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Chapter 15 Sweeping Eunuch, Hundreds of Years

In the morning, the sun rose for the second day.

The heavy snow stopped and the whole world turned white.

There was a scarlet stain left on the bed in Qingzhu Palace. The room was very warm, and the stove and silver frost charcoal prepared by Wang Zhaoyan in advance came in handy.

There are sparks jumping in the furnace, but no smoke is visible. It is indeed a very high-grade carbon material.

Lu Mingyuan's upper body was strong and naked, sitting cross-legged on the bed, with his hands on his knees, circulating martial arts energy, and wisps of crimson air shrouded his whole body. He opened the panel to check.

"Destiny Master: Lu Mingyuan"

"Cultivation: The Second Level of Martial Arts (Internal Refining)"

「功法：血饕天陨经·异食篇（第三层：2570/3000）、撼山拳（第四式：900/1000）、烈火刀法（第五刀（200/1000）」

Lu Mingyuan was extremely surprised when he found that the points in "Blood Eater's Meteor Sutra: Strange Eclipse" had increased by one hundred points.

Before he goes to bed every night, he will check it to make sure there is no mistake. There are indeed a hundred points more.

"Could it be that it can even absorb the Yin Yuan in a woman's body?"

It's like discovering a new continent.

Lu Mingyuan's eyes flashed with disbelief.

This new discovery made him feel a little shocked.

If this is the case, wouldn’t it be possible to continue practicing by doing that kind of thing every day?

No, it shouldn't be that simple.

Lu Mingyuan thought for a moment and thought that it was because Ziyun herself was a fourth-level martial arts cultivator, that's why it had such an effect.

There is this sentence at the beginning of "Blood Eater's Fall Sutra".

It feeds on all things, nourishes them in return to strengthen them, and replenishes what is lacking.

This means that as long as the object being swallowed has a lot of energy, it will absorb a lot of it to make up for its own shortcomings.

An ordinary woman would not be able to provide so many points.

Only genuine martial arts cultivators who absorb their Yin Yuan can achieve relative cultivation progress.

It can be further deduced that the higher the cultivation level, the more it can be absorbed.

This kind of absorption is not plundering, but feeding back to strengthen and strengthen the foundation.

After thinking about it, Lu Mingyuan couldn't help but have another question.

How did this evil technique appear in Qingzhu Palace?
  He has always been confused about the origin of "Blood Eater's Fall Sutra".

"Your Highness, it's time for breakfast."

A soft voice came from the door. Ziyun dragged her purple skirt and walked into the house carrying a large bowl of hot dumplings.

"The dumplings were newly made and freshly baked in the imperial kitchen this morning. My servant grabbed them for Your Highness."

At this time, her hair was soaked in the water from the melted snowflakes outside the house, and was messy. A few strands of blue hair were stuck to her temples, and there was a smile on her face, making her look somewhat charming.

It's just that the red mark under the snow-white collarbone is a little obvious.

Hearing Ziyun's melodious voice, Lu Mingyuan slowly opened his eyes, and saw that the person in front of him looked quite delicate, with crystal clear lips. His heart was moved again, but he still suppressed the impulse in his heart and said with a smile:
  "it is good."

Lu Mingyuan put on his clothes, sat on the chair and picked up chopsticks, and soon discovered something was wrong. Ziyun seemed a little different from yesterday.

His eyes moved from top to bottom and couldn't help but move downward.

Her face was much rosier, and there was a smile on her face. In addition, her chest was bulging, very straight and plump, completely different from before.

Ziyun followed Lu Mingyuan's gaze and looked down, her face immediately turned red, and she said in a voice as delicate as a mosquito:
  "His Highness said last night that corsets are not allowed to be used, so the slaves are useless today."

Lu Mingyuan coughed lightly: "Okay, let's do this from now on."

It is said that if a woman lowers her head and cannot see her toes, she is extremely beautiful in the world.

The ancients never lied to me.

"Are the dumplings delicious?"

"Well, it's delicious."

"Great!" Ziyun received Lu Mingyuan's approval, and a beautiful smile appeared on her lips, obviously very happy.

Lu Mingyuan ate the dumplings silently, staring at the smile on her face, feeling a little envious in his heart.

