The girl unconsciously reached dawn in her cultivation, and when she woke up from her cultivation, the girl looked out the window and muttered in her heart: "It's another day so soon, it's time to get up and cook!"

I saw that the girl immediately stood up, glanced at the young man on the bed, walked to his side, touched the young man's pulse and heart, and whispered to herself: "It's much better than yesterday, and there is a trace of blood on my face, it seems that the medicine I fed yesterday is useful!"

Then, the girl took out a yellowed paper bag on the simple wooden table beside her, and carefully opened it, only to see that the bread was green powder, and she did not know what it was made of.

The girl took a small bowl, carefully poured the green powder from the paper bag into the bowl, and then took a wine gourd and shook it a few times and poured it into the bowl.

While blending the powder evenly, he muttered: "This is a healing elixir prepared by grandpa, and I am usually reluctant to use it, but now I can give it all to this guy to drink!"

The healing elixir in the girl's mouth is just an ordinary healing medicine, and she doesn't even have the medicinal power of an inferior elixir, but in the eyes of mortals, it is indeed a 'holy medicine'.

The old man's surname was Ye, and those who knew him well called him Ye Bo, who is said to have studied medicine with a minor monk when he was young, so he was able to prepare several commonly used herbs.

And the herbs it prepares, although they can't even reach the medicinal power of a first-grade inferior pill in the cultivation realm, but after decades of immersion in medical skills, it can still reach the level of a few first-grade inferior pills, which is not surprising among mortals.

The girl carefully fed the young man the prepared potion and took it, and then went out to prepare breakfast.

The girl was busy in the outhouse for a while, and shouted to the other room, "Grandpa, it's time to eat, why are you up so late today!"

After a while, the old man walked out of the room, moved his body, and said to the girl, "You are old, you may have been tired when you went down the mountain yesterday!"

The girl hurriedly ran over and asked with concern, "Grandpa, are you okay?" What's uncomfortable? Does it matter?"

The old man looked at the nervous girl and shook his head, "It's okay, it's just a little tired." After sleeping, don't be nervous, go, eat!"

As he spoke, he and the girl packed up the dishes and chopsticks and prepared for breakfast. There are a few simple greens and a few yellow cakes on the white wooden table, which is a somewhat shabby breakfast for the two.

Even so, the grandfather and grandson ate with relish, and the girl ate a few bites of food, and said suspiciously: "Grandpa, what do you say is the origin of this guy? He was hunted down by the enemy? Looking at his dress, it seems that he is not from here, and I don't know where he came from, will he cause trouble for us?"

The old man shook his head, "Save people." How can he worry so much, how is he now?"

"I just fed him the medicinal wine, and it seems to be much better than yesterday, thanks to grandpa's medicinal wine!" replied.

When the old man heard this, he groaned: "This young man is very seriously injured, and his internal organs have been injured by Yanzhòng, and the person who shot it can be described as ruthless, and he has no intention of letting him live at all." Although my medicinal wine worked, his own body was also crucial, and he could still breathe a sigh of relief after such a serious injury. Unless he's a monk!"

The girl almost choked on half of the cake, and hurriedly drank a sip of water, swallowed it hard, and looked at the old man with wide eyes. There was surprise in his tone: "Grandpa, you said he might be a monk? So what level is he? We are in a poor and remote country, there is no Xiuzhen sect within a radius of tens of thousands of miles, how can there be a monk? It is said that there is a Xiuzhen sect 100,000 miles away from here, could it be that he came from there?"

The girl crackled with a question mark, the monk was a little distant to them. It is said that the cultivation sect that is 100,000 miles away is not something that they mortals can reach.

The range where they are now is a small mortal country with a radius of only tens of thousands of miles, remote and desolate, and no one cares about it at all, let alone the attention of the Xiuzhen sect, so Xiuzhen is a luxury for the people here.

