It will take a long time for the wood spirit to sleep.

Zhang Heng looked at her, and now Mu Ling has become an adult and has become a beautiful fairy with a peerless face.

Many people regard her as the goddess of their dreams.

But in Zhang Heng's eyes, his impression of her has always stayed at that auction.

A thin, weak, malnourished girl, biting her lip, stood stubbornly on the stage, bearing the eyes of everyone as if she were choosing a living creature.

This ill-fated girl has a perseverance that ordinary people don't have.

That kneeling, that master, was deeply imprinted in Zhang Heng's heart......

From that moment on, Zhang Heng decided to change her fate.

However, at this most critical moment, he could not help in any way.

The Nine Yin Absolute Pulse is the entrance of life and death, and there must not be any external force, otherwise the only result will be self-defeating.

Therefore, the wood spirit can only rely on himself.

From time to time, her fair cheeks glowed with pain, and it was obvious that she was suffering some kind of pain.

"The water lily of the Heavenly Star can indeed make a part of the yin qi fall asleep, but the amount of it is not fixed, but depends on luck, and if there are more sleepers, it is naturally a good thing, but if there are fewer sleepers, those thin yin qi are enough to make people lose their lives...... This is the worst outcome, once it appears, you have to rely on yourself, if you can persevere, there is still a glimmer of life, if you give up, then you will definitely die......" Zhang Heng gently stroked Mu Ling's cheek, with a little love in his eyes.

He has only accepted one disciple in two lives, and he only intends to accept one disciple.

Therefore, he didn't want the wood spirit to die young.

However, the heavens may have to embarrass him, and on the third day, a chill suddenly appeared on Mu Ling's body, so that the ground under her was also covered with frost.

Even Zhang Heng, who was very close to her, was frozen in an instant.

"What a powerful chill!"

Zhang Heng's heart moved, shattered the ice, and looked at Mu Ling worriedly.

The cold was exposed, and the worst was achieved.

There must be too much cold air gushing out, and Mu Ling can't suppress it by himself, so this will appear, escaping towards the outside world.

Zhang Heng took a deep breath, and a look of determination flashed in his eyes.

With a wave of his hand, a warm current rushed by, sweeping away the cold, and his hand pressed directly on the lower abdomen of the wood spirit.

Streams of warmth poured into Mu Ling's body along her hand.

It's a crazy, almost death-seeking practice!

How dangerous is the life and death threshold of the Nine Yin Absolute Veins?

A little external force may be self-defeating and let the wood spirit die directly, not to mention that Zhang Heng is still pouring warmth into the wood spirit's body, he is simply blatantly doing death!

However, Zhang Heng had no choice!

At present, the chill can no longer be controlled, if he doesn't intervene again, Mu Ling will definitely die.

In that case, it's better to survive in death and try your best!

"Ling'er, hold on, you promised the master!"

Zhang Heng said in a deep voice.

His voice, Mu Ling obviously couldn't hear.

Such a surging chill had already sealed her soul.

In other words, at this time, the wood spirit had lost the ability to control his body.

And what Zhang Heng has to do is to forcibly dispel these chills and wake up the wood spirit.

"Ling'er, wake up!"

"Ling'er, you can't die!"

"You will be the first Yuanying Cultivator in Xiaoyao Valley, and you will also be my only disciple in my past and present lives!"

Zhang Heng's voice, mixed with divine thoughts, poured into the body of the wood spirit.

He didn't know if Mu Ling could hear it, so he just gave it a try.

In fact, Mu Ling didn't hear his voice, but the warmth that Zhang Heng poured into her body made her feel intense pain.

The cold numbs a person, and lives can be lost in silence.

But the combination of cold and heat, ice and fire, that is pain.

The pain that penetrated deep into the soul awakened Mu Ling's consciousness, and it was at this time that she heard Zhang Heng's tireless repetition of words.

"Master ......"

In her mind, she subconsciously remembered the picture she saw at a glance before going to bed.

"I can't die, I still have to see Shizun!"

A firm belief was ten times warmer than the warmth that Zhang Heng poured into, helping Mu Ling fight the cold.

