Zhengxian Road

Chapter 107

Chapter 107

The continuous mountains, like an ancient giant beast, crouched on the remote island.

The scorching sun hung high, scorching the earth, and heat waves could be seen rising from the ground with the naked eye.

At a glance, there are some houses scattered at the foot of the mountain, but these houses are all made of trees and stones, and they look extremely simple.

In front of the house, there were patches of orange-yellow rice fields everywhere. Perhaps because of poor moisture, many rice fields were a little shriveled.

In the paddy field at this time, there are many mountain people with hunched backs, picking grains with full shape from the shriveled rice in the paddy field, and then picking them off one by one and putting them into the bamboo basket behind them.

There is a bamboo basket behind every mountain dweller. It looks small, but it looks like a bottomless pit, and it seems that it can't be filled all the time.

And in the corner of this paddy field, a young man was picking rice with his eyes wide open. Due to excessive force, the rice fell to the ground. The strange thing is that the grains that fell into the paddy field disappeared miraculously on the spot. .

A gray-bearded old man next to him couldn't help shaking his head, and patiently taught him how to pick these grains.

The youth is very smart and quickly mastered the secret of picking.

Looking at those bamboo baskets, the young man couldn't help asking:

"Grandpa Mo, these bamboo baskets look amazing, why can't they be filled all the time!"

"Haha, you came from that distant mountain, so you don't know it. This is called a spirit basket. It was specially made by the Master Immortal Master and given to our Mojia Village. Since it belongs to the Immortal Master, it is naturally magical. Incomparable."

The old man stroked his beard, looked at the young man and explained.

This long-bearded old man is called Mo Zhaoyong, a native of Mojia Village. He has lived on this colorful stone island for more than 60 years, but when he mentioned "immortal teacher", his face was a little unnatural.

The young man who looked a little silly in front of him was discovered by old man Mo when he went to the mountains to collect medicine for three months.

When he first discovered this young man, Old Man Mo was shocked.

At that time, this person was being pressed down by a large pile of stones, his whole body was covered with blood, and his eyes were closed tightly as if he was not breathing.

If old man Mo hadn't known some simple methods of hopefulness, he might have regarded the young man as a "corpse".

In the end, when he found that there was a vague aura on this "corpse", it took a lot of effort for old man Mo to pull him out, and then brought him back home.

There are always some old medicinal herbs that nourish qi and blood in the deep mountains and forests, and the mountain range behind Mojia Village is no exception. Under the feeding and care of the old man and his granddaughter, the young man is also slowly waking up.

The young man who was picked up was Cui Ning who inspired the "Relocation Order".

Hearing the old man's explanation, Cui Ning also showed a hint of joy in his eyes, but it disappeared quickly, and the nagging old man Mo next to him naturally didn't notice it.

Since there are items left by the immortal master, there will naturally be an immortal master. It seems that this is not that kind of wild place.

Thinking of this, the scene that triggered the "Relocation Order" that day flashed before Cui Ning's eyes:
"My head hurts!" This was Cui Ning's first feeling after using the teleport order.

It was the first time he felt pain since practicing the Manji Golden Body Technique.

When he started teleporting under the white light curtain, he felt a huge pressure suddenly appeared in the white surroundings, but thanks to the light blue light shield emitted by the teleportation order in his hand, it protected his body and made him feel the pressure getting smaller.

However, the remaining spiritual power in his body also began to be injected into the token crazily.

After an unknown amount of time, the token in his hand stopped absorbing spiritual power, and then the white light dissipated, and he appeared in a forest.

At this time, he, who had no spiritual power all over his body, staggered and smashed directly to the ground. Even the "Dragon Transformation Pill", which was carefully wrapped before, slipped into his body because of the disappearance of spiritual power, and continued to play efficacy.

"It really hurts!" This was the only thing Cui Ning could think of before he fell into a coma.

Thinking of the pain caused by the "Dragon Transformation Pill", Cui Ning couldn't help trembling.He still underestimated the elixirs refined by those Yaozu masters. The efficacy of this "Dragon Transformation Pill" was basically ten times that of the spiritual liquid made from the Transformation Dragon Grass.

If it wasn't for that kind Uncle Mo feeding him the ancient medicine he treasured to nourish his body and blood, I'm afraid he is still in a coma until now.

Under the dual effects of the "Movement Order" and the "Dragon Transformation Pill", Cui Ning currently has no spiritual power in his body, so neither the storage bag, the storage bracelet nor the Qiankun Cave can be opened or entered.

