A player on Mount Hua starts by obtaining the Prism color entry.

On the back mountain, a Hunyuan Palm strike was unleashed, and a tree as thick as an adult fell with a crash. Before the palm even arrived, the force of the palm strike preceded it, severing the tree at its base rather than pulverizing it.

Techniques are static, but people are dynamic. Once a set of palm techniques is mastered to perfection, it can be flexibly adapted. Further advancement leads to the realms of intent, momentum, and domain.

The artistic conception is usually an extension of personal character or martial arts moves. For example, Hunyuan Palm is upright and righteous, leaving people with no way to avoid it, like dark clouds pressing down on the city, watching themselves being slapped to death.

One tree after another fell to the ground, each one severed cleanly at the root, the cuts so smooth they resembled crisscrossing sword energy.

Wood +1

With a slight thought, the farmland was upgraded once again.

The maid who was working in the fields suddenly saw a flash of light before her eyes. The rapeseed that had just sprouted had instantly turned into a mature state. The rice and wheat that had been sown earlier had also turned golden and were ready to be harvested!

Chun Tao exclaimed in surprise and rushed to find her young mistress: "Madam, something strange is happening in the farmland!"

After listening to Chun Tao's story, Lin Shiyin looked thoughtful and waved her hand, saying, "Then you should take Xia Hua and the others to harvest the rice. This is Fairyland Home, what's so strange about this?"

Chun Tao chuckled and said, "Oh, right? Hehe, I never imagined that Master's hometown was such a fairyland."

As construction progressed, the area began to exude a subtle charm, sometimes shrouded in mist, with clear waters and lush mountains, resembling a paradise on earth.

For Lin Shiyin, who prefers a simple and peaceful life, this is the best place to live. Whether fishing in the back mountains or taking a boat trip on the lake, she finds a unique and elegant tranquility here.

The next moment, a figure hugged her from behind. After smelling the familiar scent, her tense body relaxed, and she leaned her head back.

"Has my husband's martial arts skills improved again?"

Lu Ming, his hands groping and his tone tinged with smugness, said, "It was alright, as easy as eating and drinking. I'm so happy for you. It's getting late, shouldn't we rest?"

Looking at the bright, clear daytime, Lin Shiyin rolled her eyes helplessly. How could it be dark?

As a wife, serving her husband is her duty. Even if it's done in broad daylight, she doesn't object much; she does whatever her husband says, being very docile.

She missed him terribly after not seeing him for a few days: "Yes, my husband, please pamper me."

With the Lunar New Year just a few days away, Yue Lingshan and her daughter Ning Zhongze were making dumplings in the kitchen. They used mushrooms unique to Huashan, finely chopped and mixed with minced meat. One bite of these dumplings would make you forget how good your sister-in-law was.

With nothing else to do, Lu Ming started sparring with his novice junior brothers and sisters.

After trying it once, I found that there were no skill entries, a complete waste of time. Before, Lu Dayou and his friends could occasionally get some sword skill entries, but now there wasn't a single one.

It's not that Lu Ming is too strong, but rather that these junior brothers and sisters are too weak, lacking even basic vocabulary.

Swordplay, knife wielding, fist and palm techniques—he couldn't even get the hang of it. Was it that the disciple's talent was too poor, or that Master Yue didn't know how to teach him?

Completely baffled, I decided to stop thinking about it and go back to my room to meditate and practice. My internal energy cultivation could still be further improved, and the inherent advantages would still be passed down through generations.

Lin Shiyin herself wasn't particularly skilled in martial arts, but she came from a wealthy and knowledgeable family. She also knew how to improve her skills: after mastering martial arts techniques, one needed to comprehend their essence, while internal energy cultivation required condensing the three flowers of essence, qi, and spirit.

It is said that some people are born with the "Three Flowers Gathering at the Top" (a concept in Traditional Chinese Medicine), but they are unable to unlock the treasure, which instead hinders their health.

The so-called essence, energy, and spirit are also called the three flowers of heaven, earth, and man. The essence flower begins to condense when the physical body is tempered to its extreme, the energy flower begins to condense when the internal force is condensed to its extreme, and the spirit flower begins to condense when the spirit is tempered to its extreme.

Once you start practicing martial arts, you'll basically have the initial form of the Three Flowers. Whether you can nurture and strengthen them depends on fate. With each flower that is formed, your strength will increase by leaps and bounds.

