A soft ray of sunlight shines through the half-open window, shining on a white and tender little face.

In a moment, a bell seemed to ring in the distance, and a long bell echoed, and at this moment, the houses were gently pushed away.

I saw Feng Yuan slowly walking to the side of the bed with a bowl of white rice porridge with attractive colors, looked at the cultivator who was still lying on the bed in a coma, his eyes showed a trace of worry, and gently put the porridge on the table beside him.

Then, he sat down on the chair next to him, looked at the cultivator, looked at it for a while, seemed to remember something, and slowly closed his eyes.

Wisps of porridge wafted through the room, and gradually, drifted to the nose of the sleeping cultivator.

I saw that Xiuling's originally closed eyes suddenly opened, a pair of big black eyes turned around in a daze, rubbed his head that was a little painful, and Xiuling sat up with his body propped up. When I glanced to the left, I saw the alluring white rice porridge and the wind abyss sitting on the edge of the bed.

Looking at Feng Yuan, who had his eyes closed, Xiu Ling shouted twice: "Grandpa, grandpa~?"

Just as he was about to reach out to pat Feng Yuan, a sound of even breathing mixed with the sound of snoring came, and Xiuling's little hand that had just been stretched out stiffened. "Sure enough, I fell asleep again~....", retracting his hand a little stupidly.

Xiu Ling looked at the porridge on the table, rubbed his empty stomach, stretched out his little hand to the porridge, gently put it on his nose and smelled it, "It's very fragrant".

I looked at it carefully, and said, "Well, there is only white rice, so there should be no problem." ”

Saying this, Xiu Ling took a sip and tasted the porridge soup, "Huh, it tastes really good." ”

As he spoke, Xiu Ling took a big sip of it, but there was a "cluck" sound,...... Cultivating a soul instantly is a wit.

"This rice, why is it hard...... Xiu Ling wants to cry now, he originally thought he could have a good breakfast, but he didn't expect his teeth to be crushed.

Rubbing his temples, Xiu Ling secretly said in his heart, "In the future, I will definitely not let grandpa cook." So he strengthened his teeth with some spiritual power, and the cultivator ate the food in his mouth.

Just as he was about to put the porridge back, Feng Yuan opened his eyes and saw the cultivator holding the porridge on the bed, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face, "I'm worried about the dead old man, do you feel anything uncomfortable now?"

"Well, it's just a little pain in my head, by the way, grandpa, when I was in the medicinal bath yesterday, my divine consciousness seems to have suddenly gone to another dimension, and I absorbed a lot of things called demon god source power there, what kind of place is there?"

Feng Yuan's face, which was still full of smiles, suddenly became serious, and he stared solemnly at Xiu Ling.

"Ling'er, this matter is very important, remember, everything that happens to you in that space in the future, including the existence of your space, must not be revealed to anyone, including the people closest to you, including me. You have to remember it, you know?"

Looking at Feng Yuan, who was rarely so serious, although he didn't know what it was about, he knew that Grandpa was not joking, so he nodded heavily, and Xiu Ling also said with a solemn face, "I will definitely remember it." ”

Feng Yuan reached out and touched Xiu Ling's head, looked at the dark tower in the distance, and then looked at the porridge in Xiu Ling's hand, and his face showed a trace of pride,

"This porridge is delicious, I specially added Yulu Qiong liquid to boil it out, and I also specially sealed the nutrients in it with spiritual power. Hehe, don't you feel that grandpa is very attentive?"

For this rapid change of expression of grandpa, it is not rare to see spiritual cultivation.

But as soon as he heard Feng Yuan say that he specially sealed the nutrients inside with spiritual power, the corners of his mouth twitched unconsciously, but looking at the joy in Feng Yuan's eyes, it was not easy to break the spiritual cultivation, and a trace of invisible and colorless spiritual power penetrated into the bowl.

Sure enough, on that grain of rice, Feng Yuan's spiritual power was entwined, and with the arrival of the formless and colorless spiritual power of spiritual cultivation, after a while, Feng Yuan's spiritual power was destroyed.

