"What my sister said is extremely true!"

"Back then,

The little master's father was captured by the otherworldly demonic beast, and his life and death were unknown, which dealt a great blow to the young little master, so that the little master's heart was broken and his soul was scattered!

That strange qi took advantage of the void and continued to devour the little master's soul power cultivation and true yuan aura, and it gradually became extremely powerful!"

"Fortunately, the little master is gifted, the foundation is solid, the spirit is pure, the soul is wise in the Dan cave, and there is always a little bit of true yuan soul ringing, but it is not a big deal.

It's just that Yingbai True Qi is tired of dealing with that strange vein, and it has never been able to be controlled by the little master's soul power and used by the little master!"

Wan Qing raised her eyebrows: "This anomalous vein must have been planted in Yi'er's body by a master, and this person seems to be waiting for an opportunity! Waiting for that anomaly to become extremely powerful in the future, you can easily take it away and use it for your own use! Only leave Yi'er with a weak body!"

Bai Hua was amazed: "This person is so insidious and vicious!"

Wan Qing smiled slightly, "Maybe everything is determined by heaven's will! This is also the only way for that young man to be reborn after a catastrophe!"

Fortunately, I solved this spell for Yi'er, and no one can take Yi'er's cultivation!

From this point of view, Yi'er's soul power has not been lost since he was a child! If we fuse that bare head and tail green qi with Yi'er's white true qi! Be controlled and guided by Yi'er's soul power! Then Yi'er's skill will be raised to an extremely powerful state! This will become a brand-new young hero!"

"Does Senior Sister have a way?"

"Not for the time being, but Yi'er is unaware of his own vision, so it's difficult to rely on Yi'er's own luck to recuperate!"

Bai Hua: "Master once taught that the human spirit is divided into two phases of soul, and there are three souls, one is the heavenly soul, the second is the earth soul, and the third is the life soul. There are seven spirits, one is the sky, two are the wisdom, three are the qi, four are the force, five are the center, six are the essence, and the seven are the Ying. According to what I have observed, the little master was only ingested by the foreign body of the earth soul, and fortunately the two souls of heaven and destiny and the seven spirits are all there! Senior brother, I have traveled all over the mountains and rivers, but I think of one thing! This is the only thing in the world that can solve the difficulties of the little master!"

Wanqing was surprised and delighted, "Senior brother, say it quickly!"

Bai Hua said slowly: "Soul Rejuvenation Grass!"

Wan Qing was stunned for a moment: "What Senior Brother said is the soul revival grass of the Yingshan clan in Miao Jiang, 'the flowers bloom and the leaves fall to the end, and the birds of the clouds and mountains fly away for ten miles'!"

Bai Hua nodded, "Exactly! The Soul Rejuvenation Grass is strange and extraordinary, once it blooms in spring, it will be extremely poisonous from now on, if it is picked and eaten when its buds first bloom, it can immediately solve the poison of the little master!"

Wan Qing: "But I've heard that the buds of the Soul Returning Grass only appear for an hour, and each Soul Returning Grass is blessed by the Ancient Behemoth every day!"

Bai Hua suddenly said: "I have to go with the little master! Otherwise, if we are too far away, with the little master's soul power cultivation, I won't be able to perceive him!"

Wan Qing: "Well, Senior Brother go quickly! I have already calculated that the Soul Rejuvenation Grass blooms every two years, and the flowers bloom once a season! This year's flowering period has passed, and we can't rush it for a while! This matter will be planned in the future! Senior Brother must pay more attention to the changes in the foreign body in Yi'er's body! Don't let Yi'er miss the slightest mistake!"

"That's natural! It's just that the little master's soul power is low-level, his state is free, and he is always intermittent with the headwind of the Three Realms, only when the little lord is happy in his heart, can I enter the little master's spiritual aura!"

Wan Qing: "Senior brother's words are wrong, in this way, Yi'er's soul power cultivation is not low, but there is no true yuan aura to control and guide! Yi'er will come up the mountain every day from today! I will also pay more attention! You go quickly!"

Bai Hua bowed his head slightly, and bowed: "Senior sister, take care!" and immediately turned around.

