Although Ling Feng's face was solemn, there was a worried look in his eyes. However, Ling Feng did not say his guess to Ling Yu and the others in the end. He had already left the Nine Heavens Ling family for decades, even if he cared about his clan, but today he was as different from the original Ling family's genius. His brothers and sisters were already strong in the Immortal Realm, and he was also disheartened after returning to the world, and gradually disappeared from everyone. Even if he knew that something had happened in the Nine Heavens Immortal Domain, what could he do? Would he return to the Nine Heavens Ling family? Even if he could go back, then with his current cultivation, what could he do for the Ling family?

That night, Ling Feng, Di Xun and Ling Tianhao, father and son, chatted from midnight to dawn, as if they had told all the experiences of the past ten years. However, Ling Yu did not mention to them the hardships she had suffered over the years. As a homecoming traveler, he has always reported good news and not bad news. Even if he occasionally mentioned the strong man he faced when he was swimming through the red dust, Ling Yu only avoided the important and lightened it. Ling Yu didn't want her suffering to be known by outsiders, and she didn't want her parents to worry about her. What's more, no matter how sad or joyful the past, it is like a cloud of smoke, just like yesterday.

In the past three days, Ling Yu has been with her parents and relatives, occasionally going out, and also getting together with her childhood playmates. During these days in Lingjiazhuang, Ling Yu completely let go of his identity as a cultivator, he was just an ordinary person, a son, a grandson, and the grievances and hatreds in the cultivation world had nothing to do with him. During this period, Ling Yu also visited Ling Yunuo's grandparents, and secretly injected a wisp of true qi into the bodies of Ling Chuan and his wife. They are the only two relatives left by Yu Nuo in this world, and now Yu Nuo is living in seclusion in the East China Sea, as Yu Nuo's brother, Ling Yu has the obligation to take care of them.

The time of three days passed in a flash, and in the early morning of the fourth day, Ling Yu had finished freshening up early, and after eating breakfast, he and Fu Chao rushed towards the main hall of Mizusawa Divine City. The main hall of Mizusawa Divine City is only ten miles away from the newly completed Lingjiazhuang, and with the cultivation of the two of them, it can be reached with a cup of tea. When Ling Yu and the others came to the martial arts arena at the back of the main hall, they found that there were not only demon clans in the Divine City who practiced and cultivated here, but also many teenagers. Those teenagers were all descendants of Lingjiazhuang, they were heroic, and their eyes flashed with enviable enthusiasm and incomparably proud firmness.

"You're here. When Ling Yu and Fu Chao walked into the main hall, they found that the three strong men such as Mr., Xuanwu, and Suzaku were sitting in the front of the main hall, and under their drooping hands, sitting Zhu Huai, Lan Shu, Shi Xin, Bai Qing, Lan Xin, Shang Wuyue and others. And in Mr.'s arms, a snow-white Xuan Ice Sable lazily grabbed a 10,000-year-old spirit grass and kept nibbling on it, it was Xuan Ling'er who had turned into its original form. After Xuan Ling'er was beaten back to her original form by the Bai family cultivators, she has been cultivating in Mizusawa Divine City. She was originally from the demon clan, and Zhu Huai and the others were also the predecessors of the demon clan, so compared to Ling Yu, they could take better care of Xuan Ling'er than Ling Yu. Xuan Ling'er's fur is snow-white and her eyes are smart, so she is naturally loved by everyone. Every once in a while, these demon giants would send Ling'er a large amount of strange flowers and divine grasses for Ling'er to devour. And Ling'er, naturally, has been familiar with this group of demon clans for more than ten years, and she is not as timid as before.

"Hmm!" Seeing Mr. Yunyun's indifferent and breezy expression, Ling Yu slightly clenched his fists at Mr. and the other three powerhouses, and nodded to the surrounding demon clan cultivators, and finally sat in front of Mr. under the indication of Mr. Yun's eyes. When Ling Yu sat down, he hurriedly took out the bottle of wood vitality from his arms and handed it to Mr. For the vitality of this wood, Mr. knows better than himself, you know, Mr. can almost condense with wood back then. That's why Ling Yu handed the precious spiritual liquid to Mr. If you want to save Ling'er, you must be Mr.

