Ling Ye's mother patted Ling Ye in her arms, and said with a smile, "Ye'er, do you want to learn spells?"

After Ling Ye heard this, his eyes lit up, he had seen his mother take things from the air, and he could instantly condense the water into ice, these were all gods in Ling Ye's eyes, but after being happy, he said in disappointment, "I want to, but didn't my mother say that I am weak and can't learn?"

Ling Ye also listened to his mother's brief introduction, the place where they live is called the Tianmai Continent, there are many immortal cultivators on the Tianmai Continent, and the people who have just entered the immortal cultivation are called Lingmai cultivators, and the Lingmai cultivators need to constantly open up the spiritual veins in their bodies, and after opening up the nine spiritual veins, they can advance to the realm of the Lingquan Vein Master.

However, due to the conflict of the power of the blood veins in the body, the spiritual power could no longer be condensed normally in the body, and the spiritual veins could not be opened up in the body, which made Ling Ye suffer a heavy blow at that time.

This is also why his mother often asks him to drink some hard-to-swallow decoctions, and what kind of thick green viscous liquid he has to take a bath with every day.

Now that Ling Ye heard his mother talk about this, he thought about it and said with surprise, "Could it be that my mother cured my illness, I know that my mother is the most powerful, and she will definitely cure Ye'er's body." ”

His mother was silent, she knew in her heart that the power of the two bloodlines in Ling Ye's body was extraordinary, and the two did not give in to each other in Ling Ye's body, and both wanted to devour each other.

In this case, it is not easy for Ling Ye to live a healthy life until now, if you want to successfully cure Ling Ye, you have to clear a kind of bloodline power, and the power of bloodline is closely related to the soul, if it is forcibly extracted, with Ling Ye's current mortal body, it will definitely be broken and scattered.

"My mother is incompetent, and I haven't been able to cure Ye'er, but my mother has thought of a way, maybe it will work, so Ye'er should listen to my mother's words and practice this method well. Ling Ye said softly.

"Don't blame my mother, it's Ye'er who is not angry, mother, you can tell me what the method is!" Ling Ye looked up at the woman with a pair of spiritual eyes full of expectation.

"Come and do it cross-legged, my mother will teach you how to do it. His mother put Ling Ye on the bed, and Ling Ye quickly sat cross-legged.

I saw Ling Ye's mother standing in front of Ling Ye, her right hand was raised, and her fingertips lightly touched the center of Ling Ye's eyebrows, emitting a faint blue light.

Ling Ye only felt a slight chill between his eyebrows, and then a huge amount of information poured into his mind.

"The secret technique of Tianxin, the secret method of supreme holy soul nourishment, is not the descendant of the sect, and it must not be cultivated, otherwise the soul will be destroyed. ”

Ling Ye first saw this paragraph, and was shocked in his heart, if he learned it, he would not be killed by this door, and then he didn't think much about it, since it was taught by his mother.

"The secret technique of the heart of heaven is divided into three levels, the first stage condenses the halo of the heart of heaven, and uses the soul as the carrier to separate the power of the soul and condense it in the sea of knowledge..."

Ling Ye slowly controlled his soul according to the method he said, slowly separated the power of his soul, and condensed it in the sea of knowledge.

This process is very slow, and the slightest carelessness will greatly damage the mind, but fortunately, Ling Ye's soul is naturally different from ordinary people, so it is not difficult for Ling Ye to separate soul power.

After separating a trace of soul power, control it to gather in the sea of knowledge, and according to the following method, this trace of soul power is transformed into a flame that emits white light in a special way, like a faint candle flame, swaying above the sea of knowledge, and there is a possibility of extinguishing it at any time.

Ling Ye felt the white flames, his heart cleared, he succeeded, and then he needed to use the power of his soul to nourish it every day, waiting for it to grow into a heavenly heart halo.

Ling Ye opened his eyes, his mother was anxiously waiting on a plate, and after seeing Ling Ye open his eyes, he hurriedly said. "Ye'er, why are you so disobedient, and you don't wait for your mother to explain it to you and start cultivating. How dangerous!"

After all, his mother had practiced this Heavenly Heart Secret Technique, and knew the danger of separating the soul power in the first step, and saw that Ling Ye began to cultivate after receiving the Heavenly Heart Secret Technique, and she couldn't forcibly interrupt him when she was practicing, could this not make his mother anxious.

This is also why it was passed on to Ling Ye Tianxin Secret Technique after Ling Ye was six years old, instead of at the best three years old, the three-year-old soul was in a relatively stable and pure state, and it was easy to separate the soul power.

"Mother, no, don't you see that the night is good? and I succeeded. Ling Ye quickly threw himself into his mother's arms and said happily.

"Succeeded?" his mother grabbed Ling Ye's shoulder and looked at him, you must know that when she was cultivating back then, she failed several times before she succeeded in condensing the flame of the Heavenly Heart, and now her son has succeeded in one fell swoop.

Seeing Ling Ye nodding seriously, his mother smiled and hugged Ling Ye tightly in her arms.

"Night, in the future, you must take care of it well, don't slack off, and don't be in a hurry. Do you know?" said his mother, overjoyed in her heart, and the next step was to exercise his body.

After Ling Ye's soul and body are strong, he can try to extract the power of the bloodline.

Then the two mothers and sons talked about some other things, and let Ling Ye go out to play.

