Painting of the Nine Immortals Chapter 29: Life is on the horizon

　　Linghu’s home is located in the most remote corner of Lingfu. There are only two thatched houses, which are even more dilapidated than Lingxian’s home.

　　 At this moment, Hu Ziniang was lying on the bed with a sickness. Her face was pale as paper, her eyes were dull, and there was a breath of life around her body.

　　 She is just a mortal and doesn’t know how to practice. Because she is combined with a cultivator, Linghu’s father, her fragile mortal body cannot bear the powerful spirit of the cultivator. After giving birth to Linghu, it led to lack of congenital essence and blood loss, which left the root of the disease.

　　 This kind of illness is rare. Normal practitioners would not choose to combine with a mortal, but there are exceptions to everything. Ling Hu’s father has a soft spot for her, but unfortunately, a very beautiful love story. , It has become the current tragedy.

　　 Originally, her condition was within a controllable range, but her bones were always weak. But three years ago, Linghu's father died in a family mission. This sad news made her extremely sad. The illness broke out all at once, and her body was getting worse and worse. If not for Linghu, she would have died. .

"Ahem ...... cub, do not be sad, your mother to accompany your father, and so he lonely below." Mother cub struggling with openings, pale face was visible once beautiful.

　　 "Mother, I don't allow you to say silly things, you will be fine, you will be!" Ling Hu knelt down in front of the bed, and tightly grasped her hand.

　　 Her jet-black eyes were dim, she seemed to think of the good time with Linghu father, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and said: "Mother misses your father, cough cough... If you don't worry about you , I wanted to go down and look at him a long time ago, lest the dead ghost find you a second mother, but with his clumsy appearance, probably no girl would marry him, huh, just me. Lost my heart, followed him in the wind and the rain. So many years have passed in a flash, and the years are rushing."

　　 "Mother...I don't want you to die!" Ling Hu said with great compassion, and said eagerly: "Mother, you can hold on for a few more days, and you will be healed when the Qizhen Pavilion's pill arrives!"

　　 "You child." Hu Ziniang shook her head, forced herself to sit up from the bed, and said, "Go, bring the mirror for my mother."

　　 Linghu nodded, turned around to find a mirror and handed it to her.

　　 Looking at the pale face in the mirror that was covered with weather and frost, the beauty was no longer beautiful, Hu Ziniang sighed lightly, stroked the hair that fell to the front of her forehead behind her ear with her hand, and said: "I think so There are many cultivators who are famous from far and near, but my mother, I just fell in love with your dad’s elm bump. I like his clumsiness and loyalty."

　　 Linghu listened silently, listening to all the good things that had happened between the parents, unknowingly, tears were already streaming down his face.

　　"Why are you crying? Wipe away your tears." Hu Ziniang lightly rebuked, "You are not a kid anymore. You have to learn to be strong. After your mother is gone, you can only rely on yourself. Please come forward, Guangzong Yaozu, as long as you can live peacefully in this sinister world, your mother and your father can rest in peace under Jiuquan."

　　 "Mother, don't say that." Ling Hu clasped her hand tightly and said: "You will be fine, there will be nothing wrong. Hold on for a while, once Qizhen Pavilion's spirit pill is delivered Come, mother, you will be saved."

　　"Stupid boy, cough cough... There are fixed numbers for birth, old age, sickness and death. My mother should have died a long time ago, but God couldn’t bear to have you alone in the world. That’s why I gave my mother so many years of life to support me. When you grow up, your mother is content, and really content.” Huzi's expression is calm, maybe it is a long-term illness, which made her predict this day, so there is no fear on her face, only a trace of Linghu Nostalgic.

　　 "But... But mother, I can't live without you." Ling Hu burst into tears.

　　 Hu Ziniang looked at her tearful beloved son, resisted the tears, and exhorted: "After my mother is gone, you will follow Lingxian and listen to him carefully. He is a good boy, pure and smart. Smart, the most important thing is that he emphasizes feelings, especially kindness. He has the ability now. If you follow him, he will definitely take care of you as a brother."

　　 "Yes! Brother, he must have a way, mother, hold on, I will go find him now!" Linghu's eyes flashed with a trace of expression, and the multiple shocks Lingxian brought him that day made him already Regarding Lingxian as an omnipotent god, he suddenly remembered at this moment, and a glimmer of hope couldn't help rising in his heart.

　　 was about to take steps to find Lingxian, when he heard a soft voice coming.

　　 "No need, I'm here."

　　 Ling Xian flashed around, and instantly walked from the door to the bed. He looked at the haggard Hu Ziniang on the bed, his eyes were a little red.

　　 "Brother, you are an alchemist, think about a way to save my mother." Ling Hu said eagerly.

　　 "Have you not bought the medicine in Qizhen Pavilion?" Ling Xian asked.

　　 "No, the steward of Qizhen Pavilion said that the pill that can cure my mother needs to be transported from the headquarters. I will just come back from Qizhen Pavilion, and the pill... hasn't arrived yet." Ling Hu whispered. road.

　　"But, depending on the physical condition of the lady, it won’t last long." Ling Xian frowned tightly, grabbed Hu Ziniang’s hand, and rebuked himself: "Auntie, I’m sorry, I’m late, it should be long overdue. Come to see you."

　　 "Stupid boy, you have to be busy with your business. Auntie doesn't blame you. If you can come to see me for the last time, the auntie will be content." Hu Ziniang smiled kindly, patted his hand, and said with satisfaction:" I heard Ling Hu say that you can now cultivate and become a noble alchemist. Seeing that you have the ability to survive, even if I leave, I can rest assured of you."

