While the male and female protagonists were about to wreak havoc on the battlefield, Hua Rong and her group were enjoying a carefree life in the mountains.
"You started learning martial arts too late; you need to work hard. You can only stop after chopping a thousand catties of firewood today."
"Ah! My wife is so cruel!"
Seeing Wu Banyao's aggrieved look, Hua Rong felt truly helpless.
Wu Banyao's eyes darted around quickly. She leaned closer and said to Hua Rong, "Wife, if I cut down a thousand catties, you'll let me kiss you, okay?"
"Bang"
Hua Rong kicked him to let him know her answer.
Hua Rong said, "Wu Banyao, I'll say it again, I consider you my younger brother."
Wu Banyao sat on the ground, puffing out his cheeks, and said angrily, "But I consider you my wife, and I'm older than you, so shouldn't I be your older brother?"
Cui Liu, who was washing vegetables nearby, said quietly, "Second Young Master, Rongrong treats you like a younger brother, but all you think about is sleeping with her. The world is going to the dogs, the world is going to the dogs."
Not far from the rural houses, the men in black who heard the commotion couldn't help but yawn.
How boring. The same conversation every day makes him want to sleep.
Hua Rong spent ten years in the Wu family mansion, secretly learning how to do business, but had no intention of putting it into practice.
Firstly, although this dynasty was not entirely enlightened, it was still prosperous and powerful.
Secondly, she sensed danger.
It wasn't the people in this world who posed a danger to her, but rather a vague, unseen feeling.
She didn't dwell on the danger; instead, she decided to step out of the vortex, see more of the scenery, and temper her mind.
State of mind.
These two words were elusive and intangible, making them impossible for Hua Rong to understand.
His body was too weak to practice Qi cultivation techniques.
So she turned to cultivating her mind.
Over the next three years, she took Wu Banyao and Cuiliu to many places and saw many beautiful sights.
She discussed martial arts with reclusive masters in the mountains, Buddhism with eminent monks, the nation with the powerful and wealthy, wealth with the rich, medicine with doctors, and survival with ordinary people.
He even entered the palace and sought out the current ruler of the world.
Through constant debate, her state of mind continued to improve.
With the insights gained from the previous few worlds, Hua Rong had a direction for cultivation.
She wrote a book called "The Inner Classic of Vital Energy" and practiced it slowly.
Unlike the Qigong techniques, the Yuanqi Inner Classic will not burden this weak body.
Of course, we also can't let her fight against a thousand men alone.
However, it can help her broaden her mind, improve her memory, and keep her looking young.
Hua Rong once wondered if the inner classic he wrote was a martial arts manual.
The answer is naturally no.
After thinking it over and over, she still had no answer.
This inner scripture doesn't cultivate internal strength, but rather a state of mind.
When your mind is open, it seems that all mental blockages have disappeared.
With a photographic memory and a peaceful mind, one can remain calm and composed in the face of all things.
Hua Rong subconsciously felt that the benefits this inner classic brought her were even greater than those of the Yuan Qi Gong method.
She walks through mountains and rivers, observing all things to temper her heart, experiencing worldly affairs yet forgetting them, seeing ten thousand people yet forgetting them all.
These days were peaceful. With someone protecting them and Hua Rong's methods, no one disturbed their journey.
One morning eight years after she left Nanxi, she discovered that she could hear sounds from dozens of miles away.
She was surprised at that time.
She practiced internal medicine, but ended up with super hearing?
This ability initially troubled her for quite some time.
Because she couldn't control this ability, she would hear constant noise in her ears when she tried to sleep.
With no other option, she said goodbye to Wu Banyao and went into the deep mountains and forests to stay for a month.
Only after they were able to control this ability did they continue their journey.
The world changes, all things change, in her eyes, in her heart.
Everything in the world can help her cultivate her inner scriptures.
This feeling of endless learning gives her great satisfaction.
In the first few years, Wu Banyao would pester her to call him his wife.
But then he gave up.
He seemed to sense something from Hua Rong's unchanging appearance over the years and her increasingly ethereal temperament.
When Wu Banyao became quiet and even more proactive in practicing the martial arts Hua Rong taught him, Hua Rong was somewhat unaccustomed to it.
But she didn't want to change.
She was just a passerby in his life; there was no way to force him to remember her or remain devoted to her forever.
Ten years after leaving Nanxi, Hua Rong returned to Nanxi.
Compared to the three who left, there are now five people returning.
Accompanying them were a pair of twin children.
When Wu Bantao saw the two children, he was extremely excited and said to Wu Banyao and Hua Rong, "Hahaha, my Wu family has an heir!"
Hearing his words, Wu Banyao felt somewhat embarrassed, but Hua Rong remained calm.
She rarely showed a smile, and pushed Cui Liu next to Wu Banyao, saying, "The second young master and the second young mistress have given birth to two young masters for the Wu family. We beg the head of the family to grant Cui Liu a proper status."
Wu Bantao's expression froze, and he stared wide-eyed at Wu Banyao and Cuiliu.
"What happened?"
Back in his study, Wu Bantao asked Wu Banyao, "Don't you like Hua Rong?"
Wu Banyao stood by the window. He hadn't been back for ten years, yet he didn't feel like the place was unfamiliar.
Ten years of correspondence had made him feel completely at ease with Wu Bantao.
However, ten years have changed him.
He fondly remembered the second young master of the Wu family, who was innocent, naive, and oblivious to his own foolishness.
Because he could still jokingly approach her, acting cute and playful, without any burden.
"like."
"Then why?"
Wu Bantao couldn't understand why, if he liked her, he would marry another woman.
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