Xiao Man frowned slightly, how did she feel, as if the eyes of everyone around her fell on her.

But on second thought, Ziyun once said that this Bodhi tree is the treasure of their family, probably these people are nervous about it, right?

Thinking about it like this, I feel that it is a little natural, after all, it is reasonable for everyone to attach so much importance to the treasures of the entire family.

She took a deep breath, and with the help of Zi Yining, she slowly stretched her hand forward, and then, tilting slightly, the jade bowl and the nectar of the spiritual spring and Ye Xiaoman's essence blood were all poured on the roots of the seedlings.

Ziyun and the others stared closely at the seedlings of the sacred tree, their faces were serious, and their eyes were full of anticipation.

Under their gaze, the seedlings of the sacred tree absorbed the nectar that had fallen on the roots in a matter of moments.

Immediately afterward, there was a spiritual tremble, and a few green leaves slowly stretched out and slowly became larger, and then new leaves grew in the branches.

Seeing that the seedlings had risen by about a foot in a very short period of time, the people of the Zi family all showed excited looks, and even worse, they had already burst into tears.

The third elder Zi Chen's gray beard kept shaking, and the excitement in his heart was uncontrollable, so he pounced, knelt on the ground, and wept long in the sky.

"Poor see, after 100,000 years of suffering, my Zi family is finally about to see the light again!" Zi Chen muttered, looking at the sky, old tears flowing.

Ziyun and the others were also very excited, all of them had tears in their eyes, Ye Xiaoman could feel that the soft wattle that was hitting her wrist was trembling slightly, which showed that Zi Yining was also very uncalm.

At this time, Ye Xiaoman felt that something was leaving his body, and at the same time, something was quietly sneaking in, extremely thin and light.

A subtle feeling enveloped his whole body, and Ye Xiaoman felt his blood jumping, and there was a sense of excitement.

Her heart shook suddenly, and she tried to retract her mind, and when her mind moved slightly, her spiritual power flowed throughout her body, suppressing this strange strangeness.

"Purple Daoyou!" Ye Xiaoman said.

Zi Yining's body moved slightly, and she paused before replying: "In ...... What, Ye Daoyou, thank you for your hard work!"

The voice was suppressed with excitement, and even with a slight tremor, Ye Xiaoman slowly stood up and asked, "Can I go back now?"

“…… Oh, yes, it's nature, and I'm going to send you back. Zi Yining replied with some hesitation.

She carefully helped Ye Xiaoman and turned around: "The Great Elder, the Third Elder, Grandmother, Yi Ning will send it first...... Ye Daoyou went back to rest. ”

The movements and conversations of the two of them pulled everyone back from their inability to help themselves, and only then did they react, and the eyes that looked at Ye Xiaoman one by one were not as good as just now.

When they first met, they were full of inquiry, suspicion and expectation for Ye Xiaoman, but now, they are all full of joy and respect, and Zi Yining has already called Ye Xiaoman "you" just now.

By now, all of them already knew that the person in front of them, who claimed to be Ye Xiaoman, was the saintess of Zidan Palace that they had been waiting for for nearly 100,000 years, no, it should be said that she was the palace master of Zidan Palace now.

Ziyun was just about to speak, but he seemed to think of something, and hesitated for a moment before saying: "It's okay, I've worked hard today, so let Yi Ning send you back to rest first, don't cause physical damage due to the loss of essence and blood." ”