The moon is bright.
On the roof of the Yuanyang Tower, a red figure and a white figure stood on each eaves.
Her long black hair flutters and her clothes flutter.
"Sister, how about we make a deal?"
"Please take him as your teacher, or call him brother."
"Oh, since Senior Sister is so stubborn and unsympathetic, then I have no reason to be polite. I heard that Senior Sister's husband, the bastard of Chengguo Mansion, left Senior Sister alone in the empty room last night and went to a brothel to have fun with other women. Is that true?"
The moon-white figure said nothing.
"Sister, your long-time lover calls you senior and sister, respects and worships you, regards you as his goddess, and thinks you can do anything. If he knew that your husband is so despicable, not only is he a lowly, abandoned bastard, but he is also just a mortal scholar who can only read and write, and he would rather go to a brothel to find other women than stay at home with you. Haha, what do you think he would think of you?"
"Sister, you don't want him to see your miserable state now, right? You don't want him to think you are incompetent, right? You don't want him to look down on you and laugh at you in his heart, right? Then, let's shake hands and make peace. Please take back those words you said before to humiliate me, and I will forgive you for what you did before!"
"I can also take a step back and let your long-time lover call me sister. You know my status and position. Letting him call me sister is my greatest concession."
"Don't even think about anything else! He doesn't have the qualifications!"
After the red figure finished speaking, the red glow on his body disappeared, revealing a fiery red dress, as well as his tall and graceful figure and beautiful and majestic face. With a sneer on his lips, he looked at her with burning eyes.
The white figure took a look at her true face, and said in a clear and ethereal voice: "Please worship him as your master, or call him brother."
The red figure's eyes twitched: "Do you really want to fight to the death?"
The white figure turned around, looked into the darkness in the distance, and said indifferently: "Do you think I care?"
The red figure's expression froze for a moment, he slowly clenched his fists in his sleeves, took a deep breath, his chest rose and fell, and he sneered, "Of course you don't care, but he might not. In his heart, he must admire you, right? If he knew these things, I'm afraid he would look down on you in his heart, and who knows, he might change his mind and follow me."
The voice of the moon-white figure was still cold and calm: "You can try."
“Just give it a try!”
"boom!"
"BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!"
"I'd rather die!"
Qin Mansion.
After Bailing and Xia Chan left, Luo Qingzhou said something to Xiaodie and went to the backyard to continue practicing the "Plum Blossom Flying" boxing technique in the "Plum Blossom Manual".
For a moment, leaves were flying in the backyard and fist shadows were heard everywhere.
This set of boxing requires coordination of footwork and body movements, fast speed, and swift punches. After one punch is thrown, another punch can be thrown before the fist shadow disappears.
At the same time, we must take into account the up and down, left and right, front and back.
Watertight when defending and overwhelming when attacking!
Although its power cannot be compared with the Thunder Fist and the Mountain Shaking Fist, it does not have the disadvantages of excessive energy consumption and weak defense.
“Swish! Swish! Swish!”
Under the moonlight, the figure moved faster and faster, becoming more and more blurry. At first, the shadow of the fist was only in front, but gradually, it began to appear in front, behind, left and right.
Xiaodie closed the front door and embroidered in the yard to prevent anyone from coming in and disturbing her.
at this time.
In the back garden of Lingchan Moon Palace.
Under the peach tree, Xia Chan was also practicing sword skills. Her sword moves were more fierce and domineering than ever before. She attacked directly without defending, and every move was a killing move!
In the pavilion next to it.
Miss Qin, dressed in a snow-white dress, sat there quietly, staring at the moonlight in the pond in a daze.
Bai Ling leaned lazily on the vermilion railing, holding a flower in one hand and shaking the five fingers of the other hand. A snow-white flying knife nimbly flipped back and forth between her white jade fingers.
“Swish! Swish! Swish!”
The only sounds in the garden were the sound of sword practice and the wind.
Early morning.
Luo Qingzhou returned to the house with his clothes soaked.
Xiaodie had already boiled the hot water.
Luo Qingzhou went into the room to take a bath and dripped tendon-strengthening potion, inky black spiritual liquid and dark blue spiritual liquid into the bucket.
The clear water in the bucket quickly changed color.
But it soon became clear again.
Luo Qingzhou leaned against the bucket. After absorbing the potions and spiritual fluids, the muscles, membranes and fascia all over his body began to heat up, as if there were many air currents flowing and washing back and forth throughout his body. He couldn't help but moan in comfort.
Xiaodie, who was rubbing his back from behind, looked at him strangely, stretched her neck, and secretly looked into the bucket a few times, her cheeks slightly hot.
The young master's fist was so big that she probably couldn't hold it with her two small hands. She remembered that his fist was not this big before.
Luo Qingzhou picked up his fist from the water and looked at the back of his hand. The skin was smooth and firm, and felt very elastic. Under the light, it was shining with a strange luster. It seemed to be not much different from before, but its hardness and toughness were now incomparable to before.
"Xiao Die, guess how long you will cry after this punch from the Master?"
Luo Qingzhou clenched his fists and said with some pride.
The little girl looked at the fist fearfully and said, "I might faint from the pain... Sir, I am weak and can't bear it..."
Luo Qingzhou took his other fist out of the water and gently collided it with the other two. There was a crisp sound, as if metal were colliding with each other.
After taking a shower.
The little girl helped him change into new clothes.
"Sir, this is the Confucian robe that I made for you. Do you think it fits you?"
Luo Qingzhou put it on, looked at himself in the mirror, stretched his limbs, and praised: "Not bad, very comfortable to wear, the size is just right. Xiaodie, very good."
