Watching Lin Wan'er leave with her sword, Yuan Futu's eyes were still lingering, thinking how great it would be if this beauty could be his wife, so that the beautiful widow would not be jealous to death in the town she brought back to Kunlun Mountain.
With Lin Wan'er's beauty, any man would covet her, but there is a kind of man called Pang De and a kind of man called Yuan Futu.
In front of him is the girl's boudoir. For Yuan Futu, it is definitely a long-awaited private space, where the most authentic woman blooms.
Gently pushing the door open, a charming fragrance hit your nostrils. This was not a spice, but the touching and elegant body fragrance that the girl left in the boudoir.
Looking at it carefully, the boudoir was decorated in a very simple and elegant way, with bright windows, clean and tidy, and the dim candlelight flickered, adding a bit of softness to the room.
Yuan Futu walked to the bed, looked at the unsmoothed wrinkles, turned around and lay down, a fragrance surging under the soft touch.
With his eyes closed, he seemed to be able to see a voluptuous girl bathing and undressing here. She was interesting, fragrant, vivid, and fresh. Many strong feelings he had never experienced touched his heart.
Yuan Futu was immersed in this beautiful feeling. He even felt that Lin Wan'er was lying next to him, and as long as he turned his face, he could kiss her cheeks as smooth as shelled eggs and her seductive lips.
"If I have a chance, I will definitely marry her!"
At this moment, a mountain man who once only wanted to marry the pretty widow at the bottom of the mountain suddenly made a big decision.
Living in such a room and sleeping on such a soft bed was indeed a great enjoyment for Yuan Futu. Although he could not hold that breathtakingly beautiful girl in his arms, he could smell her breath and feel the feeling she left behind.
The body temperature below was enough to satisfy him.
"Hey, what is this?"
Yuan Futu turned his head and suddenly knocked the embroidered pillow askew, revealing a yellow corner under the pillow.
"It's a letter." Yuan Futu took out the letter and looked at the three characters "Lin Changqing" on the letter. He guessed that this should be sent by Lin Waner's relatives in the mortal world. Although he knew that it was a bad behavior to peek at someone's letter, he still
But he really wanted to know what secrets were behind Lin Wan'er, especially when he heard Pang De threaten Wan'er with his family's power, he was even more convinced that there must be something wrong behind this girl.
Gritting his teeth, he took out the letter and read the contents roughly.
There is very little content on the letterhead, and it is more about chatting with Lin Waner, but it can roughly tell the situation of the Lin family. Lin Changqing should be Waner's father. Yuan Futu guessed from his words that the Lin family must have encountered many people.
Big trouble. This family has served as ministers in the Dai Viet Dynasty for generations, but in recent years, its status seems to have plummeted. Although the reason is not known, it is very likely to be eradicated.
Thinking of this, Yuan Futu realized that there was so much pressure on Lin Wan'er. The mortal world must worship the imperial world, because the imperial world is full of masters who have cultivated immortality. They have the ability to shake the mortal world.
Therefore, people with high status in the courts of various countries almost all have royal backgrounds, just like Pang Taishi of Dai Viet, who did not hesitate to spend half his life to send Pang De to the sword sect.
So Lin Wan'er came here by chance, with the purpose of becoming stronger. Becoming a sword master would give her power, and then she could support her family with the reputation of Tianxuan Sword Sect.
"It's not easy for this girl. She usually looks fine, but she didn't expect that she has so many things hidden in her heart. She must have many, many secrets." Yuan Futu suddenly felt some sympathy for her and raised his hand.
Looking at his five fingers slowly closing into a fist with full power, he said solemnly: "As long as I am strong enough and strong enough to completely suppress Pang De, then I should be able to help her."
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The next day, Yuan Futu got up very early. He really didn't want to see the shady old guy at Baji Jianlu, so he got up and asked Yu Jian, an inner disciple, to take him to the Sutra Pavilion.
Along the way, he thought about some of the achievements of the past three days. It took him two days and two nights to get a glimpse of the "Earth God Art", but he finally took this step, which proved that with his talent, he could
After practicing this third-level Kung Fu book, the Master of the Twelve Swordsmen was very satisfied. Later, he spent a day practicing the Earth Thorn in the "Earth God Technique" and used it in the courtyard. The effect was pretty good.
In fact, in the final analysis, he was able to practice this third-level Kung Fu book because of the Chaos Spiritual Treasure hidden deep in the Yuanshen Sea. Every time Jian Twelve talked about it at an obscure stage, he fell silent.
The soul mark in his mind will become brighter. Just as he suddenly learned about the reincarnation eye at that time, the thoughts that emerged this time also helped him to deeply read the mystery of "The Art of the Earth God".
Since "Tui Shen Jue" is a third-level Kung Fu book, its internal mysteries and techniques are naturally quite profound. Jian Twelve said that if he could practice to the extreme level, he would definitely be able to achieve the power of moving mountains and filling seas, but he did not
I don't know that Yuan Futu's elements have reached a perfect balance, and it is impossible to only practice the earth energy method, otherwise this innate chaotic energy will only stagnate.
At this moment, the inner disciple had brought him to the Sutra Pavilion and then left.
Yuan Futu showed his elder token to the gatekeeper disciples on both sides, and walked in easily. He looked at the empty attic, looked around, and his eyes immediately focused on the wooden sign hanging not far away.
The two characters "formation" are clearly written on the sign!
The purpose of his coming to the Sutra Pavilion this time was obvious, which was to understand the formation. He must use the innate spiritual treasure within a month, and then learn the art of casting spiritual treasures from Xiaonan.
For Xiaonan, his chance of success in practicing the Tianxuan Sword Art is lower than the chance of ordinary people practicing the Tianxuan Sword Art, but coincidentally, among so many people, Yuan Futu is the one who has successfully practiced the Tianxuan Sword Art.
Walking to the tall bookshelf, Yuan Futu looked at the books displayed on it, which numbered at least one hundred and eighty volumes. He couldn't help but frown and became confused.
"Xiaodouzi has met the elder of Pagoda."
Suddenly, a young boy came over with a broom, smiling brightly and showing two rows of white teeth.
Yuan Futu had an idea and asked: "Xiaodouzi, do you know the books about formations?"
Xiaodouzi shook his head slightly and said: "I don't quite understand, Xiaodouzi doesn't know how to form, but the disciples of the Xiaojian Master often read books here and discuss them late at night. Xiaodouzi did learn some common sense from them."
Yuan Futu happily touched Xiaodouzi's round and chubby head and said: "It's great, feel free to tell me."