Chapter 29

Ling Hu's home was located in the most remote corner of Ling Mansion, with only two thatched cottages, which was even more dilapidated than Ling Xian's home.

At this moment, Hu Ziniang was lying sickly on the bed, her face was as pale as paper, her eyes were dull, and there was a sense of death circulating around her body.

She is just a mortal and doesn't know how to cultivate. Because of her union with a cultivator, Ling Hu's father, her fragile mortal body cannot bear the powerful spirit of cultivators, which is why she gave birth to Ling Hu. The Tiger Queen leads to a lack of congenital qi, loss of original qi and blood, and the root cause of the disease.

This kind of disease is rare. Most practitioners would not choose to marry a mortal person, but there are exceptions to everything. Ling Hu's deceased father has a special liking for her. Unfortunately, the beautiful love story at the beginning has changed. became the tragedy of the present.

Originally, her condition was within the controllable range, but her body and bones had been relatively weak. But three years ago, Ling Hu's father died in a family mission. This sad news made her extremely sad. Her condition suddenly broke out, and her health became worse and worse. .

"Cough cough... Huzi, don't be sad, mother will accompany your father, so that he won't be lonely down there." Huziniang forced her mouth to speak, her pale face could vaguely see the beauty of the past.

"Mother, I don't allow you to talk nonsense, you will be fine, you will!" Ling Hu's eyes raised a mist of water, knelt in front of the bed, and held her hand tightly.

Her dark eyes were dim, as if thinking of the good times she had with Ling Hu's father, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and said: "Mother misses your father, cough... I just wanted to go down and look at him, lest this bastard find you another second wife, but with his clumsy appearance, it is estimated that no girl would marry him, hum, it's me, I didn't know why I was fascinated at the beginning. , follow him in the wind and rain, so many years have passed in a flash, and the years are in a hurry."

"Mother...I don't want you to die!" Ling Hu said with great sadness, "Mother, you can hold on for a few more days, and when the elixir of Qizhen Pavilion arrives, you can be cured!"

"You child." Hu Ziniang shook her head, forced herself to sit up from the bed, and said, "Go, bring the mirror to my mother."

Ling Hu nodded, turned around and found a mirror and handed it to her.

Looking at the pale face in the mirror that was covered with frost and no longer beautiful, Hu Ziniang sighed softly, and tucked the strands of hair that fell to her forehead behind her ears with her hands, saying, "I think back then, I was also famous far and near. Great beauty, there are a lot of cultivators who pursue me, but mother, you just fell in love with your father's elm lump, and liked his clumsiness and honesty."

Ling Hu listened silently on the side, listening to all the wonderful things that happened between those parents, and before he knew it, tears were already streaming down his face.

"Why are you crying? Wipe away your tears." Hu Ziniang reprimanded softly and said, "You are no longer a child, you must learn to be strong. After your mother is gone, you can only rely on yourself, and your mother does not ask you to stand out. , Guangzong Yaozu, as long as you can live safely in this sinister world, your mother and your father can rest in peace under Jiuquan."

"Mother, don't say that." Ling Hu grabbed her hand tightly and said, "You will be fine, it will be fine, hold on for a while, once the elixir of Qizhen Pavilion is delivered, Mother You are saved."

"Silly child, ahem... There is a certain number of birth, old age, sickness and death. Mother should have died a long time ago, but God can't bear you to be alone in this world, so I gave my mother so many years of life and let me raise you to grow up. Adult, mother is content, really content." Hu Zi's expression was calm, maybe it was a long-term illness that made her expect this day, so there was no fear on her face, only a trace of nostalgia for Ling Hu.

"But... but mother, I can't live without you." Ling Hu burst into tears.

Hu Ziniang looked at the tearful Aiko,

Holding back the tears, he instructed: "After mother leaves, you can follow Ling Xian and listen to what he has to say. He is a good boy, pure in character, smart and clever, and the most important thing is that he attaches great importance to feelings, especially kindness. Now that you have the ability, if you follow him, he will definitely take care of you as his own brother."

"Yes! Brother, he will definitely find a way, mother, hold on, I will go to him now!" Ling Hu's eyes flashed with a hint of energy, the multiple shocks that Ling Xian brought him that day made him already overwhelm Ling Xian. As an omnipotent god, I suddenly remembered at this moment, and a glimmer of hope rose in my heart.

Just as he was about to walk to find Ling Xian, he heard a soft voice.

"No need for Huzi, I'm here."

Ling Xian flashed, and instantly came to the bed from outside the door. He looked at the haggard Hu Ziniang on the bed, his eyes slightly reddened.

"Brother, you are an alchemist, think of a way to save my mother." Ling Hu said eagerly.

"Didn't you buy medicinal pills at Qizhen Pavilion?" Ling Xian asked.

"No, the steward of Qizhen Pavilion said that the elixir that can cure my mother needs to be shipped from the headquarters. I just came back from Qizhen Pavilion, and the elixir... hasn't arrived yet." Ling Hu said in a low voice.

"But, looking at aunt's physical condition, it won't last long." Ling Xian frowned tightly, grabbed Hu Ziniang's hand, and blamed herself: "Auntie, I'm sorry, I'm late, I should have come to see you earlier. of."

