Chong Xin noticed that Yang Wu had been in a very good mood recently.
When she was taking a bath, she could be heard humming a little song in the clean room.
It's all tunes I've never heard before, but they have strange melodies and rhythms.
Her voice sounded so soft in the steamy soup room that he couldn't calm down and read.
He was inexplicably a little irritable.
It's not that I'm upset, but I can't calm down.
He's changed since she's here, he thought.
He has been cultivating under the guidance of his senior brothers and sisters since he was a child.
In the first few years, it was the senior brother in charge who personally took him and was very strict with him.
He had almost no time to play, either studying the voluminous volumes of scriptures or meditating and practicing all day long.
His body is always quiet.
His heart has always been very quiet.
The road is long, and without a heart that is quiet enough and resolute enough, how can we reach the end.
Even in the past two years, he has been tormented by the samadhi fire, but his heart has never wavered.
This is just a little tribulation on the path of cultivation, and it is the heavens that are polishing him.
Although his body was suffering and tortured, his heart was always as calm as a lake.
Yang Wu was like a drop of water falling into the surface of the lake.
Because of her, the calm surface of the lake rippled in circles.
For the first time, outside of cultivation, there was something that could make him pay attention, worthy of his stop, and let his mind be touched, and he unconsciously smiled at the corner of his mouth.
And every time her weak hand grabbed the hem of his shirt and trembled in pain, his heart was unspeakably uncomfortable.
The kind of uncomfortable dull and heavy made him feel powerless.
There was nothing she could do about the pain she had to endure.
Chong Xin lowered his eyes and put down the scroll in his hand.
Sit cross-legged, thin lips moving lightly, and silently recite the scriptures in your heart.
The avenue is invisible, giving birth to the world; The avenue is ruthless, running the sun and the moon; The avenue is nameless, and all things are nourished for a long time.
She changed to a little tune The lady is so clear, but her heart is disturbed; People's hearts are quiet, and they want to lead them.
He can always send his desires, and his heart is quiet; Clarify their hearts, and their spirits are clear; Naturally, the six desires are not born, and the three poisons are eliminated.
She's kicking the water with her feet Therefore, those who can't do it are not clear in their hearts, and their desires are not sent; Those who can be sent: look inside their hearts, and have no hearts; The appearance is its shape, and the shape is not its shape; Looking at things from afar, there is nothing in them; The three are enlightened, but they can only be seen in emptiness.
Why is she silent Chong Xin couldn't help but release his divine sense, passed through the screen, and through the cave wall, but saw Yang Wu's back slender, sitting on the edge of the pool, drawing circles with both hands regularly, massaging himself in front of him Chong Xin's divine sense was immediately retracted, but Yang Wu still noticed it.
The corners of her mouth curled slightly, and she suddenly raised her voice and said, "Daojun" Chong Xin's voice immediately sounded in his ears: "What's the matter?"
"Would you like to wash together?"
she asked.
There was silence in the cave for a moment, and her Jindan Daojun said "lightly": "No need, I have already washed it." ” Yang Wu couldn't help laughing and got out of the bath and put on his clothes.
Chong Xin was already waiting for her in the tent, his eyes swirling on her cheeks that were steamed like a hibiscus, and he didn't complain that she had been bathing for longer than once.
Although her lodging is also very convenient for bathing, it is not as good as his place after all.
She is a woman who likes to take a bath and loves cleanliness so much, thinking about it, she must like his soup pool very much, Chong Xin watched her enter the tent, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl slightly.
Yang Wu put down the tent, turned around and threw himself into Chong Xin's arms.
Let him dry her wet hair, let him give her hair.
Chong Xin was slightly annoyed.
He had actually realized that Yang Wu was trying to dominate him in the tent, testing him little by little.
What made him even more annoyed was that he couldn't refuse to be like her.
What she asked him to do, he loved to do.
Yes, he liked to hold her in his arms and use an ivory comb to comb her green strands from root to tip, letting the silky green strand run through his fingers.
He likes to smell the fragrance in her hair, and he likes to put his arms around her slender waist and let her soft body lean on him as if she had no bones.
Whenever this happens, she is always mischievous.
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The little hands in the hem of his clothes, or the red marks on his neck, always make him angry and helpless.
Just thinking that he couldn't get used to her like this, the warm little tongue of lawlessness stuck into his ears.
The feeling of numbness instantly spread throughout his body, Daojun's hand shook, and the ivory grate fell between the silk mattresses Who would have thought that Jindan's Daojun would be rectified by a mortal woman in his own tent, and it would be difficult for him to help himself.
