Mortal: The Heavenly Spiritual Root that Begins from the Demonic Path

The three of them sat together and had a meal.

This meal was prepared by Wang Keer. Wang Keer's talent was far inferior to Shu Linger's. She also knew the preciousness of the spiritual objects that could form the elixir, so she gave up on forming the elixir early on.

Because of her, her family gradually prospered.

Wang Keer, now over 170 years old, still likes to cook, and has already mastered the art of spiritual food to the top level of the second order.

The big table was filled with simple dishes such as Chinese water spinach, fried green beans with bacon, roast chicken with potatoes, braised fish, tomato and egg drop soup, and a pot of rice.

However, the water spinach and potatoes are the fruits of second-level spiritual plants, both of which are of second-level quality. The bacon is smoked from the thigh meat of a second-level monster, the chicken is a spiritual chicken, the fish is a second-level spiritual fish, and the eggs are from spiritual chickens.

Although the dish tastes like home-cooked food, the ingredients and techniques used are already at the limit of a second-level spiritual chef. For a cultivator in the early stages of foundation building, a meal like this can more than compensate for a month of hard training.

Yi Jue and Yi Tianxing had not eaten these foods for decades, but neither of them picked up their chopsticks first, but looked at Shu Ling'er.

Shu Ling'er stared blankly at the four dishes and one soup on the table. The chopsticks in the hands of the two people at the table seemed to weigh a thousand pounds.

It seems like I don’t know where to start with the meals we eat every day.

Yi Jue picked up a pair of chopsticks and carefully skimmed off the starch on top, removed a piece of meat from the lower abdomen below the fish head, coated it with the starch juice, and then said to Shu Ling'er,
"Mother, try this fish. This fish is the Jade Fish, right? I was clamoring to eat this fish, and it was you who asked for it from father."

Shu Ling'er seemed to recall the past. She picked up the green jade fish in the bowl, tasted it, and then said,

"Don't flatter me. It was you who asked him for the breeding method and fish fry. It has nothing to do with me."

Yi Tianxing also took over the conversation, and the few of them talked about the past while eating the green jade fish.

As the meal went on, the somewhat stiff atmosphere between the few people was gradually broken. After the meal was over, Wang Keer came over personally and served to collect the tableware and leftovers, and served a pot of tea.

Yi Jue felt a little reluctant when he saw Wang Keer busying around, but some of the things that happened next were really not suitable for outsiders to see.

Although Wang Keer was moving all the time, her eyes were always on Yi Jue. Even when the tea was served, Yi Jue still had no intention of looking at her. Her heart sank slightly, and a sour feeling surged up.

I couldn't help but leave quickly.

After everyone left, Yi Jue personally poured a pot of tea for Shu Ling'er, but he changed the tea to pine tips, which he himself did not often drink.

There are seven pine tips in each cup, with the pine tips standing upside down and forming a formation. It seems as if a faint mist is rising in the teacup.

This pine tip is Nianxu's favorite. Even Yi Jue could only get a few taels of it. This tea can only be grown on spiritual pine tea trees that are more than 700 years old, and the harvest is only about a kilogram every ten years.

It takes seven roots to make a cup of tea. After the seven roots form a formation, drinking the tea will be of great benefit to the consciousness of the Jindan realm.

However, before Shu Ling'er could drink the tea, Yi Jue spoke first.

"Mother, father and I have been wrong all these years."

"In the future, let's eat together, drink tea together, and chat together like we did today, okay?"

"We will never be apart again."

Shu Ling'er's eyelids flickered, and she gently placed the teacup in her hand on the table. Yi Tianxing also said, "Ling'er, I have done something wrong these years."

"I ignored your feelings and made you wait in vain. If you are angry, just vent it on me. From now on, you will live with me."

Shu Ling'er's eyes instantly turned red. When she was a child, she was the little genius and little princess of the Shu family. She was afraid that she would melt if she held her in her mouth, and she was afraid that she would break if she held her in her hands. But since she married Yi Tianxing, her life has become better and she has more resources for cultivation, but she has also become lonely.

Before, Yi Jue accompanied her, and later, Yi Tian accompanied her. Later, Yi Tian also formed a pill, and only Wang Keer was left to accompany her.

It seemed that after forming the elixir, I entered another world. That world was so busy that time seemed to be calculated in a different way. Ten or twenty years passed in the blink of an eye.

However, she was still a foundation-building cultivator, and she knew that her life span was only 200 years. Twenty years at a time would be one tenth of her total life span.

Before, she saw Yi Jue almost once every twenty years. After each meeting, she wanted to wait until the next time, but twenty years had passed and she felt that these twenty years were so long.

It was so long that it seemed like there was nothing else to do except practice.

It was so long that it seemed like she was almost at the end of her life. She was afraid and terrified. It was clearly once every twenty years and she could see Yi Jue six more times. Why was she about to die without even seeing him once?

She was unwilling to give up and tried her best to break through. However, when she was 150 years old, she failed and was seriously injured.

The moment she lay on the bed, she felt her own age, not in her appearance, but she felt the coldness of her bed.

"So, Foundation Establishment cultivators can also feel the cold?"

That night, she was a little hesitant and even a little expectant. If her husband and son heard that she had failed to break through and was seriously injured, would they come to see her?

However, she lay on the sickbed for three days, with only Wang Keer guarding her. That night, her heart was as cold as iron, and a bone-chilling chill enveloped her. She was afraid. She was terrified of death. She was worried that even if she really died, her husband and son would not know.

It was that night that his spiritual consciousness transformed and broke through to the Jindan stage.

She originally thought that after her spiritual consciousness broke into the Jindan realm, she would be able to easily step into the Jindan barrier. However, after she truly recovered from her injuries, she found that she was afraid.

She was afraid that she would not be able to break through and would die of old age.

But she was more afraid of failing to break through and dying without anyone paying attention to her.

Hesitating and worrying, his heart was filled with depression, and as a result, he wasted fifty years without ever making a single attempt to form an elixir.

Because she vaguely knew that if she formed the pill in this state, she would surely die.

"Why did you come back?"

Shu Ling'er held the teacup tightly in her hands, tears slowly flowing down, soon forming a line that slid down from the corners of her eyes.

"Wouldn't it be nice to just let me die in peace?"

The voice became hoarse, the eyes opened, all red, the hands could not stop shaking, and then, a cup of tea was brought into the mouth.
"Just by saying sorry, can everything that happened before be wiped out?"

As the tea went down his throat, the powerful and gentle soul force moistened his sea of ​​consciousness. The spirit that had been gathered by the roar just now, with the new vitality, swept away the chronic illness and the Danjie calamity came. (End of this chapter)