Reborn as a girl, I will live forever in the world of immortality

"Oh oh." He Ling opened her eyes after hearing the red fox's cry. Now the spiritual medicine room in the cave is basically taken care of by the red fox. She is only responsible for dripping the precious spring every day. However, the days in the cave are too boring. Sometimes she will forget the time, and the red fox will come to remind her.

Arriving at the stone chamber where spiritual medicines were cultivated, the black dog was still lying beside the spiritual field, dripping precious springs. He Ling looked at the mature black bamboos, waved her hand, and a spiritual sword flew out, harvesting the black bamboos. She had basically used up all the golden sword talismans in her hand when she fought against the red monster Xu Yinhua. Only now that the dates were finally ripe could she draw out the precious springs to cultivate spiritual bamboos.

However, the spiritual bamboo takes a long time to mature, and the amount of talisman paper it produces is also low. He Ling has only harvested the materials for dozens of talisman papers during this period.

After taking out the talisman pen and drawing a dozen golden sword talismans, He Ling felt dizzy. After all, the golden sword talisman was a high-level talisman and consumed a lot of energy.

After collecting the talisman paper and talisman brushes, He Ling remembered that he had not visited Song Yu for more than ten days.

After thinking about it, she walked out of the cave and headed towards the bamboo building. She had done enough for Song Yu. If she really wanted to commit suicide, He Ling would at most sigh and lament.

When he opened the door, he saw that Song Yu had changed into a new coat, and there were a lot more things in the room.

He Ling was stunned. Only then did she remember that she was a cultivator and had spiritual power to protect her body, so she didn't feel cold. Song Yu was a weak woman. Even if she wasn't hungry, she would still feel cold. The only cold-proof supplies she left for Song Yu were the quilt on the bamboo bed.

If Song Yu had not been smart enough to buy some clothes for himself, he would probably still be stuck in the quilt and unable to get out.

When Song Yu was first picked up, she had a lot of decorative jewelry on her hands and feet. There is also a village at the foot of the mountain. I think she must have exchanged the jewelry for some silver to buy these things.

Song Yu's face lit up when he saw He Ling, but he immediately calmed down. He bowed to He Ling and said, "Fairy, you saved me. I really don't have anything to repay you. I am willing to be your slave for the rest of my life. Please accept me."

As he said this, he knelt down to He Ling again.

He Ling looked at Song Yu, and she knew some of Song Yu's thoughts. If she followed him, she could not only often mention this matter around him, but if she really couldn't persuade her, she could also secretly learn some "magic arts". Maybe she could take revenge herself at that time. If she missed this opportunity, how could she, a weak woman, take revenge?

He Ling shook her head, neither refusing nor agreeing.

"Do you really want to be my maid?"

Song Yu gritted her teeth and looked at He Ling with a firm gaze, "Yes, that's right. Please take me in, Fairy Lady." Then she kowtowed to He Ling.

Song Yu did not hold back and knocked the bamboo floor with a loud bang. She did not stop until He Ling told her to.

Song Yu didn't stop even though the skin on his forehead was broken.

He Ling frowned slightly. She originally thought that a spoiled young lady like Song Yu would not be able to endure any hardship. After calming down, she would eventually find a home. It was just that He Ling was stronger and could be relied upon. She did not expect that this woman's character was so firm. After such an action, even He Ling felt a little bit of pity in her heart.

But she still didn't agree. With a wave of her hand, Song Yu could no longer kowtow.

Song Yu looked up at the fairy in white in front of him.

"If you really want to be my maid, then come with me."

Song Yu did not hesitate and followed him all the way to the foot of the mountain. He Ling then took out a small boat from his waist and threw it into the water.

Song Yu was still wondering, when the next moment a splash of water came and an exquisite little boat appeared in front of the two of them. Song Yu's mouth was open as if an egg could be put in it. Only then did she confirm that the woman in front of her was indeed an immortal, otherwise how could she have such means.

After stepping onto the boat, He Ling looked back at Song Yu who was standing there in a daze, "What are you standing there for? Why don't you get on board?"

"Coming." Song Yu responded and jumped into the boat.

After sitting down at the bow, the boat began to move slowly along the river without any wind.

Taking out a bottle of wine and two wine glasses, He Ling looked at Song Yu and said, "Pour it for me."

Song Yu nodded and poured a glass for He Ling. After it was full, he poured wine into another glass.

He Ling's tone was unfriendly, "Did I let you arrive?"

Song Yu was so frightened that his hands trembled, and a sense of grievance rose in his heart. He quickly stopped pouring the wine and said, "Yes, I'm sorry."

He Ling ignored Song Yu's apology and said nonchalantly, "If you become my maid, it will be common for you to suffer grievances in the future. Although I like quietness, I usually have a bad temper."

"Who else told you to sit down? Can a maid sit with the master?"

Although Song Yu had put on a few more clothes, she was a mortal woman after all. There was a cold wind on the river, and she felt that her face had lost all feeling when the wind blew. So she bent down to keep warm. After He Ling said that, she stood up immediately.

The cold wind caused an unnatural blush to rise on her cheeks, but Song Yu remained silent at this moment, and not even a tear of red appeared on her face.

After drinking a glass of wine, He Ling glanced at Song Yu with her eyes slanted. In fact, she had felt sympathy for Song Yu before, but she made up her mind just now. Although she could not take action directly, it would not be a big problem for her to let Song Yu become a cultivator. Then she could let her take revenge on her own, and that would be none of He Ling's business.

But before that, she wanted to test Song Yu's character. Song Yu was in a great disaster at the moment, and it was a period of changing his mentality. If he got rid of the evil, she would become a new evil, which would not be good, so she still had to observe.

After all, the difference between when a person has power and when he doesn't has power is completely different.

If Song Yu doesn't like eating beef at that time, the consequences will most likely be attributed to her. Thinking of this, she said "trouble" in her heart.

"The wine is gone, and you didn't even bother to pour more for the host. How tactless!"

Song Yu reacted and poured He Ling another glass of wine.

The boat sailed along the river for another hour. The cold wind was so strong on the river that Song Yu's frail body could hardly stand. His mind was a mess and he was swaying as if he would fall down in the next second.

Song Yu licked her lips subconsciously. Her mouth was extremely dry and her lips had turned white. There was no saliva to moisten her lips. She felt dazed, but a warmth came from in front of her. After a while, she realized that it was not an illusion. A fiery red bead was floating in front of her.

"Take this bead, or I'll have to collect your body if you freeze to death."

After taking a look at the figure in white in front of him, Song Yu did not refuse. He reached out and grabbed the beads tightly in his hand.

"Song Yu, do you know what it means to be a maid?"

Song Yu didn't know what He Ling meant by asking this, but after thinking about it, he nodded.