Free Web NovelIn the Mist Flower Undying Spring, the fragrance of earth vein spiritual milk rose with the water vapor.
Any spiritual liquid or Medicinal Pill added to this hot spring could be absorbed more efficiently.
And it was also very comfortable.
"Hmm?"
Shang Wu, who was immersed in her bath, slightly opened her apricot eyes and pondered, "There used to be."
"Used to?"
"In the past, there were dozens of jade sculptures on Qunyu Peak, all of which were God-Observing Pictures."
Shang Wu lazily tugged at her bath robe, seemingly finding it a bit tight.
Li Mo suddenly understood.
No wonder Qunyu Peak was called by that name; it was quite fitting.
He had been curious before, as each peak of Qingyuan Sect had its own responsibilities and characteristics, but Qunyu Peak was bare and had nothing.
Wait.
It seemed to be bare even now.
"Where are those jade sculptures?"
Xiao Li guessed that perhaps his beautiful Master had run out of money for wine and sold them to buy more.
It sounded absurd, but coming from his Master, it seemed quite reasonable...
"Oh, one day, I just, got too drunk."
Shang Wu leaned her head back and recalled:
"Then, as soon as I returned to the peak, I ran into those jade sculptures..." freewёbnoνel.com
Listening to his Master's detailed account, Xiao Li finally understood what had happened.
That day, Shang Wu was so thoroughly drunk that she probably saw double.
Then she encountered those jade sculptures.
As everyone knew, a God-Observing Picture or a God-Observing statue emphasized both Divine Form and Yi Soul, being lifelike and allowing people to experience the charm within as if they were there; naturally, the more realistic, the better.
And then Shang Wu really took it seriously.
Even Wu Song dared to fight a tiger after drinking; who was she, Shang Wu?
Believing that the Sect was under attack by powerful enemies, she pulled out a tree and attacked, drunkenly fighting a group of fierce foes.
Only after waking up did she discover that all the God-Observing statues, which had been passed down from Qunyu Peak, were shattered into pieces.
Li Mo: "..."
Well, then.
I wondered why Qunyu Peak was so dilapidated; turns out you dismantled your own home.
He couldn't help but recall that other peaks had a rather strange sign erected below them.
"Drunkards are forbidden from entering the peak."
He had wondered at the time what kind of strange rule that was.
Turns out it was custom-made.
"Baby Disciple."
Shang Wu suddenly called him.
Li Mo subconsciously looked over, only to see his beautiful Master's apricot eyes curved into crescent moons, her eyebrows gently twitching twice.
A clear hint.
She remembered her Disciple saying that drinking while soaking in a hot spring was a wonderful thing.
"Ahem, Master, from a medical perspective, drinking while soaking in a hot spring is actually not good for your health."
"My health is excellent; if you don't believe me, you can fight me."
"...I forgot to bring wine."
"A great man doesn't go back on his word."
Splash—
Shang Wu's pretty face wrinkled, and she crossed her arms, turning her back.
Her Disciple didn't keep his word and didn't listen to his Master.
She was angry.
Li Mo: "..."
Normally, he always kept his word.
Mainly because he had just heard the story of the jade sculptures.
Now they were bathing together, and what if Shang Wu got too drunk and mistook him for a peeping tom, giving him a few punches? What then?
Who could handle that?
Seeing that this tactic didn't work, Shang Wu held her forehead, frowning:
"Tsk, I was going to tell my Disciple about how to break through the Mystic Core and enter the Guan Shen Realm."
"Why can't I remember what I was going to say all of a sudden?"
"My head hurts, I must be sick~"
Master's three-pronged attack.
Hinting, feigning ignorance, and military deterrence.
Xiao Li's mouth twitched as he watched his Master, who could effortlessly uproot a willow tree, feign weakness.
Sighing, Li Mo set out a floating tray and placed a pot of wine on it.
"Master, just this much..."
Before he finished speaking.
The floating tray disappeared, pulled by an inexplicable force towards Shang Wu.
She happily rested her arm on the edge of the pool, propped her chin with one hand, and poured a cup.
"What kind of wine is this? It smells quite good."
"Crimson Ganoderma Wine."
Li Mo watched helplessly as his Master raised the cup and drank it all, her apricot eyes narrowing, filled with happiness and satisfaction.
"Master, can we talk about Martial Artist matters now?"
"Hmph hmph, actually, Guan Shen is the transformation and perfection of one's Yi Soul."
Shang Wu sniffed the wine in her cup, her lips slightly curled:
"Just like innate bone structure, some people have broad backs and strong waists, some are born with Divine Power; their Physical Body is stronger than ordinary people."
"And observing form and Yi is a way to temper the Yi Soul and spirit."
"Similar to Acquired changing one's innate bone structure?"
Li Mo realized.
Innate bone structure could also be transformed through rare treasures, or through years of arduous training, leading to a complete metamorphosis.
"Hmm, there are some similarities between the two."
Shang Wu nodded.
She roughly explained the methods and fundamentals of tempering the spirit.
Li Mo gained a clear understanding.
