The mist floating on the lake was sucked away by Lin Xiaodong, and the pavilion in the center of the lake gradually emerged. In the pavilion sat a female crown, it was Yu Fengjun, but Lin Xiaodong closed his eyes and knew nothing about the exercise.
Yu Fengjun was also practicing, and suddenly noticed someone not far away. He opened his Dharma Eyes and looked through the fog, and saw that it was Lin Xiaodong. His heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and he wondered: "Why is he here?"
What are you here for?"
There was a mist in the middle of the lake. Yu Fengjun hid in it and quietly observed. When he saw Lin Xiaodong sitting down on the shore to adjust his breathing, he realized that he was also here to practice martial arts. He couldn't help but be confused and embarrassed: "How did he find this place?
Now he is blocked on the shore, how can I go back?"
A man and a woman in an empty mountain and deep valley must avoid suspicion, not to mention that the Biyue Sect has always had strict discipline. Yu Fengjun did not dare to act rashly, so he simply continued practicing, thinking: "I'll wait until he leaves before going out."
But there was a man sitting on the shore. Yu Fengjun was restless. He closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing for a while. Suddenly he found that the water in the middle of the lake was gradually drifting towards Lin Xiaodong. He couldn't help but be curious. He went over to investigate with his spiritual consciousness. He was shocked to find that Lin Xiaodong's body was shining brightly.
The golden light absorbs energy faster than her! "How is this possible?
What kind of technique is this that can increase your cultivation so quickly?"
Yu Fengjun had never seen a similar technique before. No matter how much he searched, he could only see a golden light, but could not see the roots of the luminous thing.
"No wonder this man has been practicing for more than ten years after going up the mountain for half a year. His skills are of unusual origin."
After observing the golden light behind Lin Xiaodong's head for a while, Yu Fengjun began to lose concentration and quietly looked down.
Lin Xiaodong absorbed the mist, and his whole body was wet with condensed water vapor. The Taoist robe stuck to his body, and the outline of his body was faintly visible. Yu Fengjun had never had a man since he was a child. He had never seen such a scene. He couldn't help but blush and feel feverish. He looked away and felt in his heart
Self-blame: "Bah! Shameless! Have you forgotten the teachings of your teacher?"
As soon as his mind moved, his breath was unstable, and his skills were disordered. Yu Fengjun was blaming himself when suddenly he felt cold and his skills failed. He couldn't suppress the coldness in his body and fell to the ground, shaking all over. He exclaimed in his heart: "No! This man is bad."
I cultivate!"
After saying that, his vision went dark and he fainted.
On Lin Xiaodong's side, he was practicing martial arts with great concentration. The fog on the lake was gradually absorbed. He finally noticed someone in the lake. When he opened his eyes, the fog in the center of the lake dissipated. It turned out that there was a pavilion, and there was another person in the pavilion, who fell to the ground.
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"Um?"
Lin Xiaodong frowned, and without thinking much, he jumped up, one step at a time, and stepped on the water, causing a circle of ripples. After another step, he had already arrived at the pavilion. When he took a closer look, he turned out to be Yu Fengjun.
Lin Xiaodong was startled and thought to himself: "What's wrong, the master is also practicing here. Sure enough, this good place has been owned for a long time. I didn't expect it!"
Yu Fengjun had fainted and huddled up. Lin Xiaodong squatted down and shook her shoulders: "Master?"
When there was no response, Lin Xiaodong tried to breathe again, which was extremely weak. He quickly grabbed his wrist to explore. Yu Fengjun's wrist was as white as jade, but cold to the bone.
After a brief investigation, Lin Xiaodong found out that her breath was disordered, cold air invaded her body, and her skills were stagnant. It was obvious that her practice had gone awry. She thought to herself: "The cold air must be sucked out, otherwise she will freeze to death."
So he decisively lifted up the plum jade talisman, hung it in front of Yu Fengjun, and released a white light.
