The little cousin of the group is actually a genius in cultivating immortals

There were fine raindrops floating in the sky.

The pace of the advancing team was heavy but rhythmic. Suddenly, a temple with the three characters "Huangsha Temple" written on the plaque appeared in everyone's sight. Mo Mo and his companions didn't think anything of it at first, but when Chen Ping cast a spell to remove the illusion barrier, the temple revealed its original appearance: it looked dilapidated, the tiles on the roof were broken, and the paint on the walls had long since peeled off, revealing the bricks and stones inside.

They looked around and found that the statues of gods in the temple were broken but still maintained their solemn posture. The eternal lamps in the temple were still burning weakly, emitting a faint light.

Liang Chuxin took Mo Mo to find a place to sit aside, while Yan Mu began to tidy up his wet clothes.

Under the gaze of Zhao Wenting, Chen Li lit up the old candlesticks around him one by one. After silently reciting a mantra, a water-blue barrier portal stood in front of the hall.

"Brother Zhao, Brother Yan, everyone, I wish you a safe journey. I don't know when we can drink and chat together again." Zhao Ping's temperament is indeed different from Chen Ping's pretended one. He has more scholarly air, but he gives people a much more humble and upright impression.

"Okay, let's get together again sometime in the future." Zhao Wenting nodded in agreement.

Then Mo Mo and the others passed through the portal one by one and disappeared into the hall in front of the statue.

The mountains are undulating and layered, as if they are the magic work of nature.

Walking into this deep mountain forest, the first thing that catches your eye is the towering ancient trees with lush branches and leaves that block out large tracts of sunlight, adding a bit of mystery and tranquility to this ancient forest.

What Zhao Wenting saw was: the mountains here are steep, cliffs can be seen everywhere, and the clouds and mist in the mountains may produce miasma. And there is also Mo Mo among them. She is a wounded patient, and her wounds are very easy to get infected under such conditions.

The handsome brows wrinkled slightly.

"Master, what's wrong? Is there something wrong?" Yan Mu, who was standing next to Zhao Wenting, also learned to observe people's expressions as professionally as Pei Ming, and he asked.

"Sure enough, the living environment here is very natural. The biggest problem is probably that everything here is too primitive." Mo Mo pouted and spoke in a low voice.

Seeing that she had finished what she wanted to say, Zhao Wenting changed the subject and said, "It looks like the climate is tropical rainforest. Everyone should be careful of the white fog around. It may be miasma. And be alert to your surroundings."

After that, Zhao Wenting handed Mo Mo a medicine bag and said, "Be careful of wound infection."

Mo Mo took the medicine bag, was stunned for a moment, and then responded: "Thank you, Master."

Liang Chuxin glanced at the medicine bag in Mo Mo's hand with a calm expression.

With every breath, everyone can feel the freshness and fragrance in the air; from time to time, they can hear the singing of birds in the woods and the singing of streams.

"We've only been walking for a short time and I feel like I've just washed my face. It seems that the humidity here is very heavy!" Mo Mo took out his handkerchief from his luggage backpack, wiped off the dew-like mist on his face, and then continued walking forward.

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After dark, the treetops in the forest swayed in the wind, making rustling sounds, and the creatures in the rainforest began to become active. The calls of frogs and insects came one after another, and occasionally the calls of monkeys could be heard in the distance, and there were even some sounds of animals that could not be identified.

They used dry branches to light a bonfire, and the jumping flames dispelled the cold and darkness around them. The flames reflected on the faces of everyone sitting around the fire.

"The later it is at night, the more careful we must be. Before we rest for the night, everyone should take inventory of the supplies in their backpacks. If there are any problems or difficulties, they should be raised in a timely manner so that we can work together to deal with them." Zhao Wenting gave the orders while looking calmly at the blazing flames in the fire.

Mo Mo, Liang Chuxin, and Yan Mu all felt that this man who looked not much older than them was always experienced and could handle everything calmly. With him around, everyone seemed to feel more at ease.

The fire outside the tent was still flickering, but Liang Chuxin, who slept in the same tent with Mo Mo, couldn't sleep. She lay on her side, looking at Mo Mo's sleeping face, with something on her mind.

She heard a rustling sound outside the tent. At first she thought she had misheard, but she still got up to check out what was going on.

