However, Shen Mo never thought he would help someone's soul leave their body, so he just flipped through the ancient book a few times and didn't even know what it was about. He liked to randomly pick a book and start reading from the middle, and if he found something interesting, he would start reading from the beginning.
Shen Mo's original intention was to help Qin Moyu stabilize her soul, because he knew Qin Moyu would definitely like this novel feeling, but he didn't expect—
The moment the invisible divine senses collide, the indescribable pleasure makes people instantly lose their sense of proportion.
Qin Moyu's fair earlobes instantly turned bright red, the violent impact causing his soul to frantically return to his body. His eyes were moist as he opened them, looking like he had been bullied and was crying, so pitiful that one couldn't help but continue to "bully" him.
Shen Mo's soul returned to his body even faster than Qin Moyu's, and he happened to witness this scene.
Then the next second.
He was kicked off the flying sword by Qin Moyu.
Aaaaaaahhhhh!
Qin Moyu covered her flushed and burning face, feeling as if a million groundhogs were screaming inside her.
Although it lasted only a moment, the thrill was something Qin Moyu had never experienced before, like...like...
Qin Moyu bit her lower lip, her heart pounding like a drum. She didn't know what she was thinking, but her expression was a mixture of shame and anger.
On the other side.
Shen Mo, who was kicked off his flying sword, was no better off than Qin Moyu. He hadn't expected the moment their souls collided to be so exciting. His first reaction after being kicked off was to control his flying sword to prevent Qin Moyu from falling. Then he just fell straight down. He only realized he had to control his spiritual energy to avoid falling flat on his face when the ground was less than half a meter away from him.
Even so, the feeling of their souls meeting just now still made it difficult for Shen Mo to calm down for a while, and he didn't even dare to look up at Qin Moyu.
Shen Mo felt his heart was pounding so hard it was about to jump out of his body. If you looked closely, you could see that his ears were also red, and he looked like he had lost his soul.
What exactly happened?!
Shen Mo frantically rummaged through his storage bag and pulled out an ancient book that he hadn't looked at in a long time.
He flipped directly to that page and saw a line of large characters written on the title page:
The Method of Dual Cultivation of Spirit and Soul
"Smack!"
The sound of Shen Mo closing the book was so loud that one might suspect he wasn't trying to shut the book down, but rather to drag the author out and beat him up.
Shen Mo didn't know what would happen when their souls collided, but he knew all too well what dual cultivation meant.
In the past, they had no Daoist partners who stirred their hearts, so even if they knew, they didn't care. Later, when they met Qin Moyu, although they were moved, dual cultivation was too far removed from their lives. It was already a great improvement that Qin Moyu didn't dislike them, so how could they still think about such things?
but……
Shen Mo covered his lips with the back of his hand, recalling the feeling of that moment just now, and couldn't help but cough lightly.
—It seems pretty good.
If Mo Yu is willing to be with me...
Shen Mo lowered his head, and invisible white smoke seemed to rise from his head.
The omnipotent Tribulation Transcending Stage expert completely crashed because he fantasized about something harmonious.
…………
The unexpected encounter between their souls left both of them momentarily at a loss as to how to face each other.
But things still had to be done, and Nanxun hadn't been found yet, so Shen Mo forced himself to calm down and control the flying sword to land. When Qin Moyu saw him, he walked with his arms and legs moving in unison.
Shen Mo wasn't much better off. He was completely unable to calm down at this moment. He tried to sheath his sword several times but couldn't get it in the correct position. He just couldn't get it back no matter what.
The clanging and banging sounds made Qin Moyu glance over, and he happened to see Shen Mo sweating profusely as he sheathed his sword. His clumsy movements made Qin Moyu burst out laughing.
Although she immediately covered her mouth and turned her head away the moment she burst out laughing, which was a complete attempt to cover up the truth, it did make the atmosphere less awkward.
Having already lost face so badly, Shen Mo simply gave up on saving face. In any case, he would only suffer more if he continued in this awkward situation. He took a deep breath, sheathed his sword, and walked to Qin Moyu's side, pretending to be calm.
He secretly hooked his little finger around Qin Moyu's little finger, and Qin Moyu's body stiffened, and the redness on her earlobes that had finally subsided reappeared.
"Let's go find Nanxun."
Qin Moyu didn't reply, but simply tugged at Shen Mo with her little finger.
He faced one side of the forest, trying not to appear too concerned about what had just happened, but his slightly stuttering voice completely betrayed his shyness: "That, over there."
While experiencing the wondrous sensation of his soul being released, Qin Moyu didn't forget to get down to business, and he actually managed to find some traces of Nan Xun.
She was blushing with embarrassment, but she pretended not to care.
Shen Mo stared at Qin Moyu's slightly red earlobes, his heart felt as if it were filled with someone, all the strange feeling from before disappeared, and he was completely satisfied with the person in front of him.
—How can Mo Yu be so cute?
Shen Mo hooked Qin Moyu's little finger around his finger and then took advantage of the situation by gripping Qin Moyu's hand tightly.
This time, Qin Moyu did not struggle.
Shen Mo was only tentatively holding hands, but he didn't expect Qin Moyu to actually not resist, and his eyes immediately lit up.
Qin Moyu could tell from Shen Mo's reaction that he hadn't expected such a thing to happen when their souls collided, so he was more at a loss than blaming the other party.
For Qin Moyu, holding hands and kissing were already very intimate actions, let alone this kind of communication that skipped the physical and went straight to the soul. Even if it was only for a moment, it had a great impact on him, so he subconsciously kicked the person down.
But in that instant, Qin Moyu realized that he didn't seem to be so resistant to Shen Mo.