Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 11905

About Bozhou, about the small world, about the dragon race corrupted by the Heavenly Demon Clan, the Qiankun Ring, and oh, and—the Sword Master sleeping in his sea of ​​consciousness.

Even the reason behind his transformation and rejuvenation...

Yang Ruoqing sat in the chair, listening as he half-squatted in front of her, slowly unfolding the truth before her.

Honestly, she really felt like a fantasy novel had come to life.

If it weren't for the fact that she herself was a soul transmigrator, an existence that science couldn't explain... otherwise, she would have truly suffered a mental breakdown and had her worldview shattered by Luo Fengtang's experiences today!
Now, after only a moment of stunned silence and a brief mental whirlwind, she suddenly understood.

She reached out and gently stroked Luo Fengtang's face, feeling a mix of joy, excitement, and emotion.

"That's great, that's fantastic..."

Good, great, because of his fortuitous encounter, his cultivation has broken through to the Grandmaster level, which has allowed him to reshape his body, activate his body's potential, and greatly extend his lifespan.

She was genuinely happy for him!
However, she also felt a little regretful.

Because her martial arts skills were still a long way from reaching the level of a grandmaster, and with the increase in age and the many affairs at home, she had no intention of continuing to improve her martial arts skills in this lifetime.

This means that she will age prematurely. In ten or twenty years, he may still be a young, strong, and vigorous general, while she will already be an old woman with gray hair.

If they walk together, people might think she's their elder, which would be awkward.

Moreover, this also destined her to die before him, unable to fulfill her promise to grow old with him...

"Qing'er, I haven't finished speaking yet!" Luo Fengtang's voice pulled Yang Ruoqing back to reality from her reverie.

He held up the box and presented it to her, saying, "This is a surprise for you!"

surprise?

Oh, and there's a surprise!

Yang Ruoqing had just thought that the Qiankun Ring and his encounter were already a pleasant surprise.

Unexpectedly, he had prepared a surprise for her.

What is it?
Her gaze fell on the wooden box he had just taken out of his Qiankun Ring in his palm.

This wood is so strange; Yang Ruoqing couldn't tell what kind of wood it was from the outside!
Luo Fengtang slowly opened the wooden box, and as it opened, wisps of blue light emanated from it.

When the box was fully opened, inside lay a blue bead, not much larger than a mung bean, surrounded by a ring of blue light.

"Tang Yazi, what is this...?"

Yang Ruoqing examined the blue bead, intending to ask what kind of jewelry it was.
She stopped herself from speaking, knowing that this was not jewelry or any other decorative item based on her knowledge of different types of jewelry.

This thing has a faint fragrance that makes you feel refreshed and your mouth water.

"Qing'er, this is a rare treasure, a rare gem in this world. No, that's not right, it's probably hard to find such a treasure anywhere else in the world!" Luo Fengtang said in a deep voice, his excitement palpable.

"What is this thing?" Yang Ruoqing asked again. Hearing how much he cherished it, she withdrew her finger that was about to touch it.

I was afraid I wouldn't control my strength and might break this rare treasure...

"Qing'er, open your mouth!"

"Huh? Is this something to eat?"

"Okay, come on, open your mouth, I'll feed you."

Luo Fengtang gently pinched Yang Ruoqing's chin, giving her no time to hesitate, and directly stuffed the blue object into her mouth.

This stuff is refreshingly cool, like...like taking a bite of mint-flavored ice cream jelly!

The subtle sweetness was a flavor that Yang Ruoqing, this "foodie," had never tasted before.

In the blink of an eye, it was swallowed into her stomach.

Luo Fengtang stared at her nervously and expectantly, as if waiting for her reaction after taking the substance.

Yang Ruoqing was about to ask him what this thing was. She had obediently eaten it and trusted him so much, so now it was time to uncover the mystery, right?

Just as I was about to ask, a strong wave of drowsiness suddenly washed over me, and my eyelids started to droop.

"I...I'm suddenly so sleepy..."

Before she could finish speaking, her body began to go limp.

She fell into Luo Fengtang's arms.

Before her eyelids closed to just a slit, she vaguely heard Luo Fengtang's gentle voice.

"Don't be afraid, sleep when you're sleepy. I'll stay with you and wait for you to wake up!"

