"Do you want to take a bath?" Widow Li asked shyly.

Lin Bai held the wine bottle and looked at Widow Li's shy look.

At this moment, no matter how stupid Lin Bai was, he understood what Widow Li was thinking!

"I... let's go!" Lin Bai stood up, holding the wine bottle, looking away from Widow Li, and walked towards the door, ready to leave.

Widow Li looked at Lin Bai blankly, looking at a loss.

At this time, she saw Lin Bai was leaving and couldn't help crying.

Lin Bai heard her crying and asked, "What's wrong?"

Widow Li shook her head lonely and said: "It's okay, you can go!"

Lin Bai turned around and saw Widow Li's tears uncontrollably flowing!

Widow Li shook her head and said: "I know you look down on me, I am a widow..."

Lin Bai said: "I didn't mean to look down on you!"

When Widow Li heard this, she immediately raised her head, and a smile appeared on her face that was full of tears. It was like a rainbow that clears up after the rain, so beautiful!

"real?"

"Then don't leave, okay!"

Widow Li stood up, ran barefoot in front of Lin Bai, fell into Lin Bai's arms, and hugged Lin Bai tightly: "Stay, I can live with you forever!"

"If you want to leave, you can take me with you. I can go anywhere with you. I don't care how much hardship you have to endure!"

Widow Li hugged Lin Bai tightly, her voice was particularly firm.

It was as if she could risk everything for Lin Bai as long as he was willing...

With the beauty in his arms, Lin Bai could deeply feel the heat of Widow Li's body and the softness of his body. At this moment, even the ice that had not melted for hundreds of millions of years would be melted by her tenderness!

But at this moment, a hint of enlightenment suddenly lit up Lin Bai's drunken face!

Lin Bai was being held by Widow Li, but for the first time, Lin Bai called out a person's name: "Xiaoxiao..."

"Xiaoxiao?"

"Bai Xiaoxiao?"

Lin Bai frowned.

Lin Bai was very familiar with this name, but Lin Bai could never remember where he had seen it!

Finally, a loud noise came from Lin Bai's mind. At this moment, all the memories came back!

Lin Bai thought of the peerless empress who wanted to dominate the world for him in the 180 South Point Region!

Widow Li said blankly: "What did you say?"

Lin Bai gently pushed Widow Li out of her arms and said, "What you just said was once said to me by someone!"

"I have to go now!"

"I really should go!"

"I want to go to Kunxu!"

Lin Bai said with firm eyes.

Widow Li said to Lin Bai: "Kunxu does not exist at all!"

"The old drunkard is lying to you!"

"Every warrior who comes to Lijia Village will be deceived by the old drunkard!"

"He's just trying to trick you into drinking the wine!"

"There is no such place as Kunxu here!"

Widow Li looked at Lin Bai and said.

"Kunxu is not here?" Lin Bai asked in surprise.

"No!" Widow Li nodded and said: "Why is the old drunkard so unpopular in the village? It's because he wants to deceive the warriors who come to Lijia Village, so the people in the village feel that he has ruined the atmosphere of the village, so they look down on him. he!"

"Did he tell you that Kunxu will only open on the fifteenth day of every month!"

Lin Bai nodded slightly.

Widow Li said: "He said this to everyone who came here!"

"After you have been here for a month, he will have other excuses!"

"Don't believe him!"

Widow Li said firmly.

Lin Bai fell silent and said in disbelief: "Is he lying to me?"

Widow Li hugged Lin Bai and said, "Don't leave, okay? Even if you want to leave, take me with you, okay?"

Lin Bai shook his head and said, pushing Widow Li away again, and said: "You can't go to the world I want to go to!"

“Actually, it’s quite nice here!”

"If I hadn't carried so much, maybe I would have stayed!"

"But now it's time for me to go!"

"There are three days left, it will be the fifteenth the old drunkard said!"

"I have to go now!"

Lin Bai turned around and left Widow Li's home.

Widow Li was wearing a long dress and looked blankly at Lin Bai who turned to leave!

After Lin Bai left Widow Li's house, he glanced at the old drunkard's house. Instead of going back, he turned around and walked out of Lijiacun!

Lin Bai left Lijiacun and walked on the street.

I don’t know how long I walked, but the night sky gradually became brighter.

Dawn is coming!

Lin Bai looked at the rising sun appearing on the horizon, silently walked up the mountain and started hunting as usual!

Walk up the mountain step by step!

At this time, it started to rain again in the sky!

The mountains are filled with invisible fog!

"This path of spiritual practice is like climbing a mountain. Every step must be grounded. Otherwise, if you take a careless step, you will fall!"

"Although the rain in the sky is tiny, it is so biting and cold when it falls on you!"

"The higher you go up the mountain, the stronger the wind will become. If the strong wind passes by, not a single blade of grass will grow!"

"The joys and sorrows all over the mountains and plains have nowhere to rest. They can only be turned into a ball of fire, which will either burn the world or keep warm..."

"Perhaps this is the true meaning of the artistic conception of the wind, the artistic conception of the earth, the artistic conception of raging fire, and the artistic conception of dripping water!"

"Am I enlightened?"

"Am I not enlightened?"

"Haha, who cares?"

Lin Bai walked up the mountain, found a place under a big tree, and sat down cross-legged.

Feel the wind between heaven and earth, feel the earth under your feet, feel the rain falling from the sky, feel the hot temperature in your heart...

"The world is cold, with strong winds and cold rain raging across the earth. I can only survive here with a burning heart..."

"I don't care how others understand the artistic conception of the strong wind, the artistic conception of the earth, the artistic conception of dripping water, or the artistic conception of raging fire!"

"But at this moment, this is my realization!"

"mine!"

Lin Bai's eyes flashed and he looked at the sky.

"The artistic conception of the wind is broken!"

At this moment, Gale's artistic conception reaches the state of Dzogchen!

"Fire mood! Broken!"

The artistic conception of raging fire then reaches the state of Dzogchen!

"The artistic conception of dripping water is broken!"

"The artistic conception of the earth is broken!"

Then the artistic conception of dripping water and the artistic conception of the earth broke through to the Great Perfection!

Lin Bai now has nine levels of artistic conception, the artistic conception of killing, the artistic conception of aurora, and the artistic conception of heavy rain, and has already reached the state of great perfection!

At this moment, Lin Bai was comprehending the meaning of January in Lijiacun. The artistic conception of the earth, the artistic conception of dripping water, the artistic conception of raging fire, and the artistic conception of strong wind then reached the state of great perfection!

But now there are only the Fengyun Artistic Concept and the Thunderous Artistic Concept, and there has never been any breakthrough. It is still in the early stage!

Lin Bai sat on the mountain, and the cold rain raged on him all day.

One day later, the sky cleared, and Lin Bai picked up his bow and arrow again and started hunting!

At dusk the next day, Lin Bai took the nine hares and returned to Lijia Village, back to the old drunkard's home!