The top of the Sword Tower.
On the top of the Sword Tower, there is still the wonderful scenery formed around the strange stone. At first glance, there is no change, but if you look closely, you can still notice some differences.
For example, there are more fish swimming in the spring, and the trees are more lush....
Li Mo had just finished copying three copies of strange stones, and without exception, each one was a little off.
So he stood on the top of the sword tower and looked into the distance.
"That's the sword pond..."
As soon as Li Mo saw the huge circular square, the image of Bingtuozi standing on a high platform, pointing and pointing with a ruler popped up in his mind.
Bingtuozi always has the aura of someone who has grasped the truth.
Student Li could even imagine what she was talking about.
What needs to be demonstrated? What kind of look do you have when you see a dull disciple?
"Wait, why did the footage from last night pop up?"
"No, why does she keep popping up?"
Li Mo couldn't help but mutter in his heart, he should now concentrate on copying the strange stone...
"What are you looking at?"
The person who spoke was Wei Zhaoliu.
She was still wearing the pair of glasses made of round crystals from the North Sea. Her face was not very clear and her hair was much shorter than before. Judging from her breath, she must have just gone to observe the strange rocks again.
"Look at Fairy Han."
Li Mo said with his eyes still on the sword pool.
"Hmm? Can you see it?"
Wei Zhaoliu's eyes widened, thinking that this Young Master Li's eyesight was truly terrifying, and then he nodded and said:
"Oh, you are talking about Ying Bing? I went to listen to her sermon and she was so awesome. It's ridiculous that I wanted to compare myself with her before..."
Li Mo asked: "Why is your hair so short?"
"Just, every time I listened to her sermon, I felt that my swordsmanship had improved, and then I came back to try to erase the hammer marks."
"Then what?"
"I failed every time, so in order to remind myself of the lesson, I cut off one of my fingers to show my determination."
"...it does look like it's gotten a bit stronger."
Li Mo suddenly felt guilty.
But Bingtuozi also has to bear half of the blame. If it weren't for her, Wei Zhaoliu wouldn't always feel that he was capable enough.
It is better to finish copying the strange stone as soon as possible.
Then we won’t see the day when Wei Zhaoliu becomes bald.
"Why does he always paint strange rocks?"
Wei Zhaoliu was puzzled. Could this be a new way of practicing?
Making a God-viewing picture?
Some seniors in Jiancheng had this idea before, but it was never realized. The reason was that the stone itself did not seem to be useful for viewing, but the sword marks on it could be used.
But few people are qualified to bear the divine will of the sword mark...
Li Mo sat down in front of the strange rock.
The pen, ink, paper and inkstone were taken out. The ink was ground by Bingtuozi while he was drinking tea in the morning.
There were originally quite a lot of Qingmai Jade Paper in stock, but now only five sheets are left.
Student Li cheered up. Jiancheng allowed him to comprehend the strange stone, but he could not take it away.
Before leaving Yunzhou, I must draw it...
"This stone should be more than just a stone."
Student Xiao Li muttered to himself.
.....
Sword Pond.
In the past, when sword masters came to Yunzhou to preach, there was no intermission. Since Ying Bing came, this rule has been changed.
What she talked about was very simple, but it took time to comprehend and ponder.
Otherwise, other people may not understand what you are saying.
Each rest lasts for about half an hour, which is neither long nor short.
Ying Bing held Tianshuang in his arms, standing on the high platform of the sword pool. He simply made a pot of tea and closed his eyes to rest.
When people are quiet, they tend to think more.
That's why I closed my eyes, and my thoughts drifted back to last night, to the box with the hazy moon and floating candlelight... The feeling is lingering, and the more I try to forget it, the more real it becomes.
Even the warmth of his palms seemed to remain...
Some of the smarter disciples below had a gleam of wisdom in their eyes.
"Did Fairy Ying gain some new insights?"
"Hiss... She mastered the unique sword skills in the blink of an eye! It's very possible!"
"I wonder what kind of profound sword art she is thinking about..."
The disciples looked at each other, but did not dare to speak too loudly.
Afraid of disturbing Ying Bing's 'enlightenment'.
Ying Bing: “….”
No, I can't think about it anymore.
She took out the tea set and planned to make some tea to divert her attention, but her eyes suddenly paused.
Is this her tea table?
The tea set on the table was given by Li Mo not long ago. It looks simple, but is actually made of very precious materials. It's a pity that there is only one cup.
He took the only teacup this morning and drank from it.
He gave the tea leaves casually, he hammered the tea table, and he made the snacks for drinking tea.
besides......
Gurgle...the water used to wash tea was poured onto the big-headed doll next to it.
Um....
Anyway, this Sumeru object was very sturdy, so it became her tea pet.
Even the tea pet is a Q version of Li Mo's big-headed doll!
"When...his shadow was everywhere around her?"
“Really…”
Ying Bing pursed her lips and gently poked the big-headed doll's forehead with a finger, causing it to shake.
Then his eyes moved slightly, and he picked up another piece of tea and stuck it on the philtrum of the Q version of Li Mo.
Last time I posted a note among others, he seemed very unconvinced….
"Miss Ying..."
"Miss Ying?"
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