When he sensed that a stranger had walked into the main hall, Xuan Bing Mink, who was eating the elixir, suddenly looked up at Ling Yu, and then continued to eat the herbs with his head bored. However, when the ice marten resumed eating the herbs, its movements were much slower. Moreover, there was a confused look in her eyes, as if she was thinking about something. Although the demon clans in the main hall did not notice it, Xuan Bing Mink's actions did not hide it from Mr. and Ling Yu. Seeing the confusion in Xuan Bingmink's eyes, Ling Yu's eyes showed surprise, he looked up at Mr., and just wanted to ask, he saw that Mr. shook his head lightly at himself, and was stopped by him.

"Come, little one, what is this? Tell you, it's a good thing, and after eating it, you'll be able to recover very quickly. Mr. took the wood vitality handed by Ling Yu with one hand, and gently stroked Xuan Ling'er's soft fur with the other hand, as if coaxing a child who did not understand the world.

Perhaps it was the words of the gentleman that interrupted Xuan Bingmin's thoughts, she looked up at the gentleman and choked her nose, her eyes showing a hint of disgust and dissatisfaction. However, when her eyes followed Mr.'s arm and saw the wood vitality in Mr.'s hand, the small emotions in her eyes were instantly thrown out of the clouds. The Xuanbing Mink is an extremely mysterious beast, and even the gentleman does not know her details, but one thing is certain, the bloodline of the Xuanbing Mink definitely exceeds all the demon clans in the main hall except for the Vermilion Bird and the Xuanwu lineage, and even includes the descendant of Candle Jiuyin, Candle Ao, the descendant of Qiqi, Shi Xin, and Shang Wuyue, the descendant of the Nine Heavens Xuanniao. These ancestors of the demon clan with the bloodline of the ancient immortal relict beasts were all the strongest demon clans who could command the sea of stars, and even when they faced Xuan Ling'er, they would feel the slightest danger, which showed Xuan Ling'er's terror. The power of the bloodline sealed in Xuan Ling'er's body was too strong, making them tremble.

Seeing the small porcelain bottle flashing with vitality in Mr.'s palm, Xuan Bing Mink didn't even think about it, and subconsciously threw away the herbs in his hand. Those herbs were all immortal grasses that took 10,000 or even 100,000 years to conceive, but compared to the vitality of the wood, they were not fragrant in an instant. The Ice Marten leaped from his arms, climbed his arm into his palm, and grabbed the small porcelain bottle on his furry paws. After getting the vitality of the wood, Xuan Bing Mink turned his head to look at his husband, then looked at the surrounding demon clan cultivators, and finally stopped his gaze on Ling Yu. At this time, the look in her eyes was even more confused. From the look in her eyes, Ling Yu knew that Xuan Bing Mink must have remembered something. It's just that she has forgotten the past as a demon clan, so that this little thing has a hazy impression of seeing herself in her memory, but she can't express it. Perhaps, the vitality of the wood can really restore Xuan Ling'er.

Just when Ling Yu and Xuan Bing Mink looked at each other, and Mr. and the demon clan were also staring at Ling Yu, this little guy actually opened the small porcelain bottle as if he was doing a trick. Then, as if she was worried that Ling Yu and the others would snatch the wood vitality in her hand, Xuan Bing Mink poured a bottle full of wood vitality into her mouth. You know, that's nearly twenty drops of wood vitality! Even if Ling Yunuo was carrying the Xuanyin body, he would only swallow one drop every five years. With so much wood vitality poured into Xuan Ling'er's abdomen, can she withstand it? Everything has two sides, even spiritual fluid!

Looking at Xuan Ling'er's cunning actions, even Mr. was unexpected, and when he wanted to regain the vitality of the wood, he found that it was too late. Because the vitality of the wood that the ancient tree had only produced for nearly 20,000 years had been completely swallowed by Xuan Ling'er, and even after she swallowed the vitality of the wood, she looked at Mr. with an innocent face, and wiped her mouth with her little paws by the way. Although this behavior made everyone laugh, they were even more worried about Xuan Ling'er's body. Xuan Ling'er is now just the appearance of a Xuan Ice Sable, not as huge as the Heaven Devouring Beast, how can such a small body withstand such a large amount of wood vitality? Thinking of this, Mr. hurriedly took out another porcelain bottle from his bosom, which contained the water aura in the Heavenly Pond of the Northern Regions. He poured out three drops of the water aura and flicked it into Xuan Ling'er's mouth to prevent an unknown hidden danger from happening.

