Ordinary animals cannot theoretically give birth to spiritual intelligence.

But looking at the appearance of this wolf, the expression in his eyes, it is obvious that he has opened up his spiritual wisdom again, if he has enough spiritual energy, he may be able to cultivate into refinement.

"Maybe there's something on this snowy mountain that has made this snow wolf change!"

Mo Wudao thought in his heart, the purple bamboo sword in his hand did not pause at all, and the sharp sword qi slashed the snow wolf that surrounded him like chopping melons and vegetables.

In a few breaths, corpses were scattered all over the field, and the blood stained the snowy mountains red!

But what is amazing is that these snow wolves are still not afraid of death, and the head wolf does not give any order to retreat.

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon!

There's weirdness! Definitely weirdness!

Mo Wudao's gaze looked at the coquettish head wolf, or rather, the wolf king, and when he cultivated it, his speed suddenly increased several times.

Almost in a flash, he appeared in front of the wolf king and kicked the wolf king in the head.

"Whoa······"

The wolf king screamed and was kicked out by Mo Wudao's heavy kick, rolled several times in the snow in a row, and then shook his head and struggled to stand up.

Mo Wudao bullied himself again, kicked the wolf king to the ground again, and then stomped the wolf king under his feet with a jack drop, unable to move!

The wolf king was restrained, and the surrounding wolves became more and more angry, and surrounded Mo Wudao with bared teeth.

"Humph!"

Mo Wudao raised his eyebrows, swept around for a week, luckily dantian, learned the roar of the wolf king, and roared into the sky!

"Whew~"

This piercing voice, containing Mo Wudao's fifty percent cultivation, instantly came out several miles away.

The snow wolves that got close to each other drooped their heads one by one, lay on the ground and whimpered in a low voice, and suddenly lost their temper.

The dozen or so warriors who were rescued by Mo Wudao also covered their ears with their teeth bared, looking extremely uncomfortable.

The melodious and piercing roar rang out for several breaths, and the wolves finally fled unbearably, and soon disappeared.

Mo Wudao also stopped, and a smug smile hung on the corner of his mouth.

The roar of this Buddhist lion, coupled with the cultivation of fifty percent, is indeed not to be underestimated, and he looks down at the most direct victim.

The wolf king, who had been angry before, had been shaken to death, and blood was spilling from his ears.

"Sample, you know it's amazing!"

Mo Wudao took out a tracking charm, punched into the wolf king's body, and then raised his foot.

The wolf king staggered to his feet, stood in place, glanced at Mo Wudao with fear in his eyes, and then limped away, and disappeared into the snow after a while.

Mo Wudao turned around and returned to the side of the rescued warriors.

Seeing him come back, these people's eyes were full of gratitude and a hint of vigilance, after all, the strength that Mo Wudao had shown before was completely beyond their imagination.

"Who are you, what are you doing here?" Mo Wudao asked with some curiosity.

This snow-capped mountain is inaccessible, the roads are difficult and dangerous, and there are wild beasts rampant, and the nearest human dwelling place is at least dozens of miles, and this group of warriors must not have come here for no reason.

It was still the representative of the middle-aged man with the highest cultivation, who bowed down and replied: "We are from the Qingyue Kingdom, and we are here to find the legendary Tianshan Snow Lotus. ”

"Tianshan Snow Lotus?" Mo Wudao was slightly stunned.

"My young lady has always had a stubborn disease, visited countless famous doctors, but no one can cure it, I heard that this snow mountain has Tianshan Snow Lotus, which can cure all diseases, so I came here to look for it, I don't want to meet these beasts, I am besieged here, and thank you Shaoxia for pulling out a knife to help!"

After speaking, a young girl walked out of the crowd behind, this girl was wrapped in a cotton coat and carried a slender long sword in her hand.

Cultivation has also reached the realm of the day after tomorrow!

Walking in at this moment, Mo Wudao realized that there was something wrong with this girl's complexion!

The appearance is quite pretty, but the white horror, the lack of blood, between walking, the breath is obviously not very smooth.

If it is a normal martial artist, when he reaches the realm of the day after tomorrow, he will naturally not have such an appearance!

"Concubine Song Ci, I've seen Gongzi! I don't know what to call Gongzi?"

The girl didn't squirm, and bowed generously to Mo Wudao to thank her.

"Oh, my name is Mo Wudao. ”

"Mo Wudao?"

The girl and the middle-aged man in the lead were obviously stunned, which made Mo Wudao a little puzzled, and said with a smile: "What, is there anything wrong with my name?"

The middle-aged man hurriedly arched his hand and said: "There is no problem, I just heard that the Linglan National Master of Dongzhou Dazhao, also called Mo Wudao, is also called Mo Wudao, so I am in a bit of a trance······"

Mo Wudao secretly smacked his tongue, he was so famous, and the people in the neighboring country Qingyue also knew his name.

Suddenly, he raised his eyebrows very wickedly, and said with a smile: "I am the Great Zhao National Teacher!"

"Ahh

Everyone was suddenly shocked, and they all stared at Mo Wudao with a look of surprise.

Several people thought to themselves in their hearts, and heard that Da Zhao's Linglan National Master was indeed a very young and handsome young man, and he liked to wear white clothes, and his cultivation was unfathomable, and at this moment, Mo Wudao's dress was somewhat similar.

