The widow becomes a fairy, and the time-traveling girl counterattacks and becomes the queen

"Eighth-grade Golden Pill? This is no ordinary thing." Wang Xinyao said with a worried look on her face:

"Mother, refining an eighth-grade golden elixir requires more than just any material!"

Wang Muyun looked at Wang Xinyao's worried expression and comforted her softly.

"Yao'er, don't worry. There is a kind of spiritual fruit on the spiritual mountain of Li Country. As long as you have it, you will be able to refine an eighth-grade golden elixir."

When Wang Xinyao heard this, a look of surprise appeared on her face.

She didn't expect that her mother also knew about the existence of the spiritual fruit, so she couldn't help but ask, "My mother also knows about the spiritual fruit?"

Wang Muyun smiled and nodded.

"Well, when my mother was away training, she had the good fortune to visit the sacred mountain of Li Country once."

Wang Xinyao's fingertips unconsciously stroked the corner of her clothes, and her mother's words made her loosen her knuckles slightly.

But her aunt's diagnosis still reminded her: time is running out.

"Yao'er, if the Emperor of Li Kingdom is unwilling to give you the spiritual fruit," Wang Muyun patted Wang Xinyao's hand and comforted her, "Then your mother will personally take you to Lingshan."

Wang Xinyao felt a pang of pain in her nose, and she clutched her mother's sleeve tightly, her voice trembling slightly: "Thank you, mother. With you here, Yao'er is not afraid of anything!"

At this moment, Wang Xinyao deeply felt the warmth and power of maternal love.

When she felt the warmth from her mother's palm, the helplessness that was suffocating her became less terrifying.

"Yao'er, actually, you don't have to worry about this at all. Even if the golden elixir fails, you still have the spiritual spring.

Although Lingquan cannot cure cancer instantly, it can strengthen the body and help eliminate impurities in the body.

As long as you continue to use the spiritual spring water, over time, the toxins in your body will gradually be purified by the spiritual power, and the cancer will naturally dissipate."

Wang Xinyao's eyelashes trembled, and her eyes felt slightly warm. Her mother's words were like a ray of light shining into her heart, and the heavy worries she felt were slightly relieved.

If it is true as my mother said, then this spiritual spring can save tens of thousands of seriously ill patients on the earth and free them from the torment of illness?

What a tremendous merit that would be!

Wang Xinyao became more and more excited.

She remembered the day when she was doing free medical consultation at her uncle's hospital. A skinny woman held her hand tightly, and her fingers, like dry branches, hurt her.

She was a rural woman whose cancer cells had spread throughout her body. Before she died, she was still thinking about going home, saying that she had to go back to cook for her two kindergarten children!

"Mother, I want to practice for a while longer!" She clenched her fists, her nails almost digging into her palms.

Saint Realm——

She must break through as soon as possible, not only for her aunt, but also for those who are being devoured by cancer bit by bit on Earth.

During these three years in ancient times, she had saved countless people.

An old woman with a persistent high fever, a wealthy man with a stomachache, a soldier with festering arrow wounds...but I have never seen a patient suffering from cancer.

It seems that the root cause of cancer may be hidden in those turbid river waters and the smoke that chokes the throat...

In short, it is related to daily necessities, eating habits, water, and even air.

As long as the water is clean enough, the air is clean enough, and the food you eat is clean...

As long as what you wear and apply on your skin are not chemical substances, cancer cells will not find a place to cause trouble.

If she has the chance to return to Earth in the future, she will definitely use the power of the spiritual spring to purify the polluted water sources and help those in need.

Wang Muyun raised his hand and tucked a strand of his daughter's hair behind her ear, then gently pinched her earlobe with his fingertips.

"Okay, Yao'er, you continue. I'll also soak in the spiritual spring and use this opportunity to recover to the peak state of the Saint Realm."

After saying that, Wang Muyun took off the jade pendant from his waist and placed it on the bluestone on the shore. After entering the spiritual spring water, the scar on his chest was faintly visible in the spring water.

The surface of the spiritual spring water was dancing with tiny golden lights, like crushed stars scattered in it, and every ripple brought up a faint vortex of spiritual power.

The vortex enveloped Wang Muyun completely.

When the spring water flooded over his collarbone, Wang Muyun took a breath.

The wound corroded by the evil spirit felt like being gnawed by millions of ants, or like someone was moving a red-hot silver needle through the meridians.

But then, a warm spiritual energy seeped into the pores, and the painful area began to itch...

When she learned that the Red Robe Saint was secretly refining evil pills, her father was forcing her to marry him.

She resolutely escaped from her marriage and went to the mortal world, where she met the love of her life, Chen Qingfeng.

After giving birth to Yao'er, in order to ensure her daughter's safety, she even used up all her cultivation to send the child to Earth.

However...

The Holy Son still did not let go of her, who had become a mortal, and still asked his father to marry her.

He even used his soul-devouring sword, which was glowing with a faint light, to stab Chen Qingfeng, who had only a shallow cultivation base at that time.

She knew that if Chen Qingfeng was injured by such a sword, he would surely die.

So, she used her body to block the sword for him without hesitation.

Although she was rescued by her father at that time, her ring space disappeared because she forcibly sent Yao'er to Earth.

For twenty years, she has been suffering from illness...

Finally, I felt the taste of new flesh growing for the first time.

In the bright light, Wang Muyun's figure gradually became blurred, but the breath of revival rose steadily like new buds in early spring.

While Wang Xinyao was practicing, she could clearly feel her mother's aura constantly improving.