It was said that Huang Mao was good, but it became the fairy's white moonlight

Chapter 117 Cat turns into tiger
The reason why Han Mo took Shang Xiufang to discuss cultivation issues was not because he encountered any difficulties in cultivation.

Rather, he wanted to see what unique insights the characters in the game had on the enlightenment technique.

Although he did encounter some problems at the beginning, that is, the comprehension skills in the game were slightly different from those in reality.

There are two attribute panels in the game: aptitude and understanding. The higher the aptitude, the faster the cultivation speed. The higher the understanding, the faster the ability to comprehend the skills.

In the game, these two attributes are visual values, but now in reality, Han Mo cannot see his qualifications and understanding.

This is also the biggest difference between games and reality.

Putting aside the premise of understanding, practicing skills in the game is actually completed by collecting understanding points in a form similar to some kind of fruit-cutting mini-game.

With Han Mo's superb proficiency, when he was studying the skills in the game, he could not miss a single point of understanding and complete the study with [-]% efficiency.

But reality is no small game. At first glance, Han Mo's proficiency seems to be of little use.

However, over the past few days, he has been enlightening and groping at the same time.

Gradually, I discovered that after entering the state of concentration in reality, at a certain point in time, I will occasionally enter a magical state of emptiness. In this state, meditating on the exercises will get twice the result with half the effort.

How to enter the state of emptiness is somewhat similar to how to collect comprehension points in the game.

In other words, the way of understanding in the game is actually reflected in another way in reality.

It's just that Han Mo has only been enlightened for about ten days, and he has not yet fully understood this specious method of enlightenment.

If he can fully understand it, he can use his proficiency in the game. In the future, the speed at which he can master the skills will probably be difficult to match in the entire Bahuang world.

That's why he came to ask Shang Xiufang for advice, wanting to learn from the perspective of a real monk.

Of course, this is only one of the reasons.

However, during the discussion, Shang Xiufang was always a little flustered and absent-minded.

Han Mo also noticed her lack of interest in discussing cultivation, so he thoughtfully changed the topic.

"Xiufang, everyone, your relationship with Mengyao seems to be pretty good lately?"

"Ah, Mengyao...she is a good girl, I quite like her."

Since the last time she had an in-depth chat with Su Mengyao while she was recuperating in the Hou Mansion, Shang Xiufang felt that Su Mengyao was simple and sincere.

Unlike those rich and wealthy people in the imperial capital, who have so many philandering ways, nor like the disciples of the Holy Land, who like to scheming and fighting.

So the two gradually became good friends.

Han Mo nodded, his expression suddenly became solemn:
"Everyone Xiufang, Mengyao has not had many friends since she was a child. One of the few friends she has has betrayed her, so I sincerely hope you can become friends with her."

The betrayer Han Mo mentioned was naturally referring to the Hu Meier from a year ago.

Shang Xiufang also learned about this from Su Mengyao, and she sympathized with the little girl's experience.

"It's natural. I, Shang Xiufang, don't make just any friends. Mengyao is really a good kid..."

But having said that, Han Mo, you are too concerned about Su Mengyao, right? "

Perhaps because of the change of topic, Shang Xiufang's original panic gradually calmed down. When she heard Han Mo say this, she felt a little uncomfortable.

It seems that Han Mo cares too much about Su Mengyao, which is a bit annoying. He also feels that Han Mo is clearly chatting with him, but he is caring about other women in his heart, which is a bit annoying.

Han Mo's words undoubtedly caused her mood to decline.

however……

Han Mo quickly smiled and said sincerely:

"Meng Yao is my cousin. I have watched this girl grow up since she was a child. Why not care more about her?"

As he spoke, he paused for a moment, then stared at Shang Xiufang sincerely:
"Of course, not only Mengyao, if possible, I also hope to have the opportunity to care about you and Xiufang."

To outsiders, this is undoubtedly a very stupid statement.

As a disciple of Wangqing Holy Land and the most talented direct descendant of the Holy Land for thousands of years, Shang Xiufang is the most dazzling new star in the entire Great Zhou Dynasty and the leader of the righteous path in the future.

Looking at the entire Zhou Dynasty, there are no more than five people who are qualified to "care" about her, and this also includes her seniors.

And there is no man who is qualified to care about her.

But such silly words made Shang Xiufang's eyes tremble slightly and her voice became stiff:

"Han Mo, stop being attentive to me. Didn't I tell you before? It's impossible between us... You should keep these words to Su Mengyao!"

