novelapdf Is Chapter 218, the discourse on the Dao, over?
Is Chapter 218, the discourse on the Dao, over?
Is Chapter 219, "Discussion on the Dao," over? (First Update)
Because of Shangguan Luoxue's insistence, Jiang Mu's original plan to find Dong Wanhai to investigate the whereabouts of the Tiangang Star Position had to be temporarily shelved.
For the next few days, he was like a duck forced to work.
We fully cooperated with this Lady Peach Blossom in our discussion.
Initially, Shangguan Luoxue only wanted to casually exchange a dozen or so moves with him to stabilize her injuries.
But she soon realized she had been too naive.
The brilliance of the Zifu Cantongqi lies in its completeness and cyclical nature.
Forcibly dismantling it, or only partially doing so, not only greatly reduces the effect, but also makes the stagnation during the fusion of star power stronger, and even poses a risk of backfiring on the foundation of one's Dao.
Left with no other choice, she could only grit her teeth and bear it.
He engaged in a full, in-depth sparring session with Jiang Mu, practicing all forty-nine techniques.
Throughout this process, the ambitious Shangguan Luoxue never gave up trying to regain the initiative and control that kid.
Because she was used to being high and mighty, she hated being beaten down by the other party.
However, reality is far from the truth.
After all, on the battlefield within a small space, what matters is not the level of cultivation, but pure physical strength.
Jiang Mu, as powerful as a humanoid Tyrannosaurus Rex, is a monster in this respect.
Every time she launched a confident counterattack, ready to suppress this kid, the final result was a complete and utter defeat.
They were utterly routed, losing all their armor and weapons.
I could only watch helplessly as I looked at myself.
Finally, I had to roll my eyes.
Forced to admit defeat and log off.
However, the intense battles over the past few days have gradually left Jiang Mu somewhat exhausted.
My lower back started to ache slightly.
Walking on my two legs felt like walking on cotton, a bit unsteady.
So, that morning he made a special trip to the bamboo grove courtyard.
I plan to ask my family's skilled physician and cook to get some top-quality tonics to replenish my energy and recharge my batteries.
The bright sunlight shines through the gaps in the bamboo leaves, like tiny golden swords, scattering across the quiet bamboo forest.
The dappled light and shadow danced and flickered on the ground.
A gentle breeze rustled the emerald green bamboo leaves, adding a touch of vibrant charm to the tranquil courtyard.
Inside the small courtyard.
The crisp, melodious sound of pounding medicinal herbs was pleasant to the ear.
Chu Lingzhu was standing in front of the large stone mortar as usual, studying her biochemical weapon.
The girl was still wearing that light green dress.
The fabric is soft and thin, like morning mist clinging to new bamboo shoots, gently enveloping their still-growing, graceful forms.
Her skirt rippled with her movements as she pounded medicine, radiating youthful vitality.
Every time Jiang Mu saw this girl, his mood, which was originally a little irritable due to fatigue, would be healed and become bright.
"Boss, you're here."
Chu Lingzhu greeted them, then pointed to a large water vat in the corner of the yard that was bubbling strange green bubbles, and warned seriously, "Be careful, don't go near that vat. That's where I brewed my new poison."
"Get even a tiny bit on it, and I guarantee you'll be foaming at the mouth within three steps, convulsing within five, and—well, you'll be gone within seven."
Although Jiang Mu felt that the girl was exaggerating, he thought of her previous feat of using poison to kill a group of snake demons outside the city.
I instinctively took half a step back to maintain a safe distance.
He asked, "Is there anything wrong with the batch of 'Karmic Fire Burning Heart Powder' sent by the Divine Sword Sect? Does the quantity match?"
"no problem!"
Chu Lingzhu's beautiful eyes curved into two sweet crescent moons as she smiled and said, "Master, you are truly amazing, managing to produce so much Karmic Fire Heart-Burning Powder all at once. This time, I'm sure I can make something good."
Seeing the girl's excited face light up, Jiang Mu smiled and said, "It's good that it works. By the way, I came to ask you for some medicine—the tonics you brought to my family last time."
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"tonic?"
Upon hearing this, Chu Lingzhu's beautiful eyes immediately turned strange.
Jiang Mu felt a little uncomfortable under her gaze, so he coughed and explained, "Don't overthink it. I've just been killing a lot of demons outside lately, and my physical strength has been really depleted. I feel a bit weak and need to replenish my energy."
"Oh, killing demons must be tiring."
Chu Lingzhu rolled her bright eyes, then suddenly her beautiful eyes lit up. She clapped her hands and said excitedly, "Perfect timing! A few days ago, I had nothing to do, so I researched a new recipe. I used several kinds of highly nourishing herbs and added a little bit of—um, something special. The effect should be stronger than the last ones."