However, there are still some accidental "Qi Cultivation Techniques" circulating in this small country, but they are very rare, expensive, and most of the circulating ones are incomplete, as for the complete ones, they are generally in the hands of the imperial city and the official governments of the major capitals, and they will not be passed on.

Here, it is said that only the guards in the major capitals of the Imperial City will practice the human-level exercises that are extremely precious to them, and in this small mortal country, the most powerful cultivator is the master in the Imperial City, and it is said that there is a realm of Nayuan.

Faced with the girl's question, the old man couldn't answer it for a while, and said helplessly: "How do I know so much? I'm not a fairy, I'm just guessing, and when he wakes up, won't you know when you ask?"

The girl calmed down her nervous mind just now, stuck out her tongue at the old man, and muttered, "Haven't you practiced with a monk before, how can you not even see this!"

The old man suddenly had a headache, and said helplessly: "How can it be counted, if you say that you are a monk, you just have been cultivating for a few more years, how can you have any real ability?"

The girl grimaced and teased: "Look, you admit it yourself, you used to brag to me about what kind of cultivator you studied with, show your stuff!"

The old man was speechless for a moment, he didn't expect to be surrounded by this little girl, and he coughed a few times and buried himself in eating.

Seeing this, the girl let out a few crisp laughs, and then heard the old man's pretended strict order: "Hurry up and cultivate after eating!"

Because of the youth, the grandfather and grandson did not go to the back mountain to collect medicine, but took care of the young man. In addition to cultivating the incomplete "Qi Cultivation Technique" on time under the old man's instructions, the girl and the old man tended to the vegetable garden in front of the door.

At this time, Ruixue Village is in summer, the village is surrounded by green mountains, a willow and dark flowers, and the gentle mountain breeze brings a fresh smell of grass and trees, which makes people feel relaxed and happy.

The girl stood outside the courtyard, watching the scorching midday sun shining on the earth, and as far as her eyes could see, the world she knew, and the small county town of Heyang, ten miles away.

For as long as she could remember, the town of Heyang, which was less than a hundred miles in radius, was the largest town she had ever seen, and it was located on the edge of the entire empire, so it was not very prosperous.

In the past, the girl heard people in the town that the imperial city was fertile and prosperous, although she longed for it, but it was a little out of reach for her, except for the county seat, the farthest she had been to was the green mountain behind her grandfather.

This green mountain stretches for hundreds of miles, towering into the clouds, and every time she can only go deep with her grandfather for dozens of miles, at most she only walks halfway up the mountain, and then goes up to the trees, and the strange rocks are craggy, but she can't travel.

Every time a girl finishes practicing, her favorite thing is to sit in the courtyard, looking at the green mountains in the distance, and fantasizing about what the world beyond the green mountains is like. Sometimes, she wants to be able to stand on the top of the mountain and see what is on the other side of the mountain! She wants to see how big the world really is, but these things can only be stored in her thoughts, in her imaginations.

Regarding the world of cultivators, he heard more from his grandfather and from the mouths of others, only knowing that they are high and high, can call the wind and rain, have magical powers, and can travel all over the country in one day.

Although the girl doesn't care about cultivation in her mouth, she still yearns for those legendary cultivators in her heart, otherwise she wouldn't have worked hard to cultivate the incomplete "Qi Cultivation Technique". In her eyes, those cultivators with powerful powers were like immortals in the sky.

However, a year's cultivation is only at the level of the second order of qi cultivation, and it is still 108,000 miles away from the legendary high and high, the girl sighed secretly in her heart, and suddenly remembered the unconscious young man in the room.

I couldn't help but light up my eyes, and my heart was full of anticipation: "I don't know who that guy is, grandpa said that he is a monk, and I don't know if he is powerful, if he really has two strokes, it will not be in vain to save him, how can he learn a trick and a half!" The girl smiled smugly as she thought, as if her dream was about to come true.

Thinking about it, the girl suddenly sighed and whispered, "It's time to cook again, it's really troublesome, if only people didn't have to eat!" (To be continued.) )