Mythical Cultivation

"This You Riyue is definitely a cultivator from a big sect. The cultivators from ordinary sects definitely don't have this kind of strength." The old man in black thought to himself.

It happened so quickly that the old man in black suddenly had an idea. He jumped up suddenly and landed steadily on the magic sword like a light flying swallow.

Then, he urged his true energy, and the long sword shot out like an arrow from a bow, rushing towards the distance, as fast as a black lightning.

In the blink of an eye, the old man in black disappeared from Wu Ming's sight, and he didn't even have time to take his severed arm away.

Seeing this, Wu Ming also used his light body skills to chase after the old man in black. He was not interested in the old man's life. He just wanted to get the elixir that the other party had just dug up, which was related to his injury.

Unfortunately, Wu Ming gave up after chasing for less than a few hundred meters and returned to the medicine garden because the old man in black had already escaped.

This is indeed a helpless situation! After all, Wu Ming's true essence has not yet recovered, and at present, all he can rely on is the pure physical strength.

In this case, catching up with the black-shirted old man who was driving the magic weapon was simply a fantasy.

It can be said that the old man in black was extremely lucky. He happened to choose the only way to survive.

If the two of them really fought, Wu Ming would definitely be able to crush the other party easily.

However, when it comes to speed, Wu Mingke is now far behind.

Seeing the old man in black robes walking away, Wu Ming couldn't help but sigh deeply: "Alas, it seems that I must recover my true energy as soon as possible! Otherwise, relying solely on this physical strength will ultimately have too many limitations!"

With a little frustration, Wu Ming turned around and returned to the medicine garden.

However, when his eyes fell on the magical herbs and medicines in the garden, his mood suddenly became cheerful.

The corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a smile, as if these elixirs could bring him endless hope and strength.

Wu Ming raised the Qingxiao Sword in his hand without hesitation, and then launched a fierce attack on the formation covering the elixir without mercy.

There was only a series of "crackling" sounds, and the seemingly extremely solid formation collapsed instantly under the violent dismantling of the Qingxiao Sword.

One plant, two plants, three plants... Wu Ming's movements were swift and neat, without any delay.

As time went by, he finally succeeded in collecting all the more than ten precious spiritual medicines in the medicine garden.

During this period, Wu Ming was not disturbed by any cultivators, all thanks to the old man in black.

If he had not driven away the other monks so rudely before, Wu Ming would probably not be able to enjoy the peace at this moment.

"Well, this way, there is hope for my true energy to recover." Wu Ming sighed in his heart.

Just as he was sighing, he suddenly heard a squeaking sound in his ears. It turned out to be the shadow mouse calling.

This little guy is obviously trying to take credit from Wu Ming!

In fact, as early as when Wu Ming decided to take action, he had already asked Shadow Rat to find a place to hide.

After all, he didn't want Shadow Mouse to be harmed innocently because of this fight.

You know, this shadow mouse is not used for fighting, it is Wu Ming's right-hand man in treasure hunting!

It was not until the old man in black escaped that Shadow Rat emerged from an unknown corner, returned to Wu Ming's shoulder, and accompanied him in picking spiritual herbs.

"Don't worry, little one. You've done a great deed this time. I will definitely not treat you unfairly!"

Wu Ming responded to Yingshu's request for credit in his heart, and a smile appeared on his face.

As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Ming took out a 400-year-old Polygonatum odoratum from his arms without hesitation.

This Polygonatum odoratum is golden all over, crystal clear, and emits a faint fragrance. It is obviously an extremely precious elixir.

Wu Ming handed the Huang Jing Zhi to Ying Shu and said with a smile, "This is the main ingredient of the He Qi Pill. Although it's not as powerful as the He Qi Pill in improving cultivation, it's definitely not inferior. It's perfect for you to eat!"

When Shadow Mouse saw the Polygonatum odoratum, its eyes immediately lit up. It excitedly picked up the Polygonatum odoratum and began chewing it with relish.

It was as if he was tasting the most delicious food in the world, with an expression of enjoyment on his face.

Seeing Shadow Mouse happily eating Polygonatum odoratum, Wu Ming also felt very happy.

He asked softly, "Xiaohui, now that we've collected all the spiritual herbs, let's go see where else there are other treasures, shall we?"

However, at this time, Shadow Rat was busy swallowing the Polygonatum odoratum and had no time to care about Wu Ming's problem.

It just hurriedly stretched out its front paw, pointed in a random direction, and then continued to enjoy its food.

Seeing this, Wu Ming couldn't help but laugh.

He shook his head helplessly, then reached out and gently pinched Shadow Mouse's chubby face, teasingly saying, "You're such a little foodie!"

Shadow Mouse was stunned when Wu Ming pinched him.

It stopped chewing, raised its head, and looked at Wu Ming confusedly with its round little eyes, as if it didn't understand why Wu Ming pinched its face.

Wu Ming found Shadow Mouse's cute look even more amusing.

He smiled, stood up, and walked in the direction Shadow Mouse pointed.

Along the way, Wu Ming met several monks who were also searching for treasures.

These monks, either in groups of two or three, or alone, are all searching for precious treasures in this mysterious place.

However, Wu Ming was not very interested in these monks.

He felt that they might not find anything truly valuable, so he preferred to trust Shadow Mouse's guidance. After all, Shadow Mouse was a little creature with a keen sense of smell and unique perception!

It took only a cup of tea for Wu Ming to arrive at an attic. As soon as he arrived there, he smelled a scent of blood.

"Oh no, are we too late?" Wu Ming had another bad guess in his mind.

Sure enough, when he entered the attic, he saw the room full of broken limbs and arms, and several monks had turned into corpses lying on the cold floor.

It seems that the treasures here have been discovered by other monks, and a great battle has taken place. I don’t know what treasures are here.

After Wu Ming carefully inspected it, he secretly guessed that this room was most likely the place where the owner of the cave rested, meditated and practiced on weekdays.

After all, the layout and furnishings here reveal a tranquil and peaceful atmosphere, which is quite consistent with the environment for cultivation.

Wu Ming couldn't help but feel excited, thinking that there might be some precious items hidden in this room, perhaps a powerful magical weapon, or a profound martial arts secret manual?