1571: C1571 You Have a Day too

C1571 You Have a Day too

In just a month's time, old rascal had gained a lot.

Chang Xu did not lie to him. In the future, the deep mountains would be the holy land for martial artists to cultivate.

Originally, according to the speed at which he went into seclusion at home, it would take him at least half a year to open up a spiritual sea in his eyes.

This wasn't an exaggeration. old rascal had seriously estimated that if he compressed this half a year's time, it was very likely that his eyes would be able to bear it. He wouldn't be able to withstand the expansion of the Spiritual Force and would be completely crippled.

But now...

In a month's time, he had swallowed more than ten kinds of spirit medicines that were beneficial to his cultivation. The spiritual sea in his eyes had completely taken shape.

Counting it, The current him could barely be considered to have recovered his strength as a half-step Martial King.

It sounded pretty good, but old rascal knew very well that he was now a half-step Martial King in the Ancient Martial World. He still had to keep a low profile.

Apart from the progress of his cultivation, he had also collected a lot of herbs for treatment.

On this day.

Some small trees as thick as an arm had already appeared beside him. Mo Nan understood that he was finally going to walk out of this mountain forest. He did not know which city he would reach after walking for so long.

By rough estimation, he had probably walked through a province after such a long time.

"Roar!" A shrill roar suddenly came from afar.

old rascal had heard this sound for a long time, so he was very familiar with it. He was stunned for a moment, then he looked in the direction of the sound.

In a dense forest, several warriors were gradually surrounding the surroundings. They surrounded a round beast in the middle and slowly approached it.

The leader was a woman. She did not look bad and had a heroic spirit.

"Be careful. Don't let it escape. Whether I can make Great Grandpa happy on his birthday this time is all thanks to this little fellow."

"Don't worry, Miss. There are so many of us. It can't run away."

"Hehe, it's actually a spirit beast. Miss, we are so lucky..."

Very quickly, hiding in the forest, old rascal understood what these people were trying to do. He calmly looked at the anxious little beast, gritted his teeth, and only one thought flashed through his mind.

Serves him right! Little thing, you have a day too!

He, the great official, had been raised by a beast for more than a month. Now, he was finally able to take revenge by borrowing the hands of others.

At the same time, after accompanying him for more than a month, old rascal finally saw the round figure clearly. There was a big "King" on his forehead.

It was clearly a young tiger, but it was too fat.

However, thinking about how this beast usually had a bottomless appetite, Mo Nan could not help but feel that it was already considered lucky that this little thing did not push himself to death.

He could not be bothered to care anymore. Mo Nan did not want to encounter other martial artists either. He turned around and left as if he was leaving.

But just as he wanted to turn his head, he saw a beast leg beside the young tiger's foot and could not help being stunned.

At this moment, the sky was getting dark. What was the little thing bringing out a beast leg for? It could not be more obvious...

"Sigh, never mind. Yours Truly owes you." Mo Nan scratched his head in frustration and walked out of his hiding place.

"Who is it?" he asked.

The woman who was calling a few warriors to surround the young tiger suddenly heard something and turned around.

"Don't do it, don't do it." Mo Nan appeared with a silly smile on his face. He took the initiative to walk into the encirclement of the woman and a few martial artists. He pointed at the young tiger honestly and said with a silly smile, "Don't do it. Don't do it.

"Guys, this young tiger is raised by me. I hope you guys can give this beast some face and let it live."

"Roar!"

The young tiger seemed to understand what Mo Nan was saying. When it heard Mo Nan's words, it let out a threatening roar filled with indignation.

Bah! I was the one who raised you! Over a month...

"Really?"

The woman sized up the strange person who had suddenly appeared in front of her. His clothes were almost damaged and he looked like a barbarian. His entire body was filthy to the point that it was impossible to describe. If not for his Mandarin standard and the Spiritual Force fluctuation on his body, she would have thought that not only did she encounter a spiritual beast, but she also encountered a legendary barbarian.

"Absolutely." Mo Nan nodded heavily. At the same time, he turned around and glared at the young tiger. Little thing, if you don't want to live, just say it. This young master is too lazy to care about it.

"Roar!"

Immediately, looking at the warriors surrounding him, Young Tiger rolled his eyes and obediently walked to Mo Nan's side. He rubbed his big head against Mo Nan's leg, appearing very intimate.

Seeing this, the woman hesitated. She pressed her hands together and no longer doubted it. At the same time, she asked the warriors she brought to put away their weapons.

However, even though she had confirmed it, it wasn't easy for her to put away her thoughts about the young tiger.

One must know that in this past month, many changes had also occurred in the outside world.

The existence of spirit beasts had been discovered by martial practitioners since a young and intelligent beast had run down the mountain first. Now, more and more martial practitioners were aware of the existence of spirit beasts.

Currently, the great clans were proud of having a spirit beast reared in their homes. After all, the number of spirit beasts was still too few.

Now that there were no more spirit beasts, she didn't even know what else she should take to give her grandfather as a gift...

Besides.

The woman suspiciously sized up Mo Nan and the young tiger. One should know that spirit beasts didn't appear often, but there were already many cases of injuries. This was the first time she had seen such a harmonious scene.

The woman humphed and prepared to say something.

However, Mo Nan had already taken a step forward. He took out a bag made of vines and handed it to a warrior beside the woman.

"I just heard that the young lady is going to take the young tiger as a gift for the old man in the family. I don't have anything valuable on me. Some of the herbs I picked were given to the old lady on her behalf. I don't have any respect for you."

Shaoqing suspiciously took the pocket from the hands of his family's martial artist. The woman looked inside and was immediately shocked.

Spirit medicines, full of steaming spirit medicines.

With so many spirit medicines, even she had never seen them before. How could she not be surprised? One had to bear in mind that when spirit medicines appeared, all martial artists already knew of the existence of spirit medicines. But gradually, people discovered that too many spirit medicines could only be consumed on the spot when discovered.

Otherwise, the spirit medicines plucked could not be preserved at all.

Even though the passage between the Upper Realm and the Lower Realm was closed, the few large clans still had ways to contact the Old Ancestors of the Upper Realm. After some inquiries, they found out that in this world, only pharmacists understood how to preserve spirit medicines.

In addition, there were many spirit medicines that people were completely unaware of their effects.

As a result, even though there were many spirit medicines in the Lower Realm now, there were very few martial artists who were interested in taking risks in the depths of the mountains for this reason.

She suddenly put away her pocket. The woman looked at Mo Nan with a fiery gaze and asked in pleasant surprise,

"You, are an alchemist?"1

In the lower realm, there was actually a pharmacist, and she even met him?

What kind of luck was this?

Uh, Mo Nan was stunned. He did not expect that a woman could directly reveal his identity as an alchemist. It seemed that the current lower realm seemed to have undergone some changes.

He was not in a hurry to answer. Knowing that the woman had asked this, he no longer had any interest in the young tiger. Even a fool knew that the value of an alchemist was far more important than spirit beasts.

Offending a pharmacist for a spirit beast wasn't worth it.

Mo Nan squatted down calmly. He waved his hand at the young tiger and told it to leave quickly.

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