Mortal: Fight monsters and upgrade, I will enjoy immortality!

After seeing off a few people, Ye Ming flicked his sleeves, and the jade table that was littered with cups and plates instantly became clean and spotless.

Then he walked into the spirit boat. He did not see Chen Qiaoqian and others in the living room. He closed his eyes slightly, and when he opened them again, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Then he walked towards a bedroom in the boat, opened the door and walked in.

In the center of the bedroom, which was supposed to be an empty space, there was a light red wooden bed.

The little girl named Bai Guoer was lying there unconscious.

The girl's face was slightly wrinkled in pain, and it was slightly blue, and her lips were slightly purple.

The young woman in white, Yue Hua, the middle-aged monk, Chen Qiaoqian and others stood beside the wooden bed, looking at the little girl with different eyes.

"The origin of the cold poison in this little girl's body is not simple. You use the flame wood as a cold-repellent device. Although it can suppress some of the cold, the cold poison has already been integrated into the meridians. This little flame power is of no use at all." Ye Ming walked to the side of the wooden bed, with a hint of surprise on his face.

"Ah, senior, you are here." Yue Hua, a young woman in white, was looking at the little girl on the bed with pity on her face. She was suddenly startled when she heard the voice.

Then he smiled bitterly and said, "I know this, but I always have some luck, thinking that this Yanmu bed can more or less reduce the pain when Guoer's cold poison attacks."

After hearing this, Ye Ming glanced at the girl calmly, then grabbed one of the girl's arms, with blue light flashing in his pupils.

Seeing this, the young woman and the middle-aged man couldn't help but hold their breath and dared not make any noise.

Not long after, Ye Ming's eyes flashed, and he suddenly grabbed the girl's arm, and a layer of golden light instantly appeared on his palm.

As the spiritual light flowed, the green energy covering the girl's face flowed down and gathered towards the place where Ye Ming's palm was. In a moment, it condensed into a green energy ball the size of an egg, which was faintly visible at the girl's wrist.

A gleam of light flashed in Ye Ming's eyes, and he turned his other hand over. Suddenly, a silver needle appeared between his fingers. It flashed and stabbed into the girl's wrist.

"what"

The young woman and the middle-aged man's faces changed.

There was a flash of silver light, and a small hole was pierced on the girl's wrist. With Ye Ming's magic power, a drop of bright red blood emerged from it.

Ye Ming moved his fingers slightly, and the silver needle disappeared in a flash. A white jade plate the size of a palm appeared in his other hand.

Then he placed the jade plate under the girl's wrist, and blood immediately dripped down.

With a "clang" sound, the moment the essence and blood fell into the plate, it solidified into ice, making a pleasant crisp sound.

Seeing this scene, the young woman and the middle-aged man's faces changed again.

Ye Ming collected the drop of blood and the jade plate expressionlessly, and the palm holding the girl's arm suddenly shone with golden light.

The ball of green energy in his hand faded and dissipated in the blink of an eye amidst the flashing golden light, and finally disappeared without a trace.

"Senior, what's happening with Guo'er..." the young woman asked worriedly.

"Don't worry, this is the cold poison in her body. I have dispelled it. Let her rest here for a while. Go out, I have something to ask you." Ye Ming explained briefly, turned around and walked out.

Although the young woman and the middle-aged man were extremely confused, they naturally did not dare to disobey the order and followed closely.

Several wives also walked behind curiously, wondering if their husbands had been here for more than a month just for these people?
So after a while, Ye Ming sat in the main seat of a spacious hall inside the spirit boat, tasting a cup of spirit tea in his hand, his eyes flashing slightly, as if thinking about something.

Seeing Ye Ming like this, the others naturally didn't dare to disturb him. Not long after, feeling that it was almost ready, Ye Ming raised his eyebrows, put the teacup in his hand on the table beside him, and slowly said something to the young woman and the middle-aged man.

"My two fellow Taoists, please tell me about the cold poison in your daughters' bodies. When were they discovered? What symptoms did they have afterwards?"

The young woman and the middle-aged man looked at each other, and the middle-aged man said, "Reporting to the senior, it happened when Guo'er was nine years old. At that time, Guo'er was practicing, and suddenly, for some reason, he fainted. When we checked his body, we found that he had this cold poison.

However, it was just a tiny trace at first, and we didn't pay much attention to it at first, and used some common methods to remove the cold poison, but it only added fuel to the fire and it got worse rapidly. In just a few years, it became what it is now."

