Chapter 632 Qing Ling Passes Away (Please Subscribe, Please Bookmark)

Seven years of time turned into a pair of mortals measuring the land of this world with their feet. Once they become cultivators, they can easily return to the Shenquan Mountain in Pingyang County in one day.

The return of Sun Mingsheng and his wife was the same as their departure at the beginning. It did not cause any waves. After all, for most cultivators in the family, the Jindan period ancestor is always an unattainable existence.

In the normal development process of a family, unless it encounters a life-and-death crisis, it will not easily take action.

"How is Qingling's situation? After hearing about it, I bought several high-quality healing elixirs from the Tang Dynasty. After taking them, it is possible to extend your life for several years."

As soon as Fang returned to the family, Sun Mingzeng appeared as soon as he heard about it and handed over several high-quality elixirs.

"It's powerless to save the situation. The damage to the dantian cannot be made up by you, me and the family's cultivation. At present, it has reached the state of exhaustion."

Sun Mingsheng turned back and looked at his beloved wife who was regulating her breath in the cave. His tone and face were all entangled with pain and reluctance.

"It's a pity that you and I have limited strength and have not found the spiritual objects that help condense the golden elixir early. Otherwise, how could Qingling's talent be like this?"

When he said this, Sun Mingzeng also had a look of regret on his face. After all, according to the original plan, it was entirely possible for the family to add a new golden elixir cultivator.

The impact caused by this increase and decrease is completely multiple times, not to mention that Sun Mingsheng, the cultivator with the highest cultivation in the family, will definitely be affected.

"This is fate. If Qingling had waited a little longer, he would definitely not be in the current state. It's a pity, it's a pity."

Sun Mingsheng said helplessly. At this point, even if the Yuanying ancestor came to help, it was too late. Bai Qingling was already on the verge of sitting and dying.

Even though he was reluctant in his heart, he still had to face the cruel reality in front of him and could only bear it head-on.

"Qingling's situation really troubled my brother. He even returned from the Tang Dynasty. It makes Qingling ashamed."

When the two were in an inexplicable state of silence, Bai Qingling, who had always been in seclusion, suddenly appeared, and compared with before, he looked bright and energetic.

"Qingling, are you fine?"

Looking at the lovely girl who had regained her spirits, Sun Mingsheng showed a fleeting look of joy on his face, but then he seemed to think of something and disappeared without a trace.

"It has come to this, why be so sad? Cultivation is against the will of heaven. There are countless people who fail from foundation building to golden elixir. With Qingling's qualifications, even if all kinds of spiritual objects are complete, the probability of failure is more than 50%"

"My husband is completely worried and confused. I need my elder brother to enlighten me more in the future. After all, cultivation is the most important. If I achieve the Nascent Soul in the future, Ling'er will be excited even in the underworld"

At this time, Bai Qingling was completely righteous and reasonable. The little life and energy left were all placed on his concern for his future path of cultivation.

"Qingling, don't worry. With my brother's urging, Mingsheng will definitely not spend too much time indulging in sadness in the future"

Sun Mingzeng patted his chest and promised that this was one of the few things he could do in the future.

Then Sun Mingzeng said goodbye, leaving the little time left for the family of three to enjoy the rare family happiness between cultivators.

During this period, Sun Caizhi also put aside his own practice and stayed with his mother day and night. He was satisfied with this special environment.

As time passed, Bai Qingling's condition not only did not deteriorate at all, but she looked more energetic, her face became rosy again, and even her dry white hair became shiny again. This is the last glimmer of light that belongs only to cultivators.

Thanks to the cultivator's own state, compared with the mortal world, this last glimmer of light will last longer.

But after all, life is beginning to end. During this period, even though the grief and reluctance in his heart became more and more intense, he never showed any of it.

Work at sunrise and rest at sunset, and a month's time passes in a flash.

"Ling'er, you should rest and adjust your breath, and wait for your husband to get a magic pill to replenish your vitality."

Looking at his beloved wife who became lifeless and even unable to move overnight, Sun Mingsheng could no longer calm his inner sadness.

"Husband, Ling'er's deadline has come. These last seven years are the happiest time of Ling'er's life. She is content with this life. Why continue to waste the family's resources?"

Bai Qingling said this simply but kept panting, as if she had consumed endless energy.

"Ling'er, you can rest assured. I will listen to you in everything. I will listen to you in everything."

Sun Mingsheng was just hot-headed. At this time, other means would be ineffective except obedience.

"Husband, the Lichen Pill and Rongshen Liquid you collected are all the best spiritual objects for assisting in pill formation. Since Ling'er has never used them, can you leave them all to Zhi'er?"

"Zhi'er is a cultivator with three spiritual roots. He has a strong character and a promising future. Husband should not vent his anger on him. With him as a companion in the future, Ling'er can rest in peace in the underworld."

The only thing Bai Qingling was worried about in the world was her husband and son. At this moment, her last breath was placed on their bodies and minds.

"Zhi'er will definitely not disappoint her mother's expectations. In the future, he will definitely condense the golden elixir and embark on a new level of cultivation."

Sun Caizhi knelt on his knees, his face full of tears. He agreed to his mother's last wish with all his heart, without any discount.

"I promise that as long as Zhi'er can successfully advance to the ninth level of foundation building, this Lichen Pill and Rongshen Liquid will be used as auxiliary spiritual objects for his advancement to the golden elixir."

Sun Mingsheng naturally agreed to it, not to mention that Sun Caizhi was his only bloodline, so he naturally had the priority right under equal and reasonable circumstances.

"My husband, Ling'er's last wish is to get the news that your husband has achieved the Nascent Soul Great Dao under the Nine Springs one day."

"The reason why Ling'er is so anxious to take the risk of impacting the Golden Core is that she does not want to bring more burdens to your husband, nor can she become a stumbling block to your husband's future cultivation."

This seems to be the last obsession in Bai Qingling's heart. The little energy left in her body has all turned into a pair of bright eyes, staring at Sun Mingsheng motionlessly, hoping to get a positive response.

"Ling'er, just wait in the Nine Springs with peace of mind. If you achieve the Nascent Soul Great Dao one day, I will definitely tell you. If you become a great cultivator one day, I will enter the underworld with my consciousness to reunite with Ling'er."

Sun Mingsheng patted his chest and promised. The so-called great cultivator, the only consensus in the cultivation world is the cultivator of the God Transformation Stage standing on the top.

Only after being promoted to the God Transformation Stage can the cultivator's consciousness be solidified and have the possibility of communicating with the netherworld.

After getting a satisfactory answer, Bai Qingling finally showed a satisfied smile.