Farming in the Immortal Mansion

The little Taoist boy Yunxiu responded happily, and immediately looked at the jade slip of Lingfu Xianmen with a scrutinizing gaze, and was immersed in his obsession with talismans.

Ye Ling did not want to disturb her, so he returned to the station and saw Han Wanrong, the envoy of Tianji, making clothes for Zixuan. The two girls were discussing the patterns of the fabrics and the embroidery patterns with great interest.

Only Miss Lu Binglan sat cross-legged under the water curtain restriction, studying the jade slip of ice-based Taoism given by the ancestor.

Ye Ling saw that she practiced so hard, and even though the Netherworld Cave Mansion was about to open, she still did not forget to seize the time to practice. This made Ye Ling secretly sigh, and came to Lu Binglan and began to meditate and practice, but what he learned was the art of sealing monsters.

The two of them were on the left and the right, just like the door gods guarding in front of the water curtain restriction. Lu Binglan saw from the corner of her eyes that although Ye Ling was meditating, he looked absent-minded and seemed to be sighing.

So Lu Binglan sent a telepathic message: "What's wrong? Is it because the Taoism taught by the ancestor is so profound that you are confused?"

Ye Ling shook his head and smiled bitterly: "That's not the case! I'm not worried about this, but you!"

Lu Binglan was stunned: "Me? I'm fine! After reading the jade slips of the ice-related Taoism given by the ancestor, I gained a lot! I just learned that in ancient times, the spiritual power of heaven and earth was far superior to that of today! The cultivators also have a variety of ways to practice, and many ice-related Taoisms are self-created, which can be said to be unprecedented!"

Speaking of this, Lu Binglan was fascinated, but when it came to the ancestor of the Wu Kingdom, she was afraid that Han Wanrong and Zixuan inside would hear it, so she only sent a telepathic message to Ye Ling and communicated quietly.

Ye Ling sighed: "I know you are talented and willing to practice hard, which is beyond my reach! But as the saying goes, haste makes waste! With your rapid progress in cultivation, it is inevitable that your foundation will be unstable, which will affect the meridians, breath, and even tendons, bones, and blood in your body! I see that you don't look very good, obviously you are tired recently. Come, I will take your pulse and refine a few pills for you to strengthen your body and nourish your essence. Let's not rush to practice!"

"Really? So serious?" Lu Binglan believed it and stretched out her jade hand.

Ye Ling pretended to take the pulse, but sighed in his heart. Only he and the ancestor knew what kind of fate Lu Binglan would face!

The faster you practice, the more you will die!

If Lu Binglan beats the daughter of the Immortal, Fairy Youyue, then before Fairy Youyue passes the great catastrophe of transformation and the phoenix nirvana in this life, she may be captured by the fairy maidens sent by the Immortal Fengyao!

However, Ye Ling could not tell Lu Binglan all this, so he could only hint at it. He closed his eyes and concentrated, saying calmly: "Your Taiyuan acupoint is blocked by blood and qi. It is obvious that you are practicing ice-based Taoism and are eager for success. The cold air hurts your lungs, and you occasionally cough and wheeze, right?"

Lu Binglan's phoenix eyes wandered, and she saw that Ye Ling looked serious and what he said was reasonable, but when he grabbed her wrist, his fingertips touched the back of her hand, which did not look like he was taking a pulse at all! .

This made Lu Binglan both angry and amused, and she said angrily: "Nonsense! When did I cough and wheeze? Even in the ice and snow pond, I was not frozen stiff by the cold air of the ice lotus! On the contrary, you couldn't stand it after just a while!"

Ye Ling's old face turned red, and he coughed dryly: "That's because my ice spirit root is far inferior to yours! In short, you should focus on strengthening your foundation and cultivating your essence in the future, and practice slowly, don't rush! And..."

"What else? Have you held enough?" Lu Binglan said unhappily: "Tell me, what meridians can there be on the back of my hand?"