"Later, I also asked some experts to make a careful diagnosis. It is said that the cold poison in Guoer's body is caused by a very rare kind of cold air in the lungs, which is very different from the ordinary ice poison in the world. Except for the combined cultivators using tremendous magic power to forcibly expel it, only a few rumored extremely yang elixirs can neutralize this cold poison." The young woman in white added.

"Hehe, these so-called 'experts' are actually just mediocre people. The thing that this little girl has is not some kind of coldness in her lungs, but something she was born with from her mother's womb." Ye Ming sneered.

"Ah, but when Guoer was just born, my mother-in-law and I checked her whole body and found nothing abnormal." The middle-aged man said in disbelief.

"Hua Ji, please listen to what you have to say. Could it be that our knowledge is better than yours?" The young woman was much calmer. When she heard Ye Ming say this, she knew that there must be something strange about the cold poison in her granddaughter's body.

Ye Ming continued to explain slowly: "This girl actually has a legendary spirit body, the 'Ice Marrow Body'. This kind of physique cannot be detected at birth, and only when she is nine years old will the signs appear. But the first attack of the cold poison is extremely fierce. It is said that most people with this spirit body will perish in the first outbreak. Therefore, this kind of spirit body is extremely rare and is rarely recorded in some classics."

"Ice marrow body!"

The young woman and the middle-aged man looked at each other with surprise on their faces. This was the first time they had heard of such a spirit.

But after a moment, the young woman continued to ask: "Excuse me, senior, is there anything wrong with this physique, or is there any limitation?"

"This kind of ice marrow body begins to develop at the age of nine, and the coldness in the body will become more and more severe year by year. Generally speaking, when the owner of the spirit body reaches the age of fifteen or sixteen, he will definitely die. With the little girl's current condition, the icy air has already penetrated deep into her dantian and meridians. She can only live for two or three years at most." Ye Ming said with a chuckle.

"Ah, how could this happen? Senior, is there any way to save it?" The young woman and the middle-aged man asked anxiously at the same time.

"If you want to keep him alive, there are two ways."

"Please tell me which two methods they are!" The young woman was overjoyed when she heard this and asked hurriedly.

"The first is to ask a being in the fusion stage to use powerful magic power to dispel the cold poison every year, and then use his true essence to help cleanse the marrow and meridians. After a hundred years, the owner of the spirit body will be able to adapt to this kind of cold air and it will no longer be able to cause any damage to the body. And after a little practice, this strange cold power can also be transformed into a great magical power called Ice Marrow Cold Soul, which is unimaginable in power."

"Then senior..." The two young women looked at Ye Ming with hope.

"Hmph, do you think the extreme cold power brought by this Ice Marrow Spirit is so easy to suppress? It was okay in the first few decades, as long as it took some time, it could be easily suppressed. But in the last few decades, it is necessary to ensure that the owner of the spirit body is not harmed, and to forcibly dispel the cold poison. Almost every time it is suppressed, the cultivators in the Fusion Stage will lose a lot of true essence. Especially in the last ten years, this kind of loss cannot be made up by meditation at all.

Moreover, during this period, more mana will be needed to cleanse the marrow of the spirit master. This will delay the combined cultivators who take action for hundreds of years of hard training. Do you think I would do such a thing that harms myself and benefits others for no reason? "Ye Ming said with a sneer.

"Oh, so that's how it is..." The young woman was stunned. If that was true, who would be willing to waste hundreds of years of hard training for a person who was not even a relative?

The middle-aged monk then asked: "Senior, what about the second method you know?"

"The second solution is to look for the legendary spiritual medicine, refine a few kinds of extremely yang elixirs, and forcibly use the method of water and fire to change the ice marrow body. But these spiritual medicines are all hard to find in the world. Not to mention you, even the cultivators of the refining and fusion stage may not be able to find them.

Moreover, even if one really obtains the spiritual medicine and refines the Zhiyang Pill, after taking it, there will be endless troubles. Although this method can break the ice marrow body, it will also destroy the spiritual root qualifications of the owner of the spiritual body. In serious cases, the spiritual roots are completely destroyed and become an ordinary person. In mild cases, the spiritual roots become extremely inferior, and the road to cultivation is full of hardships from then on. "

Ye Ming's ruthless words made the middle-aged man's face turn pale and he had nothing to say.

(End of this chapter)