The Beidou Palace, in a quiet dome building.

Mo Beichen was wearing a pair of soft shoes, lying on his back on the half-foot-high bamboo pavilion on the top of the pool, with the sound of lotus frogs on one side, the starlight sprinkled all over the green leaves of the pool, and the light gauze dancing on one side, blowing in the breeze.

Thinking that he was going to find Shui Qingwei for a showdown tomorrow, Mo Beichen shook his head and exhaled a long breath, feeling relieved in his heart.

It's been almost a month since I woke up. However, only the middle days are considered simple and pleasant.

In those days, I got up early in the morning to read books and practice calligraphy and play the piano, and in the afternoon, I accompanied Xiaodoudou to fly a kite and practice sword riding and archery, wandering around like a crane in the idle clouds, and at night I was alone in the water pavilion to enjoy the wind and listen to the rain, drink a glass of faint osmanthus wine, and play with the Han Lian in the pool.

Unfortunately, good times are generally short-lived. In just one month, Mo Beichen has gone through the way of living from hell to heaven and from heaven to hell......

After talking with Wu Yue that night, Shui Qingwei personally delivered a book left by Ning Yue on the second day, and left without saying anything. Then he ordered that no one should come to disturb the Dome Building. In this way, neither he nor the unforgiving Xiaodoudou set foot here.

Taking advantage of this quiet time, Mo Beichen crossed his knees in the bamboo building to recuperate, referring to the method in Ning Yue's book.

A warm current that originally gathered in the heart of the forehead slowly poured down from above, diverted to the limbs and hundreds of remains, penetrated the gods, warmed the jade pillow, and finally the double dragon diverted, fighting in the parkway, running in the dantian, and then pouring into the four directions of the body like a galloping horse, and the true air in the meridians was uncertain.

Day and night, spit out a thousand times. For a while, Mo Beichen's true qi in his body was vast, his qi was full, and his whole body was refreshing and comfortable. Then, Mo Beichen was lucky, and I don't know how long it took, the warm current in his body was already obedient, and he wandered quietly throughout his body like flowing water. But when you look closely, if there is nothing, the original drumming true qi seems to evaporate and disappear.

Awake from his meditation, Mo Beichen opened his eyes, his gaze was like a torch.

Holding his breath and contemplating for a moment, he raised his right palm flatly, and as soon as his mind moved, the warm current in his body suddenly appeared, flowing along the six acupoints of Tianquan, Quze, Xuanmen, Jian Envoy, Neiguan, and Tianling in his right hand, and entered the Laogong acupoint.

Then the soft light flashed, and a Qingfeng about two feet long appeared on the right palm, the sword body was crystal clear, and the edge momentum was restrained, as if it was carved from Qingjing, crisp but not ostentatious, clever but not sleek.

Mo Beichen stroked the sword body and muttered in his mouth: "After so many years, Qingchen has reappeared in the sky. Ning Yue, this sword is really not ordinary as you said, it is as smooth as heaven. 'Chen' can indeed be materialized into Qingchen. ”

Raising the sword lightly, the water pavilion light yarn three zhang away was suddenly cut in half, and half of it fell one after another, without making a sound.

The corners of his mouth hooked up a smile, Mo Beichen moved concentratingly, the soft light flashed, Qingchen suddenly disappeared in his right palm, it seemed that he had never appeared, everything just now was just an illusion.

With a playful light in his eyes, Mo Beichen raised his eyebrows, raised his middle finger forward, and the true qi gathered in the Lao Gong acupoint in the palm of his hand immediately shot out from the middle point of the middle finger, and with a slight "boom", a round hole appeared on a certain residual light yarn, and after a while, the light yarn shattered into thousands of strands, sprinkled with the wind.

"Wow, this trick really works. In the future, if you see someone who is unhappy, you can give him the middle finger. Mo Beichen blew on his middle finger, then released his palm and checked it repeatedly, as if he really regarded his right palm as a gun.

After laughing twice, Mo Beichen suddenly realized that he was in a mess, and he didn't know how many days he had been in the house. Then, as if thinking of something, he got up and walked to the mirror, and when he fixed his eyes, the blue lines on his forehead had disappeared, and his face was as pure as water.

