Awakening space, the good-for-nothing lady has a great fortune

It was already daybreak when Yun Ling'er woke up.

Her head was dizzy and her body was exhausted.

Every time the poison took effect, she would become extremely ugly.

However, after the poison starts to spurt blood, his appearance will return to normal.

This is also the reason why she asked Mingge to take Ningsang away when the poison first took effect.

She didn't want them to see her miserable appearance.

Every time the poison took effect, she would feel extremely uncomfortable when she woke up.

Sitting up, Yun Linger was stunned.

"Ok?"

Yun Linger frowned and let out a light exclamation.

Why is this time different?

In the past, whenever the poison took effect, I would wake up the next day feeling severe pain in my body, as if it was falling apart.

It's just a headache this time?

"you're awake?"

Yun Linger raised her eyes in response and met the cold eyes of Immortal Wufeng.

"Yes, Master."

"Thank you, Master, for saving my life." Yun Ling'er bowed to express her gratitude.

Every time, Immortal Wufeng detoxified her, her body would be weak for a few days.

She was very grateful to her Master.

She was picked up by her master and brought back to the sect when she was young. Without her master, she wouldn't be where she is today.

"It's okay. You were born with the poison. Your parents threw you away because you couldn't get rid of the poison. I, your master, took pity on you, an orphan who couldn't survive, so I brought you back."

"Now, you only have two more times to completely cure your poison, and your power will surely break through again."

Immortal Wufeng raised his hand, and a stream of spiritual power flowed out from his fingers, gently lifting Yun Linger up.

"Ling'er, go ahead. Your sister has been waiting for you all night. She is worried that if you don't go out, she will be worried."

Immortal Wufeng waved gently towards Yun Linger.

The door of Wufeng Palace opened in response.

Yun Ling'er turned around and met Ning Sang's blood-red eyes.

Yun Ling'er walked over quickly.

"Ling'er, why don't you go back to Ling Palace?"

He raised his hand, and a blue light flowed in the palm of his hand, gently covering Ning Sang's eyes.

Yun Ling'er's hands were extremely warm.

Ning Sang felt the warmth in his eyes and his eyes became sore.

"Sister, are you okay?" Ning Sang asked with a trembling voice.

"It's okay. What's wrong with me? I still have to wait for Ning'er to grow up and become the most powerful person in this Pole Star."

"We also need Ning'er to make the reputation of our three beauties of Ling Palace known throughout the entire Pole Star."

Yun Ling'er chuckled and took her hand away.

Meeting Ning Sang's eyes, her worries were dispelled.

"Mingge, come here."

At this time, Yun Ling'er looked at Ming Ge beside Ning Sang.

Raising his hand, the blue light covered Mingge's eyes again.

The two of them had been worried all night, and the red bloodshot in their eyes had all disappeared at this moment.

"Sister, why are you still so pale?"

Ning Sang looked at Yun Ling'er's expression, but still felt something was wrong.

Green spiritual power surged out of her hand, grabbed Yun Ling'er's arm, and channeled it into her body.

As the son of the sacred tree, Ning Sang has a very good healing effect from the wood spiritual power in his body.

Yun Ling'er was feeling much better now.

"Okay, Ning'er, there's no need to do this. I'll just go back and recover in a few days."

Yun Linger pinched Ning Sang's cheek, then turned and looked inside the Wufeng Palace.

"Ning'er, Master wants to take you into seclusion. I'll bring all these with you later."

Yun Linger took out a lot of jade bottles from the storage ring.

Ning Sang was stunned when he saw the jade bottle.

It is the Holy Spirit Spring.

She and Mingge have been here for a year and already know how precious this Holy Spirit Spring is.

Normally, Yun Linger only sends it out once a year.

These bottles are probably all she has saved over the past decade or so.

She and Ming Ge had drunk one together once. During this year, Yun Ling'er accompanied the two of them and they also drank one each. Now there are seven left.

Yun Linger is now eleven years old, which means that she has received at most eleven bottles in total.

She herself only drank one bottle.

Ning Sang pursed her lips and looked at the jade bottle in her hand.

"Sister, no need. Master will take me to retreat, and these things will definitely be ready."

Having said that, she looked at the Immortal Master Wufeng behind Yun Linger.

"Master, right?"

Immortal Wufeng paused in his steps.

Then he stared speechlessly at Sang Ning's calculating eyes and smiled helplessly.

"Right, right, Ling'er, keep your things. This time, I'm taking Ning'er to retreat. It will probably take a long time. I've prepared everything for her. This time, I plan to let her break through to the seventh level directly before coming out of retreat."

"Seventh grade?" Yun Linger widened her eyes.

Even the master is only at the eighth level of cultivation now!

If Ning Sang could reach the seventh level of cultivation, how long would it take?

This seclusion will last no more than a hundred years!

"Well, with her Chaos Spiritual Roots and Natural Chaos Body, she must start practicing special techniques as soon as possible. It's a waste of time to stay here."

"But..." Yun Ling'er looked worried.

"But she is only a five-year-old child."

Ning Sang's bone age is only five years old.

I have been practicing in Lingshan for about a year now, but I am not yet six years old.

How could such a young child endure being secluded for ten or eight years?

"She has Chaos Spiritual Roots, so she is different from ordinary children. If she uses the cultivation method of ordinary children, it will hinder her path."

Immortal Wufeng spoke in disapproval.

"Ling'er, don't be confused."

Yun Linger pursed her lips and looked at Ning Sang, but she was unwilling to agree to let Ning Sang go into seclusion.

Even with ordinary talent, it may take a hundred years for one to become a seventh-grade cultivator.

Even if Ning Sang is a chaotic spiritual root, it still depends on what is needed.

Yun Linger opened her mouth and wanted to say something.

Ning Sang grabbed Yun Linger's hand.

"Sister, it's okay. I can do it."

Ning Sang raised his eyes and met Yun Ling'er's eyes with a smile.

Yun Linger lowered her eyes, her eyes full of reluctance.

"Practicing cultivation is to go against the will of heaven. Although I am only five years old, I want to become stronger. When I become stronger, I will start refining pills. I don't want my sister to be tortured by poisons anymore."

"Besides, I'm almost six years old."

Ning Sang explained softly.

Although she is only five years old here, she is seven years old on Blue Star.

Now, nearly a year has passed, and Ningsang is probably almost six years old.

When she was on Blue Star, she wanted to become stronger.

Want to find the sacred tree.

Now, she wants to find the sacred tree, wants to return to Blue Star to find Yuanchu and Ning An, and wants her sister to never be tortured by the poison again.

Her concerns seemed to be growing.

Now, the chaotic divine power of this sacred mountain is so strong that she doesn’t believe it has nothing to do with the sacred tree.

But in this year, she still hasn't found the secret of the sacred tree.

Perhaps, if Immortal Wufeng takes her away, it will be an opportunity.

Looking at the determination in Ning Sang's eyes.

Yun Ling'er was deeply touched.

He raised his hand to wipe the moisture from the corners of his eyes and replied, "Okay."