Twelve days later, Li Muchan gave up helplessly, knowing that she was deliberately hiding from him and could not be found.

He went to Kuangfeng Gorge, Taihua Hall, and Songjiazhuang. He searched all the places he knew, but still no one was there.

He knew that his efforts were in vain, so he decided to leave and wait until he came back next time to make a surprise attack next time so that she could not hide.

The two people left the Song Mansion and headed east. Their bodies were like lightning and floating like immortals. There was no need to worry about shocking the world. Because the speed was too fast, ordinary people couldn't see them. They only saw two groups of shadows passing by in a flash. They often thought they were...

Dazzling, not too surprising.

From early morning until the lanterns came on, the two of them had an endless supply of internal energy and no need to worry about it. However, their bodies were not made of iron after all, and they still had to rest in the evening.

Although Feng Mingxue had practiced the Jade Returning Sutra, cut off the hair and washed the marrow, and her physique was far better than ordinary people, after all, women were inherently weak, so he still took it into consideration.

The two stopped in a woods and found a pile of wood to light a bonfire. The bonfire was blazing, making her face white and rosy, like a white jade finger with a layer of rouge.

The two sat across from each other, a bonfire was roaring, and two deer deer were roasted on it. The oil fell on the bonfire, and the bonfire danced, emitting an attractive aroma.

Li Muchan was staring at the bonfire in trance, while Feng Mingxue was responsible for turning the deer. Silence surrounded the two of them, and the sizzling sound of oil falling on the bonfire was particularly clear.

Feng Mingxue stared at Zhangzi for a while, then looked up at Li Muchan opposite, pursed her lips and smiled: "Are you still thinking about Miss Song?"

Li Muchan raised his head, and her eyes were full of water, like clear springs.

"Alas..." Li Muchan shook his head and smiled bitterly: "She was offended this time."

Feng Mingxue pursed her lips and smiled: "Miss Song is very beautiful, no wonder you like her."

Li Muchan shook his head. He liked Song Shuhua not only because of her beauty, but also because of many factors. It was also a coincidence, what the Buddhists call fate.

He has read a lot of people, and he has a thorough understanding of the sinister and gloomy nature of people's hearts. He doesn't pay much attention to appearance, and there are too many women who are beautiful on the outside but evil on the inside. He is rarely tempted now, maybe because there are too many women.

He was grateful to Song Shuhua at first, then pityed her, and later her pity led to love. She looked arrogant and cold on the outside, but in her heart she was a gentle and kind girl, but her temper was not very good.

Feng Mingxue said: "You shouldn't set off in a hurry, you should find her. Coax her before leaving. Aren't you afraid of any twists and turns when you leave like this?"

Li Muchan smiled and said, "What twists and turns?"

"It's like falling in love with someone else." Feng Mingxue pursed her lips and smiled: "Although Miss Song doesn't look like this kind of person, it's hard to explain feelings clearly, and sometimes you can't help yourself."

Li Muchan shook his head and said with a smile: "Senior sister, are you so proficient in the relationship between men and women?"

Feng Mingxue rolled her eyes at him: "What nonsense are you talking about!... I heard what Bi Luo and the others said."

Li Muchan smiled and said: "Emotional matters are like drinking water. You know whether it is hot or cold. She will be fine after being angry for a while."

"Is it because of me?" Feng Mingxue said.

Li Muchan nodded: "Yes, senior sister, you are so beautiful that she feels uneasy."

"Didn't you explain it to her?" Feng Mingxue asked.

Li Muchan shook his head and sighed: "The more you explain, the more you show a guilty conscience. It's useless. You're stuck in this kind of thing, and no one else can help."

Feng Mingxue sighed: "She is so worried!"

Li Muchan glanced at her, then lowered his head to watch the bonfire dance. He vaguely felt that the bonfire contained a mysterious truth, but it was difficult to understand. There was always an invisible layer blocking it, making it impossible to truly touch it.

He understood that what Feng Mingxue said was true. After practicing the Jade Returning Sutra, he had a strong spirit, was sensitive to mood fluctuations, and had strong control. Once he made up his mind not to get involved in love affairs, he would suppress the slightest fluctuation and kill it.

It's hard to get emotional when it's just budding.

It seems untrustworthy to outsiders. If you don't want to be emotional, you won't be emotional. That's not called emotion. There is no reason to talk about emotion.

The two of them were silent, the moonlight was like water. The bonfire danced, reflecting the uncertainty on their faces.

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Five days later, they set foot on a small island in the east, called Poseidon Island, because a Poseidon festival is held every year and there is a Poseidon Temple.

The two are planning to buy a boat here to go to Phoenix Island. This Poseidon Island is exactly opposite the Twelve Islands, very far apart.

Poseidon Island was bustling with activity. When the two of them arrived at the only inn, they were told that there were no rooms because the Poseidon Festival would be held in two days. People around them came here to join in the fun and the inn had already been packed.

The owner of the inn was very polite and enthusiastic. He introduced them to a family where they could rent for a few days and the price was cheaper than the inn.

The two agreed. This is a family of four, a husband and wife, an old woman, and a boy of fifteen or sixteen years old. They are three generations living under the same roof.

However, they only had one private room, so they hesitated for a while and agreed. They didn't have to lie down. Meditating and adjusting the breath was better than sleeping.

This family was very polite and enthusiastic. They cooked several delicious dishes for the two of them and treated them as a young couple. Li Muchan and Feng Mingxue did not explain much.

