Chapter VIII

After breakfast, Han Fang packed up his belongings, said to Han Daolin and his wife, and then picked up Mo Ziling and walked out of the courtyard. Ji Yuchen chased after him and said, "Ah Fang, are you going to the mountains?" I heard that the master said that there are a lot of good herbs in Taihua Mountain, I will go and find some back; you are familiar with this area, can you allow me to go with you?"

Han Fang raised his eyebrows and replied, "Ah Ling and I will go to find a spirit bird for him to use, and we will be more relaxed, if Brother Ji doesn't think we are in the way, we will go together." ”

"Where. Ah Fang just catches the spirit bird with Ah Ling, and I can go to find the herbs. Ji Yuchen replied lightly and followed them, carrying a bamboo basket behind him.

Han Fang waited for Ji Yuchen to take a few steps forward and walked side by side with him, and then asked, "Brother Ji is very proficient in pharmacology?

"I've lived here for a long time, and I've become familiar with the farmers near the courtyard, who are living a hard life and can't afford medicine when they're sick. I have traveled for many years, and I know a little about pharmacology, so I help them make some herbs to relieve their pain. ”

Han Fang's expression was straight, and after saluting respectfully, he said, "Brother Ji, but this is the case everywhere? The royal family has a beautiful person like Brother Ji, the blessing of all the people!"

Mo Ziling glanced at Ji Yuchen's back and continued to follow Han Fang one step behind. She didn't feel respected, but felt that if this person didn't really love the people, he was scheming. Whatever he is, he has nothing to do with himself, and staying away from this person is the right way.

After walking for about an hour, it was almost at the peak, and Han Fang chose a sheltering stone wall for the three of them to rest. Ji Yuchen glanced at Mo Ziling and said, "Ah Ling looks thin and small, I don't want my physical strength to be comparable to me and Ah Fang, I don't see the slightest fluctuation in your breath." ”

Mo Ziling replied lightly: "Practice every day, get used to it." When he looked back and saw a few strips of grass in the cracks in the rocks around him, he pulled them out, shook them clean and put them in his backpack.

When Ji Yuchen saw it, he asked again: "Ah Ling also understands pharmacology and medical science, maybe see if all the herbs in my basket are correct?"

Mo Ziling didn't look at the bamboo basket, only looked at another peak not far away and said, "I only know a little about it. When I was young, my health was not good, and I needed herbs to recuperate, so I learned some by myself; ”

Ji Yuchen knew that he was unwilling, so he didn't ask again, and only lowered his head to drink water. Han Fang looked at Mo Ziling's cold eyes, and only hated that he couldn't know Ah Ling early, so he couldn't let her be so vicissitudes at such a young age......

After a moment of repair, several people got up and walked towards the top of the highest peak, and the ink purple spirit urged the spiritual power to sense the breath of birds and beasts in the mountain. Han Fang looked back and asked, "How far can Ah Ling use his spiritual power to perceive now?"

After a moment of silence, Mo Ziling replied, "A radius of dozens of miles. After finishing speaking, he saw that the two people in front of him had stopped, and after looking at him in surprise, he couldn't help asking, "But I haven't cultivated enough?"

Han Fang shook his head and said, "Ah Ling, you are a spiritual power cultivation wizard! Senior Brother can say that you are a pervert?"

Ji Yuchen looked at Mo Ziling and said slowly: "It is said that the current Taibu can only perceive ten miles around his body, and he is already fifty years old; Ah Ling, are you a descendant of the Mo clan?"

"I'm not from the Mo clan, but the son of the world loves to give the surname Mo. Probably...... Am I really the genius that Senior Brother said?" Mo Ziling was even colder.

