Genshin Impact: Funina sentenced me to prison for having a wife

"It's so tiring to fight each time. I feel like my body is exhausted after finishing a set. It's more tiring than running for several kilometers." Shen He complained.

It may seem like a whole set of boxing takes only a few minutes, but the actual amount of physical energy consumed is no less than that of a strenuous exercise.

Don't get me wrong, I'm not talking about strenuous exercise.

"Have you ever... practiced before?"

Grandma Ping couldn't hide her shock.

Is this guy a martial arts genius?

After just one look, I was able to restore it to about 70% of its original appearance.

There are only some details that are not quite right.

"No, I've only practiced the footwork a little bit." Shen He replied.

He had practiced his steps in that pure white space.

"Not bad, very good."

Grandma Ping glanced at Shen He with an eye as if she had seen a treasure.

This look reminded Shen He of Luo.

Luo sometimes also looked at him in this way.

It’s like looking at a peerless treasure.

"Do you want to be my apprentice? Your mental strength is difficult to recover, but I can teach you some physical skills." Grandma Ping extended an olive branch to Shen He.

Shen He is simply a martial arts genius!

It would be such a waste not to learn martial arts.

"what?"

Shen He took a step back in surprise.

Grandma Ping, this is a bit too unreserved, isn't it? You are an immortal, right?

Please show some of your immortal manners.

"Okay, Shen He, the master is very powerful." Yan Fei walked in from the door carrying a bag.

As Yan Fei's two slender legs moved, the bag emitted a "rustling" sound of the Mora colliding.

"You can't use elemental power now, so you can learn some martial arts." Yan Fei said highly recommending it.

"That's...okay."

After thinking for a while, Shen He agreed.

Luo's promise to him only took effect after he became a pseudo-god.

Now, while trying to repair our souls, we also have to prepare a way out.

"Then call me Master."

Grandma Ping said with satisfaction.

"Master...Okay."

Shen He shouted a little awkwardly.

Standing side by side with Yan Fei and calling Grandma Ping "Master", there seems to be another possibility, right?

"Call Senior Sister."

Yan Fei crossed her arms and crossed her waist.

She wore no makeup on her face, but her stunning beauty could not be concealed.

Her neck is smooth, which makes her collarbone more delicate. Her wrists are as white as snow. Her eyes are beautiful, making her look like a fairy who is not of this world. The corner of her mouth is curled up with a smile, as ethereal and brilliant as fireworks.

"Sister..."

Shen He unconsciously glanced at Yan Fei's exposed beautiful legs.

Swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

He admitted that he is a leg maniac, so what?

"Be good, Junior Brother."

Yan Fei agreed happily.

She never thought Shen He would agree.

After all, the power that Shen He once possessed might not be inferior to that of his master.

Now asking Shen He to worship his master as his disciple is actually a very difficult psychological hurdle.

Now that we are really from the same school, we can actually be together legitimately in the future.

"Very good, you will become my disciple. If I don't prepare anything today, I will give you a gift in two days." Grandma Ping said happily.

It's like a sculptor has obtained a piece of top-quality jade.

Grandma Ping’s current mentality is similar to this.

We can’t let Shen He’s excellent martial arts talent go to waste.

Having accepted an apprentice, Grandma Ping was in a very good mood, and Yan Fei was also very happy.

at dusk.

A man with two white, round and slender legs came to Yan Fei's residence humming a little tune and singing a limerick.

"The first hill is sick, the second hill is taking care of it, the third hill is collecting herbs, the fourth hill is stewing..."

The girl with two big ponytails tied behind her back came for the door-to-door service at the agreed time.

She wants to use the Anshen secret method of the Wangsheng Hall to heal Shen He's damaged soul.

"I'm Hu Tao, the 77th head of the Wangsheng Hall. I'm here to serve." Hu Tao skipped to the door of Yan Fei's house and knocked on it.

Yan Fei was standing at the door at this time. When she saw Hu Tao coming, a happy smile appeared on her face.

"Oh, you're finally here. I've been waiting for you for a long time." Yan Fei opened the door and welcomed Hu Tao in.

Hu Tao walked in, looked around Yan Fei's residence, and then her eyes fell on Yan Fei.

"Well... not bad, not bad. Judging from your appearance, you should be ready." Walnut nodded with satisfaction.

Yan Fei smiled a little embarrassedly and said, "Yes, I have prepared everything I need."

Hu Tao continued, "Very good, then let's get started now. Tell me Shen He's birth date and I want to calculate his fortune first."

"Last time it was just simple spiritual counseling, but this time I'm going to be serious about it," Hu Tao explained.

Last time, without the assistance of various props, she couldn't really exert her power.

Yan Fei took out a piece of paper with Shen He’s birth date written on it and handed it to Hu Tao.

Kurumi took the paper, took a look at it, then closed his eyes and began to mutter to himself.

After a while, Walnut opened his eyes and said, "Strange, interesting."

Walnut said to himself.

Yan Fei listened and asked, "Strange, interesting?"

"It's okay, don't worry about it."

Walnut waved his hand.

Walnut continued, "There's been a change of plan. I'm going to need some special items, so you need to prepare them."

Yan Fei asked: "What items do you need?"

Hu Tao said: "First, you need to prepare some paper money for the Hall of Rebirth, and then you need some of Shen He's hair and nails."

Yan Fei was a little surprised when she heard this and asked, "Paper money? Hair and nails? What are these things used for?"

Hu Tao smiled and said, "These things are used for rituals. Don't ask so many questions. Just do as you are told."

Although Yan Fei was a little confused, she still prepared these things according to Hu Tao's requirements.

"From now on, no one is allowed to enter the room." After Hu Tao put away all the things, she entered Shen He's room.

Before closing the door, she warned with a slightly red cheek.

When thinking about the upcoming treatment, Hu Tao felt a little weak under her feet.

The bone-melting feeling brought by the fusion of souls far exceeds the physical contact in reality.

This was something Hu Tao had never experienced before. The soul frequency of this immortal named Shen He actually matched hers perfectly in another sense.

According to the original words recorded in the secretary of the Hall of Rebirth...When the souls of those who are compatible, their spirits and desires merge, they can achieve the great secret of rebirth.

Whether it was the unforgettable bone-melting feeling when souls merged, or the great secret of rebirth recorded in the records, they all made Hu Tao want to try again, just... once.

No, no, no, she is treating the injured immortal.

Everything else is incidental.