The aura of water is refined by the cold power of the northern region by the first snow of Tianchi, and its function is only one, that is, it can protect the meridians of living beings who die because they can't withstand the explosion of huge spiritual power. The water aura was viscous like a droplet that did not dissolve in water, and it was swallowed into the stomach by Xuan Ling'er in an instant and digested completely.

Devouring the vitality of the wood, Xuan Ling'er looked at everyone with a nervous and worried look, and she didn't know why, and thought she had made a mistake. Her small eyes looked around, and finally slammed into Ling Yu's arms. In fact, even Xuan Ling'er herself didn't know why she wanted to be close to Ling Yu at such a time. It's like a sense of belonging in the dark, when Ling Yu appeared, even the gentleman who took care of her meticulously seemed to be as relieved as Ling Yu at the moment. And just as Xuan Ling'er threw herself into Ling Yu's arms, there was a sudden sharp colic pain in her abdomen, which made Xuan Ling'er tremble.

Xuan Bing Mink crouched in Ling Yu's arms, shrinking into a round ball, and his eyes were filled with a look of pain. Seeing Ling'er in her arms so uncomfortable, Ling Yu's heart was like a knife. He looked up at Mr. and asked anxiously, "Sir, what's wrong with Ling'er, why is she trembling and in unbearable pain?"

The sudden change also startled Mr., it stands to reason that both the vitality of wood and the aura of water are great supplements, and the aura of water is mild, so it should not damage Xuan Ling'er's internal organs! At this moment, Xuan Ling'er suddenly flew out of Ling Yu's arms and landed on the wooden table in the center of the main hall. Her fur, which had been as white as snow before, had now turned a turquoise color like the life of wood, and even her eyes had taken on the color of amber. Seeing Xuan Ling'er's state at this time, Mr. Ling'er's heart moved, and he finally guessed the reason for Ling'er's pain.

Mr. looked stunned, and hurriedly said to Ling Yu and the surrounding demon clans: "It is the vitality of the wood that is forcibly awakening Ling'er's memory, but the powerful power sealed in her bloodline seems to be a little repulsive to the vitality of the wood, you retreat quickly, I am worried that the power in Ling'er's body will get out of control!"

Hearing the gentleman's words, everyone hurriedly took a few steps back. The gentleman stretched out his palms and emitted a white curtain of light from his palms, wrapping the wooden table. In the light curtain, Xuan Ling'er's body spasmed, and even blood had overflowed from her mouth and nose, dyeing her emerald green fur a bright red color.

Ling'er's body trembled for about a cup of tea, and then, she suddenly stopped moving. Looking at Xuan Ling'er's state as if she had lost her vitality, Ling Yu just wanted to rush forward to check, but was stopped by Mr. shouted. And when Mr. finished speaking, a cloud of green divine light erupted from Xuan Ling'er's body, and those divine lights turned into silk threads and emitted to the outside world. Then, the silk thread condensed into the shape of wings, and dissolved on Xuan Ling'er's double ribs. Finally, those silk threads wrapped Xuan Ling'er's blood-stained body. At the same time, a huge sound came out, and a boundless wave of qi swept away from Xuan Ling'er's body, and the light curtain shattered in response. As for Ling Yu and the others, they couldn't withstand the huge spiritual power that seemed to be like an immortal venerable self-detonation, and they were rushed out of the main hall one after another. And Mr., who bore the brunt of the attack, was forced to vomit three mouthfuls of blood. Even the main hall of the Divine City shook violently, and dust and smoke fell from the beams of the room.

At this time, the hall was completely shrouded in white light, and even if people used their divine senses, they couldn't see what was going on in the hall. The light curtain was first conceived in the main hall, and the last white pillar of light rose into the sky, approaching the nine skies. Even Wanli Nanjiang saw that piercing pillar of light.

When the pillar of light pierced the sky and forced into the sky, in a palace in the Immortal Domain, Ling Kun, the ancestor of the Ling family, seemed to feel something, his brows furrowed, and he exuded his divine sense and looked into the distance. When he saw the pillar of light rising from the northern region of China, his face showed an incredible look of surprise, and he said to himself in a deep voice: "That breath, that beam of light, is it ...... Is that her?"