Longevity starts with learning

On the cloud, Chu Mu sat there like an old monk in meditation.

The price he paid for a palace-resting pill was too great. Even now, even with his vast knowledge, he could only barely recover a little vitality and barely guarantee the basic combat power of his cultivation.

As for the rest...

Even the stability of the foundation of cultivation is still a long way off...

And under the cloud, the high-ranking courtyard was also operating in an orderly manner.

The pregnant woman was only at the Qi training stage, and under the watch of several foundation-building cultivators, she could not cause any trouble.

Every day, she lived like a puppet according to the pregnancy plan formulated by Chu Mu.

A huge amount of resources turned into various palace-resting and pregnancy-enhancing pills that were rarely seen in the outside world, or even did not exist in the outside world, all for the fetus in the woman's belly that was still in the process of gestation.

Spring goes and autumn comes, time flies. Perhaps because of Chu Mu's careful planning, or perhaps because of the Angong Zaohua Pill that the woman took, the woman's pregnancy time is far beyond the original one-year pregnancy.

For a full year and three months, the fetus in her belly is still growing.

Chu Mu's spiritual consciousness flows, almost day and night, and it is fixed on this woman, peeking at the fetus's pregnancy, and at the same time peeking at his Angong Zaohua Pill, and even his plan... The effect.

For him, this unknown waiting is naturally like spending a year.

Every minute and every second that passes is also like this.

In the deep winter, the wind and snow are like knives, blowing the clothes rustling. In this time of spending a year, he has no time to think about the world again. The figure sitting cross-legged has long been stained with a thin layer of wind and frost.

On this day, the already fierce snowstorm in the north became even more violent. The wind and snow were all over the sky, rolling up the yellow sand of the Gobi Desert, and gathered in this dead and desolate place, forming a strange scene of wind, sand and snow.

In the courtyard of the high gate, as if she had a premonition of something, the woman walked out of the room and stopped under the eaves, followed by the maids on both sides, not leaving.

The woman looked up at the sky, her beautiful eyes were full of confusion and puzzlement.

What she couldn't understand was that all the cognitions she had accepted since childhood clearly told her that with her spiritual root qualifications, she would definitely be able to enter the immortal gate and contribute to the prosperity of the immortal gate.

She had imagined more than once how to serve the immortal gate after entering it.

But why, the immortal gate was so close, but she couldn't get in?

What was wrong?

She couldn't figure it out. All the cognitions she accepted could hardly explain her current situation.

It was like, why was she married in such a hurry?

Why did her husband, whom she had not yet known, suddenly die?

How did she get from the immortal world, from Wangtian City, to this strange place?

Who sent these immortal cultivators to watch over her?

What did they want to do?

She couldn't figure it out...

The only comfort might be the fetus in her belly.

At least, he was growing up healthily, and extremely healthy.

She had never seen countless precious elixirs before, and she took and refined each one of them. She naturally knew clearly what the effect was.

Without exception, they all acted on the fetus in her belly, making her fetus grow healthier and more perfectly.

This point was obviously impossible to fake.

No matter what her fate was, at least her fetus would still grow up healthily...

The woman gently stroked her obviously bulging belly, sensing the vitality, and the hesitation in her eyes seemed to dissipate a lot.

After being absent-minded for a moment, the woman was about to return to the house. At this moment, a dazzling blood color suddenly appeared, dyeing the woman's palace skirt red.

At this moment, the woman's expression changed drastically, and the expressions of several maids who were waiting on her also changed.

Above the clouds, Chu Mu, who was like an old monk in meditation, suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes were instantly locked on the woman.

Then, with the help of several maids, the woman hurried back to the room. The delivery of immortals is naturally not as tedious and dangerous as that of ordinary mortals. In just a moment, with the cry of a baby, a new life also came into this world.

At this moment, in this room, the baby is still crying, but whether it is the woman who is still hesitant or the maids who are waiting on the side, they all stare at the newly born little life as if they have seen something incredible.

"Heavenly Spiritual Root..."

The maid in the lead uttered three words with almost difficulty.

Several other maids also looked incredulous.

In this desolate and dead world, a pregnant female cultivator in the Qi training stage...

Natural spiritual roots?

The woman was also stunned for a moment, and when she reacted, she immediately showed ecstasy.

At this moment, the maids seemed to have a telepathic connection. After looking at each other, the incredulous expressions quickly dissipated, and expressions of fear, suspicion, etc. emerged one after another.

Then, the leading maid suddenly showed a resolute look on her face, jumped up, and soared into the sky without hesitation.

But the next moment, with the emergence of a touch of red clouds, the maid who had just soared into the sky fell from the sky like a puddle of mud, hit the ground, and burst into blood.

A bright red ribbon followed closely behind, shuttling through this high-door courtyard, and every flicker of light was a touch of blood.

In just a few breaths, this high-ranking courtyard that the whole county talked about with great relish was full of blood. The only thing left was the woman who had just given birth and the shrill cry of the baby.

A red Luo skirt slowly fell from the sky, and a bright red ribbon was still stained with some blood.

Chang Hongyi looked up at the sky, her green shirt and white hair slowly fell from the sky. Looking at this figure, Chang Hongyi was shocked and seemed to be unbelievable.

Chu Mu stepped into the courtyard, and his calm demeanor was gone at this moment. Surprise, expectation, relief, and mixed feelings, all kinds of emotions were intertwined in his eyes.

, stepped into the room, the blood was still there. Seeing Chu Mu walk in, the woman looked terrified, hugged the baby in the cradle tightly, and her whole body was trembling.

Chu Mu turned a blind eye. He raised his hand and looked around. The pale-faced woman opened her arms uncontrollably, hugging the baby. In a state of near despair, she watched the baby in her arms float up and finally float in Chu Mu's hands.

"Who... who are you?"

"Please, please, don't hurt him..."

"Senior, senior..."

When the irresistible force dissipated, the woman's face turned pale, she got up in a panic, knelt on the bed, kowtowed again and again, her head covered with blood, begging bitterly.

Chu Mu turned a blind eye, but stared at the still ignorant fetus with a burning gaze.

Whether his theory was wrong or not was no longer important.

Fire attribute heavenly spirit root...

No doubt!

This seed... is perfect! Incomparably perfect!

He felt like he had obtained a rare treasure. Under his burning gaze, even a trace of his consciousness was cautious, as if he was afraid that if the consciousness fluctuations were a little stronger, it would hurt this absolutely perfect seed.

After a long time, the woman's shrill voice became a little hoarse, and Chu Mu seemed to have come back to his senses.

He glanced at the woman who was as shrill as the blood of a cuckoo, and there seemed to be some complexity in his eyes, but it was only a moment, and this complexity disappeared without a trace.

The price he paid was too high, and there were too many uncertainties in the plan.

There can't be any mistakes.

He didn't allow it, and he couldn't afford it.

He glanced at Chang Hongyi standing beside him, holding the fetus, and turned to walk out of the door.

"In the next life, be a good person again."

Chang Hongyi's face was complicated, and while muttering to himself, the blood-stained ribbon also sank into the woman's neck. The shrill voice stopped abruptly, and the woman collapsed on the bed, a touch of blood spread, becoming more and more dazzling.

When two flashes of light shot up into the sky, under the snowflakes, a touch of fiery red also appeared in this high-ranking courtyard.

The wind and snow could not suppress the fire. In just a short moment, the raging fire completely engulfed the large courtyard...

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