"That...... Auntie, what are you going to do when you bring me back to the mountain?" Mo Cong thought for a while and felt that he still had to call this woman's aunt, because the aunt seemed to be a person who married in from outside, and there was a lack of blood relationship and family feeling, and it was a bit awkward to call a fairy aunt, I had heard of this fairy aunt and that fairy aunt, but I didn't say that I had heard of this fairy aunt and that fairy aunt.

"Of course, I'm going to take care of you for a while, I took care of your eldest brother when he was young, and now you can't take care of yourself, I also have to take care of you for a while. The woman in white said.

"Why can't I take care of myself anymore?" Mo Cong was stunned.

"I said that if you can't take care of yourself, you can't take care of yourself, how can there be so many problems, go and carry water!" The woman said and lifted the tip of the needle upward, and Mo Cong instantly saw 36,000 needles stabbing at his body at the same time, not only stinging in front of him, but also stinging behind him.

"What kind of needle is this, why is it so powerful?" Mo Cong was stabbed into the bone marrow, and he was amazed in his heart, and he couldn't help but ask when he thought about it. The woman in white ignored him either, just lowered her head and sewed the strange little dress. Mo Cong stood for a while, standing very bored, and simply turned around and carried a pair of large wooden barrels down the mountain.

When he was in Montenegro, he thought that he could practice hard every day, but unfortunately he was either entangled by this kind of thing or entangled by that kind of thing, and now he couldn't help but return to Lingyun Mountain, and was urged to practice by a terrifying woman.

Thinking of these, Mo Cong's heart gradually calmed down, he carried a large wooden barrel and flew down the mountain like a weak wind, cut an iron birch branch to make an iron birch flat pole similar to Mo Xiao, and then fetched two buckets of water in the small river and carried it all the way up the mountain.

In winter, Lingyun Mountain is frozen and snowy, and the river is cold to the bone, but I don't know why this small river just doesn't freeze, Mo Cong was very strange before, and now he can't figure it out. He carried the water all the way up the mountain, thinking about the difficulties he had when he went up the mountain with Mo Xiao for the first time. I deeply feel that the hard work of cultivation over the years is really unusual.

"The water is sprinkled, focus!" Mo Cong was walking all the way to reminisce about the past, and the voice of the woman in white came faintly from the mountains and forests, followed by a sharp pain in the pores of the whole body, and the pinprick sensation that hurt into the bone marrow disappeared wave after wave, wave after wave, wave after wave was unbearable. Mo Cong grinned and suffered dozens of rounds of severe pain, feeling as if he had died dozens of times. With the sharp pain in his body, his arms and legs trembled uncontrollably, and the water in the barrel swayed and was about to spill out.

"Is this the rhythm that is going to stab me?" Mo Cong's body could no longer control the strength to control the wooden barrel to ensure that the water splashes would not spill out, so he could only exclaim in his heart, don't spill out, don't spill out. At the same time, he used something similar to the wind exhalation technique to try to control the water waves from the inside out so that it would not be so shaky. Under this kind of concentration and mental action, the splash in the barrel stabilized a little, but it still inevitably spilled some, so another round of acupuncture followed, piercing Mo Cong to death.

Finally got to the hut, Mo Cong was already sweating in winter, and his clothes were wet, as if he had just been fished out of the water. He quickly went into the kitchen, poured the water from the bucket into the tank, and then carried the bucket down the hill without a sound.

Wait for him to go. A water cloth immediately flew out of the water tank, automatically scrubbing the pots and pans, stoves, tables and chairs, benches, door frames, bed rails, bluestone floor tiles. The water cloth flowed rapidly, and after the front cloth head was scrubbed, it flew out and sprinkled on the grass and trees outside the small courtyard, and the cloth tail in the back also went forward to do the second, third and fourth cleaning. A full tank of water quickly ran out, and the inside and outside of the thatched hut courtyard was quickly clean and tidy, and it looked pleasing to the eye.

At this time, Mo Cong had already started to go up the mountain with the second bucket of water, because of the lesson he had learned last time. He was very focused on going up the mountain this time, and he didn't get distracted at all, and he didn't spill a drop of the rugged water waves along the way. This time I went up the mountain safely and without being pricked by needles.

Pouring water into the water tank, watching the water waves spin in the tank, Mo Cong thought that if he continued like this, ten loads of water would soon be finished, and with this thought, he went out with an empty bucket to find the woman in white, and asked if he wanted to chop some firewood and shoot some prey to prepare lunch.

