The illusory figure of the middle-aged woman just looked at Zhang Kuang in a daze, as if she was stupid and unconscious. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info And just a moment later, its figure faded away.

Watching her disappear, Zhang Kuang frowned slightly. Although the house here is old and a little gloomy, the yin qi is not too heavy, and it should not let the dead Moran turn into a ghost. Unless, it was because she died unwillingly and resentfully, which luckily left a trace of weak soul.

"Her barely formed yin soul doesn't even have a clear consciousness, and it won't last long before it will dissipate between heaven and earth," Zhang Kuang, who frowned and groaned, hesitated a little before sighing lightly: "Hey, how can I say that she is also my physical mother, since she still has a trace of soul left, I can't just watch her completely dissipate between heaven and earth." However, it is not easy to retain her weak and incomplete Yin Soul body!"

Slowly entered the slightly gloomy and dark living room, put the plastic bag containing dumplings in his hand on the living room dining table, Zhang Kuang, who did not turn on the light, picked up a fruit knife in the fruit bowl of the living room dining table with a slight groan, and then walked straight to his grandfather's bedroom.

Zhang Kuang, who entered the bedroom, went straight to the small rectangular tea table, lifted the dust film on it, and moved his mind to slightly mobilize a trace of the pure internal qi in the dantian into the fruit knife, and cut down the tea table with the fruit knife in his hand.

Snort.. Soon, Zhang Kuang cut a token-like wooden block from the table. The fruit knife that fed the internal qi was extremely sharp, and the long wooden block cut out did not even have a single burr.

Zhang Kuang, who put down the fruit knife casually, held the wooden card in one hand, bit the fingertips of the finger of the finger of the other hand, and wrote on the wooden card, and then the words flashing with blood were presented on the wooden card: "The spiritual position of Mother Zhang's Moran!"

"Spirits are corrected!" Zhang Kuang, who painted with his fingers in the void, shouted in a low voice, and suddenly a blood-colored word 'E' appeared on the top of the spirit card, and then disappeared from the spirit card with the blood light on the words on the spirit card.

Looking at the dimly lit spirit card, Zhang Kuang suddenly frowned: "Impossible? How could it be?

"By the way, I don't seem to be her biological son!" Zhang Kuang, whose eyes flickered, seemed to vaguely think of something, and couldn't help but say a little helplessly: "It seems that it will be a little more troublesome." ”

Saying that, Zhang Kuang hurriedly walked out of the bedroom with the spirit card, went straight to the door of the living room, looked at the wall with faint blood stains, and once again volleyed into the void, causing the free yin qi in the air to converge, turning into an untraceable 'edict' word, and then whispered his fingers pressed the 'edict' word, and pressed it on the spirit card: "Lock the soul!"

Airplanes.. Suddenly, an invisible attraction sucked the wisp of remnant soul hidden by Mo Lan in the corner of the wall into the production of the word 'edict' in the spirit card, and the spirit card was still actively absorbing the free trace of yin qi in the air, slowly nourishing Mo Lan's remnant soul in it.

After doing this, Zhang Kuang, who breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the sweat stains on his forehead, and then shook his head a little helplessly and smiled bitterly: "It's so hard to draw a soul locking talisman, it seems that I'm still too weak now!"

"Mother, although you are not my biological mother, my body has called your mother for so many years. Don't worry, even if I can only barely keep a wisp of your remnant soul for the time being, and I don't know when you will be able to turn into a real yin soul by slowly absorbing yin qi to nourish you like this. However, when I recover some strength, I will find a way to help you. Even when my strength recovers to a certain level, it is not impossible to help you reshape your physical body and reincarnate as a human," Zhang Kuang, who returned to the living room with the spirit card, removed a Bodhisattva statue on the wall table in the living room, and carefully placed the spirit card on it, Zhang Kuang, who took out three incense sticks from the side, flicked the incense with his fingertips, and suddenly the three incense sticks lit up with a little blood light, as if burning with blood and being ignited.

Zhang Kuang, who was righteous and inserted three sticks of incense into the incense burner, took a few steps back and bowed respectfully to the spirit card, and then turned around and walked to his bedroom. Strangely, the three lit incense sticks did not seem to have a wisp of smoke coming out, as if a faint blood mist was faintly emanating. The blood mist floated towards the spirit card, and was slowly sucked into the mouth and nose by an illusory face that appeared faintly on the spirit card.

Zhang Kuang, who returned to his bedroom, sat cross-legged on the bed and meditated for a night, and woke up as soon as it was dark on the second day, went straight to the window and opened the window, facing the glow slowly rising in the eastern sky outside the window, he took a deep breath and closed his eyes again.

The glow of the morning sun slowly became brighter and brighter, as if it was slowly converging on Zhang Kuang's body, and finally turned into a faint mist-like purple qi and submerged into his body from the Baihui acupoint on the top of Zhang Kuang's head.

