"What? Uncle Yan said that I have spiritual roots and are much better than him? Junior Sister Caihuan, do you think this is serious?"

Li Feiyu asked a little nervously, wanting to confirm again.

Seeing Li Feiyu's nervous and solemn appearance, Mo Caihuan nodded with a smile.

After confirming that he has spiritual roots and can cultivate immortality, he was as calm as Li Feiyu and couldn't help but feel happy. This means too much for him.

If you can cultivate immortality, you will have the opportunity to climb upwards, increase your life span, and compete with the heaven for life. Once you ascend to the fairy world, your life span will be endless. You don’t have to worry about whether you will die of old age or die in a great disaster.

And if there is no spiritual root, then a hundred years will turn into a piece of loess.

The gap between the two is too big.

Time passes by, what is the short century? With the body of a mortal, can you travel all over the south of the world? In addition to the south of the world, there are also the Great Jin, the Sea of ​​Chaos Stars, and the Sea of ​​Five Dragons...

And this world is just a small human world, and there is a wider world outside.

Only by embarking on the path of immortal cultivation can you have the opportunity to realize these wonderful things.

Fortunately, Li Feiyu has spiritual roots, and, according to Yan Zhu's meaning, it is at least a true spiritual root.

For Li Feiyu, this news was simply the best.

He was so excited that he picked up the girl in front of him and turned around excitedly. Suddenly, Li Feiyu thought of something and quickly put down the Mo Caihuan, and the joy on his face disappeared.

"Sorry, junior sister Caihuan, I was so excited..."

At this moment, Mo Caihuan was held by Li Feiyu's powerful arms and turned around. She was extremely shy and her face was flushed. When she heard Li Feiyu's apology, she just shook her head quietly.

"It's okay, Caihuan congratulates senior brother. If you can become a cultivator, the future will be very exciting." She said with blessings, her smile on her face, like a blooming flower.

However, Li Feiyu keenly noticed that there was an indelible loss deep in Mo Caiyun's eyes.

Thinking about it, after she knew that Li Feiyu had good spiritual root qualifications, she asked Yan Zhu to take a look for her on a whim.

Li Feiyu already knew the final result. The Mo Caihuan had no spiritual roots. In this barren lower realm, without spiritual roots means that it is impossible to become a monk. This is one of the iron laws of the lower realm of immortal cultivation.

Perhaps, after knowing that he had no spiritual roots, Mo Caihuan asked a few more questions, "Does he not become an immortal cultivator without spiritual roots?"

Thinking of this, Li Feiyu's joy in his heart diluted a lot.

The happier he felt and the more he was, the more he would think of herself, and the more uncomfortable Mo Caihuan felt. Of course, she would definitely be happy for Li Feiyu and would only hide that discomfort in her heart.

"I'm really sorry."

Li Feiyu sighed lightly, apologized again, and planned not to mention the spiritual roots anymore.

Mo Caihuan still shook her head. She felt the atmosphere a little awkward, so she spoke, "Senior Brother Li is awake, he must be hungry. Caihuan has prepared the meal.

Uncle Yan said that most immortal cultivators eat a pill called "fasting pill" to fill their stomachs. Some powerful immortal cultivators even leave the cave once every dozens or hundreds of years to come to the mortal world to reminisce.

When Senior Brother Li becomes an immortal cultivator, he will have no chance to enjoy the mortal desire. Therefore, the colorful rings are prepared very richly, which will definitely satisfy Senior Brother." She said happily, holding Li Feiyu's hand and walked out.

Li Feiyu followed her and felt a little pain in her heart. After getting along these days, he said that he had no feelings for Mo Caihuan, which would definitely be a lie.

He knew that if he continued to get along, the bond would become deeper and deeper.

However, the distance between the two is between immortals and mortals, which makes people desperate and helpless.

This is not a spiritual world, and there is no way to let mortals embark on the road of immortal cultivation. In other words, Mo Caihuan is destined to be a mortal.

When Li Feiyu breaks through to the foundation-building period, the life span between the two will be reflected. At that time, Li Feiyu's life span is still long, but the Mo Caihuan is old. In the end, he can only watch the beauty pass away without any help.

However, Li Feiyu's thoughts are different from Han Li. Even if there is only the fleeting splendor, he will catch them.

Just like "Li Feiyu" knows that he has taken marrow pills and has not had much life span, but he still wants to be with Zhang Xiuer.

Li Feiyu asked himself that he could calmly accept the separation brought by birth, old age, sickness and death. Even though the separation was sad and painful, at least he had been happy and happy. Perhaps this was the life experience of an unknown person who had suffered from amyotrophic cervical disease.

Because of this, he would not reject Mo Caihuan for thousands of miles.

Mo Caihuan seemed to have forgotten those regrets and distresses, and returned to the joy and liveliness of the past.

Over the past three years, the pressure faced by Mo's mansion made her breathless, and her personality changed a lot, and she was no longer so carefree.

These things are really heavy for an eighteen-year-old girl.

Now that the Mo Mansion has dispersed, the Jing Jiao will perish, but she feels relieved, and the only thing she is worried about is the separation of relatives.

After leaving the wing room, Mo Caihuan took Li Feiyu and turned left and right, and entered a single room that had been prepared.

As soon as he came in, Li Feiyu was shook his eyes by the Manhan Banquet. Did Mo Caihuan bring all the dishes of this hotel? At first glance, it was dazzling and full of things. It was the most sumptuous meal that Li Feiyu had ever traveled through this world.

He sighed slightly in his heart, remembering Mo Caihuan's words just now, that was the reason why she prepared this big table of dishes, which was touching and distressing.

How much she wants to become an immortal cultivator.

Li Feiyu sat down and before he could turn on his chopsticks, Mo Caihuan began to pick up food for him, constantly introducing the origin of the dishes, which moved Li Feiyu very much. If Mo Caihuan was in the world of his previous life, he would definitely be a good wife.

Li Feiyu said nothing, but just swallowed it voraciously, praising the dishes as delicious dishes, and their taste was indeed wonderful, which made Li Feiyu feel good about it.

Mo Caihuan sat opposite Li Feiyu, holding her cheeks with both hands. Seeing Li Feiyu's voracious look, she couldn't help but smile.

"Senior brother, if my mother took me and Uncle Yan to Yanling Castle with him, would you be with us?

Uncle Yan said that with your qualifications, your future achievements will definitely be much higher than him. If you are with us, after you arrive at Yanling Castle, Uncle Yan will introduce you to the clan. In that way, senior brother, you can practice and become an immortal cultivator."

"Oh, has the fourth master's wife decided?" Li Feiyu asked.

"Not yet, I'm waiting for you to wake up before making a decision." Mo Caihuan replied.

"When I wake up, I will make a decision?" Li Feiyu was stunned, but immediately he understood why. Then, he couldn't help but look at Mo Caihuan.

Mo Caihuan lowered his head and did not go to see Li Feiyu.

"What's the choice of senior brother?"
Chapter completed!