Eternal Life: I'm a Farm Owner in the Cultivation World

Qingyang Sect, Linghaitan.

When Li Sui'an followed Lu Haiming to Linghai Pool in a hurry, he saw Li Fusheng floating above Linghai Pool with a pale face.

Zhou Zhen, Wan Mu, and Xia Yuhao were divided into three positions, sitting cross-legged, pointing their fingers at Li Fusheng, and the spiritual power from their fingertips was continuously instilled into Li Fusheng's body.

"how so?!"

Li Sui'an's eyes narrowed, and he couldn't help but feel a little heartbroken when he looked at his disciple who was weak and fell into a coma, "The attack on the foundation failed successfully, and it was not a failure in forming the pill. How could it be necessary for three people to kill him at the same time?!"

The scene in front of them was clearly the scene of Xia Yuhao and the others using spiritual energy to kill Li Fusheng.

"have no idea!"

Lu Haiming shook his head, "Early this morning, I heard a sound in Linghaitan. I thought it was Fusheng's advancement. It wasn't until Qingluan came to report that Fusheng's advancement failed and his breath was unstable."

After hearing this, Li Sui'an didn't ask any more questions. The spiritual energy lifted her up and floated in the air. She slowly approached Li Fusheng, fearing that she would destroy the formation used by the three to transmit spiritual power.

For a few breaths, she and Li Fusheng sat cross-legged opposite each other, and Li Sui'an couldn't help but put his palms close to each other's chest.

The gentle spiritual power penetrated into Li Fusheng's skin and veins, and it was not until it reached into his Dantian that he discovered that his disciple's spiritual roots had been lost in a mess.

Compared to the Lin family in the Central Plains, Lin Yu's spiritual roots were even more damaged!

Li Sui'an's face darkened instantly when he discovered this phenomenon.

Someone actually stole the spiritual veins of her apprentice Li Suian!

What a courage!

The people who hold the Order of the Three Realms in Beihuang are Quanzheng, the ancestor of Fei Snake Palace, and Xue Xuanzi.

She had thrown Xue Xuanzi into the land of demons in the spiritual world a long time ago. Now that it has only been a year, the demon lord should not throw Xue Xuanzi back.

It's even more impossible for Quanzheng. The Three Realms Order was returned to her hands more than a year ago.

There is only one person now! That is the ancestor of the Flying Snake Palace!

Not caring about so much, the most important thing now is to save his disciple's life first.

A steady stream of pure spiritual energy poured into Li Fusheng's Dantian and began to repair his spiritual roots.

The spiritual roots that were originally intact, intertwined and coiled into a ball, now seemed to have been dug into a hole. Countless spiritual energies are coming and going. Under such circumstances, it is indeed not easy to persist until now.

Li Sui'an used his spiritual power to repair it bit by bit. Sweat appeared on his forehead and rolled down in large drops.

As the sun sets and the stars rise, the entire Linghai Lake is eerily silent, with only the faint cry of Qingluan penetrating through the ears.

I don't know how much time passed, but Li Fusheng's cheeks finally turned rosy, and his dry lips opened and closed. Even though he was so weak, he kept sending messages to Li Sui'an.

"Master, she is a woman. She comes and goes freely. She is dressed in black... Master, is this disciple a disabled person... Master, don't go to her, her aura is very powerful..."

"Stop talking!"

Li Sui'an frowned, his expression extremely grim, "You'll be fine!"

Now she still doesn't know who it is? The woman, dressed in black gauze, has a strong aura. This Northern Wilderness meets the above conditions except for the ancestor of the Flying Snake Palace.

Who else? !

After repairing the last spiritual vein and making sure that disordered spiritual energy would not kill Fu Sheng, Li Sui'an finally took action.

After placing Li Fusheng at the bottom of Lingyun Pond, Li Sui'an bowed to Zhou Zhen and others who had lost their strength.

"Thank you, uncle, senior brother. Thanks to you for helping Fusheng breathe his last breath this time."

"What are you talking about!"

Xia Yuhao waved his hand, "I watched this kid grow up. You were absent for fifty years, but you and I raised him! To be honest, the relationship between us is much deeper than yours!"

Even so, Li Sui'an also understood that Xia Yuhao and others did not want her to take this matter to heart, so they said this.

But at this moment, a spirit pigeon bird came galloping over, hovering above Li Sui'an's head with a clear purpose.

"Spirit pigeon bird!"

Li Sui'an's eyes turned cold, and he suddenly strung his bow. His spiritual energy turned into an arrow and shot down the snow-white dove bird.

The Spirit Pigeon Bird is a kind of monster that likes to listen to melodious songs. In the Northern Wasteland, it usually lives near the Flying Snake Palace.

This bird is rarely seen in other places. Li Sui'an doesn't think there is anything about his sect that can attract the spirit pigeon bird.

Sure enough, a puff of green smoke suddenly emitted from the newly shot dove bird, and the body that had been flesh and blood just now turned into a shadow.

Immediately afterwards, the blue smoke in the sky appeared on the screen like a magic mirror.

In the picture, Quanzheng, who was burned and looked like a human being, was tied to an ancient tree. The fairy rope was tied up, leaving the originally weak Quanzheng without any resistance at all.

There were bright yellow flames all around, and the vegetation was fine, but Tsuen Zheng let out a scream of extreme pain.

"It's Qin Se and Ming!"

Zhou Zhen's pupils suddenly shrank, and he said coldly: "What a vicious woman! Her cheeks were destroyed! She actually wants to destroy other places too!"

"Master Quanzheng..."

Xia Yuhao frowned and looked at Li Sui'an, "The ancestor of Fei Sheng Palace must have found the whereabouts of Quanzheng!"

Li Sui'an looked calm, but his heart was in turmoil. The ancestor of Fei Sheng Palace not only dug out Li Fusheng's spiritual roots, but also tortured Quanzheng like this!

The chests were rising and falling. Seeing Li Sui'an's expressionless face, several people said, "Since this is a family matter of Fei Sheng Palace, girl Sui'an, let's not get involved. Let's first see how to repair Fu Sheng's spiritual roots."

The person who spoke was Zhou Zhen. At this moment, several people still didn't know that Li Fusheng's current appearance was inextricably related to the ancestor of the Flying Snake Palace.

"Two senior uncles and senior brothers."

Li Sui'an pondered for a while and then said: "I have to go out for a while. During this period, I will inspect the sect as soon as possible. I will take Fusheng away."

After that, Li Sui'an threw out Ling Tian Bing, moved Li Fusheng to Ling Yun Pond, and asked the panda team to take good care of him, and then walked towards the place where the phantom appeared.

If she guessed correctly, this was a plan set up by the ancestor of the Flying Snake Palace to lure the tiger away from the mountain.

But it is completely impossible to dig out Li Fusheng's remaining spiritual roots!

Regardless of Li Fusheng! Still Tsuen Zheng! She wants to be saved!

Thinking of this, Li Sui'an stepped on the back of the eye-pecking eagle and disappeared into the Qingyang Sect under the puzzled eyes of Zhou Zhen and Wan Mu.

Xia Yuhao shook his head and sighed: "Junior sister claims to be cold-blooded, but she has always been warm-hearted! She has never done anything wrong to her friends, how can she not save her even if she is facing death!"

"The reason why she was unsure at first is that she hasn't yet figured out what kind of person she is!"

As soon as these words came out, Lu Haiming nodded with a wry smile. If she hadn't been by Li Sui'an's side, how could she have entered the golden elixir now? She knew better than anyone the effects of the spiritual food she ate during those ten years in Zhongyuan! (End of chapter)