Chapter Thirty: Enlightenment of the Realm

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  "Self, self-eat?" Li Qian was shocked: "That, that's all medium-grade spiritual rice!" For him, being able to eat low-grade spiritual rice was already a luxury. As for medium-grade spiritual rice, it was something he didn't even dare to think about.

  "What's the middle-grade spiritual rice?" Chen Mo smiled and said, "Even if it were top-grade spiritual rice, wouldn't it still be for people to eat? Uncle Li, here are half a catty of top-grade spiritual rice and five catties of middle-grade spiritual rice."

  "This, how can this be?" Li Qian's excited face turned red, and a feeling of gratitude arose. But with a firm shake of his head, he said: "Second Master and Miss are both at the critical stage of growing up and laying foundations, so spiritual rice is much more important to you than it is to me. This time, thanks to Second Master's good fortune, the harvest was extremely good, so I, Old Li, will brazenly ask for a catty of medium-grade spiritual rice to taste its freshness."

  "All these years, the family's economy has been relying on Uncle Li to help maintain it, and it's not easy. What's this little Lingmi? Chen Mo said seriously: "Besides, I think with my ability and Wu Er's ability, do we still lack these few mouths of Lingmi?"

  "It's alright, Uncle Li, just enjoy it. He Lian Huo Wu chimed in, "With Second Brother's farming skills, who knows, maybe after a few years we'll all be eating high-quality spiritual rice."

  As soon as the top-grade spiritual rice was mentioned, a head suddenly popped out from beside the sack of rice next to Chen Mo, with unexpressive green bean-like eyes staring at the sack. Nobody else noticed, but the owner of this little head was propping up several sacks of rice and slowly getting up, tiptoeing towards the sack containing the top-grade spiritual rice.

  Isn't this Xiao Ba?

  The little thief sneaked past the crowd, glanced at Chen Mo, and found that after he finished speaking, he began to boldly shake his head and climb onto a bag of high-quality spiritual rice. He stretched out his long neck, just as he was about to grab a grain, his head sank, his eyes turned black, and he was slapped into the bag of spiritual rice by a large hand.

  "Wooo——" Xiaobai's four legs kicked straight up, even using his claws to scratch Chen Mo. Then he felt a tightness in his neck, and in mid-air, he drew a beautiful trajectory, rolling out like a wheel with a "thud thud" sound.

  Chen Mo made a big move, but since everyone else was talking to him, they didn't notice the turtle's mischief behind him.

  Li Qian pushed it away for half a day and finally accepted it with gratitude. Chen Mo took out another ten taels of gold tickets as a reward for the tenant farmers.

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  Zhuang loaded the spiritual rice, Chen Mo silently carried some high-quality spiritual rice and set off ahead. He Lian Huo Wu, on the other hand, was to accompany Li Qian in escorting the spiritual rice back home.

  Xiaobao ate some spiritual rice and still looked like he wanted more, following slowly behind.

  As he walked home, Chen Mo took a deep breath and sprang into the air. The bright mysterious energy started from his lower abdomen, followed the blood vessels and meridians, and reached his legs. As the mysterious energy "ignited", it made him zoom forward for several feet with a whooshing sound, his body feeling light and floating.

  Before even touching the ground, her toes lightly touched the earth again, and with a gentle push-off, she floated forward like a willow catkin, moving effortlessly and freely. In this way, she hurried along, her speed several times faster than walking.

  But if you look closely, you will find that the willow catkins move in a zigzag line, not in a straight line, and even their forward movement is sometimes fast and sometimes slow. This is the characteristic of the willow catkin method, which is to follow the wind. The subtlety of this method also lies in following the trend, just like the willow catkins moving with the wind.

  The air flow is ever-changing, and the changes are unpredictable. It's precisely this way that when Liu Xue's body method cultivation reaches a high level, it becomes unpredictable and elusive, making it difficult for opponents to grasp her tracks.

  Feeling the gentle breeze on my face, I stroll carefree in the wind, and my slightly restless heart gradually settles down, becoming calm and serene. As I float along, a subtle joy arises in my heart. Although I'm not moving at full speed now, I've quickened my pace by more than 30% compared to when I arrived. Wearing a loose-fitting green robe, with both hands behind me, I leap forward, fully displaying the carefree and airy elegance of youth.

  During the immersion, I feel the wind and experience the sky and the earth. The world's myriad things seem chaotic at first glance. But upon closer reflection, even the smallest detail has its own 'reason' within it.

  Suddenly, a moving epiphany emerged in his mind. As if breaking through some obscure places, the heart suddenly opened up brightly.

  For a moment, as his body moved swiftly away, there was an added hint of an inexplicable, indescribable charm.

  Previously, I had been practicing hard on the farm, but I couldn't grasp the true essence of Liu Xuan's swordsmanship. Now, suddenly enlightened, at first it seemed a bit awkward, but gradually became familiar, and the meaning of the silk-like movements became more rounded. As my body moved, there was an indescribable lightness and ease.

  Thirty miles away, ordinary people have to walk for one or two hours.

  Chen Mo was hurrying home with a steady and effortless pace, his spiritual energy quality having increased significantly as a mid-tier Spiritual Disciple. The two-hour journey had only consumed a small portion of his energy, and a faint sheen of sweat could be seen on his forehead.

  It's great to be carefree and drifting with the wind, but it's exhausting for the little turtle that follows behind.

