Chapter 6: The Herb Picker [3/3]
"Elder, you say, will the White Bone Demon King not be here?" Xu Huang said loudly, even if he had the magic circle in his hand, even if he knew that he and the others were in no danger, the huge psychological pressure in the past three days still made this young female cultivator feel tormented.
"Perhaps, the demon king usually doesn't leave his cave mansion without permission, but it's not without special circumstances, but we may not have to worry, since the evergreen demon king is so determined, I think the white bone lady should be here. The old man replied in a voice that was not very sure.
Hearing this, Xu Di was about to say something more, but suddenly heard a faint singing voice coming from afar.
The voice was ethereal, as if it came from outside the sky, it seemed to be close to the ear, although it was weird, but there was not the slightest fluctuation of demonic energy and mana, and the three of them were subconsciously relieved while their hearts jumped.
This sudden ethereal singing voice not only alarmed the three people in the forest, but also alarmed the Evergreen Demon King and Zhao Xianzong, who was hiding in the void.
Different from these three people, Zhao Xianzong couldn't help but be alert the moment the song sounded, because the song came too abruptly, and in his perception, there was no trace of this person, where did this person come from?
Although it sounded like there was not a trace of demonic energy and mana, it turned out that how could a mortal come here, and how could he avoid his own perception and get close to him silently within a few miles?
There is a problem with the person coming!
Thinking together, Zhao Xianzong broke through the void, and appeared in the dense forest in an instant, whether this world is what he guessed or not, it is no longer important, what matters is what he can get!
There must be countless demons in this realm, and it seems that Heavenly Court also exists, so why should I stand there like this?
After showing traces in the forest, Zhao Xianzong slowly stepped out and appeared in front of the three monks of the Void Mi Taoist Temple.
Looking at Zhao Xianzong, who suddenly appeared, the three of them were slightly startled, and then after feeling Zhao Xianzong's breath, the three of them saluted slightly: "Where did Daoist friends come from? It is very dangerous here, and I hope that Daoist friends will leave quickly, don't make mistakes!"
Zhou is a kind of heroic righteousness, which seems to be mixed with a lot of compassion, such a monk is definitely not a demon cultivator, for the same kind, especially in such a dangerous environment, the human race is still very tolerant.
Hearing this, Zhao Xianzong smiled slightly and said: "Where is there no danger in this world? This poor Dao is here to kill demons and eliminate demons, even if you die, what is the regret, you Daoist friends have to say more, greedy for life and afraid of death, is it the style of my generation of monks?"
The words were breezy and calm, but the loneliness that unconsciously leaked out unconsciously made the three of them feel very real.
The three of them were infected by this breath, and for a while they all lost their vigilance against this strange monk who appeared rashly.
With Zhao Xianzong's cultivation at the peak of the Golden Immortal and various means, it was really easy to obtain and deceive these three mortal realm monks.
Zhao Xianzong, who was about to speak again, was slightly stunned, and then said loudly: "It seems that someone is here again, we will talk about it later!"
As Zhao Xianzong's words fell, the ethereal singing voice sounded again, but this time it was coming from this side.
After showing the traces, Zhao Xianzong no longer suppressed his divine consciousness, but he didn't go with all his strength, he just used the strength of his divine consciousness in the merger period and swept away towards the source of the voice.
Although Fang Cai also sensed the existence of this singing, he did not dare to probe because he was afraid of exposing his traces, so it was only at this time that he really saw who this singing was.
This is a woman dressed in coarse linen clothes, carrying a medicine basket, and a pair of broken coarse linen shoes on her feet, such a costume Zhao Xianzong has not seen for tens of thousands of years, and the memory is faintly a vague feeling, this is obviously a poor but self-reliant peasant woman.
The only difference is that this woman is naturally beautiful, and even this kind of dress can't hide her peerless face and beautiful figure.
The divine sense probed slightly, and Zhao Xianzong didn't notice the slightest mana fluctuation on his body, so he couldn't help frowning.
Even if a monk is a good monk, an unscrupulous investigation like himself should be exposed, but this woman is really like a mortal person, without a trace of mana, and there is a faint sense of weakness.
How did she do it?
Either this female cultivator is far superior to herself, or she has an extraordinary secret method that can even isolate the power of rules!
As soon as he thought of this, Zhao Xianzong couldn't help but be a little more cautious.
"Ahh
"You guys...."
The woman who walked up to the front instantly let out an exclamation, and even the herbs in the medicine basket on her back were sprinkled a lot, pointing at Zhao Xianzong and the four with a shocked and inexplicable expression.
"Don't be afraid! we are all demon slayers, and we won't hurt you!" Xu Di, the only female cultivator among the four, took a slight step forward, held the woman who was already trembling and unsteady on her feet, and comforted softly.
The three of them had been observing this woman all the way, so they did not suspect that this woman was an anomaly, because in their perception, this woman was just a mortal.
"You... You guys... It's really not a monster?" The Mai woman's face turned pale, and she trembled a little when she spoke, which made people feel distressed.
Xu Dian nodded slightly and said, "We're not, why are you here alone?"
When Xu Dian asked, the other two old men of the Xumi Taoist Temple did not interject, they all looked the Mai woman up and down carefully, and only after a long time did they glance at each other, and said in a low voice: "It's just mortals, don't care!"
The Mai woman listened to Xu Di's question, her eyes were slightly red, and she sobbed: "Sister doesn't know, even if there are many monsters in this heavy mountain, if my sister has a good life, she will always have a chance to live, but if she doesn't go into the mountain to collect medicine, then King Yama won't give people the slightest chance to live!"
Hearing this, and looking at the sad look of the Mai woman, Xu Di suddenly understood, it must be a seriously ill relative at home, otherwise how could such a weak woman risk death into the mountain like this.
Thinking of this, Xu An's hands shook, and a small jade bottle appeared in his hand, handing the jade bottle forward slightly, Xu Huang sighed slightly: "Sister doesn't need to be so sad, this medicine is refined by me, although it is not a panacea, but mortals can take it to cure the disease, as long as it is not a soul, even the dying person, can regain vitality!"
After finishing speaking, he gently patted the woman's hand and said: "Sister, you remember, you must not enter the mountain alone again in the future, the monster is cruel and inhumane, if you are like this, you will lose your life sooner or later!"