Time flies by, and three years have passed in the blink of an eye.
On a hot summer afternoon, the sun shone brightly on the earth, and the air was extremely hot. Even the birds in the trees stood in the shade.
Feng Family
Rong Muxi is now seven years old, but to outsiders, she is still six. At this moment, she is playing on the grass in the yard. There is a big tree by the wall, and its large shade is just right to block the scorching sun. Rong Muxi is sitting in the shade of the tree, with Xiaoxue, who is resting on the grass, leaning against her back.
Rong Muxi took a tender blade of grass that she had plucked from the grass and stuffed it into Xiaoxue's mouth.
Xiaoxue, a carnivore, has been forced by Rong Muxi to now start eating grass.
A man and a wolf; one pulled up grass to feed the wolf, while the other ate as if chewing wax.
After finishing her meal, she still had to answer Rong Muxi's question: "Xuexue, was it delicious?"
Xiaoxue could only nod resignedly, otherwise she would be fed even more.
Rong Qi and Feng Qinghuang chatted in the pavilion while looking after the children.
Suddenly, Feng Muwan appeared, picked up Rong Muxi, and headed towards the pavilion.
Before Xiaoxue could even react, she saw the little one in her arms being taken away.
Upon seeing that it was Master Wanwan, Xiaoxue lay back down in her original spot.
"Why did Wanwan suddenly come back?"
Feng Muwan teased her younger sister in her arms: "I just missed you, Mother. Besides, this trip back was a good opportunity to sort out my sister's destiny and meridians. She's about seven years old now, so she's almost old enough to handle my spiritual power."
Feng Qinghuang nodded: "Will there be any danger?"
"No, Mother, don't worry."
Feng Muwan looked down at the baby in her arms and said, "Little sister, I'm going to channel my spiritual energy into your body later. Don't resist, I won't hurt you, okay?"
Upon hearing her sister's words, Rong Muxi nodded without hesitation: "Okay, sister."
Feng Muwan brought her parents and younger sister into the room, set up a protective barrier, and began to help her younger sister with her hair.
Feng Muwan took out the life tablet that her master had given her before she left, and used spiritual power as a guide and the life tablet as a medium to travel through Rong Muxi's body.
Throughout the entire process, Feng Qinghuang and Rong Qi kept a close eye on her, fearing that their daughter might be in pain or unable to endure it. However, Rong Muxi showed absolutely no reaction.
After an incense stick had burned, Feng Muwan withdrew her spiritual power: "That's good now. My sister won't be able to tell that she's from another world in this world."
Feng Qinghuang was extremely excited: "That's wonderful, my darling Wanwan, thank you for your hard work. When you go to the God Realm, don't forget to thank your master for your father and mother."
"Yes, Mother, I remember. My little sister can start cultivating spiritual power from now on. Mother, here's this. This was chosen by Master for my little sister. It's the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden Technique, which is quite suitable for her aptitude." My little sister is already seven years old now. In ordinary families, children start their education at five.
Feng Qinghuang took the cultivation manual and examined it carefully. Although she didn't know what her daughter's innate talent was, she knew that this cultivation manual was a Heaven-rank manual and was excellent.
"Okay, Mother, I'll remember. How many days can you stay this time?"
Feng Muwan was suddenly stunned by her mother's question. This time, she had only told her master before running away. Moreover, because of that so-called God Lord, who was blocking her way every day, she had only returned home to avoid him.
As for staying home for a few days, I really haven't thought about it.
"Let's stay for ten days or half a month first."
Feng Qinghuang frowned, looking at her daughter with flickering eyes, then turned to look at Rong Qi, who indicated that he didn't know either.
Feng Qinghuang felt that if she asked her now, she might not tell her, so she should ask her alone sometime. Had something happened in the Heavenly Realm? She seemed so preoccupied.
After dinner, Feng Qinghuang pulled her daughter to sit down in the courtyard.
"My dear daughter, is there something you're hiding from your mother? Is there something you don't want your father to hear? Can you tell your mother?"
Feng Muwan had already forgotten what had happened during the day and shook her head: "No, Mother, I have nothing to hide from you."
Feng Qinghuang stared at her intently and saw that her eyes were clear and she didn't seem to be lying.
"It was during the day that your mother asked you how many days you wanted to stay at home, and your eyes darted around and you gave a vague answer, so your mother wanted to ask you. But if not, then your mother might have misjudged you."
Feng Muwan nestled in Feng Qinghuang's arms: "Mother, I know you're worried about me. Don't worry, Wanwan has grown up and not anyone can bully her. Mother, can I ask you something? What was Father like when he was pursuing you?"
When Feng Qinghuang heard her daughter ask this question, she roughly knew what was wrong with her.
"Back then, when I came down from the mountain, I met your father for the first time and was captivated by his face. Later, I saved him, and that's how I became entangled with him..."
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