After Luoyue carefully explained some reasons, she was stopped by Chang Ling again a moment before turning to leave.

"Then, can you please help me give these herbs to my master. Chang Ling handed over a few flowers and plants.

"Oh, it's the best thing, are you sure you want to give it to him? You don't blame him for such a thing?"

"I respect him as a teacher, he is the best person, although he didn't save me, but I still remember this kindness. ”

"After that, I may never return to the Canglan Sword Sect, maybe I will be a stranger in this life, although the cultivation realm should not pay attention to things such as providing for the elderly and sending them to the end, but as an apprentice, I still have to be filial to my master. Chang Ling said in a low voice.

She lived in the Canglan Sword Sect for three years, and as soon as she left, she found that there was nothing worth missing, and her uncle and uncle, who were once gentle-eyed, had become like that.

Luoyue took the spirit grass and responded lightly: "If you cultivate your body, go to Qingzhou, that is the only place in the fourteen states on the Tianxuan Continent that is occupied by monks but does not have the location of the immortal gate, presumably you can also feel a little more comfortable." ”

Her face was already well known to various sects in the previous big comparison between sects, and if she met an 'acquaintance' somewhere and sent her news back to the Canglan Sword Sect, it would be a big trouble.

Chang Ling nodded and said with a smile: "Luoyue, goodbye." ”

The figure of the falling moon turned into a black mist and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Chang Ling took a deep breath, pulled out a leaf of blood clotting grass from the storage artifact, and handed it to his mouth with great effort, allowing the bitter juice to melt in his mouth.

She is now weak, and she can only repair her body little by little.

As the power of the medicine gradually dissipated in her body, she gritted her teeth and endured the pain of remodeling.

This blood coagulation herb power was extremely domineering, and she could clearly feel the recovery of her body—starting from the gradual sharpening of her five senses.

She clearly heard the whisper of the maid outside the door: "The young lady inside, I'm afraid that there is something wrong with her brain, she is alone in the house, and she can speak energetically." ”

"Shhh, she was sent by an immortal, maybe she is also a great character, let's be cautious. ”

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Each plant has seven leaves on it, and of course the most powerful part is its blood-colored rhizome.

After eating the fourth leaf, Chang Ling was already able to move as a normal person, and it was only seven days since she lay there unconscious.

Her terrifying speed of recovery made the maids no longer dare to speak in private, and even when she spoke, they only replied with their heads bowed and trembling.

However, as her body recovered, she took the initiative to talk to these people.

The place where she is now is Xiangjiang City in Hezhou, and Hezhou is the only 'territory' belonging to mortals in the fourteen states of the Tianxuan Continent.

In this small land, tens of millions of mortals live.

Xiangjiang Castle was the imperial city of a dynasty founded by mortals, a name that she often heard from legends when she was young.

I didn't expect that one day I would be able to live in the palace of this 'True Dragon Son'.

She often stood on the highest point in this royal city, overlooking the hustle and bustle of the world.

In this world of immortals and demons, mortals do not have an easy time, and their laws do not limit those who ascend to heaven and earth, but they still live passionately and actively.