“Dual cultivation?”
The words fell.
For a moment, the air became somewhat delicate.
Creaking—
What sound was that?
Ke Mo was stunned and looked down, only to see a certain ice chunk clenching Tian Shuang Sword, causing it to creak.
Emmmm.
If these words were not directed at himself, this sword would probably have already come down.
Lifting his head again, he met Ying Bing’s scrutinizing gaze.
Ke Mo: “!”
Would he be rejected?
It’s all because of those flower thieves in the martial world, who always say that the evil practice of absorbing yin to supplement yang is dual cultivation, making people misunderstand easily.
“Practicing our two sword techniques together can also be considered dual cultivation, right?”
“This is proper martial arts.”
Ke Mo added.
“What does proper or improper matter?”
Ying Bing tilted her head in confusion.
Just now, she was actually wondering which part of the Eastern Wilderness Ke Mo’s inheritance came from.
How could there be martial arts related to dual cultivation?
After some thought, Ying Bing pondered:
“Martial arts in this area require very high standards from both parties.”
“It may not necessarily be suitable for practice. Show it to me first.”
“Alright.”
Ke Mo nodded and took out a few pale golden sheets from his chest.
Ying Bing sat down at the stone table, placed Tian Shuang across her knees, and looked down, her expression showing surprise.
“Sophisticated top-grade martial arts?”
“Yes, I stumbled upon them by chance.”
“Come to my room tonight.”
“Huh?”
“Isn’t that what you wanted—dual cultivation?”
“… ”
Ice Chunk responded surprisingly quickly.
Little Ke Mo learned with admiration that she was indeed decisive.
Speaking of dual cultivation… could it also be considered an investment?
After leaving the martial arts behind, Ke Mo saw Shang Wu leaning against the back door, beckoning him with a finger.
The meaning was:
“Come out and get hit.”
Ke Mo sighed and went out through the back door.
Only after he left did Ying Bing’s hand, holding the paper sheets, slowly tighten.
She wasn’t an ignorant little girl.
This was indeed proper dual cultivation martial arts.
But even if they were proper, they were usually practiced between partners.
The Moon Palace strictly forbids disciples from falling in love.
In her previous life, many disciples were caught because they secretly practiced similar martial arts.
But now, she…
That strange feeling in her heart.
Made her want to curl her fingers involuntarily.
But, if not for this pretext, she wouldn’t know how to carry out the punishment standard.
After all, Ke Mo wouldn’t drink too much and wander into the wrong room every day…
It’s fine.
This is to return to the top rankings as soon as possible…
And also to repay him…
Yes, that’s it, no other meaning…
Moreover, she could understand what kind of constitution Ke Mo had, which led to such peculiar inner energy.
With this in mind, Ying Bing looked down seriously.
…
Outside the courtyard.
The fire-colored glow once again enveloped this space.
Ke Mo still felt uncomfortable staying in the field, but he didn’t try to burn his inner energy again. After all, staying here could refine his inner energy.
Besides, if the master paid attention and promptly patched up any gaps, his moves last time wouldn’t work.
Looking up, he saw Shang Wu sitting on the wall with her legs crossed.
“Today, I’ll still teach you how to fight.”
“But today’s lesson is real combat.”
“Come, attack me.”
She beckoned with her finger.
Ke Mo actually saw a hint of seriousness on his usually lazy master’s face?
He couldn’t help but focus.
Hmm.
Start with the Wind Shadow Step.
Then use the Star Staff.
Then be knocked away by the master’s finger.
As soon as the thought fell, his body moved.
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…
Just when he thought everything was going according to plan.
He saw those eyes filled with fire color.
Ke Mo suddenly felt suffocated in his chest, struck by lightning, as if a divine mountain was crushing him, while he was just a crushed blade of grass.
His vision directly plunged into darkness.
He died.
No, he didn’t really d*e.
He just experienced a true d*ath.
That trembling aura remained in his consciousness even after he woke up.
“You woke up faster than I expected.”
Shang Wu was still sitting on the wall, swinging her crossed legs leisurely.
“Just now…”
“Practicing swordsmanship involves intent, so naturally a hammer can be used for more than just hitting.”
Shang Wu jumped down.
“Is it the sharpness of the weapon?” Ke Mo asked tentatively.
“Not entirely.”
The fire color in Shang Wu’s eyes faded:
“You’re currently unaware of your own treasure.”
“Follow the old rules, talk while fighting.”
“…”
Ke Mo fell silent.
He wouldn’t survive one day like this?
…
Night fell.
Another day of combat training ended.
“Now I understand why the master never had students before.”
“If someone else had been here, their grave would already be three feet tall.”
Ke Mo, who didn’t want to move a single finger, sank his mind into the fields.
To be honest, if he could endure Shang Wu’s training methods, the results would be quite impressive.
His inner energy grew slightly stronger.
And this wasn’t even the key point.
If he fought against his previous self, under similar conditions of inner energy, he was confident he could win within ten moves.
His realm and combat skills improved remarkably.
Given another month or so, perhaps he could achieve perfect qi condensation?
Dragging his tired body into the courtyard, Ke Mo saw the “Phoenix Singing Heaven Marsh” he gave to the ice chunk lying quietly on the stone table.
Clearly, the ice chunk had read it and simply discarded it here.
“By the way, I haven’t read it myself yet.”
Ke Mo heated his rice, eating while reading.
This martial art has four levels.
The first level emphasizes the blending of breaths.
The second level, the fusion of spirit.
The third level… the unity of soul and flesh.
“Does this mean… the unity of soul and flesh…”
Ke Mo fell silent for a moment.
[10 years of martial arts insight successfully injected]
[First year…]
…
Soon, the deduction was complete.
Hmm, it’s quite strange. He understood this pretty quickly.
Ke Mo opened his mouth, forgetting to swallow his food.
This martial art can be practiced by the same gender, but they can never reach the third level.
Because both parties need to know each other thoroughly.
Only then can their essence, energy, and spirit temporarily merge perfectly.
Sigh…
Same-gender isn’t completely out of the question… but that’s not the point!
Ice Chunk hasn’t reached this level, right?
“Ke Mo.”
A familiar voice came from upstairs.
Ying Bing stood at the window.
“Come up.”
“Okay.”
Ke Mo’s mood was a bit uneasy.
Creak—
Opening the door, he met Ying Bing’s clear gaze.
Ke Mo felt a bit uneasy under her stare:
“How much of that dual cultivation martial art have you learned?”
“I’ve barely mastered the first level, and I plan to start on the rest tomorrow…”
“That’s great, the first level is enough, it’s sufficient.”
Ke Mo felt a slight relief.
At this moment, a familiar coldness began to spread from Ying Bing’s body.
In the darkness.
The girl patted the bed, her voice cold:
“Take off your clothes and come over.”
