Mo Sha Cliff.
A ray of silver-gray light flew to a bamboo building on the cliff.
"Feng'er..."
"Feng'er, where are you?"
Li Shuidao searched the bamboo house but did not see Ding Yufeng, so he could only wait in Ding Yufeng's bedroom.
at dusk.
A ray of light fell on the bamboo building.
The light disappears.
It was Ding Yufeng dressed in white.
At this time, she looked quite miserable, and after seeing Li Shuidao, she seemed to feel greatly aggrieved.
The tears in his eyes fell like pearls, sad and excited.
Li Shuidao looked at her with a sad expression on his face. He walked over gently and coaxed her gently: "Feng'er, what's wrong? Tell me."
Ding Yufeng bit her lip, tears sliding down her cheeks. She shook her head gently and didn't speak for a long time.
"Can you tell me what exactly happened?" Li Shuidao persuaded gently.
"You... you are so heartless, you are going to join Zhen Lan's family!" Ding Yufeng said, stamping her feet.
"What happened?" Li Shuidao looked confused.
Ding Yufeng cried and said: "You performed too well when you competed for the ranking on the Heavenly Ranking. People from the Lan family have already approached our three major families and proposed that you join the Lan family."
"The Lan family is really overbearing. As long as they see something good, they will dig it into their own bowl. They simply don't take our three major families seriously!" Ding Yufeng clenched her fists, looking extremely painful.
Li Shuidao: "..."
Ding Yufeng held his sleeve tightly, tears still flowing uncontrollably: "The monks of the Lan family have already taken action in advance and enshrined all your soul lanterns in the Lan family's ancestral hall. It seems that they believe that you can advance to the third level."
"Feng'er...I..." Li Shuidao was speechless for a moment.
"Brother Suidao... I know you are in the same pain as me."
Li Shuidao: "..."
"It's all because our cultivation level is too low and we can't control our own destiny!" Ding Yufeng's eyes were cold, and she had obviously made up her mind.
Li Shuidao frowned slightly, but he still had to let nature take its course when practicing this kind of thing.
If you are driven by determination, you will probably fall into the devil's path.
It's useless to say anything now. It's better to calm Ding Yufeng's emotions first.
"Feng'er, although my soul lamp was taken away by the Lan family, my heart is still with you." Li Shuidao held Ding Yufeng's face and said with a gentle expression.
He gently wiped away the tears from the corners of Ding Yufeng's eyes: "I know you are worried about me, and I am also very worried about you. In my heart, you are the most important."
When Ding Yufeng heard these words, she couldn't help but sob lowly. Li Shuidao gently stroked her hair and coaxed her in a low voice until her mood gradually stabilized.
"Feng'er, I will find a way to solve all this." Li Shuidao looked at Ding Yufeng with firmness and determination in his eyes, "Even if we are separated, it will only be temporary. One day no one will be able to separate us."
Ding Yufeng listened to his words, and a trace of emotion flashed in her eyes.
The two hugged each other tightly, and the tranquility of the bamboo house was filled with deep love and determination.
Next…
The two had a more in-depth communication, and instead of having any cracks in their relationship, their relationship became stronger.
After all: love grows over time.
"Feng'er, what is the key to advancing to the third level?" Taking advantage of Ding Yufeng's emotional stability, Li Shuidao asked the real purpose of his trip.
"Transform the spirit into the scene and open up the virtual realm." Ding Yufeng kissed her red lips and said eight characters.
"What do you mean?" Li Shuidao continued to ask.
"Transforming spirits into the scene means incorporating the demon spirits who are also participating in the monk's interior scene..."
"The ups and downs of our monks' cognition, desires, emotions and thoughts can all be reflected in the inner scene. The so-called inner scene is the nature of the monks...understand the connection between oneself and the universe, and achieve unity with the Tao. To put it simply, the interior scene is the real inner world of a monk."
"When we, the monks themselves, and the fellow practitioners have reached the pinnacle of the second level, we can incorporate the inner landscape of the fellow practitioners into the monk's interior..."
"When Tongshen reaches the third level of monster beast, Tongshen's inner scene will also be sublimated and transformed. At that time, the monk's inner scene will be sublimated and transformed. Naturally, the virtual realm will be exploded, allowing the monk to become a virtual realm."
Ding Yufeng explained in detail what she knew...
Li Shuidao listened quietly to Ding Yufeng's narration. After a long time, he sighed deeply and said, "I understand, but what you said does not involve specific cultivation methods."
Ding Yufeng shook her head, her silky long hair fluttering in the wind, and she said softly: "I am a snake ginseng and you are a toad. The specific methods for us to break through the third level are different. I really can't ask directly. .”
Li Shuidao stroked Ding Yufeng's face. The jade-like skin was as white as snow under the moonlight. He looked at her affectionately and said, "Don't you, the ancestor of the Ding family, still know about our relationship?"
