Chapter 115 Tear

The boundless words are like a heavy hammer hitting Gan Ping's heart. Yes, what are you hesitating about? Try it whether you can do it or not. Even if the master is boundless, there is nothing he can do, and he will not give up. Thinking of this, Gan Ping tidied up his clothes, opened the stone door and walked in. What Gan Ping didn't expect was that the master Mo Yufeng was also indoors, but he immediately understood that he must have come for his own business.

Sure enough, when Mo Shufeng saw Gan Ping, he said, "Ping'er, show us the person you want to treat." He didn't name Ma Linger's identity. He was afraid that the little disciple would be embarrassed. Gan Ping rubbed the black lacquer ring in his hand, and a flash of inspiration flashed, and a huge jade coffin appeared in the Dan room. That's the huge jade that Gan Ping dug out on the small spiritual vein in the ring and polished it into a coffin.

Looking at this huge jade full of aura, even the boundless face moved slightly. Although he did not explore the ring in Gan Ping's hand, he could see that there must be a lot of things in it. Wu Yizi and Mo Lianfeng quickly looked at the girl in the jade coffin. The girl would also be her apprentice's daughter-in-law in the future, but she was also a close person, so they couldn't help but care. Opening the lid of the jade coffin, Ma Linger's beautiful face appeared in front of the head.

Because Lingyu is used as a container for Ma Linger's body, although she has not eaten for more than a year, with the nourishment of this aura, Ma Linger is also growing up slowly. Fortunately, Gan Ping specially made a big jade coffin, otherwise she may have to change another one now. In the past year, although Gan Ping has carefully wiped the jade coffin every time, he has never opened the lid of the coffin. He was afraid that he would be sad when he saw the scene. The guilt in his heart made him faceless to Linger.

It is also the first time to open the lid of the jade coffin this time. Although Linger can't wake up this year, her vitality has not been interrupted, and her body is also growing. The originally beautiful face is now more touching. The eyelids with long eyelashes are tightly closed, and the fiery red clothes are slightly smaller, revealing the girl's concave and convex figure. It's just that Wu Yizi and Mo Yuefeng are old monsters who don't know that they have lived for hundreds of years, and they won't stick to such etiquette. Seeing the beautiful Ma Linger with her eyes closed, she can't help sighing secretly. The handsome girl is also a pair of beautiful people if she stands with Gan Ping, but it's a pity that she doesn't know whether to live or dies when lying in the coffin.

How powerful the power of the boundless soul is. In an instant, Ma Linger's mind thoroughly investigated her. She frowned slightly and reached out to pick up the shiny ball of light on Linger's pillow. It was the soul of Linger. As soon as he got the boundless, he felt a wailing coming to his face. He knew in his heart that it must be Gan Ping used the soul refining method to refine the utensils to hold the remnant soul of Ling'er, and his originally frown was twisted into a ball. These magic methods are really cruel. These souls have suffered all the pains of soul refining and can't be born, which makes the compassionate boundless son a little unbearable.

Mo Yufeng looks indifferent. As a swordsman, he doesn't care about human life at all. In his opinion, if he invades his closest relatives, the people in the world can be killed. At this point, Mo Yuefeng and Ha Ganping want to be a real master and apprentice. After my death, I don't care about his flood. Since you didn't stand up and talk when Ling'er was victimized, don't talk anymore. Since your fists are big, what's wrong with your lives?

Wu Yizi resisted the discomfort in his heart, explored the incomplete soul of Linger, and sighed gently. Gan Ping's heart has been holding it all the time. He was afraid that Wuyanzi would say powerless words. Mo Yufeng didn't know this, but he didn't know much about it. Seeing that Wuyanzi didn't say a word after investigation, he was busy: "How's it going? Are you sure?" Unlike Gan Ping, he can open his mouth to say anything from his brother who has been in the boundless for hundreds of years.

Wu Yizi glanced at him and said, "It's a little tricky. Let me think about it." What are you thinking about? I know, take out your snow soul elixir. Is the snow soul elixir not suitable to claim to cure all the damage of the soul? Aren't you reluctant to give up?" Gan Ping's eyes lit up when he heard that there was such an elixir. It seemed that he had found the right person. Wu Yizi stared at Mo Yufeng with an anxious face and muttered, "Let me think about it, let me think about it..."

