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

After He Ling walked out of the underground spiritual field, he heard another piece of good news.

This was the third time that Wen Moren took the foundation-building pill, and he finally succeeded in building his foundation. When He Ling came out, he saw that the little old man's face was flushed and he had an unstoppable smile on his face.

After He Ling congratulated him, Wen Moren knelt down in front of He Ling and kowtowed to her on the spot. He Ling tried to help him up, but he was still reluctant to get up. Finally, he kowtowed to He Ling eighteen times before he gave up.

Wen Moren was a person with four spiritual roots. He was almost eighty years old when he finally reached the ninth level of Qi training, and he stayed at the ninth level for almost seventy years. If it weren't for He Ling, he would have absolutely no hope of building a foundation in this lifetime, so he was truly grateful to He Ling.

Afterwards, He Ling took out the spiritual tool for testing the proportion of spiritual roots and tested it for Old Wen.

It was the first time that Wen Moren heard the term "spiritual root ratio", and he found it quite fresh.

Among his spiritual roots, earth spiritual roots account for the largest proportion, and the other spiritual roots together only account for about 30%.

But the old problem still exists. He Ling does not have any suitable skills. Wen Moren does not care. He is very satisfied with his life just because he can achieve the foundation. Even if he does not make any further progress, he is willing to do so.

Now, with He Ling and Qing'er, Tulu and Wen Moren, He Ling has a total of four foundation-building combat forces. However, Tulu and Wen Moren have no skills, let alone refining magic weapons, so they only have a foundation-building framework.

According to He Ling himself, the Red Flame Golden Sword Technique has indeed achieved certain results, but he dare not use the male and female swords, which are the most important supporting techniques, for sacrifice and training. His combat power is currently in a very embarrassing situation.

These problems could not be solved in a short period of time, but after leaving the territory of Xuanyuan Sect and He Ling completely let go, these were no longer big problems.

She has almost endless elixirs and dates. Now, when Xiaohong wakes up, she will have five foundation-building warriors on her side, which is almost the wealth of some small immortal cultivation families.

The spiritual energy in Nanli is thin, so there shouldn't be many Jindan cultivators. With He Ling's lineup, almost no one dares to mess with him.

However, all of this is just He Ling's guess. Nanli Valley is vast and sparsely populated, and there is not much information. He Ling can only guess based on some marginal information, and the details are still unknown.

Almost half a year passed like this, and finally there was some movement from Xiaohong.

He Ling had been in the underground spiritual field all this time. As soon as Xiaohong made a movement, He Ling went over to meet her.

When he opened the huge stone door, he saw that Xiaohong had not changed much.

Its body has grown a bit, from the appearance of a little fox to the size of a big dog, but it is still slender overall, so it looks much bigger than a big dog.

The hair on its body is also much brighter than before, all red, but its belly is snow-white, and it has a long tail that is so red that it seems to emit flames.

Xiaohong stretched her body and then called out to He Ling.

"Ying ying."

He Ling couldn't pick up Xiaohong now, so she could only touch its head and ask what changes had happened to it.

Xiaohong made two more "weeping" sounds, and its tail suddenly grew longer and bigger. Then, a layer of flame phantom appeared on the red fox tail. When it swung its long tail, several flames were thrown out. The flames stuck to the stone wall and seemed to have no power. However, in just a moment, the flames burned a big hole in the stone wall, and the flames burned more and more vigorously, with no sign of weakening.

He Ling quickly spoke up and asked Xiaohong to put away the flame. Xiaohong swept its long tail again, and the flame floated back onto its tail.

Xiaohong whimpered twice again.

Xiaohong then squatted down, opened her fox mouth and exhaled a puff of white air, and then a little girl who looked like a carefully carved porcelain doll appeared in her place.

Xiaohong's transformation this time has undergone some changes compared to the previous one, but overall it is not big. The ears on the head and the tail behind the back are gone.

When Xiaohong transformed into a human form, her hands and feet were still like furry fox paws, but now they have turned into two pairs of white and tender human hands and feet.

The little girl opened her mouth but didn't say anything. She only made two "嘤嘤" sounds.

"Oh, you can transform? Xiaohong, let me see how you transform."

The little girl nodded, and another burst of white mist came out of her body. Then her figure suddenly grew taller, and her figure became more graceful.

As the white mist dissipated, another "He Ling" appeared in the same place. However, this He Ling was wearing a red dress, and there was something weird between her eyebrows and eyes. However, from a distance, she looked exactly like the real He Ling.

She looked at the "He Ling" in front of her. He Ling's face was a little strange. After all, a person who looked exactly like her was standing in front of her. She was a little dazed for a moment.

He Ling couldn't help but walked forward and touched Xiaohong's face, raised her arm, and finally swept it towards Xiaohong's chest. A blush appeared on He Ling's face. She didn't notice it before, but from her perspective, the scale of these two things was really not small.

Then she seemed to be comforting herself and said, "It's mine, so what if I touch it?"

However, when she really tried it, He Linggang felt a little disappointed. Xiaohong's transformation was just an illusion after all. It felt hard and furry to the touch, which was obviously different from what she had imagined.

Xiaohong didn't feel anything strange, "Hmm?"

He Ling shook her head, "It's okay, Xiaohong, just change back."

"Can you transform into anyone? Is there a time limit?"

"Ying ying."

"You can only transform into me for now? Perhaps you've had too little time to acquire this skill. If you practice more, you might be able to transform into someone else. As for the time, an hour isn't too short. Xiaohong, your magical power is not weak."

As she spoke, Qing'er took the initiative to stick her head out and gave He Ling a rather resentful look.

But it remembered that when she obtained the magical power of wings, He Ling did not say this.

Qing'er stared at He Ling until her brows itched a little. Pretending not to notice her gaze, He Ling chatted with Xiaohong for a few more words.

As for the other changes, which are some physical changes and the ability to release spiritual power, there is no need to mention them.

Now Xiaohong has also successfully broken through the foundation-building stage. In total, He Ling has five foundation-building fighters under her. However, she is not in a hurry to go to the Nanli area. There is still about a year left, so it is no problem to improve her strength further. However, the problem of Tu Lu and others' cultivation methods is a bit troublesome.

There are no large towns near Xuanyuan Gate, so I'm afraid I can only find a way to learn the foundation-building technique after reaching Nanli Valley.

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Almost a year later, He Ling, dressed in white, stepped into the Contribution Hall again.

This time, the person in charge of recording at the front desk was replaced, but it was still an old man. He Ling couldn't help but sigh that there were so many old men in the Xuanyuan Sect. There was one guarding the door, one in the Contribution Hall, and she saw two at a time in the library. She would also see one or two from time to time when she went to other places.

However, He Ling was not surprised. If he was really a Foundation Establishment cultivator at such a young age, he probably would not be willing to come to this Contribution Hall and be a small manager?

I told the old man who was recording the mission about it. He didn't know about it before, so he looked through a lot of books used for recording and finally confirmed it.

He took out a small jade pendant and gave it to He Ling, saying that this jade pendant was proof that they had arrived in Qingshi City.

He Ling took it without stopping.

He flew directly out of the Xuanyuan Sect's protective formation on his sword.

Facing the breeze, He Ling felt relieved. Looking at the house under his feet that had turned into the size of a thumb, He Ling felt a sense of heroism in his heart.

"The three-year period is up, and it's time for me, He Ling, to make a name for myself!"