Everywhere Is Her/His?, A Stroke That Startles Wind and Rain

The summit of Sword Tower.

The view from the top of the Sword Tower is still the same strange scene formed by the Spirit Stone. At first glance, it seems unchanged, but upon closer inspection, one can still detect some differences.

For example, a few more fish have appeared in the clear spring, and the trees have grown a bit more lush...

Li Mo had just finished copying the Spirit Stone three times, and without exception, each attempt fell short by a little.

So he stood atop the Sword Tower, gazing into the distance.

"That's the Sword Pool over there..."

When Li Mo saw the huge circular plaza, an image of Ice Block standing on a high platform, pointing and gesturing with a ruler immediately came to mind.

Ice Block always have an aura of possessing the truth.

Little Li could even imagine where she was talking about.

Where should a demonstration be conducted? What kind of look should one give to a disciple with dull talent...?

"Wait, why are last night's scenes popping up too?"

"Wait, why does she keep popping up?"

Li Mo couldn't help but mutter to himself, "I should focus my attention on copying the Spirit Stones now..."

What are you looking at?

The speaker was Wei Zhaoliu.

She was still wearing those glasses made of North Sea Round Crystal, so her face wasn't very clear. Her hair was much shorter than before, and judging from her demeanor, she had probably just gone to admire the Spirit Stones again.

"Look at the Cold Fairy."

Li Mo's gaze remained fixed on the Sword Pool as he spoke.

"Huh? You can see it?"

Wei Zhaoliu's eyes widened, thinking to himself that this Young Hero Li's eyesight was truly terrifying, before he nodded and said:

"Oh, you're talking about Ying Bing? I went to listen to her lecture, and she was truly awe-inspiring. It's laughable that I even considered comparing myself to her before..."

Li Mo asked, "Why is your hair so short?"

"Every time I listened to her lectures, I felt that my swordsmanship had improved, and then I would come back and try to erase the hammer marks."

"Then what?"

"I failed every time, so to remember the lesson, I cut off a finger as a sign of resolve."

"... He does seem to have gotten a bit stronger."

A sense of guilt suddenly welled up in Li Mo's heart.

However, this feeling of Ice Block also has to be shared equally; if it weren't for her, Wei Zhaoliu wouldn't often feel like he's capable again.

It's best to finish copying the Spirit Stones as soon as possible.

That way, we won't see the day Wei Zhaoliu bald.

Why does he keep painting Spirit Stone?

Wei Zhaoliu was puzzled. Could this be a new method of cultivation?

Making Divine Observation Diagram?

Some of the older generation in Sword City had considered this idea before, but it always came to nothing, because the Spirit Stone itself didn't seem to be suitable for viewing, although the sword marks on it were.

Yet few are qualified to bear the Divine Intent of that sword mark...

Li Mo sat down in front of the Spirit Stone on his own.

He took out the brush, ink, paper, and inkstone. The ink was something Ice Block had casually ground while drinking tea that morning.

Of the original stock of Green Vein Jade Slip, only five remain in use.

Little Li, cheer up! Sword City allows him to study the Spirit Stone, but he can't take it away.

Before leaving Yun Province, I must draw this...

"This stone shouldn't just be a stone."

Little Li muttered to himself.

Sword Pool.

Previously, when powerful sword masters came to Yun Province to give lectures, there was no intermission. However, this rule was changed after Ying Bing arrived.

What she said was profoundly simple, yet it takes time to understand and contemplate.

Otherwise, as you talk, other people might not understand you.

Each break lasts about half an hour, which is neither too long nor too short.

Ying Bing, holding Heavenly Frost, stood on the high platform of the Sword Pool, and decided to brew a pot of tea and close her eyes to rest.

When people are quiet, they tend to overthink.

So when I closed my eyes, my thoughts drifted back to last night, to the hazy moonlight and flickering candlelight in the private room... The sensation lingered, and the more I tried to forget it, the more real it became.

Even the warmth of his palms seemed to linger...

Some of the more intelligent disciples below had a glint of wisdom in their eyes.

"Has Fairy Ying gained some new insights?"

"Hiss... She mastered the Supreme Lore Swordsmanship in the blink of an eye! It's very possible!"

"I wonder what profound swordsmanship she's pondering now..."

The disciples looked at each other, but dared not raise their voices.

They were afraid of disturbing Ying Bing's 'enlightenment'.

Ying Bing: "..."

No, I can't think about it anymore.

She took out her tea set, intending to brew some tea to distract herself, but her gaze suddenly faltered.

Is this her tea table?

The tea set on the table was a gift from Li Mo not long ago. It looks simple, but it is actually made of very precious materials. Unfortunately, there is only one cup.

He even took the only teacup this morning and drank from it.

He gave me the tea leaves casually, he hammered the tea table himself, and he made the tea snacks.

Besides...

Glug glug... The water used to rinse the tea spilled onto the Big-Headed Doll next to it.

Um...

Since this Sumeru Object was very sturdy, it became her tea pet.

Even the tea pets are Q-version Li Mo Big-Headed Dolls!

"When... did he become so ubiquitous around her?"

"Really..."

Ying Bing pursed her lips and gently poked the Big-Headed Doll's forehead with one finger.

Then, with a slight shift in his gaze, he picked up a tea leaf and stuck it onto the philtrum of the chibi version of Li Mo.

He seemed quite Qi Ingestion the note I left among others last time...

"Miss Ying..."

"Miss Ying?"

She turned around only after the person beside her called her name twice.

"It's almost time for the sermon."

Elder Zeng came to remind her. He looked at the doll, suddenly raised his eyebrows, and leaned back slightly.

"Good..."

Ying Bing stood up and began tidying up the tea set.

I never realized how short the rest time was before...

What were you looking at just now?

"Look..."

Ying Bing twisted the Big-Headed Doll's head back into place, then lowered her eyes and thought for a moment.

"The Wife-Prospering Douluo?"

"??"

"Just drawing isn't enough."

"You have to experience it firsthand..."

After ruining another piece of Green Vein Jade Slip, Li Mo stood up.

Approaching the Spirit Stone, he slowly reached out and touched it.

It's strange, really.

The moment he came into contact with the Spirit Stone, the seven Profound Pill within his body began to flicker faintly.

Following the natural cycle of the universe, they moved faster and faster, even beginning to tremble slightly, and the noise became increasingly louder.

Boom--

Li Mo felt something inexplicably.

This inexplicable connection is not due to the Profound Pill itself, but because they are both stars within the World Seed.

Like attracts like; they seemed to have met someone similar.

"Call..."

Li Mo suddenly realized that he seemed to be able to see through the surface of the Spirit Stone and understand its true secrets.

This was something he had never seen before while studying martial arts on it.

What's wrong with him?

However, not far away...

In Wei Zhaoliu's eyes, Li Mo was simply in a daze.

There was nothing particularly unusual, but what surprised her was that this Spirit Stone was not something that could be easily touched. If one's aptitude was insufficient, they would likely be overwhelmed by its endless mysteries in an instant...

The next moment.

The Green Vein Jade Slip suddenly floated to the surface.

Li Mo picked up his brush and began to write with great flourish, his strokes flowing like dragons and snakes. This time, he was no longer cautious, but rather his writing was indescribably free and unrestrained.