I rely on talismans to seek longevity

Luo Ling walked forward step by step with difficulty towards the thatched cottage. It took Luo Ling nearly two quarters of an hour to reach his destination, just a short distance of a hundred feet. Wherever he walked, a long trace was left. It can be seen that every step Luo Ling took was extremely difficult.

When they were within ten feet of the hut, they found that there were several huts. There were some shelves at the door, which seemed to be used to dry medicinal herbs. The surroundings of the hut were no longer planted with peach blossoms, but medicinal herbs, including chrysanthemum, five-leaf fruit, star grass, etc. These were all recognized by Luo Ling, and there were many that he did not recognize.

After walking to a hut with difficulty, he found that the door was closed. Luo Ling looked around and shouted, "Is there anyone here? Is there anyone here?"

After a while, there was no response. Luo Ling pushed open the door and found that the room was very simple. There was a bamboo bed, a desk, a bookshelf next to it, and a few books were placed on it. There was also a large wooden barrel on the other side, which was probably used for bathing. Although the whole room was simple, it was full of the breath of life. Every corner revealed the taste and personality of the occupant, making people feel a sense of tranquility and comfort.

Luo Ling walked to the table, wiped it gently with his hand, then looked at his fingers and found a thick layer of dust on it. It was estimated that no one had lived here for a long time. It seemed that he could live here tonight.

Luo Ling saw the wooden barrel again, then walked out slowly. After a while, he picked some herbs and came back. Then he went to another hut outside. This was a kitchen where he could cook, etc. However, after looking at the related kitchen utensils, they were also rusty and had not been used for a long time. Fortunately, the design here was very good. The water was directly brought in by bamboo. Luo Ling processed it a little and started to boil water. When the water was boiled, the existing bamboo channel was used to introduce the water into the wooden barrel, and then Luo Ling put all the herbs he had picked before into the wooden barrel. He slowly took off his clothes, but it was a pity that he was only injured and there was no time to deal with it. By then, many places had already stuck to the wounds. When they fell off, Luo Ling was so painful that he twitched and twitched for a while, and sweated.

It took a long time to take off the clothes, and then soaked in the wooden barrel. With a cry of "Ah", Luo Ling almost jumped up in pain, but now the injury was too severe, so he couldn't jump. Not long after, a strange feeling spread throughout Luo Ling's body like ants biting bones. This feeling was subtle at first, as if there were thousands of tiny forces gently touching Luo Ling's skin, bringing an indescribable itch. As time went on, this feeling gradually intensified and became more and more obvious, as if there were swarms of ants shuttling between Luo Ling's bones and muscles, gnawing at Luo Ling's body. Luo Ling's face kept twisting, and his teeth were "clicking". It can be seen that he was in great pain and discomfort.

Luo Ling quickly used the "Martial Arts Heavenly Mirror" to practice. As time went by, this feeling gradually weakened and finally disappeared completely. When Luo Ling opened his eyes again, he felt as if his body had undergone a wonderful baptism. When he looked inward again, he found that all eighteen meridians had been unblocked and his injuries had mostly healed. Looking at his own cultivation, he found that his martial arts cultivation had reached the peak of a nine-star warrior, and his Qi training had reached the middle stage of the third level. It can be said that he had gained a lot.

Looking outside, it was already daybreak. Luo Ling stood up and took a few steps. She found that she could walk without crutches. Then she found a new set of clothes from her bag and put them on. She realized that she was a little hungry and remembered that she hadn't eaten for a long time.

Pushing the door open, he walked to the place where he had fallen before, and found that there was another wild boar that had also fallen here, but it had already died. Luo Ling took out his knife, which was the one he often used when he was hunting in Luojia Village, and then cut a wild boar leg and walked back to the hut to cook it. Soon, Luo Ling had a delicious roasted wild boar leg. In this regard, Luo Ling had a lot of experience, and even learned to use local ingredients and pickled a fragrant medicinal herb.

After eating, Luo Ling felt refreshed and started to explore the huts. There were four huts in total, one was a bedroom, another was a kitchen, and the other two were where Luo Ling walked past. One was a storage room, where medicinal herbs were stored. The other was also a storage room, where some weapons, antique-like items, and other miscellaneous items were placed.

Among the various weapons, Luo Ling's eyes were attracted by a sword. He walked up to it and reached out to pick it up. The sword felt heavy in his hand, giving people a solid and reliable feeling. Luo Ling gently opened the scabbard, and a cold light immediately burst out from the sword, illuminating the entire room. This sword is obviously a well-made weapon. Its sword body is slender and straight, without any flaws, flashing a cold light. The blade is extremely sharp, as if it can easily cut through all obstacles. The hilt is engraved with exquisite patterns, and it feels smooth and comfortable, which is in sharp contrast to the coldness of the sword body. Luo Ling waved the sword a few times and felt it dancing smoothly in his hand. It seemed to be integrated with himself and became a part of his body. Luo Ling could feel the power transmitted to me by the sword body and its precise response to the movements in his hands. Looking at the sword body again, the words "Tianshu" were engraved on it.