He truly repented and would never flirt with Cong Mo again!
"But... I read in a book that physical contact between men and women is forbidden," Cong Mo said. "Now that we're holding hands, we're touching."
When talking about this, Leng Can's mouth twitched. He remembered that night when they were kissing each other, why didn't he think about the intimacy between men and women?
"Then I won't hold your hand." Leng Can pulled her hand away with a hint of anger. "But you need to remember that we are close friends, okay?"
Cong Mo nodded, then shook his head. "I think this needs further investigation. There seem to be...many loopholes in your words, but I can't figure it out or explain it clearly."
Cong Mo only had a vague understanding of the confidant that Leng Can had just mentioned.
His words were vague, and what he told her was one-sided and simple, and she couldn't explain it no matter how hard she tried. She didn't fully understand the meaning. Even though she had confirmed that the relationship between the two was deeper than what she had with someone else, she still needed to go out and conduct further investigation, and couldn't jump to conclusions.
"It's just you and me here. If you want to know the details, it will take two months. So..." Leng Can blinked and waved his hand in front of her, interrupting her thoughts. "Trust me for these two months. How about we be close friends for two months?"
"This..." Cong Mo lowered his eyes, hesitated, and did not answer. How could a confidant have a limited time? If there was a limited time, could this confidant still be considered a confidant?
Leng Can suddenly became unhappy. According to the past, Cong Mo would always agree to his request immediately without any hesitation or doubt. He turned to the side, sulking to himself, stood up, and walked towards the smaller light opening. "Practice in seclusion. I won't disturb you anymore."
"Yeah." Cong Mo watched him leave, thinking about the question she hadn't answered yet. Just as she was about to call him back, her hand stopped mid-air. Then she thought again, Leng Can's willingness to practice martial arts wasn't a bad thing, so how could she bother him? So she nodded and said solemnly, "Don't disturb each other."
Leng Can almost cursed out loud, "Alright! Let's not disturb each other..."
Leng Can always spoke in a sarcastic way, which was different from what he meant in his heart. Cong Mo, on the other hand, listened to the sarcastic words and believed whatever Leng Can said.
Cong Mo sat down under the light, crossed her legs and meditated, closed her eyes, concentrated her mental strength, and her heart became calm and peaceful, as if she was in an empty space. Everything around her perished, disaster came, and disappeared with the wind. She was the only one left in the world, and she had nothing to fear.
The spiritual power from the eyebrows flows slowly, overflows and floats upward, connecting with the source of spiritual power released at the light mouth. The natural spiritual power from the light mouth enters inward and penetrates from the eyebrows. The spiritual power from the mountains instantly penetrates the body, and then flows slowly with the mental power, blending with the spiritual power in the body.
Cong Mo has entered the stage of spiritual power enhancement and cultivation. She is wrapped and illuminated by spiritual light, surrounding her like a fairy who has descended to the earth, promising equality to all living beings.
Leng Can's intention to avoid talking to her was dashed, and he almost drooled as he looked at her.
"Slurp..." Leng Can wiped his mouth, sat under Guang's mouth, and looked at her for a long time before he followed her example and meditated with his eyes closed, gathering the so-called extremely rare mental power, and a little of the mental power overflowed from his eyebrows.
But after waiting for a long time, he was so sleepy that he was about to fall down, and he did not feel the spiritual power entering his body.
"I'm afraid this isn't a bad thing." Leng Can looked up at the light hole, only to see the azure sky, a few soft white clouds, and a swiftly falling...
…thunder.
"Oh my god... Ouch..." Leng Can quickly kicked up and flew forward. With a "bang", he fell to the ground with his limbs spread out. A cloud of dust flew into his face, choking him and making him cough. "Cough cough..."
The thunder behind him struck down mercilessly, and with the sound of thunder, it flashed onto the cushion he had just sat on, leaving a deep burn mark.
He looked at the mark and suddenly felt scared. If he had been a little later, he would have been split in half.
Just because he cursed the sky
"What's wrong?" Cong Mo was naturally startled. He slowly retracted his spiritual power, stopped practicing, quickly came to his side, and stood up by holding his arm.
Leng Can curled his lips, feeling extremely aggrieved, forgetting that he was angry with her just now. He pointed to the mark on the cushion and showed it to her, "Just because I asked if he was broken, he sent a thunderbolt to punish me."
As if in response to his words, Yu Guangkou sent down another bolt of lightning, striking the cushion.
Leng Can was so scared that he grabbed the corner of Cong Mo's clothes and hid behind her, pointing at Guangkou, "I'm not going to scold you, why are you so stingy? No, no, it's me who is stingy, I am stingy too."
Cong Mo patted the back of his hand comfortingly. "Everything has its own spirit. He must have misunderstood him, which is why he has such a temper."
"I, I..." Leng Can lowered his head, feeling guilty. The biggest fault for his spiritual power not being able to absorb the spiritual power of heaven and earth was his carelessness and lack of concentration. It really had nothing to do with heaven and earth. He was very clear about this, but he was just complaining casually. How could heaven and earth take it so seriously?
