The next day at noon. In the other garden, which was originally used for alchemy, a strong aura of killing and sharpness was set off, all of which were bound in this small courtyard. The polished body of the young man was washed away, showing a gradually thick black light. This is a sign that the extreme killing body is moving towards perfection. It is easy to temper the body, but it is also difficult to temper the body. The difficulty lies in the persistence over time, and the ease is that you don’t need to think too much, as long as you work towards a goal, and every day you will definitely make progress compared to yesterday. While enduring the tempering of the magic weapon, Xiao Li, who is good at using time, is also observing the divine will. This is what he discovered by accident. While observing the "Wukong Seeking the Way Picture" to temper the mind and soul, he used the magic weapon to temper the body. Not only did the two not affect each other, but they complemented each other.
Near noon, Li Mo just stopped. Opened the door of the other garden and went out. Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival. The restaurant has already been decorated with lights and is very lively. Elder Zeng from Hengyun Sword City and Bai Jinghong have also come to help with the work. The restaurant has not yet reopened, and they are the first batch of customers. The elders are chatting with each other, and the younger generations are talking about the anecdotes of the martial arts world. They are happy as if it is an ordinary day. The girl is a little out of tune with everyone. Ying Bing sits under the tree, with a quiet look in her eyes and a piece of letter in front of her, as if she is thinking about some extremely profound martial arts truth. Even Qiuchan dares not cry loudly beside her. The sun is just right. Through the gaps in the banyan tree, the shadows of broken gold trees are outlined on her sky-blue skirt. The disciples from Jiancheng always look at her with infinite awe, as if they are looking at a fairy. Suddenly, the girl's eyes moved slightly, and she took the boy who walked out of the villa into her eyes. Before he turned his gaze, he lowered his eyes to look at the small notebook in front of him. "Young Master Li." "You are still practicing on the Mid-Autumn Festival. You are too hard." "Yes, this is the specialty of my Jiancheng. Happy Mid-Autumn Festival." Several familiar people greeted Li Mo and gave him gifts. Li Mo had already prepared a return gift and took out a few boxes of mooncakes. They were the mooncakes with portraits that he had made before. "Brother Li, why are there no mooncakes of yours?"
Bai Jinghong opened the mooncake box and found that there were Tang Xiaobao's, Ouyang's, Shang Wu's... But there was no mooncake with Li Mo's pattern. "Me neither." "Me too." "No? I clearly made a lot of lotus seed paste mooncakes..." Student Li touched the back of his head, and he was also confused, and the more he touched his head, the more itchy it felt. Where are all those lotus seed paste mooncakes? How did they disappear? A reasonable guess is that it might be eaten by Senior Brother Ouyang, who often gets up in the middle of the night to find something to eat... The sound was heard not far away. Ying Bing lowered her eyes and gently rubbed the head of the big-headed doll. Her face was light, and she turned the letter again, picked up the brush with dried ink, but still didn't know how to write. "Sister Bing, what are you thinking about?" A weak voice came. Ying Bing turned around and saw Jiang Chulong standing there timidly. "Thinking about... martial arts." "Really?" Jiang Chulong blinked her gray eyes. Although her voice was soft, she could see the doubt in her eyes through the cloth. How could Sister Bing be in a trance for so long on martial arts... "....." Ying Bing was lost in thought for a moment, and suddenly didn't know how to face that clear look. So she looked at the box in Jiang Chulong's hand: "What is this?" "A gift for Brother Li on Mid-Autumn Festival..." "Gift..." Watching Jiang Chulong happily run to Li Mo, Ying Bing couldn't help but be distracted. Mid-Autumn Festival...seems to be about preparing gifts. Let it be, it's quite reasonable to give each other gifts on Mid-Autumn Festival.
She didn't even celebrate her birthday, let alone festivals, but she didn't have the habit of preparing gifts. But what to prepare in such a hurry? It seems that no matter what she gave, it seemed pale compared to what he gave her... Not far away. "Huh? Mooncakes with lotus seed paste? I don't know, I haven't eaten any mooncakes yet." Faced with Li's question, Ouyang was confused. "Not for you?" Li Mo was a little confused. "I swear on my chastity, I've been thinking about updating things every day recently, and I haven't eaten for two days!" "....." Student Li looked at Senior Brother Ouyang's fairy face and felt that if the first half of this statement was removed, it would still be quite convincing. Li Mo asked curiously: "Aren't you drawing very fast? Is the workload so heavy recently?" "It's mainly framing, running outside every day." Ouyang shook his head and said: "People can't draw things they haven't seen. I've been strolling outside these days, recording the scenery worth drawing." "Running outside every day, and not taking time to eat, aren't you hungry?" "Actually, I don't feel hungry." Ouyang also felt strange. "......" Li Mo couldn't help but imagine that scene. It's Chuseok recently. As we all know, for such a grand festival, the streets are very lively, and Qiuxi also means the gathering of lovers. The sour smell filled the streets, and Senior Brother Ouyang took to the streets like a two-thorned ape. It’s good if you don’t hold it to death. "So where's the view better?" Li Mo changed the topic to avoid delving into this issue. Although Brother Ouyang's specialty is painting cool ladies, the scenes are not bad either. "You've asked the right person."
Ouyang looked very knowledgeable and talked eloquently: "In addition to the Dragon Gate on Yulong Street, the Magpie Bridge and Zhuangyuan Tower in Yunzhou City are all very beautiful." "Brother Ouyang has good eyesight." Wu Chushu on the side nodded and smiled: "The poetry meeting at Zhuangyuan Tower and the river lanterns at Magpie Bridge are all very scenic." Bai Jinghong also rarely joined the discussion: "By the way, there will be a fireworks display later, and the entire Yunzhou City can see it." Li Mo listened to what a few people said vividly, recorded everything they said in his mind, and couldn't help but look aside. "Bingtuozi!" "Um?" Ying Bing raised her head and let the young man break into her eyes. Just as the sun was shining through the leaves, the tranquility was broken. Of course, in the eyes of outsiders, she remains as cold as ever. Li Mo didn't think so. "Then let's go to these places at night?" "good." "You haven't asked where it is yet." Li Mo laughed dumbly. The girl had already stood up and sat beside him, her hair falling to his neck. With fragrance, it tickles. "You'll find out when you get there." There was a hint of tenderness in Ying Bing's eyes, maybe she didn't even notice it herself? Ouyang: "..." Why can't he control his mouth? I can’t eat the mooncakes I just got. He suddenly understood why he wasn't hungry after running outside for two days. "..." Bai Jinghong and Wu Chushu looked at each other. Let's all have a good chat. Are you here to collect dating routes? Are you polite?