Farming in the Immortal Mansion

When Ye Ling heard this, he felt a little relieved, but after looking at the ancestor, he still had a serious face, hesitating whether to hand over the soul blood, and said sarcastically:

"Master doesn't know something. When the fairy first saw me, he didn't recognize me as Ye Ling and gave me a blood soul inducer. Later, I used the method of alchemy to resolve it and condensed it into soul blood. Disciple, I will Return the soul blood to her, along with the blood refining amulet, to prevent the fairy from being uneasy!"

The ancestor knew that his daughter's main soul was in Fengyao in the upper realm. A mere drop of soul blood could not threaten her, but it could affect the cultivation of the soul in this life.

Unexpectedly, Fairy Youyue said nonchalantly: "No need! My soul tablet is kept by our ancestor of the Feng family! Don't think that you can do anything if you control my soul blood? The soul blood belongs to you! What if? If you are out training and something unexpected happens, I can still find you through the induction of soul blood! If it’s too late, I’ll save you; if it’s too late, I can collect your body!”

Ye Ling could only smile bitterly after hearing this, knowing that Fairy Youyue was joking.

There was a hint of surprise in the eyes of the ancestor: "The ancestor of the Feng family?"

Fairy Youyue smiled and said: "That is the ancestor of our Feng clan, Feng Yao! I heard from the immortal that all the life soul tablets of the women in our Feng clan were taken to the upper world by her, so the girls of our Feng clan , I will never have to worry about my life! This is also thanks to the blessing of the gods."

When the ancestor heard this, his eyes looked pensive, and he sighed in his heart: I don't know if Feng Yao wanted to avoid affecting her daughter's Taoist heart, or if she simply didn't want to recognize Feng Cailing as her daughter! After all, she was born to him, a mortal cultivator, so as not to become the laughing stock of the immortal world.

Fairy Youyue saw that the ancestor was deep in thought and thought he was a little unhappy, so she quickly explained: "This ancestor is not the other ancestor. In short, Feng Yao is the ancestor of our Feng clan, and you are the ancestor of our Wu Kingdom. The ancestor! In the eyes of the younger generation, he is the person I admire the most in my life!”

The ancestor nodded. It seemed that his daughter knew nothing about her life experience. Although she had gone through five lives and five tribulations and had cultivated to the sixth life, she had no way of knowing the memories of previous lives.

Fortunately, Feng Cailing has a pure nature and has not been influenced by Feng Yao. She also has a sense of belonging to the Wu Kingdom he founded.

The ancestor smiled and ordered: "Okay! Turn your back, cross your legs and do your exercises, and I will help you regain your strength!"

Fairy Youyue was overjoyed and secretly said that the ancestor was really a good person. He also accepted Ye Ling, the deputy sect master of Youyue Fairy Sect, as his disciple. He also favored her and valued her very much. So Fairy Youyue hurriedly thanked the ancestor and turned his back. Come, sit down cross-legged.

The ancestor waved his palm and did not hesitate to consume his soul power to help Feng Cailing recover her vitality.

Ye Ling saw in his eyes that the fairy was the biological daughter of the ancestor. Although the ancestor did not tell her about her life experience and the father and daughter recognized each other, his love was beyond words. Fortunately, the ancestor has successfully escaped from the tower now. Even if he is only a lonely soul and becomes a ghost cultivator, he will still have the opportunity to see his daughter from time to time in the future, which is enough to comfort the ancestor's heart.

Ye Ling wisely retreated and tried to meditate in the ice and snow Tianchi.

He originally wanted to be like Lu Binglan, find a huge ice lotus, sit on the lotus platform and meditate, but as soon as he sat down, the icy cold air surrounded him instantly, and within the time of burning an incense stick, he was almost frozen into an ice sculpture!

Lu Binglan, who was on the opposite side, saw this situation and quietly sent him a spiritual message: "Don't be brave! Should I call you Junior Brother Ye now? Or Master Ye?"

