Daoist Master Qingmeng felt warm in her heart. She lowered her voice and said to Ye Xin, "Xiaobao, Master does have an idea. Your uncle Qingxue is just like Master. He is not far from the Earthly Immortal Thunder Tribulation. Now that we have the Shengling Flower, we have more confidence."
Thunder tribulation?
Ye Xin took a look at the cultivation level of Taoist Qingmeng and found that his master, who was at the ninth level of Spiritual Emperor ten years ago, had reached the tenth level ten years later. He was indeed only one step away from becoming an Earthly Immortal.
It seemed that not only had Ye Xin changed a lot in the past ten years, but the people around her had also improved without her noticing. She glanced at her own cultivation level. She had previously reached the second level of Spiritual Emperor. Did she need to improve it even more now?
"Master, you don't need to ask me, I have no opinion."
Ye Xin smiled sweetly and tilted her head to indicate that she had no objection.
The smile of the young disciple of Qingmeng Daojun was so dazzling that it made my heart melt.
"Xiaobao, I'm going to make your uncle bleed profusely with this bell flower, so just watch!"
Daoist Master Qingmeng proudly said this and walked out of the room in high spirits. She had to think carefully about what gift to give to Xiaobao.
After Ye Xin watched the people leave, he went to Qin Yue's room.
The same operation, the same conversation, shocked Qin Yue's heart. The ruler that had been so majestic just a moment ago was directly broken in two by this force.
Because of Ye Xin, countless people's training almost went awry that night.
However, Ye Xin seemed oblivious to all this. After delivering the things, he lay down on the bed and went to sleep.
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