Li Mu fell asleep.
No longer worrying about spiritual practice, I slept until noon the next day.
It seems like I'm back in college again.
Li Mu got up, washed up, put on a Taoist bun, put on a blue Taoist robe, came to the small courtyard, and breathed in the fresh mountain air.
“It’s nice to live in the mountains.”
He stretched his muscles and began to sing.
"Get up early in the morning and embrace the sun..."
Outside the courtyard, there were seven or eight beautifully dressed female nuns.
Some pretended to be passing by casually, and some pretended to practice swordsmanship.
Show your graceful figure as much as possible.
The clothes are also less and less worn.
There are even many female cultivators who directly show their affection.
A beautiful female nun in her twenties brought a folding fan.
I saw it written above:
The willow tree has no leaves, and is water green and half covered with moss.
The Crescent Moon Pavilion in the back mountain is eagerly awaiting your arrival.
Li Mu clicked his tongue for a moment and figured out the meaning of the poem, which was just two words:
Make an appointment?
Unfortunately, before he could agree, the female cultivator had already run away with a blushing face.
"It's not a good thing to be too popular."
Li Mu shook his head. If the situation continues like this, it is estimated that at the Taoism Ceremony in three years' time, there will be fanatical female cultivators wearing wedding clothes to see it.
"Son!"
Just as Li Mu was about to return to the house, he heard a familiar voice.
He turned around and saw Gu Yue and Qin Shuang coming with swords.
Li Mu was a little confused: "Senior Brother Gu is not at home to cultivate, why did he come to my place?"
Gu Yue felt a little embarrassed, "I do, I have something to think about..."
Hesitant, hesitant, and unspeakable.
"Brother, let me do the talking."
Qin Shuang took a step forward, bowed and said, "Holy Son, Qin Shuang has something to ask of me."
Li Mu looked at this delicate female cultivator and guessed that she must be twenty years old, so he smiled and said, "Senior Sister Qin, please speak."
Qin Shuang pondered for a moment, "Please ask the Holy Son to enlighten Qin Shuang."
Li Mu was slightly startled. To gain enlightenment, he would have to be drained of his true energy.
Is this because they think my cultivation progress is too slow, so they came to help me?
Without waiting for Li Mu to answer, Qin Shuang took out another Dao sword and held it in both hands above his head.
"Qin Shuang doesn't have high-level magic pills, he only has this Dao sword called "Shuangxue", please don't dislike it, the Holy Son. "
Her eyes were full of reluctance and regret.
Li Mu took "Frost Snow", drew his sword and stabbed it.
The sword energy shot out quickly and accurately hit a goldfinch on the branch.
Instantly freezes it into an ice sculpture.
"What a sword!"
Swords are also a type of magic weapon, and different swords have different functions.
This "Frost Snow" can convert true energy into sword energy with the attribute of ice.
Li Mu sheathed the sword and handed it back to Qin Shuang.
"Master always teaches me that you can't take away someone's love."
"I can't keep this sword."
A flash of deep disappointment flashed in Qin Shuang's eyes.
"But Master also taught me that people from the same sect should love and help each other."
"It's just a matter of opening a few acupuncture points. It's such a simple task. How could I refuse?"
Qin Shuang's eyes suddenly lit up, and she couldn't hide the joy on her face, "The Holy Son is willing to enlighten Qin Shuang?"
Li Mu smiled slightly and said, "Senior Sister Qin, please come and sit in the room."
The three of them entered the inner room.
Li Mu said: "Before the awakening, the body's true energy will be drained and the meridians will shrink. Does Senior Sister Qin know that?"
Qin Shuang nodded. She watched the whole process in Bibo Pavilion yesterday.
Li Mu asked again, "Has Senior Sister Qin opened the three Yuan Apertures of Shinto, Lingtai, and Zhiyang?"
Qin Shuang shook his head and explained the nine orifices he had opened one by one.
Li Mu was a little confused.
