Supreme Medicinal God

? Helen smiled and asked Mo Lingshan: "Can you borrow my phone for one?"

Mo Lingshan looked helpless: "It's too bad, my cell phone is broken, and the weather is bad recently, the cell phone signal is very poor, if you want to contact someone, call the town at the foot of the mountain tomorrow."

Helen wanted to contact Earl Cran, and he came out of the longevity world, at least make a phone call to report safety.

"Then go to the town to call tomorrow morning."

Xiao Maile arranged temporary accommodation for Sister A Juan and Lao Qintou. The disciples of Fang Cunshan did not have one thousand but also eight hundred. The entire mountain is a Fangcun mountain site, where they live at any time, which is the quality of the environment.

The temporary residence is in a small courtyard in Houshan, near the backyard. There is a newly built three-story building with 17 or eight rooms in front. It was originally intended for new students.

Because the matter of newly admitted disciples has been shelved, these rooms have been vacant, allowing Sister A Juan to stay temporarily.

After everything settles down, change the place more suitable for cultivation.

The room is bright and spacious, with complete facilities and a more modern decoration. Mo Yun, who is accustomed to a simple wooden house, is very satisfied.

The disciples laid the bedding for them, prepared toiletries, and smiled Maitreya with a smile: "The elder ancestors, it is too late today. You and your friends will live first, and I will prepare a better place for you."

Mo Yun smiled and said: "It's good here. We are all ancient martial artists. We don't have too many requirements for the environment in which we live and eat, as long as we don't affect cultivation."

"Then we will leave first, without delaying your rest, I will live in the first row of the backyard, not far away. The elder ancestors need anything. Just ask me, just shout a smile, Maitreya, I will be on call. ."

Sister A Juan, Lao Qintou and Helen are also very satisfied with the room, but Granny Butterfly is a bit picky.

"Why is there no TV here?"

"I'm sorry, except for the reception room and the reception room, we have TVs. There are no TVs in the dormitory of the disciples, not even the patriarch's room. The patriarch told us that we should focus on cultivation..."

Sister A Juan glared at her grandmother: "What TV do you watch, you girl, if you don't practice well, you know enjoyment, and pay attention to me."

Granny Butterfly was not very happy and was helpless by Sister A Juan.

Mo Lingshan smiled and said: "Grandma Butterfly, modern people rarely watch TV. When I go to town tomorrow, I will buy you a mobile phone, watch videos, listen to music, and chat online. It is much more interesting than TV."

Grandma Butterfly is full of flowers: "Is that kind of small box that can take pictures and make yourself more beautiful?"

Helen smiled: "Yes, that's the one, I took a picture of you."

Granny Butterfly asked suspiciously: "Helen, what about your cell phone? Give me a try."

"I fell into the world of longevity."

"You girl is too unsteady to do things, so important things are lost."

Sister A Juan said: "It's not just a toy, but also about Helen's coming. Are we important to come out of the world of longevity, or is it important to play? Helen lost his mobile phone, Saieng lost his horse, what a shame?"

Grandma Butterfly flattened her mouth and said the conditions to Sister Ajuan: "When tomorrow I must go to town to buy one, without TV watching, follow you to practice, I have to have a mobile phone, right?"

"As long as it doesn't affect your cultivation, you can have one. Helen, help me buy one too."

Helen smiled. Sister A Juan wasn't indifferent to human fireworks. She actually wanted a mobile phone. She was an ancient warrior, but she was also a woman.

Sister A Juan did not object to some ideas of Grandma Butterfly. They spent hundreds of years in the longevity world and missed many things that ordinary people should have experienced.

Sister A Juan and Grandma Butterfly entered the world of longevity when they were young. In order to cultivate, they abandoned love and everything that became normal women.

They practice in the world of longevity like ascetic monks, but they accomplish nothing, regret, sorrow, and sadness. They often torment them and insist on practicing, or they are ordinary women. Two different ideas make them embarrassed.

Just like the devil and the angel, fighting in their hearts, there is no difference.

The night of Fang Cunshan is very beautiful. Although everyone is lying on the bed, they can’t sleep, and they don’t have the mind to practice meditation. Looking at the distant mountain scenery of the window, they feel like they have overturned the five-flavor bottle. Noisy and cranky.

Sister A Juan sighed in her heart. In a blink of an eye, hundreds of years have passed. Compared with when she first entered the longevity world, this is a completely strange world, and everything has changed.

Times, clothing, food, and her own mood are also changing. She does not know whether she should come to this strange world.

While eating supper, Lao Qintou drank some wine with Mo Yun and Mr. Mo Da. Once he was drunk, he was relieved of his worries. No matter how the world changes, wine has always been a good thing. As long as the world can still drink wine, he can do anything. do not worry.

Mo Yun was half happy and half sad, and after chatting with Mo Da, he understood the current situation of the ancient martial world.

What delighted him was that Fang Cunshan, under the leadership of Mo Da, became the strongest sect of the day. The Tian Quan gate was destroyed, the Shang Qing Gate, Xuan Kong Temple and Tai Yi Gate were so weak that he was very strong. A sense of accomplishment.

What worries me is that today is no longer an era where swords can be used to reach the end of the world.

The ancient martial arts are declining day by day, with fewer and fewer cultivation resources, advanced technology, and great impact on the ancient martial arts, hiding all kinds of threats.

Everyone was asleep in the midst of the disturbance, the mist in the mountains and forests in early winter was filled, the sky became gloomy, the moon was invisible, the stars could not be seen, and the sky became red, as if a touch of blood was flowing.

In the early morning, the sky changed color again, and a black mist rose from the mountain forest, and surrounded the entire Fangcun Mountain, and the darkness enveloped the earth.

As usual, Mr. Mo Da was going to get up for morning exercises. Last night, because he drank too much, he did not practice in the evening classes, and he should not miss the morning exercises.

But he could see through the curtains that the world was still dark. Looking at the time, it should be seven o'clock in the morning. At this time, the sky was dark and the gray color appeared, instead of being as dark as ink.

The sky is as dark as ink.

He jumped up from the bed freely. The weather was wrong.

Putting on his clothes, he rushed into the yard, and there was a smell of fishy smell in the air, just like some salted fish that had been drying in the neighborhood for many days.

Not only did Mr. Mo Da feel wrong, but Grandma Mo also looked at the sky in surprise: "It's seven o'clock, how the sky is still so dark, although the winter night is longer, it's not so dark. Not good, is it someone in our mountain Have you cast your formation?"

(End of this chapter)