I mistook that man for...

The woman dipped a little bit of the medicine in the vial with her finger, put it into her mouth and tasted it, she looked surprised: "It seems that it is not my illusion, it turns out that it is really a liquid medicine refined from spirit grass."

However, the woman was puzzled, squatted down and put her slender fingers behind the unconscious Mo Chenzui, confirming that he was indeed a mortal: "How can a mortal have a panacea?"

This world is cut off from the world of immortal cultivators, almost all the inheritance of immortal cultivators has been lost, and all the woman knows is her own humble sect, which is hidden in the mortal world. To be honest, according to the records in ancient books, they do not even have the threshold of immortal cultivators. Haven't stepped on yet.

"Squeak!" The little squirrel on the woman's shoulder squeaked twice, as if urging her to hurry up after taking the treasure.

The woman touched the little squirrel's head, thought for a moment, carried Mo Chenzui on her back, and quickly disappeared into the wilderness.

When Mo Chenzui woke up, a cold and beautiful face hung over his head, which startled him.

"You're awake, how is your body feeling?" The woman in a lavender skirt straightened her waist and moved away from Mo Chenzui's gaze, "My name is Zi Lan, your savior."

Mo Chenzui's eyes were dull, and he didn't realize where he was for a while.

After a while, he looked at Zi Lan: "Thank you girl for saving me, I don't know where this is?"

Zi Lan took a fixed look at Mo Chenzui, but didn't answer, instead she held a small bottle and put it in front of Mo Chenzui: "Where did you get this thing?"

Mo Chenzui suddenly became excited: "This is..."

Zi Lan hastily took the bottle back, Mo Chenzui took a few breaths before calming down, but his eyes were locked on the bottle in Zi Lan's hand: "This is a gift from me... a friend, it is my most cherished thing , and ask the girl to return it."

Zi Lan looked at Mo Chenzui thoughtfully, as if evaluating whether he was lying: "Your friend gave it to you? I don't know your friend's name and where does he live?"

Mo Shenzui's eyes darkened, and he remained silent.

Seeing his appearance, Zi Lan chuckled lightly: "Could it be a gift from my sweetheart?"

Seeing that Mo Chenzui really didn't want to say anything, Zi Lan didn't force her: "Here, return it to you."

Mo Chenzui hurriedly took it over and hugged it in his arms, it's so precious.

Zi Lan looked at Mo Chenzui with great interest, and said: "If there is a chance in the future, I hope to get to know your friend."

Mo Chenzui got off the bed, touched the wound, and his facial muscles twitched in pain, but he could not make a sound, and bowed to Zi Lan: "Thank you for saving my life, but I still have important things to do." Let’s do it, I hope the girl can tell me where this place is, and how do I go to Qingwu Town?”

As long as he knew the location of Qingwu Town, he would be able to know the location of the holy mountain of the Tiansheng Sect's main altar. He didn't want to expose the news about the Xuqing Tiansheng Sect, so he only said the name of his hometown Qingwu Town.

"Qingwu Town?" Zi Lan thought for a while, "I have passed by this place once, it is about... a thousand miles away from here, if you want to go to Qingwu Town..."

She looked Mo Chenzui up and down, and shook her head: "With your current body, I'm afraid you'll die on the way before you get there."

Mo Chenzui was anxious in his heart, he had to see Xuqing as soon as possible, he was worried about the other party's injuries, especially, he missed Xuqing so much at this moment, and wanted to see him immediately!

"Girl, is there a place to rent a carriage or a horse here? It doesn't matter how much it costs."

Zi Lan still shook her head: "This place is in the remote mountains, if you want to go out, I'm afraid it will be... difficult."

Mo Chenzui frowned, he looked at Zi Lan: "Miss, what do you mean?" Do you want to trap him here?

Zi Lan understood the unspoken words of Mo Shenzui's emotions at a glance: "Don't worry, I don't mean to imprison you, but my faction is indeed built in the deep mountains. If you don't believe it, just go out and have a look, you Wherever you want to go, I will not stop you, and no one will stop you, my brothers and sisters from the same school."

Mo Chenzui raised his foot and was about to walk outside.

Behind him, Zi Lan reminded: "However, you need to be careful. There are many ferocious beasts in the deep mountains. You are weak now, and I am afraid that you are no match for the ferocious beasts. And you are seriously injured. If you don't get medical treatment in time, you may die soon."