"Boss, please wait here. I'll go to the pharmacy to get it for you."
After saying that, without waiting for Jiang Mu to ask any more questions, the girl turned around and ran out of the courtyard.
The light green skirt drew a graceful arc in the sunlight, like a fluttering emerald butterfly, complementing the surrounding verdant bamboo forest and exuding a vibrant energy.
Watching Chu Lingzhu's departing figure, Jiang Mu shook his head and smiled.
He then looked away and his gaze fell on a corner of the courtyard.
Not far away, under a clothesline pole, a slender figure in a plain white dress was squatting there, head down, picking through the herbs in a bamboo basket.
It was Lan Rou'er.
In fact, when Jiang Mu first stepped into the courtyard, she noticed that the head that was originally sitting next to Chu Lingzhu had already been there.
As soon as they saw him come in, they were like mice seeing a cat, scurrying away to a corner and desperately trying to make themselves as inconspicuous as possible.
Jiang Mu strolled leisurely towards her.
As the tall, imposing shadow gradually enveloped him.
Lan Rou'er, who was squatting on the ground, tensed up. Like a frightened quail, she instinctively tried to back away, but her back bumped against the hard clothesline pole, leaving her with nowhere to retreat.
The girl could only lower her head.
Her eyes were filled with timid fear and helplessness, making her look like a weak and vulnerable pushover.
Jiang Mu was speechless when he saw her like this.
Do I look like a man-eating psychopath?
Is it really necessary to be this afraid?
Seeing the girl's submissive and delicate appearance, as if she would break at the slightest touch, Jiang Mu's domineering nature began to stir again.
I really wanted to clench my fist and punch her twice.
However, he ultimately held back.
Forget it, this girl is already so delicate and frail, like she could be blown away by the wind. If I hit her a few more times, I'm afraid I'll really hurt her.
and----
Jiang Mu's eyes flickered.
These past few days, due to his intense discussions with Shangguan Luoxue, he unconsciously gained a deeper understanding of women's physiques.
Even with Aunt Shui's robust physique, she was still quite exhausted.
If it were this delicate little white flower in front of me—
By the same standards applied to Aunt Shui, this girl would probably be easily ruined.
—Tsk, no, no, that's a sin.
Jiang Mu shook off the strange thought that suddenly popped into her head, cleared her throat, and tried to make her tone sound gentle: "Have you gotten used to helping Lingzhu these past few days?"
Lan Rou'er nodded weakly, letting out a barely audible response through her nose: "Mmm—"
Jiang Mu continued, "I remember when I helped you get rid of the nightmare at the Han residence last time, you told me that your parents and family were harmed by demons back then."
And those demons are currently entrenched in a place called "Soul-Fallen Swamp," right?
Mentioning her family and enemies, Lan Rou'er's delicate body trembled. She raised her head, her eyes slightly reddening, and nodded vigorously.
Jiang Mu said seriously, "Don't worry, leave this to me."
"My strength is much greater than before. When I have some free time, I'll go to the Fallen Soul Swamp and wipe out all the monsters that killed your family, avenging you."
Lan Rou'er's beautiful, watery eyes immediately lit up.
But then, she looked up at Jiang Mu and timidly asked, "How much?"
Jiang Mu was taken aback: "What? How much money?"
"Revenge—how much will it cost?" Lan Rou'er asked softly.
Jiang Mu recalled the time this girl had wanted to pay them, so he jokingly asked, "How much money do you have now?"
Lan Rou'er counted on her slender white fingers and honestly said, "About—about 20,000 taels? And some land deeds too."
Jiang Mu was taken aback.
They immediately realized what was happening.
This girl was staying at her aunt Madam Han's house.
Later, the Han family was wiped out, and Madam Han had no other direct relatives, so the inheritance was naturally transferred to her only surviving niece.
Good guy.
I almost forgot that this easily swayed, pouting woman in front of me is actually a rich woman.
Jiang Mu made an outrageous demand: "Fine, give me all of the more than 20,000 taels."
"what?"
Lan Rou'er stared blankly at Jiang Mu with her pink lips slightly parted.
Jiang Mu put on a stern face and said, "What? Do you think it's expensive?"
Do you know what kind of place the Fallen Soul Swamp is? It's shrouded in poisonous miasma year-round, teeming with powerful demons, and extremely dangerous.
Let alone 20,000 taels, even if you put 100,000 taels of silver in front of someone, they might not dare to risk their lives for you.
I'll just ask you one question: are you going to pay me or not?
