Immortal Illusionist

"Do you really know the way down the mountain?"

Mu Ziyi never thought that there are so-called "aboriginal people" in this world-recognized forbidden area.An Xinan's sudden birth almost overturned his world view.

Just like a person who walks in the dark, thinking that he will never see the light again in this life, but he does not want to encounter stars and candles at the next corner.

A faint ray of light burned away his depression and discouragement for several days, and a little bit of hope began to sprout in his heart again.

His brows that had been tangled for many days finally relaxed, and he felt that An Xinan's face was extraordinarily handsome.

An Xinan nodded, tilted his head and asked in doubt: "Zi Yi, what's so strange about this?"

He didn't understand the world, and simply thought that calling his savior "Mu Ziyi" was a bit extravagant, so he simply omitted the word "Mu".But they don't know that in the outside world, only those who are close to them are allowed to directly call by name.

Mu Ziyi didn't point it out, but explained kindly: "This Cangwu Mountain is called a forbidden area outside. Not only ordinary people are not allowed to enter the mountain, but even those who practice Taoism have been repeatedly warned to stay away from this place."

He frowned, and sighed complainingly: "Unless, like me, I was tricked into falling into the forest by someone."

Seeing that An Xinan had been born in the mountains all year round and had a simple mind, he was happy to confide his private bitterness to him.

"Oh, oh." An Xinan nodded half-understanding, pointing to the bandage on Mu Ziyi's left hand tied with cloth strips, with a worried expression on his face: "Ziyi, are you injured?"

Mu Ziyi looked at the blood-stained sleeve of his left hand, frowned and nodded.

"Can I take a look?" An Xinan blinked his big eyes, and leaned forward: "I know a little bit about medicine."

"Really." Mu Ziyi stretched out his left hand: "Look!"

An Xinan carefully removed the ocher bandage, exposing the wound.There was a large gash in the joint of the left arm, which extended to the left shoulder. The wound was so deep that you could almost see the white bones.

Anxi Nan gasped, her face was serious, "My God, Ziyi, how could it be so serious!"

Mu Ziyi was a little worried, and asked, "Xinan, can it be treated?"

As expected, An Xinan did not disappoint him: "That's okay, my left hand was hurt more seriously than yours when I was young."

He is particularly good at treating such flesh wounds, because every time his father fell ill, he would bite his hand until it was bloody.

He asked Mu Ziyi to squat down with him, put his injured hand in his arms, clasped his hands tightly, and closed his eyes.

Tianshu Medicine, Trauma Chapter, Ode to Mountains and Forests.

His rosy lips squirmed quickly, and his spiritual power jumped in the air in a nimble gesture, and the joyful and silent music lingered on Mu Ziyi's wound.

Lift up your pale face quickly

Let go of your frowning brows

your life she is not long

can't use her to grieve

those bad weather

will eventually pass

Mu Ziyi watched in a daze as the muscles in the wound on his left hand slowly squirmed, proliferated, and healed.

He didn't detect any fluctuations in spiritual power. From the moment An Xinan closed his eyes, the wound healed itself at a very impressive speed.

The scene in front of him was beyond his cognition, and he was almost sure that this was an unprecedented medical technique.

Doubt broke out: "Xinan, what kind of way are you practicing?"

An Xinan raised his head and asked stupidly: "Zi Yi, what are you talking about, I don't understand what you mean."

If An Xinan's black eyes were not too clear, Mu Ziyi would definitely think that he was playing tricks on him.

He was a little dazed and asked, "Don't you know what cultivating the Tao is?"

An Xinan nodded, then immediately shook his head, and finally asked in a daze, "What is that?"

Mu Ziyi's mind turned rapidly.

If he guessed correctly, Mu Ziyi had found a treasure this time.

Anxi Nanfang's method does not have a trace of spiritual power fluctuations, and it is definitely not a method of cultivation.

In other words, it is definitely not the method of cultivation in this era.

It is said that in the era of Fusheng 2 years ago, people at that time had different cultivation systems and different methods of cultivation. Later, due to the catastrophe of heaven and earth, mountains and seas fell, and civilization was destroyed.