This kind of style of Wu Yizi made Mo Yufeng anxious. He grabbed Wu Yizi's collar and said urgently, "Isn't it just a snow soul elixir? Isn't it just a three-grade elixir? What are you thinking about? What's there to think about?" This pull made Gan Ping's heart tremble. He was afraid that the boundless son would fall to the ground with a mistake. At the same time, he was also secretly shocked. This snow soul elixir was actually a three-grade elixir.

Although the boundless Zi is claimed to be the first person of alchemy in the sect, these three bottles of elixir are not so easy to refine. Since the ancient war, most of the elixirs have been damaged, or it is difficult to grow because of insufficient aura. Although the elixir and elixir furnace are available, this medicinal material is extremely difficult to find, even if it is refined into one furnace and four products. Lingdan also takes a lot of effort to find materials. On weekdays, the most refined elixirs are five or six grades of elixirs. As for the one or two elixirs, it is even more difficult to see. The elixir of this grade has all kinds of divine effects, which is not so easy to refine.

Although Gan Ping thought that the two masters took good care of themselves, it was also difficult for them to take out a precious three-pin elixir to treat a person they had never met. Thinking of this, Gan Ping knelt down on the ground with a bang, "Please ask the master to treat Linger. Gan Ping will repay twice as much as a cow and a horse." Gan Ping has figured it out. If it really doesn't work, he can show the black lacquer ring in his hand, which can also be exchanged for a precious three-grade elixir.

Mo Congfeng was even more angry when he saw Gan Ping like this. He grabbed the boundless collar and shouted loudly, "Well, you old man, Ping'er is like this. Why don't you take out your private hide? You're looking to beat you." It's not to blame Mo Lianfeng's angry. He is really aggrieved these days. Even asking about his background and such villains let him do it. Now let Wu Yizi take out an elixir. This old man is pushing back. Isn't it impossible to fight?

Wu Yizi grabbed Mo's wrist and pushed him away abruptly. Then he calmed down. The damn thing was not light or heavy, and his old bone was almost shaken by him. Carefully put the soul in his hand into the jade coffin, and Wu Yizi turned around and rushed to Mo Feng fiercely, "Is it your face? I don't know who is big and who is small, right? Mo Congfeng, let me tell you, even if you have reached the realm of Yuanshen now, I am also your second brother. Is it time for you to cry and ask me to support you? Who gave you the head? Is it time for you to make up for me when you forget to make up for it?" While scolding, he grabbed Mo Congfeng's collar.

Although this boundless son is usually kind, he is also angry and majestic. Mo Congfeng was so scolded by him that he couldn't raise his head, and let the saliva flying all over the sky spray on his head. Since the master was promoted to immortals, the two brothers have been the closest to him. The eldest brother is serious. In terms of the best relationship, this is the two brothers. The boundless man started decades earlier than Mo Shufeng. Speaking of Mo Yufeng, Mo Feng is also raised by this second brother. After hundreds of years of friendship, he is really affectionate. Now, although he has reached the realm of Yuanshen, he is a head taller than the boundless son, but these two brothers are so scolded that they have to hold their noses and endure it.

He stared at the two of them tearing like a scoundrel, and Gan Ping couldn't help but straighten his eyes. You guys, you are not fighting, you bastard, you bastard can bring out such a bastard disciple. Why don't the little bastard get up for me? Did I say I can't save it? Do I say I can't bear it? I'm just saying that it's a little tricky. Look at your promising appearance. Saying that, Ian Zi kicked Gan Ping, who was kneeling on the ground, which was not heavy, but it warmed Gan Ping's heart.

Mo Yufeng couldn't help but look embarrassed when he heard this. He touched his nose and said, "Well, I'm abrupt, but brother, why don't you say everything?" I didn't say it all? You didn't give me a chance to talk, did you? For many years, I've still had a hot temper. With that, he snorted heavily and sorted out the wrinkled clothes on his chest, with an angry face, even the beard was so angry.

Mo Lianfeng quickly pulled up Gan Ping, who was kneeling on the ground, walked to Wuyanzi, and said awkwardly, "Brother, do you give me a word?" Wu Yizi looked at the embarrassed Mo Yufeng and snorted in his nose. Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly felt that the robe belt was gently pulled. When he saw through it, it was Gan Ping's tearful eyes looking at him with hope. He couldn't help but soften his heart and sighed, "You two big and small demons, it's really not safe." Then he said the reason why it was difficult to treat Ma Linger.