Gradually, the meridians she blocked became lively, and the chill, as if finding a cathartic point, suddenly poured towards Mu Ling's golden pill......

As time passed, her golden pill began to turn white, and layers of frost appeared on the surface.

The whole Jindan is as if it is completely frozen.

It seems to contain a terrifying cold air comparable to the entire Far North, and every time it rotates, people can't help but shiver.

Zhang Heng's divine thoughts saw the golden pill of the wood spirit.

"She woke up. ”

Zhang Heng understood.

So he made a quick decision and immediately withdrew his strength.

If she continues to pour warmth, she will hurt Mu Ling, and next, she still has to rely on herself.

"I promised my master that I can't die ......"

With the influx of chill, Jin Dan was already overwhelmed, and the unprecedented pain made the wood spirit almost collapse.

But she still insisted.

At the critical moment, she ran the Xuannu Immortal Sutra, and the golden pill that had turned into a piece of solid ice suddenly shattered and turned into countless ice crystals that exuded coldness.

"Baby, baby!"

"Only a baby can accommodate so much cold!"

"I will be the first monk to marry in the Valley of Escape!!"

Mu Ling's voice roared in her heart, and at this moment, she used her firm will to make a desperate choice.

Baby!

The countless ice crystals converged towards a central point, and then under the traction of some force, they slowly outlined the figure of a peerless fairy.

This little peerless fairy is naturally a wood spirit, but compared to the wood spirit in reality, her Yuan Ying is even colder, as if she is not a person herself, but a piece of ice.

"Yuan Ying, Cheng!"

Mu Ling used the last trace of his will to push the condensation of Yuan Ying.

Then, her consciousness fell asleep.

But this is enough, her Yuan Baby, after containing tens of millions of cold qi, is finally generated.

The newly generated Wood Spirit Yuan Infant had a cold face, his hands pinched the seal, and the cold qi in his body surged wildly.

At the same time, in the sky of the Valley of Freedom, there were suddenly colorful clouds.

"What's that?"

Someone looked up at the sky.

"Someone is married!"

One person recognized, and then the crowd was in an uproar.

"Who is the baby?"

Mu Qiankun was incredulous, he originally thought that he would be the first.

"Could it be...... Xiao Ling'er?"

Jiang Hongli thought of something and looked in a certain direction in surprise.

Only a few people know about Mu Ling's experience of life and death, but Jiang Hongli is obviously an insider.

"Is Xiao Ling'er married? In this way, she succeeded. Mu Qiankun breathed a sigh of relief, showed joy, and suddenly shook his head again, and said depressedly: "This pair of masters and apprentices is really a monster, how long has Xiao Ling'er been cultivating this year, and this is about to get married?"

It didn't take long for everyone to know that the person who married the baby was Zhang Heng's disciple, Mu Ling.

"It's worthy of being my goddess, it's amazing!"

Many people became excited, even more excited than they were to get married.

And at this time, Zhang Heng finally put his mind at ease, and Mu Ling's situation has stabilized.

If Mu Qiankun is here, there will definitely be countless question marks, which is also called stability?

Not to mention that Mu Ling was still asleep, her breath alone made people's jaws almost drop.

"Late Yuan Infant!"

Who can believe this?

Mu Ling, this girl, jumped directly from Jindan to the late Yuan Infant stage in one breath!

The colorful clouds in the sky turned into pure aura, which was swallowed by her Yuan Ying in one bite, but her cultivation was completely stabilized.

But Zhang Heng will not be surprised by anything, originally the Nine Yin Absolute Vein is like this, as long as he can pass the threshold of life and death, it is a matter of course that his cultivation will skyrocket.

The cold qi accumulated in her meridians is a killer, but it is also a gift from heaven.

Heaven is fair, the Nine Yin Absolute Veins have been lonely and suffering since childhood, and they have suffered a lot, and at the age of eighteen, they are in danger of nine deaths and a lifetime, if there is no benefit, it is unreasonable.

So, this created the wood spirit.

Looking at the still sleeping wood spirit, Zhang Heng seemed to see the rise of another "cold fairy".

"This girl's cultivation has caught up with me, it's really a little faceless, it seems that there is something I have to do......"

Zhang Heng smiled bitterly and said slowly.