"I even have a handbook of reflections from a Nascent Soul monk, which is very helpful for forming a baby."

Master Yuyan looked calm and did not ask any more questions.

The Heavenly Ghost King, who now had his own heir and only had foundation cultivation, turned into a rainbow light and disappeared into the sky. The light brightened slightly, and the figure had disappeared.

…

"How much longer do we have to go?"

On the spirit boat, the female cultivator in robes spoke with a lonely expression.

Maybe she was worried, or she wanted to stop holding back, so she spoke.

Ma Lu calculated the distance in his mind, and felt the speed of the spirit boat, and said: "If we use a small spirit boat to travel, and three people drive the spirit boat back and forth, it will take at least five years."

Empress Ye Ling sighed: "It's very dangerous to travel like this, and it's easy to expose us to others."

Those people are very strong, and there may be monks who will hunt them down.

Malu remained silent, he could not say that nothing would happen.

Things have happened and they can't change them.

He didn't know how the battle in Daheishan was going to be, but even Tu Shanjun had to send Jinghong away first, which was enough to show that this battle would never end normally, at least it wouldn't be as sure of victory as before.

"How is your Highness?" Ma Lu asked with concern as he saw Miss Long'er walking from the inner building to the deck.

Miss Long'er said distressedly: "It's just that I lost my strength, it's not serious, I've fallen asleep."

She chose it in order not to disturb Jinghong, and she was also afraid that she would show vulnerability in front of Jinghong.

The three of them took Tushan Jinghong, who had just built a foundation, and fled all the way without daring to stop. Now they have already left the Daheishan territory.

Seeing that Jinghong couldn't hold on any longer, he released the spirit boat.

The inner space of this spiritual boat, which looks like an ordinary ship, is not small.

There are Jindan monks on duty, so people who don't usually open their eyes would not dare to provoke him.

Tushan woke up with a start.

She stood up straight and looked blankly at everything unfamiliar around her. It was not her wing, there was no familiar atmosphere, only confusion and panic caused by nightmares were left, which was an indescribable panic.

Recalling her dream, she didn't see much but saw a figure from behind.

Back view of fist pumping.

"father!"

Tushan Jinghong murmured softly, and unconsciously, two lines of hot tears welled up and wetted her clothes, making her feel even more unreal.

It was too sudden.

Suddenly, Uncle Malu, Aunt Long'er and Aunt Ye Ling took her away from Daheishan.

I didn't even have time to say a word in the end.

There wasn't even a so-called farewell.

Let alone talk about meeting each other.

Things were so critical at that moment.

The situation was so critical that a great monk at the late stage of the Golden Elixir could not even see his own child.

How much she wanted to hear her father explain.

As if she had slowed down, Tu Shan Jinghong hugged the quilt and curled up her body. She didn't know why, but she felt that she couldn't sense her father's presence. She desperately wanted to squeeze out a little bit of mana to inspire the ghost.

When the ghost appeared behind her, she stretched out her hand in panic, waving wildly, trying to grab something, but she could only scream: "Why can't I sense it? Why can't I..."

"Why on earth is this!"

Tushan Jinghong suppressed his voice and cried bitterly.

Snot and tears stained his handsome face like mountains and rivers.

How she wanted her father to wipe away her tears and tell her: "Don't be afraid, dad will teach you how to box."
Chapter completed!