After reading my mind, all the villains in the family are in trouble

Her daughter's words gave Ren Muqing new thoughts.

Perhaps it was her daughter who revealed her most hidden thoughts.

Over the years, she has become accustomed to paying for her children and taking care of her husband, and she has become a stay-at-home wife.

Perhaps because she knew that her talent was not as good as that of her husband, she became accustomed to playing the role of a "helper" in taking care of the family affairs, first to her eldest son, then to her second son, and then to her daughter...

Raise one up, send him to the sect, and then the next one.

When his daughter also entered the clan, her husband also returned to the Ning family and began to be busy with family affairs.

And she stood silently behind him, taking care of things at home for him. When she had free time, she would close the door and refine elixirs, ignoring worldly affairs.

If the daughter hadn't specifically pointed out these things, she would probably have been content to stay in the back house and just keep looking at her husband's back.

But...why can't her world be more exciting?

The children and the little sister all have their own sect life, with countless friends and a rich life.

My husband also met some friends from all over the world when he was doing business. He would see this one today and that one tomorrow... And even though he didn't spend a lot of time on cultivation, he still made rapid progress because of the existence of the immortal bones.

What about yourself?

Could it be that if we continue like this, living in the inner house, just working on refining elixirs, gradually only this one-third of an acre will be left in the world?

If everyone around me is moving forward on the road and seeing new scenery all the time, then am I going backwards on the contrary, so that I am trapped in a small space and my vision is like a frog at the bottom of a well?

Ren Muqing was walking on the road and asked herself a question——

If your life in the next few years is the same as now, will you be happy?

A woman in black clothes has long hair tied high and has a strong waist and long legs. She is walking hurriedly with a sword in her hand. She can still vaguely smell the smell of blood on her body.

Her face was tough, and although she looked tired and there were scars on her shoulders and neck, her eyes were like a sword with high fighting spirit.

Ren Muqing's eyes couldn't help but be attracted to her, and he couldn't help but follow her all the way, watching her go into the shop to buy some medicine, eat something in a hurry to replenish her strength, and then leave the city again with her sword in hand.

She has the answer.

Turning around, Ren Muqing walked to the Danhui in Beiyu City under the surprised gaze of the maid——

"Excuse me, where is the president? I want to become an alchemist of the Alchemy Society, but I don't know what tests I need to pass?"

……

Ning Zhishui left home and went to Zhengyang Sect.

Zhengyang Sect is quite far from Beiyu City, and Ning Zhishui spends a lot of money to ride the teleportation array.

She thought back to her most impoverished days, and she was indeed planning carefully. She would have been able to fly with her sword by herself, let alone the teleportation array.

Why not use flying instruments? Because there is no need to spend extra money to control the sword, but you need to consume crystals to ride the flying magic weapon.

Moreover, the larger the flying magic weapon, the more crystals it consumes.

Looking back on the past days, Ning Zhishui did not feel unbearable, but instead felt quite inspiring and passionate.

Anyway, everything is over.

After arriving at Zhengyang Sect, Ning Zhishui wandered around the market outside the mountain gate.

She seems to be wandering around, looking around, and if she finds interesting materials, she will buy them.

But she didn't take many shots, she mainly looked at the passing crowds. After looking at it for a long time, but still finding nothing, Ning Zhishui frowned, then went to a teahouse, sat on the outdoor seats, and drank tea boredly.

After a while, her eyes lit up.

They were two male disciples. They seemed to have just left the field and had not long arrived in Fangshi. They were chatting and looking for a restaurant to eat.

One is blue and the other is purple. They are both elegant and elegant, and they are very conspicuous when walking in the crowd.

Ning Zhishui stared at the face of one of them, identifying the person again and again, and finally confirmed that he had not identified the wrong person.

So she stood up decisively, walked towards the two of them, and then cupped her hands, "Excuse me, is this Senior Brother Yu Wanfeng?"

Yu Wanfeng was stunned, "I am...junior sister and you are?"

He stared at Ning Zhishui again and again, becoming more and more confused as he looked.

I have never seen her at all.

"The last time I came to see my second brother, I saw you from a distance. At that time, I felt that senior brother Yu was a dragon or a phoenix among people, and he stood out among the crowd. I even asked my second brother specifically who you were, and it was he who told you your identity. "Ning Zhishui smiled harmlessly, "What a coincidence, I see you again today."

Uh, that's actually the case.

Yu Wanfeng's ears turned red after being praised, and he said sheepishly: "Junior sister, I was so complimentary. I didn't know your second brother was..."

"His name is Ning Chengfeng, and he is a disciple of Uncle Zhao Zhengqi." Ning Zhishui became a little angry as he said this, "He doesn't know what he is doing. He didn't reply to me when I sent a message. I can't come in alone." Shanmen, I’ve been walking outside alone for a long time, and I’m getting hungry.”

"It turns out he is a disciple of Uncle Zhao." The disciple next to Yu Wanfeng smiled, "Although we are not on the same peak, we are still very close. We can call someone for you when we get back."

"Thank you so much, senior brother. What do you call senior brother?" Ning Zhishui asked him.

"My name is Deng Xi, just call me Senior Brother Deng." The man smiled, showing a row of white teeth.

"Senior Brother Deng, Senior Brother Yu, I still have to trouble you to find my second brother for me, why don't I treat you to dinner to express my gratitude." Ning Zhishui pointed to a restaurant, "This is the best one, I saw it when I was going around just now There’s an endless stream of people coming to it, so it must taste good.”

"It's okay to eat, but there's no reason to ask Junior Sister to treat me to dinner. Let's go and eat together, but you don't need to pay the bill."

Deng Xi shook his head, knocked Ning Zhishui on the shoulder with the hilt of his sword, and pushed her in.

During the meal, Ning Zhishui naturally asked them about his second brother, but it was probably because Ning Chengfeng's performance in the past was too ordinary and did not catch the eyes of these two people, so they did not recognize him.

Of course Ning Zhishui knew Yu Wanfeng's identity——

There are only two young disciples with the most outstanding performance in the entire Zhengyang Sect. One is the daughter of the sect leader known as the senior sister, and the other is Yu Wanfeng, the genius with single spiritual roots.

However, Yu Wanfeng has not yet become famous. He is just famous enough in the sect, and not many people outside know about him.

The person who can get close to Yu Wanfeng, this Deng Xi is definitely not an ordinary disciple.

This is better.

"By the way, I have always heard of the name of the senior sister of your sect, but I don't know if senior sister Ming is in the sect today. Can I get a chance to meet her?" Ning Zhishui asked expectantly.

The senior sister, named Mingzhen, is extremely famous for her self-enlightened Sujue swordsmanship.

After Ning Zhishui asked, he saw Deng Xi laughing loudly across from him and looking at Yu Wanfeng with a teasing look, "Well...then you have to ask Senior Brother Yu!"

Yu Wanfeng's face turned red, "...If you want to see Mingzhen, I can help."