Tonight is a good night with a bright moon and few stars.

The guests left quickly.

Du Qingchuan also left with the crowd, but turned around and went to Huayan Pavilion.

Xiaoyue and Grandma Feng are cleaning up the housework.

Qiu Zhuo was meditating in the practice room, and his mount Snow Owl landed on the roof to control the flow of spiritual energy for him.

As the person being celebrated at the dinner, Chen Yanjun drank a lot of wine in the evening and was feeling a little giddy at the moment.

In the backyard, look up at the moon.

Chen Yanjun suddenly felt the urge to ride the wind back, so he tried to fly with the spirit.

With a movement of his body, he rose up in the wind and jumped onto the roof of the main house, half flying, half jumping.

It is not difficult for a cultivator, with a full level of physical skills and a proficient spirit control method, to have this ability.

He was lying on the roof.

With a piece of foxtail picked randomly from the backyard in his mouth, he was blowing the night wind, sobering up and admiring the moon.

A rare comfort in life.

Mi Mi Hu Hu was about to fall asleep when her wife's rare and gentle voice suddenly came to her ears:

"Why are you resting on the roof, Master?"

Chen Yanjun slowly opened his eyes, looked up at the moon, and said softly:

“Feeling the fresh air of heaven and earth, soaking up the essence of the sun and moon… The roof is a good place to admire the moon.”

Watch the moon.

It is fatal to women.

Cui Yourong rose up against the wind, and on lotus steps, he swayed all the way and flew to the roof.

But he was embarrassed to lie on the eaves like Chen Yanjun. He instinctively held up his plump figure like a hanging moon, stood on the eaves with his hands behind his hands, and asked calmly and with concern:

"How is your practice today, Master?"

Chen Yanjun rested his arms on his arms and looked at the moon, but his sight was mostly blocked by his wife's majestic mountain-like arms.

If he looked further down, he might be able to see more scenery, but he didn't look any further.

"It looks like a ridge from the side and a peak from the side, with different heights near and far... Madam is standing and I am lying down. I can't appreciate the moon, so I can only look at Madam."

Viewed horizontally, it looks like ridges and peaks, with different heights near and far... What are these words? Cui Yourong blushed instantly.

She quickly straightened her clothes, put away her skirt, and sat down next to Chen Yanjun obediently.

Chen Yanjun's eyes moved and he didn't look sideways.

The moment the lady bent down, the curvature of her back was like a ripe pear or the full moon. She was so beautiful and graceful that it was amazing.

But his tone was even colder, as if to cover up his shame, he said again:

"How was your practice today?"

Chen Yanjun thought to himself, Madam was so embarrassed that she didn't even call her Young Master. It would be more cordial if she didn't call her Young Master.

It is not easy for him to lie alone while his wife is sitting.

He had no choice but to get up and sit on the tiles like his wife, so they were equal.

There's a three-foot gap in the middle that's neither far nor close.

The bright moonlight and brilliant starlight fell on the lady's exquisitely beautiful face.

The lady's frontal face still has the charm of a woman, but the side face is really a girl's frightened face, just like Qiu Zhuo, only with an extra layer of indifferent softness.

"Today, I have completed the basics of medical skills, but the medicinal skills are vast and complicated. I don't have time to practice them now. Even if I marry a wife in the future, I am afraid that Chen will not be able to take care of the medicine shop."

Chen Yanjun said slightly apologetically.

The lady didn't care, she looked up at the moon, her face was like still water, and she was thoughtful.

"Young master can cleanse your marrow, forge your body, enter the third realm of nourishing qi, enter high-level products, and practice medicine in such a short period of time... I must have been completely transformed on the day of the Cold Food Festival. He definitely did not come here to inherit a medicine shop, or even just to have a living."

Come with grace."

This sounds like... Chen Yanjun always felt that his wife might have vaguely noticed something, or perhaps she had actually had a fortune telling and met the noble person in her destiny.

"Young master, you can go your own way. On that day by the Wei River, Yourong chose to save you, and you also chose to sacrifice your life to save you. This is a kind of fate... No matter what the future holds for you, yourong will always support you."

Cui Yourong said this.

Chen Yanjun thought to himself that they were indeed going in both directions, so he asked curiously:

"What if I am not reborn on the Cold Food Festival and am just a mortal for the rest of my life?"

Cui Yourong covered his mouth and smiled:

"I will marry Xiaoyue to you."

"..."

Chen Yanjun's tone was choked, and he was surprised.

Madam originally planned to marry Xiaoyue to Qingchuan, and then she planned to marry Xiaoyue to him...

Is Xiaoyue really just a maid?

Regarding Xiaoyue's identity, it was difficult for him to ask for details at the moment.

One thing is certain, if Chen Yanjun had not been reborn, he would have missed his wife.

He guessed that the wife probably felt that she had defeated her ex-husband and decided to keep her integrity and stop harming mortals.

Marrying a mortal is the best choice.

If a cultivator marries a mortal, it will have no impact on the cultivator.

If a male cultivator marries a mortal woman, that's fine.

But if a female cultivator marries a mortal man, it will be a huge burden on the body of the mortal man. Not to mention the double cultivator's improvement in cultivation, there are many people who will die early!

From this it can be seen that to be able to make a living as a rich woman, one must have the ability to do so. Appearance and body are both indispensable.

"Everything in the world is unpredictable, but now I have to ask my wife to marry me."

Cui Yourong always looked up at the moon, not daring to look at him.

"It's not unintentional, but I saw the young master was frail and sick before, and I didn't want to harm him."

Chen Yanjun smiled and said:

"Now, I have washed my marrow and forged my body into Huajin, and my Dantian has become evenly endowed with the five elements. Today, I even drank a cup of convulsive black tea, which is said to improve the resistance of Dantian. Madam, I can't hurt me anymore."

Cui Yourong suddenly turned his head and stared at Chen Yanjun, his bright eyes a mixture of shyness and surprise.

"You dare to drink Dr. Tan's black tea!"

Chen Yanjun was startled.

"What's wrong... Madam also knows about the doctor's black tea for convulsions?"

Cui Yourong subconsciously grabbed Chen Yanjun's wrist, felt his pulse carefully, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

"Fortunately, since you are fine, it proves that Dr. Tan is not wrong about the person."

Chen Yanjun suddenly became curious.

"What if the doctor sees the wrong person?"

Cui Yourong said with a serious face:

"Doctor, if you see the wrong person, you will have fallen into the devil's path now."

Chen Yanjun was suddenly shocked.

In the Xianwu Tang Dynasty, there is no precise definition of the path of the devil, and most of it refers to evil practices that harm people.

"The fact that you can practice cultivation directly from a demonic environment and advance to the third level, and that your second brother's illness was also cured by you, must be related to your xinxing which is far beyond ordinary people."

Cui Yourong added.

Chen Yanjun nodded slightly. It seemed that his wife had figured out the key to his epiphany: the character of the mind, the character of the time traveler with Golden Finger.

He didn't take up the topic.

He turned to:

"Today, I was still practicing the Five Elements Soul Controlling Technique in the Imperial College, and then I reluctantly jumped onto the roof."

Speaking of this, he suddenly asked curiously:

"Metal, wood, water, fire, and earth do not include wind. How does the lady fly with the wind?"

Cui Yourong was startled, then he covered his mouth and said with a smile:

"Yourong came up by stepping on the sword energy. The young master just stepped on the thin spiritual energy... which is the most difficult."
To be continued...