"Wu'er" Chong Xin took two breaths, put his hand into Yang Wu's hair, and said to himself, "Don't make trouble" Yang Wu raised his head from his neck and licked his lips: "Don't you like Daojun" A smile flashed in her eyes. came again and Chong Xin was ashamed.
Three or four months ago, her attitude towards him suddenly changed. changed the initial restraint, although he still didn't talk much, it was very quiet, but it seemed that there was suddenly a little less awe, and a little more indescribable banter.
If you look at her, she will still be quiet and respectful.
But once he entered the account, he felt that the smile in her eyes was like the owner teasing a cat, and like an adult bullying a child.
Inexplicably, it made him feel ashamed and annoyed.
But I can't help her.
In this small world, they are not Daojun and mortals, just men and women.
His woman is so naughty and naughty, what can he do.
Isn't this the fabled boudoir fun?
Seeing that Yang Wu was still naughty, he had no choice but to press her on his shoulder and clamp her tightly.
Yang Wu saw that he was annoyed, so he was honest and lay on him quietly.
Her green silk curled on his chest, and he stroked it, silky as satin, and a faint body fragrance lingered around the tip of his nose.
She lay on him so softly and obediently, making his body restless, but his heart was peaceful.
There's a strange sense of satisfaction.
"Daojun," she suddenly looked up.
"Hmm" "No more trouble."
She kissed him on the lips, her eyes crooked, "Let's get down to business" In fact, no matter how noisy it is, it's not impossible.
Chong Xin Daojun let go of Yang Wu with the perseverance he had cultivated over the years.
But suddenly remembered and asked: "Wu'er" "Hmm" "Why are you so good at making trouble, where did you learn?"
he asked, with a hint of questioning in his voice.
Yang Wu smiled.
"Chong Yu Zhenren," she shook the pot without changing her face, "I saw a book in the real person's library, called Well, yes, it's called the Boudoir Sutra."
It's got a lot of interesting pictures."
Chong Xin: "" Senior Brother Chong Yu has a happy and peaceful temperament, obsessed with Dan Dao and Fu Dao, and has always been indifferent to women, but I didn't expect that there was also this kind of pillow book Why didn't he find this kind of book in his senior brother's library when he was a child, and his original pillow book was bought by chance when he secretly flew to the city outside the sect to play when the senior brother in charge was in retreat and Senior Brother Chongyu was not strict with him Chong Xin thought in a trance, and was about to get up, but was held down by her.
Yang Wu supported him and sat down directly.
His breathing cut off abruptly Outside the green silk tent, the smoke curled in the white jade beast furnace, fading and disappearing.
The cavern was eerily quiet.
After a while, Yang Wu's puzzled voice sounded: "Daojun" "Hmm" "Why don't you start yet?"
The Lord of Refining Yang Peak took a deep breath and said with difficulty, "Wait a minute" Every time, no matter what thoughts rolled in his heart, as long as he saw her moaning in pain for the samadhi fire, it all disappeared.
Chong Xin sighed and walked into the tent with her in his arms.
She had just taken a dip in the cold pool, and the heat was fading.
He sat down cross-legged and held her in his arms.
Although the heat has subsided a lot, her body is still hot.
He held her in his arms, closed his eyes, and fell into silence.
She woke up on the fourth watch.
He immediately opened his eyes and asked, "Hungry."
Yang Wu leaned softly on his shoulder, he was indeed very hungry, but he closed his eyes and said, "I want to see the stars and trees." ” He knew she loved to look at the stars.
On summer nights, she often has a rattan chair and a pot of spiritual tea, which can be watched for a long time.
When it was cold, she was not as resistant to the cold as the monks, so she rarely watched the stars at night.
But she also said to look at the trees.
The corners of his mouth curled slightly.
She loves his trees, she loves his world.
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It just so happens that there are also stars in his world that she likes.
He hugged her and got up.
When I got up, I was already in the vast grassland, under the galaxy.
His tree swayed in the starlight, and the pink petals flew like snow to her lips.
She opened her eyes, saw the galaxy, and sighed.
He looked down, bit the petal on her lip, and looked up at her.
His eyebrows are picturesque, his eyes are gentle, the corners of his mouth are smiling, and a pink petal is poking between his lips.
Yang Wu couldn't look away either.
Alas, the beauty of the world is always so deceptive, both men and women.
He gave birth to Qiongguo and brought it to her mouth.
She opened her mouth on her own, biting gently, chewing and swallowing slowly.
