Return of the Immortal Emperor: The Villain Empress Becomes Mother-in-Law

As the saying goes, everything in the world has a spirit.

In the fairy world, even a small grass or a seed, under the influence of spiritual energy, has the possibility of cultivation.

But in front of him, this purple lotus is actually a lotus with luck.

If it is placed in the fairy world, it will be a proper spiritual herb.

"Why do spirit grass appear on this earth?"

Tang Xuan leaned forward to watch it carefully, stretched out his hand to hold it in his hand, and suddenly felt a scent of spiritual energy rushing towards his face.

But not long after, the lotus withered.

The spiritual energy also dissipated between the heaven and the earth.

Tang Xuan couldn't help being taken aback when he saw this, then frowned, looked around the mouth of the well, and saw the statue of Long Ling on the tombstone.

Suddenly realized.

"Where is the dragon spirit manifesting, it's just a formation formed by someone." Tang Xuan muttered to himself.

Purple lotus growing from a dry well is indeed a strange phenomenon. Although it is not surprising in the fairy world, it is extremely rare on this earth where the spiritual energy is exhausted.

Perhaps in the eyes of ordinary people, there is nothing mysterious about this clear spring other than some legends, but in Tang Xuan's eyes, it can be seen at a glance that the surrounding Fengshui layout is obviously supported by formations.

This purple lotus appeared because of this.

Then the question arises, on this earth, are there any strange people who can form formations and produce spiritual grass with aura?
Who is this person?
Where does such a great skill come from?

Tang Xuan hesitated for a few seconds, temporarily suppressing this doubt. The reason why he was saved was not because of the water in the well, but because of the withered purple lotus in his hand.

All the aura contained in it has been absorbed by him.

Although it is extremely thin, it is better than all the previous cultivation time.

Moreover, the lotus root of this purple lotus is also pregnant with lotus seeds. If the lotus seeds are cultivated, it will also be a source of spiritual energy.

"That toxin actually helped to open up my poison-resolving network. It was a blessing in disguise." Tang Xuan couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief.

If this purple lotus hadn't appeared, he would have risked his life and started from scratch.

"I'm fine, Yanyan." When he came back to his senses, Tang Xuan propped up his body, flicked Tang Yan's head and blamed him, "Don't do such a stupid thing next time."

"Brother, you...you know everything?" Tang Yan was a little surprised.

"Yeah." Tang Xuan nodded lightly, and glanced at her hands and feet, which had already been worn out with blood blisters, and her body was still wet with rain.

There are more than 3000 steps, and she was able to climb up with her own back. This is a kind of courage.

"Brother, you scared me to death. I thought you were going to die. You can't leave me alone!" Tang Yan clenched her teeth and tightly hugged Tang Xuan's arm.

"No more." Tang Xuan smiled lightly.

Now, he already had a wisp of thin aura in his body as a support, as long as he didn't use any spells, this aura would always exist in the spiritual sea, and he could easily dissolve any toxins and the like.

"Both benefactors, since you are fine, you can go to the sandalwood room in my temple and change into clean clothes to avoid catching a cold." The old monk also took the initiative to say with a sigh of relief.

"Thank you abbot, we live near the foot of the mountain, so we don't need to bother." Tang Xuan refused with a smile.

The old monk nodded, but he didn't hold back. It is already a seven-level pagoda to save a life.

"By the way, abbot, when did this well exist?" Tang Xuan asked, turning his head and pointing at the mouth of the well.

"It has existed for about 120 years, but it has dried up after a Taoist priest came to take a ladle of clear spring three years ago." The old monk explained patiently.

"Taoist?" Tang Xuan was taken aback, and then asked in a deep voice: "Does that Taoist look very young, and there is a mole on his right cheek, and he speaks very sissy?"

"How does the benefactor know?" The old monk was surprised: "It's him. Three years ago, I was the leader of this Jiming Temple. To save people, it happened that the clear spring in the well had not been lost at that time, so the old monk gave it to him."

Tang Xuan frowned, that Taoist should be the Xu Fu whom he met in the ghost city without a doubt.

What is the origin of this guy?
Could it be that purple lotus can grow at the mouth of this well, is it the magic circle set up by this guy?
"Brother, I brought you to Jiming Temple because someone called me." Tang Yan also took this opportunity to say: "His voice is also very sissy, it must be the same person..."

Tang Xuan pondered on the spot for a few seconds. He gave himself a tiger talisman and saved his life. This guy must have some purpose.

He didn't delve into it. After all, he can't see anyone now. If he has a chance later, he must ask clearly when he meets.

Then, after thanking the old monk, the two walked towards the hidden mountain residence at the foot of the mountain together.

As for the well next to it, with the withering of the purple lotus, it is no longer useful.

After experiencing such a trial on the verge of life and death, Tang Yan became more dependent on Tang Xuan, and she refused to let go of Tang Xuan's arm all the way back to the villa.

After Tang Xuan coaxed her for a long time, she was willing to let go of the exhaustion she hadn't rested all night, and fell asleep on the sofa.

Tang Xuan gently picked her up, put her in the room and covered her with a quilt, then walked to the living room, looking at the unfinished bottles of Moutai on the table.

These bottles of Moutai were placed in front of Ye Chenyue at that time.

I am afraid that there is also toxin in it.

Tang Xuan stared at it for a few seconds, grabbed it, and poured it into his mouth.

Sure enough, the taste of this Moutai wine was already a bit bitter. After eating it, the drug-resolving network worked quickly, and the toxins were refined and turned into traces of aura.

"What a strong poison."

"good."

Tang Xuan opened his mouth and exhaled a cloud of turbid air.

This toxin can actually help him remove impurities in his body. If he absorbs more, the speed of opening other meridians will definitely become faster.

Wouldn't it be better if it was combined with this Moutai wine?
Thinking of this, Tang Xuan took out his mobile phone, intending to order some Feitian Moutai, and check how many types of snake venom there are on this earth, because he heard the word "snake venom" mentioned by President Wu when he was in the hospital.

If you are poisoned by snake venom, then if you follow the trend to find it, you may gain something.

But when he turned on the phone, he saw nearly 100 missed calls and a short text message on it.

"Tang Xuan, I don't want to like you anymore."