Painting of the Nine Immortals Chapter 19: The sorrow of Linghu

　　 Ling Xian is not a fool, although he is only a fourteen-year-old boy, but those bumpy experiences have sharpened his heart and become more mature, so he probably knows that Miss Ling in front of him seems to have a secret love for him. .

　　 This is also normal. First of all, Ling Xian's appearance is not bad, and he looks stable and mature, much more mature than his actual age, and he is still in the most dangerous and helpless time of Ling Tianxiang. In addition, Ling Tianxiang didn't know him at the time, and he didn't know that the two of them were aunts and nephews in name. So Ling Tianxiang, who was in love with him, naturally had a secret affection for him.

　　 It’s just that the identities of the two, after all, are nominal nephews and nephews, which violates morals and ethics, so he cannot accept them.

　　"Forget it, I'm not interested in family competitions." Ling Xian smiled faintly.

　　 There was a trace of disappointment in Ling Tianxiang's beautiful eyes. In fact, she herself couldn't tell the complicated feeling to Ling Xian. She just wanted to see him, talk to him, and be with him.

　　 So, as soon as she heard about Ling Xian’s news, she hurried over and invited him to participate in the competition to win the Secret Realm Token. There is a chance to be alone with Ling Xian.

　　 But, now she was rejected by Ling Xian, which made her feel embarrassed and disappointed, but the heart that first sprouts was also painful.

　　"If this is the case, then I am not reluctant. You came forward when I was in danger the day before yesterday. I can't help but report this kindness. At Songhe Tower in the evening, I will invite you to dinner and talk about my gratitude. How about? "Ling Tianxiang suppressed the pain in his heart and asked unwillingly.

　　 "No need, if you are counted by seniority, I will call you aunt, nephew saved aunt, this is justified, why is it kind?" Ling Xian sighed secretly, and deliberately bit the word aunt. Very heavy.

　　 "Then... okay." Ling Tianxiang's heart trembled, how could she not know that they were nephews? She just kept evading and didn't want to think about this problem. At this moment when Ling Xian pointed out, she had to face this problem squarely.

　　 sighed softly, her pretty face was full of sadness, she was silent for a while, and whispered: "Three days later, the family competition will begin. If you change your mind, remember not to miss the hour. It's true to you. There are many benefits."

　　 Lingxian nodded, motioning to take note of it.

　　 "Well, then I'll go first." Ling Tianxiang smiled reluctantly, then turned and walked outside the door.

　　 was full of joy when I came, but sad when I went.

　　Lingxian looked at her lonely back, shook his head, and sighed slightly: "Family competition, do you want to participate in it?"

　　 The family competition is an annual event of the Ling family. The top ten rewards are very generous. Younger generations from all over the clan can participate. Some of the off-line children who have talents and good cultivation skills are to win The generous rewards for ranking are also in order to be valued by the family, and the direct descendants are to enjoy the admiration of others and show off the limelight.

　　 And this year happened to be in time for the opening of the Secret Realm of Qingcheng. I think there will be more people participating and the competition will be fiercer.

　　 After thinking about it, Ling Xian decided not to participate. He already had the secret token, and he didn’t plan to show off the limelight. Besides, with his current cultivation base, he might not be able to win the first place. After all, he didn’t. Cultivating the tactics, there is no magic, unless he is willing to expose the world in full view.

　　"Brother..."

　　 A muffled thunderous voice disrupted Ling Xian's thoughts. Hearing this voice, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but raised, revealing a brilliant smile.

　　 In the entire Ling family, there is only one person who is willing to call his brother affectionately, that is, he grew up with him since childhood, and there is no Linghu who alienated him because of his inability to practice. Although the two are not related by blood, But even closer than a real brother.

　　 opened the door and saw a dark-skinned teenager standing outside the courtyard.

　　He has a strong face and a strong body. He looks like he is eighteen or nineteen years old, but in fact, he is the same age as Ling Xian, but because of his tall and strong body, he looks a lot older than Ling Xian. .

　　 "Come in, why are you polite to my house?" Ling Xian looked at the only brother in front of him and smiled.

　　 "Hey." Ling Hu scratched his head and smiled honestly: "I just saw Miss Ling run out of your house crying, brother, is that rumor true?"

　　 "When did you gossip like this?" Ling Xian let out a laugh, and exhorted: "Fake, don't tell anyone that she came to me, remember?"

　　 Linghu smiled, his dark face clearly wrote the three words "Don't believe me", but when he saw Ling Xian glared at him, he immediately said: "Remember brother, hehe, I won't talk nonsense. ."

　　 Lingxian nodded and said: "Come in, sit down."

　　 "Brother, I heard that you can practice? And also defeated the arrogant fellow Ling Bai, broke the family's highest secret Canglang Sword Art?" As soon as he entered the house, Ling Hu casually found a chair to sit on. I can’t wait to ask

　　 "Well, how about it, your brother, am I good?" Ling Xian smiled.

　　 "Awesome! I knew that my brother is a dragon and a phoenix. Sooner or later, he will fly into the sky!" Hearing Ling Xian's reply, Ling Hu showed a sincere smile on his honest face, and was happy for Ling Xian's blockbuster. .

　　 Ling Xian's heart warmed. Thinking of the care Ling Hu and his mother had taken to them over the years, their eyes couldn't help being slightly moist. They patted his shoulder and said seriously: "Tiger, thank you, thank you and aunt for doing this For years of care, starting from today, I Lingxian will definitely repay you!"

