Starting with a cultivation technique, I rely on cultivating immortality to hoard goods in the apoca

Chapter 147 The Origin of Life Experience 1
Chen Zui and Zhu Caining both responded: "Okay."

Ye Shang, who returned to the room, did not go to sleep immediately, but still sat cross-legged on the sofa in the room, consolidating his cultivation.

Just advanced, the golden elixir is still a little unstable, or there is too little energy for cultivation in this place.

No matter how much I cultivate myself, I still can't get it fast with energy stones. This is why it is not easy to cultivate in the last days.

Even after advancing, the benefits provided by Heavenly Tribulation are not as much as those in Xuantian Continent.

What's more, she has been wearing a magic robe comparable to the period of crossing the catastrophe, so the catastrophe did not bring her any harm.

Even if she practiced like this at this moment, she still couldn't catch up with the effect of absorbing a core stone or power stone from a high-level zombie.

Ye Shang was running the Energy Control Technique. This technique was special, and at least now it allowed her to practice to overcome tribulations and improve her cultivation level normally.

She had never thought about seclusion, but her consciousness gradually sank into it.

When she realized it, for a moment, she wanted to curse.

Familiar routine, familiar taste, or that mysterious black hole.

Only this time there was something different, a purple stone appeared in the black hole.

It was almost as if Ye Shang had been pulled into the Xuantian Continent inexplicably.

The only difference at this moment is that her consciousness is clear.

After entering the purple stone, Ye Shang's consciousness drifted in the air.

As expected, this is Xuantian Continent, but this location is in the center of Xuantian Continent, a prosperous capital city.

The human world in Xuantian Continent is still controlled by the imperial power, but people in the royal family also practice.

Ye Shang's consciousness was sent to the eaves of a wealthy family, and she watched this in silence.

It was very strange, she only felt a little familiar, even a little repulsive.

Until, a nanny came out holding a baby and said excitedly, "Your Majesty, you are a little princess."

King Duan was dressed in a fine attire and looked like a middle-aged uncle with excellent looks.

Prince Duan's mansion is so powerful that even the nanny's cultivation is a master in the transformation stage.

With a sullen face, he said, "Change it."

Then a guard came forward, took the little Princess from Mammy's arms, hugged her and left.

She was said to be a nanny, but she looked extremely young. She looked at the leaving figure of the guard with a distressed look on her face.

At this time, the little baby let out a burst of crying, the sound was continuous, crying continuously.

From near to far.

There was a sudden thunderstorm in the sky, giving no chance to relax at all, and it rained heavily all of a sudden.

Suddenly, it started raining heavily, and the sound of the rain was so loud that it drowned out the cry of the baby.

King Duan looked at the gloomy sky without a smile on his face and asked, "Have you brought me?"

The old nanny on the other side seems to be older, but her cultivation base is more advanced. During the fusion period, she always had a faint smile on her face. Hearing Duan Wang's question, He took a step forward and said, "It has already been sent to the side of the princess."

Duan Wang pondered: "Yes."

Ye Shang leaned against the hanging beam under the eaves, watching this scene indifferently.

After a while, the nanny from before came out with another child, but the smile on her face was not as real as the first.

"Congratulations, my lord, you are a young man."

Duan Wang suddenly laughed, took the baby, and checked his qualifications: "Haha, good."

Now that there are many aristocratic families and the power is scattered, and he already has eight daughters, he doesn't need to have any more daughters, he only wants a son, but none of the women in the mansion can give birth to a son.

(End of this chapter)