Looking up at the window, it was already late at night, and there was no starlight in the sky, only a shy waning moon faintly hiding a trace of clouds.

At this time, his stomach squirmed a few times, and there was a long "grunt", and Mo Beichen only now really believed that he was a person.

Walking towards the table, the tea was unknown how long ago, so he didn't dare to drink it. You don't need to look for it to know that there is nothing in the small dome building that can fill your stomach. After thinking for a while, Mo Beichen decided to go out to look for food.

But before his feet stepped out of the door, he suddenly remembered that he hadn't bathed for several years, although he said that lying in the crystal coffin would not get a little dust, but he would sweat when he closed his eyes and practiced these days.

Frowning and smelling the sleeves, there was no strange smell, only a faint fragrance. But Mo Beichen, who is water-loving by nature, still endured his hunger, bathed his whole body as fast as he could, and then floated out as if he was covered in water and didn't even dry his hair.

The next day, more than a dozen palace guards who had patrolled the Beidou Palace swore to the people next to them that they had seen a celestial immortal floating under the moonlit night last night.

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When he first woke up, Mo Beichen's sense of taste was very light, and all wine and meat were forbidden, and that night he personally cooked a large pot of white porridge to satisfy his hunger, and there was no oil at all.

In the next few days, he only drank some porridge and thin tea to nourish his stomach. After recuperating for more than ten days, I began to eat some light wine and side dishes. Now, he eats big fish and meat, and he drinks good wine and wine. However, this only lasted two days.

First of all, it was Shui Qingwei who sent Yang Liu and Yuxue to take care of him.

Yang Liu and Yuxue, who hadn't seen each other for several years, cried bitterly for a long time when they saw Mo Beichen lose so much weight, half distressed and half sad, and then sobbed and said that they must take good care of him and not let him suffer any pain.

As a result, the two beauties who were like flowers took over all the big and small things, and his food, clothing, housing and transportation were all under their control.

Mo Beichen stretches out his hands every day for clothes and opens his mouth for food. The days seem to return to the life of the prince rice worm in the former palace.

It's just that what I eat is no longer big fish, big meat, fine wine and fine wine, but all kinds of fresh and elegant dishes.

Mo Beichen has no opinion on this.

There is an opinion that since the ban on Shui Qingwei was lifted, everyone came to see him with their front and back feet, as if they were watching rare animals.

This is not just a small opinion.

A few dozens of them are easy to say, but in addition to the Seven Star Lord who came to comfort him, the entire Beidou Palace, large and small, hundreds of behind-the-scenes elders and hall masters who had never met at all appeared together, and gave gifts in large packages, Mo Beichen was finally annoyed, and said "I am still recuperating, there is a post in advance", and then closed the door to thank the guests, and the quiet dome building was not broken by the cloud shoes that came and went.

It's no wonder that the mysterious young palace master of the Beidou Palace has only stayed in the valley for a few years, and he usually doesn't see the head or tail of the dragon, and he doesn't even leave a paw print.

This makes most of the people in the already mysterious Beidou Palace curious, what is the concept of mystery in mystery.

Moreover, the palace master Shui Qingwei, who always kept a cold face and kept silent, suddenly announced to everyone with a smile one day that this young palace master had won the true inheritance of the former palace master Ning Yue, and even surpassed it. This made the people who regarded Ning Yue as an idol of gods and men even more curious, one was not believing, the other was half-believing, and the third was only believing.

Therefore, the mysterious and powerful young palace master is a character that everyone would rather kill a cat than see.

After a few days of being idle, Mo Beichen couldn't sit still anymore because he was noisy about these trivial things, and in less than a month, he took the initiative to find Shui Qingwei.

It turned out that Mo Beichen wanted to delay and wait for Shui Qingwei to take the initiative to ask questions, after all, this master only showed up once when he delivered the book that day. Then everyone came to see him, except for him, the master.

Thinking of this, Mo Beichen was a little angry.

The so-called mountains can't come, I'll go over. Mo Beichen sat for a few days, and didn't wait for anyone, so he had to be cheeky and go find Shui Qingwei to make tea by himself.