This woman is really easy to satisfy.

Just a word of affirmation can make you happy all day long.

Compared to myself, I simply don’t have too many worries.

He still wants to practice every day, why?
  It's not just to get rid of the legitimate rights, get rid of the shackles of the body, and be able to control one's own life and death.

Until he can protect himself and not be threatened by anyone, that's when he goes out.

There is a saying that goes like this.

If you don't live the way you want to live, sooner or later you will live the way you want to live.

He had already verified this truth in his previous life. After taking the exam for three years, he finally came to shore. However, his life was not that good. He just didn't live the way he wanted.

So now, he is not confused at all. On the contrary, he is full of energy and has clear goals.

"Practice martial arts!"

After breakfast, Lu Mingyuan picked up his saber, put on only a white bamboo pattern blouse, and walked to the mountain behind Leng Gong. It was deserted and full of abandoned bamboo forests, which was suitable for practicing swordsmanship.

On the way, he once again saw the old eunuch he saw a month ago, cleaning the snow in the courtyard and clearing the official road covered by the snow.

He was stooped and dressed in a eunuch's blue robe. His face was beardless, but his hair was all white. His face was old, but his energy was very good.

But this time, Lu Mingyuan chose to step forward and talk: "Which palace is my father-in-law a servant of? He is so old, why have I never seen him before?"

"I have met His Highness."

The old eunuch stopped, bowed respectfully to Lu Mingyuan, and replied in a high-pitched voice: "Your Highness, my name is Wei Gao. People in the palace call me Wei Laojiu. I don't belong to any palace. My duty is to clean the cold palace." .”

Lu Mingyuan smiled lightly and said, "My father-in-law looks very old. How long have you been sweeping the floor in the cold palace?"

When Wei Laojiu heard this, he did not answer immediately, but thought for a moment, hesitated and said: "The cold palace has always been cleaned by the old slave."

"Have you spent your whole life sweeping the land in the cold palace? Judging from your age, you should be almost a hundred years old."

"It's not that exaggerated. It's close to a hundred years old." Wei Laojiu lowered his head and said.

Lu Mingyuan frowned, then relaxed his brows, narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at this plain-looking old eunuch.

From his perspective, although this man was physically strong, he had no martial arts skills at all.

But this was bizarre enough.

An ordinary person with no cultivation base can live close to a hundred years. Apart from being old, his body does not appear to be in any way sick or infirm.

He felt that the old eunuch was lying.

Maybe still over a hundred years old.

Lu Mingyuan planned to test it again: "My father is now only ten years younger than my father-in-law. Although he has a regimen of health care and the support of the Taoist Beauty Pill, his health is still not as good as before. However, my father-in-law said that he had spent his whole life sweeping the land in the cold palace and was close to Baisui, are you telling me a story?"

When Wei Laojiu heard these words, he looked slightly frightened and said respectfully: "The Holy One is wise and powerful. He has been in power for a decade. He worked hard and worked hard day and night. Only then did he usher in the prosperous age of Yong'an. He must have been overworked." , but the old slave is just a sweeper, and all he does is boring and repetitive things, how can we compare?"

Lu Mingyuan was helpless when he saw that his answers were perfect and left no trace.

Even if you use "Know People", you can't see any signs of lying, which means it's the truth.

"Forget it, let's go."

"Yes."

If Wei Laojiu was granted amnesty, he picked up the broom and turned around to leave.

Lu Mingyuan walked with a knife, and on the way to the back mountain, the more he thought about it, the more something was wrong.

Combined with the dilapidated Taoist temple in the back mountain, the fallen Taoist priests, and the origin of Leng Palace, I always feel that there is another story behind it.

"Based on time, Leng Gong was founded more than a hundred years ago by Dayan. It should be more than two hundred and sixty years ago. Is there a possibility that he has been sweeping the floor since Leng Gong existed? If that is the case, The saying 'Leng palaces are always cleaned by old slaves' is true, and I am indeed not lying. If my guess is correct, wouldn't this person have lived for more than two hundred and sixty years?"

When Lu Mingyuan figured it out, he suddenly turned back and wanted to ask the old eunuch again.

It took only a moment for the old eunuch to disappear in the vast snowy landscape.

(End of this chapter)