It was already noon when she climbed to the top of the main peak, Ji Yuchen was collecting herbs around her, Mo Ziling carefully sensed all the breath, and Han Fang stood aside and looked at her. After a while, he opened his eyes and said: "Senior brother, there is a spirit bird in the mountain gap ahead, and the breath is the most powerful within dozens of miles, I'll go over and take a look, you wait for me here......" Before the words were finished, Han Fang's expression was said again: "Senior brother, you don't have spiritual power, you will alarm it in the past." I went to see for myself, and I also wanted to know if the cultivation in the past few years could be effective. ”

Seeing her insistence and understanding her actions, Han Fang did not follow, but repeatedly told her to stay at the top of the peak after acting carefully, watching her quickly disappear into the forest.

Half a quarter of an hour later, the Ink Purple Spirit arrived at the stone gap, gathered his breath, released his spiritual power, and his entire body was wrapped in white mist, walking towards the prey's hiding place. After a clear cry, a whole body of red feathers flew out of the stone gap, like the size of a pheasant, dragging a long tail of the spirit bird, look closely, it is actually a female Luan bird, called "and". Mo Ziling was overjoyed, and he didn't want to be able to see Luan Bird for the first time he hunted, belonging to the ancient god bird phoenix clan and the king of birds.

Luanniao, who flew low out of the stone gap, was surprised to see a person standing on the stone platform, knowing that he was here to hunt him, he flapped his wings and swooped over to photograph Mo Ziling off the cliff. Mo Zi Ling urged the spiritual power to attach to the shark silk cord and throw it upwards and wrap it around Luan Bird's neck, Luan Niao saw that he couldn't shoot people but was tied up, and became more and more annoyed, and his sharp claws grabbed Mo Zi Ling. Summoned the moon folding fan in his palm and was about to wave it at Luanniao, when an eager voice came: "Don't use this fan, otherwise it will definitely die." ”

When he turned around, it was Ji Yuchen, and before he could say anything, Mo Ziling's shoulder was fiercely scratched by the Luan bird, and he snorted lightly and withdrew the Folding Moon Fan. He was about to pull out the purple sword at his waist, but he saw Luan Niao quiet down, staring at the back with fear. Turning around, Ji Yuchen was standing quietly, with a small bow and crossbow in his right arm facing Luanniao. The dark purple spirit pupils shrank: it was actually an ancient artifact "Heaven Killing Bow"! No wonder this luan bird was obedient, but he knew that the murderous aura emitted by this artifact alone was not something that a spirit bird like it could withstand.

With only killing intent, you can suppress a luanniao. It can be seen that in this world, whether it is human beings or other species, they are all afraid of tyrants. No matter how strong the opponent is, as long as there is still a glimmer of life, he will always struggle, but if the opponent shows his killing intent at the beginning, he will not struggle if he has vitality. When the two armies are fighting, the one who is in high spirits has the first opportunity;

Mo Ziling withdrew the shark silk rope, looked at Ji Yuchen lightly and said, "This Luan bird is yours." ”

Ji Yuchen put away the Sky Killing Bow and walked to Luan Niao's side, grabbed Mo Ziling, who was about to leave, and said, "Ah Ling, it's yours." Besides, I already have a 'luan', and this 'He' is perfect to be your spirit bird. If it weren't for your spiritual power, it would be long gone. After speaking, he saw that the wound on Mo Ziling's shoulder was deep to the bone, frowned and said, "I'll bandage the wound for you and then go down, your injury is very serious." ”

Mo Ziling walked up to Luan Bird, touched a little blood from his shoulder, gathered spiritual power and pressed it on the top of Luan Bird's head, watched the blood beads disappear and said, "No, this injury is not in the way." After speaking, he brushed away Ji Yuchen's hand and was about to move forward.

"Ah Ling, don't you like me to be close to you?" Ji Yuchen asked again, grabbing the hem of her clothes.

"Brother Chen thought about it a lot. Go down, senior brother must be in a hurry. Mo Ziling picked a few hemostatic herbs and smashed them with stones and pressed them to the wound, got up and glanced at Luan Niao and walked down, the guy obediently flew up and circled forward after her.

Ji Yuchen looked at Mo Ziling's thin back and still stood tall, his sword eyebrows were tightly locked, and he slowly picked up the bamboo basket and followed.