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

Three days later, a large ship slowly sailed out of Xuanyuan Gate.

There was an old man standing on the boat, sighing a little at the moment.

"Oh." Qu Fu's face was sad and he couldn't help but sigh again.

He thought that life would be much better after returning to Xuanyuanmen, but he didn't expect that after only a month, he was sent to another place.

He knew that he had no power or influence, so when Chu Changqing came to him that day, he immediately reported everything about He Ling and even offered a sum of spirit stones as a flattering gesture. He thought he had established a relationship with the bastard, but unexpectedly, the bastard disappeared the next day.

He waited for more than a month, but there was no news. When he finally received the mission from the sect, he immediately felt hopeless.

Fortunately, my cheap junior sister gave me a lot of spirit stones in that shabby place of Nanli, which was barely a consolation.

He gave up the idea of traveling this time, knowing that he had no hope of achieving the Golden Elixir in this lifetime. He planned to stay in Anxin for a few decades and then resigned from the sect.

It’s not that he doesn’t want to leave now, but once he enters the Xuanyuan Gate, it won’t be easy to get out. He will have to wait until his life is running out before the Xuanyuan Gate will let him go.

He cursed in his heart and stared at the boundless blue sky in a daze.

By nightfall, they had already left the area of Xuanyuan Gate.

Until the spaceship shook, Qu Fu walked out of the cabin angrily.

He angrily cursed the Qi-refining monk who was driving the boat in front.

"How the hell do you drive a boat?"

The Qi-refining cultivator did not speak, but just looked ahead with a pale face.

Qu Fu swept his spiritual sense over it, and then his forehead was instantly covered with cold sweat.

There are still two foundation-building monks.

"Senior brother, long time no see."

He Ling was still wearing a loose white robe. He landed on the deck with a move of his toes, and Yu Yan followed closely behind.

Qu Fu looked at the beautiful figure, and his throat moved with difficulty.

"Junior...Junior sister, you are not dead!"

He Ling sneered, "Why, Senior Brother, you really hope that I will die."

Qu Fu immediately shook his head, "No, no, I'm happier than anyone else that Junior Sister is alive."

He Ling didn't say anything else, just looked at him with a smile.

Qu Fu was very anxious at this time. There were two Foundation Establishment cultivators on the opposite side. He also knew that this junior sister also had a Foundation Establishment spirit snake. There were a total of three Foundation Establishment combat forces, while he was the only one on his side. The others were all Qi Refining servants. He had no chance of winning at all.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Junior sister, now that things have come to this, how can you let me go?"

"I'll let you go." He Ling's smile deepened. "How about this, Senior Brother, you cut off your arms and give up your cultivation, and I'll let you go."

By cutting off his arms and abandoning his cultivation, he had become a mortal by then. Wasn't he doomed to die?

He broke out in a cold sweat on his back, and he forced a smile and said, "Junior sister, don't joke around."

"It was my senior brother who joked with me first."

Qu Fu immediately started complaining.

"Junior sister, it was Chu Changqing who coerced and bribed me into agreeing to this. You also know that I am just an independent cultivator with no power or influence. I dare not offend them at all. Please be kind and let Senior Brother go."

"Well, if you can take my sword, I will let you go."

Qu Fu's face lit up with joy. He Ling's cultivation level was comparable to his, so there was no way he could not accept her advice. Even if she was much stronger than him, he was confident that he would at most be seriously injured. Compared to losing his life, this result seemed much more acceptable.

"Okay, then I'll do as you say, Junior Sister."

He Ling stepped lightly and then jumped out of the ship.

With a wave of her jade hand, a red sword appeared in her hand.

Qu Fu had already raised several shields at this moment, and was fully focused on meeting He Ling's sword.

He Ling didn't want to let him go. Qu Fu revealed her whereabouts. If she hadn't awakened the Baolian Qi at that time, she would probably be dead now. She always killed her enemies without mercy.

The promise of a sword was just He Ling's wish to try out the power of the red sword after being blessed by the precious lotus true qi.

Spiritual power poured into the red sword, and golden light as thick as a hair was also mobilized.

The red sword in his hand trembled, and a terrifying aura began to brew.

Qu Fu was originally full of confidence, but at this moment he actually felt a trace of fear from the crimson sword. As time went by, the fear grew deeper and deeper.

He immediately turned around and tried to escape, because he knew that he could not take her sword.

But before he could run far, a huge red flaming sword came slashing down at him.

The flames swept through, leaving nothing in the air, not even ashes.

"Hu." He Ling exhaled a breath of foul air, her face slightly pale. This was the last move of her Red Flame Golden Sword Technique, Red Flame Slashing the Sky, which consumed a lot of spiritual power. However, the spiritual power in He Ling's body was several times that of an ordinary foundation-building cultivator, so the consumption of this move was nothing to her.

After adding the Baoquan true qi, He Ling was quite satisfied with the power. She was confident that ordinary foundation-building cultivators would never be able to survive this move.

"I just don't know how it compares to the methods of the Jindan cultivators."

He Ling was muttering to herself, while Yu Yan beside her had not yet recovered from the sword attack. Her mouth was wide open enough to fit an egg, and her eyes were filled with incredible shock.

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The next day, at Xuanyu Peak Medicine Garden.

As soon as he took the elixir and completed his cultivation, He Ling sank into the Baoquan space.

But she paused and took out a white jade box from her storage bag, which contained a dry vine root.

Although this dragon blood fruit is of no use to her, it is a rare thing. If she cultivates it, she can sell it or give it to Xiaoqing.

She had already checked the roots. Although they were dry, they still had strong vitality and a hint of life remained on them.

Sink into the treasure spring space and plant the roots.

Four drops of the precious spring water were dripped in, but there was no reaction at all. After ten drops, a green bud emerged from the broken wooden vine.

He Ling observed the green sprout.

There are two branches extending out, and there are faint dragon scale-like patterns on the stems. No wonder it is said that it was born from dripping dragon blood.

After distributing the remaining treasure spring to several spiritual fruits and cultivating spiritual trees, He Ling withdrew from the treasure spring space.

She now has enough medicinal pills and can practice vigorously.

And so another month passed.

"Qing'er, open your mouth."

The little green snake swallowed a fruit that was bigger than her head. Her body swelled into a circle and slowly moved down as she swallowed, just like a mouse in a cartoon eating cheese that was bigger than its body.

By now, Qing'er had almost eaten enough dates, so He Ling fed her the Green Blood Fruit. After feeding her five in a row, Qing'er shook her head and hid in He Ling's sleeve.