Among the green lotuses and red water chestnuts, on the small boat.

After listening to Abi's singing and eating the fresh red water chestnuts she peeled, Murong Fu was finally ready to show off his skills and perform "magic tricks" for his little maid.

He sat up straight, picked up a yellow-skinned gourd, brought the mouth of the gourd to his lips, and took a sip of tonic wine soaked in ginseng, eucommia, astragalus and other medicinal materials.

The medicinal wine enters the throat, and the "Aoki Eternal Life Technique" mental method is briefly used to turn the medicinal power in the wine into wisps of "Aoki Spiritual Power" as thin as a hair.

Even the medicinal wine brewed with century-old wild ginseng as the main ingredient has a very slight improvement in his cultivation level, barely better than nothing. However, at the Qi Refining level where the accumulation of spiritual energy is still meager, it can be used to quickly replenish spiritual energy.

Consumption, it has a slight effect.

In this low-martial world where spiritual energy is extremely thin, it is difficult to accumulate spiritual energy, and it is also difficult to replenish it after it is consumed.

Murong Fu also spent a long time tinkering before he prepared this medicinal wine that could quickly replenish spiritual power.

While drinking, Abi sat quietly opposite him, holding her chin in her hands, her bright eyes rippling, looking at him unblinkingly with expectation.

Putting down the wine gourd, Murong Fu raised his hand and made a move. A lotus bud a few feet away seemed to have been cut off by an invisible hand, and flew into Murong Fu's hand with a stem about a foot long.

Abi opened her little mouth slightly, widened her beautiful eyes in disbelief, and said:

"This, is this the 'Capturing the Dragon Skill'? Young Master... when did you master this legendary magical skill?"

Of course Murong Fu didn't know how to "capture the dragon".

This ability to capture objects from the air is not even considered a serious spell, it is just a basic use of spiritual power.

As for any monk who has started practicing qi and developed spiritual power, almost everyone can do this.

The only difference lies in the distance of shooting objects from the air, as well as the size and weight of the objects captured.

The purer and stronger the spiritual power is, the farther away the objects can be taken, and the larger and heavier the objects that can be taken in are.

However, even such a superficial basic application is no different from the legendary magical power in the eyes of martial arts people.

Little Abi was shocked by how good she was.

"It's not the skill of capturing the dragon. It's just a little trick, not worth mentioning."

Murong Fu held the flower bud with two fingers, smiled at Abi, and reminded:

"The real magic begins now. Abi, please watch carefully..."

As he spoke, the flower buds swayed slightly, making a soft rustling sound like falling drizzle.

Then, in Abi's eyes full of joy and wonder, the pink lotus petals gently stretched and bloomed, like a kneeling pink beauty, leisurely stood up, stretched her body, and whirled her skirt.

Pendulum.

In the blink of an eye, that little bunch of buds turned into a blooming lotus.

Then the pink petals withered one by one, and a lotus pod grew rapidly from small to large.

When all the petals were gone and the lotus pods were round and plump, Murong Fu smiled and handed it to Abi:

"Little Abi, do you want to eat lotus seeds?"

Abi actually wants that lotus flower more.

But this is a lotus made by the young master himself.

Even though it was not the flower she was most looking forward to, she still stretched out her hands, took the lotus branch, and hugged the lotus branch tightly to her chest. Her elegant and pretty face was flushed with joy, her brows and corners of her eyes were full of shyness, and she smiled sweetly.

, Rourou said:

"Thank you, sir!"

Murong Fu chuckled, "Don't even think about storing it. Although lotus seeds can be stored for a long time, lotus pods will perish."

"Yeah." Abi tapped her chin lightly and said softly: "I'll eat it when I get back."

After a pause, she was curious and asked carefully:

"Sir, this trick of yours...could it be the legendary magic of the gods?"

Murong Fu smiled:

"Is there any magical magic in the world? It's just illusion and magic. This kind of magic has actually been recorded in ancient books."

"Ah?" Abi was stunned for a moment: "Is there any record in the ancient books? Why haven't I seen it?"