[It looks like... a little monkey? But... under the light of the fire, it seems to have no fur. ]

It turned out that some unknown creatures were stealing their dry food.

Liang Chuxin spread out her five fingers, and the spiritual energy in her palm gradually took shape, and she slowly approached it.

Suddenly! The creature looked back at her!

The round eyes emit green light, and the facial features look like those of a human!

Liang Chuxin was startled! Then he stretched out his hand and shot out several silver needles of spiritual power.

The creature seemed to be frightened. It barked a few times and then jumped away quickly.

"What's wrong? What happened?" Yan Mu rushed to Liang Chuxin's side.

"I just... saw something stealing dry food. It looked like a human, but... also like an ape." Liang Chuxin was not sure.

"It could also be the tribal humans that the chief of the Tsukuyomi tribe mentioned." Yan Mu's eyelids twitched and he took a step forward to chase, but found that Liang Chuxin held him back.

"Mo Mo, I'm worried."

Yan Mu looked at her, then looked towards the tent where Mo Mo was still sleeping. It seemed that she had not woken up yet.

"That……"

"Go ahead, I'll take care of you here." Yan Mu was just about to say that one of them would go after them and leave one person to take care of Mo Mo, when suddenly, Zhao Wenting appeared.

"it is good."

Having gotten the promise, Yan Mu chased after him without stopping for a moment. Liang Chuxin looked back at Zhao Wenting, said nothing, and disappeared into the dark night.

Both of them were relying on spiritual power and soon caught up with the hunched dark figure.

"I'll go to the front to encircle it, and you continue to follow it closely. Remember to make some noise to confuse his hearing." Yan Mu quickly came up with a capture plan.

"Okay." Liang Chuxin nodded in agreement.

After two minutes of quick chasing, the figure actually leaped over the cliff holding on to a thick vine. Liang Chuxin, who was unfamiliar with the topography and it was dark, had no time to brake and rushed over. When she realized that this was a cliff, it was too late for her to use her temporary luck to generate more spiritual power.

The body, losing gravity, began to fall rapidly.

"Liang Chuxin!"

Seeing her fall, Yan Mu had no time to chase after the shadow. He used his luck to increase the range of his spiritual power and quickly dived down, hoping to catch up with Liang Chuxin's rapid falling speed before she hit the bottom.

When her head was only one meter off the ground, Yan Mu reached out and grabbed her ankle tightly.

"Phew! That was close! If I had been a step slower, your head would have exploded." Even Yan Mu, who was rescuing people, was frightened and broke out in a cold sweat.

"Thank you!" Liang Chuxin sat down on the ground with weak legs. A faint flame rose from her trembling fingertips, forming a spot of light in the dark crack of the cliff.

"Let's take a break. We'll figure out how to get out when it's daybreak."

After all, they are still novices, and Yan Mu feels that his spiritual energy has been greatly depleted and he is exhausted.

Unlike in the rainforest, here you can look up and see the beautiful twinkling stars in the sky.

Yan Mu and Liang Chuxin were chatting with each other.

"Hey? Do you hate the second young master Zhao?" Yan Mu suddenly asked.

Liang Chuxin's back stiffened as she sat there. It was very dark at night. She could only see Yan Mu's dark outline when she turned her head, without seeing any expression or movement. This also made her feel that it was not so awkward to talk about this topic at this moment.

"No hatred." Her eyes felt sore and the corners of her eyes felt a little wet.

[Fortunately, no one will see me in such a state of embarrassment at this moment. ]

"Actually, I was just guessing at the beginning. It's hard for me to say about this kind of thing." Yan Mu suddenly didn't know how to continue this topic. He stretched out his hand and scratched his hair, then said: "Anyway, I sincerely hope that Mo Mo is happy. It depends on herself. As long as I see her happy, I, as a brother, will be satisfied."

"Me too."

Liang Chuxin buried herself in the night and silently swallowed the emotions and feelings in her heart. She uttered three words.

"Will you tell her? Someday in the future."

"No," Liang Chuxin answered without thinking, "Some things are enough for me to bear alone."

[If she knew, would she still consider me her best friend? And she would also feel sorry for herself. ]

The two of them didn't speak anymore. Ten minutes later, Liang Chuxin heard Yan Mu's snoring in his sleep.