Wanqing: "Wait a minute!"

Bai Hua looked back with a puzzled expression.

"Senior brother has been lying on the Qinshan Ancient Road for hundreds of years!

Bai Huajian's eyebrows jumped, "8 years ago, a three-eyed red leopard and fierce beast with a girl in his mouth came to Qinshan, and when he arrived at the Tianji Cliff surrounded by water and deep forests and bamboos in Qinshan Mountain, the girl was rescued by Yan Yuntian who was hunting here, this is Qin'er! This is the only person in the Qinshan clan who doesn't know the origin of my birth! Moreover, this woman is so young that her cultivation of Dinghui and soul power is already extraordinary, and people can't explore her depth! The meaning of the senior sister is to let me pay more attention to her! but~"

Bai Hua was about to speak, and the red-golden mist-like light that shrouded his body began to flicker, "Senior sister, I have to go!

Wan Qing: "Hmm!

The Three Realms Defiant Wind and Cloud Yang slash flickered, and disappeared.

Wanqing looked up at the sky in the distance, and a trace of worry flashed in her eyes......

Wan Qing is a descendant of the Nuwa clan, a disciple of the Nine Heavens Xuannu, and the embodiment of Nuwa's Blue Tears!

When the blue tear butterfly fell into the dust, it was also injured by the golden shuttle of the heavenly concubine and a cherry purple light, hitting the first and last two places, and the blue tears shattered, flying a drop, but I don't know where it has fallen. Because of the broken immortal appearance, Wanqing became an ugly, shriveled and stupid old woman, although some of the mana still remained, but finally lost the immortal spirit body. Fortunately, his own cultivation is not shallow, and he has realized the method of turning away from calamity: he is close to the dull wind spirit stone every day, thirsty and not good at drinking nectar; when he is hungry, he eats the soup of grains and corn in the world, and waits diligently to cultivate, and in time, he must be soaked and washed by his first tears of emotion, so as to restore his original pure and lovely appearance and all his mana.

Wanqing met Yi'er on the second day of coming to Qinshan.

In the early morning of that day, the goose feathers and heavy snow in the sky were endless, and the young Meng Yi carried an oversized wooden dragon walking knife on his back, pedaled a pair of fat red cloud boots, and carried a basket of white potatoes, out of the chaotic stone valley, and walked towards the wind spirit stone.

Ten steps away from Wanqing, the young man Meng Yi stood stunned and stopped.

The boy stood in a lunge with his feet one in front of the other, as if he wanted to flee at any moment.

Obviously, the young man was frightened by Wanqing's appearance.

At this time, Wanqing, her lips are colorless, her shell is scorched, her face is like old fly droppings, her hair is like autumn weed, her hair is unkempt, and her clothes are tattered.

The young man stood still, did not speak, only looked at the ugly mother-in-law without squinting, and had the kung fu of half a pillar of incense.

The snow soon covered the boy's shoulders and the top of his head.

Wanqing didn't say a word, and she couldn't take her eyes off the thin and thin young man in front of her.

Both of them met for the first time, and they obviously felt that each other was not mainstream.

This young man is also enough, thin arms and calves, but he carries a big knife against the sky, and wears a pair of long boots on the bottom, and there is a gap between the foot pole and the edge of the boot that is two fingers wide, and the goose feather snow is constantly falling into the boot.

The young man put down the vegetable basket, touched his left chest, and walked towards Wanqing, his face expressionless and indifferent.

The young man didn't say a word, helped the wooden dragon knife on his back, took out a pancake from his arms, and handed it over.

Wanqing, who was thirsty and speechless, raised her hand to comb the snowflakes on the white hair on her forehead, looked at the young man's eyes, and shook her head gently.

Wanqing's refusal didn't seem to surprise the teenager.

The boy was still as heavy as water, without any waves, and without even blinking his eyes, he stuffed the pancake into his arms with his backhand, but immediately found a rice ball.

In the cold wind, the rice balls were still bubbling with a little mist-like white gas.

Wanqing was stunned for a moment, she seemed to see the young man's delicate and clear kind heart.