　　"Brother, what are you talking about? If you didn’t give my mother the family pension to treat my mother’s illness, then there would be no longer my mother. I should say thank you to our family Great kindness, I won't finish my life!" Ling Hu's eyes blushed, and he said loudly.

　　 "Okay, we don't talk about this between our brothers, how is my aunt's condition?" Ling Xian asked.

　　 Hearing the words, Ling Hu's expression suddenly became gloomy, he drooped his head and said nothing.

　　"How about it, come on!" Ling Xian's heart sank, with a bad feeling.

　　 Linghu was silent for a moment, and said in a low voice: "Originally, my mother didn’t let me tell you, I was afraid that you were worried, but I felt uncomfortable in my heart. My mother’s situation...not very good, she is just a mortal, with bones. I was originally weak, and the delay was too long. The doctor visited it two days ago and said that he was dying and the medicine had no effect."

　　 "Is the medicine stone not effective..." Ling Xian frowned. His parents had died since childhood. Ling Hu's mother has been taking care of him and giving him a touch of home warmth. It's just that Ling Huniang's health has never been good. When he was seven years old, she suffered from a stubborn illness. Because there was no Lingshi at home to see a doctor, it has been delayed until now.

　　 "Yeah, I didn't know what it meant at first, but my mother told me later that it meant nothing." Linghu lowered his head, shed two lines of tears, and the whole person was full of sadness.

　　 The man has tears and does not flick it lightly, but he hasn't reached the point of sadness.

　　 gave a long sigh, Ling Xian was also full of sadness, patted his shoulder, and comforted: "Tiger, don't be sad. Aunt Jiren has a natural appearance, and she will definitely get through this difficult situation."

　　 "What else can I do?" Although Ling Hu is only fourteen years old, he has always been strong and an iron man, but now he can't help but burst into tears. His huge fists are clenched and weakly loosened. , Desperately murmured: "Three years ago, the doctor said that if there is a rejuvenating pill, it can cure my mother’s stubborn illness. In the past few years, I have worked desperately to earn spiritual stones. I bought a rejuvenating pill to cure my mother’s illness, but until now, I haven’t got enough spiritual stones, but my mother is already in a state of dying illness, and the rejuvenating pill does not work anymore."

　　"Pill..." A flash of light flashed, and Ling Xian joyfully said: "Tiger, I think, maybe I have a way."

　　 "Do you have a way?" As if the person who fell into the water grabbed the rescue straw, Ling Hu suddenly raised his head, a gleam of hope flashed in his tearful eyes.

　　 Lingxian nodded vigorously, and said in a deep voice: "Yes, since the doctor said that the rejuvenation pills are useful three years ago, now, as long as there is a better effect than the rejuvenation pills, then you can definitely save the aunt. "

　　 "Yes, brother, you are still smart, my head is just a decoration, too stupid." Ling Hu patted his forehead, stood up suddenly, and laughed. But the next moment, he sat down on the ground in despair, and said sorrowfully: "What if there is a spiritual pill that can cure my mother? A rejuvenation pill, I can't afford the spiritual stone that I have stored for three years. Let alone a better panacea."

　　His sturdy face is full of helplessness, his strength in the past has all turned into weakness, his sturdy body seems to be weighed down by a heavy load, and he is curled up weakly, holding his head in his hands, and repeatedly chanting, "There is no spiritual stone" in his mouth. "Damn" kind of words.

　　This is the sorrow of the poor.

　　In this world where even immortality was once possible, what is a mere mortal stubborn illness? It's a pity that Linghu doesn't have a spirit stone and can't afford a life-saving spirit pill.

　　His talent is actually very good, but because of his mother’s illness, he had to work for someone to earn spiritual stones, which took a lot of time, otherwise his current cultivation level would not be limited to the third level of Qi refining.

　　"Stand up for me! See how decadent you are now, is it still the iron man I know? You have survived all these years~IndoMTL.com~ Now that there is hope, why are you so confused? "Ling Xian frowned, hating iron for not making steel.

　　"Brother! That's not hope! That's **** despair! A rejuvenation pill costs three thousand spiritual stones, how many spiritual stones are there for a better one? I have been greedy for black for three years, and only save One thousand and five hundred spirit stones were laid down. Where do you let me get the rest..." Ling Hu roared hoarsely, but at the end it turned into a sorrowful moan.

　　 "Who said there are no spirit stones? You don't, I have!" Ling Xian smiled faintly.

　　 "What?!" Ling Hu raised his head fiercely, fixed his eyes on Ling Xian, and said anxiously: "Brother, do you really have one? Don't lie to me."

　　 "When did Brother fool you? Look what this is." Ling Xian waved his hand, and 20,000 pieces of spirit stones were placed on the ground, shining with a blurred halo.

　　Linghu stared at the hill of spiritual stones in a daze, with shock, joy, and disbelief in his eyes.

　　 "Pop!"

　　 slapped himself fiercely, and Ling Hu wept with joy, as if he had been caught in an evil spirit, and muttered dullly: "It's not a dream, it's true. There are so many spirit stones... Mother is saved, saved. ."

　　 "A total of 20,000 spiritual stones, how about it? Brother didn't lie to you." Ling Xian looked at his dark face full of joy. There was a kind of complex emotions in his heart. There was joy and pride. What was joyful was With these spirit stones, the aunt will no longer be tortured by illness, and Linghu will no longer have to get up early and greedy the dark desperately to earn the spirit stones, so she can settle down and practice well.

　　 What is proud of is that he finally has the ability to help the people he cares about, let the people he wants to protect live a good life, and have the capital to settle down in this cruel world.

　　 That feeling is really wonderful.