Chapter 1590

Liang Wenmei suddenly felt five thunder roaring into the sky, and her face was very white.

"Mother Princess!"

Seeing his mother's concubine tottering and falling down at any time, Duanmu Heng hurried forward and carefully held people.

Tears flashed in Liang Wenmei's eyes. She staggered forward two steps and looked at Lu Zijia almost with prayer. "Jia'er, there's no other way?"

After decades of hard cultivation, I finally achieved success, but suddenly became a mortal. For practitioners, life is better than death.

What's more, the man lying in the Dragon bed is still the supreme king of Lin country!

How can I accept it? How can I accept it!

Lu Zijia looked at Liang Wenmei's grief. Although she wanted to say yes, in fact, she really had no other way.

Even though he knew it was cruel, Lu Zijia shook his head, "I'm just a Xuan level Dan master now. It's the best result to keep the king's life."

Thanks to the strong will of the king, they had to hold on. Otherwise, what they saw now was a withered bone of the king.

Liang Wenmei burst into tears when she heard the speech.

Duanmu was also very sad, "Jia'er, can my father practice in the future?"

Lu Zijia thought and said, "yes, but the talent and qualification may be worse before being poisoned."

"As long as you can practice." Duanmu Heng said excitedly.

As long as you can practice, there is hope over there.

Moreover, the father is the king of the state of Delin. Even if his talent is a little poor, he can push the cultivation to the foundation with natural materials and earth treasures.

Zhu Ji can live about 200 years. The future can only be said later.

Lu Zijia spent two days to completely remove the toxins in Duanmu Lin's body. The rest is the problem of conditioning.

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Perseverance hall.

Lu Zijia looked at the big wooden boxes he had moved in, and his face was unclear.

Duan Muheng followed him in. Seeing Lu Zijia's puzzled look on his face, he opened his mouth and explained, "Jia'er, these spiritual plants are gifts given to you by my father to thank you."

With that, Duanmu Heng opened one of the wooden boxes.

"Look, Jia'er, these spiritual plants are all my father's treasures. The chief alchemist of our royal family asked my father for them, but my father didn't give them either."

It has been half a month since Duanmu Lin was treated.

Eight days ago, Duan Mulin woke up. When he learned that he had become an ordinary mortal, he didn't react much, but he was relieved.

However, Duan Mulin was very happy to learn that he could practice again.

After all, I'm not used to being a practitioner for decades and suddenly becoming a mortal.

Lu Zijia looked at the Xuan level spirit plant in the wooden box and his eyes lit up.

However, several wooden boxes opened by Duanmu Heng were basically yellow level spiritual plants.

But it's not surprising that Delin is just a small country. It's very good to take out a box of Xuan level spiritual plants.

"The king has a heart, then I'm not polite!"

Lu Zijia didn't mean to be polite at all. After that, he directly received several large boxes of spiritual plants in the ancient space.

Speed, that's called a fast!

"Oh, yes."

Lu Zijia suddenly remembered something. He took out five storage bags from the space and handed them to duanmuheng. "The materials are limited, so we can only refine the storage bags.

Each storage bag has a hundred square meters, which should be enough. "