The boss who came from the end of the world, she is sick and needs to be cured

Zhao Jing's journey to the upper realm is almost certain.

The fourth level of spiritual cultivation will open the gate of heaven, and the probability of opening the gate of heaven is greater at the fifth level.

It is very likely that she will be passively ascended to the upper world during the next catastrophe. If this artificial bottleneck is not broken, He Zheng and his children will never be able to ascend.

Because of the world barrier, she will never be able to meet He Zheng again.

That was not the result she wanted to see.

At this moment, Chu Lingfeng understood more deeply her determination and determination to solve this bottleneck, and couldn't help but admire her even more. A woman and child with no fame could bravely shoulder important responsibilities for the monks in the world, and bravely challenge this unprecedented challenge with almost no success. As for the possible mission, the emperor of his country still had the slightest idea of ​​​​muddling along. I'm really ashamed, I can't bear it!

"Okay. Then I'll arrange the relevant matters as soon as possible." We must try to go together and we can't be left behind. He must go to the first scene as soon as possible, master first-hand information, and follow Zhao Jing's pace.

Just as Zhao Jing was about to say something, she heard a commotion outside the He family cemetery, and someone broke in without permission.

Someone drew his sword and shouted, "I am He Qinghuai from the He family. I was the general of the country a hundred years ago. Your ancestors were all my soldiers. Get out of my way! I'm here to worship my ancestors!" All the ancestors of my family are inside! You descendants are really inferior to each other. You have slaughtered all the members of my He family, and you still want to stop me..."

All the Imperial Guards were stunned. They used their spears to control the incoming person's movements, and quickly pointed all the spearheads at the incoming person. They thought: What if it is an assassin, then it will be difficult to save their heads.

The commander of the Forbidden Army walked down the stone staircase on the hillside and looked down at the visitor, "The He family is full of people, only He Zheng and He Shaoqian remain. Your identity needs to be verified. If you are really the general who died in the battle, we will naturally not hide it. No retribution. Please be patient and don’t be impatient."

Zhao Jing, He Zheng and others were all very sharp and were startled when they heard the sound. They looked at each other, immediately picked up He Shaoqian and rushed out.

Is this his great-grandfather? !

I saw a tall and imposing young man holding a sword, surrounded by a group of Forbidden Army menacingly with their spears pointed at them. He showed no sign of cowardice and pointed his sword at the Forbidden Army commander with a fierce fighting spirit, "You are a boy of the Wang family. ! You and your father are really carved out of the same mold! Call your ancestors to come up and talk to me!"

That appearance was 60-70% similar to that of He Zheng, and 80-90% similar to the person in the portrait found in Dai Zong's secret library.

He Zheng handed the child to Zhao Jing, ran over and hugged the visitor, "Grandpa!"

He Qinghuai was also stunned when he saw He Zheng and the child in He Zheng's arms, and then he was pleasantly surprised that his He family had not yet extinct children! There are men in the He family! God bless!

As soon as the sword was thrown away, he hugged He Zheng who ran over and cried bitterly!

Zhao Jing glanced at the commander of the Forbidden Army. Chu Lingfeng, who was following him, coughed. The commander of the Forbidden Army wisely asked the soldiers to retreat.

The sky dimmed and night fell.

After worshiping their ancestors again, the family of four returned to the Zhenguo Palace.

Emperor Chu Lingfeng didn't want to leave, "Mrs. He, I have some questions about cultivation. I wonder if I can ask for your guidance?"

He Qinghuai glared at Chu Lingfeng, "Your foreign husband saw my He family's wife..."

Before he finished speaking, He Zheng pulled He Qinghuai and said, "Grandpa, it's okay. Let's talk in the study."

He Qinghuai cursed and was dragged away, very reluctantly, "You don't have much foresight. Your wife is beautiful. I see that the emperor's eyes are all on your wife. Don't be poached. I will have you when the time comes." Crying..."

"Oh, great grandpa, if I don't even have this kind of ambition and self-confidence, then my life would be a failure. Calculating this and that all day long is tiring, so I might as well be simpler..."

Zhao Jing was a little embarrassed and put He Shaoqian, who was already asleep, on the small bed he brought with him, "Let's talk about it here. Long story short."

Chu Lingfeng didn't show any emotion or embarrassment at all, and turned a deaf ear to what He Qinghuai said, "Madam, I usually neglect my cultivation, and now I am in the late stage of Qi Condensation Realm. Considering some of the things I have learned about cultivation in recent years, I am a little confused. My next step in training..."

Zhao Jing pointed to the seat next to her, "Sit down, put your hand over and let me see."

As soon as Zhao Jing put four fingers on Chu Lingfeng's wrist, she let out a surprised sound.

"What is the problem?"

"No." Zhao Jing shook her head, "Interesting. Have you ever looked inside?"

Chu Lingfeng is indeed in the Qi Condensation Realm, but his Qi Condensation Realm is different from others.

In his Dantian, or in the prospect of cultivation, there is a vast expanse of blue sky, white clouds, gentle wind and beautiful sun.

In this fine weather, among those white clouds, there is an extremely huge one, with a golden dragon hidden in it. The dragon's horns and tentacles on its head and golden scales are looming in the clouds.

The golden dragon looks like a larva, with a somewhat rounded body shape, like a shota. It does not have a sense of majesty or majesty with sharp edges, but is rather cute.

Chu Lingfeng hummed, "I've seen it. But apart from making the clouds bigger and thicker, and raising the cubs, I don't seem to have much else to do. It's empty inside, with no mountains, rivers, lakes, or fields or people. .I don’t know how to do those either.”

Zhao Jing retracted her hand and raised her hand to arrange a few isolation notes around her, "This should be another way of cultivation, which is different from the mainstream practice."

Chu Lingfeng was a little surprised, "The other one? That dragon was there when I was practicing to open up my Dantian. I don't know where it came from. Maybe I was born with it. No matter how I practice after that, all the aura changes. Cheng Yun didn’t see the possibility of advancement at all, so I was a little lazy.”

Zhao Jing nodded, "Currently, almost everyone's cultivation methods follow the cultivation model of introducing spirits into the body, converting spiritual energy into liquid, nourishing the fetus with spiritual liquid, budding from the fetus, and giving birth to the soul through budding. It is obviously different from your cultivation method. That dragon should……"

After a pause, Zhao Jing said: "It should be possible to raise a dragon with a dragon. Use the imperial dragon energy to nourish it. When the cloud cover is enough, it should be able to spread clouds and rain, and there should be rivers and lakes under the clouds. Specifically, you Create your own.”

Chu Lingfeng licked his lips, thought for a while, hummed, and raised his hands to Zhao Jing, "Thank you madam for your guidance today. Lingfeng never forgets it."

Zhao Jing waved her hand, "I can't help you at all, so you're welcome. It's late at night, you can go back." After that, she removed the isolation note.

Chu Lingfeng glanced at the dark night. The words he wanted to stay the night were in his throat, but he finally swallowed them. "It's late at night, Madam, please rest early."