"You can finish picking up the water first, and you don't have to worry about eating. The woman in white said without raising her head.

Mo Cong shrugged his shoulders and continued to carry water, he quickly went down the mountain and quickly filled it with water and walked up the mountain, all the way as brisk as flying. At this moment, a gust of wind blew, and a large piece of water in the two buckets spilled out with a loud bang. Mo Cong was stunned in the leap, and the painful pinprick sensation immediately came from his body, wave after wave, like a surging river.

"Auntie, is there a whole person like you, the water obviously doesn't spill out, you deliberately blow it out. Mo Cong's pain was unbearable, and the water in the barrel surged with the trembling of his body.

"I spent precious time helping you practice, but you said that I was deliberately fixing you, since you think so, then I will deliberately fix you. The voice of the woman in white snorted coldly, and the water in the two large wooden barrels suddenly turned into countless water droplets and sprayed out, and the round water droplets swirled and whistled on Mo Cong's body, and the moment it touched his body, it penetrated into the cold and piercing bones, and all the meridians and acupoints in Mo Cong's body were frozen in an instant, and the whole body was frozen, and the originally lively and flowing Tianlong True Qi was also frozen, and it could no longer flow.

"This doesn't count the water, start over!" the woman's voice said in a faint voice, and the snow-capped mountains and forests fell silent, leaving only Mo Cong to tremble in the wind with two empty buckets.

"Let's do it all over again. Mo Cong said with difficulty, feeling that his tongue was frozen, and he couldn't speak, and his whole body was cold from the inside out. He descended the mountain stiffly step by step like a mechanical iceman, and the skeletal ice rattled all the way.

After going down the mountain with great difficulty, and picking up two buckets of water, Mo Cong walked up the mountain stiffly step by step. The true qi in his body has been frozen and does not listen to the command, and his body is so stiff that he does not obey the call, the water in the barrel is swaying all the way, and he can't suppress the water waves at all, the water splashes shake with the ruggedness of the mountain road, and the water droplets of Qing Lingling are dripping out along the outer edge of the barrel. With such droplets of water sprinkling out, the unbearable stinging sensation that was already familiar followed, wave after wave, accompanying Mo Cong all the way up the mountain. Mo Cong gritted his teeth without saying a word and insisted on walking up, trying to control the amplitude of the splash with his divine sense as he walked, and went up the mountain step by step.

When I arrived at the hut, the woman in white was gone, and I didn't know where she had gone, and the water in the tank was gone, leaving only an empty tank. Mo Cong poured two buckets of water into the water tank, and without saying a word, he went down the mountain directly with the empty bucket to fetch water.

In this way, he picked ten loads of water with great difficulty and suffered countless needles, and it was late at night after all the picking, not to mention lunch, Mo Cong didn't even smell the smell of dinner. He put down the empty bucket and went back to the hut exhausted to lie down and prepare for sleep, but as soon as he lay down, his back ached to the bone.

"Are you embarrassed to sleep when your realm is so low, hurry up and practice. The woman in white said in a faint voice.

"I ......" Mo Cong was speechless, and he really wanted to say that if he didn't have to live if he was in a low realm, he wouldn't even be allowed to eat and sleep, but he stopped in time when the words came to his mouth. He exhaled, sat cross-legged and began to practice the mental method, the frozen meridians and true qi gradually thawed, and began to flow vividly under Mo Cong's operation.

After running the mental method for a while, Mo Cong gradually entered a state of forgetting things and me, and only Yuan Ying slowly grew up in the flow of true qi and mist.

Just when Mo Cong was quietly practicing, the Mo Mansion on the shore of Black Dragon Lake was welcoming an uninvited guest in the whole mansion. A woman in white who claimed to be Aunt Mo Xiao suddenly came in the evening, and she ate a dinner made by Mo Xiao herself, and reprimanded Mo Min, Moyu, Murong Mingyue, Chen Ruoping, Hang Rui and other Mo Cong's daughters-in-law one by one, and made Long Youduo, Steward Mo and a group of maids and girls messy, and they didn't know where this woman who seemed to be old but extremely powerful was sacred.

After the chaos was over, a group of subordinates dispersed, and the woman in white accompanied by Mo Xiao and Mo Min came to a small courtyard deep in the center of the lake, the cold night wind blew through the frozen lake and blew on the woman in white, the woman in white had her long hair and fluttered skirt fluttering, looking like a fairy, Mo Min, who had always been naughty, did not dare to talk nonsense and praise in front of such ancestors, but just followed the right back side of the woman in white along the corridor in a regular manner. (To be continued......)