"Have the courage to admit your mistakes and you will be forgiven. Don't hide them; they will only make you more disgusted."
"I apologized to him. It was my fault!" Leng Can pulled Cong Mo and apologized reluctantly. "It was me who wasn't focused on this. It has nothing to do with you. I blamed you because... I wasn't interested in cultivation and was looking for another excuse."
After he apologized, the two of them waited for a while. When there was no more lightning strike, Cong Mo pushed Leng Can back to sit, "Focus on cultivation."
"So..." Leng Can half-knelt on the cushion, and when Cong Mo turned around, he hooked her palm, rubbing his index finger up and down on her palm. With the other hand, he held her wrist and reached his fingers into her sleeve to rub it a little.
Leng Can raised his eyes, his beautiful, radiant pupils swiveling around, revealing a clever spirit. His light-colored freckles blinked, like a lost deer in the forest seeking help from her. His lips were wet as he opened and closed, "Sister, do you need me to warm you up..."
A sentence is said in a melodious and graceful rising tone, with an alluring ending note.
hey-hey…
Leng Can smirked in his heart, taking advantage of her pity to seduce her. Who else could have such a quick-thinking and wise mind as his?
But Cong Mo just pulled his hand back, raised his other arm, and put his hand on his face to caress it. Leng Can took the opportunity to rub his palm, seeking comfort like a puppy, "Sister, my body is very beautiful, you will like it very much... If you are willing to get close to me, I will naturally not dare to object and am willing to serve you."
Cong Mo tilted his head, as if thinking about the meaning of his words. The next second, he raised his fingers and pinched his cheek, "No."
"Oh my..." Cong Mo was very strong, and his grip was even stronger than that of an average person. He pinched Leng Can so hard that he cried out. The humble look he had just put on disappeared in an instant. "Let go, it hurts, it hurts, ouch... Cong Mo, you bastard, you bullied me... It hurts so much..."
"I didn't bully you." Cong Mo decisively let go of him. As he stared at him with fear, he placed two talismans on his shoulders, then another on his back. "It's rare that you're actively improving your skills. Your restless and sleepy habits persist, so I'll help you succeed and learn the techniques. You haven't been able to go out for the past two months, so you should at least make some progress to be worthy of yourself."
Leng Can was restrained by the two talismans, unable to retract the spiritual power from his eyebrows, and he was unable to move. Cong Mo lifted his legs, lifted him horizontally, and placed him in the center of the light hole, helping him to get into a posture. "The spiritual power of the mountains cannot combine with you because you cannot focus. Your mind is cluttered with trivial matters. You need to empty your mind and put yourself out of the world."
This symbol on your shoulder can hold back your spiritual energy and keep it from overflowing.
"A charm on your back helps you maintain your posture."
"These can help you improve your cultivation, but ultimately, you still need to work hard on your own."
"I, I don't need these." Leng Can tried to gain an opportunity for his freedom.
"You need it." Cong Mo didn't listen to his words, and conjured up a purple talisman and stuck it on his forehead. Leng Can opened his eyes wide instantly, feeling extremely clear-headed. "What, what is this?"
"This talisman prevents you from falling asleep and keeps you awake at all times."
Cong Mo sighed, "It's a pity that I can't use the talisman to directly focus your spiritual power. If I did that, it would greatly reduce the amount you are willing to absorb. But I think that since you can't move or sleep here, and you can't withdraw your spiritual power, if you can't do anything, you will naturally think about practicing when you get bored."
"W-what?"
To him, this behavior was no different from torture.
"Cong Mo, I don't want it!" Leng Can immediately shouted, but the funny look of the talisman on his face was not only not intimidating, but also made people feel funny. "Let me go, I, I won't do anything, you, don't do this..."
He truly repented and would never flirt with Cong Mo again in an attempt to disturb her cultivation. What great wisdom he talked about was all bullshit. He would never use his brain to let his imagination run wild again.
Cong Mo can practice whatever Taoism he wants, and he won’t care even if he reaches heaven.
"Let me go, I...mmmm..." Leng Can hadn't even finished howling.
Cong Mo put another talisman on his mouth. The talisman stuck tightly to his mouth, and Leng Can couldn't open his mouth no matter what. "...Mmm..."
Cong Mo acted like a patriarch, "Don't make any more noise, I'm doing this for your own good."
"If you hadn't proactively suggested not disturbing each other, I really wouldn't have realized you had such a desire to cultivate. I would have thought you had already given up on it. But you're willing to follow me in because you must have this in mind. This time, I will definitely help you improve your realm and ensure you can ascend to the third level. You can rest assured."
A tear slid down the corner of Leng Can's eyes, and he closed his eyes tightly, not wanting to look at her.
He must be extremely regretting now that he had decided to practice with Cong Mo. If he had known this, he would have been free and easy in Wuqing Mountain during the two months when Cong Mo was away. But now he is suffering.
Leng Can watched Cong Mo turn and leave, took out a candy from his sleeve and put it in his mouth, then sat in the center of the light mouth and began to practice.
She even refused to give him candy, she was really trying to get back at him.
Leng Can took a deep breath.
He... truly repented.
Who can come and save him.
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