Xiaoxiao.

Chapter 151 Peaceful years

At this moment, Wu Ren was completely immersed in the joy brought about by Ying Yue's miraculous self-healing from her hidden illness.

This unexpected event instantly dispelled his long-standing inner conflict, and he could finally put down the heavy burden that had been weighing on his heart.

Wu Ren now has only one thought in his mind—to improve his cultivation.

He knew that in this dog-eat-dog world, only great strength could protect himself and those around him.

Ying Yue's injury further solidified his understanding.

So he began to single-mindedly strive for a higher level.

Little did they know that in the enemy camp far away at Noguchi Pass, someone was silently longing for him.

Even if they knew, they wouldn't feel the slightest emotional reaction.

After all, in the world of crows, even having an extra white feather is considered a sin in the eyes of others.

The spirits of Noguchi Pass worship Zhu Xian to the core, regarding him as a god-like being.

Zhu Lu's suspicion of Zhu Xian seems out of place in this context.

It was both out of step with the times and destined to end badly.

His individual strength is far too insignificant.

Such doubt, when faced with the blind faith of spirits, is like a mantis trying to stop a chariot; it not only fails to serve as a warning but will also bring about its own demise!

Therefore, even if Wu Ren learned of Zhu Lu's predicament, he would remain indifferent and observe from the sidelines.

Time flies, and peaceful days pass by in the blink of an eye.

After Ying Yue's hidden ailment miraculously healed itself, everyone's worries gradually dissipated like smoke.

After shedding the heavy psychological burden, Ying Yue, who had been stuck at the initial stage of fusion, was the first to achieve a breakthrough.

Like a phoenix rising from the ashes, she was reborn through sheer perseverance and tireless effort, finally overcoming the bottleneck and entering the mid-stage of the Fusion Realm.

Immediately afterwards, Kuang Zheng also broke through to the peak of the intermediate stage of Heartbeat, once again sharing the same level with Wu Ren.

Although Wu Ren failed to achieve a breakthrough, after three months of consolidation, the solid barrier that had long plagued the peak of the Heartbeat Realm finally showed a gratifying change.

The once indestructible barrier began to tremble slightly, as if it might collapse at any moment.

If things continue this way, Wu Ren will surely be able to overcome this obstacle and enter a new realm within half a month.

Meanwhile, after three months of quiet recuperation, Ying Yue's persistent ailment was finally completely cured.

I used to think that "curing without medicine" was just a beautiful fantasy, but I never expected it to actually exist.

This good news was more important than anything else for the three of them.

It was another beautiful and enchanting evening. The setting sun, like blood, dyed the sky a dazzling and fiery red.

The three sat together leisurely, admiring the picturesque sunset in the distance.

A fine wooden table was placed in front of them, laden with all sorts of delicious dishes.

As they savored the carefully prepared food, they shared their experiences of the day.

Although Ying Yue has now recovered, she no longer needs to rely on making delicious food and doing household chores to relieve the sorrow and boredom deep in her heart as she used to.

However, the habit she had developed over a year had been deeply ingrained in her soul, making her completely obsessed with cooking.

Kuang Zheng and Wu Ren also cherished such warm and pleasant moments.

After a busy day, having such a relaxing and enjoyable moment, where we can speak freely and exchange ideas, is truly a rare and precious pleasure.

For this reason, dinner became a regular event for them, and they would hold it whenever time allowed.

If other cultivators who are single-mindedly pursuing immortality were to see this scene, they would probably be speechless with astonishment!

After embarking on the path of spiritual cultivation, although I have not yet been able to completely give up eating, I probably can't remember when I last enjoyed a dinner in such a solemn manner.

To say that eating is a waste of time would be an exaggeration, but a formal dinner like this seems a bit too formal.

It's not that the dishes the three of them ate were particularly luxurious, or that the process was particularly complicated.

Instead, savoring the food so slowly seems like a waste of time, since a cultivator's time is precious.

However, the three of them thoroughly enjoyed it.

They discovered that after a long day of intense activity, the brief relaxation at dinner not only didn't interfere with their daily practice, but also deepened their bond.

More importantly, it allows individuals to relax and soothe their minds to the greatest extent possible, and when mental strength is in a completely relaxed state, its increase is quite considerable.

This delightful discovery prompted them to unanimously decide to continue the habit of dining together!

This is perhaps what the ancients referred to as the "principle of tension and relaxation".

Diligent practice is necessary, but occasional relaxation is not necessarily a bad thing.

A balance of tension and relaxation, a wine cup subtly aligning with the great principles of heaven and earth.

Blindly burying yourself in hard work isn't always the best approach. Sometimes, looking up at the sky and appreciating the unfolding and receding clouds can bring unexpected insights.

Admittedly, the allure of reaching the summit is unparalleled, but the scenery along the way is equally worth lingering over.

The purpose of cultivation is to appreciate the beauty of the world in a better way, rather than to rush forward every second!

After a simple dinner, the three of them sat leisurely in wicker chairs, quietly enjoying the gradually setting sun.

Perhaps as it was about to disappear behind the mountains, the red sun finally felt reluctant to leave this vast and beautiful landscape.

Therefore, on that distant mountain peak, it seemed as if endless power was surging forth, scattering dazzling and mesmerizing brilliance.

However, no matter how dazzling the light, it cannot conceal the vicissitudes of time and the helplessness of a hero's twilight years.

What appeared to be a blazing fire was in reality nothing more than the afterglow of the setting sun.

The scorching heat it once brought has long since dissipated, leaving people with only endless感慨 (gǎnkǎi, deep feelings) about that beautiful moment – ​​“The sunset is infinitely beautiful, but it is nearing dusk.”

As the setting sun, like a heavy golden ball, slowly and irreversibly sank towards the horizon.

The clouds on the horizon were dyed a brilliant orange-red, like a dreamlike painting.

The three figures standing atop the mountain were stretched long and thin in the last rays of the setting sun, as if they were extending to the ends of the earth.

Gazing at the dreamlike scene before her, Ying Yue's heartstrings trembled violently, and for a moment she had the illusion of eternity.

She felt as if time had frozen at that moment. If time could truly stand still forever, then she would have no regrets in her life.

So she prayed silently in her heart, hoping that this beautiful memory would stay with her forever.