Ye Ling smiled bitterly and said: "In front of outsiders, you'd better call me Junior Brother Ye, so as not to make the gods suspicious! In addition, the ancestor asked me to bring you the ancient ice Taoism. You can see which one is more suitable for your practice. ?”

While Ye Ling was talking, he shivered from the cold. He simply set up a flame furnace on the lotus platform and put more fire stones to keep warm. Then he took out a few simple jade slips from the storage bag and threw them to Got Lu Binglan.

Lu Binglan's eyes lit up, and she placed them one by one on her forehead, using her spiritual sense to examine them carefully. As if she had found a treasure, she said happily: "Junior Brother Ye is interested! Don't you choose a kind of cultivation?"

Ye Ling waved his hand and shook his head: "That's all, with my Ice Spirit Root qualifications, how can I practice this? I have to endure hardships in vain, but I may not see any results! But I have rubbed these jade slips in case I need them in case of emergencies."...

Lu Binglan smiled and said: "Let me tell you, with your intelligence and talent, even if you are unwilling to practice, you still have to make sure that the thief doesn't get away with it! Where is the ice treasure that the ancestor asked you to get for me? How many pieces have you hidden secretly?"

Ye Ling coughed dryly: "Look what you said! Aren't you afraid that Fairy Youyue will be jealous? I'm going to give it to you, and I won't hide anything! But there are some ancient treasures, such as Ice Demon Dew Grass , Qiluo flowers, etc., can only be seen in classical books and spiritual herb illustrations before. Let me study the medicinal properties in detail before giving them to you. "

Ye Ling took out these ice-type heavenly materials and earthly treasures from the ancestor's multi-treasure tower, but he hadn't had time to transplant them to the Immortal Mansion's spiritual field for planting, so he made this excuse.

Lu Binglan had no choice but to nod and respond: "Okay, you said you don't hide anything? I don't have any use for the treasures of heaven and earth, you just use them for medicine. Where are the ice magic weapons? How many of them have you left for me?"

Ye Ling took something out of his storage bag and offered it like a treasure: "Ice Mysterious Pearl! How about it? Come on!"

Lu Binglan held it in his palm and glanced at it. He saw that the walnut-sized Ice Mysterious Pearl was as smooth as jade and emitted a bright ice light. Even if it had been buried in the dust in the tower for thousands of years, it was still dazzling!

Ye Ling told her: "The ancestor has removed the seal of spiritual consciousness, and now the Ice Mysterious Pearl has become an ownerless thing. You can take it and refine it. It is comparable to a rare inherited spiritual treasure!"

Lu Binglan couldn't let it go, and put it away solemnly: "Well! What else? Take them all out. If I can't use them, they'll all belong to you!"

Ye Ling opened the storage bag, which was full of treasures. He said: "There are some Yuanying magic treasures, Huashen treasures, and even Lianxu treasures! After all, with your current cultivation, you can't use them yet! How about I keep them for you? I'm afraid that you won't notice it for a while and reveal the treasures. If you are discovered by the gods, you can't explain it clearly, or some Yuanying strongmen will miss them, which is not good."

Lu Binglan looked at the ice treasures collected by the ancestor during his lifetime, her eyes were straight, and she wished she could put them all in her pocket.

But she heard that what Ye Ling said made some sense. As the saying goes, a man is innocent, but he is guilty of possessing a treasure!

Lu Binglan said quietly, "Okay then! Give me the Nascent Soul magic weapon, I will be able to use it soon. You can keep the other magic weapons in the Soul-Calming Tower of the First Ancestor. One day in the future, when I become a god, I will ask you to take them! I am afraid that by then, Master Ye, you will still be at the Golden Core level!"

"Impossible!" Ye Ling's face turned red and white at what Lu Binglan said, and he tried his best to refute, "I am the disciple of the First Ancestor. Even if I am not good enough, I cannot stop at the Golden Core level!"

Lu Binglan smiled and said, "Don't worry, by then, I will help you to overcome the Nascent Soul Tribulation!"