For example, prolonged practice of Penetrating Back Fist would, imperceptibly, cause one's posture to lean towards the 'ape-arm' direction.
If the Martial Artist practiced a high-Rank Martial Artist art, the tempered innate bone structure would also be better.
Of course, it was also possible that one's physical foundation was poor, and they would injure themselves during the tempering process.
Guan Shen was the same.
"To possess a good God-Observing Picture, one must also have the talent to bear it."
"What suits oneself is the best."
"For example, old man Shangguan, he only observed the form of a sparrow, which is a lower form, yet he extended it into an upper form, approaching the extreme form."
Shang Wu felt a bit parched from talking and took another sip of Crimson Ganoderma Wine.
"Then how does one find a suitable form to observe?"
Li Mo guessed that his Master was about to fall asleep and quickly asked.
"You can go to... Ruyi Peak... Zzzzz..."
Shang Wu floated on the water.
"..."
Falling asleep while talking, Master, you really are something.
By the way, Inner Scenery Martial Artists shouldn't get swollen from soaking, right?
Withdrawing his gaze, Li Mo rose from the hot spring.
"Ruyi Peak... It seems I should go there tomorrow."
Upstairs in the pavilion.
Ying Bing watched him emerge from the rockery.
Seeing him in good spirits, she couldn't help but feel a little curious.
Was soaking in a hot spring really that comfortable?
Changing her mind.
If the loser's punishment was a mere formality, then why should she deliberately avoid it?
"We'll talk about it later."
Ying Bing shook her head slightly.
Tomorrow, she was to enter the Main Peak Ancestral Hall, and what she needed to do now was to adjust her state to the best possible.
Based on her experience in her previous life, and the subtle information Shangguan Wencang had revealed, she already knew.
Within the Main Peak Ancestral Hall, it was highly likely that the Great Dao Divine Form was hidden.
"Taiyin Divine Form plus Phoenix Divine Form."
"My Guan Shen Realm will be much stronger than in my previous life."
Ying Bing knelt under the moonlight, bathed in the pure, clear radiance, like the most exquisite jade sculpture in the world.
The Mystic Core slowly rotated within her body, seemingly forming some connection with the moon in the sky.
.....
The next day.
The sky was overcast, looking as if night was falling early in the morning, with none of the three suns visible.
The dark clouds were thick, as if brewing a torrential downpour.
On the Sect's bluestone path, a young man's white robe fluttered gently, his face handsome and gentle; if one said he was a gentleman from Ruyi Peak studying Saint classics, no one would probably object.
Uh... Ouyang might.
After asking for directions, Li Mo didn't take long to find a house nestled in a bamboo forest.
To his surprise, Ouyang's courtyard was bustling with activity.
Disciples from various peaks were present, forming a long queue.
He even saw a familiar figure.
"Brother Li, are you also here to buy Senior Brother Ouyang's great work?"
Murong Xiao's face lit up with a smile upon seeing him.
His smile was a bit foolish, giving off a sense of great wisdom appearing as folly.
"Something like that."
Li Mo nodded.
The Dao of painting was one of Ruyi Peak's proudest skills, its status comparable to Shenbing Peak's forging or Dan Ding Peak's Alchemy Dao.
True Masters of painting could perfectly reproduce God-Observing Pictures.
Everyone hoped for better quality Medicinal Pills and weapons, and the demand for God-Observing Pictures was the same.
A good God-Observing Picture was priceless.
However, ✧ NоvеIight ✧ (Original source) he wasn't there to buy paintings, as he didn't even know what he was suitable for observing.
"So many people."
Murong Xiao looked into the distance.
"Indeed, it seems we won't be able to see Senior Brother Ouyang anytime soon."
Li Mo couldn't help but sigh with emotion.
Our Qingyuan Sect is truly flourishing.
So many fellow Disciples, all so diligent and eager to learn, progressing towards the Guan Shen Realm.
"Two True Disciples, are you also here to buy paintings?"
At this moment, an Inner Sect Disciple suddenly approached them.
He said mysteriously:
"This Junior Brother, though untalented, started queuing very early and has already obtained Senior Brother Ouyang's latest work. I wonder if the two Senior Brothers are interested? As for the price... it's just a little bit more expensive."
"This Junior Brother queued for so long, so I'd like to collect some hard-earned money."
"Hmm?"
Li Mo was puzzled.
Why did that tone sound like a scalper?
But the God-Observing Yi Soul pictures weren't universal, so what was the point of scalping?
"Two Senior Brothers, absolutely realistic! You know Senior Brother Ouyang's skill."
The Inner Sect Disciple coaxed.
"Uh, give it to me."
Li Mo wasn't short on money, so he readily paid, and the Inner Sect Disciple beamed with joy, handing over a picture album.
Upon seeing the cover, Xiao Li felt a bad premonition. freewebnoveℓ.com
He opened it and, sure enough.
His mouth twitched.
Well, then...
So this was what 'realistic' meant?
"So everyone's queuing up early in the morning to buy the Imperial Uncle's stuff, huh!"
Thud—
Xiao Li angrily threw the picture album to the ground.
