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Chen Muxue had already gotten up, hugging the little pig and sitting on the sofa in the living room on the first floor watching TV.

This is basically Chen Muxue's daily life. If there is no special accident, she can sit on the sofa all day.

Hearing Chen Muyu's roar, Chen Muxue turned around and looked over.

After just one glance, he looked back.

Chen Muyu opened his mouth slightly, and it took him a long time to close it.

"All right!"

Finally, he gave in, sighed, and shook his head helplessly. He blamed himself for being too naive for expecting her to wash the dishes.

Looking at the pile of dishes on the table, I felt like I didn't know where to start.

It's better to do it yourself, don't let mom see you and nag her again.

…

It was almost noon, and my parents woke up. They were really good at catching up on meals.

In one night's work, the changes were indeed not small.

Dad's hair has turned completely black, and there are fewer wrinkles on his face. Although it's not as exaggerated as rejuvenation, he is still obviously much younger. He should be a few years old.

Since my mother has already taken it once, the effect of the second time is not too great, but there are changes, and she is more temperamental.

Xu Meng herself is young and beautiful, and the external appearance brought by Earth Mother is not great. Her skin is more delicate and shiny, her lips are red, and her face is rosy, which makes Chen Muyu feel itchy in her heart.

The three of them were all very surprised. There really is such a miraculous medicine in this world. If they could take a few more gulps of it, they might really be able to live forever, right?

…

In the afternoon, my father went out to see Qin Wanhong. My mother specifically asked Chen Muyu to come with him. It seemed that she was still not at ease.

But she didn't go herself, saying she was afraid of getting angry.

Indeed, when my husband went to see his ex-girlfriend, although he knew nothing would happen, he still felt quite uncomfortable when he thought about it carefully.

This is not a matter of generosity or not. It is very rare for my mother to be able to do this.

…

In the northern suburbs, Ganlin Village, Qin Hong's courtyard.

When Chen Muyu and the others arrived, Qin Hong was meditating and practicing under the grape trellis.

Qin Wanhong and her little female disciple were also sitting next to her, with their hearts raised to the sky and breathing in and out.

This worldly spiritual energy is still too little, at least for a monk of her level, it is too thin.

She was not meditating, but teaching Qin Hong how to practice.

Qin Hong is her uncle. Of course, there is no blood relationship. Qin Hong was adopted by the Chen family and moved to the Qin family. His real name should be Chen Guanhong.

Although he is not related by blood, he is still considered a biological uncle, and this is her only relative on earth.

Qin Hong had just reached the realm of Yuanshen. He had nothing to do these days, so Qin Wanhong taught him some immortal breathing methods.

Although the master's skills cannot be taught to outsiders, Qin Wanhong has collected some skills from other sects during her years in Kunlun. These skills are definitely more advanced than those of ordinary martial arts practitioners.

In the past few days, under Qin Wanhong's guidance and with the help of some pills, Qin Hong's skill has actually reached the peak of the Yuanshen Realm, and he is about to reach the God Refining Realm.

This is only one year's work. It only takes one year from the Yuanshen realm to the God refining realm. This can be said to be extremely fast.

That’s why there is such a thing as a master in the world of spiritual practice. A strong master can provide shelter to his disciples and can better organize and allocate resources. A simple and unpretentious stone can meet an incredible master. It can be transformed into beautiful jade.

Niubi's discipleship and the guidance of famous teachers have always been a shortcut in the world of spiritual practice!

The two of them sat down next to each other without disturbing each other, picked up an orange and shared it with each other.

After eating the oranges, several people also finished their exercises.

Qin Wanhong was slightly stunned when she saw Chen Jianzhong.

Chen Jianzhong scratched his head, feeling a little embarrassed.

"Master, is he the person you want to see?"

The female disciple named Xiaoyan was somewhat disappointed when she saw Chen Jianzhong.

In her impression, the person who could keep her master close to her heart and never forget her for more than twenty years should be pretty good-looking.

The man in front of me looks to be in his forties or fifties. He is quite tall and strong, but he is very ordinary, extremely ordinary.

Although Chen Jianzhong dressed up specially when he went out today, and the spoonful of ground mother pulp last night made him several years younger and had fewer wrinkles, years of hard work still made him look a little older, and his skin He was also dark and swarthy, and his hands were covered with calluses.

Fortunately, I ate ground mother pulp last night, otherwise, our meeting today might be more awkward.

"Xiaoyan, don't be rude!" Qin Wanhong shouted quickly.

The little girl stuck out her tongue and quickly closed her mouth.

Chen Muyu said, "Aunt Hong, I brought my dad here. If you have anything to talk about, just talk to yourself!"

Qin Wanhong nodded slightly and turned to look at Chen Jianzhong, "Long time no see, Jianzhong!"

Dad smiled awkwardly, "It's been twenty-five or six years, and you're still the same, you haven't changed at all!"

Qin Wanhong shook her head, "Everyone has changed and grown old. If you don't mind, let's go for a walk in the backyard!"

Dad looked over at Chen Muyu.

Chen Muyu was a little amused. He wanted to see what I was doing and asked for my opinion.

"Dad, let's have a good chat. Just pretend I don't exist!" Chen Muyu replied directly.

Dad had no choice but to follow Qin Wanhong to the backyard. No matter what, since he was here, he had to settle things.

…

"Your dad is so old!"

In the front yard, the girl named Xiaoyan said.

Chen Muyu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and handed it over with a roll of his eyes, "Isn't your father the youngest?"

"My Father?"

The girl was a little disappointed when she heard this and shook her head, "I have never met my dad. I only have my mother in my memory..."

It turned out that he was still a child from a single-parent family.

I was a little disgusted at first, but now I feel a little sympathetic, "I still don't know your name?"

"He Xiaoyan, she is seventeen years old this year!"

The girl simply said her name and her age.

"oh!"

Chen Muyu said oh and was speechless.

He Xiaoyan looked sideways at Chen Muyu and said, "Chen Muyu, how have you considered what Master told you?"

"What's the matter?" Chen Muyu looked at her in confusion,

He Xiaoyan said, "What about taking you to Kunlun?"

"oh!"

Only then did Chen Muyu realize that she was talking about this. He immediately shook his head and said perfunctorily, "I haven't thought about it yet."

He Xiaoyan hesitated for a moment, "Actually, there is nothing interesting in Kunlun. Our Qifeng Valley is a female cultivator sect. If you go, Master may be punished by the sect. Moreover, Master is usually very strict with me. If you go, , I will definitely not be able to bear the pain..."

Chen Muyu was overjoyed. He could tell that He Xiaoyan had made it clear that he didn't want him to follow him to Kunlun.