The night was coming, and the surroundings were quiet. Li Muchan, Feng Mingxue, and their whole family were sitting together to eat. Originally, only the man of the house was with him, and women and children were not allowed to sit at the table. Later, Li Muchan strongly advocated, and they sat down together. There were six people at the table.

lively.

Meng Da, the man in charge of the house, stood up, raised the bowl with both hands, and said with a smile: "Come on, I'll give you a bowl to Mr. Li. He's always a big bastard, he can't say anything, and he's all in the wine!"

Li Muchan raised the bowl and said with a smile: "Brother Meng, you're welcome, okay, let's do it!"

The two bowls collided, and then the two of them drank it all in one gulp, laughing. The fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy looked on with his lips licking his lips, and he was so greedy that he almost drooled.

Li Muchan chuckled and said, "Little brother, would you like a bowl too?"

Although he thinks the other person is a child, he is actually not young at fifteen or sixteen years old. However, he is short and thin and does not look like a young man, he is still a child.

"The fourth child is not good enough. He is too weak to drink." Meng Da shook his head.

Meng Xiaosi hurriedly said: "Dad, I can drink!"

He is thin and weak, but his big eyes are smart and bright. You can tell at a glance that he is a smart man. However, his body is too weak, which is not suitable for people who make a living by fishing.

Meng Dadao: "Okay, Mr. Li is here today, you just have a drink."

Meng Xiaosi hurriedly said: "Mom, give me a bowl!"

Mrs. Meng shook her head and reluctantly went to get a bowl. She was a quiet and graceful woman with average appearance and excellent craftsmanship.

Aunt Meng looked on with a smile. She had silver hair and a thin figure. She was smart and capable at first glance, and she was a powerful character.

"Come on, let me pour it for you little brother." Li Muchan smiled and poured a bowl of wine for Meng Xiaosi.

The two jars of wine were good ones that Li Muchan bought from outside. The aroma was so fragrant that it was no wonder that Meng Xiaosi was greedy. The aroma was really alluring.

Meng Xiaosi held the bowl with both hands and drank it all in one gulp, with a trace of rosiness on his brown face.

Li Muchan turned around and said with a smile: "Senior sister, what do you think this little guy's disease is?"

Feng Mingxue said: "Did you hurt the liver meridian?"

Li Muchan nodded and said with a smile: "It seems that it is the root cause of the disease since childhood."

"Hey, Mr. Li and Mrs. Li still know medical skills?" Meng Da was overjoyed immediately. His eyes widened: "Can Xiaosi's disease still be cured?"

Li Muchan said: "Senior sister, what do you think?"

"You can practice some breathing and breathing skills." Feng Mingxue pondered and said slowly: "If you practice well, it will take about two or three years."

"Xiao Si, hurry up and become your disciple!" Meng Da slapped Meng Xiaosi on the back of the head and shouted loudly.

Meng Xiaosi hesitated for a moment, rolled his eyes, and said with a smile: "Dad, who should I take as my teacher?"

Li Muchan smiled and waved his hand: "There is no need to become a master, we don't want to accept a disciple. A little superficial breathing skills will count as our fate."

"How is this appropriate?" Meng Dacheng said hurriedly.

In this world, the status of warriors is extremely high, and mental skills are even more important. It is extremely difficult for ordinary people to obtain martial arts mental skills.

Li Muchan smiled and said: "It seems we are destined, senior sister, please pass it on to him."

Feng Mingxue nodded and waved.

Meng Xiaosi came over obediently. Feng Mingxue's clothes were as white as snow. She was as cold and cold as a white jade lotus, which made people look at her from a distance but not get close. Even if she sat in front of her, it felt like she was sitting on a cloud.

Meng Xiaosi admired her and was close to her. He felt like a fairy in the clouds. He had never seen such a beautiful woman. He was envious and jealous of Li Muchan, the fairy's husband.

When he came to Feng Mingxue and smelled her faint fragrance, Meng Xiaosi's scorched face suddenly turned red. He was shy and nervous and couldn't breathe.

He lowered his head, not daring to meet her clear eyes.

Feng Mingxue said: "This breathing technique is very simple. You should do it once every morning and evening for half an hour. You don't need to practice it more. You can't practice it when it's thundering or raining."

"Yes." Meng Xiaosi lowered his eyebrows and looked down.

Feng Mingxue stretched out her left hand and gently touched the center of Meng Xiaosi's eyebrows with her green-white index finger. His eyes suddenly closed and his eyeballs kept rolling.

Feng Mingxue stopped after a moment and ignored Meng Xiaosi.

Meng Xiaosi slowly opened his eyes, his confusion slowly disappeared, and he bowed deeply: "Thank you, Master!"

Feng Mingxue said calmly: "You are not my disciple, so you don't need to call me master. If you practice well, you will be cured and strong in half a year."

"Yes!" Meng Xiaosi agreed excitedly.

He already has a figure in his mind, sitting and practicing. There is a red line on his body. The red line moves slowly. He knows how to do it. Feng Mingxue has just carried it for him several times and injected an internal force. As long as he practices according to the law,

Will get started soon.

Li Muchan smiled and said: "Brother Meng, let's drink!"

Meng Da hurriedly picked up the bowl, grinning from ear to ear: "Haha, good, drink, I really don't know how to thank Mr. Li, Mrs. Li!"

Mrs. Li said: "We have seen many doctors, but they all said that they can't be cured. If you want to cure it, you have to practice martial arts. Unfortunately, we don't have the ability to become a disciple."

Li Muchan smiled and said: "Xiao Si is a smart boy and will be promising in the future."
To be continued...