The next day, An Baobao woke up in a daze and found that he had a very heavy weight on his body. An Baobao woke up instantly, and found that it was Mo Jiuxiao, a black-bellied guy, who secretly climbed into bed in the middle of the night.

"Bang!" the shovel officer was kicked down by An Baobao again. Then the glamorous Lomi dumplings washed themselves and went out.

After An Baobao went out, she immediately asked the soldiers to stop boiling medicine according to the original prescription, and then she wrote a new prescription with a stroke of her pen. Let the soldiers follow this prescription and grab the medicine.

Then Luo An'an threw some spiritual springs into various wells, and then went to the palace with confidence. Mo Jiuxiao followed behind her at some point and helped her with some small favors. In the end, seeing that Luo An'an was leaving, he also cheekily followed.

At this time, Fengxue almost wanted to cry, yesterday he called his father in a daze under General Jingda's tear offensive, and then he was immediately taken back to the general's mansion. His mother exclaimed when she saw him, and then almost fainted. Finally, when the person calmed down, he hugged him and cried vigorously, and he felt very uncomfortable crying.

In the end, he finally coaxed his mother, and his mother took him to see what he had done with great interest. What's even more speechless is that he was also led to see his coffin. It is studded with pearls and precious stones, and it looks like a jewel box.

His mother wiped her tears and said, thinking day and night that she would wait for her body to be recovered, and then be buried in the ground. They were sorry for him at the beginning, so that he lost it since he was a child, and he had such a hard time.

Fengxue wanted to say that she had not had a hard time over the years, but she couldn't say it when the words came to her lips. Is it really not bitter, is it really not resentful? I have followed my master, and since I was a child, I have suffered a lot of white eyes, and my life is even more worried. But the bigger blow is that he can't cultivate, he is obviously only one step away from cultivating immortals, but he didn't expect that this step away is actually a barrier that cannot be crossed. If he hadn't lost it, wouldn't he have been able to have a happy childhood, and wouldn't have had to sleep in the open to make a living? If he hadn't lost it, and had never grown up in a place where everyone cultivated immortals, would he be able to calmly accept the fact that he couldn't cultivate immortals, let alone cultivate unwillingly for days and nights. Failed again and again, hit again and again.

Bitter, how not bitter. If it weren't for the luck of meeting Mo Jiuxiao and Luo An'an, the suffering of Fengxue would be a lifetime! A second-level Qi refining cultivator, a lifespan no different from a mortal, and a strength similar to that of a mortal, how could he die peacefully in that realm of cultivating immortals?

There is a rule in the family of the Immortal Cultivation Realm, if the children in the family do not have a spiritual root, they are not even the worst five spiritual roots. Then he will be banished to the mortal realm. It's not so much banishment as protection. It is too difficult for a mortal to live in the immortal cultivation realm, he is out of place with his surroundings, and he will die if he is not careful. What's more, even if they are killed, the family cannot avenge them. Because they are mortals who have no strength, they are not human lives in the immortal cultivation world!

So going to the mortal realm is the best choice for them. When they were exiled, although these families looked down on the possessions of mortals, they would not give too much gold, silver and jewelry to the mortals in the family, so that they would be rich and prosperous for a lifetime. There is nothing in the world that does not work for nothing, and the glory of the family is earned by each of them with their lives, so why do you become a mortal and live better than these monks? A real mortal can make himself live a good life, but you can't live as a person who has lived in the immortal cultivation realm for so long and seen so much? If it really falls into this way, it is a waste of food to live.

Feng Xue's weak cultivation is about the same as the strength of mortals, but he doesn't have a family to protect him from growing up, and then let him go to the mortal world to live. There was never a second choice in his life, whether there were thorns ahead or not, he could only move forward!

How can he not be bitter like this!