Chapter 597: Talking in the Cave

The moon hangs high above the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers, and the clouds and mist occasionally obscure the soft and cold light, making the flowers and meadows with butterflies and insects chirping in the day appear more quiet. In the cave on the side of the low mountainside, He Miaomiao was leaning against the stone wall to meditate, and did not leave Mu Na and leave because of the exposure of her Taoist identity.

She only hesitated for a moment, but finally chose to stay, and when she woke up and made it clear, she decided whether to go together or separate.

If Muna hadn't used it as bait and rushed out of the cave to try to help her resist, she would have saved someone at most and left, not waiting. This kind of resolute move for the sake of a new acquaintance is not something that everyone can do, and He Miaomiao, who has always put her life first, is still a little surprised.

Seeing that Mu Na, whose breath was weak, had not yet awakened, He Miaomiao poked out her divine sense and swept it gently, only to see that there were many cracked internal injuries in her body, and the divine soul she sensed was not very stable, and she did have a feeling that she might return to heaven at any time.

Such an injury should have died a long time ago on ordinary people, but Muna has magical power, and the mysterious power hangs that breath alive, and it is really a crime to not go up or down.

According to her observations, Muna will not die anytime soon, but since she has just used all her strength to face the battle, the impact of her injuries on her physical body will be more serious, and it is impossible to travel around in a short period of time.

He Miaomiao remembered that the requiem grass she mentioned was a medicinal herb that could treat and suppress her injuries, although she didn't know its specific medicinal properties, but most of the names were similar to the existence of soul nourishing wood.

In her hands, there are not only soul-nourishing trees that nourish the soul, but also ears and leaves that grow on the soul-nourishing wood. These two kinds of medicine are more mild, and the feminine is not as good as the wood itself, and refining it will definitely be of great benefit to the soul.

But she wasn't going to take it out like that.

The soul nourishing wood is extremely cherished and rare in the Nine Shades, and it is impossible for her to casually go in and out of the Yellow Spring to find another one, and the remaining half of the tree in her hand is used to give it away casually.

He Miaomiao is not a good person with great love, although she has a good impression of Mu Na, but after all, she is not a friend of life and death, and she will not die if she is injured or not, at most she will sigh without saltiness.

It is not difficult to save her life with soul-nourishing fungus and leaves, but she also has to pay a corresponding return.

The return He Miaomiao wanted was just information, not precious, but important to her.

Whether it is the Hidden Sect or the Wu Clan, it is a strange field full of mysteries in the outside world, and no one really understands it.

Even if it's elusive, it's always good to have a general direction. She always felt that her destiny to come here was not only related to the "Medicine Sutra" or witch text fragments she wanted.

Of course, if you can learn some of the theories in the "Medicine Sutra" in Mu Na's mouth, it would be better to study the spirit plant pill with a different mindset, maybe there will be new inspiration.

Today's Dan Dao is not without progress, but it is relatively slow. When it comes to the infancy of Jindan and Yuan, everyone will not be restrained by Danfang, and the monks who love this way will inevitably study the pharmacology of medicinal properties by themselves in order to make continuous breakthroughs.

After all, the Dan prescription is the dead and the living, and the widely circulated Dan prescription has only gone through countless experiments, and it is the closest to the perfect and reasonable method, and it is still far from the real perfection.

But what one person can think of, others will think of, and the fewer new ideas there are, the slower progress will be. The Medicine Sutra, a theory that has been proven in the primeval period, allows monks to look at the Dan Tao from a new perspective.

"Hmm......" When Muna woke up, she was in severe pain all over her body, and she couldn't help but snort.

Her eyes trembled, and she struggled for a long time before she forcibly opened them, and looked around with difficulty, before she met her dark eyes on He Miaomiao's face.

Seeing that her pupils shrank and suddenly became nervous, trying to prop up her body to defend herself, He Miaomiao hurriedly persuaded: "You have injuries to all your internal organs, and it is easy to aggravate your forcible actions." ”

Mu Na had completely woken up, and the severe pain in her body made it difficult for her to move, but she remembered clearly that the few breaths He Miaomiao made were simply powerful and not like normal people. The unfamiliar breath and unfamiliar tricks made it difficult for her to let go of her guard.

It's just that no matter how she tries, her feet and hands don't obey the call, and when she occasionally moves, it looks like someone is holding a heavy hammer in her body, hitting her in the most vulnerable place. After just a few breaths, her face was covered with cold sweat.

Seeing her like this, He Miaomiao no longer persuaded her, and only sat aside and waited for her to calm down before communicating with her again. "Concealing my identity is not malicious to you, I am a stranger to this place, and I am sorry to be careful. ”

Mu Na gasped and leaned against the stone wall, hearing this, her breathing paused, and she stared at He Miaomiao with deep eyes for a while, and finally only nodded and didn't say anything. It wasn't until she was breathing easier that she asked, "If you're not a shrine maiden, who are you?"

He Miaomiao no longer concealed it, but he couldn't explain the other cultivation system in a sentence or two, and simply replied: "I am a Dao cultivator, not a person from your island. ”

"Dao Xiu?" Mu Na frowned, trying to find this unfamiliar word in her memories, but she still looked for it, but it was still unfamiliar, "Also, you said that we are an island here? The island is land in the water, and the five countries and two mountains are so big, how can they be in the water?"

In Muna's eyes, the small land in the lake can only live for more than ten families, and they have mountains and lakes here, how can it be an island?

"You don't know?" He Miaomiao was full of surprise, if mortals didn't know that it was located on an island in the sea, Mu Na had been doing witchcraft for so many years, and she still didn't know where she was?

When she came, she was obviously on the coast and saw a few small fishing villages, could it be that the people there have nothing to do with the Five Kingdoms?

Suppressing the doubts in her heart, seeing that Mu Na was indeed surprised and curious, He Miaomiao had no choice but to explain: "Your five countries and two mountains are a huge island, which is different from the lake, you are located on the boundless sea, which we call the East China Sea. ”

Muna's heart was pounding, and the words seemed to be full of appeal, making her unconsciously want to know more. "Are there many islands in the boundless East China Sea?

He Miaomiao was very patient with Mu Na's questions, after all, she was also full of the same curiosity about the unfamiliar world.

"It is true that there are countless islands in the East China Sea, but I am not a monk of the East Sea, but from the land west of the sea. The sea and land constitute the Canglan Realm where we are, but in the entire Canglan Realm, except for your island, the rest of the place is full of cultivators, and there are no witches. ”

"I thought that the five countries and two mountains were all, but I didn't expect that we were just an island?!" Mu Na only felt a kind of agitation in her heart, a faint expectation, as if something had taken root in her heart and wanted to sprout out of the ground.