Lin Shiman is a few years older than Su Muxue, and has run a company, and her life and experience are slightly richer than Su Muxue.

Su Muxue was also very considerate and knew how to take care of other people's feelings when chatting, so the two had a great time talking.

All we talk about is food, attractions, and some interesting things in life.

This chat was just evening and it was time to close the store.

Click!

Lin Shiman locked the glass door of the store and left with Ye Mosu Muxue.

Lin Shiman first went to the original hotel, took Nan Nan over and went to Sheraton where Ye Mo stayed.

In the Presidential Suite.

Aunt Zhang had already prepared a sumptuous dinner and everyone sat together for dinner.

The food was fragrant and everyone was talking and laughing, while Nan Nan and Lele were sitting there, smiling and playing.

They were originally studying in Tianhai Pavilion Kindergarten, and they had a good relationship.

I haven't seen each other for a while, and the two little girls miss each other quite a bit.

Looking at the lively scene, Lin Shiman's nose felt sore after looking at Ye Mo again.

The fireworks of the world are the most touching of the hearts of ordinary people.

At this moment, she felt that the grievances and injustice she had suffered before had disappeared.

“It would be great if I could keep doing this…”

Lin Shiman thought to have dinner at Su Muxue's greeting.

11:00 pm.

Everyone was asleep, and Ye Mo sat cross-legged on the sofa in the living room of the suite.

He spread his right hand and saw a gray spherical object, as big as a baby's fist, floating in his palm.

This object is slightly transparent. Inside you can see thin gray lines as thick as hair, tangled together, thousands, densely packed.

On the thin line, there is spiritual power flowing.

A faint fragrance of lotus flowers floated throughout the room.

The fragrance is light and you can't smell it at all if you don't smell it carefully.

But being in the room and being surrounded by the fragrance will make people feel empty and relaxed.

This spherical object was taken out by Ye Mo from the Hei Shui Lake.

It is also because of this that the lotus flowers in Heishui Lake have been reluctant to bloom.

"The "Qihuang Heart Sutra" records that all things in heaven and earth have spirits."

"Man has spirits, beasts have spirits, grass has spirits, wood has spirits, stones have spirits, and soil has spirits. If you encounter masters' enlightenment, or if you get opportunities, you will turn into spirits."

Ye Mo smiled and looked at the spherical object in his hand:

"And this thing is the essence of lotus flowers, or it can be said to be the essence of lotus flowers."

Ye Mo rubbed the surface of the essence with his fingers, warm and cool, and beat slightly, like a heart, full of vitality.

"Where are strong spiritual energy, plants and trees are the easiest to become essence. However, the Hei Shui Lake has thin spiritual energy, with tens of thousands of lotus flowers. It is rare for one of the lotus flowers to become essence in this place. The road is fifty and the sky is forty-nine, leaving a glimmer of vitality!"

Ye Mo sighed.

After this lotus flower becomes essence, it is transformed into essence, hidden deep in the lake, emitting spiritual silk, absorbing life power from other lotus flowers, and strengthening itself.

This is also the fundamental reason why the lotus in Heishui Lake has not bloomed for a long time.

Ye Mo just put away the spirit and cut off the spirit silk at that time.

Therefore, at that moment, the lotus flowers in Heishui Lake were blooming in full bloom.

"The Qihuang Heart Sutra records that the essence and soul are of infinite magical use. If the monk takes it, it can enhance my cultivation. Ordinary people take it to prolong my life, but this essence and soul have just become the essence and have little spiritual power, which is basically useless to improve my cultivation."

"I want to see what it will become when it continues to grow up."

Ye Mo was a little curious.

In front of him was a flower pot with soil and water inside.

Ye Mo raised his palm lightly, and his soul slowly fell into the flower pot.
Chapter completed!