Mo Chenzui paused, as if hesitating.

Zi Lan dissuaded: "It's better to leave after you have cultivated in my sect. It will be very convenient for you to go wherever you want."

Zi Lan checked Mo Chenzui's roots, and found that he was actually a person with spiritual roots. Although he was a little older, he might not achieve much after he started practicing at this time.

But now people with spiritual roots are one in a million and lack spiritual energy. Let alone old age, even a talented cultivator of the right age will not achieve much in this world. After all, it is difficult for a smart woman to cook without rice.

Mo Chenzui knew that the best choice for him was to stay and recuperate. He felt unbearable pain in his chest just after walking these few steps, his eyes turned black, and he was almost dizzy and almost fell down. I have traveled thousands of miles to find false feelings, I am afraid it will be difficult to even get out of the door in front of me.

Mo Chenzui endured the desire to vomit blood, his body swayed, and he staggered and turned around: "Girl, I'm so grateful to Mo Chenzui."

Zi Lan waved her hand: "Hurry up and lie down on the bed!"

Not long after, a young man with small freckles came in, holding a bowl of soup in his hand, walked to the bed and looked at Mo Chenzui: "You're awake, how do you feel? Is your body strong? Do you need me?" Feed you medicine?"

The young man treated Mo Chenzui as if he treated fragile porcelain. After all, he learned from Senior Sister Zi Lan that this person also has spiritual roots and can cultivate. He finally wants to have another junior!

In this deep mountain and old forest, he is almost tired of facing a few faces that he has seen for more than ten years all day long. The master still does not allow him to go out, saying that the world of flowers and flowers will destroy the heart of practice. It is really unfair , obviously Senior Sister Zilan will be able to go out!

Master is eccentric!The boy complained about his master in his heart.

Zi Lan glanced at the freckled boy, shook her head and was speechless, seeing that the mouth was crooked behind the ears, and patted the boy's head with one hand: "Who should see the grievance? Master won't let you go out, don't you know the reason?"

The boy once went out with the elder brother once, but after that time, the boy cried and refused to come back, touched the elder brother with snot and tears, and screamed miserably in the street, passers-by thought the elder brother was The human trafficker who abducted and trafficked children hurriedly reported to the police, and the senior brother almost went to jail.

The freckled boy pouted: "I've grown up now, it's not that I was ignorant when I was young."

Zi Lan rolled her eyes indecently.

Mo Chenzui took the medicine bowl from the young man and thanked him. He could see that the relationship between their seniors and brothers was very good, and this sect seemed to be a place of warmth. , probably like home!

After drinking the medicine, Mo Chen became drowsy, Zi Lan and the boy didn't bother him, let him have a good rest.

Just after Mo Shenzui fell asleep, Zilan and their master came.

Master is an old man with white beard and hair, but his skin is much younger and rosier than ordinary old people, and he is full of energy.

The outline between the master's brows and eyes is handsome, and it can be seen that the master must have been an extremely handsome man when he was young.

"I have met Master!" Zi Lan and the boy saluted at the same time.

The master glanced at Mo Chenzui on the bed, and said with a smile, "Zi Lan, is that the one you picked up?"

Seeing Master's smile, Zi Lan tensed her body reflexively.

The master went to the inner bedroom, stared at Mo Chenzui, and said, "Yo! This looks very handsome, with a bit of demeanor as a teacher...Zi Lan, you are not too young, this is not bad, you should pick it up with your own hands Yes, think about it?"

The corners of Zi Lan's eyes twitched: "Ah! Master, I suddenly remembered that a few spiritual herbs in the medicine garden seem to be ripe, I'll go and have a look."

After speaking, without waiting for the master to speak, he quickly slipped away.

The freckled boy also quietly followed behind the senior sister and slipped out together.

The master stroked his beard and shook his head: "It's true... children are debts to their parents!"

The master strode over to the bed, lifted the quilt from Mo Chenzui's body, and checked his body again.

It's not that he doesn't trust his apprentice, but he just wants to reconfirm the qualifications of the new apprentice who is about to become.

Master suddenly widened his eyes slightly, showing a look of astonishment, muttered a few words to himself, and then checked again for confirmation, more carefully than before.

After checking it five or six times, the master had to believe that he read it right: "It turned out to be born with... a magic bone?"

Could it be that he wants to take in a demon cultivator disciple?