The vital orifices opened by the opponent are all in the crotch, soles, chest, etc.
It would be okay if it was a man, but she was a female cultivator, and these were all private parts.
"I need to contact Yuan Qiao in order to drain the true energy from your body."
"Sister Qin, these Yuan Qiao you opened, cough cough..."
Qin Shuang's pretty face turned red when she thought of the locations of those Yuan Qiaos.
But compared with such a big thing as enlightenment, a little contact is nothing.
And there’s no need to take off your clothes.
After thinking about this, Qin Shuang said seriously: "This is a trivial matter. Qin Shuang doesn't care about it. Please ask the Holy Son to do it."
Li Mu thought for a while, "Then please ask Senior Sister Qin to take off your shoes."
Qin Shuang was slightly startled, "Is that okay?"
Li Mu raised his eyebrows, "If you don't use your feet, do you want me to attack your chest?"
It's impossible for you to touch your big crotch, right?
I'm not from Yunnan.
He coughed and said, "It will be easier on your feet."
Qin Shuang blushed and took off her right shoe.
Just as Li Mu was about to stretch out his hand, Qin Shuang retracted his foot again, blushing and said, "It's dirty, I, I'll go wash it."
"Junior sister, please wait a moment, I'll get you some water." Gu Yue, who was next to him, quickly went out and brought in a basin of water.
Qin Shuangzai washed his feet carefully, and after making sure there was no dirt or smell, he carefully stretched his feet over.
"Actually, the original flavor is better."
Li Mu held her delicate feet in his hands without blushing.
Thirty-five yards, a full hand.
It is slightly cool to the touch, tender, smooth, soft and boneless.
Even the soles of the feet are nothing old.
After playing with it for a while, ah no, checking it for a while, Li Mu held Qin Shuang's jade feet and said seriously: "Sister Qin, except for the Yongquan orifice, all other orifices must be closed."
Qin Shuang's face turned red and her ears turned red, and she snorted like a mosquito.
Li Mu started to run the Yuan Devouring Art.
【Ding! Yuanli +78]
【Ding! Yuanli +73]
…
Half an hour later.
Qin Shuang had fallen asleep from the pain.
Li Mu wiped his hands with a wet towel and said to Gu Yue:
"If my perception is correct, Senior Sister Qin has opened eleven new Yuan Apertures."
Gu Yue's body trembled, and his voice trembled with excitement:
"Thank you, Holy Son, for enlightening my junior sister!"
"There is no way to repay a great kindness. If the Holy Son has any mission in the future, my junior sister and I will definitely go through fire and water without hesitation!"
Li Mu nodded, "Take Senior Sister Qin back and let her take good care of herself."
Gu Yue said some more words of thanks, picked up Qin Shuang, carried her to the courtyard, and left with his sword.
The female nuns outside the hospital were all stunned.
"Is that a disciple of Bibo Pavilion?"
"What happened inside? That female disciple's clothes are all wet."
"Could it be that... the Holy Son is too fierce?"
"Don't talk nonsense, don't talk nonsense."
"I envy her so much!"
…
After these female cultivators left, gossip news immediately spread in Qingyun Peak.
"Have you heard? Bibo Pavilion gave a daughter to the Holy Son."
"The Holy Son knocked a female cultivator unconscious."
"Inside news! The Holy Son persisted for two hours!"
"It must be a skill I learned from the Hehuan Valley Demon Girl. It's time to go down the mountain to slay the demons and defend the way!"
"Ah? The Holy Son is going to choose a Taoist companion?"
…
Li Mu didn't know that rumors related to him were already flying everywhere.
But he didn't care about these things.
In the past three years, there have been countless rumors even more outrageous than this.
On the second day, I still slept until noon.
I was getting ready to report to Dao Pavilion,
I was shocked by the scene outside the yard.
Hundreds of people were seen, with three floors inside and three floors outside, surrounding the small courtyard.
