Quick Travel: Dream Hunt

Then, she stood up, stretched her stiff body, and took out another life grass from the space. This time, she did not swallow it raw rashly. Instead, she used the power of the Destruction Pearl to slowly melt the life grass into spiritual liquid, and then slowly introduced it into her body, hoping to make better use of these precious spiritual herbs to improve herself.

Who would have thought that even though he had put in a lot of effort and swallowed more than a dozen Life-giving Grasses, he had absorbed a lot of spiritual energy into his body, but his spiritual roots had never been able to take root. He didn't know what was going on, but even after refining so many Life-giving Grasses, his body couldn't digest any of them, and all of them overflowed...

Ting He collapsed on the bed with a headache, sobbing softly with her lips pursed. Her legs kicked vigorously on the bed, and she looked very unreasonable. She rolled over and over, which was really unbearable to watch.

Apart from the little fairy who was despised and thrown away by Jinniang and was silently feeling sad in the space, Tinghe had been refining the spiritual herbs every day but had not made any progress. Tomorrow is the day of the banquet for the ascension ceremony. I am afraid that Jinniang will also announce her identity as a little fairy to the public tomorrow. However, a little fairy without spiritual roots and no cultivation would probably find it difficult to convince the public.

At this time, System Lao Liu hesitated and said:

"Host... Actually, actually, what Jinniang said is correct. It has nothing to do with the immortal body. The reason you don't have spiritual roots is because you are a leaky soul. No matter how many living spiritual grasses and heavenly spiritual grasses you refine, you can't produce spiritual roots."

At this point, System Six continued, "I have a compelling reason not to tell you the truth, but your soul is really torn into pieces. In fact, your soul was pieced together by the mayflies, and your own soul had long been shattered in the continuous backtracking. Now, apart from your original broken soul, the only thing that supports your soul to be pieced together is the scattered soul repaired by the mayflies..."

"So, no matter how many bodies a leaky soul like you changes, it will always be a funnel and cannot store any spiritual energy. You will never be able to cultivate in this life, unless... unless..."

Ting He was already dumbfounded. She understood every word that System Lao Liu said, but she couldn't understand them together. She asked with trembling lips:

"So what? I am just a pieced-together thing? What is a mayfly? I am just an ordinary nanny. I was reborn into the maid Liu Tinghe by chance. What do you mean by that? Are you saying that I have been dead for a long time and my soul has been scattered, and I am able to continue to live only because of the residual soul pieced together by the mayfly? What about you? Who are you? Who saved me with the mayfly? Who am I, and how did I end up with my soul scattered? What is the truth you are talking about? Am I really unable to practice? Then why do I keep doing missions? Tell me, what does it mean? Who am I? And, unless of what? Tell me quickly."

Ting He's eyes were bloodshot as she struggled. Her tearful face and incredibly cold body made her look like a madman.

System Lao Liu was frightened by Ting He and trembled all over. It said tremblingly:

"Host, don't be like this. Old Six is ​​scared. Don't get excited. Your soul will break if you get excited. Then even more mayflies will not be able to save you. When the master finds out, he will have to go to great lengths to save you..."

Having said this, the energy body whose shape could not be seen made a gesture of covering its mouth and dared not speak anymore.

Ting He asked as if he had grasped a life-saving straw: "Master? Who is it? Who is your master? Why did he save me? What exactly is the mayfly? Tell me quickly, or I will commit suicide immediately."

As he said that, Ting He conjured up a dagger and placed it across his neck, threatening and forcing System Lao Liu to answer.

But how could the system dare to do that? It trembled and said, "Don't, don't do this. I really don't know. Even if you commit suicide, I don't know what to say. Calm down, host, don't do this. I have a way to make you grow spiritual roots. Be obedient, put down the dagger, yes, just like that, put down the dagger, and I will tell you how to regenerate spiritual roots now..."

After hearing He Mu Ne put down his spiritual root, and after Lao Liu relaxed, he directly cut his neck with a dagger. Seeing the blood slowly flowing down his neck, the system Lao Liu was frightened and shouted:

"No, host, you are crazy, don't hurt yourself, Lao Liu is wrong. Lao Liu will tell you now, you only need to use more mayflies stained with divinity to stabilize your soul and repair your spirit, and then use the soul pill to assist. However, that mayfly is the master xxxxxxxxxxxx, as long as the master xxxxxxxx, you will be able to grow spiritual roots in a short time... xxxxxxxx beep beep, the system fault has not been identified yet, the system will be forced to shut down..."

As soon as he finished speaking, System Laoliu lost contact, the system sound also disappeared, and the entire system fell into silence.

Ting He didn't care about the dagger with dark spiritual power on his neck, and immediately called out in his mind:

"Sixth Brother? What's wrong with you? Come out quickly. What you just said was just a beeping sound, I didn't hear anything clearly. Where is the Mayfly? Where is the Soul Pill? Who is your master? You didn't tell me anything. Why are you silent? Sixth Brother? Come out quickly..."

Tinghe shouted for half an hour but the system didn't respond to her. She was so thirsty that she had to prepare to bandage the wound on her neck. But when she looked in the bronze mirror, she found that her neck was smooth without any sign of damage. Tinghe couldn't help rubbing her eyes, thinking that she had seen it wrong and thought that everything just now was a dream.

Since the system couldn't be contacted and the little fairy was still autistic, she couldn't help but frown. She hurriedly recorded the matters about the mayfly and the soul pill in a book and saved it in the space, preparing to look for it while looking for the heavenly spirit grass. Tomorrow is the day of the ceremony. Forget it, she should catch up on some sleep first. Tomorrow she can take advantage of the chaos to leave the Loulan tribe's land.

The morning light was like a golden veil, gently covering the earth. The next morning, the sky was as blue as if it had been washed, with a few wisps of light white clouds floating like silk.

The dewdrops sparkled on the grass leaves and flower petals, like tiny diamonds.

The sunlight shines through the gaps in the leaves, creating colorful shadows.

It was at this time that Tinghe was helped by the maid to wash and dress up. She was served with a look of despair, and was led to Jinniang's ascension ceremony, where she sat in the second seat, in front of the seat of the great elder. Many people looked at her seat, whispering from time to time, and occasionally pointing fingers.