Hearing this, Ding Yufeng looked aggrieved again, with a trace of sadness flashing in her eyes. She sobbed and said: "The ancestor asked me to forget you. He said that your soul lanterns have been sent to the Lan family ancestral hall, and you are just waiting for your marriage." If you pass the door, your heart will not be towards our Ding family at all."
Li Shuidao looked at Ding Yufeng and said affectionately: "Don't you understand my feelings for you?"
"I know……"
After the two of them had some tenderness, Li Shuidao left Mosha Cliff alone.
Flying into the air, a ray of light stopped him. The person who stopped him was an old man with white beard and white hair. He had a powerful aura and obviously had a third-level cultivation level.
The old man had a golden hook hanging around his waist, which was obviously the costume of the Golden Hook Guard.
The old man introduced himself: "I am Ding Shitao, the elder of the Ding family. You are not allowed to come to Mosha Cliff again in the future!"
Li Shuidao looked at the old man. Although he was confused, he still asked: "Why?"
Ding Shitao glanced at him coldly and said: "Hmph! Your soul lamp has been enshrined to the Lan family, and you will never be of the same mind as my Ding family. If you dare to come to Mosha Cliff to deceive my Ding family members again, , I will break your legs."
Li Shuidao looked at the old man's firm eyes and knew that he could not change his decision. He could only leave sadly...
…
Dulong Ridge.
In a valley.
A brand new cave has been built.
There are four simple words hanging on the plaque of the cave: "Taiyin Cold Sword".
This is Li Shuidao's title on the Heavenly List.
Now, this cave has just been completed...
A group of people crossed the valley and came here. Their leader was a monk from the sect's general affairs hall, and beside him was Taiyin Lengjian, Li Shuidao.
Following the two men were a group of pretty female cultivators in black.
The monk from the General Affairs Hall said to Li Shuidao respectfully: "This cave has been built according to your requirements, but the formation has not yet been arranged."
Li Shuidao nodded slightly: "Well done!"
After the monks from the General Affairs Hall left...
"Clean the cave carefully." Li Shuidao ordered.
"I obey, my lord!" A group of female cultivators dispersed throughout the cave and began to carefully explore every place, not missing a blind spot.
Li Shuidao also checked around personally, and after confirming that there was no problem, he came to the center of the courtyard, in front of the half-withered and half-prosperous tree.
He stood there quietly, reciting a certain spell in his heart. Suddenly, a powerful aura emanated from his body, and then a group of female cultivators in black appeared beside him.
Li Shuidao said calmly: "You have completed your mission, and now this is our new home."
The female nuns all lowered their heads and said in unison: "I obey, Lord!"
The female nuns entered the cave one after another.
Li Shuidao also personally checked around and confirmed that there was no problem.
He came to the center of the courtyard, in front of the half-withered and half-grown tree.
He has no intention of setting up a formation in the cave.
There is no point in setting up a formation.
It is impossible for ordinary formations to stop the third-level monks, let alone the fourth-level True Lord Wuxiang.
The best way is to have two caves, light and dark. These twelve maids only know the cave on the bright side. Once one of them is soul-searched, Li Shuidao will clearly feel that one person is missing...
As long as one person is missing, it means there is a risk, then you can't stay here, it's that simple.
The key lies in early warning of risks...
This is Dulong Ridge after all!
A gentleman should not stand behind a dangerous wall. It is unlikely that the third- and fourth-level monks of the Yunmang Sword Sect would go deep into the dragon's pond and tiger's den to catch themselves. After all, they were not sure whether the Dragon Bone Tai Sui was still in their bodies.
Li Shuidao kept his cultivation to the middle stage of the Rong Ling Realm and deliberately restrained his sharpness, not only to guard against the high-level monks within the sect, but also against the monks of the Yunmang Sword Sect.
In addition, he lives in seclusion and his whereabouts are erratic...
First, you don't confirm whether you have Dragon Bone Tai Sui; second, you don't confirm your position; third, you take huge risks.
Unless the high-level monk of the Yunmang Sword Sect is a reckless "reckless man", there is no way he could come to him now.
The twelve maids each guard twelve positions. They don't know their mission. They are actually waiting to be searched for their souls by high-level monks. They even think that it is a great honor for them to serve their master.
"Alas..." Li Shuidao sighed. He decided to give all the five thousand spiritual stones given to him by his family to these twelve female cultivators as a price for their lives to warn him.
Li Shuidao confirmed through the original poisonous blood in his body that they were performing their duties and that none of them were observing him.
Li Shuidao gently pressed the jade pendant on his waist. It was a white jade pendant, exuding a faint gleaming light. He recited the spell silently, and the jade pendant began to respond.
Suddenly, a bright red flesh thorn emerged from under the roots of the withered tree. The flesh thorn twisted underground for a moment like a living thing, and then quickly retracted underground, as if it had never appeared before.
Li Shuidao narrowed his eyes slightly, knowing that this was Yu Peng's response. He concentrated and followed the bright red flesh thorn with light steps. The flesh pierced the hole and finally transformed into a woman, a little girl about twelve years old.
The little girl has a beautiful face and deep eyes, but she is not wearing any clothes. (End of chapter)