At this time, Xiu Ling squinted his eyes and happily drank a bowl of porridge.

As soon as I finished drinking, I felt that my whole body seemed to be a lot refreshed, and a trace of spiritual power was constantly spreading in my abdomen.

The milky white spiritual power originally produced by the Gyokuro Qiong Liquid was gradually transformed into a trace of formless and colorless spiritual power in the spiritual cultivation body, and then it traveled throughout the body and was continuously absorbed.

After a while, the spiritual power in the entire bowl of porridge was absorbed, and the body also had a sense of fullness.

However, at the thought that this would almost make it easy for others to break through directly from the Lingji to the Lingxian Yulu Qiong Liquid was like drinking a sip of water to himself, Xiu Ling suddenly felt that his mood was not beautiful.

(In the division of cultivation stages, the first realm is the spiritual base realm, and the second realm is the spiritual manifestation realm. ）

Xiu Ling had already reached the spiritual base realm at the age of five, and in the past two years, Xiu Ling has been constantly bathing with various heavenly and earthly treasures.

From time to time, Feng Yuan would also take a lot of medicinal materials from the warehouse of the Holy Village to refine many pills for spiritual cultivation to eat, but no matter how he made up for it and how to quench his body, his spiritual cultivation still stayed in the spiritual base realm, but there were also benefits, that is, as he continued to absorb these heavenly and earthly treasures, his spiritual cultivation ability to absorb some medicinal materials became stronger and stronger, and even Feng Yuan was extremely surprised by his absorption speed.

Just as Xiuling put the empty bowl on the table and retracted his hand, Xiuling suddenly noticed that there was something more on the back of his hand.

The mark of a six-pointed star with a slight redden, but the mark is very faint, if it weren't for the sudden reflection on the back of the hand, it is estimated that the cultivator himself would not have noticed it at all.

Feng Yuan saw Xiu Ling staring at the back of his hand in a daze, and he couldn't help but look at the back of Xiu Ling's hand.

Suddenly, as if remembering something, Feng Yuan grabbed Xiu Ling's hand with some disfigurement, stared at the six-pointed star mark carefully for a long time, and asked in a trembling voice, "Ling'er, when did you find out about this mark?"

Nodding, Xiu Ling returned, "I just accidentally found it, grandpa, what is this?"

As if thinking about something, Feng Yuan didn't reply for a long time, and Xiu Ling couldn't help but subconsciously shout twice on the side.

"Ling'er, maybe the reason why you have been staying in the Spirit Base Realm is because of this mark, maybe it has been hidden in your body before, but for some special reasons, it has appeared today. Feng Yuan replied thoughtfully.

After being silent for a while, Feng Yuan said slowly: " There is a long legend in the Xuanqiong Demon Domain, a long, long time ago, each living creature has two of itself in its body, one is the divine self, and the other is the demonic self, but, because the demonic self is too evil, the living beings are very afraid of their own demonic side, and the only one that does not have a demonic side is the divine clan, so the living beings all asked the powerful divine clan for help, so the divine spirit clan found a way to let the creatures stay longer on the divine side, and then used the curse of the divine six-pointed star to completely seal most of the demonic nature, and through a series of means to integrate the remaining small part of the demonic nature into the divine nature, since then, there is no divinity and demonic nature, living beings are only one of their own existence, and even many people doubt the truth of this legend, after all, it is just a legend, and there is no evidence at all, and with the seclusion of the god race, this legend is even more impossible to ask, so it gradually faded out of people's field of vision, and it is not even a region with a particularly long history, and I have never heard of this at all. ”

Xiu Ling looked at the mark of the six-pointed star on the back of his hand, and his face changed slightly, "Could it be that this is the mark of the curse of the six-pointed star?"

Feng Yuan shook his head, "I don't know if the legend is true or not, but it just suddenly reminded me of such a thing, Ling'er, you try to convey a trace of spiritual energy." ”

A trace of formless and colorless aura quietly came to the imprint, and as soon as it approached, it suddenly disappeared, obviously, it was swallowed by the imprint.