Cultivating nature, seeking diligence and simplicity, and even more giving birth to that kind of blessing, there is an inch of spiritual root in his life, but Mu Ziliang does not think that he is a good seedling of cultivation, usually except for listening to the teachings in front of Senior Brother Guan Mo, most of the time he is idle.

Over the years, he wanted to go to the Shiyin Guru several times, but in the end he still silently endured, according to the elders who practiced deeply in the Nanshan Dao, the Guru's retreat may have realized some great truth, and he sought a breakthrough through the retreat of the Enlightenment Dao, during which no outsiders should disturb him, otherwise it would be a great sin to abandon his previous achievements.

Still thinking about the events of yesterday's sermon meeting, Mu Ziliang found a relatively secluded mountain and stone secluded place on Nanshan Road, from where he could see the scenery of the peaks under Nanshan Road from afar.

In the past, when he was alone, in addition to going to the library to read books, he would often come here alone.

Looking at the magnificent scenery of the mountains, or in a daze, or meditating, if you encounter any problems that you can't figure out or what is unhappy, you will quickly forget it.

Looking at the mountains and the emerald sky, he suddenly remembered something, it turned out that he had been on the Nanshan Road for so long, and he had not yet walked to many places outside the Nanshan Road.

Not only him, but even the other disciples in the Dao Sect, he rarely saw anyone go out to wander, because they were busy cultivating their nature every day.

With a sigh, Mu Ziliang remembered that when he was a child, when Shiyin was not his master, but his grandfather.

And from his memories before the age of seven, it seems that he was always haunted by evil diseases, and Shi Yin, who had been in the dust at that time, often took him up the mountain to collect medicine to ward off diseases.

Imagine that at that time, although the two of them who were not masters and apprentices but grandfathers and grandsons had a leisurely life, they were also full of fun, the memory flashed, Mu Ziliang's mood suddenly became more melancholy, he looked back at the depths of Nanshan Road, and he didn't know when Master Shiyin would be able to get out of the customs!

"Since Master Shiyin hasn't come out yet, it's better to ......"

Just when Mu Ziliang was thinking wildly, a bold idea suddenly sprouted from his heart, and then he suddenly looked up at the mountains in the distance, and a little firmness flashed in his eyes, so he quickly got up and walked back.

In those days when he went to the library, Mu Ziliang was not only attracted by a book of "Alien Ambitions", but also read many other books, including many books on the medical science of plants and trees.

Because he has been influenced by Master Shiyin since he was a child, he is also very interested in this aspect.

When Mu Ziliang returned to his yard, he plunged into the room and began to toss, and after a long time, he pushed the door out of the house and walked out, but at this time he had already changed his clothes, and he also had a cloth bag on his shoulder.

"I don't know what kind of herbs there will be in these mountains, but this place is full of aura at a glance, and it will not disappoint me, and it may be used after the master leaves the customs!"

Mu Ziliang looked out of the courtyard, with an expectant look on his face, it was rare that Senior Brother Guanmo's sermon would be over, and he would not look for himself again for a while, rather than staying bored in this Nanshan Road, it was better to go out of the mountain to collect medicine.

On the way out of the Nanshan Road, he met some Nanshan disciples, and was a little surprised to see Mu Ziliang's dress, and because Mu Ziliang found the new world, he quickly left after seeing that these people who did not have any communication with him on weekdays also greeted each other.

Out of the Nanshan Road is a series of paths, Mu Ziliang still remembers that when he went up the mountain, he followed Master Shiyin to one of them, and that road happened to be the most important road to the Nanshan Road Pass.

Mu Ziliang looked left and right, and finally decided that since he went out to collect medicine, he must take a different path.

So he ended up on a trail that was overgrown with weeds and was hardly ever walked.

I walked for a long time until the trail disappeared, and the mountains in front of me made it even more difficult to walk because the surrounding mountains were already steep.

However, Mu Ziliang didn't care about this, on the contrary, he was a little excited at this time.

Because all the high-grade medicinal materials grow in that kind of inaccessible place, and this huge group of mountains is a place where heaven and earth are full of spiritual energy, which is the most ideal place to collect medicine, otherwise there would be no hidden sect like Nanshan Dao.

He had seen the vast sea of clouds above the mountains on the cloud viewing platform at the Nanshan Pass, but he didn't know what kind of world it was in the mountains below the sea of clouds, and now he finally had such an opportunity to walk among the mountains to see and see.

Mu Ziliang was not disappointed, and after climbing over the cliffs and rocks, through the vine-filled woods, he did find many precious medicinal materials, including bear bile grass, spring and autumn leaves, old mountain ginseng, and some that he could identify, and some that he could see from the books in the library.