And Cangwu Mountain, as we all know, is one of the few relics left over from the previous era.

That is to say, the abilities Anxinan has learned are perfect, and they are the means of cultivation in the Floating Life Era.

Mu Ziyi swallowed secretly.

At present, the development of Taoism in the entire monastic world has entered a bottleneck period.At this time, he can imagine with his toes what kind of benefit and impact a monasticism theory with a brand new concept and system will bring to the family.

Years of education have allowed him to always put the interests of the family first, so he is eager to move: he must have a good relationship with this boy!

He rolled his eyes and explained to An Xinan:

"Since the ancient times, the creatures in the world have been exploring the laws of life and nature. These secrets rule the past, present and future, and control the laws of life and death of all things in the world. We call it the way of heaven.

In the last era - the era of floating life, people can easily understand the way of heaven and embark on the road of cultivation.

However, in our wisteria era, the way of heaven is extremely vague for some reason.Everyone needs to use something called 'Tao Seed' to practice. The higher the level of Dao Seed, the more convenient it is to practice.

Today, there are countless Dao species in the world, but in general, they can be divided into two types, namely, the Dao species of the heavenly rank and the Dao species of the earth rank.

The so-called Heavenly Grade Taoism, because it is easy to get started, easy to comprehend, and has some practical ways of cultivation, is also called "real way", including the way of relying on spiritual weapons to fight, and the way of using five elements. , draw the talisman of the talisman, and so on.

Correspondingly, the so-called earthly grades of Taoism are some intangible and indescribable Taoisms. There are few ways of cultivation in the world, so they are also called "the way of emptiness", including the way of illusion and the way of reincarnation. Dao, the way of speaking spirit and so on.

However, in the era of floating life ten thousand years ago, the way of land quality was the real mainstream. "

An Xinan frowned, and listened in a cloud of fog. After a long while, she said pitifully, "Zi Yi, I still don't understand."

That innocent puppy-like expression moved Mu Ziyi's heart. He scratched his head and pondered for a while, before explaining in plain Chinese:

"That's, uh, uh, just like a farmer who learns to plow the field can harvest rice, and a lady who learns to weave can get clothes. We cultivators pursue eternal life by learning the way of heaven. Well, that's it."

An Xinan finally understood it, and smiled happily.In the flickering firelight, the curved eyebrows and eyes are particularly attractive.

Mu Ziyi was full of curiosity about this young man, so he asked, "Xinan, how did you fall from the mountain?"

"Yes." An Xinan was a little embarrassed, his face was flushed, and he smiled: "If you are not careful, you will fall."

Mu Ziyi's face was full of black lines: How careless this must be...

Unconsciously, An Xinan pestered Mu Ziyi to talk about the outside world.

"Xinan, are you going out?" Mu Ziyi faintly saw the clue.

"En." An Xinan nodded, "I'm going outside to look for some herbs." He paused, then continued: "But not now, there are still two kinds of herbs on the mountain, I will pick them in the future."

Mu Ziyi added a dead log to the bonfire that was about to go out, and asked casually, "Then why did you fall off the cliff?"

An Xinan raised his head, tried his best to look up to the sky through the thick night, and said, "I picked a herb on the edge of the cliff, and it fell down by accident." Due to the complexity of the process, An Xinan made the language a little smaller. Processed a bit.

He casually fumbled in his pocket, took out something and put it in front of Mu Ziyi, and said like offering a treasure: "Here, this is it!"

Mu Ziyi looked down.One gold and one silver, two villains hugging each other tightly, could it be that they are the priceless imperial acacia in the legend?

Seeing An Xinan unsuspectingly put the priceless treasure in front of the stranger he met for the first time, Mu Ziyi was a little stunned, and at the same time felt lucky for him.

It's a good thing that I am not a bad person, if I encounter someone with malicious intentions, Anxi Nan has no power to restrain the chicken, and killing people to seize treasures is common.

Looking at An Xinan with his head hanging down, his eyebrows and eyes curved, his face pure and innocent, without scheming.

It is an eternal truth that good people are deceived by others, and good people are ridden by horses.Simple people are always gullible.

