Chapter 5 Ancestral Hall Spiritual Root

"Alas...... They are all of the same race, and the big guys naturally want to find Yue'er. But you also know what happened just now, I'm afraid this deep mountain is haunted!"

"But no, all of a sudden there was no sound at all, it's really evil!"

The others lowered their voices and couldn't help but talk, eager to go down the mountain immediately.

"Woo...... Mother's Yue'er, where are you?"

The cry blew into Qianyue's ears along the mountain wind, waking up the girl with a sad expression at once.

Yue'er? This kid even has the word "Yue"!

Qianyue cleared her throat and yelled, "I'm here!"

After waking up, the water and rice had not been eaten all night, and the throat was already hoarse.

Fortunately, there was an echo in the forest, and after shouting twice, the crowd above finally noticed her.

"Yue'er! It's my Yue'er!"

"Coming up from the slope, go!"

When a group of people found Qianyue, who was in a mess, the beautiful woman in cloth with phoenix eyes and red lips in front of her immediately rushed to her side, crying with red eyes, "Mother's Yue'er, I can be regarded as finding you! If you die, your mother won't live anymore!"

Being hugged into her arms, Qianyue's body stiffened, and she couldn't react.

Although the beautiful woman is the mother of this body, her soul has changed, and she is really uncomfortable with such intimacy.

But considering her little arms and legs at the moment, as well as the occupation of her daughter's body, she endured it in the end.

"Rika, don't cry. Yue'er has been hungry for a day and a night, and her feet are still injured, let's go home quickly. ”

Only then did the woman stop crying, and when she saw the blood on her ankle, she hurriedly and carefully let go of her daughter, "It's all my mother's fault, I didn't hurt you." Let's go, let your dad carry it home. ”

"Yue'er, come on, dad will carry you. ”

The man was in his thirties, tall, with deep facial features and a somewhat vicious expression, but his expression was extremely soft.

When she heard the woman's words, she immediately lowered her back.

Everyone helped Qianyue onto Yang Dazhuan's back, and the beautiful woman raised her hand behind her uneasily.

"Pear Blossom, don't worry, I won't fall Yue'er if I fall. Walk well and be careful with your feet. ”

The beautiful woman sobbed again and spat, "You don't talk nonsense, can you still live without our family?"

"The bolted daughter-in-law walks well, let's go back to the village quickly." ”

A group of people finally breathed a sigh of relief and hurried down the hill with a familiar car.

Qianyue lay behind Yang Dazhuan and pretended to sleep, and for some reason there was a warmth in her heart, which was very strange.

She thought it was probably the original emotion.

But when a person's soul is destroyed, how can there be feelings left?

Thinking like this, I fell into infinite sleepiness unconsciously.

When Qianyue woke up, it was late at night, and her ankle was wrapped in wound medicine and fixed by a few wooden boards.

"Yue'er, you suffered from the cold, drank the medicine and then went to sleep. ”

In a daze, she swallowed a bowl of bitter and spicy medicinal soup, followed by sweet rice porridge in her lower abdomen.

I don't know what day it is, and the man falls asleep again.

Five days later, Qianyue lay on the kang and snorted candied fruit in high spirits.

The wind chill has healed, but the ankle injury still needs to be carefully maintained.

In the past few days, she has eaten, slept, and slept, and rarely awakened.

A few little girls of the same age came to visit, and on the pretext of illness, she asked her to inquire about the situation.

This body is also called Qianyue, the Yang family of the family, which is said to be a large family, accounting for more than half of the population of Yanggong Village.

There are only three people in the family, my father and mother and her, and the other uncles and uncles are still not very clear.

The main reason is that the friends who provide information are too young, and there is nothing else to tell except catching fish and birds, and pulling weeds from the ground.

Qianyue was secretly happy, the simpler the situation, the better, and when she recovered from her injuries, she would be able to feel the demonic energy.

If you can cultivate, you will definitely return to the True Demon Realm!

Ruan Zhuhong is afraid that it will be wasted, but Mo Xianggui has to have a good chat.

But these are too far away, and qualification is the first priority at the moment.

Qianyue planned well, but unfortunately the changes always came suddenly.

The once-in-a-decade Soul Root event completely disrupted her plans!

The bright moon hangs high, the breeze blows, the ancestral hall of Yanggong Village is brightly lit, and the villagers block the gate to the water.

"Fire Wood Spirit Root!" the old man raised his head and laughed, his long gray beard trembling non-stop, "I didn't expect my Yang family to usher in a double spirit root in the world, God bless the Yang family!"

He looked at Qianyue excitedly, as if he had seen a priceless treasure.

"Yang Shuzi, you are very good. The clan will not forget your merits, so bring the child back first, and wait for me to send a message to the lord's family. ”

Yang Shuzi smiled silly, his usually slightly vicious black face was all stunned, and he nodded at the old man again and again, "It's all Yue'er's blessing, thank you for bothering the old man." ”

"It's not just Yue'er, Yanggong Village is going to be blessed. The old man laughed heartily.

Yang Shuzi was happy, and walked out of the ancestral hall like a dream from the sound of congratulations, jealousy, and stammering.

Qianyue lay on his back, and he really couldn't laugh.

She couldn't have imagined that the small Yang Gong Village was actually backed by the family of cultivating immortals.

In this way, if she insists on cultivating demons, she will definitely cause huge trouble.

Cultivating immortals and cultivating demons seem to be Taoism on the surface, but most people in the world respect the Dao of Immortals, and most of them will not be willing to enter the Dao of Demons if they are not helpless.

In her previous life, because she was covered with demon bones, it was naturally impossible for her to be involved in the fairy road, and she had already fallen in love with the domineering and wanton demons for more than 10,000 years, and she was fierce and comfortable.

Except for the stain of the last three hundred years, life is quite comfortable.

What is the meaning of those clear soup and watery, sanctimonious immortal cultivators?

Let her cultivate immortals, isn't she forgetting her roots?

But right now, being sent to the Immortal Cultivation Family is a certainty.

In addition, her leg injury has not healed, so it is impossible to run even if she wants to.

Let's take one step at a time.

"Brother Bolt, is it true?" Shen Lihua was very excited, holding Yang Bolt with both hands, and her phoenix eyes were filled with tears of excitement.

Yang Shuzi looked proud, his ancestors were mortals for several generations, and he was exiled in the world for unknown generations.

The family made a living by tending to the crops, and if it weren't for the fact that the main family still had help, life would not be much better than that of the farmers next to them.

It was Shen Lihua, and it was because of this that she agreed to marry.

Otherwise, how could the beauties of ten miles and eight villages look at such a "fierce and evil" character.

Of course, the evil spirit is just his appearance.

Today, his daughter actually measured the spiritual root, and it is a rare double spiritual root, what a great joy it is!

"It's true, the clan elder said it's the Twin Spirit Root!"

The two cried with joy, hugged their heads and cried.

Qianyue couldn't help but slander.

It's just a twin spirit root, far worse than her previous life, and she is a rare demon bone qualification.

This kind of qualified demon cultivation, no matter what kind of spiritual root, demon cultivation is a thousand miles a day.

In the previous life, how many demon cultivators wanted to take away a piece of her demon bone refining for their own use, and in the end they all died in her hands.

At present, the qualifications of this body are a little more stream-based sects, and they are only in the middle and upper levels.

Of course, this is in terms of the Great Immortal Cultivation Realm that she has traveled.