After a while, Li Mochou entered the house with several medicine bottles. He saw Murong Fu lying on the bed with his upper body bare and weak, his face turned slightly red. Although she served Murong Fu dressing and washing every day, it was the first time she was so naked.

Seeing that the master was green and purple, he felt inexplicably sad. He didn't care about the difference between men and women. He took a medicine bottle and then applied the medicine wine to Murong Fu.

Feeling the coldness and softness of the slender hands, seeing Li Mochou's slightly red eyes again, Murong Fu sighed in his heart, these days have finally been in vain.

In fact, Murong Fu suffered not seriously internal and external injuries, and he pretended to be listless.

It turned out that Murong Fu was too impressed by the "Chinlian Fairy" in the original work, cold and ruthless. He also saw the scene of Wan Zhenshan killing his master and seizing secret books with his own eyes. He was really afraid of raising a Red-Shenzhen Snake by his side.

Therefore, he took the opportunity to pretend to be seriously injured, and even deliberately asked Li Mochou to serve him along the way, all of which were deliberately trying. However, Li Mochou had no complaints along the way, and could not see anything.

In fact, Murong Fu didn't know that Li Mochou was originally a pure and gentle woman. Although Li Mochou has experienced emotional betrayal and has led to a major change in temperament, he has not yet reached the point of being completely destroyed by hatred.

In addition, he has been wandering in the world in recent years and has regretted leaving the ancient tomb. Now Murong Fu has to accept his disciples without any grudges and teaches all his magical skills. Li Mochou cherishes this fate between master and disciple very much, so he is so obedient.

After applying the medicinal wine, Li Mochou carefully put on Murong Fu's clothes. He remembered that those damn Shaolin bald donkeys actually beat their master like this, and then raised their long sword to take revenge.

Murong Fu said, "Advisor, the one who injured me is not from Shaolin Temple. If you settle this account later, I am not his opponent. What can you do if you go?"

Li Mochou then realized, yes, Master is not an opponent, so what can I do? Besides, I still have great revenge.

Momoly put down the sword in his hand, Murong Fu sat up and continued, "From you introductory, I have never taught you internal skills and mental methods."

Li Mochou was stunned, "Isn't that the Yijing bone forging chapter?"

Murong Fu said: "That is just the introductory mental method of this sect, and it is not considered a profound internal skill."

The Bone Forging of the Book of Changes is intended to expand and strengthen the meridians, which is the only way to lay the foundation. Murong Fu has already planned to use it as the introductory method of the Murong family.

Li Mochou was shocked. She had only practiced for less than ten days and felt that this mental method was so wonderful than what she had practiced before. Now she heard from the master that it was just an introductory mental method, so what would be the profound mental method or even the unique skills of the sect?

"The martial arts practiced by my master are called Beiming Divine Art. Your situation is a bit special. My master has been hesitating whether to pass it on to you. In the end, he decided to tell you the situation and decide whether to learn it yourself."

"Master, please tell me."

"After practicing the Beiming Divine Art, you can absorb the internal energy of others for your own use. Their skills grow very rapidly, but there are two disadvantages. The first is that you must transform your whole body's skills when practicing, and you must forget the past internal energy methods, otherwise your meridians will be destroyed and become useless."

"The second is that the Beiming Divine Art may have future problems, and I don't know what the future problems are."

Although Murong Fu highly praised the Beiming Divine Art, he firmly believed that there was no perfect martial arts in the world, and there would be no pie falling from the sky. The Beiming Divine Art definitely had some hidden dangers.

Li Mochou pondered for a while and said, "I have been practicing the ancient tomb mind method for more than ten years and have become accustomed to it. Even if I can give up my internal strength, I will never be able to forget the mind method. Therefore, I decided not to practice the Beiming Divine Art."

In fact, she still had an idea that she hadn't expressed, and wanted to suck things from other people into her body, especially those stinky men. She felt chills when she thought about it.

However, Li Mochou was still a little disappointed when he could not practice such magical skills.

Murong Fu nodded, "Although your internal strength is shallow, it is better than pure and deep. It is a pity to give it up. But you don't have to be disappointed. There are several other unique skills for your master, which is no worse than the Beiming Divine Arts. Today I will pass on one of you."

Li Mochou was overjoyed, and Yingying bowed and said, "Thank you, Master, for your teaching of magical skills. Disciples must practice well and will never be humiliated by the reputation of the Murong family."

"It doesn't matter whether you are famous or not. You just need to remember that if you don't let me down, I will never let you down." Murong Fu's tone was extremely light, but he was quite majestic, and there was a hint of murderous aura.

Li Mochou felt a stern in his heart when he heard this, "Yes, I remember it." He murmured and repeated, "If you don't let me down, I won't let you down..." But he thought of the unfaithful person inexplicably.

Murong Fu took out the Divine Foot Sutra copied in Shaolin Temple and read it, thought for a while, and then guided Li Mochou to practice.

"Master, are you really teaching me martial arts?" After practicing for a while, Li Mochou asked with a strange voice.

"Yes, this internal skill is called the Divine Foot Sutra, the full name is the Divine Foot Sutra of the Desire Samadhi of the Kingdom of Magata, and it is Tianzhu..."

Halfway through speaking, Murong Fu was stunned, feeling that a fever in his lower abdomen almost burst out. It turned out that he was only concerned about guiding Li Mochou how to practice. He only noticed how attractive her posture was when he heard her speak.

At this time, Li Mochou's face turned red, he supported the ground with one foot, leaned forward slightly, raised his hands, and raised his other foot by Murong Fu pulled it up high to the back. This posture fully showed Li Mochou's full chest, erect buttocks, and slender legs.

Li Mochou almost fainted. Such a shameful posture was considered a skill. He also thought that his master was taking advantage of him, but his body was weak and he could only fiddle with him. He hated this sensitive body in his heart.

Murong Fu swallowed his saliva, used the technique of clearing the heart and calming the Qi to calm down somewhere, and slowly explained: "This is a unique Buddhist teaching passed down from Tianzhu. Its status is not under the Shaolin Zhibao Yijin Sutra, which can strengthen the consciousness of the practitioner. It is very magical."

"Yes...but this posture is too... too shameful. Are you really taking advantage of me?"

Murong Fu said with a solemn look: "Nonsense, how can you take advantage of me? You can follow the route I teach and you will know if my teacher has lie to you."

Li Mochou suppressed his shyness and raised his true energy to follow the route that Murong Fu taught. After a moment, he felt that the true energy had grown slightly, his brain was clear, and even his body sensitivity was relieved. He believed in the master's words in his heart.

However, it is still a bit difficult to accept this shameful posture, especially when he was tricked by his master. Although he is just a teenager in his teens, he is still a man after all.
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