Although Mu Ziyi wasn't a bad person, but for the benefit of his family, he showed off and tried to win over Anxinan, but he didn't resist.

He took out a jade box from the treasure bag, put the two villains in it, stuffed it into Anxi Nan's arms, and said seriously: "Xinan, from now on, this kind of treasure must never be taken out in front of outsiders. Otherwise, it will be stolen."

An Xinan nodded flattered. He had never received much care since he was a child. It was the first time he went out of the mountain foolishly. He thought that the things in the shop were taken casually like on the mountain, so he was chased and beaten out by the shop owner with a stick. From then on, he understood , there is nothing free in the outside world.

At this moment, he took out the emperor-grade Albizia julienne stamen, in fact, thinking that Mu Ziyi saved his life, and he had nothing to repay, so he simply left one stamen for his father to treat his illness, and gave the other stamen to Mu Ziyi to express his gratitude.

Unexpectedly, Mu Ziyi was not like those people he met before, not only did he not take away his treasure, but he also kindly taught and instructed him.

For the first time in 15 years, he met someone who helped him without asking for anything in return. His heart was sour, but warm, and he grew closer to Gu Ziyi.

He moved his body towards Mu Ziyi, and asked a little flatteringly: "Ziyi, are you in a hurry to get out of the mountain?"

"What's wrong? Is there something wrong?" Mu Ziyi tilted his head and looked at him.

He was a little embarrassed, lowered his head, and muttered: "If, if, Ziyi, you are not in a hurry to go out of the mountain, can you help me find other medicinal materials. This, this, I only need a little, and it is enough to prepare the medicine for Dad , I will give you the rest." He blushed all over his face, and his voice became smaller and smaller, until finally it was barely audible.

Mu Zi noticed that his cheeks were flushed like a ripe fruit, he felt inexplicably relieved, and said with a smile: "If it's three or five days, it's fine, but since your father is sick, why don't you bring out outside treatment? "

The matter of his father is Anxinan's biggest secret. He will not lie, so he can only lower his eyes and stare at the ground without saying a word.

Mu Ziyi accidentally poked An Xinan's little secret, regretted it, and changed the subject: "Xinan, do you know where those herbs grow?"

"En." An Xinan nodded, took out an old scroll from his pocket, and spread it out on the haystack.

The dim light of the fire sprinkled on the scroll paper, outlining several flowers and plants of different shapes, the light brush and ink, and the flying words, you can tell the author's arrogance and confidence at a glance.

Facing the bonfire, Mu Ziyi read the scroll word by word, the more she looked at it, the more frightened she became.

What kind of prescription is this, and why are all the medicinal materials needed are rare treasures in the world?

There are even two herbal medicines "Shuo Zisu" and "Taihuang Ghost Vine", which I have never heard of.He looked towards Anxi Nan, pointed to the scroll and asked, "Xinan, do you know where the Qiyelian and Shuanghua Papyrus grow?"

An Xinan remembered Tianshu's words, nodded and said: "I probably have some clues. Seven night lotus likes to grow in muddy swamps. After leaving the soil, seven nights will turn into a pool of blood, so there is no rush to go there now. Pick.

Shuanghua papyrus is usually camouflaged on large stretches of sunny grassland, mixed among the miscellaneous flowers and weeds, it is difficult to distinguish, but every noon when the sun is strongest, it will leave the ground and hover in the air like a kite.Cangwu Mountain is full of clouds and mist, and there is only one grassland where the sun can be seen at noon, and it is not difficult to find. "

He talked eloquently, not at all as ignorant as he was when he asked about Taoism just now.

Mu Ziyi was a little surprised.What Anxi Nan learned must be a professor from an outsider.

According to legend, there lived an immortal on Cangwu Mountain, who had great supernatural powers and the ability to bring the dead back to life.It is also said that tens of thousands of years ago, Cangwu was the place where the divine beast Phoenix lived, and there was an extremely ferocious hell way suppressed under the mountain.

Could it be that the legend of the immortals in Cangwu Mountain is actually true?

Frost Papyrus