Despite the stiff and straightforward words of rejection, Shang Xiufang's mood suddenly became clearer.

"No, this isn't showing courtesy, it's just sincerity...that's all!"

Han Mo smiled helplessly.

Then he seemed to think of something again, and suddenly reached into his arms, as if he wanted to take out something:
"By the way, everyone, Xiufang, there is something that I don't know whether to talk about or not!"

"It's inappropriate!" Shang Xiufang keenly sensed something and quickly refused.

However, it was too late.

Han Mo took out a projection jade slip from his arms, placed it gently on the desk, and asked with a little curiosity:
"That night, Nannan said that you used my projection to do that... Well, is that true?"

What should come is still coming!
Ahhhhh, Han Mo, I told you not to talk anymore, why are you like this!
Han Mo suddenly played this card, causing Shang Xiufang, who had just become more cheerful, to collapse instantly.

In just a few minutes with Han Mo, her mood was like a roller coaster, experiencing various ups and downs.

"Han Mo, that is..."

After finally regaining her composure, just when she was panicking and trying to cover up the matter, Han Mo's next move interrupted her words.

"I picked up some jade slip fragments in your room before. Because I was a little curious, I specially found a craftsman who specializes in jade slips in Yi Feng City to repair this jade slip..."

As he spoke, Han Mo activated the projection jade slip.

With a swish sound, the jade slip projected a portrait.

This is a holographic magic projection with no blind spots. The portrait is none other than Han Mo himself.

Han Mo in the picture is wearing thin clothes, and he doesn't even wear any clothes on his upper body, revealing his strong upper body in fine clothes.

Those beautiful and charming deep eyes carry a somewhat seductive aura.

The characters in the portraits even blink slightly and occasionally reveal a gentle smile.

Taken together in this way, a flushable astringent picture is achieved.

ah--!
The moment she saw this astringent picture, Shang Xiufang let out a high-decibel scream in her heart.

As a high-ranking saint, at this moment, she was like a little girl, losing her sense of proportion.

Perhaps she had never been as panicked as she is now in her life.

However, Han Mo’s attack continues:
"Honestly, everyone, Xiufang, I'm actually quite surprised."

He looked at Shang Xiufang with a smile. In sharp contrast to Shang Xiufang's panic, his attitude at this moment was exceptionally calm.

"I never expected that a direct descendant of the Holy Land like you, Xiufang, a peerless fairy who pursues the path of forgetfulness, would actually have that kind of demand!"

Han... Han Mo, stop talking!

Under Han Mo's unwillingness to let go of his questioning, Shang Xiufang fell into absolute passivity.

Even the atmosphere in the cabin at this moment gradually became ambiguous and beautiful.

"Han Mo, that's just a misunderstanding. Don't talk nonsense."

Shang Xiufang's heart was in chaos, but she still tried to maintain calm on the outside. After all, she was a saint of the Holy Land and could not make a fool of herself at this time.

"Xiufang, everyone, as a Holy Land fairy, lying is not a good habit! In fact, you don't have to do this. To be honest, I am a little surprised that you appreciate me so much, but I am more flattered."

Han Mo was still calm, and even changed from his previous honest demeanor to become a little more forceful.

"No, it's not."

Facing Han Mo's continuous attacks, Shang Xiufang's tone finally could no longer maintain the pretended calmness. She rarely made a pleading voice like a delicate girl:
"Han Mo, if you really care about me, please forget what happened that day!"

This is already a request.

When Han Mo heard this, he showed a seemingly happy smile:

"That is to say, everyone, Xiufang, as long as I don't mention this matter again, you will be willing to accept my concern?"

"Yes, it is……"

In a panic, Shang Xiufang didn't even think about whether Han Mo would climb up the pole and confess his love to her again after saying this.

In her opinion, she had made enough concessions, so that this shameful matter could finally be overcome.

She secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

however……

"Really? So in the eyes of everyone in Xiufang, my concern for you is actually such a cheap thing?"

"Eh?"

Shang Xiufang was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously raised her head, only to see Han Mo, who showed a joyful smile one second, but the next second his face seemed to change, and his face turned completely gloomy.

Han Mo changed his meek image before, stood up, walked forcefully in front of Shang Xiufang, lowered his head and looked down at her:
"If this is the case, then I would rather not have such charity, so..."

His tone was somewhat sarcastic and he said aggressively:
"I still want to know. What did you do with my projection that night?"

(End of this chapter)