It is the beginning of winter.
In the night sky, the wind is cold and the moon is cold and the stars are sparse.
To the spirit, this kind of weather is no different from any other season.
Luo Qingzhou flew into the air and carefully observed the entire Qin Mansion and the surrounding streets. After finding nothing unusual, he rushed to West Lake.
He can start right away, just waiting for his spirit to advance.
So at this time, you must be extra careful and never be careless.
If you get carried away at any time, it is possible that all your previous efforts will be wasted.
Riding the wind all the way, at an extremely fast speed.
Soon we arrived at West Lake.
On the attic, a moon-white figure was standing there quietly, looking into the distance, not knowing what he was thinking about.
Ever since Luo Qingzhou met her, he would always see her staring into the distance in a daze.
I don’t know if she was thinking about the things Xiaoyue once told her, or if she was thinking about someone.
Luo Qingzhou had already made up his mind about the sect's affairs, and he would definitely help her solve it when the time came.
As for other things, he probably can't help.
The moonlight is nice tonight.
The night breeze was cool, ripples appeared on the lake, and the cold moonlight was shining.
A row of small boats were tied to the lakeside, swaying slightly in the waves and making slight collision sounds.
Luo Qingzhou did not go to the attic immediately, but floated down and landed on one of the small boats.
With a thought, the sword shot out with a "swish" and the rope was cut.
Then the flying sword quickly circled around, and with a "swish" sound, it pierced into the wooden board at the stern.
Now he has reached the peak of the Spirit Refining Realm and is about to break through. With his powerful soul power, it is naturally easy for him to drive the flying sword to control the boat.
After he breaks through to the Spirit Severing Realm, he will no longer need to use the flying sword to transmit power, but can directly use the object control technique to drive the boat.
Luo Qingzhou stood at the bow of the boat and floated quickly towards the attic in the middle of the lake.
When they got closer, Fang looked up at the white figure above and shouted, "Sister Yue, come down and take the boat."
He had already promised her that he would row the boat for her and accompany her on a tour of West Lake tonight.
The moon-white figure lowered its head and glanced at him. Then the figure suddenly flashed and disappeared over the eaves like a ray of moonlight.
The next second, he appeared at the stern and stood there silently.
Luo Qingzhou turned around and looked at her. The hazy halo on her body had disappeared, revealing her tall and slender figure in a moon-white dress, and her face that looked ordinary but had a unique charm.
A white figure stood at the stern, also looking at him.
The two looked at each other and were silent for a moment.
Luo Qingzhou also removed the halo, but did not reveal his handsome face. He still wore the mask, revealing his ordinary face, and said, "Sister Yue, let's be honest with each other from now on."
The moon-white figure didn't say anything. He looked at him again, then turned around and looked at the lake in the distance, his face as cold as snow.
Luo Qingzhou's figure flashed and landed beside her. He stood at the stern of the boat with her side by side and also looked at the lake in the distance.
The flying sword carried the small boat, and it slowly moved forward on the lake with the wind and waves.
Luo Qingzhou looked at the shadow of the girl beside him, her white dress fluttering and her black hair dancing. He turned his head and stared at her profile. He suddenly asked, "Sister Yue, you are not wearing a mask like me, are you?"
The white figure looked into the distance calmly. After a moment of silence, he said calmly, "Maybe."
Luo Qingzhou stared at her cheek and said nothing more.
Yue Bai paused, turned to look at him, and said coldly: "Why, do you think I'm ugly and don't want to believe it?"
Luo Qingzhou came back to his senses and said quickly: "Of course not, I was just joking. Besides, Sister Yue's current appearance is not at all ugly. Although she is not stunningly beautiful, she is also very comfortable to look at and is definitely not ugly."
The white figure said calmly: "It's not pretty anyway, right?"
Luo Qingzhou paused for a moment and said, "Anyway... it's not ugly."
The Yuebai figure turned his face away coldly and continued to look into the distance, ignoring him.
Luo Qingzhou was a little embarrassed and didn't dare to say anything else.