If there was red juice running down the corners of his lips, he lowered his head and leaned over to help her lick it clean.
Yang Wu relied on his own strength to eat a Qiongguo.
Then, he looked at him with a blank eye.
Chong Xin shook his head and said, "You can't eat too much at once." ” Yang Wu was a little disappointed.
With her mortal body, she can withstand and accommodate the Samadhi Fire because of her natural physique.
But in the past two or three months, her body has changed, but it can only be because of Qiongguo.
Chong Xin gently wiped the last bit of red fruit stains from the corners of her lips.
He knew she was aware.
Qiongguo can stabilize the dantian, broaden the meridians, and temper the body.
He releases less than fifty of them a year, each of which is expensive.
The monks valued the first two effects more, feeding Yang Wu to eat, but only the last one could work.
Her physique is indeed getting better and better, transparent and pure, except for no spiritual power, she is already close to the cultivation stage of Qi refining.
From a mortal's point of view, her physical body can almost be regarded as reborn.
It's a pity that I can't open the spiritual aperture.
Chong Xin sighed lightly.
Look up and look at the trees full of flowers.
This tree has been here since the day he opened up this little world, and the first time he saw it, he knew that it was the Qiongguo tree.
But those Qiongguo are not real Qiongguo, they were born by him.
He vaguely felt that the real Qiongguo effect should be more than that.
The real Qiongguo, can she be born as a mortal and open her spiritual aperture and cultivate?
He is the master of this world, and he can feel the slow growth of life in the Qiongguo tree.
For a true fruit to bear fruit and ripen, he was vaguely aware that it would take nearly a thousand years to do so.
Yang Wu, you can't wait.
He could only sigh with regret.
I looked down, but I found that she hadn't fallen asleep yet.
Qiongguo improved her physique, and her resistance to the fire grew.
"It's different."
She said suddenly.
She found out.
"Yes."
He said.
The stars are not arranged in the same way.
"Here," she asked, "is it outside?"
"It's not."
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He said, "This is my world.
You're the first to enter besides me. ” Yang Wu stared at him for a moment and said softly, "I won't tell others." ” She's so smart.
She discovered the benefits of Qiongguo and always wanted to come in.
She realizes that this is his secret, and confesses that she will keep her mouth shut.
Her intelligence did not threaten him, but made him feel slightly distressed.
There were too many things she was powerless, and so many things she was afraid of.
She knows when to be spoiled and naughty with him, and she knows when to bow her head submissively.
Because, she is so weak But he was also pleased with this intelligence.
Because she is intelligent, she knows how to deal with problems, how to seek situations that are beneficial to her, and do not put herself in danger.
He lowered his head and kissed her in the eye, coaxing her, "Sleep." ” But she murmured, "I can't sleep."
So he accompanied her to watch the stars go away and listen to the grass waves.
"It's space here," she said. ” He was confused: "Don't you like it?"
"I like it."
"But it's space, and it's desolate." ” "It would be nice to have mountains."
She held out her finger and pointed to the horizon that intersected the night in the distance.
"From afar, watching the shadow of the mountains can make people feel at ease."
"And the lake."
She pointed to the earth around her, "Such a beautiful tree, to be born by the lake, near the water, how beautiful" Her vague descriptions are like describing a favorite painting.
Later, I didn't know what I was reading, and I slowly fell asleep. but awakened in the shaking of the earth.
She saw the sun here for the first time.
The golden light of the morning sun spread over the earth in an instant, and the man stood in the morning light, standing with his hands in his hands.
He looked into the distance.
As he lifted his palm, the ground shook, and a dark shadow rose on the horizon.
The peaks of the mountains slowly turned with his palms, shaping beautiful and majestic shapes.
His palm rolled down and slowly swiped through.
The earth, which was not more than a foot away from her, cracked, and slowly receded into the distance.
There was another sound of rushing water.
To the ground cracks are filled, and huge crescent-shaped lakes are formed.
The fruit trees are blooming and shining near the water.
As she described.
She leaned her back against the tree and squinted her eyes to see the world turn upside down in the morning light, and to see the young man turn around and smile at her in the golden light.
"Do you like it?"
he asked.
She smiled and replied, "I like it." ” He helped her up, took her hand, and looked at the mountains, the lake, and the trees.
He looked at the smile that bloomed between her eyebrows.
If you want a mountain, I'll open it for you.
If you want a lake, I'll make it for you.
My world can change your face and turn the world upside down, just for the three words "you like".
And I, like you like.
I like you to rejoice.
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