It is already the moon and the stars are sinking, and the distant sky is covered with a wisp of fish belly white, and the long night is coming to an end.

Ning Ye, who was restless and sleepless all night because of all kinds of troubled trivial matters, got up from the bed, first covered the quilt for her sleeping daughter beside her very gently, and then kissed her lightly on the forehead.

Although he knew that his daughter, who had only a wisp of soul left, was now asleep and could be easily woken up by no sound, when he got out of bed, he was still as light as usual, as if he was afraid of disturbing her sweet dreams.

In the long sleepless night just now, knowing the dark events that Xiao Ren had encountered in the past, as well as the sad current situation of only a wisp of remnant soul remaining, plus the terrifying thoughts about Xiao Lian's mother Long Liuxi, Ning Ye, who was in a complicated mood, thought too many things in this night.

The cutting is continuous, and the rationalization is still messy.

After a brief wash, Ning Ye walked back to the bedside, picked up the white jade sea bowl on the table that could keep the liquid aura in it undispersed, and then picked up the beautifully shaped short dagger placed on the side, cut his fingers, and let the golden blood flow into the white jade bowl.

With the strength of his current physical body, the short dagger that can easily cut through his skin is naturally not an ordinary dagger, and it is also a very precious and superb spiritual treasure.

You must know that although Ning Ye is so poor now, the balance on his bank card is only three digits, and he has a huge amount of food now, the word rice bucket is no longer enough to describe him, and he has to use a rice bowl. If it weren't for having a daughter...... Well, the point is the selfless help of her rich mother, who is estimated to have starved to death on the streets long ago.

But in terms of cultivating magic weapons, Ning Ye now has a large treasure mountain, and ordinary immortal cultivators can't compare with it at all.

After all, when the sword master and him first met, he inexplicably gave him a lot of treasures, which were all "carefully selected" (robbed) by the sword master from those big families, and naturally they were not ordinary magic weapons that could be compared.

The majority of immortal cultivators who have been harmed by the sword master are simply crying without tears, dare to be angry and dare not speak, and there is a sentence in their hearts that MMP doesn't know whether to say it or not!

According to Long Liuxi's instructions, after receiving a small bowl of blood, Ning Ye put down the top-grade spirit treasure dagger in his hand, and at the same time, the wound on his finger was also restored in a moment, and there was not even a single scar left.

Ever since he entered the foundation building realm of formal cultivation and had that strange little tree in his body, in addition to his body becoming much stronger than before, Ning Ye also had an indescribable strange feeling about this piece of heaven and earth.

He didn't understand exactly what it felt, but there was a wonderful sense of familiarity and closeness, like a wanderer who had been away from home for a long time and finally returned to his hometown.

Of course, the analogy may be a bit inappropriate, because he doesn't know how to describe it in detail.

Gently helping her sleeping daughter up, Ning Ye brought the jade bowl containing her own blood to Xiao Lian's mouth and carefully fed her to drink.

Since stepping into the foundation building realm, Ning Ye has also discovered another change in his body, that is, the blood flowing out of his body actually carries a faint fragrance, although the taste is very indistinct, but if you get close to sniff it, you can still smell it.

This fragrance was not like any of the scents he had smelled before, and it was breathtaking and intoxicating.

Ning Ye even thought that if he couldn't mix it up in the future, he would change careers to make perfume or something, as long as he researched the formula of this fragrance contained in his blood, then it would not be too simple to become a monopoly, after all, this fragrance could not even be controlled by himself, not to mention those female consumers who were very generous in spending money on shopping and dressing up.

But this is just a thought, if you really want to practice, naturally it will not be so simple, at least the formula of this blood fragrance is not so easy to research. Although Ning Ye is now extremely capable of self-healing and recovery, if he is directly bled and sold, then it is estimated that in a few days, he will be drained.

The blood of this small jade bowl was quickly drunk by the sleeping little pity, and after drinking, she still stretched out her little tongue and licked her lips, which seemed to be very useful.

If it weren't for Long Liuxi's previous instructions, only one bowl of blood would be needed every day, and Xiao Lian should not be allowed to drink more, which would be harmful to her, and Ning Ye, who loved her daughter, couldn't help but continue to put a bowl of blood for her daughter.

However, what Ning Ye didn't know, in this matter, in fact, Long Liuxi lied.

What she told her was that she was afraid that Ning Ye would be irrational and do stupid things like bloodletting because she was distressed about her daughter's condition, which would hurt his physical origin. A small bowl of blood every day is just right for him, it won't hurt his body too much, and he only needs to cultivate a little in the future to recover.

As for what little pity is sleeping now, and the void is not replenished, it is completely a naked excuse.

Therefore, Long Tsundere is really an upright tsundere, so cold and indifferent on his mouth and face, but when it comes to Ning Ye's issues, his heart still can't help but think about him.

In the quiet night in the room, after feeding her daughter and drinking her own blood, the sky outside the window was already numb and bright, and the darkness melted and the morning light was faint.

Seeing that it was not too early to leave the appointed time, he changed into a set of loose clothes and left the room, walking towards the courtyard agreed on last night.

Since he woke up from his dream yesterday and inexplicably entered the foundation building realm, he can be regarded as officially opening the door of the cultivation world and taking the first step in cultivation, and he can officially start practicing and learning some techniques.

So, last night, Long Liuxi found the three of them and asked them to go to the courtyard early tomorrow morning, saying that there would be a famous teacher who was good at teaching here, so that they could receive some Taoist guidance and start practicing.

When Ning Ye walked to the agreed courtyard, he found that he was the last one to come, and Chu Ran, Nangong Ritian and Dongfang Qingyue had already arrived here.

"Good morning, big brother!"

Seeing Ning Ye's arrival, Nangong Ritian, who was the third brother, took the lead in greeting him, and enthusiastically pulled him to his side, close to Dongfang Qingyue.

Ning Ye spoke: "I thought I was early enough, but I didn't expect you to be earlier than me." ”

"I can finally start cultivating immortals officially, how can I not be excited, I was so excited that I didn't sleep all night! But then again, who will be the famous teacher that the terrifying woman said yesterday, will it be a peerless beauty teacher with a hot body, who likes to wield a small leather whip for love when she has nothing to do? ”

Chu Ran, who was finally able to officially start cultivating immortals, exclaimed excitedly, and even began to think crankily in his head.

As soon as the words fell, the two bigwigs, Long Liuxi and the sword master, also floated into the field.

Chu Ran, who was still excited and excited before, suddenly wilted, and his body twitched and trembled uncontrollably, which showed how vast and bottomless the shadow area in his heart that Long Liuxi gave him.

I'm really scared of electricity.