Entry copying begins with kidnapping Wang Yuyan

"Li Lang, let's go."

The three of them used a food box to arrive at the dock. Li Mo knocked out several maids and boarded a small boat, looking back at Mantuo Manor.

Although this place is a den of iniquity in the eyes of ordinary people, it is where he rose to power, which makes one feel somewhat emotional.

Unexpectedly, Wang Yuyan urged them on.

Youyuan was initially nervous, but upon hearing this, he laughed and said, "I didn't expect Miss to be more anxious than the young master."

"What do you know? I just don't want my husband and mother to fight," Wang Yuyan retorted, a blush rising on her fair cheeks. She couldn't very well say that she was already eager to spend time alone with her husband.

Mother?

My mother is still young and has such a large business empire, so there's no need for her to worry.

"Yes, it's time to go." Li Mo picked up the boat pole, gently pushed off, and the boat left the dock.

At first, the small boat rocked back and forth, wobbling precariously, making Wang Yuyan and Youcao watch with bated breath, fearing it would capsize and plunge into the water. But by the fourth stroke, the small boat was perfectly stable, shooting forward like an arrow released from a bow.

With unparalleled talent, Li Mo learns everything quickly. In just a few moments, his boat-rowing skills were already on par with those of an experienced boatman who had rowed for decades, and he did so with very little effort.

"Yu Yan, do you know the waterway to Jiuxiu Manor?"

Wang Yuyan was taken aback and said softly, "In the past, it was the people below who rowed the boats, and I don't remember the waterways."

"Young Master, I know." Youcao quickly pointed in a direction, "We'll just go in this direction."

Li Mo breathed a sigh of relief. If Youcao didn't know the direction either, he would have no choice but to row towards Wuxi.

If they were to run into Li Qingluo, they might end up fighting.

Having obtained the martial arts secrets of Mantuo Manor, eaten meat, and even abducted someone's daughter, it would be best to avoid conflict.

The boat sped faster and faster, and Mantuo Villa gradually disappeared from sight. Wang Yuyan turned around and suddenly felt a pang of melancholy.

"I wonder when I'll be able to return." Wang Yuyan sighed inwardly, then looked at Li Mo, feeling slightly relieved. "However, as long as I'm by Li Lang's side, everything is worth it."

Thinking of this, a bittersweet feeling welled up within me.

……

"Oops, how did I fall asleep?"

"Oh no! A thief has broken into the manor!"

The two maids awoke almost simultaneously in the flowerbed, exchanged a glance, looked horrified, and screamed.

However, by this time it had already gotten dark, and a long time had passed since they lost consciousness.

As soon as Li Qingluo returned to the manor, she heard her maid calling out, and the servants rushed into the house.

"Madam, something terrible has happened! Two maids guarding the dock have been acupunctured and are asleep for several hours."

Granny Ping, accompanied by two apprehensive maids, respectfully reported the news.

Just then, a maid came and reported, "Madam, we were guarding that secret place when we fell into a deep sleep. We have just woken up."

Li Qingluo's gaze sharpened as she swept over the crowd, and she said, "Search!"

At a single command, everyone at Mantuo Manor sprang into action.

Moments later, the maids discovered the deserted courtyard and Wang Yuyan's pavilion.

Granny Ping handed a letter to Li Qingluo and said, "Madam, this is a letter left by Miss."

Li Qingluo's gaze swept over the envelope, where she saw the words "To My Dear Mother" written on it.

The strokes were normal, without any pauses, suggesting that the writer was not coerced and had plenty of time.

She took out the letter and read: "Mother, please forgive me, Yuyan is leaving. My husband's nature is like a free-spirited cloud, and I, Mother, do not understand his aspirations, confining him to the mountain villa, which I fear is not a good match. Yuyan understands his heart and his intentions; this is truly a match made in heaven. Yuyan's actions are not to steal someone else's love, but truly to follow the will of Heaven. I hope Mother will forgive me. After this departure, I do not know when we will meet again. My heart is filled with sorrow. I hope Mother is well. Do not worry."