……

Yang Ruoqing didn't know how long she had slept; all she knew was that she had a very strange dream.

In her dream, she seemed to have gone to a strange place, a place surrounded by clouds, from which dragons roared.

That place was sometimes filled with lightning and thunder, sometimes with raging fires; one moment it was so cold that your blood felt like it was freezing, and the next you felt like you were about to be roasted into steam...

She felt she didn't have Sun Wukong's fate, but had contracted his illness, and was thrown into Laozi's alchemy furnace to be refined...

That feeling was so painful.

She felt her bones being broken inch by inch, even her marrow being extracted, her skin being refined, and her flesh being burned. Then, a sweet rain fell, her marrow reformed, and her shattered bones were pieced back together inch by inch. On top of the bones, flesh and blood grew layer by layer, and new skin was rapidly stitching itself back together...

In her hazy state, she felt a warm, slightly rough hand gently stroking her forehead again and again.

The encouraging voices continued to echo in her ears.

"Qing'er, this process will be a little painful, you have to bear with it!"

"Qing'er, I'm here for you. Don't be afraid. Once you get through this, you'll be transformed."

"Qing'er, no matter how big the world is, I only want you to be with me, forever..."

……

When Yang Ruoqing woke up again, she found herself lying in her familiar bed, but her clothes had been changed by Luo Fengtang.

"Qing'er, how are you feeling right now? Are you still feeling unwell?" Luo Fengtang's concerned face drew Yang Ruoqing's attention.

Yang Ruoqing felt it for a moment, and the extreme torment and physical torment she had experienced in her dream was gone. She moved her arms around.

My arms felt incredibly light, and the skin on my hands was incredibly white, tender, and smooth.

Although she was fair and smooth before, she didn't have the firmness and elasticity she has now.

"I feel very strange," Yang Ruoqing said, sitting up.

She shook her head; her mind was perfectly clear, without any of that dazed feeling.

All the residual impurities left by daily mental activity have been formatted out. Now my brain is like a brand new computer system that has just been patched up, feeling comfortable and refreshed.

"This feeling is amazing! I looked in the mirror and I felt like I'd turned back the clock!"

Yang Ruoqing didn't press Luo Fengtang about what he had given her to eat, because she already had a general idea of ​​the answer from the changes in herself!
In the bronze mirror, Yang Ruoqing carefully examined herself.

Luo Fengtang brought over a lantern and placed it next to the bronze mirror so she could examine herself from every angle. At the same time, he stood behind her, gently placing his hands on her shoulders, and together they admired her reflection in the mirror.

"What I'm giving you is the Dragon Cloud Pill. Taking this pill will allow your cultivation to break through to the Grandmaster level directly."

"My God!"

Yang Ruoqing, whose appearance in the bronze mirror was clearly ten years younger, covered her mouth in astonishment.

No wonder!
No wonder!
Luo Fengtang obtained this benefit—which extends lifespan and restores youth—only after going through countless hardships to break through his cultivation level.

And he himself, just because of a single pill, directly...?

"You really won't let me take even the slightest detour!"

Yang Ruoqing sighed helplessly, realizing that she and Li Muwan were too alike!
With Wang Lin's doting affection, Li Muwan woke up in the coffin and was immediately at the half-step Heavenly Realm.

As for himself, he had the best Luo Fengtang, who could directly make him 'ascend' on the spot!
Tears suddenly and unexpectedly welled up in Yang Ruoqing's eyes!

"What's wrong? Why are you crying all of a sudden?"

Yang Ruoqing's tears are Luo Fengtang's nemesis; he panics the moment he sees her shed a tear.

"I...I'm so excited, so...so happy..." Yang Ruoqing's voice choked with emotion. For a woman, nothing could be more joyful and exciting than regaining her youth, slowing down aging, and extending her lifespan!

Luo Fengtang understood; it turned out she was crying with joy, which startled him.

"Silly girl!" He bent down and gently embraced her, his hand lightly stroking her soft, smooth hair.

"We've made a promise to grow old together. Without you by my side, it's meaningless for me to live to be 200 or 300 years old."

Yang Ruoqing looked up, her eyes red, and scolded him, "200 years old, 300 years old would be so much better, you could change wives every 50 years..."

"No change, you're the one!"

"Hehe, me too, and I only want you!"

