"For more than 20 years, I have been looking for this reason, but I can't find the answer."
Luo Wenqing smiled bitterly and said, "Just treat all this as your own adventure and live on."
"There is a pile of square stones on the mountain, which our Dayong used to build tombs. Master, did you climb out from under that pile of stones? Whose tomb is inside?"
Su Hen asked.
"No, I woke up and found that I was on the ground, but my whole body was covered with mud, so I guessed that I was buried underneath. Those who dug me up would move when they saw me suddenly opening my eyes.
, so he ran away in fear."
Luo Wenqing smiled softly and said, "Originally, they may have thought that I was a valuable corpse that they were going to take back and sell, but in the end they faked it."
"I see, then have you ever thought about digging up Longhu Mountain to see what's underneath?"
Su Hen asked doubtfully.
Luo Wenqing shook his head slightly, "I was surprised to find that I had come to an extremely strange world. Of course, I didn't know how far away this world was from Dayong, so I went down the mountain and traveled all the way until I arrived.
After understanding this world a bit, I returned here to live a secluded life. I never thought I would meet you again. When I helped Mr. Su regulate his inner breath today, I discovered that his breath is of the same vein as mine.
This inner breath method was created by me alone, and apart from you and Xiao, it has not been taught to anyone else, so I guess one of you has also come to this world."
"So that's what it looks like."
Su Hen raised his head slightly, looked up at the starry night sky, and said sadly, "It would be great if Xiao could also come here. I have no nostalgia for Dayong, except for him."
"All this depends on God's will. The people who should meet will meet sooner or later."
Luo Wenqing stood up and said to Su Hen, "Master has brewed a bottle of snow plum wine, do you want to drink it?"
Su Hen's eyes lit up after hearing this.
Master's snow plum wine was already famous in Dayong, and it was Su Hen's favorite.
However, due to the extremely difficult materials and process of brewing snow plum wine, Luo Wenqing could only brew up to two cans a year, and then sealed it away for at least eight years before drinking it.
However, since he brews it every year, he drinks it every year.
Two jars are unearthed every year, one jar is given to the emperor and one jar is kept for myself.
Occasionally, Su Hen would get greedy, so he would steal his snow plum wine and drink it.
Now when he mentioned snow plum wine, he immediately missed the taste.
Luo Wenqing took her into the house and asked her to move a low table and two seats under the big tree. Then he carefully took out a jar of wine that had been dusty for a long time from the cellar.
This wine has been brewed for ten years.
After patting open the mud seal on it, a scent of wine flowed in the air and drifted straight into Su Hen's nose.
She closed her eyes slightly in intoxication, and returned to the plum blossom forest behind the palace in a trance, with the first snow falling and the fragrance fragrant...
"Drink!"
Luo Wenqing poured her a glass of wine.
Su Hen couldn't wait to pick it up and take a sip.
The taste is fresh and fragrant, which makes people's taste feel the greatest satisfaction.
“Delicious!”
Su Hen asked Luo Wenqing very happily, "Master, do you still have two cans of snow plum wine buried in the ground here every year?"
Luo Wenqing nodded, "I have nothing to do when I have free time, and there is a large plum orchard ten kilometers away from here. I only brew six cans every year."
"Six cans?"
When Su Hen heard this, he immediately became greedy. He looked at him eagerly and asked, "Master, will you let me go?"
"I can give you three cans, I only drink one can at most a year."
Luo Wenqing looked at her with doting eyes and said.
"Wow wow, that's great, thank you Master!"
Su Hen couldn't help but excitedly walked behind Luo Wenqing, and as usual, hugged his neck affectionately and acted coquettishly.
Luo Wenqing is her only elder who can act like a spoiled child. Although he usually teaches her very harshly, he is the only one who cares about her the most. Therefore, in Su Hen's mind, he is an elder who is closer to her than her mother, the emperor, and her father.
.
Only in front of him, I don't have to hide some of my nature.
"Silly girl--"
Luo Wenqingai scolded, then with a look on his face, he turned to look at Su Hen and asked, "After changing your body, why do I feel that your aura has become stronger? Have you reached that level of cultivation now?"
"Broken Bamboo."
Su Hen let go of his master, sat down again, and took off the piece of yellow jade from his neck, "This yellow jade is a bit extraordinary. It can produce spiritual energy that is helpful for inner breath cultivation. Therefore, I have been able to make rapid progress.
"
"Po Zhu? Very good. Catch up with Master soon. I'll take a look at Huang Fei."
Luo Wenqing took Huang Fei over, stroked and inspected it carefully for a while, and asked doubtfully, "Why can't I feel that it has aura?"
"Can you try holding it to do some exercise?"
Luo Wenqing gathered his inner breath, but he didn't feel anything strange, as if he was just holding an ordinary piece of jade.
He handed Huang Fei back to Su Hen, "I have no feeling about it at all."
"How can this be?"
Su Hen was confused. As soon as Huang Fei came into her hands, she naturally felt something special. Her body felt very comfortable, as if she was merging with everything in the world.
This is an obvious manifestation of spiritual energy.
Why can't Master notice it?
Could it be that only I can feel this jade?
Su Hen was very strange.
"Xiao Hen, let me test your inner breath."
Luo Wenqing stretched out his palm.
Su Hen also stretched out his palm and closed it with his...
The two of them looked very peaceful on the surface, as if they were playing an effortless game, but in fact, it was like an undercurrent.
There was a slight sweat on Luo Wenqing's forehead. Finally, he looked at Su Hen, who was not sweating at all, with a look of extreme surprise.
"Master, how is my skill?"
When Su Hen saw the strange look in his eyes, he was worried that something had gone wrong with him and hurriedly asked.
"Xiaohen, don't you feel tired?"
Luo Wenqing almost used his nine-successful power to test Su Hen just now, but found that her inner breath was like an endless engine, constantly pouring out of her body.
However, the strange thing is that when it reaches a certain position, it seems to be blocked and suppressed by something, and finally the power weakens a lot.
Su Hen shook his head, "I'm just slightly tired, but I'll be fine soon. Maybe it's because Huang Fei is replenishing my energy."
Looking at the piece of yellow jade that looked more and more translucent on her white neck, Luo Wenqing felt something was wrong.
His eyes fell on the large blood-red birthmark on Su Hen's cheek.
If you just take a casual look, you will think it is an ordinary birthmark, but if you stare carefully, it feels like the birthmark is moving like a life, which is very strange.