The boat became quiet again.
After a long time, the white figure looked into the distance and suddenly asked, "What would you do if I were beautiful?"
Hearing this, Luo Qingzhou immediately bowed and said, "Whether Sister Yue is pretty or not, I will always respect and appreciate her like this, and will never be disrespectful or have other thoughts because of her appearance."
The white figure was silent for a moment, then said, "Aren't all men lustful? Don't they all like pretty girls?"
Luo Qingzhou immediately said seriously: "Lust does not mean there is no limit, and not all beauties will be liked by people. External beauty is just a shell, and there will always be a time when it ages and becomes ugly; but internal beauty will remain forever young and make people's hearts beat forever."
After a pause, he continued, "I treat Sister Yue like a teacher and an elder. I will never judge her based on her beauty or ugliness."
The white figure turned around, looked at him coldly and said, "Who is your master? Who is your elder?"
Seeing her expression was not right, Luo Qingzhou quickly explained: "Sister Yue, don't misunderstand me. What I meant is that Sister Yue taught me, helped me, and was kind to me. I respect Sister Yue as a teacher and an elder. I don't mean that Sister Yue is my teacher and elder."
Then he added: "Sister Yue is so young, it's almost okay for her to be my sister."
The Yuebai figure narrowed his eyes slightly, stared at him for a moment, then looked into the distance and said, "I am not your sister."
Luo Qingzhou didn't dare to say more, and said: "Then listen to Sister Yue, you can be anything."
He was secretly puzzled. Sister Yue's mood tonight seemed a little strange and not very good, but she talked more than usual, and seemed to have more other emotions than usual. She must have encountered something.
Neither of them spoke anymore.
The boat carried two people, drifting with the wind, across the broken bridge and toward the other side.
The night wind blew through the lotus flowers, making rustling sounds.
Many lotus leaves have withered, but there is still a large area of lotus leaves that are still as green as new.
Luo Qingzhou knew that there was a Dragon Palace at the bottom of the lake.
At this time, it was unknown whether Miss Long'er was practicing in the Dragon Palace or hiding somewhere, secretly watching them.
Early morning hours.
Yuebai's figure suddenly flashed and flew towards the lotus bushes, saying, "Go practice."
Luo Qingzhou looked at her back and felt that she seemed to know that he was anxious to break through, so she was not willing to waste his time.
“Swish!”
He immediately urged the boat back to the shore, then took out his flying sword and flew towards the lotus bushes.
Just as he landed on a lotus leaf, before he could say anything, his moon-white figure flew up into the sky, turned into a ray of moonlight, and then turned into a whirlpool.
The power of the moonlight all around began to gather here quickly.
Luo Qingzhou stared at the vague figure in the air, stunned for a moment, and suddenly shouted: "Sister Yue, wait for me after you finish practicing, I have something to give you!"
After saying this, he immediately sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes, calmed his mind, and began to practice.
Above his head, a vortex appeared, slowly spinning and absorbing the moonlight pouring down from mid-air.
His entire soul began to flicker continuously.
"boom!"
The first bolt of lightning appeared in the night sky.
Anyone who goes against the will of heaven will anger God and will be punished by thunder and lightning.
The moon-white figure quickly disappeared in the thick and violent lightning, and no trace could be seen.
"BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!"
As Luo Qingzhou absorbed more and more moonlight, the lightning above his head became more and more frequent, but none of them fell down.
He was not afraid of thunder and lightning, but at this time, he could not be disturbed by thunder and lightning.
The moon-white figure above his head helped him gather the moonlight from all around him, and also served as a shield to help him block the thunder punishment from heaven.
Luo Qingzhou's cultivation speed is getting faster and faster.
Before I knew it, the night had faded away.
The east began to pale.
When he opened his eyes, the sky above him had returned to calm.
Even the lake water was without ripples.
Luo Qingzhou immediately stood up, turned around and looked towards the attic.
On the eaves of the attic, a moon-white figure was standing there quietly.
Luo Qingzhou immediately flashed and flew over.
