Zhang looked at it, couldn't see anything special, shook his head, Yan Qingmei didn't understand it anymore, and shook his head as well. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Yan Weihe laughed and said, "Let me tell you, this is Linggen Grass!" As long as you eat this, you can give birth to a spiritual root if you don't have a spiritual root - although the spiritual root that is born is overwhelmingly a pseudo-spiritual root of four or five spiritual roots, but that's also a spiritual root, and you can cultivate immortals with a spiritual root, hahaha... We haven't had a spiritual root in Yanjiazhuang for five generations, five generations, the group of people in the cultivation realm didn't take us seriously, and now they don't give anything to us! Hmph, I will definitely have a spiritual root in the family, and give our mortal Yanjiazhuang a long face. ”

After speaking, he handed the Linggen Grass to Yan Qingmei's eyes and said, "Mei'er, is it okay for you to take this Linggen Grass?" ”

"Huh?" Yan Qingmei's heart was beating wildly, as if in a dream: "Daddy, you, you really want to give me such a valuable thing to eat, well, does my brother have it too?" ”

Yan Weihe's face turned pale, and he said: "This grass is very precious, even in the cultivation realm, it is extremely rare, Daddy, I am already very lucky to get one, how can there be any extra for your brother." ”

"But..."

"But why don't I give it to your brother, but I want to give it to you, right? That's because this herb is only effective if you take it before the age of fifteen, and your brother is seventeen years old, and it doesn't work if you eat it. On the contrary, it is you, only nine years old, it is just right to take this herb, stop talking nonsense, eat it quickly. ”

Yan Qingmei was relieved and chewed the grass in one gulp. She has a brother named Yan Shengxu, his brother has been more favored than her since he was a child, she doesn't think that his father has good things for her and not for his brother. Not long after eating, Yan Qingmei felt as if her body had been broken by something, and she screamed uncomfortably. Zhang hurriedly supported Yan Qingmei, who was stumbling, and asked nervously, "How could Mei'er be like this!" Could it be that the way to take it is wrong? ”

Yan Weihe sighed, but said to Qingmei: "Mei'er, if you use the spirit root grass to forcibly generate a spirit root, you must go through the torture of not being so dead, you must hold it for me!" Otherwise, your life will be gone!"

Yan Qingmei shed tears in pain, threw herself into Zhang's arms, and shouted: "Mother, I am so painful, I am so uncomfortable." ”

"Meier." Zhang hugged Yan Qingmei, who was trembling in pain, tightly in his arms and said, "Mei'er, listen to your father's words, no matter how painful it is, you have to grit your teeth and get through." ”

Yan Qingmei only felt that her whole body was swollen for a while, as if she was about to break her body, and for a while, her whole body seemed to be roasted by a blazing fire, and for a while, it seemed that her neck was choked, as if she was going to die. When did a nine-year-old child suffer such torture, it was really worse than death.

Yan Weihai still said in her ear: "Mei'er, I know that you have always wanted to cultivate immortals and become enlightened, but you had to give up this idea because you don't have a spiritual root, now, your opportunity has come, after surviving this while, you will have a spiritual root, and you can cultivate immortals." Mei'er, you have to remember that if you want to get what others can't get, you have to endure the pain that others can't bear, and if you can't bear it, then you shouldn't have this thought in the first place! ”

This sentence was like five thunderbolts, Yan Qingmei's mind suddenly cleared, and she felt that this suffering was what she should bear and had to bear, she endured great pain, and nodded at Yan Weihe with difficulty

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The next day, the sky was slightly bright, Yan Weihe woke up suddenly, and hurriedly went to see Yan Qingmei, only to see Yan Qingmei lying in the crook of Zhang's arm, sleeping deeply, Yan Weihe breathed a sigh of relief, and muttered in a low voice: "It's okay, otherwise it's a pity to have this precious spiritual root grass." ”

"What did you say?" Zhang suddenly opened his eyes and asked in a low voice with an angry face, Yan Weihe was startled, and hurriedly laughed: "Madam, when did you wake up?" I just took a look at Mei'er, and she got through, and it was fine. ”

The Zhang family has always known Yan Weihe's temperament, and he doesn't care about him. Gently pulled out his arm, and saw that Yan Qingmei was sleeping peacefully, and he was also relieved.

Yan Weihe took out a cylindrical transparent tube, held Yan Qingmei's hand, and asked her to hold the tube in her hand, and after a while, three colors appeared in the tube: yellow, white, and red.

"Three spirit roots, Mei'er is actually the three spirit roots of earth, gold and fire, hahaha." Yan Weihe's face flushed with excitement and wanted to laugh, but he saw Yan Qingmei's sleeping little face frowning slightly, and suppressed the laughter again.

According to the records in the book, the vast majority of the spiritual roots born by taking the spiritual root grass are four spiritual roots, five spiritual roots, and the probability of giving birth to three spiritual roots is only one in a thousand, and the probability of giving birth to two spiritual roots is even more slim, only one in 100,000, and the probability of giving birth to heavenly spiritual roots and alien spirit roots is really zero. Qingmei was already very lucky to be able to give birth to the Three Spirit Roots, and he was so happy in his heart.

Zhang was also smiling.

The husband and wife discussed some things again, and Yan Weihe went out to busy with his eldest brother Yan Weihai's funeral.

Zhang also washed up and cleaned up, and also went over there to visit his eldest brother's widow, Lu.

Lu is not a local, but when he was young, he happened to meet Yan Weihai, who was far away, the two fell in love at first sight, and made a private decision for life, and Zhang married Yan Weihai despite the opposition of his family.

Over the years, it was all because of Yan Weihai's favor that no one in the village dared to bully her.

In the past few months, her only daughter has been inexplicably bedridden, she has taken care of her clothes, but her condition has not improved, it is still getting more and more serious, she worries about her daughter every day, physically and mentally exhausted, and her husband died yesterday, where can she stand such a continuous stimulation, and she has passed out two or three times in just one night.

When Zhang arrived, Lu was lying unconscious in her room, and her sixth brother and sister Hu were taking care of her.

Zhang looked at Lu's appearance, and sighed in his heart, and Hu wept with emotion, and then walked into the back room to visit Yan Qingzhu, who was also in a coma in bed. Yan Qingzhu is one year older than Yan Qingmei, and he was originally handsome and lovely, but after the torture of illness in the past few months, he has lost so much weight that he can't look good.

Zhang was sad again. It's a pity, this girl's illness can't be cured after all.

Since you will die sooner or later, it is better to exchange your mortal life for my daughter's vigorous life, if you know, you are willing to come.

Zhang gritted his teeth, took advantage of the fact that there was no one in the house, poured a small packet of medicinal powder into the teacup, helped Yan Qingzhu up, and gave Yan Qingzhu the tea with the medicinal powder to drink.

After a while, seeing that Yan Qingzhu was out of breath, Fang looked sad and sad, and hurriedly ran out, shouting: "Sixth brother and sister, it's not good, come and take a look!" Qingzhu her, light bamboo her... ”