"A wisp of purple qi from the east in the early morning is even better than my penance overnight," Zhang Kuang, who slowly opened his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief, the faint purple in his eyes flashed, and he moved his body slightly, and turned around and walked straight out of the bedroom.

Zhang Kuang, who came to the living room outside, swept his eyes over the plastic bag wrapped in sleep on the living room dining table, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows lightly, pulled out a chair and sat down, regardless of the fact that the dumplings were already cold, he ate them directly.

Although he has now become an ordinary person, after all, Zhang Kuang has practiced a wisp of qi in the dantian, and he can be regarded as a master of internal strength in the mortal world, and he is not worried that he will lose his stomach because of eating cold food. Besides, this was specially sent by the second uncle Zhang Mingyuan last night, and Zhang Kuang couldn't live up to his wishes.

Although he has changed from a generation of medical immortals to a top immortal, he has become a mundane, but Zhang Kuang's temperament has not changed much, and he is still so affectionate.

After eliminating the dumplings, Zhang Kuang, who could be regarded as having breakfast, washed up and left the house directly.

"Xiao Kuang, go out so early, do you want to have breakfast? You don't have to go to buy breakfast, it's prepared for you, I was just about to come and call you for breakfast!" Zhang Kuang had just locked the door of his courtyard and was about to leave, when he saw the door of the opposite room open, and Li Yajie, who was wearing a plain white slim dress, smiled at him.

Zhang Kuang, who was a little surprised, couldn't help but say, "No need, Sister Ya, I've eaten it." ”

"Oh, you can come and sit down after eating!" Li Yajie said and stepped forward to pull Zhang Kuang into the courtyard of his house without saying anything, closed the door instead, and walked towards the living room with Zhang Kuang, who was a little helpless.

At the dining table in the living room, Uncle Li, who was dressed in clean and new pajamas, was sitting at the dining table eating breakfast in good spirits, and when he saw Zhang Kuang coming in, he greeted with a smile: "Come on, come on, Xiao Kuang, come and have breakfast!"

"Uncle Li, no need, I've already eaten it!" Zhang Kuanglian, who stepped forward with a smile, asked, "Uncle Li, how do you feel?" The medicine I boiled for you last night has a good effect, right?"

When Uncle Li heard this, the smile on his face suddenly became even stronger: "Xiao Kuang! This medicine you boiled is really amazing." I've woken up early this morning, and I've never felt so comfortable and relaxed. That's right, I drank this medicine, I woke up early in the morning and my whole body was stinky, and I took several baths before I finally washed it off. ”

"Hehe, Uncle Li, that's right! My medicine is good! But it has the effect of cutting bones and washing the marrow, and with this medicine, some impurities and toxins in your body are eliminated from the body, and you naturally feel much more relaxed!" Zhang Kuang chuckled.

"I wondered why you asked me to put that old pajama on my dad last night, and I couldn't wear that pajamas all night. Even the bedding on my dad's bed had to be replaced. Fortunately, I opened the window of my dad's room last night, otherwise I'm afraid the house will smell today," Li Yajie, who was not angry and white-eyed Zhang Kuang, poured a glass of milk for Zhang Kuang and said, "Come, drink a glass of milk!"

Uncle Li looked at Zhang Kuang suspiciously and asked, "Xiao Kuang! Your grandfather has never boiled this medicine for me to drink, how can you boil it? Moreover, how can the effect of this medicine be so good?"

"Uh... This!" Zhang Kuang froze when he heard this, his eyes flickered before he smiled: "Uncle Li, in fact, the prescription for this medicine is still left by my grandfather." It's just that I also saw it by chance while looking through the things left by my grandfather. I tried to boil it, but I didn't expect it to happen. The reason why this medicine works so well is because I added something good. ”

Li Yajie was puzzled and curious when she heard this, and asked, "Xiao Kuang, what kind of good thing can make the medicine work so well?"

"Xiao Kuang, did you use the hundred-year-old ginseng left by your grandfather?" Uncle Li suddenly thought of something, and looked at Zhang Kuang with a serious face and asked.

"Centennial ginseng?" Li Yajie's surprised beautiful eyes glared slightly: "Dad, Uncle Zhang still has such a good thing?"

Uncle Li nodded and said, "Back then, if it weren't for your Uncle Zhang who used a hundred years of ginseng medicine to save me, I was afraid that I would have died a long time ago." ”

"Xiao Kuang, did you use a hundred years of ginseng?" As he spoke, Uncle Li couldn't help but look at Zhang Kuang again and asked.

Zhang Kuang didn't expect Uncle Li to know that his grandfather had a hundred years of ginseng, so he nodded after a little hesitation.

Seeing this, Uncle Li immediately shook his head with a little annoyance and said, "You kid! That hundred-year-old ginseng is the heirloom of your Zhang family, and your grandfather was a treasure when he was alive, and he was never willing to use it easily." That's a life-saving baby! At my age, it's really not worth wasting this good thing!"