In just half a day, the harvest was already huge, and Mu Ziliang was very satisfied, but inadvertently, he didn't notice that he had walked a long way, and his body was also scratched by thorns all the way.

"Whew~"

Finally, Mu Ziliang came to a bare rock in the mountains, wiped the sweat on his face with his sleeve, then put down the cloth bag and sat down, took out some dry food from the cloth bag, and felt that his throat was a little dry and hoarse, and he was about to get water, only to find that the water tube made of bamboo tube had dried up, and he had no choice but to put down the bamboo tube.

When you are thirsty, the more you think about it, the more unbearable it becomes.

Mu Ziliang frowned, he didn't have much appetite for a while, but the mountain wind blew, but it made him feel refreshed, as if the world at the moment had suddenly become a lot quieter!

Suddenly, Mu Ziliang seemed to have discovered something, and quickly cast his gaze into the distance, he quickly put away his things, and then leaned in that direction.

The closer he got, the crisp sound became clearer and clearer, and Mu Ziliang's heart became more and more excited, it was the sound of rushing water, and in front of him was a mountain stream!

The stream is quiet, flowing through the mountains and rocks, and I don't know where it leads, but when I meet Mu Ziliang, who is having a dry mouth, it is like a gift specially prepared for him by God.

At the first glance of discovering this stream, Mu Ziliang's face was even more happy, so he put down the storage bag on his back, forcibly suppressed the excitement in his heart, and carefully came to a light stone next to the stream, and held the stream with his hand.

As soon as he entered, it was not only because of the psychological effect of bitterness, but also because of the inherent characteristics of the mountain stream, Mu Ziliang felt that the stream was very sweet and sweet, so he greedily picked up the flowing water in the stream and sent it to his mouth!

When he no longer felt his mouth dry, Mu Ziliang simply sat down and lay on the bluestone, letting go of everything, and then he felt a little tired.

This day's harvest was not bad, Mu Ziliang's face also showed a satisfied smile, his eyes slowly closed, enjoying this little rest.

"Sneer......"

Just when Mu Ziliang was half asleep, a strange sound suddenly came into his mind, his brows furrowed and his eyes slowly opened.

Because the shade of the trees above his head blocked the sunlight that reached his eyes, and in this kind of nervous afternoon, he almost fell asleep.

Sitting up from the bluestone, Mu Ziliang looked around, only to see that the mountain was already cool and flowing but there was nothing unusual, but before he could relax his vigilance, suddenly the strange sound sounded again, and he suddenly turned his head to look at the upstream of the stream behind him, only to see a strange shadow flashing as far as his eyes could see.

"Who?"

Mu Ziliang shouted, and when the shadow flashed, because the speed was too fast, he didn't see what it was, but when he shouted it, he thought about it again, maybe it was some little beast in the mountains.

But he always felt a little curious in his heart, so he tossed his things again, got up from the bluestone, and saw that it was not too early, but he thought about it but did not choose to go back, but crawled towards the place where the strange figure flashed before.

The mountain stream is crystal clear, and it is very sweet to take a sip, and I don't know if it is because Mu Ziliang was indeed too thirsty before, he always felt that the sweetness of this stream was very unusual, and when he walked up this stream, climbing between the mountains and rocks in the stream, there was a strange sound in his ears.

Mu Ziliang looked up, but he still didn't see what it was, and the curiosity in his heart was even heavier.

Finally, he climbed up from the lower reaches of the stream, but the scene in front of him made him never expect that there was a clear pool of water upstream.

And this was not what surprised him, what really surprised him was that in the pool of water, there was a stream of water gushing outward.

Or rather, the source of this creek is actually an underground fountain.

And looking beyond the waterhole, there is a green field!

Mu Ziliang never thought that there were such strange landscapes in the mountains and fields under the South Mountain Road, so he squatted down again and picked up a handful of stream water with both hands and brought it to his mouth, and after taking another sip, it was still so sweet.

There seemed to be an illusion that every time he drank the water of the stream, he felt more refreshed, and just as he was about to get up, suddenly he looked at the side of the pool.

I saw a strange plant growing there, because my attention had fallen on the waterhole, and I almost ignored the place.

It was in the shallow water at the edge of the pool, and there were a few palm-sized leaves floating on it, like lotus leaves, but Mu Ziliang was sure that it was not a lotus leaf, because there was a red fruit on top of the leaf, like a date.

From a distance, it looked like someone had placed it on top of the leaf at random, but when Mu Ziliang got closer, he found that the fruit was growing on the rhizome hidden under the leaf.

And the red fruit, which is the size of a date, is very different from a real date.

Because of that red, red crystal clear!