"Miss, it's not early, the old slave has prepared some food, eat it while it's hot. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info [For more exciting novels, please visit]" An old voice sounded behind Yun Ling.

Yun Ling turned around, and a powerful old man with silver hair and a rickety body stood behind her, the only thing that remained unchanged was her blue clothes.

"Mama in blue! Mama, what's wrong with you? Yun Ling's tone of surprise turned into worry, the mama in front of her looked different from the one she saw a few days ago, it seemed that she had aged dozens of years in an instant, and the years were passing faster in the old man, and she could clearly feel that the vitality in Mama was slowly dissipating.

"It's okay Miss, it's just ...... old age" "The blue-clothed lady handed over a small bowl, "The old slave went to the Sunset Forest to pick some herbs for the young lady, and when he came back, he saw that the young lady was meditating, and the old slave didn't dare to disturb the young lady, so he took care of the young lady next to him." Quick, miss, drink this porridge while it's hot. ”。

Yun Ling Xiang In the bowl, the pearl-like rice grains were mixed with lumpy medicines of different colors, and the aroma of porridge and medicine wafted together to make people feel very appetizing, which made Yun Ling's heart shocked, and he hurriedly took a few sips. "It tastes good, Mama, you drink it too."

The blue-clothed grandmother smiled, and took out another bowl of porridge from the side of the backpack she brought, but did not eat it, but just put it aside and watched Yun Ling gobble it up, with a holy luster in her eyes.

However, Yun Ling was really hungry, although practicing Tantric Wheel Zen Buddhism did not require strenuous exercise, but the consumption of mental power alone had already made Yun Ling, who had only eaten breakfast, hungry and panicked, and there was no resistance at all in the face of the fragrant medicinal porridge in front of him.

"Eat slowly, eat slowly......" The blue-clothed grandmother gently persuaded, handing the medicinal porridge that had been cooled in her hand to Yun Ling's hand, "Don't worry, there are still more......

Yun Ling touched the rice grains stuck to her mouth, and choked up when she looked at the wrinkled face of the blue-clothed grandmother, her throat squirmed a few times, and finally swallowed the heavy sadness in her stomach and said solemnly, "Thank you......"

The blue-clothed grandmother was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly waved her hand, "No, no, how can you say that, Miss, and torture the old slave......"

Yun Ling shook his head lightly, and said in his heart, "Coming to this world, if it weren't for you, Mama, I'm afraid Yun Ling would have died as soon as he opened his eyes......"

Yun Ling clenched his fists slightly, feeling his still somewhat weak and weak arms, "Your great kindness and great virtue Yun Ling has nothing to repay, he can only guard your side, if anyone hurts you, Yun Ling will definitely make him pay a thousand times the price!" ”

Thinking like this, Yun Ling raised his star-like eyes and asked, "Mama, these days, I have always listened to the people in the mansion discuss the martial arts competition, but I don't know anything about what they are saying. ”

The blue-clothed grandmother glanced at Yun Ling deeply, sighed and said, "When did Miss pay attention to such a thing, you were not interested in cultivation at all before." ”

"Well, I've changed." Yun Ling just replied lightly.

Seeing that Yun Ling didn't seem to want to mention her motives, the blue-clothed grandmother didn't ask any questions, looked at the stars in the sky that were slowly becoming clearer, and said, "Since Miss wants to hear it, then the old slave will tell Miss about it." ”

"A long, long time ago, there was a peerless powerhouse on the Sigu Continent, who was called the first generation of oracles by later generations, and everyone called this strong man with the Six-Colored Immortals. Under the teachings of the immortals, people gradually learned a method of cultivation that could store an invisible energy in the human body, like accumulating rainwater, and then splash it out when needed. That energy is called psionic energy. ”

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