"Whoosh!"
At this moment, Ye Ming let out a long breath.
Then, he walked out of the mystic realm.
Then, with a wave of his hand, a barrier appeared, and the mystic realm disappeared.
Naturally, only Ye Ming knew about the Purple Forest Mystic Realm.
This was because the Secret Realm of the Other World was opened up by Ye Ming.
Opening a mystic realm was not a small matter.
Legend had it that only a generation of immortal grandmasters and sect masters could do this.
In the Purple Forest, other than Ye Ming, only his master Fairy Fenghua could barely do it. However, this was too taxing on one's mind. If one was not careful, one hundred years of cultivation would be destroyed.
At worst, there was even the danger of death!
Therefore, unless it was a life-and-death situation, ordinary cultivators would not do such a thankless thing except for the peerless experts.
As for the secret realm that Ye Ming had opened up, there were treasures that Ye Ming had obtained from the lottery.
These treasures were all-encompassing, ranging from immortal cultivation manuals to the bones of divine beasts, peerless immortal artifacts, longevity pills, and everything else. It was completely a treasure vault.
And the things inside were all resources that cultivators outside could only dream of.
Obtaining one of them would bring endless benefits.
Therefore, if the outside world knew that Ye Ming had such a treasure, they would naturally break their heads to snatch it.
Everything produced by the system was of the highest quality.
Ye Ming's wealth was above all the sects within a million miles.
"Ahem…"
Just as Ye Ming walked out of the mystic realm, he coughed.
And it was a violent cough.
However, this was not because of his body.
It was because the various cultivation techniques in his body were fighting to level up.
He cultivated many techniques, including all kinds of divine arts.
But every divine power had its own thoughts…
Unknowingly, it would evolve and upgrade.
At the same time, Ye Ming's cultivation base increased exponentially. The immortal energy pressed down on his dantian and heart, making him cough uncontrollably.
The more intense the coughing, the faster his cultivation increased.
Of course, in the eyes of others, he was about to die and was vomiting blood.
"The Yi Yang Finger has evolved into 101 versions. The latest version can actually turn a finger into a 10,000-foot-long golden finger? It had the power to overturn rivers and seas.
How was this still a finger? Is this the Jingu Staff? What's even more ridiculous is that this golden finger can spit out all kinds of light and fire…"
"The Nine Yang Divine Art has evolved into the Nine Yang Immortal Art and has given birth to nine suns?”
"The Rippling Subtle Steps evolved into the Black Lotus Sacred Steps?”
"Iron Palm Floating on Water wants to turn herself into a human beauty and establish her own sect? Pfft, pervert."
"Alright, I admit that I was defeated by my own divine art.
At this moment, Ye Ming felt the evolution of the cultivation technique in his body. He was shocked and speechless.
There was no other reason. His divine techniques were too imaginative.
This imagination was not inferior to his.
At this moment, a voice broke Ye Ming's thoughts."
"Quick, quick, little junior brother is coughing again.”
"I wonder when Little Junior Brother will recover from this illness? It's really worrying."
"Divine Doctor Chu said that Junior Brother only has three years to live.”
"Don't think too much. Divine Doctor Chu's eyes are blurry. He must have diagnosed wrongly. Our little junior brother wants to live a long life.”
Ye Ming didn't need to think much to know that it was his 17 senior sisters who were talking.
"It feels so good to have Senior Sister in pain."
Ye Ming smiled.
As Zi Lin's junior brother, Ye Ming was the group's favorite.
He had his master and 17 senior sisters who took good care of him.
Especially in the past few years, because of his long cough, his senior sisters had mistakenly thought that he was suffering from a disease, so they would boil medicine for him on time every day.
Apart from the herbal soup, there was also ginseng soup and other tonic herbal soups.
In short, in the Purple Forest, Ye Ming practically had everything he wanted, just like the Eldest Young Master.
Of course, Ye Ming also said that he was not sick, but no one believed him.
Because who would cough every day if they were not sick?
As for the truth behind his cough, it involved too many secrets, so he naturally couldn't say it.
Because of this, the Senior Sisters would brew medicinal soup for Ye Ming every day, and Ye Ming would drink the medicinal soup every day.
To others, medicine was 30% poisonous, but to Ye Ming, these medicines would be converted into his energy after entering his body. They were harmless and harmless.
"The medicine is here. Little Junior Brother, drink it while it's hot.”
Just as Ye Ming was deep in thought, a tactful and pleasant voice sounded.
The eldest senior sister, Ye Hongyi, rushed in with a bowl of herbal soup. Behind her were sixteen senior sisters.
All of them had peerless looks and were stunningly beautiful. In addition, they were dressed differently. When they gathered together, they completely became the most beautiful scenery in the Purple Forest.
They were none other than the Seventeen Fairies of the Purple Forest, Ye Ming's seventeen senior sisters.
Every time he saw these seventeen beautiful senior sisters, Ye Ming would sigh in his heart:
His master was really a strange person. The disciples he took in were either beautiful or handsome. His taste was really amazing.
Seventeen senior sisters and seventeen beautiful women. Ye Ming naturally had a feast for his eyes. He drank the medicine very quickly and soon, the large bowl of medicine was completely emptied.
"Junior Brother, how do you feel about the thousand-year-old ginseng king in today's medicine?”
Second Senior Sister Yu Rou asked after Ye Ming finished drinking the medicine.
She was as gentle as her name suggested. Her tone and gaze were so gentle that it was difficult to describe. It was as if she was in a hot spring.
As soon as she said this, the other 16 senior sisters also looked at Ye Ming with concern in their eyes.
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