Bring some shock to the world of cultivating immortals

Xiaowaner, if we say it according to Beijing dialect, this should be xiao waer.

But the woman's words were clearly "xiao wan er".

Very unauthentic.

But familiar.

"mother!"

Tang Wan somersaulted to the ground and pounced on him in surprise.

Then, the woman tackled him with a brilliant move and pinned him to the ground.

"There are so many dishes..."

Tang Xiumei was about to laugh at her daughter's rookie performance, but then her face changed and she asked in astonishment, "Your spiritual field?"

"whee."

Tang Wan gave a slightly funny smile, "It exploded."

"what happened!"

The woman quickly helped Tang Wan to sit on the chair, her beautiful face full of worry, "Xiao Wan'er, the destruction of the spiritual field is no small matter, this is not a joke."

"It's nothing."

Scratching her head, Tang Wan lost her usual stupidity and shrewdness when facing her mother. She was just an ordinary daughter. She smiled and said, "I have now worshipped in Longhu Mountain. The immortal master there can heal my spiritual field."

"That's good···"

Tang Xiumei finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then asked nervously, "Although we are not very familiar with the old Heavenly Master, their Third Uncle Liu Kuang has a long history with our Tang Sect. So, Xiao Wan'er, tomorrow your mother will bring more gifts and visit them with you, and be more polite, so that the Immortal Master can help you repair the spiritual field in the future."

"what···"

Tang Wan was stunned for a moment, and then she realized why Liu Kuang was so nice to her.

Oh my god, it turns out I’m the one with connections.

"Don't be afraid, my girl. As long as we give enough gifts, the Immortal Master will definitely not remain indifferent because of the money. Although your mother can't take out hundreds of thousands of spiritual jades, we definitely have tens of thousands of them at home. Don't worry, don't be afraid."

Tang Xiumei stroked Tang Wan's head and said with pity.

Tang Wan was silent.

Oh, I almost forgot, in a sense I am really a rich second generation.

"It's okay, Mom."

With a faint smile, Tang Wan looked at the woman in front of him who was full of worry and pity, and said softly: "The Heavenly Master has promised to repair the spiritual field for me, don't worry."

"Old Master?"

Tang Xiumei blinked, then said in surprise: "If the old Heavenly Master takes action, your spiritual field will definitely be saved."

"But, Mom, there's a little problem."

Scratching his cheek with his fingers, Tang Wan said somewhat awkwardly: "The old Taoist priest said that in order to restore my spiritual field, I need a drop of my father's blood."

"Ok?"

Tang Xiumei was stunned for a moment, and then a hint of hesitation flashed across her face.

"this···"

"Mom, I know this is not easy."

Tang Wan waved his hand and said with a smile: "I can do it myself. You and my father have such a good relationship. Don't let me..."

"It's not because of this. It's just a drop of blood essence, which is not as good as half of your spiritual field."

Shaking her head, Tang Xiumei paused for a moment, then hesitated and said, "It's not about whether or not, the main thing is...my daughter, you know, after you left, your father and I discussed whether we could give you a brother or sister, so your father and I have been working hard these days, so..."

"Your father may be out of blood and essence in the short term."

The heavy blow completely broke Tang Wan's waist.

The last hope was also extinguished.

"Mom, do you think it's possible for me to survive if I go into business?"

Tang Wan asked.

"My girl, your calculations..." There was pity in Tang Xiumei's eyes.

"Okay, mother, I get it, please don't say it anymore, please."

Tang Wan hurriedly stopped Tang Xiumei, she really didn't want to hear the truth.

"But just because your father has no essence and blood now doesn't mean he has no essence and blood."

Tang Xiumei said.

"Mom, are you Changshu Arnold?"

Tang Wan's eyes changed.

"Who?"

"It's okay, Zhou Li said something weird."

"Do you remember the clan blood bank?"

Tang Xiumei asked.

"blood bank?"

Tang Wan was stunned for a moment and blinked, "The building behind the ancestral hall?"

"Yes."

Nodding, Tang Xiumei said, "Your father is old, and he needs to store his blood in the blood bank to preserve his bloodline for future generations to activate Thousand Machines and Hundred Turns. According to the rules, he had already stored his blood in it some time ago, but the time has not come yet, so it should just be in the storage room of the blood bank, not injected into Thousand Machines and Hundred Turns."

"If that's the case, doesn't it mean..."

Tang Wan's eyes lit up.

"Ah."

Nodding, Tang Xiumei said in a deep voice: "My daughter, this may be the only place to find your father's blood."

"But this blood essence is related to a thousand things, is it okay?"

Tang Wan hesitated again. She was betraying her father but not the clan. After all, she was still a member of the Tang Clan. She had the pride and sense of belonging of the Tang Clan members in her bones. Before, it was just a small matter between her and her father. However, as part of the clan ancestral hall, the blood bank was also related to the Tang Clan's fundamental treasure, Qianji Baizhuan. She really didn't want to take the risk.

"It doesn't matter."

After thinking about it, Tang Xiumei decided to tell Tang Wan about this matter. "Your father actually preserved a portion of his blood essence a few years ago. He just thought that his blood lipids should have decreased in recent years, so he wanted to make a less viscous blood essence to look better. You can just take the old blood away. It won't be a problem."

"?"

A huge question mark appeared on Tang Wan’s forehead.

I think it's a purely recessive gene from my father.

"it is good."

Tang Wan then cheered up and said to Tang Xiumei, "Mom, I need help."

"How could mother not know?"

Tang Xiumei's lips curled up slightly. She looked at the girl in front of her and said in a deep voice, "I have already prepared it for you."

Zhou Li, chewing dogtail grass, lay in the grass with his legs crossed, basking in the sun without moving. He was now thinking about where the black cat Xu Xuan and Jiang Li were now, whether they had eaten enough food, and whether they had eaten enough engine oil.

Oh, yes, the girls in this world don’t eat engine oil.

"Old Tang, come back..."

At this moment, Zhou Li suddenly realized something and rolled over subconsciously. Then, he was hit on the head by an iron pot.

"Lao Zhou, don't blame your brother."

Tang Wan kicked Zhou Li in the waist, then tied him up with ropes, and took out a gag and stuffed it into Zhou Li's mouth. Looking at Zhou Li who was whimpering, Tang Wan showed an extremely cruel smile on his face.

"You can't disobey my mother's orders!"

After kicking her twice, Tang Wan carried Zhou Li and swaggered into the women's quarters. Then, she carried Zhou Li, who was struggling and wailing, and trying to kill her with her butt, into the Qiongyu Building.

Looking at Tang Xiumei sitting on the bench with a long whip in her hand, Tang Wan felt a sense of lament in her heart.

It’s hard to say who my abstract inheritance came from. (End of this chapter)