Noon the next day.
In the secluded courtyard originally used for alchemy, a strong and sharp aura of battle and killing was rising at this moment, all confined within this small courtyard.
The young man's well - tempered body, having shed its superficiality, emitted a gradually thickening dark glow.
This was a sign that the Extreme Soldier Body - Tempering Technique was approaching perfection.
Tempering the physical body could be both easy and difficult.
It was difficult because it required long - term perseverance, and easy because one didn't need to think too much, just strive towards a single goal. Every day, one was bound to make more progress than the day before.
While enduring the tempering of the divine weapon, Li Mo, who was good at making use of time, was also observing the divine will.
This was an accidental discovery of his.
He was observing the "Picture of Wukong Seeking the Dao" to temper his spiritual soul while using the divine weapon to temper his physical body.
Not only did the two not interfere with each other, but they also complemented each other.
As noon approached, Li Mo finally stopped.
He opened the door of the secluded courtyard and went out.
It was the Autumn Eve Festival today. The restaurant was already decorated with lanterns and festoons, bustling with activity. Even Elder Zeng from Hengyun Sword City and Bai Jinghong and others had come to help with the preparations.
The restaurant hadn't reopened yet, and they were among the first guests.
The elders were chatting with each other, and the younger generation were talking about anecdotes in the martial arts world. It was as harmonious as an ordinary day.
However, the young girl seemed a bit out of place with everyone else.
Ying Bing was sitting under the tree, her eyes clear and serene. There was a letter in front of her. She seemed to be pondering some extremely profound martial arts principles. Even the autumn cicadas dared not chirp loudly beside her.
The sunlight was just right.
It filtered through the gaps in the banyan tree, outlining broken golden tree shadows on her sky - blue skirt.
The disciples from the sword city always looked at her with infinite awe when their eyes swept over her, as if they were looking at a fairy.
Suddenly, the young girl's eyes moved slightly, and she caught sight of the young man walking out of the secluded courtyard.
Before he could turn his gaze, she lowered her eyes and looked at the small notebook in front of her.
"Hero Li," someone greeted.
"Still practicing on the Autumn Eve Festival. You're so hard - working!"
"Here, this is a special product from our sword city. Happy Autumn Eve Festival."
Those who were familiar with Li Mo greeted him and gave him gifts.
Li Mo had already prepared return gifts and took out several boxes of mooncakes.
They were the mooncakes with people's images on them that he had made before.
"Brother Li, why isn't there a mooncake with your own image in these?"
Bai Jinghong opened the mooncake box and found mooncakes with Tang Xiaobao's, Ouyang's, and Shang Wu's images...
But there was no mooncake with Li Mo's image.
"I don't have one either."
"Me neither."
"Really? I clearly made a lot of lotus - seed paste mooncakes..."
Li Mo scratched the back of his head, quite confused. Moreover, the more he scratched, the itchier his head became.
Where had all those lotus - seed paste mooncakes gone?
A reasonable guess was that it might be Ouyang who ate them. Ouyang often got up in the middle of the night to look for something to eat...
The voices reached not far away.
Ying Bing lowered her eyes and gently stroked the head of the big - headed doll.
Her face was calm. She opened the letter again, picked up the brush with the dried ink, but still didn't know how to write.
"Sister Bing, what... what are you thinking about?"
A soft and timid voice came.
Ying Bing turned around and saw Jiang Chulong standing there timidly.
"Thinking about... things related to martial arts."
"Really?"
Jiang Chulong blinked her grayish - white eyes. Although her voice was soft, one could see the doubt in her eyes even through the cloth strip.
How could Sister Bing be in a daze about martial arts for so long...
...
Ying Bing was in a daze for a moment and suddenly didn't know how to face that pure and clear look in the eyes.
So she looked at the box in Jiang Chulong's hand:
"What's this?"
"A gift... for Brother Li on the Autumn Eve Festival."
"Gift..."
Watching Jiang Chulong happily run towards Li Mo, Ying Bing couldn't help but be a little lost in thought.
On the Autumn Eve Festival... it seemed that one should prepare gifts.
It was quite reasonable to exchange gifts on this festival.
But in the past, she didn't even celebrate her own birthday, let alone festivals. She didn't have the habit of preparing gifts.
But what could she prepare in such a hurry?
It seemed that no matter what she gave, it would pale in comparison to what he had given her...
Not far away.
"What? Lotus - seed paste mooncakes? I don't know. I haven't eaten a single mooncake so far!"
Facing Li Mo's question, Ouyang looked completely confused.
"Didn't you eat them?"
Li Mo was a bit puzzled.
"I swear on my chastity. I've been thinking about the updates these days. I haven't eaten for two days already!"
...
Li Mo looked at Senior Brother Ouyang with an air of immortality and thought that if the first half of this statement was removed, it would still be quite convincing.
Li Mo asked curiously:
"You draw quite fast. Is the workload really that heavy recently?"
"Mainly because of the location scouting. I've been running outside every day," Ouyang shook his head and said. "One can't draw what one hasn't seen. I've been wandering outside these days, recording the scenery worth painting."
"Running outside every day and not having time to eat. Aren't you hungry?"
"Actually, I don't feel hungry either."
Ouyang also found it strange.
...
Li Mo couldn't help but imagine the scene.
It was the Autumn Eve Festival recently.
As we all know, on such a grand festival, the streets were very lively. And the Autumn Eve Festival also had the meaning of lovers getting together.
The whole street was filled with the smell of love. Senior Brother Ouyang, a two - dimensional otaku, going out on the street.
It was a miracle that he wasn't overwhelmed.
"Then where are the scenery spots that are relatively nice?"
Li Mo changed the topic to avoid delving deeper into this issue.
Although Senior Brother Ouyang's forte was drawing cool young ladies, he was also good at painting scenes.
"You've asked the right person," Ouyang said with an air of knowledge and talked eloquently.
"Besides the Dragon Gate on Yulong Street, the Magpie Bridge and the Scholar Tower in Yunzhou City have extremely beautiful scenery."
"Brother Ouyang has good eyesight," Wu Chushu beside him nodded and smiled.
"The poetry gathering at the Scholar Tower and the river lanterns at the Magpie Bridge are both worth visiting."
Bai Jinghong also rarely joined the discussion. "By the way, there will be a fireworks show later. The whole Yunzhou City can see it."
Li Mo listened to them vividly describing the places and remembered all the places they mentioned in his heart. He couldn't help but look to the side.
"Ying Bing!"
"Hmm?"
Ying Bing raised her beautiful head, and the young man came into her sight. Just then, the sunlight filtered through the leaves, dispelling the tranquility in her eyes.
Of course, in the eyes of outsiders, she was still as cold and aloof as ever.
Li Mo didn't think so.
"Then let's go to these places tonight?"
"Okay."
"You haven't even asked where they are."
Li Mo couldn't help but laugh.
But the young girl had already stood up and sat beside him. Her hair fluttered onto his neck.
It was fragrant and itchy.
"Just go and you'll know," Ying Bing said. There was a hint of softness in her eyes that perhaps even she herself didn't notice.
Ouyang: "..."
Why couldn't he keep his mouth shut? He couldn't eat the mooncakes he had just received.
He suddenly understood why he hadn't felt hungry after running outside for two days.
...
Bai Jinghong and Wu Chushu exchanged a glance. We're having a nice chat here, and you're collecting dating routes? Are you being polite?
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