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

He Ling reached out her hand because she saw that she was too nervous, so she wanted to calm her down and make her less nervous. He Ling looked at her expression and knew that she was thinking about something strange again.

"Cough cough," He Ling coughed and quickly withdrew his hand.

"Yan'er, I came to you this time to ask you to do something."

Seeing He Ling's attitude, Huang Yiran thought that He Ling was scared at the last moment. He looked at He Ling with resentment and then said.

"Master, I wonder what you are looking for me for? Master is also a member of Xuanyuan Sect now, so you don't need me to get information from him."

He Ling didn't hesitate. He handed a piece of yellow paper to Huang Yiran and said straight to the point, "Yiran, I want to find the seeds of these spiritual herbs. I wonder if you have any junior brothers and sisters working in the sect's spiritual herb garden."

Huang Yiran glanced at them, a look of shock on his face. "This, this, Uncle Master, these are all foundation-building spiritual medicines! Even if I had ten or eight courageous people, I wouldn't dare to take them. Uncle Master, I really don't have any other options. You should find someone else."

Huang Yiran was really panicked this time. These spiritual medicines, whether they were seedlings or seeds, were all strictly controlled by the sect. If someone found out that they had been stolen and investigated, she would definitely not be able to escape responsibility even if she was just an intermediary.

He Ling poured a wine glass into it and pushed it in front of Huang Yiran. "Yiran, all you need to do is connect me. I'll take care of everything else. You'll also get some benefits, so how about that?"

Huang Yiran's eyes were a little evasive. "Uncle Master, it's not that I don't want to help you, but my ability is really limited. The Spiritual Medicine Garden is under the close supervision of the sect. How can I have the ability to pull any clues out? Uncle Master, please seek help from someone else."

As she spoke, she stood up and said, "Uncle Master, I suddenly feel unwell. I really cannot attend the banquet tonight."

As she took a step forward, a small wooden box suddenly floated over and blocked Huang Yiran's way.

Huang Yin gave He Ling a puzzled look.

He Ling still had a smile on his face. He picked up the wine glass and drank half a sip of the spirit wine. Then he said, "Yi Ran, don't be so anxious to leave. Open this small box first and take a look. It's not too late to make a decision later."

Huang Yiran hesitated for a moment, but finally opened the small box. After all, He Ling is now also a foundation-building cultivator of Xuanyuan Sect, and she didn't want to offend her.

When I opened the wooden box, I saw a brown pill lying quietly in the box, followed by a strong medicinal fragrance.

Huang Yiran's face first showed a hint of doubt and inquiry, then he was stunned, and finally he became very excited.

"Uncle Master, this, could this be the Foundation Establishment Pill?"

He Ling nodded, "Yes, it was the outer disciples who fought so hard to get a single Foundation Establishment Pill."

"Well, the price this time is still satisfactory."

Huang Yin couldn't help swallowing her saliva. This time she couldn't say no no matter what. Although she didn't respond to He Ling immediately, she sat down again, picked up the wine that He Ling had poured for her on the table, drank it all in one gulp, and then spoke.

"Hey, Uncle Master, you don't have to ask me even though you already know the answer. You know I can't refuse you no matter what, so why bother asking?"

Hearing this, He Ling laughed out loud. Apart from anything else, Huang Yiran was quite interesting. Her expression was wonderful. Her face showed three parts of resentment, three parts of joy, three parts of fear, and one part of resentment. It was just like a pie-shaped statistical chart. She didn't expect to see such rich emotional expressions on other people's faces.

Afterwards, they discussed the specific details. Huang Yiran never asked He Ling where this foundation-building pill came from. This made He Ling quite satisfied, and she couldn't help but look up to Huang Yiran a little more.

In this way, after three or five months, several seedlings of spiritual medicines appeared in He Ling's underground spiritual field.

During this time.

Tu Lu had already started his retreat two months ago to strive for foundation building.

After Wen Moren took the second foundation-building pill, he still failed to build a foundation. As for the third one, he was not so anxious. He first practiced for a while, then bathed, changed clothes, burned incense, ate vegetarian food, and worshipped all the gods and Buddhas in the sky. Finally, he went into seclusion again ten days ago.

Five months later, a powerful aura emanated from the training room. When He Ling and Tuba rushed over, they found that it was Tu Lu who came out. She had successfully established her foundation with just one foundation-building pill.

Tulu came out of seclusion and became a foundation-building cultivator. Tuba was the happiest among them. He was really proud of his sister, but he also felt a little embarrassed. He had only reached the seventh level of Qi Refining so far. Compared with Tulu, he, as the eldest brother, was really not up to par.

He Ling saw what he was thinking, comforted him with a few words, and then took out the spiritual tool for testing the proportion of spiritual roots and asked Tu Lu to test it.

Tu Lu has three spiritual roots: gold, water, and earth. After the final measurement, it was found that Tu Lu has the largest proportion of water spiritual roots, which is more than 80%. The earth spiritual root is second, which is 12%. The gold spiritual root has the least, which is only a pitiful 8%.

In Tu Lu's case, he could just practice water-attribute skills directly. He Ling practiced dual-attribute skills mainly because the difference in the proportion of their spiritual roots was not particularly large.

But afterwards, He Ling was in trouble. She didn't have any water-attributed foundation-building skills, and it would be difficult to buy them in Tianning Market.

There was nothing he could do for the moment, and after Tu Lu reached the foundation-building stage, he had no choice but to suspend his cultivation.

Two months later, He Ling finally refined the Feiyu Pill, which was used to help spirit beasts break through.

Xiaohong has been at the ninth level of Qi Refining for quite a while, and her cultivation has long been stabilized.

He Ling put Xiaohong in the underground spiritual field, in the stone chamber where He Ling had retreated when he had broken through the foundation-building stage. He fed Xiaohong three Feiyu Pills in a row, and Xiaohong shook her head, indicating that she didn't need to eat anymore.

After all, the foundation-building of spirit beasts is different from that of cultivators. At this stage, spirit beasts are mainly accumulating spiritual power in their bodies, so at this stage, the amount must be sufficient.

As for Dahei, this big black dog is indeed weird. The spiritual medicines He Ling feeds it are no less than Xiaohong, but its realm improvement is extremely slow. Now it is only a spiritual beast at the eighth level of Qi training, and there is still some distance before it can build a foundation.

However, the black mist it exhaled was extremely magical. Even with He Ling's current spiritual power after building his foundation, he could see things one foot in front of him in the mist, but he could not distinguish anything in other directions.