A few days later, early one morning, Wu Jing'er woke up.

After sitting up from the bed, her head felt swollen and painful, which made her feel a little painful. Weakly raised his hands and pressed them on his temples, and just pressed and rubbed them hard for a while, not only did the swelling pain in the whole head not disappear, but there were bursts of tingling pain.

Holding back this painful and disgusting feeling, Wu Jing'er closed her eyes and looked inwardly at her body and mind. After some inspection, no problems were found.

Wu Jing'er began to recall yesterday's events, and a tingling pain came to her mind again.

Adjusting her breathing, she sat cross-legged and ran her cultivation. Although the tingling in my mind did not subside, I felt much more relaxed for some reason. It's as easy as a burden of hundreds of pounds being lifted from the body!

On the second day, Wu Jing'er walked out of the wooden house, the sun shining on her body, warm and extremely comfortable.

Stretching, she let out a sigh of relief.

Although she didn't know why she felt so unwell, she didn't think much about it, anyway, everything is back to normal now.

Walking to the side of the spiritual field, looking at the developing shoots in the spiritual field, she smiled sweetly.

In a corner of Lingtian, she found the wooden bucket and water scoop that she had been using during the foundation period and picked them up. Wu Jing'er hummed an unknown song and walked to the small lake.

The barrel sank into the lake and shook it vigorously a few times, startling away the nearby carp. On the crystal clear surface of the lake, the lotus flowers seem to have never decayed, and they are always blooming brightly.

"Jing'er ......"

Behind him came a woman's kind and gentle voice.

Wu Jing'er glanced back, a smile appeared on her face, and she shouted with some joy, "Master!"

At this time, Yan Yu was also smiling, looking at Wu Jing'er with great satisfaction.

Wu Jing'er smirked, hurriedly picked up the wooden barrel, and staggered to Yu Yu's side.

"Master, didn't you just prepare to go to retreat, why did you suddenly come out?" Wu Jing'er was puzzled at this time, and looked at Yan Yu with big eyes and some wonder.

"Master is ready to spend more time with you. Seeing this, Yan Yu smiled at Wu Jing'er and smiled.

"Really?" Wu Jing'er asked in a low voice, as if she couldn't believe it.

"Why, as a teacher, I can still deceive you......" Yan Yu smiled bitterly twice.

"Hehe, this may be a problem......" Wu Jing'er glanced at Yu Yu and said a few times.

With that, she picked up the bucket and walked towards Lingtian. After entering the spiritual field, she put the rain aside and began to water the elixir in the spiritual field by herself. But she didn't know why, she always felt that these spiritual herbs and elixirs seemed to have changed a lot overnight......

Yu Yu walked to the edge of the spiritual field, looked at Wu Jing'er, and asked in a low voice. "Jing'er, how long have you been worshipping under your teacher?"

"Master, what's wrong with you, it's only been less than a year, are you so forgetful?" Wu Jing'er was stunned for a moment, then frowned, and said with some doubts.

"Haha, the master is old, and he is a little confused......" Yan Yu snorted and turned to look at it.

Wu Jing'er didn't pay attention to the rain and watered the spiritual grass in the spiritual field by herself. The unknown little song in his mouth hummed again, looking extremely innocent and innocent.

Yu Yu looked back at Wu Jing'er, just like when she accepted her as she did back then.

On the same day, Yu used the secret technique in "Taishang Forgetting the Dao" to completely change Wu Jing'er's heart. and erased her memories over the years, and even abolished the "Taishang Forgetting Dao" method from her body. Because of this, Wu Jing'er's realm has regressed to the foundation period.

And in order to prevent Wu Jing'er from noticing, Yu Yu deliberately used some means to bring her cultivation back to the early stage of the foundation. But in the eyes of Yu Yu, there is nothing bad about this......

Now Wu Jing'er in front of her is immature and innocent, and although the evil qi on her body has not completely disappeared, it has also decreased by half.

"Jing'er, this is the recipe that the master selected for you, you can cultivate well......" Yu Yu took out a green jade slip from the storage bag and threw it to Wu Jing'er.

The woman hurriedly caught it with her hand, and almost fell into the spiritual field, with an angry expression on her little face.

"Jing'er, Shizun will go out for a while, you can play by yourself......" Yan Yu looked at Wu Jing'er's angry little expression, and was inexplicably happy in her heart, but she hurriedly flew away and flew towards the outside of the mansion.

Wu Jing'er watched Yu flee in a hurry, her mouth pursed, and she snorted very dissatisfied.

Then she put the jade slip into the storage bag, lifted the barrel, and continued to water.

This work of managing Lingtian was arranged for her by Yu Yu. It's not a big deal, but she's serious.

In her heart, she especially hoped that under her careful watering, the elixir in this spiritual field would grow up quickly.

Yan Yu stood on the periphery of the mansion, glanced at the forbidden array outside the mansion, and waved his hand to appear in the forbidden sky. After performing it for a while, he nodded with satisfaction. At this time, no one can enter this forbidden formation except for the rain, and no one can get out.