"Because Abi, you don't like reading."

Well, in fact, the original Murong Fu was proud of the so-called Xianbei royal bloodline that had been out of date for hundreds of years, and he didn't like to read Chinese books.

To say illiterate may be a bit exaggerated, but the level of knowledge is indeed extremely limited.

Both his father and son are very clever, and the so-called restoration plan has been completely messed up. It is probably also deeply related to this inexplicable Xianbeiism.

Of course, Murong Fu is now a real scholar.

Not only did she complete nine years of compulsory education, she also attended a serious high school, university, and even passed the postgraduate entrance examination...

During the past three years, when I had nothing to do, I also changed my previous style and read many miscellaneous books.

After taking a sip of wine to replenish the consumed spiritual power, Murong Fu looked into the distance and said leisurely:

"Similar illusions and tricks are common in the legendary stories of the Tang Dynasty.

"Xue Yusi's "Hedong Ji" written by Banqiao Sanniang asked the puppets to plant buckwheat. "She also took out a package of buckwheat from the compartment and received it from the little man. It took a while for the flowers to grow and the wheat to mature.

Ask the villain to harvest the practice, and you can get seven or eight liters. This is the same story as the trick I just did.

"It's just that the Banqiao Lady in the book planted buckwheat and could harvest seven or eight liters of wheat in just a moment. But I just stimulated a lotus bud and harvested a lotus pod. Compared with the Banqiao Lady,

It’s much inferior.”

After hearing his words, Abi's face was full of admiration:

"Young Master knows so much. So, did you learn the illusion trick just now from ancient books?"

Murong Fu nodded and said seriously:

"Yes, it is from those legendary stories that record the illusion of rapid growth of plants that I realized this trick."

Well, what he said was just to coax the little girl.

The previous method that made flower buds bloom and lotus pods grow quickly was a genuine spell. It was the only serious spell for refining the Qi level of "Aoki Immortality Technique".

The name of this technique is very vigorous and simple, so it is called "birth-inducing technique".

The function is also very simple, it is to stimulate the growth of plants and make them grow quickly.

When he first learned this spell, Murong Fu even had some doubts in his heart:

Could this "Green Wood Immortality Technique" be the exclusive technique of the gardeners and farmers of a certain Immortal Emperor in another world?

Otherwise, why not choose good looks?

Why is the first official spell so suitable for farming and flowering?

But even so, for Murong Fu, it was considered a great blessing to get a technique for cultivating immortals.

Otherwise, how could immortality come from a world with low martial arts?

Just as I was sighing secretly in my heart, I heard Abi exclaim with great admiration:

"Read the ancient books and you will be able to understand the magic of illusion. Young Master is so amazing!"

Murong Fu recovered his thoughts and smiled:

"Your young master is naturally very powerful."

He looked up at the sky and saw that the gauze-like mist had dissipated, and the lake was filled with sparkling waves that looked like broken gold, so he said to Abi:

"The sun is out and it will get hot soon. Let's go back."

"Okay!"

Abizhen Zhizhong put away the lotus pod, picked up the bamboo pennant, supported the boat and slowly turned around, returning to the direction of Yanziwu.

Murong Fu lay down on the bedside again and covered his face with a bamboo hat.

Speaking of which, the feature that Murong Fu likes most about the "Qingmu Immortality Technique" is that this technique does not require you to deliberately assume a correct meditation posture.

As long as you are near water, soil, or in a forest with lush vegetation, you can practice Qigong at any time, whether standing, sitting, or lying down.

This is a very suitable exercise for lying down.

Yanziwu is located in Taihu Lake, surrounded by mountains and rivers, and lush vegetation. It is also a good place to lie down.

Practicing in a place like this, staying at home for ten years or a hundred years, Murong Fu would never feel bored.

"The weather is really nice today, and it's a good day to lie down..."

"Sir, what did you say?"

"Nothing, just a little emotion..."

However, Murong Fu's plan to lay low today was disrupted by the four generals who came together to visit him.
Chapter completed!