The two kissed intimately, forehead to forehead, for a while, when suddenly, Yang Ruoqing thought of another question.

"Tang Yazi, how many Dragon Cloud Pills do you still have in your Qiankun Ring?"

"Gone."

"Huh?" Yang Ruoqing thought she had misheard.

"This thing is so rare, it's practically a godlike existence. I only managed to get it in a small world." He was a little helpless and speechless at her reaction.

"You think these are candies? Do you expect me to bring back a pound or two?"

"Ah? Well, thinking about it, that makes sense!" Yang Ruoqing pursed her lips. "I thought we could live to a ripe old age together with my uncle and aunt, my father, my mother, and our children..."

Luo Fengtang laughed and gently pinched her nose. "You're overthinking it."

Only one available.

It's not given to elders, nor to younger generations, but only to one's beloved...

Yang Ruoqing didn't say anything more, although she felt regretful that she couldn't do that with her family.

But more than anything, I was moved.

She was so moved that words couldn't describe it, because Luo Fengtang gave her this one and only precious thing in the world without hesitation.

To have found a soulmate in this life is enough, even in death.

……

When Luo the blacksmith and his party returned from their visit to Huguang County, the two brothers had just gotten off the carriage when they heard that their father had returned. They were immediately excited and rushed into the courtyard like they were in a race, each wanting to be the first to see their father.

When Dazhi and Xiaoqiao heard that Luo Fengtang had returned, the couple were very excited.

"Dad came back even faster than expected!" Xiao Qiao said softly.

Dazhi nodded and took Xiao Qiao's hand: "Come on, let's go see Dad!"

……

Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang had already heard the commotion and were heading towards the main hall in the front courtyard.

Luo Fengtang was already holding Nini in his arms.

Yes, Yang Ruoqing had already asked the wet nurse to bring Nini over for Luo Fengtang to see.

Luo Fengtang doted on his eldest granddaughter, Nini, who was initially quite afraid of him.

Perhaps it was because Luo Fengtang exuded a murderous aura. After all, he was a great general with a powerful presence, having fought in numerous battles and accumulating heavy karma.

Infants and toddlers are often the purest and most sensitive to auras.

But in the end, with toys and snacks, patience, and Yang Ruoqing's 'introduction', Luo Fengtang quickly won over Nini to the embrace of this stern yet gentle grandfather.

So when the group returned from their day of visiting guests, they saw Luo Fengtang carrying Nini in his arms, with Yang Ruoqing nestled beside him, the three of them walking side by side...

Everyone was taken aback at the same time.

This picture...

They look like a family of three.
Even Dazhi and Xiao Qiao were stunned. They looked at each other and felt as if they were Nini's parents!
Because the scene was just so harmonious, and how come Dad and Mom suddenly seemed to have a second spring? They looked so young!
"father!"

"father!!"

Tuantuan was ultimately no match for Yuanyuan, falling slightly short in both stamina and speed.

But the two little ones still rushed to Luo Fengtang one after the other and hugged Luo Fengtang's left and right legs respectively.

"They've grown so much taller!" Luo Fengtang bent down and looked at his two young sons, feeling very happy.

"Father, you're back!"

"father."

"Dad! Oh no, the seat's gone! It got taken!"

Dazhi, Xiao Qiao, and Luo Wuyou followed closely behind and arrived in front of Luo Fengtang.

Luo Fengtang's gaze swept over his children in front of him, and he nodded in satisfaction.

"Good, good! Excellent!"

Yang Ruoqing stood to the side, watching Luo Fengtang surrounded by his children, and then his uncle, aunt, parents and others also came over.

The elders and younger generations were all there, and they all asked him all sorts of questions, but Luo Fengtang simply couldn't speak.

Yang Ruoqing smiled secretly. It seemed that his language skills were only used for her. When talking to other family members, he was really sparing with words!
'Hmm,' 'Ah,' 'Yes,' 'that'...

Finally, Luo Wuyou directly raised her question: "Father, why do you seem so much younger than before, even though there's no obvious change in you since you came back?"

Yang Huazhong and Luo the blacksmith shared the same feeling.

"Not only you, Dad, but even my mom seems to have suddenly turned 20 again!"

Yang Ruoqing raised her hand and touched her cheek, feeling a little guilty.