  After landing at the door of his home, Chen Mo woke up from his state of oblivion. But he was shocked to find that he had unknowingly grasped some of the profound and mysterious principles of Liu Xue's body technique.

  Indeed, after falling into a bottleneck in diligent study and bitter practice, changing one's line of thinking often yields some unexpected results.

  With joy in my heart, I pushed open the door. Some couldn't wait to tell Grandma and Brother about the huge harvest of Lingtian. Share happiness and joy with them, sweep away the gloomy atmosphere.

  Who would have thought that in the courtyard, a sharp and unpleasant voice came saying: "Aunt, cousin, it's not that our Hu family doesn't value kinship, repaying debts is a matter of course. Now is the time for harvesting the spiritual fields, if you don't repay now, when do you plan to?"

  "Hu Yong, wait for my second brother to come back and he will return the money to your family. What's the hurry?" A man's voice, suppressing his anger, said: "Now please go back, in two days my second brother will send the money over."

  "Chen Hao, what's with the fierce attitude?" Hu Yong said with a sarcastic tone: "You think you can still yell at me like before? You're not that genius cousin from back then anymore. Face it, now you're just a cripple sitting in a wheelchair. I'll wait for your useless younger brother to pay me back when pigs fly!"

  "Xiao Yong, how can you talk like that? In the past when your uncle was alive, he didn't take care of you and your cousins less." Hu Lingping said in a low voice with insufficient momentum: "When Mo Er comes back, she will definitely return it to you."

  "Aunt, it's not me who's being a bad nephew. You married into the Chen family and it's like you've ruined yourself." Hu Yong sneered with a look of disdain: "Anyway, you're a widow, why don't you just remarry early? It would be better than having to take care of two useless people, one of whom is a little brat."

  Chen Mo's face turned bright red with rage as he charged in with a swift step.

  At the same time, big brother Chen Hao furiously roared: "Bastard, you are indeed a bastard."

  Hu Yong, strong and robust, with a cultivation level of Lingtu Zhongjie, how could he look down on someone sitting in a wheelchair? On the contrary, he burst out laughing and said: "Genius brother is angry, haha, I'm so scared. Don't hit me, please don't hit me."

  He kicked out at Chen Huan's wheelchair with a mischievous grin, sending him sliding backwards.

  Dozens of feet away, it was a pond in the courtyard.

  Hu Lingping's face turned white as she rushed over, but was pulled back by Hu Yong. Just as Chen Hao was about to throw himself and his wheelchair into the pond, a green figure flashed by, seemingly slow but actually fast, leaving behind a faint afterimage.

  Before landing, his figure slightly slowed down, and he hovered in the air for a moment. Then, as lightly as a willow catkin, he landed silently, grabbed the wheelchair to stop it, and his green shirt sleeves fluttered, looking very elegant.

  "Second Brother!" Chen Hao exclaimed excitedly, his face flushed red. The last time he saw Chen Mo was when he was still in the Lingtu Middle Stage, but now... He may be physically disabled, but his eyes were still sharp. He could see that Chen Mo had employed a profound and high-level technique of body movement.

  "I was wondering who it was." Hu Yong was taken aback, and said disdainfully: "Chen Mo, so it's you, the good-for-nothing, who has come home." As he spoke, he lunged forward, intentionally bumping into Chen Mo in a clumsy manner.

  Obviously not with good intentions, wanting to push both Chen Mo brothers into the pool. Although they won't die, they can't escape a round of humiliation. In his mind, Chen Mo was just a waste who had been stuck in the initial stage for three years of cultivation.

  "Second brother be careful." Chen Hao called out in a low voice.

  Chen Mo's face was calm as water, but the fire had already been burning fiercely in his five viscera and six bowels. Seeing Hu Yong come to him voluntarily, it was just right. Chen Mo took a step forward calmly and unhurriedly, and then his whole body suddenly burst out with a powerful aura.

  A refreshing and elegant young appearance, instantly transformed into a majestic and powerful Vajra, with an aura of invincibility. His right arm suddenly swelled up by a circle, his fist was fierce and mighty, surrounded by a group of cyan air with a hint of white light that lingered on.

  Hu Yong did not expect that Chen Mo, who had always been a waste material, would burst out with such a shocking momentum. In a hurry, he stood firm with his legs bent forward and backward, his arms closed together to resist, and on his arms, some thick yellowish air swirled around.

  This is the main practice of Hu Yong, the foundation practice "Hou Tu Jue" which is famous for its strong defense and solidity. This move is a hasty defense, also a defensive move that is more powerful than "Wan Nian Qing" - "Unmoving as a Mountain".

  When the master unleashes his unyielding stance, his entire body is filled with a dense, rock-like earth-elemental aura. No matter how fiercely he is bombarded, he stands firm like a mountain peak, unwavering and unshakeable. Clearly, this reckless bravery is far inferior.

  Even in Chen Mo's eyes, this move was just a superficial gesture, and didn't even enter the door.

  The Golden Fist emphasizes straightforwardness, hard-hitting and unyielding. Even in the face of a treacherous and arduous path, it will bravely forge ahead, opening up new roads.

  With a loud "boom", the dark energy burst forth in all directions, shattering Hu Yong's hastily formed immovable mountain stance. He stumbled backward, his feet floating as he retreated a step.

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