After leaving the house, Ling Ye quickly ran to Su Ling's house, shouting that Su Ling came out to play, and soon Su Ling, who was wearing two ponytails, looked at Ling Ye with a pair of big watery eyes, and ran out of the house.

"Let's go and call Wang Hao and a few of them, and go to the square to watch the martial arts competition together. Ling Ye said, took Su Ling's little hand and ran.

After a while, a few little broken children were together, Wang Hao and Ling Ye did not have any estrangement because of yesterday's incident, and they still talked and laughed together.

Several people quickly ran to the city square, and there were many people around the high platform, looking at the two shirtless young men on the stage.

The Qingshui Empire advocated force, so almost every city had a ring venue for the people to compete.

Some of the martial arts competitions on it are because of some small disputes, some are recruiting relatives in martial arts competitions, and some are purely martial arts. So almost every day in this ring, you can see someone competing.

In the middle of the night, a few little babies often come here to watch the competition, and from time to time they learn to compare with the people above.

Su Ling is a girl and doesn't like these very much, but seeing Ling Ye's many antics when she was learning the above strokes, she laughed constantly.

When Ling Ye and Wang Hao were punching and punching, suddenly the other side came out of a little boy who was about the same height as Ling Ye in a fancy costume, Ling Ye was not in a hurry, and collided directly with the little boy, and the two heads slammed together, and then both of them fell to the ground, moaning oops.

Su Ling quickly stepped forward to help Ling Ye up, and Wang Hao grabbed the reckless little boy, Chen Luo, and Li Qi were also almost ripe, and it seemed that they wanted to "group beat" the little boy.

After all, in the past few years, the four little boys have all played together, and whoever has an accident has been on it together, this is the tacit understanding between their little broken children, so a few little broken children have not been bullied by other children over the years.

"It's okay, Brother Wang Hao, don't get excited. Ling Ye covered his forehead, a small red light bulb slowly appeared, and Ling Ye said after seeing Wang Hao holding the child.

After Wang Hao heard this, as soon as he put his hand down, the little boy immediately covered his head and got up, looked at Ling Ye, and said, "Eh, are you okay! I didn't mean to, someone wanted to beat me, so I ran away." ”

At this time, the little boy seemed to suddenly remember that someone was going to hit him, so he wanted to pull his legs and run.

At this time, a little girl with a small face ran over with a fierce milk, and the little boy hurriedly ran behind Ling Ye.

"If you have the ability, don't hide, I will tell my father when I go back, and let him confine you. The little girl pointed to the little boy behind Ling Ye and said!

Ling Ye wanted to take the little boy's hand away and walk away by himself, but the little boy just grabbed it.

"Isn't it just that I ate a few pieces of your water cloud cake, and besides, I'm an older brother, what's wrong with eating my sister's food, isn't it natural? Even if you tell your father, it's useless, tomorrow the old man will take me back to the Nantian Dao Sect, hum!" the little boy said with an indifferent expression.

"I'm my sister, you get out of the way of me. The little girl said to Ling Ye.

Ling Ye just wanted to say something, the little boy behind him suddenly pushed Ling Ye hard, Ling Ye stumbled and crashed into the little girl, and there was another bang, the two heads were knocked together, and the little boy laughed and ran away.

The little girl who was knocked down by Ling Ye was furious, and directly pushed Ling Ye away, and chased after her head without caring about the light bulb, and shouted the name Nan Tianze in her mouth.

When Wang Hao reacted, the two had already run away, so they hurriedly went to help Ling Ye up.

"Ling Ye, are you okay! Does it hurt?" asked Wang Hao.

I don't want to talk at this time in the middle of the night, it's impossible to cry when I cry, it's impossible to cry in this life, I just want to cry a little, and a small light bulb on one side hurts too much.

"It's fine, it hurts a little. Let's go back, you have to help me make it clear to my mother that I didn't fight, I was hit. Ling Ye said, otherwise he would have to kneel on the washboard again.

After a few people went back, Su Ling went to Ling Ye's house to help Ling Ye testify, and the others went back to their own homes.

After Ling Ye's mother heard this, she just said something too careless, so she took out the ointment and applied it to Ling Ye.

Su Ling went back after playing at Ling Ye's house for a while, and Ling Ye took the book and looked at it slowly, the book is called "The Book of Materia Medica", which is a book dedicated to introducing various herbs.

Ling Ye's family doesn't have any other books, but there are many books on various pharmacology, so Ling Ye has been exposed to these things since he became literate.

He also wanted to become a pharmacist and prescribe a prescription to cure the perennial scars on his mother's face, but he was a little disappointed in his heart, his mother's medical skills were already very high, but he still didn't heal the wounds on his face, can he do it?

From time to time, he saw a plant called 'Ice Flame Spirit Flower', which said that this medicine was born in an extremely cold place, bathed in the light of the extreme sun, and the mature Ice Flame Spirit Flower was used as a medicine, which could be used to treat all kinds of wounds that could not be closed, and it could also achieve the effect of rebirth of severed limbs.

Ling Ye silently wrote down the name of this medicine in his mind, hoping that one day he could find this Ice Flame Spirit Flower and give it to his mother.

He always believed that if it weren't for this scar, his mother would have been the most beautiful woman, and that his father, whom he had never seen, would not abandon him.

I don't hate that man in my heart, and I must seek justice for my mother when I grow up.