After getting Yun Qingge's divine soul, Feng Duwu hurried back to Langya Mountain, and the poison was also put aside, and immediately went to read the classics left by Qianxue, she remembered that there was a book dedicated to all kinds of ways to reshape the true body. It took a long time to find the quotations called "All Souls Are One", she didn't eat or drink, she forgot to eat and read the whole book word by word, but was disappointed to find that there was no such case as Yun Tingge, and there was no record of how you can cultivate faster if the soul is attached to the flowers and plants.

Originally, she didn't have much hope, because cultivators knew that attaching to flowers and plants, especially those without any spiritual roots, was simply imprisoning the soul in a place where there was no daylight, allowing the wind and rain to blow and let the passing creatures trample on. If arrogant cultivators can't find a suitable body, they would rather dissipate between heaven and earth than accept such torture. Moreover, Yun Qinge's current situation is much more complicated, because he has not reached the realm of cultivating gods, he has not yet cultivated the primordial god, and his divine soul is so weak that it is almost none, and he is now attached to a weed that has no aura at all, if he wants to reshape his true body, he will be laughed out of his big teeth when he says it.

But Rao is like this, Feng Duwu doesn't want to give up, she believes that even if the chance is slim, it is like looking for a needle in a haystack, she will ride the wind and waves and find a way to solve it!

"Mother, is he an old friend who gave his life for you?" The little prince looked at his mother-in-law who was looking through the classics, and knew that his mother-in-law was thinking about this person, and although he was crazy with jealousy, he still didn't show it.

"Baby, he is his mother's brother, you will call him Uncle Yun in the future." Feng Duwu looked at her well-behaved son, stretched out her hand to touch his cold eggshell, and her phoenix eyes were soft.

"Mother, the weeds he is attached to have no spiritual roots, and they can't reshape their true bodies at all." The little prince looked at his mother with bright phoenix eyes.

"There's really no way?" Feng Duwu has been forcing herself to build confidence, and she began to waver in her son's voice, but the shaking was only for a moment, she looked at the little prince with a firm gaze, "As long as there is a heart in this world, there is nothing impossible, no matter what, my mother will not give up." ”

"Mother, he can't cultivate, he can only rely on external forces to grow and sustain his life, unless you strip his divine soul out of the grass." The little prince said to Feng Duwu, "But his soul is too weak to withstand a trace of external force, if he is forcibly stripped away, he will only be scattered." ”

"Are you trying to persuade your mother to give up?" I have to say that the little prince's words made Feng Duwu extremely weak, she knew that the little prince had the inheritance of the dragon clan, and he knew much more than her, a mother.

"Mother, do you really want to save you, at any cost?" The little prince looked at his mother fixedly.

Feng Duwu looked down at his son's clear and light eyes, and said softly: "Baby, your Uncle Yun is like this for his mother, this is what his mother owes him, and his mother must pay it back." ”

"Since it is a debt owed by the mother, the child also has a share in paying it for the mother." The little prince's voice was still soft and glutinous, but his tone was extremely firm, "Mother, I can change its essence, wash this weed, cut the marrow, let it have a spiritual root, and at the same time strengthen his soul body." ”

"Really?" Feng Duwu's eyes lit up, but she quickly calmed down, and she looked at the little prince worriedly, "Is there any obstacle for you?" ”

"Mother, the child doesn't want to deceive you." The little prince said frankly, "In the whole world, only children can do it." The dragon clan, before the shell is broken, is nourished by the dragon spirit in the eggshell, only the dragon spirit can wash the waste and cut the marrow, the child consumes the dragon spirit, it will delay growth. ”

"Delayed growth?" Feng Duwu shook her head, "My mother doesn't allow you to hurt yourself, you are all people that my mother cares about, and my mother is reluctant to hurt any of you." ”

"Mother, the child will be fine." The little prince softly persuaded his mother, "He is now extremely weak, Xiaobai can't nourish him at all, if he doesn't change the weeds, it won't be long before he really dies." ”

If he hadn't known that Yun Qingge's divine soul would not have been long in coming, he would not have made such a sacrifice and let go of the dragon spirit, his cultivation would be greatly reduced, and the day he would break the shell would also be postponed indefinitely. And he can't stay in the eggshell forever, and before the Yuan Force in the eggshell has not deteriorated, he must break the shell, otherwise he will be suffocated alive in the eggshell. But this qiē is insignificant compared to the mother's sadness. And he didn't want anyone to have more place in his mother's heart than he did!

"Nope." Her son is the meat of her heart, and she is reluctant, "Don't deceive me." ”

"Mother, my son has no deception, if you don't let your son wash his muscles and marrow for him within five days, he will be powerless." The little prince said very seriously.

"My mother is a little tired and wants to rest, so you can go and play with them." Feng Duwu's heart was very confused, she believed the little prince's words, but she couldn't let her son take risks.

"Master......" Bones couldn't help wailing when they heard Feng Duwu's words.

He doesn't want to play with His Highness because every time he is played by His Highness!

"Mother, you're going to change your mind." The little prince only left this sentence, and walked away with the bones of his weeping face wrapped in Yuan Li.

The little prince was so angry because of his mother that the poor bones made another sandbag.

There were no five days, but only three days, and Feng Duwu understood why the little prince was so sure that she would change her mind, because on the third day, the weed attached to Yun Tingge looked at the withered glory, and looked at the edges of the originally green and faint grass with a dazzling withered yellow, and Feng Duwu panicked so much that the six gods were gone.

"Master, if you want to save the seventh prince of Yun, there is only the law of His Royal Highness, and only His Royal Highness can save the seventh prince in the world." Even the bones had to be said to Feng Duwu again.

He is the purest ancient Qilin bloodline, and he also has the inheritance of the Qilin, he is telling the truth, Yun Tingge's situation happens to be considered lucky for him, he meets His Highness who is still in the eggshell, if His Highness has broken out of the shell with the help of the dragon spirit in the eggshell, Yun Tingge will only have a dead end.

"You tell me honestly, what would happen to him without the dragon spirit?" Intuition sues Sù Feng Solo Dance son for hiding something from her.

Although the little prince was not in the space, he felt that the little prince's eyes were staring at him where he couldn't see, if he dared to say one more word, he probably wouldn't want to see tomorrow's sunrise again.

So he said, "Your Highness did not deceive you. ”