It is said that for a Grandmaster to break through to the next level, they must complete the Three Flowers Gathering at the Top and condense them into one.

A martial artist of this level is already extraordinary. It's hard to say about others, but at least the one on Wudang Mountain is definitely one, otherwise he wouldn't have been recognized by the Great Wei Dynasty.

How to condense the Three Flowers? There's no other way but to wait for the right opportunity, continue your cultivation, and when blessings arrive and your mind is enlightened, it will naturally come to fruition.

Some opportunities are destined to come, and some things are not; if they are not destined, then accept your fate.

Knock, knock, knock. Just as she knocked, Yue Lingshan pushed the door open and walked in. She wore a bright green ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress), the belt cinching her waist and outlining her alluring curves.

Holding a plate of dumplings, she sat down in Lu Ming's lap and said, "Junior brother, I made dumplings for you, hehe. Guess which ones I made and which ones Mom made?"

Lu Ming was still holding the book in his left hand, while his right hand reached into his robes without warning: "I want to eat steamed buns."

"Pah! You mean junior brother, all you do is bully me!"

A hint of moisture welled up in Yue Lingshan's eyes. She playfully pinched his hand, just for show, not really using much force: "Alright, after we're married, I'll do whatever you want. But you had a friend come to visit, and he brought a beautiful woman with him. Is she your lover?"

She was unaware of Ding Minjun and Zhou Zhiruo's affair. This was something that couldn't be discussed, and Miejue wouldn't go around spreading rumors about her prized disciple. So, as long as Lu Ming didn't say anything, no one would know.

Of course, if Ding Minjun and Zhou Zhiruo were to become pregnant unexpectedly, the truth would eventually come out, since there's no such thing as a secret in this world.

Lu Ming coughed lightly and said seriously, "Am I that kind of person? If I really were pregnant, I would definitely bring her back for you to see. My senior sister loves me so much, she would definitely agree."

Yue Lingshan spat inwardly. With your bull-like physique, even if she used her hands and feet and her throat was on fire, she still couldn't handle it. How could she manage without asking others for help?

"Shh, I'm just worried you'll be blinded by a vixen. If you're not a respectable person, don't even think about entering the Lu family!"

Having multiple wives and concubines was the norm; monogamy was the minority. Did Old Yue not want multiple wives and concubines? No, he couldn't.

If it were truly a matter of taking a concubine, Ning Zhongze wouldn't have said anything, given her personality. But since the Zixia Divine Skill is a Taoist mental cultivation method, it emphasizes strengthening the foundation and nourishing the kidney energy.

In particular, the Purple Cloud Divine Skill cannot guarantee the leakage of vital energy before it is fully mastered. Once the virginity is broken, it will be extremely difficult to continue practicing it.

Lu Ming wasn't worried about that. Not only did he have the "Yin-Yang Intercourse" skill that allowed him to improve his cultivation through sexual intercourse, but the fused Purple Cloud Divine Art also didn't have this drawback.

"Okay, let's go see Lu Xiaoji. Wasn't he supposed to be out running errands? Why is he here at Mount Hua, freeloading all this time of year?"

"Who knows, hehe, junior brother, now that you're back at Mount Hua, your beautiful wife will have to spend the New Year alone. Can you bear to see her like that?"

Yue Lingshan was unaware of what was happening at the manor; she hadn't yet set off for Xinxinxiang. She had no idea that Lu Ming had Lin Shiyin with him every night, and that he was being waited on hand and foot by maids while bathing—he was having a very pleasant time.

Zhengqi Hall.

Seeing Lu Ming arrive, Ning Zhongze nodded slightly and handed him over. She didn't mind her disciple making friends, but she couldn't allow him to associate with shady characters who would tarnish the reputation of the Huashan Sect.

He's at least much better than the eldest disciple, Linghu Chong.

Oops! Linghu Chong, who was practicing his sword at the Cliff of Contemplation, suddenly sneezed. Was it because the weather was too cold?

As if by magic, Lu Xiaofeng produced a flask of wine and several cups, and while pouring the wine, he introduced, "This is my fiancée, Xue Bing, the granddaughter of Madam Xue, the Divine Needle Master."

Then, pointing to the elegantly dressed young master who was fanning himself with a folding fan even in the dead of winter, he said, "This is my good friend, Hua Manlou, the seventh young master of the Hua family in Jiangnan. I brought him here this time to see if you can help treat his eye disease."