The heat slowly subsided, the pain was relieved, and the runes on his chest were completed, and the light traveled back and forth on his chest.

Mo Chen didn't dare to relax and continue to breathe, and all the runes returned to their original state again, and his body slowly soothed.

There must be no way to answer the meaning of the rune on the chest. Inexplicably, there is something more in the body, and if you don't fully understand it, you will always feel a little uneasy in your heart.

Continue to read the last part of the flannel, hoping to get a satisfactory answer and solve the doubts in your heart.

[Fu Cheng, it will be related to me, and the meaning of velvet will not disappear.] However, it will not be trapped in this pot forever. ]

The room is empty,

Flowers are planted naturally in the garden.

Ask how to solve this doubt,

The darkness of the wall is well understood.

"Finished?"

The ink dust flipped the flannel, and in the end all that was left was a seemingly inconspicuous poem.

"Could it be that the meaning of this poem is the method of making the pot? But it doesn't seem special?"

There is no doubt about the comprehension of cultivation, and the matter of literature can be described as incomprehensible, after all, he has no foundation since he was a child, and he has learned a lot from his master, but it is too complex and profound, and he has more than enough strength to do it.

"Hmm...... The room is ugly, the court, this court?呲~ Ask how to solve this doubt, I know, as the name suggests, where can I solve the doubt...... Oh my God, isn't that what I'm supposed to ask?"

Let go of the flannel and lie among the flowers, close your eyes slightly, and have to calm down and ponder slowly.

At the same time, outside the porcelain pot

"Ink dust?"

When everything returned to calm, Mu Yingxue rubbed her temples and slowly woke up, looking at the darkness around her, she lit the aura lotus lamp again.

"Fang Cai's power is really powerful, it is not an exaggeration to change to other people's gods, but it's just ......"

Although Mu Yingxue woke up, the damage caused before made her feel a little difficult to get up.

Knock Bell Bell Bell ......

"What's that?"

I didn't know what to kick when I moved, so I bent down to check it, and a porcelain pot was lying here.

"This pot fell from a high altitude without any damage? It doesn't seem simple, right, Ink Dust Boy?"

Recalling that before the coma, Mo Chen was restrained by this porcelain pot, since the pot was already here, and Mo Chen was not far away, Mu Yingxue shouted and released the lotus lamp, and the aura spread throughout the space, and there was a faint energy in the distance lying on the ground!

"Ink Dust Boy?"

Mu Yingxue was a little weak and walked over, and the person lying on the ground was really Mo Chen himself, and there was no reaction when she patted it gently.

"Whew, there are still signs of life that are not in danger, but the consciousness is seriously damaged. ”

Without further ado, with a wave of his fingers, the lotus lamp moved to Mochen's head, and the aura swept from head to toe without dead ends. Therefore, Mu Yingxue suddenly lay down with a soft body, and the surroundings fell into darkness again.

Inside the tent

"Elder, Senior Sister Mo has woken up!"

"Quick, let's go and see. ”

Duan Changyuan and his party hurriedly came to the tent of Moxi.

"Looks like he's recovering well!"

"Thank you, Elder!"

"Hahaha, there's no need to thank you, fortunately, your cultivation ability is stable, and you can recover it with just a little conditioning. ”

Duan Changyuan's words have come to this, and he can't help but show his face with shame.

"For our sake, put both of you in danger and almost killed here. And I, as a sect elder, have nothing to do, and I can't help it. ”

"Ahem, don't blame yourself, the matter of the Forest of Hundred Herbs is the matter of the entire sect, and it is also a matter of tranquility for me, blaming us for not being good at learning the arts, which led to this result. ”

Hearing Mo Yi say this, Duan Changyuan waved his hand and was very ashamed.

"By the way, I don't know Senior Brother Moying?"

When he woke up, he would see his senior brother for the first time according to the usual practice, but this was not the case today, and Mo Yi might have prepared for the worst in his heart.

"When escorting you out, Mo Ying rushed into the thick fog. At this point, I still haven't returned... Bad luck and bad luck...!"

Duan Changyuan's words were a little choked, and Mo Yi's expression was a little dignified.

"I hope Mo Yi is mentally prepared, I have sent someone to search, don't think too much, first adjust Gu Yuan, I will report as soon as there is news." ”

"There's Elder Lao. ”

Duan Changyuan walked out of the tent and didn't know what to say, looking at the dense forest in the distance, he couldn't help but sigh deeply, now he can only pray for God's blessing, Mo Ying can turn evil into good fortune.

"Report !!"

"How!?"

"Look, Elder!!"

The person who came to report the news had a happy face, this must be an auspicious sign, Duan Changyuan followed the direction that this person pointed to, and several people walked slowly with the extremely injured person.

Duan Changyuan could be said to be staggering, unable to take care of his feet, and when he approached, the big stone in his heart suddenly fell, and he was overjoyed. That's right, this person is Mo Ying!

"Hurry up, put into the camp tent immediately, the best medicine stone to serve, you! You! Cultivation is the best among all the people, hurry up and heal your wounds! By the way, you, quickly report the safety of Mo Yi, so as not to delay the recuperation of sorrow!"

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

Duan Changyuan was overjoyed, rubbing his hands, walking back and forth with his feet without stopping, watching everyone make proper arrangements, he walked into the camp tent non-stop, and personally guarded everyone to heal Mo Ying's injuries.

"How's the injury?"

