After Shui Ling'er made a pot of fragrant mushroom and green vegetable noodles, she held the handles on both sides of the iron pot with both hands, and the spiritual power of the dantian qi sea ran along her arms and directly enveloped the entire iron pot. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

With a slight force of his arm, he picked up the entire iron pot full of mushroom and green vegetable noodles.

Her weak body was shrouded in green robes, and her thin arms carried a huge iron pot, and she walked in a very uncoordinated manner.

Despite this, she walked like the wind with the iron pot in her hand, without the slightest pause. It only took a moment to come to Elder Tianyuan's cave mansion.

The scene displayed in front of her made her gasp, and she couldn't help but be surprised, what happened in the cave at the moment when she left?

I saw a huge milky white spirit balloon in the cave mansion, enveloping Elder Tianyuan and the bronze furnace ding. Wanton spiritual power continued to fly out of the sphere. There was no shadow of Elder Tian Yuan and the bronze furnace at all.

Shui Ling'er was surprised by everything in front of her, for the alchemy technique, she knew a little bit when she followed Xu Xia Lao Nun, she knew in her heart that such an alchemy method as Elder Tianyuan was not advisable. If Elder Tian Yuan had been practicing like this. I'm afraid it won't take too long before the dantian qi sea aura will dry up and die.

Or now that Elder Tian Yuan's dantian qi has dried up. He was burning his own Essence Alchemy. If the essence in Elder Tian Yuan's body burned out, I am afraid that he would be in danger of death immediately.

The huge milky white sphere was constantly turning, and he sat next to the sphere peacefully, his messy hair was blown to the back of his head, his eyes were closed, and tears kept flying out of the corners of his eyes.

Looking at the scene in front of her, Shui Ling'er felt a sourness in her heart, and she couldn't help but wet her eyes, she just stood in a daze, looking at everything in the cave.

Wuqi said to Elder Tian Yuan in a very sad voice: "Uncle Tian Yuan, don't practice anymore, I don't want the pill, wait until you escape from here in the future, and think of another way in the future, right?

After Wu Zheng finished speaking, an angry voice came from the milky white sphere: Bastard thing, how can you say such bastard words?

You must always remember why you were born in the Immortal Nunnery, and why the nephew of Wuyazi gave you his most cherished rusty sword.

Why did I have to practice this Pulse Protection Pill even after all my life?

You have to understand your mission and responsibility. Compared to the entire Immortal Nunnery, what is my life?

But Uncle Shi?

Wu Zheng wanted to say anything more, but was interrupted by Elder Tian Yuan: No, only by refining the elixir, you can only repair your meridian.....s in the fastest time.

As the words were closed, the milky white light became more intense, and the speed of rotation was twice as fast as before.

Helplessly kneeling beside the milky white orb, he lowered his head, and crystal tears kept falling, wetting the clothes on his chest.

An even more angry scolding voice came from the milky white sphere: useless things, I can't accept the destruction of this little emotion, how can I hand over the burden of the Immortal Nunnery to you with peace of mind in the future, let alone count on you to seal the demon in the future.

If you can't succeed in sealing the demons, what will be the future of the human race?

Now you should put away, your cheap tears, and be proud of what your uncle has done in front of you.

Be proud to be a part of our Shinsen-an!

Hearing Elder Tian Yuan say this, Wu Zheng felt deeply ashamed, but how could he watch his uncle die, the entanglement in his heart at this moment was incomparable.

With a hoarse voice, Wuqi carefully asked at the milky white aura balloon: "Uncle Shi, is there really no way at all except this method?"

After asking these words, Wu Qi looked with expectant eyes, hoping to get the answer he wanted from Elder Tian Yuan.

The sound of the whirring wind blew from time to time in the cave, and Wu Zheng felt that this wind was so worrying, because it was prompted by Elder Tian Yuan burning his own essence.

Wu Tribulation was disappointed, and he didn't hear Elder Tianyuan's answer for a long time.

When Wu Qi felt desperate, a sigh came from the milky white sphere, and at this time, Elder Tian Yuan's voice was hoarse, as if he was close to the sound of urging from the dantian with all his strength.

If these rabbit cubs of Taigumen don't come to make trouble, why would I use such a method to make alchemy?

According to my previous plan, it will take two months at most, and this furnace will be able to refine the Pulse Protection Pill for your meridians.

But now they're suddenly coming and making trouble, and we don't have time.

That's my last resort.

After saying this, Elder Tian Yuan stopped speaking, and only the sound of the whirring wind and a huge milky white sphere swirled in the empty cave.

Wuqi knelt there in despair. Looking at the sphere created by Elder Tian Yuan's burning essence, there was an unspeakable pain in his heart.

Shui Ling'er held a pot of mountain mushroom and green vegetable noodles, standing there blankly, there was no fragrant heat coming out of the iron pot, she looked at everything in the cave, and finally couldn't hold back, a tear fell.

She thought in her heart, she is also a master, why is her life so despicable?

In order to repair the meridians of Wucao, Uncle Wujiao was able to lose his life for him. And what about myself? All the time is laundry, cooking, making wood, feeding pets...

The master occasionally teaches a little kung fu as if he is teaching some secret history, and he is very stingy, why is his life so bitter?

Before leaving, she gave herself a task that she couldn't accomplish at all.

Thinking of this, Shui Ling'er sighed and walked towards the cave with the already cold iron pot.

The wind blowing from the cave made her thin body tremble slightly.

Standing in front of Wuqi with an iron pot in his hand, he looked at him fixedly with two eyes, and said timidly: Eat some, this is the mountain mushroom and green vegetable noodles I made. You didn't eat last night, and it's almost noon now.

Wuqi raised his eyelids and glanced at Shui Ling'er, as if he didn't mean to ignore her.

Shui Ling'er still stood there silently and continued: People are iron and steel, so you can't skip eating, right?

Wuqi still raised his eyelids, glanced at Shui Ling'er, and did not speak.

Shui Ling'er didn't continue to speak, holding the iron pot in her hand, standing there quietly, as if she had no intention of leaving, she had no intention of leaving.

Time stopped for a moment, Shui Ling'er's body was shrouded in a wide green robe, trembling slightly, but the iron pot in her hand was firmly grasped in two hands. Goosebumps were blown on the sallow little face. She looked so thin at the moment.

Wuzai glanced at her, a little unbearable, but he had no intention of eating the bowl of noodles.

The two of them were at a stalemate.