And to solve the plight of the body, one can only devour those heaven and earth spiritual materials, monsters or panacea that contain the power of qi and blood.

But in this village, Cui Ning didn't get anything, and he didn't find any clue until today when he came to help pick rice together.

Although he has no spiritual consciousness, Cui Ning can still feel the abnormality of the bamboo baskets on his body, so he called the old man.

Cui Ning is not stupid, since these so-called "spiritual baskets" were made by immortal masters, the rice as a decoration must also be needed by immortal masters, otherwise they would never have made these utensils for these mountain people.

And Cui Ning also discovered that those "spiritual baskets" were solemnly placed in the lobby of the house except for holding rice.So after seeing the rice miraculously disappear, Cui Ning took the opportunity to inquire with old man Mo.

"These are not ordinary rice, they are spiritual rice that contains immortal power!"

Old man Mo's explanation can be regarded as completely solving Cui Ning's doubts.

"Sure enough, these rice are not mortal things. They contain immortal power, which is probably spiritual power! It seems that this island should be a resource island for immortal cultivators!" Cui Ning quickly made a rough estimate of the situation on the island. Guess.

In the subsequent chat, he also understood the reason why there were almost no teenagers on the island.

It turned out that dozens of years ago, the fairy master from Xiandao began to take away the nine-year-old boys and girls from Mojia Village, and called them as disciples of the fairy master.

Cui Ning naturally sneered at this. The boys and girls who were taken away were nothing more than a few situations. Those who had spiritual roots were cultivated, while those without spiritual roots were definitely working as coolies or being auctioned off as handmaids, just like Fu Xunfeng Island. like home.

Only these mountain people have been enjoying it all the time, planting "spiritual rice" for the "immortals".

While Cui Ning was chatting with old man Namo.

There was an exclamation from the mountains in the distance, and then a thin girl was seen running down the mountain with all her might.

This is a girl about eight or nine years old. She is wearing a shirt made of ordinary nettle cloth, but she has a pair of black eyes, which makes her look fresh and refined.

At this moment, the girl was still holding a grass-root-like thing tightly in her left hand, and ran forward without looking back.

Beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, face and neck.

She casually wiped the sweat off her face with the other hand, a trace of fear flashed in her black eyes, but her running pace didn't mean to stop at all.

"Roar!"

At this moment, a beast's roar suddenly came from the depths of the mountain forest behind, which scared the girl into a shudder, and her speed became even faster.

"No, it's that blind bear in the mountains!"

Old man Mo, who was still chatting with Cui Ning, also turned pale when he heard the roar of the beast, his body trembled, and he said tremblingly.

Then he picked up the sickle beside him and ran anxiously towards the girl.

That girl was old man Mo's granddaughter, Mo Xiaoling who was only eight and a half years old.

Sure enough, with the footsteps of heavy hammers beating drums, a mountain bear with a huge body walked out of the forest.

There was another roar, which scared many mountain people to run away to hide in a panic. In the whole rice field, only old man Mo, granddaughter Mo Xiaoling, and the only young man Cui Ning were left in the rice field.

After the mountain bear appeared, it stared at the girl fiercely with its only eye, as if it had a deep hatred.

Feeling that there was nothing among the mountain people that could threaten its existence, the blind bear stepped forward and continued to chase after the girl.

At this moment, Old Man Mo had already protected the girl behind him, but he was already old and added a girl, so he couldn't run away from this mountain beast at all, so he could only pretend to be calm, picked up the sickle in his hand and moved towards the approaching mountain. Bear waving.

Shan Xiong had long seen that the old man in front of him was at the end of his rope, an anthropomorphic sneer appeared on his face, then he roared, stood up, and waved his palm at the old man.

The mountain folk who watched this scene from a distance seemed to be able to predict the next scene, and some even closed their eyes.

But at the moment when the blind bear's palm was about to fall, something unexpected happened.

Just hear the "bang"!
The mountain bear's sharp claws, which were about to kill, were actually held in the air by a hand.

Under the pain, the mountain bear opened its mouth to bite the owner of the hand, but a fist suddenly appeared, and directly hammered at the blind Xiong's face.

"boom!"

This huge mountain bear was thrown into the air and landed in the rice field, laying down a large piece of spiritual rice.And the mountain bear's face was already bloody and bloody, and there was a continuous whine of "woo wu" from its mouth, and it seemed that it would not survive.

The owner of that big hand turned out to be that young Cui Ning who looked extremely thin and a little silly.

This dramatic scene shocked old man Mo, the girl hiding behind him, and the mountain people in the entire Mojia Village.

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