Everyone came to the outside of the clan temple and waited.

Little Yanbao no longer wondered how Xinglan's soul was brought out of the Qi clan temple.

The Elf Chief was very worried, "Spiritual Lord, can they hurt the soul of the ancestor?"

"Don't worry, Ancestor Yuanling cares more about Ancestor Xinglan's soul than you do, so they won't make such a decision without certainty."

The elf chief hopes that the ancestor's soul can be taken out from the Yuanling Stone.

He also didn't want the ancestor's soul to remain in the Yuanling Stone forever.

After hearing what Xiao Yanbao said, the Elf Chief felt a little relieved.

But he still stared at the entrance of the clan temple.

But the door of the clan temple was closed, and it was impossible to see what was going on inside.

This time, Xiao Yanbao did not use his spiritual sense to investigate.

Anyway, she doesn't need to investigate what the King of Hell knows. If there is any problem, she can just ask the King of Hell for help.

It might not be easy to get Xinglan's soul out of the Yuanling Stone, so Xiao Yanbao and the others waited outside for two full days before the door of the clan temple was opened.

Of course, little Yanbao wouldn't be so foolish as to wait outside the clan temple. When she was tired, she would go to sleep, and when she was hungry, she would go to eat.

The elf chief really didn't leave the door of the clan temple.

Xiao Yanbao also asked the Elf Chief to take a rest, but the Elf Chief refused.

Then little Yan Bao doesn't care.

Tell Inla that when Yama and the others come out, just go and call her.

Little Yan Bao had just fallen asleep, so he came out to see if the King of Hell and the others had come out. Coincidentally, the door of the clan temple was open.

As soon as the door of the clan temple opened, the Elf Chief and the Supreme Heavenly Spirit came to greet them.

"How is it? Has the ancestor's spirit been summoned out?" the elf chief asked first.

The King of Hell looked tired and nodded, "Well, this time you elves owe me a big favor, remember to pay it back later."

He won't waste all his effort.

The elves will also have to bleed a little.

The elf chief looked at Xiao Yanbao.

That means the King of Hell came to help Xiao Yanbao, and it has nothing to do with the elves.

If it weren't for little Yanbao, how could they have asked the King of Hell for help.

"Now the affairs of the elves are decided by the Spiritual Lord. We are willing to give whatever the Spiritual Lord says to give."

Xiao Yanbao glanced at the elf chief and tried the same trick on her.

Little Yanbao took out a few soul-nourishing pills from his Ruyi bag and asked, "Is that enough?"

The King of Hell smiled and said, "Yan Bao, I was just joking with the Elf Chief, why did you take it so seriously?"

Xiao Yanbao narrowed his eyes and said, "Really? Then I'll take it back." As he said that, he pretended to take back the Soul-Nourishing Pill.

Yan Wang hurriedly snatched the Soul Nourishing Pill away and said, "If I don't accept it, I will offend Yan Bao."

Xiao Yanbao curled the corner of his mouth.

Ever since the moment he took out the soul-nourishing pill, the King of Hell's eyes have never left the soul-nourishing pill in his hand.

It's too obvious that he says one thing and means another.

Not even covering up.

Little Yan Bao looked into the clan temple and asked, "Why hasn't Ancestor Yuan Ling come out yet?"

The elf chief also looked into the clan temple.

"Yes, why didn't our ancestor come out?" The Supreme Heavenly Spirit asked anxiously.

"He is too weak, it will take time for him to come out." said the King of Hell.

"Is it so energy-consuming?"

Little Yanbao seemed to be talking to himself or asking the King of Hell.

"For a Yuan Ling, it's not an exaggeration to say that it's a life-or-death struggle. Otherwise, why would it take so long?"

When the King of Hell said this, he couldn't help but click his tongue in his heart.

Yuan Ling is really a romantic guy.

But fortunately, it has a happy ending.

With Yuan Ling's strength, it would probably take him a thousand or eight hundred years to reshape a body for Xing Lan.

"Is our ancestor's soul okay?" asked the elf chief.

What he cares most about is their ancestors.

As for the ancestor Yuanling, the King of Hell has already said that it’s good that he is not dead.

"Don't worry, Yuan Ling has protected your ancestor's soul well."

The Supreme Heavenly Spirit grinned secretly and said, "Old Ancestor, old Ancestor, what can I say about you?"

Even though he is old, he is more impulsive than a young boy.

Little Yan Bao walked into the clan temple and saw ancestor Yuan Ling sitting cross-legged on the ground in meditation, with no color on his face.

It seems that the King of Hell was not exaggerating.

Little Yanbao sighed in his heart, never mind, after all he was a kind-hearted boy.

I can’t bear to see others suffer like this, so I’ll help them to the end.

He took out a pill from his Ruyi bag and said, "Take it. It will help you heal quickly."

Ancestor Yuan Ling opened his eyes, took the pill from Xiao Yanbao without hesitation, and swallowed it.

When Xiao Yanbao came in, the Supreme Heavenly Spirit followed him in.

Even if Xiao Yanbao refused to give it to him, the Supreme Heavenly Spirit would still want to ask Xiao Yanbao for a pill.

The ancestor came here to help the elves. The Spirit Master has given the elixir to the King of Hell, so there is no reason not to give one to the ancestor.

The Supreme Heavenly Spirit knew how good Xiao Yanbao's elixir was. No, to be more precise, it was magical.

The elixir that the Spirit Master takes out is not something that everyone can produce.

Even the elixirs refined by the gods in heaven cannot compare with the elixirs of the Spirit Lord.

"Thank you, Spirit Master."

"It's just a small favor, no need to thank me. Besides, I am also a person from the spiritual world."

"How can a Spirit Master be said to be someone from the spirit world? A Spirit Master is someone from the spirit world."

After giving the elixir to Old Ancestor Yuan Ling, Xiao Yan Bao went out so as not to disturb Old Ancestor Yuan Ling from healing his injuries.

Now the spiritual power of the elves has recovered and is even more abundant than before.

Xiao Yanbao didn't plan to stay any longer.

She told the Elf Chief that she wanted to go back, but the Elf Chief did not let her.

"Spiritual Master, the elves still have a lot to discuss with you, you can't leave yet."

"Didn't I tell you? I don't care about the affairs of the elves. Otherwise, I won't be qualified to be a spiritual master."

Are you really planning to rely on me?

"Spiritual Master, don't get me wrong. I'm not asking you to take care of it. I'm discussing it with you. Isn't you here? Please give the elves some advice. I'm also considering the future of the elves. The elves can't just stay closed like this."

Little Yanbao glanced at the Elf Chief and said, "Didn't you all live like this before? Why didn't you feel complacent before, but now you feel complacent?"

The Elf Chieftain scratched his head in embarrassment. "In the past, the Elf Clan faced too many troubles and had no energy to develop. Now that we have the Spirit Master, all the really difficult problems have been solved. We have to think about the long term."

In the past, there was the potential danger of fire snakes and the problem of depletion of spiritual power. There was no time to think about development. I was lucky to be alive.

Yinla followed Lingzun to the human race for a few days. Although he did not see much of the world, he said to himself when he came back, "If you fall behind, you will be beaten."