But this place is an uninhabited snow mountain north of Qingyue, if Mo Wudao is really the Linglan National Master of Da Zhao, then what is he doing here?

"Mo Gongzi didn't say a joke?" asked the girl Song Ci.

"Hehe······"

Mo Wudao smiled, and didn't bother to argue, but persuaded: "Miss Song Ci, that day the mountain snow lotus does have the effect of curing diseases, but it is not a cure for all diseases, but it is just to treat some menstrual irregularities, nourish the kidneys and invigorate qi, and dispel cold and replenish blood;

The girl's illness comes from the mother's womb, it is a congenital disease, taking the Tianshan Snow Lotus, it has no effect, you better go back, I estimate that those snow wolves will be killed again soon. ”

The eyes of the girl Song Ci and the middle-aged man were bright, the young man in front of him not only cultivated to a high level and had an extraordinary demeanor, but he could also see at a glance that her illness was a congenital stubborn disease, and there was a way to cure it.

"Can Mr. Mo see the root of Miss······'s illness? The middle-aged man asked with some excitement.

Mo Wudao shook his head and said, "It's a little difficult to treat. ”

Refractory?

That is, there is a cure, the girl Song Ci and the middle-aged man glanced at each other, and their eyes showed a look of hope and excitement.

Seeing the hope in the eyes of the two, Mo Wudao smiled and said to Song Ci: "Miss Song Ci, give me your hand, I still need to know more about it······"

"Good!"

Song Ci couldn't wait to roll up his thick sleeves, revealing his fair and soft slender jade hands, and Mo Wudao stretched out two fingers to put them on his pulse.

The power of the primordial god probed along, and after a dozen breaths, his brows furrowed slightly.

Song Ci and the middle-aged man's eyes were also entangled, every time they visited famous doctors, those famous doctors had this expression.

Then the exit is a sentence that can't be cured, Song Ci already has some habits, but he still has a glimmer of hope.

Mo Wudao is also a little entangled, this girl's disease is in the heart, and there is a congenital heart defect, that is, congenital heart disease.

Now that it can develop to this extent, it is also the reason why his family has spent a lot of elixir maintenance, but if it cannot be cured, there will be more and more complications in the later stage, and there will be no years to live.

This kind of congenital heart problem can be treated surgically on the earth, but it does not have this condition at the moment!

Chongguang Village's main research direction is the space flight technology tree, and there are no conditions to complete surgical operations, if you wait a few more months, you may be able to build a space medical cabin and perform the operation automatically.

To say that the elixir of the cultivation realm can also cure this congenital heart defect, but Mo Wudao has no elixir at hand at the moment, and there is no pill.

And there is no relatives and no reason, if there is a fate, it will be saved, and if there is no way, there is no fate.

He is not a savior, and he has no heart to go to the cultivation realm in order to save an irrelevant mortal, and he is looking for medicine and alchemy.

"Miss Song Ci, I can't do anything about your illness for the time being. ”

Mo Wudao let go of his hand, and said with some confusion: "Among them, the drug treatment method, the medicinal materials are difficult to find, and it may not be available all over this continent, and if there is another treatment, there is no mature tool now······

"Ahh

Song Ci was startled, and then knelt on the ground with a bang, Mo Wudao was stunned, "Girl, this is?"

The girl's eyes were ruddy, tears came out like this, and with a crying voice, she begged: "Ask Mo Gongzi to kill the little girl, I don't want to die..." Woo woo woo · I'm only 17 years old... I don't want to die!"

In this world, who is not afraid of death! Who wants to die!

The middle-aged man glanced at his young lady with a distressed face, tears flashed in his eyes, and he begged: "Please also ask Mr. to overcome all difficulties and save my young lady's life." ”

"Alright!

Mo Wudao eats soft and not hard, and it is indeed a pity to see that such a young girl in the flower season has not yet enjoyed life, and she will die with a whimper.

Since it gives people hope, it's not good to ignore it like this.

"I have a set of qigong methods, although it can't enhance your cultivation, but it can make your body's qi and blood run more normally, and also reduce some of the untimely feelings in your heart. ”

Mo Wudao helped up the kneeling girl and recited a set of health exercises to carry qi and blood!

"After going down the mountain, when I have cultivated this set of exercises proficiently, I will set off to Handan City, the capital of Emperor Zhao, find the Lingyan Pavilion there, and tell them that I want to see Linglan National Master, and I will prepare some things there, and I can treat you. ”

Song Ci and the middle-aged man were stunned!

After digesting Mo Wudao's words, he said in surprise: "You... Childe, you are really the mysterious Linglan National Master of Da Zhao. ”

"It's like a fake!" Mo Wudao smiled faintly.

The girl's bloodless face suddenly burst into excitement, her eyes were full of surprise and hope, and she cried with joy: "Yes, I saved! Thank you, the National Teacher, for saving your life! Thank you, the National Teacher, for saving your life······!"

"Okay, I've left beforehand, you guys should go down the mountain as soon as possible!"

After Mo Wudao finished speaking, he was about to leave, but the middle-aged man asked enthusiastically, "Master Guoshi, do you need my help?"

Mo Wudao didn't look back, waved his hand to indicate that he didn't need to, and followed the trail left by the wolf king, and disappeared into the snowy mountains in a moment.

Song Ci and the others also trimmed up a little, and with great hope, they went down the mountain to go home!