When the little girl heard the compliment, she happily went out to get some water.
Finished cleaning the room.
Luo Qingzhou saw that it was getting late, so he said something to the little girl and returned to his bed, his soul leaving his body.
I have to ask Senior Yue for help tonight, or borrow the handkerchief from him.
Otherwise, the Tianxian Tower is equipped with magical instruments that can restrain the soul, and he would not be able to get close.
The soul passed through the roof and floated into the air. It first observed the entire Qin Mansion from a high vantage point for a while. After seeing that there was nothing unusual, it left the mansion and flew towards Yuanyang Tower.
Ride the wind all the way.
The speed of the soul seems to be getting faster and faster.
Soon, Yuanyang Tower came into sight.
On the eaves on both sides of the roof, there stood a figure, one red and one white, both shrouded in a hazy halo and unable to see clearly inside.
As Luo Qingzhou flew closer, he suddenly felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere around him.
The breath felt a little hot and disordered, as if the air in this place had just been suddenly drained away and then rushed in from all directions, making it difficult to even breathe.
Obviously, a big battle seemed to have just taken place here!
Luo Qingzhou looked at the two figures with a doubtful look, and saw that both of them were standing there motionless, and seemed to be uninjured.
He floated over carefully, stood behind Yue Bai's figure, bowed his head and said respectfully: "Sister Yue."
"Go ahead."
The red figure on the eaves nearby spoke shamelessly.
Luo Qingzhou glanced at her and ignored her, his eyes still fixed on the moon-white figure in front of him.
Yuebai was silent for a while, and Fang Qingleng spoke: "Do you want to be a master, or a brother?"
Luo Qingzhou: “…”
He looked at the red figure on the eaves next to him.
A red figure stood beside him, his expression unclear, he said nothing, and seemed to be looking at him coldly.
"It will be all right."
Luo Qingzhou retracted his gaze and lowered his head.
In fact, it doesn’t matter whether he calls her that or not, but since Senior Yue really wants him to take her in as a disciple or a sister, then he should just fulfill her wish.
He doesn't lose anything anyway.
"Then Master."
The moon-white figure said indifferently.
Luo Qingzhou said respectfully: "Well, I'll listen to Sister Yue."
The rooftop suddenly fell silent.
The moon-white figure looked towards the red figure next to him.
The red figure was silent for a moment, then said coldly: "At least tell me more, let me see if he is qualified!"
The white figure was silent for a moment, turned around and looked at the boy behind him: "From the second time."
Luo Qingzhou agreed, raised his head, and after a moment's hesitation, he spoke aloud: "Understand the true and wonderful principles of Bodhi, eliminate the devil and return to the original spirit..."
"Flowers fall from the sky, and golden lotuses emerge from the ground. The Three Vehicles are wonderfully expounded, and the subtleties of all dharmas are complete. The slow shaking of the whisk sprays pearls and jade, and the sound shakes the nine heavens with thunder. Talking about Taoism for a while, and Zen for a while, the three schools are in harmony. The word of enlightenment converts to the truth, and guides the mysterious nature of the unborn..."
The red figure's expression condensed, and he said secretly: The cooperation of the three schools is just like this, the word of enlightenment converts to the truth, and guides the mysterious nature of lifelessness...
Luo Qingzhou continued, "In the Liuzi Sect, there are Confucianists, Buddhists, Taoists, Yin-Yangists, Mohists, and doctors. Some read scriptures, some chant Buddha's name, and some worship the true saints..."
The red figure's eyes lit up and he held his breath.
Luo Qingzhou continued: "The moon hides the Jade Rabbit and the sun hides the Crow. There are turtles and snakes intertwined. Intertwined, their lives are strong, and they can plant golden lotus in the fire. Gather the five elements and use them in reverse. When the work is done, you will become a Buddha or an immortal..."
Hearing this, the red figure's breathing suddenly quickened, a red halo on his body flickered slightly, two blushes welled up on his face, his heartbeat accelerated, his head buzzed, and his beautiful eyes sparkled, as if a new door was about to open.
"That's it."
Unexpectedly, at this moment, the Yuebai figure suddenly spoke.
The story that Luo Qingzhou was telling suddenly stopped.
The red figure froze for a moment, then Fang looked at him and said, "What else? What about the next one? Keep going, don't stop!"
Luo Qingzhou looked at Yuebai's figure without saying a word.
The red figure was stunned for a moment before reacting. He immediately suppressed his anger and said, "If you were a man, you should have your own opinions instead of being submissive and obeying the orders of a woman you have only known for a few days! Are you so afraid of her?"
Luo Qingzhou tried to hold back for a moment, but couldn't help it. He looked at her and said, "Aren't you afraid?"
The red figure paused for a moment, without answering, and said in a cold voice: "Continue telling the story, at least finish this one. A man should finish what he starts and not give up halfway."
Luo Qingzhou ignored her.
The red figure clenched his fists in his sleeves and stared at him coldly for a long while before gritting his teeth and saying, "Do you know how many years of your life would be shortened if I really called you Master? She is harming you, do you know that?"
Luo Qingzhou stepped aside, sat cross-legged, and prepared to practice.
The red figure's breathing became heavier, his towering chest rising and falling violently. He stared at him for a while, then looked at the moon-white figure, and suddenly asked, "What do you want me to call him?"
The Yuebai figure was silent for a moment, then said, "Master."
The red figure sneered: "Okay, then I will call him brother!"
Luo Qingzhou opened his eyes and looked at her.
The red figure suddenly turned around, walked up to him, looked at him and said, "Take off the halo on your body. I want to see what you look like first. If I like you, I can call you!"
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