Wanqing couldn't bear to refuse, but what she longed for most at the moment was a bowl of steaming five-grain corn soup!

Wan Qing looked away, looked away, and shook her head slightly.

The young man Meng Yi's expression was indifferent, the ancient well had no waves, his slightly amber eyes flickered, his eyes glanced at Wanqing's chapped lips, and he stuffed the rice ball into his arms with his backhand, and then turned around, helped the dragon knife on his back, and walked forward.

Wan Qing stumbled, stepped on the snow with her right foot, and grabbed the thin body of the young Meng Yi.

The boy did not look back, and stood still.

"Poof!", Wan Qing tore off two strands of colored ribbons from her waist, squatted down, gently lifted the boy's right foot up, took off the boy's boots, poured out the snow inside, put them back on, and tied the cuffs of the boots with the ribbons.

Before Wanqing's hand could reach for his left foot, the young man stroked Wanqing's tattered shoulder and lifted his left foot into the air.

Wan Qing snickered, and then tied the cuff of her left boot to the young man.

The young Meng Yi turned around, still silent, bent his hand, bowed, helped the wooden dragon knife on his back, turned around and carried the vegetable basket, stepped on the snow and broke the wind.

Wanqing turned around, leaned on the still dull Fengling stone platform, watched the heavy snow fall on the vast earth and turned white, touched her vulgar face, and couldn't help but sigh to herself......

"Mother-in-law!"

The young man's immature voice came, and it seemed that Wanqing entered a dream of ten thousand realms and was covered in silver in an instant.

The moment she turned around, Wanqing was stunned for a moment, and then she was pleasantly surprised.

Looking down, the young man was holding a large, earth-colored bowl with a wide brim, filled with steaming rice soup as white as snow.

The young man was a little panting, his hands were not free, he shrunk his neck coldly, shrugged his shoulders, and adjusted the position of the dragon knife on his back,

"Mother-in-law! Give it! It's cold in the snow, drink it while it's hot!"

Wanqing took the big bowl with trembling hands, her eyes were red, and she was a little painful, but she couldn't shed a single tear.

The mother-in-law didn't speak, buried her head in the soup, and drank the bottom of the bowl in one gulp to see the sky and welcome the snow.

When the young man saw his mother-in-law finish drinking, a smile appeared on his face, "Mother-in-law......!

............

Since then, this soup of five grains and corn, the young man has been going back and forth for several years.

Since then, the boy and his mother-in-law have also become good friends.

Since then, the young man's verbal idiomatic phrase "Mother-in-law! Yi'er has a question...... has often lingered in Wanqing's ears.

"Mother-in-law! Yi'er has a question! Why do you only drink rice soup and don't eat dumplings?"

Mother-in-law: "The secret of heaven cannot be leaked!"

"Mother-in-law! Yi'er has a question! Why don't you leave the Wind Spirit Stone and go to live in my house? My mother has mentioned it several times!"

Mother-in-law: "I'm waiting for someone! Leave! Maybe...... You'll miss it!"

"Mother-in-law! Yi'er has a question! Is there really a dragon with wings between heaven and earth? My father said! The flying dragon is in the sky! Heaven and earth can be reborn! Human beings can leave the Holy Realm of the Four Directions and live freely everywhere!"

Mother-in-law: "The secret of heaven cannot be leaked!"

The young man's mouth curled: "Mother-in-law! Yi'er has a question, can mother-in-law not say that the heavens cannot be prevented?!"

Mother-in-law: "Well, don't prevent the heavens!"

The young man lifted the wooden dragon knife on his back, his mouth cocked to a new height, his face turned to the side, and he pretended to be angry.

The mother-in-law snickered: "Now! The mother-in-law has a question, why does Yi'er always wear a pair of boots worn by fat adults?"

The young man turned his head, his eyes resolute and proud: "This is my father's red cloud boots! My father once wore them to the north of Kunlun Peak! My mother said, I have small feet now, and one day I will also wear red cloud boots, like my father, and become a hero who stands up to the sky and the earth!"

"Mother-in-law! Yi'er still has a question! How high is Kunlun Peak, and how far is ......?"