After Mrs. Ling arrived at the Feng family, she was placed in a separate large courtyard.

The location of this courtyard is quite good, and there are spiritual stones buried underground, which can make a person's appearance more delicate even if he cannot practice.

Logically speaking, it would be a pity for the Ling family to live in such a house, and some people in the Feng family also raised objections.

But in the end he was severely reprimanded by Feng Yun.

Feng Wan is good to the Feng family, and the Feng family must also be good to his mother, otherwise how could he be so embarrassed to accept the benefits from others.

Not to mention the precious alchemy experience, the spiritual herbs and other treasures that are usually given to them, the Feng family should take good care of the Ling family.

In order to make Ling's life more comfortable, Feng Yun specially bought a few servants to take care of her.

In order to prevent her from feeling a sense of disparity, these servants are also mortals who cannot practice cultivation.

As soon as Feng Wan came to Feng's house today, the servant serving the Ling family told her the news.

So Ling had been waiting for Feng Wan to come.

Hearing the voices at the courtyard gate, Mrs. Ling hurriedly came out of the room to greet her.

"Tuanwan."

After a thousand words, Ling finally shouted out these two words.

For a cultivator, a few months is just a blink of an eye, but for Mrs. Ling, she has not seen her daughter for a long time.

"Mother." Feng Wan walked a few steps quickly and held Ling's hand.

Mrs. Ling looked at her daughter, who was taller than herself, with both relief and sadness in her eyes.

She is not qualified to be a mother. She has not fulfilled her responsibilities and obligations as a mother almost since she was five years old.

Feng Wan was also looking at Mr. Ling carefully. Although he was almost forty years old, his skin was still plump and there were only slight fine lines at the corners of his eyes.

If you don't look carefully, you won't be able to spot it.

Mrs. Ling is already beautiful, and the courtyard is rich in aura, which is very nurturing, so she has not aged at all.

"Mom, let's go into the house and talk."

"well."

The two women entered the room hand in hand, but the others did not follow.

It's been so many years since the two of them have had a good conversation, so they shouldn't follow up and bother them.

Feng Di retreated to the courtyard door and stood guard to prevent others from coming in and disturbing her.

The owner of the second house excitedly came to his son's side.

"Didi, tell me quickly how you fell into Wan Wan's eye?"

The head of the eldest family was also very curious. Although Feng Di was the eldest son of the second family, his qualifications were not outstanding.

It's just that he has the dual spiritual roots of fire and wood. Although he has the talent for alchemy, he is only above average.

Feng Di actually didn't know how he fell into Feng Wan's eyes. Could it be that he and Yun Bai were spotted by Master Feng Wan when he and Yun Bai led a team into the mountains last time for training.

Feng Di thought for a moment, then replied modestly and cautiously.

"Maybe I'm lucky."

"Luck is also a type of strength, Di Di, you must learn from Uncle Qin Fengwan, do you understand?"

The head of the second family's family has average cultivation, so he can only place his hope on his son.

"Yes, daddy."

The head of the big house also patted Feng Di on the shoulder with relief, "Don't let me disappoint you."

"Yes, uncle, I will definitely work as hard as Uncle Fengwan."

"Well, okay."

The head of the first house is very envious of the head of the second house at the moment. Although he himself is not good at cultivation, he has given birth to a son who is up to date.

His son disappointed him so much, wasting the mutated ice spirit root in vain.

He gave birth to him so well because he was so unlucky.

The owner of the second house seemed to notice his distress and comforted him with a smile.

"Brother, if you think about everything in perspective, Zino is doing very well now.

Moreover, he has become a disciple of the Holy Sword Peak and is Qingqing’s disciple, so his path to immortality is boundless.”

"What you said is right, I have to thank Qingqing for this."

In fact, everyone also knows that Feng Zinuo was able to reach the level he is today because he was beaten up.

But they didn't blame Feng Qingqing at all, but were very grateful to her.

Many people just can't become talented if they don't fight. They just regret that there are less fights in the Feng family.

In the room, Feng Wan pulled Ms. Ling to sit on the chair by the window.

"Buanwan, what level of cultivation are you at now?"

Ling was just a mortal who couldn't cultivate, so she couldn't see what the fluctuations in spiritual power on Feng Wan's body meant.

Feng Wan told Mrs. Ling very patiently, without the slightest disdain, "Mom, I am already in the late stage of the Golden Elixir."

Although Mrs. Ling could not practice cultivation, in order to better understand her daughter, she specially asked someone to find the most basic books on cultivation for her to read.

She knew that the levels of cultivation were first the Qi training stage, then the foundation building stage, and after the foundation building stage was the golden elixir stage.

I heard that many monks have difficulty building foundations, let alone forming elixirs. Her restoration is really amazing.

"Buanwan, you have always been my mother's pride."

Even when Feng Wan was found to have useless spiritual roots and could not be cultivated, Ling never thought of giving up Feng Wan.

As long as you call her mother, it will be her lifelong treasure.

In fact, Mrs. Ling also guessed that her daughter had a great fortune, otherwise she, a mortal who could not cultivate, would not be allowed to come to the Feng family in the world of cultivation, and she would also be able to live in the best courtyard.

"Mom, no matter when the time comes, you will be my mother."

"Uh-huh."

"Mom, do you want to practice?"

Mrs. Ling was stunned when Feng Wan asked.

"Wanwan, my mother has no spiritual roots, can she practice?"

"Nothing is absolutely impossible in this world. As long as you are willing to try and change, there may be a way."

"No, no, no, Tuanduan, this should be considered a fate change.

If you embark on the path of cultivation, you will have to experience all kinds of lightning disasters and disasters. Mother forbids you to take any more risks.

Although mother is a mortal, she can still live for a hundred years. As long as she can accompany you for such a period of time, mother will be satisfied."

Everything depends on the balance of cause and effect, and no one person will take all the good things.

Even if the Fengwan idea succeeds, it may come at a huge cost.

Feng Wan is the flesh that fell from Ling's body, how could she let go of it.

In the Jiuhuang Continent, the strong are respected, and no one does not want to practice.

Plants, trees, birds, animals, etc. are all working hard to cultivate, not to mention humans.

Mrs. Ling was ridiculed and looked down upon by others, and even treated as a concubine, all because she could not practice cultivation.

How many times had she dreamed that her sword was flying freely in the air.

The people who had bullied her were also kind to her. It felt so good that she didn't want to wake up from her dream.

But when you wake up from the dream, everything must return to reality.

If someone else asked her if she wanted to practice, she would say yes without thinking.

But to Feng Wan, she said she didn't want to because she didn't want her daughter to take risks.

"Wanwan, mother is very happy now. I really don't want to break the peace now, as long as you are good, that's all."

[Master, Mrs. Ling really loves you.]

Fire Phoenix wiped the corners of its eyes with its fiery red wings. It was really touching.

【Sure enough, only maternal love is the most selfless.】

The other cubs also said with great emotion.

(End of chapter)


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