After rebirth, I went from a peasant girl to the richest man

The remaining sanity made Bai Qingyun open his eyes suddenly.

If it was a message from someone else, Huo Huo wouldn't have woken himself up so anxiously.

Even if it was Zhiyu's message, Huo Huo would only remind him when he was free.

The only person who could make her so anxious was the person Bai Qingyun had given instructions to privately.

"Xiaoyaozi left a message? Isn't it about buying steamed buns?"

Bai Qingyun sat up and asked carefully, still a little uncertain.

Huo Huo knew how important Xiaoyaozi was to Bai Qingyun, so he confirmed it again and again and gave a positive answer.

To be precise, it is not only important to Bai Qingyun, but also to Huo Huo.

Bai Qingyun's cultivation has been difficult to improve since it increased once.

Also due to the scarcity of spiritual energy in the space, the only source of spiritual energy may be the spiritual spring water.

As a spiritual pet, Huo Huo's own cultivation is closely related to that of his master.

When Bai Qingyun's cultivation level did not improve, Huo Huo tried to go into seclusion several times, but to no avail.

Due to many reasons, the two knew very little about cultivation and could only place their hopes on Xiaoyaozi.

Bai Qingyun looked down at his naked body covered only with a quilt, and knew that this was not the time to make a video call, so he could only hurry up to wash and pack.

I waited until I was dressed neatly and sitting beside the gurgling stream before I turned on the video.

I don’t know if it was because I was too anxious or Xiaoyaozi was busy, but it took a long time for the call to get through.

Xiaoyaozi was still wearing his snow-white clothes, leaning lazily against a tree, holding a hand in his hand in a casual, elegant and graceful manner.

The sunlight shone through the gaps between the leaves and fell on him, creating patches of mottled light and shadows. The breeze blew gently, blowing up the corners of his clothes, adding a bit of otherworldly air.

"Brother Xiaoyao!" Bai Qingyun looked at Xiaoyaozi and always felt that there was some indescribable disharmony between him and the previous Xiaoyaozi.

Bai Qingyun's voice suddenly pulled Xiaoyaozi, who was immersed in his thoughts, back to reality. He reached for his waist as if waking up from a dream and quickly took out the wine jug hanging there.

He skillfully removed the lid of the wine flask, and immediately a rich and mellow aroma of wine wafted into his nose. He tilted his head slightly, with an uninhibited smile on his lips, and then raised the wine flask without hesitation, pouring the spiritual wine containing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into his mouth like a whale sucking water.

He touched the corner of his mouth nonchalantly before replying: "Little girl, long time no see!"

However, the eyes of those who have embarked on the journey of spiritual practice are not so easy to fool.

Bai Qingyun stared at Xiaoyaozi with a sharp gaze, keenly capturing the subtle changes in Xiaoyaozi's series of movements. Each movement seemed so smooth and natural, but behind it was an indescribable forbearance.

Although the spiritual wine was not some kind of miraculous medicine, it did restore some color to the originally pale and bloodless lips.

What Bai Qingyun could not ignore was that a faint "black gas" like smoke and fog suddenly appeared on Xiaoyaozi's forehead.

I don't know if it's because of the video, or if the black energy is inherently "clever", making it always difficult to capture.

But Bai Qingyun knew that even Xiaoyaozi might find it difficult to resist.

"Xiaoyaozi, you are injured." Instead of asking, Bai Qingyun put away the smile of meeting a good friend on his face, and spoke seriously with concern in his eyes.

Xiaoyaozi smiled bitterly: "Haha, little girl, you observe carefully, I can't hide it from you!"

As he spoke, he continued to raise the wine jug, but this time, as the wine entered his throat, it gushed out along with a mouthful of blood!

Like a burning torrent breaking through a dam, it flooded uncontrollably.

Bright red liquid splashed in the air, forming a shocking blood mist that intertwined with the aroma of wine in the air, exuding a strange and pungent smell.

"Xiaoyaozi~" Bai Qingyun had not expected such a scene. He exclaimed and quickly took out a container from the kitchen, filled it with the spiritual spring water behind him, and passed it to Xiaoyaozi.

"Useless little girl, the spiritual spring can only make up for the loss of spiritual energy, but now I can't absorb it." Xiaoyao looked at the basin-sized bowl filled with spiritual spring water with a dejected look on his face.

Bai Qingyun seemed not to understand Xiaoyaozi's words, but seemed to understand but dared not imagine, so he could only ask in a trembling voice: "What do you mean by unable to absorb? What happened to you?"

Xiaoyaozi looked at the little girl who was about to cry and said resignedly, "I'm possessed by a demon!"

Possessed? These simple words sounded like a mystery in Bai Qingyun's mind.

Seeing Bai Qingyun mumbling to himself, Xiaoyaozi continued, "Three months ago, rumors of the whereabouts of Lingyun Grass began to circulate in the world of immortal cultivation. At first, only a few of us knew about it."

Xiaoyaozi smiled bitterly: "But the appearance of Lingyun Grass is such a big deal. Even those old guys who are in seclusion and cannot come out of the half-step ascending stage can't help but be tempted, let alone people like us."

"I don't know when it started, until more and more people came. When my friend and I went there to look for it, the place was already full of cultivators. It was not until we were besieged by the demons that we realized that this was a conspiracy against the entire cultivation world."

"We fought hard for more than two months, and in the end several great cultivators sacrificed themselves to save the people in the cultivation world."

Bai Qingyun couldn't hear the main point and could only ask anxiously: "Why did he become possessed?"

Xiaoyaozi looked at Bai Qingyun deeply and saw that the girl's young face was full of anxiety.

"Because Lingyun Grass is real!"

Something seemed to have exploded in Bai Qingyun's mind like a grenade. He stared at Xiaoyaozi in a daze, motioning him to continue.

"Perhaps the rules of heaven are so particular about checks and balances, and the spiritual grass grows deep in the demon world!"

Bai Qingyun laughed sarcastically. It was indeed ridiculous that spiritual plants that could generate spiritual energy grew in a place where people practiced magic.

"The sacrifice of the great men in the world of immortal cultivation also caused severe damage to the demon world. The entire demon world was at its weakest defense at that time."

"My old friend, a few fellow monks and I decided to charge directly into the Demon Realm and search deep inside the Demon Realm."

"The Demon Realm is indeed the Demon Realm. Even for a cultivator with the purest mind, staying in a place filled with demonic energy for a long time will breed demons in his heart."

No matter how strong Bai Qingyun's mental defenses were, she had to admit at this moment that if it weren't for her, Xiaoyaozi could have escaped this disaster.

What’s even more tragic is that Bai Qingyun was helpless in the face of such “injuries”.

She had faced many injured people and even learned basic pharmacology while on missions.

Even after being reborn, she had never felt so helpless when facing Wei Xi's serious injuries.

The spiritual spring seemed to have become a necessity for her. Even if it was a mortal who had one foot on the verge of death, she could deal with it calmly.

But she knew nothing about the world of cultivating immortals, and even the omnipotent spiritual spring was useless.