After I became an immortal in Uchimaki, I went from being a loser to becoming a group favorite.

Chapter 43 Goldfinger?
  Tang Ling took back his consciousness.

But she didn't open her eyes.

Having been tortured by spells for a month, every time I closed my eyes, I could see strange nightmares, and I had no intention of exploring the elliptical ball in my consciousness.

Now when I went to check again, I found that the bright light seemed to have grown a little bigger.

It was originally just an oval sphere, but now the top has become more and more pointed, and there seems to be a small crack.

Tang Ling took a closer look and found that the gap was actually the opening of the flower bud.

After a month, the elliptical sphere in the consciousness gradually turned into the shape of a flower bud at some point, slowly rotating, and with a faint tendency to bloom.

Tang Ling was surprised.

Does every cultivator have such a flower in his body?
  Thinking of the human body diagram he had learned in Danzong, Tang Ling rejected this idea in his mind.

Then why does she have it?

Tang Ling, who had been brainwashed by various time-travel novels in his previous life, suddenly realized a problem.

Is this the so-called golden finger that every time traveler must have?
  But... apart from helping her break through the membrane surrounding her consciousness that day, she didn't seem to feel any special effect during these days.

Tang Ling recalled the memories about the knowledge of the Alchemy Sect that burst out in his mind when he was treating Lu Ren.

There is also the familiar feeling of flying through the air on birds and flying carpets before.

Could it be that the function is to provide her with knowledge support?

She thought about it and couldn't figure it out. The more she looked at it, the more she felt that the bud in front of her was like a huge mystery, hidden in her body. Maybe one day, when the bud fully bloomed, the answer would be revealed.

What kind of flower will it be?
  As soon as this thought came up, his spiritual consciousness detected someone in the room.

Tang Ling opened his eyes.

Yao Yao walked to the bed, holding a storage bag in his hand.

"Miss, I just remembered that this was given to you by Senior Brother Song before he was taken away."

It's not the same as the storage bag you throw to yourself when you go to collect herbs.

This storage bag is obviously smaller, and I don’t know how much space there is inside.

Tang Ling took it and used her spiritual sense to explore it in, and found that although it seemed smaller, the space inside was more than twice as large as the storage bag given to her.

If the space inside her storage bag can be regarded as a room, then the space inside Song Nan's is almost comparable to the entire ancient banyan courtyard.

But this huge storage space was empty, with only a bunch of green-looking plants scattered in the corner.

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  Tang Ling thought of the ginseng they picked at the Ninth Peak.

However, Lu Ren clearly said that once this herb leaves the dangerous illusion of the Ninth Peak Cliff, it will quickly wither.

Why is it that the ginseng she sees now is the same as the one she saw on the cliff in the sight glass at that time, with no trace of withering at all?
  If Lu Ren's information is correct, then the only possible reason is the storage bag.

Storage bags that keep things fresh?

Tang Ling thought for a moment, withdrew his consciousness, and ordered Yao Yao to fetch a plate of leftovers from the kitchen, and stored the leftovers inside, planning to take a look at it in two days.

As for the ginseng inside, it was originally collected to compensate Yuan Yulang.

but now……

Tang Ling's mind flashed back to the moment when the rope on Song Nan's body was burned by the salamander on the cliff, and he recalled the morning when the young man straightened his spine and faced the elder of the Fu Zhen Sect alone.

"Forget it." She said to herself, "Baby-faced disciples are not worthy of this thing."

Yao Yao knew who the baby face Tang Ling was talking about was.

Although Tang Ling often practiced outside during the day and was not with her, Tang Ling would tell her little by little about everything that happened after coming to Lingxian Sect during daily interactions.

Including the nicknames given to the elders of the Fu Zhen Sect.

Just like a year ago, the lady just woke up from the hospital bed.

Talk about everything every day.

She listened to them all and was willing to listen. "Miss, aren't these herbs the raw materials for refining the advanced elixir?" Her eyes flashed brightly, "We can make it ourselves, and then miss, after taking it, we will be able to grow a level taller."

In fact, when the young lady decided to compensate Yuan Yulang, Yao Yao wholeheartedly disagreed.

If you have something good, why don't you keep it for yourself?

"You're right!" Tang Ling rolled his eyes, then looked at Yao Yao and said, "I'm going to learn alchemy right away, and then I'll refine the advanced elixir for you as soon as possible!"

"Miss, you are right to think so -" Yao Yao's voice stopped abruptly.

"What?"

She looked at Tang Ling, her eyes full of doubts.

Tang Ling pursed her lips and nodded, "Yao Yao, tell me, do you like practicing?"

Yao Yao didn't react, but he still said what was in his heart, "Cultivation can make Yao Yao stronger. Yao Yao doesn't hate this feeling."

In the two months since I started practicing in the Lingxian Sect, my waist no longer hurts when I work, and my legs are no longer sore, and I don’t gain weight after eating a lot.

Although it will be a bit bitter.

This pain was better than when she was a rough servant.

Cultivation is such a good thing!
  Does that mean you don’t hate it anymore?
  After listening to this, Tang Ling thought that with Yao Yao's spiritual root level, it would be much easier to cultivate than himself, and he immediately made a decision.

"From tomorrow onwards, you have to report to the school of Elder Yida of Shufa Sect every day. Let's try our best to see if we can give you a bright future!"

"What the lady said is really an exaggeration!" Yao Yao couldn't help laughing, "Yao Yao is just a slave, what future can he have?"

Again.

Tang Ling didn't intend to continue arguing with her about this.

She really couldn't understand Yao Yao's brain circuit.

Just like she had difficulty understanding Lu Ren at that time.

"If you can gain the favor of Elder Yida in the next half month, I will definitely betroth you to a good family in the future, miss!"

Yao Yao's eyes lit up instantly.

This is this girl's strange thinking.

In her eyes, marrying a good man is the greatest reward.

Tang Ling expressed his confusion again.

But now she only had this to motivate her.

How sad.

"From now on, young lady, I won't have to worry about my food and clothing!" Tang Ling patted her chest, "Your mission is to practice hard, give young lady a good reputation, protect young lady, and prevent others from bullying your young lady!"

Hearing this, Yaoyao's eyes suddenly became firm and she clenched her fists.

Yes, Miss has suffered a lot since she came to Lingxian Sect.

There are too many bad people here!

The master and servant temporarily put aside their worries about a certain senior brother who was still imprisoned alone, and together they planned a bright future for the path of cultivation.

What the two of them didn't know was that many monks didn't have Yao Yao's level of spiritual roots, so they had to endure a lot of hardships to practice.

And Yao Yao has just stepped onto the threshold of cultivation. If he wants to continue on this road, it will be long and far, and he will encounter many difficulties that are unimaginable.

So cultivation is not simple.

It’s just that the ignorant are fearless.

But sometimes it’s not good to know too much.

So it’s just right to get started with Yao Yao in his current state.

(End of this chapter)