Yu Fengjun's skin, nose, and mouth began to ooze water droplets, which were gradually sucked away by the plum-folding jade talisman.
After a while, Yu Fengjun's face gradually turned red, and his breathing gradually became steady and relaxed.
Opening his eyes in a daze, his mind still not clear, Yu Fengjun saw that it was Lin Xiaodong, and couldn't help but scolded: "It's all your fault! Men are really not good things!"
Lin Xiaodong was scolded and was confused: "Master, where do we start talking about this?"
Yu Fengjun gradually came back to his senses, and then realized that his head was resting on Lin Xiaodong's hand. He couldn't help but feel his ears burning. He hurriedly put his elbows on the ground and struggled to sit up.
Lin Xiaodong cupped his hands and bowed his head: "The lake is filled with mist. The students didn't know that the master was here. I accidentally disturbed them. I hope you'll forgive me."
Yu Fengjun squinted his eyes, looking at Lin Xiaodong from head to toe, pursed his lips and said: "That's all, you save my life.
This is where I practice my martial arts, and it is covered with fog on weekdays. I don’t blame you if you don’t know there are people in the lake.”
Lin Xiaodong finally felt relieved and asked, "How could the leader suddenly break his skills?"
When asked this question, Yu Fengjun froze for a moment, her face turned red, and she thought to herself, "Can I tell you, am I distracted because I peeked at you?"
"Our Kung Fu method emphasizes having fewer desires and guarding the mind. If you are not careful, your Kung Fu will be broken."
Yu Fengjun replied with a straight face.
Lin Xiaodong nodded and said: "In this way, the Yiyue Sect's Kung Fu is quite dangerous to practice. In the future, the leader should arrange for people to protect the Dharma when practicing Kung Fu."
Yu Fengjun smiled slightly and thought: "Even if I didn't use it before, I will have to use it in the future."
"I just saw you practicing and absorbing water energy much faster than others. Isn't your cultivation growing particularly fast?"
Lin Xiaodong nodded: "To be honest with the leader, it is indeed the case."
Yu Fengjun was very envious and nodded: "Such a wonderful method is a once-in-a-lifetime experience. You must cherish it."
"Thank you teacher for your teaching."
Yu Fengjun closed his eyes: "Go ahead, you are not allowed to come back to this lake again."
"yes."
Lin Xiaodong said goodbye.
Yu Fengjun looked at Lin Xiaodong's back and sighed softly: "It's over. A hundred years of guarding one's heart has been destroyed in one day!"
He closed his eyes again and checked himself. This time he failed and destroyed ten years of cultivation. He couldn't help but smiled bitterly and shook his head: "You are really my enemy..." Lin Xiaodong left the lake, winked and made faces, thinking: "I have to come down.
If you have to come down, you will bump into the leader. How embarrassing?
Fortunately, I found out early. If there was something wrong with the leader, I might not be able to get rid of it! I'd better go back to the room honestly!"
Back on the mountain, Lin Xiaodong found that the door of his room was closed and he was motionless.
Yu Fengjun was still on the lake. When he closed his eyes, the image of Lin Xiaodong's clothes getting wet appeared in his mind, as well as the warm feeling of his palm on his pillow. He couldn't help but throb in his heart. A hundred years of Ding Gong were ruined in one day.
As she said, it doesn't matter if you lose ten years of your Taoism, but if you keep your mind for a hundred years and have a pure and austere state of mind, it will be difficult to get it back.
Unknowingly, the sun was setting in the west, and it was almost dark. Yu Fengjun sat there all afternoon, unable to fall into meditation. Looking back at the setting sun over the mountains, he couldn't help but sigh, and got up to go back to the mountain.
When she returned to the mountain, all the disciples greeted her one after another. Yu Fengjun had no expression on her face and did not mention what had just happened. She blamed herself in her heart: "I usually tell these young girls to guard their hearts, but finally a man came to the mountain. I...
The one hundred and twenty-year-old old woman was moved first."