After careful calculation, Su Mo'er and Lin Moyu should be in the middle of the Qi refining period now, and they can freely control the spiritual energy in their bodies and turn it into spiritual fire or an ability similar to a finger knife. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

After the foundation building period is the Jindan period, the foundation building period requires the cultivation of the Dao heart, and after the Dao heart is stabilized, the spiritual energy in the body is materialized and turned into a ball like a pill, which is attached to the spiritual platform.

Once they reach the Golden Pill stage, they must leave the mortal world and go to the upper realm to continue cultivating, otherwise the cultivation will stop at a small matter, the Dao heart will be lost, and falling into the demonic path will be the most terrifying.

The Jindan period does not mean that cultivation can be cultivated, the Dao heart is extremely important to the cultivator, if you don't have a clear and clear Dao, and if you have evil in your heart, you will become a demon.

Speaking of Dao Heart, Su Mo'er immediately remembered the National Teacher, his current cultivation is both good and evil, almost equivalent to the Demon Dao, if he really chooses to become a Demon Cultivator.

The restrictions on cultivators in the mortal world are useless to him, demon cultivators do not have the pure bloodline of the demon race, they do not belong to the demon world, but they are not recognized by the righteous path.

The demonic cultivation that appeared in the world was the loophole of the Heavenly Dao.

If the national teacher really becomes a demon cultivator, his strength will break through the limitations set by the Heavenly Dao in the human world, and they will advance by leaps and bounds in a short time, and at that time, they will not have enough strength, and they will be defeated by the national teacher.

Thinking of this, Su Mo'er felt a pang of turmoil in her heart, as soon as the national teacher was in this world, their threat would be heavier.

At this time, Lin Moyu had already practiced a complete set of swordsmanship and stabilized the restless aura in his body, he turned around and walked towards Su Mo'er.

Su Mo'er held the book in her hand and pondered, not noticing his arrival, until he stole an incense on her face, and she suddenly came back to her senses.

"Brother Yu has finished practicing, how do you feel?"

Lin Moyu smiled bitterly and shook his head, this sword technique cannot be practiced overnight, although he is praised by everyone for his great talent, but he can't be practiced in such a short period of time.

Su Mo'er softly persuaded him not to think too much, he was talented, many things were even better than what she mastered, and success was only a matter of time.

Lin Moyu sat down beside her, and the little maid who had been serving Lin Moyu since he was a child immediately stepped forward from behind and handed him a warm towel to wipe it off.

Lin Moyu's little maid is called Fuqi, and he looks like a little baby fat, which is very consistent with his name.

Su Mo'er had seen this little guy in her previous life, although she had a beaming face, her personality was silent, which was completely inconsistent with others' first impression of him.

Because of his lack of words, he didn't appear much in Su Mo'er's memories of his previous life, and the only thing that impressed her was when he showed his hidden profound martial arts to protect Lin Moyu.

That time, Su Mo'er knew that there was such a master by Lin Moyu's side. It's a pity that on that day, in order to protect Lin Moyu, he was highly poisoned, and he didn't survive the night and went.

Lin Moyu was so grief-stricken that she stayed alone in the firewood room where the corpse was parked, without eating or drinking.

At that time, Su Mo'er was awkward and unwilling to get close to Lin Moyu, but seeing him so sad, it was not a taste in her heart, but she didn't take a step to comfort him after all.

Seeing the blessing again, Su Mo'er was still happy in her heart, after all, he was so loyal to Lin Moyu, her attitude towards him was naturally different from others.

Fuqi saw the young lady looking at her with a smile on her face, and blushed a little inexplicably, Su Mo'er was born beautiful, and now she has a kind and gentle smile, and anyone will be happy in their hearts.

But the blessing knows how to measure, that is the wife of his own master, and he is also his own master, how can he be a subordinate.

Lin Moyu felt a little apprehensive in her heart, stretched out her hand to wrap her hand around Su Mo'er's slender waist, secretly exerted her strength, and glanced at it lightly.

Seeing his appearance, Su Mo'er couldn't help but sneer, glanced at him coquettishly, got up to get rid of his hand, and then turned around and walked towards the kitchen, her stewed spirit chicken soup was almost ready.

Lin Moyu sat there, looking at Su Mo'er's departing back, her face was gloomy and gloomy, the breath around her body was cold, and she couldn't help but shiver, and her forehead was sweating nervously.

Facing the cold pressure of his master, Fu Qi knelt down violently and confessed loudly. Lin Moyu's fingers tapped rhythmically on the tabletop, as if he hadn't heard.