Lan Rou'er's eyes immediately reddened, she sniffed pitifully, and nodded, "I'll give it to you."
As she spoke, she turned to go inside to retrieve the silver notes and land deeds she had hidden in the treasure box.
Wow, this girl actually gave it to me?
Jiang Mu quickly reached out and grabbed the girl's sleeve: "Alright, alright, don't rush to give me the money."
Once I go to the Fallen Soul Swamp, cut off the heads of those monsters, and bring them to you, you can give me the money then.
I'm sure by then, you won't dare to renege on my debt, right?
"Uh-huh!"
Lan Rou'er nodded vigorously.
Seeing the girl's red-rimmed eyes, teary-eyed yet grateful expression, Jiang Mu couldn't suppress his urge to "bully" her again.
We have to teach her a lesson today.
Let her know what it means to live a dangerous life and how unpredictable people can be.
"Wait for me a moment."
Jiang Mu turned and went into the house.
Following the same method as last time, he found several clean pieces of white cotton cloth in the cabinet and wrapped them tightly around his right fist in several layers.
Then, he walked back to Lan Rou'er.
Under the girl's bewildered gaze.
"Bang!"
Jiang Mu threw a punch, which landed on the girl's delicate, fair face.
Lan Rou'er lost her balance.
With a "thump," he was punched and fell to the ground.
She sat blankly on the ground, one small hand covering her cheek, which didn't hurt much, and looked up at Jiang Mu with a bewildered expression.
His eyes were filled with fear, resentment, and confusion.
It looks just like a poor little dog that has been kicked by its owner for no reason but doesn't dare to fight back.
Jiang Mu looked down at her and admonished, "This is to teach you a lesson. As for why I'm giving you this lesson—think about it yourself."
"I'm sorry—"
The girl sniffed, and finally couldn't hold back her tears, which fell down her cheeks.
Although she didn't understand what she had done wrong, apologizing first was never wrong, right?
Seeing the girl's tearful and bullied appearance, Jiang Mu nodded in satisfaction.
Just then, footsteps came from the courtyard gate.
Chu Lingzhu returned, humming a tune, carrying a small, exquisite medicine box.
As soon as she entered the courtyard, she saw her best friend sitting on the ground crying, while Jiang Mu stood next to her, looking like a bully.
The girl immediately bristled.
"Boss!"
Chu Lingzhu rushed forward like a mother hen protecting her chicks, blocking Lan Rou'er's path, hands on her hips, glaring at Jiang Mu, "Are you bullying Xiao Rou again?!"
broken!
He was so engrossed in his hands that he forgot about the little female doctor.
Jiang Mu's heart skipped a beat.
He quickly put his hands behind his back and discreetly tore off the cotton cloth from his hands and stuffed it into his sleeve.
Then he coughed twice and said innocently, "Ahem—you misunderstood. She was walking carelessly and twisted her ankle, and I was just about to help her up."
"Sprained ankle?"
Chu Lingzhu looked at Lan Rou'er on the ground with a suspicious expression, "Really? Xiao Rou?"
Lan Rou'er glanced at Jiang Mu's kind eyes, then at her best friend's concerned gaze, nodded weakly, and whispered, "Yes—it hurts a little."
As he spoke, he touched his right ankle.
You really did sprain your ankle.
Chu Lingzhu quickly squatted down and carefully took off Lan Rou'er's right shoe and sock.
Jiang Mu also curiously went over to take a look.
The girl's small, dazzlingly white feet showed signs of slight redness and swelling at the ankle, with faint bruising visible beneath the skin, making it appear as if she had indeed sprained her ankle.
Jiang Mu was taken aback.
This girl really sprained her ankle?
It seems that he lost his balance after being hit by his own "friendship punch" and accidentally twisted his ankle when he fell to the ground.
Thinking of this, Jiang Mu felt a pang of guilt.
"You really did sprain it; it's a bit swollen."
Chu Lingzhu checked and breathed a sigh of relief; at least the employer wasn't bullying her. She stood up and said, "Wait here, I'll go get some medicinal wine to rub on it for you, to improve blood circulation and remove bruises."
Jiang Mu helped Lan Rou'er up from the ground and helped her sit on the bamboo chair next to her.
The girl had her head down, and the tip of her nose was red.
Seeing Lingzhu bring over the medicinal wine, Jiang Mu volunteered to make amends: "I'll help her apply the medicine."
Without waiting for a refusal, he took the medicinal wine from Chu Lingzhu's hand, squatted down, and gently took Lan Rou'er's injured little foot in his hand without saying a word.
Chu Lingzhu opened her rosy lips, seemingly feeling that it was inappropriate for men and women to be so intimate.