The figure swayed, and the rain moved away. Although Wu Jing'er's mental problem has been solved, the situation in this "Snow Yang Sect" still needs to be arranged. After all, the resources needed for his own cultivation also needed this "Snow Yang Sect" to supply him.

A few days later, Yu Yu appeared in the main hall of the "Snow Yang Sect".

At this time, she sat on the top of the main hall, closed her eyes and waited secretly.

There were rows of monks standing underneath him, all of whom were elders of the "Snow Yang Sect".

These people were men and women, and they all looked very domineering. They didn't know what important thing this ancestor had never seen suddenly called them to do.

And in the main hall, the most nervous people are the people of Wu Jing'er's clan. Now they are all in important positions in the "Snow Yang Sect", not only do they have rights, but they also have some great oil and water.

The world of cultivating immortals is the same as the mortal world. Mortals are greedy for money, and so are monks. The difference is that mortals are greedy for money for enjoyment, while monks are greedy for money for better cultivation and survival.

The most important income of the "Snow Yang Sect" is to mine the spirit ore and spirit veins, and collect the spirit stone treasures that are honored by the small sects and small forces in the vicinity. There is also the spiritual herb elixir that is cultivated and cultivated by the sect itself.

Now the chief elders in charge of these are all members of Wu Jing'er's clan, or confidants. The rain suddenly summoned everyone, making them inexplicably worried. And Wu Jing'er hasn't appeared for many days, which really worries them.

Time passed slowly, and when a middle-aged man in a white robe and a shawl walked into the main hall with his head down, Yu Yu opened his eyes.

This middle-aged man, with a dull yellow complexion, looked a little decadent. The clothes on his body and his face seem to have not been repaired for a long time.

Seeing this, Yan Yu felt a pang of sadness in his heart. Glancing at the man, her lips moved slightly, and the sound of rain suddenly came from the man's ears. "Senior Brother Liang, I haven't seen you for many years, how are you doing lately?"

Liang Qiuluo's heart sank, and he hurriedly looked up. The rain sitting above the main hall in front of him startled him.

He received a summons this time, asking him to come to the main hall of the sect today to discuss important matters of the sect. He has been squeezed out by the "Snow Yang Sect" for many years, but he just took it as a formality, but he didn't expect that it would be Yan Yu himself.

Liang Qiuluo, who was stunned with a stunned look in his eyes and a little flustered, was stunned for a moment, hurriedly cleaned up his makeup, and bent down to bow deeply to Yu Yu.

Seeing this, Yan Yu had no expression, but he sighed in his heart.

"The spring breeze was proud, but the chic and natural Liang Qiuluo ended up like this......"

A resolute look flashed in Yu Yu's eyes, and he looked at the elders in the main hall and said coldly.

"From today onwards, the deity will be in retreat for a long time. Everyone was not allowed to approach the deity's mansion, and some of the disciples of the elders who were not yet qualified in the realm also took the initiative to retire from their positions. ”

"Yes!" the Jindan Stage elders in the main hall hurriedly responded in unison.

And some of the people who served as the chief elders in the "Snow Yang Sect" were also shocked and secretly thought about countermeasures. It is obviously not so easy for them to hand over their rights easily!

Yan Yu glanced at these people slightly, his eyes lit up, and he slowly spoke.

"From this day forward, there is no longer any great elder in this sect. Everything is ordered by the master, and you must obey the orders! The master represents the deity, and you must understand this......"

As he spoke, the cultivation of the late stage of the Yu Yuan Infant was instantly unfolded. Some of the elders in the main hall who were poorly cultivated actually coughed up blood directly and fell to the ground.

And the rest of the elders also had ugly faces, running their cultivation and stabilizing their bodies.

Yan Yu ignored these people, his expression was cold, and he continued to speak in an unquestioning voice.

"From today on, Liang Qiuluo will be the head of the "Xueyang Sect"!".

Liang Qiuluo stood in the hall, but he was startled when he heard the words, and his expression couldn't hide his excitement.

At the same time, the sound of rain sounded in his ears. "I'll give you half a month to deal with trivial matters, and then come to my cave. If you can't manage these people after half a month, I will choose someone else......"

The Jindan Stage elders in the main hall all bowed their heads and did not dare to speak, although they had mixed feelings in their hearts, they did not dare to show the slightest disrespect after realizing the powerful cultivation power of the rain.

The gap between the Yuan Infant Stage and the Jindan Stage is beyond them to resist! Especially since the rain has reached the late Yuan Infant Stage, the power of cultivation at this time can already crush these elders of the Jindan Stage realm!

Looking at these Jindan Stage elders who bowed their heads and were silent, Yu Yu snorted coldly, and his figure flickered a few times and disappeared into the main hall.

When the rain left, a young monk in the main hall with his hair coiled up and full of energy walked quickly to Liang Qiuluo's side, grabbed his hand hard, and said with some excitement, "Brother Qiuluo, let's finally get through!"

After Liang Qiuluo and this person exchanged glances, there were a little tears in their eyes, and they replied excitedly, "Yes! Brother Dai Qiuxian ......"