The more he was like this, the more nervous he became. Don't look at Lin Moyu's gentle and elegant appearance in front of Su Mo'er and them, in fact, for the many guards and dead soldiers of the Lin family, the master is their nightmare.

The master is angry now, and the consequences for him are serious.

Su Mo'er came out of the kitchen and walked back to the garden, Fallen Leaves was holding chicken soup behind her, originally her face was full of smiles, but when she saw Fuqi kneeling there, the smile on her face was put away and turned into a surprised look.

Seeing her expression, Lin Moyu's heart was even more depressed, her eyes squinted slightly at the side of Fuqi, and Fuqi's head was about to hang down to her chest, as if she was in pain by Ling Chi.

Su Mo'er walked a few steps faster, came to the two of them, and asked carefully:

"Brother Yu, what's wrong?"

"It's fine. ”

Lin Moyu said lightly, and there was no superfluous sentence after that. Su Mo'er heard him say this, and of course she heard the anger in his words.

It's just that what's wrong with him, she just walked away, and he became like this?

"Brother Yu, I have studied a new method to boil chicken soup, you can taste it. ”

Su Mo'er personally filled a bowl and handed it to him slowly. Unexpectedly, Lin Moyu stood up, didn't look at the bowl of chicken soup, and just said lightly:

"Don't drink anymore, there are still some things to discuss with my father, Mo'er, you go back first!"

After speaking, Lin Moyu raised his legs and left, without even looking back. Fu Qi immediately got up from the ground, and after saluting Su Mo'er, he hurriedly chased after him and followed him closely.

Su Mo'er held the bowl and looked at Lin Moyu's departing back at a loss, what was wrong, did she do something wrong?

Seeing Su Mo'er stunned there with a bowl, with a sad look on her face, she said softly:

"Miss, let's go back to the yard first!

After Falling Leaves finished speaking, Su Mo'er instantly sighed lowly, asked Falling Leaves to take the chicken soup back to the kitchen, and she walked back to the yard by herself.

She did some embroidery work in the house, looked at the exercises, and practiced the heart tricks. I thought that Lin Moyu would come back soon, but I didn't expect that he didn't come back until late at night.

Only another servant named Wanfu next to Lin Moyu came back to tell him, saying that Lin Moyu was left in the study by Lin Mu and might come back late tonight.

For this reason, Su Mo'er was helpless, and went to bed to rest after washing.

It was close to midnight, and Lin Moyu slowly returned, and Fu Qi carried a lantern next to him to illuminate it. Originally, Lin Moyu was just depressed, and casually found Lin Mu to find an excuse for him to leave.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he got out of the yard, the people who were waiting around Lin Mu came to invite him, saying that Lin Mu was looking for him. The fake becomes real, and it is useless for Lin Moyu to regret it.

Time passed little by little, Lin Moyu became more and more anxious in his heart, he wanted to punch himself, his attitude at that time would definitely make Su Mo'er sad, and it would definitely make her think more.

He regretted it now, and wanted to tell her that he was not angry with her, but Lin Mu kept him in the study to discuss, and he couldn't leave a single step.

By the time I was able to leave, it was late at night. Back in the courtyard, only the lantern under the eaves was still on, and it was pitch black inside, but she still fell asleep first.

Lin Moyu sighed faintly, waved his hand to let the blessing retreat, and walked to the house by himself.

Tonight is the night of falling leaves, seeing Lin Moyu coming back, she bent down and saluted, Lin Moyu asked softly:

"Mo'er fell asleep?"

"Back to my uncle, the young lady rested very early. ”

She ...... How are you feeling today?"

Falling leaves froze for a moment, then shook his head slightly, bowed to him again, and then stepped aside and bowed his head, and said no more.

Lin Moyu raised his hand and pushed the door into the house, he didn't let people light candles, his night vision is very good now, even if there is no light, he can see some things clearly.

He walked lightly to the bed, the gauze curtain hanging down, covering the figure on the bed, and the sound of steady breathing came, proving that the person on the bed was really asleep.

Helpless, Lin Moyu changed her clothes, took off her shoes and socks and went to bed to hug her petite body, and hugged her in her arms. Xu is movement is big, and the person in his arms wakes up.

There was silence in the room, Lin Moyu felt guilty in her heart, she thought that she would be silent all night. Unexpectedly, the person in his arms suddenly reached out to wrap his arms around his waist, buried his face in his chest, and soon, the sound of steady breathing came again.

He was ecstatic in his heart, she would hug him to prove that she was not angry, he imprinted a kiss on her forehead as if he promised, and then, the two hugged each other and fell asleep, and had a good night's sleep!