Under the guidance of the guarding disciple, whose expression held a trace of envy, Su Mo ascended Dew Mountain.
Before long, Su Mo understood why the guarding disciple had told him not to wander around or look about...
Dew Peak was full of female disciples, and just then, a group of them came frolicking out through the trees, wearing nothing but thin bathing gauze, beads of water still clinging to their bare arms...
...These women had probably just come out of the river after playing in it, their various graceful figures fully revealed before Su Mo's eyes.
At the sight, the lust within Su Mo's desires immediately awakened...
His eyes instantly grew somewhat red, and his breathing unconsciously grew heavier.
The female disciples were startled to see a man here, then flew into a rage.
"Who dares trespass on Dew Mountain?" Several women, no longer able to worry about their exposed figures, immediately drew their swords and surrounded Su Mo.
Feeling his lust awaken and seeing himself surrounded, Su Mo's expression instantly changed... trouble was coming.
Su Mo immediately closed his eyes and murmured:
"Amitabha, form is also emptiness, form is also emptiness..."
His grand plan to clean the place out came first. Everything else was a minor matter; he had to play it safe in all things.
"Form is also emptiness, emptiness is also form. Form does not differ from emptiness, emptiness does not differ from form... beauties are skeletons, all of them are skeletons beneath their rouge..." Su Mo kept his eyes tightly shut and pressed his palms together.
It was as though the many female disciples surrounding him were merely withered bones clad in flesh.
Fortunately, his discussions of Chan with Hui Kong had given Su Mo an understanding of its meaning, and he soon suppressed the