　　 Lingxian sighed long, deep sorrow welled up in his heart. He was lonely and helpless since childhood. It was the kind woman in front of him who gave him the warmth of the family, treated him as her own, and took good care of him.

　　 But now, this woman who has nurtured him is about to leave. Looking at the sunken eye sockets and haggard face, all of them symbolize that she has run out of oil, and her life is dying.

　　 This made him hate himself, hate his incompetence, and there is no way to save her life.

　　 "Ling Xian, I beg you one thing, you must promise me." Hu Ziniang said seriously.

　　 "Mother, say, as long as I can do it, I will definitely try my best." Ling Xian said sonorously, loudly.

　　 "Okay, I shouldn't have said that you have been through hardships in these years, and you often use spirit stones to help your aunt. Our family owes you enough." Hu Ziniang's face has a deep expression. Guilty, but for the sake of my son, I had to grit my teeth and said, "But, my aunt is going to leave. I hope you can take good care of Linghu for me. He is stupid and doesn't know how to work. In this cannibalistic world , If no one takes care of him, sooner or later, he will suffer a big loss, and even lose his life, so my lady begs you, you must take good care of him, okay?"

　　 "Mother..." Ling Hu wanted to say something, but she was interrupted by her wave. A pair of dim eyes stared at Ling Xian directly. There was too much information in those eyes, such as hope, guilt, and disturbed.

　　 But after waiting for a long time, she didn't see Ling Xian's answer, her heart gradually sank, and she smiled sadly: "It's Meng Lang, Ling Xian, you have not heard my request."

　　 "Auntie, I didn't say no. Linghu is like my own brother. I don't need you to say that I will take care of him, but I think..." Ling Xian smiled suddenly and said, "You will take care of him. Isn't he better?"

　　 "What silly things your child said, I know my own body. Maybe I will die in the next moment, and there is no time to take care of Linghu." Hu Ziniang sighed, her face was full of thick no Abandon.

　　 Suddenly, she looked at the smile on Ling Xian's face, as if she had thought of something, and asked carefully: "Does...you have a way?"

　　 "Naturally, there is a way." Ling Xian nodded heavily, confident.

　　 Just now, his soul has entered the Nine Immortals, and he talked about the matter to the sky, but he was scolded by him, and he was speechless, unable to find any words to refute Dan Xian. .

　　 Because Ling Xian has overlooked one of the most important things, that is the identity of refining the sky, he is the only elixir in the history of alchemy that can match the elixir, known as the sun, moon and stars!

　　His alchemy attainments are ancient and unparalleled, turning the universe into a tripod, taking stars as materials, and a flower and a herb can become an alchemy. The magical alchemy in his mind is as numerous as the sky full of stars. Such a great alchemy engine, how? May not solve Hu Ziniang's disease?

　　After listening to Lingxian’s refining the sky, I searched my memory and found a healing pill called Qionghua Dan. This pill has miraculous effects on the treatment of the loss of the original Qi and blood, and the innate essence is insufficient. It belongs to the sixth grade. The scope of the spirit pill, because Ling Xian is currently only a nine-level alchemy master, he simplified the Qionghua pill recipe slightly and turned it into a nine-level pill recipe, but it was more than enough to treat Hu Ziniang's stubborn illness.

　　 "Brother, do you really have a way?" Ling Hu exclaimed excitedly.

　　" Since I dare to say that, naturally there is a way to cure the aunt~ IndoMTL.com~ With a slight smile, Ling Xian patted Hu Ziniang’s hand and said: "Auntie, you must hold on, you haven’t Seeing Huzi marrying his wife and asking you to report to your grandson, how can you be willing to leave him? "

　　 "Yes, I didn't see him marrying a wife and leaving an heir. How can I feel relieved?" Hu Ziniang's sad eyes flashed with a glare, and the death air flowing around her body seemed to fade a little.

　　Lingxian’s words came to her heart. She had a deep relationship with Ling Hu’s father. When she heard the bad news, she moved her feelings, but because Ling Hu was still young, she didn’t follow. But now, she still feels uneasy about Ling Hu. If there is a way to cure her disease, how can she be determined to die?

　　 Seeing the gleaming look in her eyes, Ling Xian secretly breathed a sigh of relief. His words worked. Hu Ziniang believed what he said and strengthened her belief in living. Only in this way can she persist. He came back.

　　 Otherwise, Ling Xian is really afraid that Hu Ziniang will go first before he can refine Qiong Hua Dan.

　　" Ma’am, don’t worry, as long as you can hold on for three hours, I will definitely come back and heal your illness, and let you watch Linghu marrying a wife and having children, when the wife is filial, and the family will live. Wouldn’t it be beautiful to enjoy the joys of family in the good days of Shanghe and Meimei?"

　　 Lingxian painted a beautiful picture of the future for her. She was in the arms of Hu Ziniang, and then whispered in Ling Hu’s ear: "Hu Zi, take care of the auntie, remember, if you find her spirit is a little sluggish , Just say it again as I just said, and strengthen her belief in living, understand?"

　　 "I understand, brother, go quickly, and be sure to come back soon!" Huzi nodded seriously, looking at him hopefully.

　　 Ling Xian nodded slightly, turned and walked out of the house, and walked quickly towards Lin's Danfang.

　　He wants to open the furnace to make alchemy.