"Fine, fine, fine!" Li Qingluo laughed in anger, slamming her hand on the table. "What a match made in heaven! What a way of following the will of heaven! Yuyan, you've really grown up. You're following the will of heaven, while your mother and I marrying Li Lang is going against the will of heaven?!"

I originally thought my daughter was just a puppet, without any opinions of her own.

This isn't a lack of opinion; it's clearly a strong sense of opinion!

She has already asserted her own views in the letter, veiledly criticizing her mother for "going against the will of Heaven"!

"Guards, search them! Bring Wang Yuyan and Li Lang back to me!" Li Qingluo roared angrily. "Remember, don't hurt them!"

Grandma Ping and Grandma Rui exchanged a glance, a hint of helplessness flashing in their eyes.

Without hurting anyone?

The fact that the other party was able to invade Langhuan Jade Cave silently shows that their strength is clearly far superior to that of Mantuo Manor.

Bringing people back is difficult!

It's even harder to avoid hurting anyone!

……

midnight.

After the boat had been traveling on the lake for two hours, Youcao and Wang Yuyan grew hungry.

There was nothing they could do; after all, they were only acquired martial artists and could not live by consuming qi.

Li Mo then planted the boat pole and moored it in a patch of reeds, saying, "Let's eat."

Wang Yuyan said apologetically, "I'm sorry to trouble you, Li Lang."

"How dare you say such a thing?" Li Mo reached out and pinched Wang Yuyan's pretty face. "Do you treat me like an outsider?"

Wang Yuyan: "I didn't, I just said it offhand."

Youcao deftly opened the food box and placed dishes of food on a simple long table.

There weren't many dishes, only six plates of vegetables and a large bowl of rice.

The three of them shared the food and finished quickly.

After dinner, Li Mo intended to leave under the cover of night, but Wang Yuyan said, "My lord has been rowing for several hours, why don't you rest for a while before you go?"

"Alright." Li Mo glanced at the long script, which still needed a few more repetitions to become familiar with, and readily agreed, sitting at the bow of the boat. "Let's rest for a while."

Close your eyes and silently recite the account book. Soon, you will have mastered it by reciting it a hundred times.

[Acquired the peerless martial art "Minor Formless Skill", Luck +250.]

In his mind, a profound and subtle martial art and Taoist knowledge emerged.

What is meant by formlessness?

The Tao is formless and without appearance, and cannot be described.

Xiao Wuxiang Gong, also known as Dao Jing, describes the practice of Dao.

But the Dao is nameless and formless, naturally impossible to record, only to be comprehended. Since divine skills are confined to paper with specific methods of practice, they are naturally far removed from the Great Dao and far removed from the formless; therefore, they are called "small."

Despite having the word "small" in its name, the Lesser Formless Skill is profound, extensive, and majestic.

Taoism has the concept of formlessness, and so does Buddhism.

The "form" in Buddhism is not the Tao, but rather refers to the colors, shapes, and concepts perceived by the eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body, and mind.

Diamond Sutra: All forms are illusory; if one sees all forms as non-forms, then one sees the Tathagata.

Taoism's concept of "no form" encompasses all things, like the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth; Buddhism's concept of "no form" focuses on emptiness. While they may seem similar, they are fundamentally different.

As many principles circulated in his mind, the innate true energy in his dantian changed accordingly. In a daze, the true energy became ordinary and unremarkable, and with each thought, the innate potential was completely hidden.

If an expert were to observe him, he would be nothing more than an ordinary person.

This Lesser Formless Skill is quite wondrous. Although it cannot encompass all things, it can easily simulate various martial arts. Although it cannot be as formless and shapeless as the Great Dao, it can easily conceal one's true energy and qi.

As expected of a peerless martial art, even with only a preliminary understanding, Li Mo's strength has undergone a qualitative leap.

Just then, I heard a faint sound of water. I opened my eyes and saw a small snake about a foot long on the water not far away. Its body was like flowing flames. If it was not Chi Yan, then who was it?