He landed on the eaves, and with a thought, he handed her a snow-white handkerchief.
This was the handkerchief she had given him.
The white figure looked at the handkerchief, stunned for a moment, then looked at him again and said, "You don't want it anymore?"
Luo Qingzhou reached out and untied the handkerchief. A porcelain bottle fell out from it. He immediately used the handkerchief to support it and said, "Sister Yue, of course I won't give you the handkerchief. Take this bottle of spiritual liquid. After taking it, it has a very good effect on the soul. You can try it."
The moon-white figure looked at the porcelain bottle, paused, and reached out to take it.
Luo Qingzhou glanced at her snow-white jade hand and asked, "Sister Yue, when I reach the Spirit Severing Realm, I should be able to hold anything like this, right?"
The moon-white figure looked at the porcelain bottle in his hand and said, "There is a weight limit, it depends on the strength of your soul."
Luo Qingzhou put away her handkerchief and said, "I feel like I'm almost there. I think I'll be able to break through tomorrow night."
The white figure put away the spiritual liquid, looked at him and said, "The day after tomorrow, I have something to do tomorrow night."
Luo Qingzhou looked at her hazy figure wrapped in the moonlight, was silent for a moment, and said: "Sister Yue, can you remove the halo so that I can take another look at you?"
The white figure turned around, looked at the distant sky, and said indifferently: "I'm not beautiful, what's there to see."
After saying that, his figure flashed and prepared to leave.
But Luo Qingzhou grabbed her wrist and said, "Sister Yue, let me take a look at you. I know you are injured."
The Yuebai figure paused, turned his head and looked at him and said, "Let go."
Luo Qingzhou still held her wrist tightly, staring at her hazy face and said, "Not unless Sister Yue lets me see."
The moon-white figure looked at him and was silent for a while before saying, "Okay, let go and I'll show you."
Luo Qingzhou immediately let go of his hand.
The moon-white figure flashed and suddenly disappeared from the spot.
Luo Qingzhou: “…”
A white figure appeared in the distant sky, and a faint voice came: "If you touch me again next time, I will make you pay."
Having said that, he disappeared without a trace.
Luo Qingzhou stood in the attic for a long time before lowering his head and looking at the remaining touch in his hand. He murmured, "Is there no woman in this world who doesn't like to lie?"
Who knew that just as he finished speaking, the demon girl's voice suddenly came from behind him: "Sir, Long'er doesn't like to lie."
Luo Qingzhou turned around and looked at her.
Long Er was wearing a black dress and standing behind him with a graceful figure.
She still had a pair of lovely snow-white bare feet with sparkling water droplets on them, and a brightly colored red rope tied around the ankle of one of her feet.
There was a red mark in the middle of her brow, and she had an innocent smile on her face: "My lord, Long'er always speaks directly to you, never beats around the bush, and will never lie to you. For example, Long'er wants to mate with you, and as long as you are willing to fulfill it, Long'er will give you all the treasures in the Dragon Palace and a dragon scale from my body. Long'er will never lie!"
Luo Qingzhou was silent for a moment, then glanced at her snow-white, slender feet under her skirt, and said, "Miss Long'er, please respect yourself."
Long Er squatted down, stroking the red rope on his ankle with one hand and said, "Master, Long Er is in pain... Can you help Long Er again?"
Luo Qingzhou ignored her and flew up into the sky. He said, "Try it yourself. I should go back to sleep."
He has to go to the martial arts gym to ask for leave early tomorrow morning, and then go to Qingyun Temple.
The second young lady's medicine has run out, and he must prepare it as soon as possible.
Long Er looked at his back, stood up and said, "Young Master, you can ask for anything, Long Er can satisfy you. Long Er needs your thunder spirit energy, really needs it."
Luo Qingzhou stopped in mid-air, turned his head and looked at her and said, "Is there any other method for you?"
Long Er hesitated for a moment and said, "Yes, from the mouth."
"Good night!"
Luo Qingzhou's figure flashed and disappeared.