Li Mansion.

The sunlight shines through the tall treetops and casts a sparkling light on the snow on the wall.

Suddenly, a figure slid gracefully across the white snow on the wall, leaving only a shallow footprint.

Then, the figure jumped over the wall silently like a drifting leaf and landed steadily in the courtyard.

"call."

Before she could breathe a sigh of relief, a nightmare-like voice suddenly sounded behind her.

"Hey! General Li still remembers to go home?"

"Mom! What are you talking about!" Li Yinhuan pouted and took Hong Funu's arm.

Hong Fu Nu snorted coldly and said, "General Li, tell me, where have you been these past two days without going home?"

Li Yinhuan stammered, "Well... Mom... I'm in the camp..."

"Really?" Hong Funu raised her eyebrows, looked at Li Yinhuan with a half-smile, and murmured, "You have been in the military camp these two days?"

“Ah… yes!”

Li Yinhuan tried to laugh it off.

"Really?" Hong Fu Nu smiled and glanced at her daughter.

"Really, Mom!"

"If I don't stay in the camp, where else can I go?"

Li Yinhuan found her state and feeling and began to take the initiative.

Hong Fu Nu glanced at her and asked, "Then why are your eyes so red?"

"ah?"

Li Yinhuan came back to his senses, hurriedly touched his eye sockets and pretended to be stupid.

"Red? Red? How come I don't know?"

Hong Fu Nu's extremely beautiful face was smiling, and she pursed her lips in a playful, yet captivating way, and said calmly,

"Okay, stop hiding it."

"I know everything."

"You, you've never lied since you were little, why are you still lying?"

"Your brother has confessed everything. We, Yinhuan, should take care of it ourselves, right?"

"Whose son is this, whose young master is this? Tell me quickly!"

Hong Fu Nu spoke with a smile, her eyes full of the blazing fire of gossip.

Li Yinhuan stamped her feet and said dissatisfiedly: "Little brother!!!"

Hong Fu Nu glanced at Li Yinhuan and said with great dissatisfaction: "Yinhuan!"

"How dare you blame your brother?"

"If it weren't for your brother, I would still be kept in the dark!"

"Such a big thing, and you're not the first one to tell your mother!!!"

"Mom, it's not like that..." Li Yinhuan tried to explain.

"What? Not what?"

Hong Fu Nu looked at her daughter with eyes full of light, like a sea of ​​stars on a moonlit night.

A sly and playful smile suddenly appeared on his face. "He hasn't been home for several days and hasn't come home at night. What should I do?"

"When are you going to come and ask for marriage? You have to let your mother know. Don't do anything sudden like this. You might scare your father."

"Mother..." Li Yinhuan said coquettishly, "It's not what you think..."

"Okay, okay, I understand." Hong Fu said with a smile.

"Yeah." Li Yinhuan still hadn't breathed a sigh of relief.

Hong Funu leaned close to Li Yinhuan's ear and asked softly, "Which family is this young master from? You haven't told me yet..."

Li Yinhuan: “…”

…

Qin Mansion.

Qin Yuan looked at Yuan Gong and said expectantly, "Master Yuan, let's get started!"

Let us take a look at what the legendary internal energy is!

He is really looking forward to it.

As for the negative buff of not being able to fight others before mastering the Nine Yang Divine Art, and being easily discouraged and dying, it didn't matter to Qin Yuan.

Yuan Gong nodded slightly and said calmly: "Master, please listen carefully..."

"Let him be strong as he pleases, and let the gentle breeze caress the hills."

"Let him be as arrogant as he wants; the bright moon shines on the vast river."

"He is cruel and evil on his own, but I am full of energy."

“…”

Yuan Gong spoke in a mysterious tone, as if it came from another world, and he spoke eloquently for a full half hour.

Then, he lifted his sleeve, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and asked breathlessly, "Grandmaster, how do you feel?"

"ah?"

"It's over?"

After listening to classical Chinese for most of the day, Qin Yuan finally came to his senses.

"It's over." Yuan Gong smiled.

"Then, how do you practice?" Qin Yuan asked curiously.

He was actually quite familiar with this line, having heard Zhang Dazha recite it dozens of times.

"Don't you already know?" Yuan Gong said mysteriously.

"Ah?" Qin Yuan was stunned for a moment and murmured, "I already know?"

"Yes, you already know it." Yuan Gong nodded and repeated.

"What do I know? I don't know anything..."

Qin Yuan looked at the Beggars' Sect leader in front of him with an expressionless face.

You old man, are you kidding me?

Yuan Gong was stunned for a moment, and asked in confusion: "Grandmaster, are you serious?"

"You really know nothing, feel nothing?"

"I don't know. Why would I lie to you if I have nothing to do?" Qin Yuan looked at him with disgust.

It’s unreliable, really unreliable!

"Impossible!"

"That's absolutely impossible!"

Yuan Gong shook his head repeatedly, his face full of disbelief.

"Why is it impossible?" Qin Yuan asked, "Apart from that mental formula, you didn't say anything else."

"For example, from which acupuncture point to which acupuncture point, where to store, which meridian to open, and how to feel and recognize the meridians..."

Qin Yuan raised some scientific questions based on his understanding of internal power.

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