"Silly child, you have your business to do. Aunt doesn't blame you. If you can come to see me for the last time, Aunt will be content." Hu Ziniang smiled kindly, patted his hand, and said with relief, "I listen to Ling Ling. Hu said, you can cultivate now, and you have become an honorable alchemist. Seeing that you have the ability to survive, even if I leave, I can rest assured."

Ling Xian let out a long sigh, and there was a deep sadness in his heart. He was lonely since he was a child, and it was the kind woman in front of him who gave him the warmth of his family, treated him as his own, and took good care of him.

But now, the woman who had nurtured him was leaving. Looking at her sunken eye sockets and her withered face, it all symbolized that she was exhausted and her life was dying.

This gave him a kind of hatred for himself, hatred for his incompetence, and there was no way to save her life.

"Ling Xian, aunt asks you one thing, you must promise me." Hu Ziniang said seriously.

"Auntie, you said, as long as I can do it, I will do my best." Ling Xian's words were sonorous and loud.

"Okay, auntie shouldn't have said that you have been through hardships all these years, and you often use spirit stones to help auntie. Our family owes you enough." Hu Ziniang has a deep guilt on her face, but For the sake of his son, he had to grit his teeth and said, "But, the aunt is leaving, I hope you can take good care of Ling Hu on my behalf, he is stupid and doesn't know how to work around. If someone takes care of him, he will suffer a big loss sooner or later, or even lose his life, so my aunt begs you, you must take good care of him, okay?"

"Mother..." Ling Hu wanted to say something, but she was interrupted by a wave of her hand. A pair of dim eyes stared straight at Ling Xian. There was too much information in those eyes, there was hope, guilt, and anxiety.

But after waiting for a long time, she didn't see Ling Xian's answer, her heart gradually sank, and she smiled desolately: "It's Aunt Meng Lang, Ling Xian, you should not hear my request."

"Auntie, I didn't say no, Ling Hu is like my own younger brother, I will take care of him without you saying it, but I think..." Ling Xian suddenly smiled and said, "You take care of him, no better?"

"What nonsense you said, I know my own body, maybe I will die next moment, there is no time to take care of Ling Hu." Hu Ziniang sighed, her face full of deep reluctance.

Suddenly, she looked at the smile on Ling Xian's face, as if thinking of something, and asked cautiously, "Could it be... do you have a solution?"

"Of course there is a way." Ling Xian nodded heavily, confident.

Just now, his soul had entered the Nine Immortals Chart, and he told the sky about the matter, but he was scolded by him, and he was speechless, unable to find any words to refute Dan Immortal.

Because Ling Xian ignored one of the most important things, that is, the identity of refining the sky. He is the only Pill Immortal in the history of Pill Dao who can compare with the ancestors of Pill, and is known to be able to refine the sun, moon, and stars!

His alchemy attainments are ancient and unparalleled, turning the universe into a cauldron, using stars as materials, every flower and grass can be turned into elixir, and the magical elixir in his mind is as numerous as the stars in the sky. Tiger girl's disease?

After listening to Ling Xian, Lianqiong searched all over his memory and found a healing pill called Qionghua Pill. This pill has a miraculous effect on treating the loss of original Qi and blood, and the lack of congenital essence. It belongs to the sixth-grade spiritual pill. Because Ling Xian is currently only a ninth-grade alchemist, he simplified Qionghua's alchemy formula a little and turned it into a ninth-grade alchemy formula, but it is more than enough to cure Hu Ziniang's stubborn ailments.

"Brother, do you really have a solution?" Ling Hu shouted excitedly.

"Since I dare to say that, there is naturally a way to cure Auntie." With a slight smile, Ling Xian patted Huziniang's hand and said, "Auntie, you must hold on, you haven't seen Huzi marrying a daughter-in-law yet. , let you report to your grandson, how can you be willing to leave him?"

"Yeah, I didn't see him marrying a daughter-in-law and leaving an heir, how can I rest assured?" Hu Ziniang's dejected eyes flashed suddenly, and the death energy circulating around her body seemed to have faded a little.

Ling Xian's words spoke to her heart. She had a deep relationship with Ling Hu's father. When she heard the bad news, she was moved to sacrifice her love. It was only because Ling Hu was young at the time that she did not go with him. Now she is still uneasy about Ling Hu, if there is a way to cure her disease, how can she have the will to die?

Seeing the sparkle in her eyes, Ling Xian secretly breathed a sigh of relief. His words had an effect. Hu Ziniang believed what he said and strengthened her belief in living. Only in this way could she persist until he came back.

Otherwise, Ling Xian was really afraid that before he could refine Qionghua Dan, Hu Ziniang would go ahead.

"Don't worry, Auntie, as long as you can hold on for three hours, I will definitely come back, cure your illness, and let you watch Ling Hu marry a wife and have children. When the time comes, the wife will be virtuous and the son will be filial, and the family will live in harmony. Isn't it beautiful to have a beautiful day and enjoy the joy of family life?"

Ling Xian painted a beautiful picture for her in the future, in the middle of Hu Ziniang's arms, and then whispered in Ling Hu's ear: "Hu Zi, take good care of Auntie, remember, if you find that her spirit is a little sluggish, just take care of her. I repeat what I just said, strengthen her belief in living, understand?"

"I understand brother, you go, you must come back early!" Hu Zi nodded earnestly, looking at him with hope.

Ling Xian nodded lightly, turned around and walked out of the door, walking towards Lin's Danfang.

He wants to open the furnace to make alchemy.