Sister takes space and bravely enters the world of cultivation

Fu Ling'er gently pulled open the heavy door, and with a creaky sound, the door slowly opened.

Looking up, he saw Xuanyuan Lang standing at the door. Xuanyuan Lang's face was filled with an ecstatic smile, and at the same time, there was a hint of eagerness that was difficult to conceal. He said excitedly,

"Miss Ling, the old ancestor has come out. He is in the front hall now and said he wants to see you." After saying that, his eyes were fixed on Fu Ling'er, as if he was afraid to miss any subtle changes in her expression.

"Come out? Well, wait for me for a moment, Yuan and I will be there soon." Fu Ling'er thought to herself, is this finally the time to meet the real person?

"Okay, okay, I'll wait for you here."

At this time, Wanqi Yuan walked out of the house. He had heard the conversation between the two.

"Let's go, Ling'er, let's go meet this old ancestor,"

"You've come just in time, let's go."

After a while, the three of them appeared in the front hall together, and laughter was heard from inside.

The voice of one of them sounded familiar to Fu Ling'er.

"Ancestor, Dad, the distinguished guest is here." Xuanyuan Lang excitedly led the person in.

"Little girl, it's you?" As soon as the old man saw Fu Ling'er, he knew that this little girl was the friend who bought him fish last time. This was fate.

"Yes, it's me. You are the ancestor of the Xuanyuan family, right?" Fu Ling'er was also shocked when she saw the old man.

Thinking back to the scene of buying fish that day, it was this old man. But today his appearance has changed. He looks older than when she saw him that day, and he is as thin as a stick.

"Hahaha! Right, right, that's right. It's just my old bones that are useless! Come on, come on, come and sit down.

"Oh! This handsome young man is the little girl's husband, right? Hmm... He is really handsome and extraordinary. Standing with the little girl, they are really a perfect match made in heaven. They are so well matched," he said with a cheerful smile. His cheerful tone was as natural as that of old friends who had not seen each other for a long time, which made the two people feel closer.

Wanqi Yuan remained calm and composed, and bowed to the octogenarian in front of him in an elegant and unhurried manner, and said in a clear voice,

"Thank you for your praise, Senior. I, Wanqi Yuan, would like to greet you here."

He raised his eyes and looked at the old man in front of him. Although he was thin, his eyes were bright and full of energy. At this moment, he was looking at Wanqi Yuan and Ling'er with a smile on his face. The deep and shallow wrinkles on his face became more clearly visible because of this happy smile.

"Haha, old ancestor actually knows Ling girl. That's good, I don't have to introduce her to you. Old ancestor, you don't know, Ling girl is the doctor I invited to see you. Ling girl, brother Yuan, please take a seat quickly." Seeing that the old ancestor was in a very good mood, Xuanyuan Que hurriedly invited the two to sit down and talk.

"Yes, old ancestor, although Ling girl is young, she is very capable. She is already a god of elixir at such a young age. What do you think, is Ling girl amazing?" Huo Yang also echoed with a smile.

When the old ancestor heard that Fu Ling'er was the God of Alchemy, his eyes lit up and his heart began to beat fast. But he didn't know what he thought of, so he changed the subject and sighed secretly, saying,

"Oh? Ling girl? You hired a doctor for me? Oh! I'm almost buried in the earth, why do I need a doctor? I just want to live a happy and comfortable life for a few days. You guys, don't bother. If you have time, just go fishing with me or take a walk."

"Grandfather, please don't say discouraging words. You have to believe Ling girl and let her take your pulse first. You have survived for so many years, this one time won't make a difference." Xuanyuan Lang advised without waiting for his father to speak.

This time, he personally went to pick up the old ancestor from the secret room. However, after taking the medicinal bath, the old ancestor's condition was very bad.

The amount of medicine used in the last medicinal bath was three times the usual amount. This time, because the interval was too short and the medicinal materials were not prepared in time, only the amount was used for one time.

As a result, when the ancestor came out, he was like a puddle of mud, and he looked older and more decrepit than last time. Fortunately, after a night's rest, he regained some energy and spirit.

"Yes, old ancestor, you have to believe in Ling girl. She is the first alchemy god to emerge in thousands of years. You have to believe in the power of the younger generation. There is an old saying that goes, 'The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves in front, and the waves in front die on the beach. Ling girl, you are the extremely swift wave behind," Li Hongji saw that the old ancestor seemed to be hesitant, and after a little thought, he knew that the old ancestor was afraid that the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment, so he should not give hope from the beginning.

"That's right, that's right, old ancestor, you see, we old guys all have great confidence in Miss Ling, old ancestor, you're just afraid to let her take your pulse," Pan Zhenlong also advised.

"Ancestor, just think of this as your last chance. You won't have to suffer the consequences in the end anyway, so you won't lose anything, right?" Xuanyuan Que advised again.

"Don't talk for now," the old ancestor waved his hand, interrupting everyone's chattering. He wanted to ask Fu Ling'er.

"Girl Ling!" The old man stretched out his hand with a slight tremor, his voice a little hoarse and weak. His cloudy but still sharp eyes were fixed on Fu Ling'er in front of him, as if he wanted to see through her.

"I think you should know something about my dilapidated body. Today, I would like to ask you, with your medical skills, can you heal my long-term illness?"

As he said this, there was a complex light flickering in the old ancestor's eyes. There was an ardent hope for recovery, as weak but firm as a candle in the darkness, and also a cautious temptation, as if he was afraid that hearing a negative answer would completely shatter his only remaining hope. At the same time, there was also a hint of deep despair, which was the helplessness and desolation after countless disappointments.

"Grandfather, stretch out your hand, let's talk about it with facts," Fu Ling'er knew the mentality of a desperate patient who wanted to grasp the last straw in life. She didn't want to say anything comforting to lie, so let's wait and see, whether it's good or bad, let the facts prove it.

The others looked at the ancestor with bright eyes and expectation.

When the old ancestor was being stared at by everyone, a fire of hope suddenly ignited in his heart. The feeling was so strong that it seemed to burn him up and all his fears.

After a while, he slowly stretched out his hand.

"Come on, Ling girl, I'll leave this miserable body to you."

Fu Ling'er's slender white fingers rested on the old ancestor's thin and gray wrist, forming a sharp contrast.