But seeing Jiang Mu's open and honest demeanor, coupled with the boss's imposing presence, she ultimately said nothing.
I simply gave you some careful instructions on how to locate acupoints and how to massage them to resolve blood stasis.
Then, she stuffed a delicate little medicine box into Jiang Mu's arms: "Here, this is a powerful tonic for you. Remember to take it home and take it after you've massaged her feet. I still have a few poisons to prepare, I have to go now."
After saying that, the girl turned around and ran back to her large stone mortar to continue pounding.
Lan Rou'er sat in the chair, her face so red it looked like it was about to bleed.
She felt this was impolite.
The girl wanted to pull her foot out of Jiang Mu's hand, but he wasn't holding it tightly. For some reason, she didn't dare to use force, afraid that she would get punched a couple more times. So she could only sit there looking aggrieved.
The glistening tears couldn't be held back and started falling down again.
The girl's feet were extremely small.
However, it was only about the length of a palm.
It feels soft and frail in your hand, as if it has no bones.
Especially the ankles, which are so slender that they seem like they could be broken with the slightest force.
Just like her delicate and timid nature, she is someone who evokes pity.
The skin on the instep is thin, revealing the pale blue veins underneath, like a faint bluish tint seeping into fine white porcelain.
Five toes timidly huddled together, their toenails a light pink, neatly rounded, like tiny peach buds with five petals not yet fully open.
When the wind blows, it curls up slightly, revealing an indescribable shyness.
"Tsk tsk————"
As Jiang Mu gently rubbed her slightly swollen ankle with the medicinal wine, she secretly marveled at the sight.
He couldn't help but think of the feet of the demon girl Qiu Yuexin.
Qiu Yuexin's feet have a different kind of beauty.
Her skin was fair and slender, her bones and flesh were well-proportioned, and her toes were as round and lovely as pearls, exuding the unique charm and agility of the demon race.
It resembles a meticulously crafted work of art, making one want to handle and admire it.
And Chu Lingzhu's feet—
He had seen her once before; she was also fair-skinned, but looked healthier and more vibrant, with beautiful arches that exuded youthful energy and agility.
As for this one in my hand—
A strange analogy suddenly popped into Jiang Mu's mind:
If Qiu Yuexin's heart is like a bunch of chilled crystal grapes.
Or it might be a freshly dug water chestnut.
Crisp and sweet, every bite is refreshingly wild, leaving a lingering aftertaste.
Then, Little Doctor Chu Lingzhu is like a freshly baked flower cake.
It exudes a natural herbal fragrance and the sweetness of morning dew.
Not only are they pleasing to the eye, but they also exude a vibrant and resilient energy, and chewing them must be incredibly delicious.
And right now, what he held in his palm was—
It's like a bowl of almond tofu that's been simmered over a low flame, so delicate it's almost translucent.
It's like a bowl of the most tender and smooth double-skin milk.
It seems as if it would melt at the slightest touch, making one want to swallow it whole, yet afraid of offending its delicate nature.
"Hey, I'm not a gourmet, what am I thinking about making?"
Jiang Mu felt ashamed and quickly put the series of strange metaphors out of his mind.
After helping to apply the medicated wine, Jiang Mu felt it was inappropriate to stay any longer and left with the pills given to her by Chu Lingzhu.
Lan Rou'er hurriedly ran back to her room to change her dress.
The next few days were still dedicated to philosophical discussions.
I must say, the new pills Chu Lingzhu gave me are indeed powerful.
With just a small piece, in the time it takes to drink half a cup of tea, I felt a warm current rise from my dantian and quickly flow throughout my limbs and bones.
My back doesn't ache anymore, my legs aren't weak anymore, and I have plenty of energy.
It seems like they have inexhaustible energy.
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The final result was that Jiang Mu completely transformed into a Barrett heavy sniper rifle, unleashing full firepower and maximizing its power.
This allowed the proud and arrogant Shangguan Luoxue to experience what it meant to ascend to heaven in a spiral. And so, several more days of discussions on the Dao passed.
When the last of the forty-nine moves was completed and the two finally returned to peace, the entire hall seemed to tremble, and the union of yin and yang was completely achieved.
The Purple Mansion Cantong Qi, Great Perfection!
Inside the temple, the light and shadows are soft.
Pink peach petals, like an endless snowfall, fluttered down from the sky.
Shangguan Luoxue was still wearing a purple gauze dress.
Her cool, purple eyes looked down at the man in the hall.
She leaned against the base of the Buddha statue, her fair, jade-like hands gently stroking her high, protruding belly.
His tone was indifferent: "Our discussion ends here."