"Rest assured, the elder is fine, it's just that he has been overconsumed and stayed in the turbid land for too long, and he has inhaled a large amount of filthy qi and hurt his heart. ”

"Elder, don't worry too much, Senior Brother Moying will have a blessing if he doesn't die in a catastrophe, and Ji people have their own natural appearance. Just consumption can be remedied, and more recuperation can be cured. And this injury requires a lot of medicine stones and time to completely expel the filthy qi. ”

"It's okay, it's okay, it's okay to be good, and it's going to be hard for the two of you in the future!"

"How can the elder have words, if it weren't for Senior Brother Moying, I'm afraid that the two of us would have died in the mouths of the alien beasts!"

"Eh, did you see this strange beast?"

"Nope!"

"Could it be that he was wiped out by Mo Ying?"

Looking at Mo Ying, who was injured and lying on the bed, everyone also acquiesced to this.

"Okay, very good, arrange for the disciples of various sects to report this matter one after another, and the Forest of Hundred Herbs will return to normal again!"

"Yes!"

As soon as the alien beasts were eliminated, the various sects received news one after another, so Moying Moxian attracted much attention, and the Qingyuguan once again attracted the attention of tens of thousands of people, and the people who really got rid of the alien beasts ......

porcelain pot in the world

"Aha......"

Mo Chen woke up like a dream, stretched his waist and stood up.

"It's not dark in this porcelain pot, and I don't know when I wake up. ”

Picking up the flannel again, I don't know if it was a flash of inspiration or a dream solution, looking at that poem, I was inexplicable.

The room is empty,

Flowers are planted naturally in the garden.

Ask how to solve this doubt,

The darkness of the wall is well understood.

"Literally, it's just an ordinary poem, but every sentence also describes the here and now, so what about the last sentence? ”

Mochen grabbed the flannel, turned around and walked into the house, and his heart suddenly brightened.

"I see, it's so easy!"

Walking into the wooden house, the flannel cloth is spread out on the table, and the fingers point to each word, a few of which are engraved in the mind.

"Room, inside, there, dark grid? yes, that's it. ”

Ink dust patrolled for a week, and where there was a wall, it was right behind the table. Carefully remove it and gently tap the entire wall, and you will find something unusual in the corner.

"Haha, let me see what the hell is so mysterious!"

The wall tiles are noticeably loose and can be removed effortlessly, revealing a picture scroll in front of you. Time flies, making this picture scroll dilapidated. Ink was careful to keep his integrity on the move, as this was his only chance to get out.

"Pot Control Spell!"

[This spell is the essence of this pot, and it is also the entry and exit of those in the past who have entered and exited this pot.] Walking on the stone case of the peach queen and secretly reciting the incantation, you can open the preaching of the world]

For a few spells, it is naturally difficult to pour ink dust, and it is like a stream of remorse in just a few minutes.

After finding the peach tree, a hexagonal stone slab was hidden among the flowers, and gently stepped on the stone slab, the stone slab naturally sank, the runes on the body flashed in the spell recitation, and a golden light appeared in the gap of the stone slab, only to feel that the eyes were blurred and then black.

At this moment, a little light flew out of the porcelain pot beside Mu Yingxue and went straight to Mo Chen's forehead, and then the light traveled all over his body.

"Whew, am I coming out?"

Mo Chen opened his eyes slightly, and asked secretly in his heart. Gently moving his arm, he slowed down for a long time before he realized his reaction.

"Huh?"

When the whole body is fully conscious, I realize that there is something pressing on the lower abdomen.

"Palace Master Mu?"

Although it was dark all around, he could also judge that after all, in this tree hole, there was only Mu Yingxue besides himself.

"Mu Palace Master?!"

Mo Chen got up slowly, looked at Mu Yingxue lying on his chest, and couldn't help but answer shyly. In order to help her up, his hands unintentionally touched the smooth skin, which made him even more helpless, blushing and heartbeat, even in this darkness, it seemed that he could not hide it.

"A weak pulse must be caused by overconsumption. ”

Without further ado, Mo Chen put aside the differences between men and women, helped the paralyzed man up, hugged him in his arms, put his neck in front of his arm, and placed the palm of his other hand on his forehead.

At this moment, Mo Chen didn't dare to stop his eyes, if he was distracted, not only could he not save people, but he would also harm himself.

"Whew...... That's it!"

"Ink dust?"

A faint voice came out, and Mu Yingxue had woken up.

"You ......!?!"

Seeing that he was slightly disheveled and still lying in Mochen's arms, his whole body was hot, his heart was beating faster, and his palm couldn't help but wave away.

A crackling sound echoed through the space.

"Palace Master Mu misunderstood!"

Even if you know that it is a misunderstanding, how cold and arrogant was a woman and a woman who is the head of a house?

Although Mu Yingxue has some admiration for Mo Chen, she is not in a hurry to give her a hug.

"Since it was a misunderstanding, what are you still holding me about? Do you want to misunderstand more or do you mean it?"

"Ahh......h

Bang, a muffled sound!

"Ah, Mochen, you...... I...... What a ......."

Mo Chen's incoherent words were even more hurried, he had no intention of offending, and in a hurry, he threw Mu Yingxue down and got up, and the tenderness was fleeting.

Mu Yingxue didn't fall lightly, she screamed in pain when she heard it, Mo Chen wanted to step forward to help her but didn't dare to help her, so she had to stand in place and didn't know what to do.

"Can't the wooden !! help me?"

"I'm afraid I'm ......"

"Hurry up!!"