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Chapter 90: Out of the Mountain


It didn't take long for Mo Wen to turn over and sit cross-legged and recite the scriptures, he had already discovered that his mind was unstable, and mental instability was a taboo in cultivation and must be suppressed.

However, chanting the scriptures did not suppress the resentment and hatred in his heart, and he had no choice but to change to practice qi, but his unstable mind led to a chaotic breath, and he had to give up practicing qi after a week, and got up from outside the house to select alchemy medicinal materials, but he was depressed in his heart, and he could not accurately balance the five elements when selecting medicinal materials, and repeated attempts to suppress the inner anxiety and resentment were fruitless, but made his mind fluctuate greater, and his heart became more and more irritable.

Annoyed, Mo Wen took out the five-color sesame grass that has been collected close to him and put it into the Danding, this sesame grass itself has all the five elements, and it will inevitably become a Dan when it enters the Danding, and refining it into a pill is just for the convenience of carrying, if you are lucky, you may be able to divide it into two.

Guarding the fire, Mo Wen's bitterness gradually subsided, and after half an hour, Long Shyly came to deliver food to him with two baskets, the meal was still rice, two more vegetables and vegetables, and an extra pot of wine.

"Thanks to you, otherwise our village would not have been able to be saved, come, I will toast you."

Long shyly picked up his wine glass and said to Mo Qian.

"The wine makes the gas dissipate, so it's okay not to drink it."

Mo Wen looked up at Long Shyly and found that her hair was wet.

"Are you unhappy that I went to serve that Han general," Long shyly put down his wine glass and smiled at Mo.

"We are just friends, and I have no right to decide what you want to do."

Mo Wen turned around and left his seat, and returned to the cave to add firewood.

Long shyly put down his wine glass and followed up with the cave, "I know that you Han people like women for the first time, I just took a bath, if you are willing, I will give it to you." ” "I'm a Taoist, not close to women."

Mo Wen was not surprised when he heard this, since the moment he saw the tips of Long Shy's hair dripping, he had already guessed what Long Shyness wanted to do.

"Then why are you looking at me like that down the mountain," the dragon looked puzzled with a shy face.

"We are friends, I want to preserve your innocence, I will go to deliver the surrender letter on your behalf, don't go."

Mo asked Zhengse to say.

"He wants to see me, what's the use of you going, in case he starts a fire, how can we get guilty, it's appropriate for me to go."

The dragon shook his head shyly.

Mo Wen turned his head and glanced at Long Shy, but Long Shy's face still did not have a reluctant look, but more worry and fear, which was a kind of fear and submission to power.

After a while, Mo Wen retracted his gaze, turned around and picked up the burden from the bedside and walked out of the cave, took out the painting talisman pen and ink given by Wuliang Mountain to write the book for Miao Village, the book was only more than 100 words, and the heart of brief surrender was the meaning of submission, and after writing, Mo Wen handed the book to Long Hanshy.

"Thank you, you hurry up and eat, I'll go first."

Long shyly took the book and thanked Mo, turned around and walked down the mountain.

"Don't be busy, let me think about it again."

Mo Wen got up and said.

"Don't bother, we're already very grateful for you helping us, you can eat quickly, it's going to be cold."

The dragon waved his hand at Mo Wen shyly, and turned to walk quickly down the mountain.

Mo Wen saw Long go down the mountain in shame, and saw her go out of the village gate with the people who were waiting outside, so he returned to the stone table and sat down, but he didn't touch the food again, for some reason he felt that the food was very unclean.

At noon, Lao Wu came to the cave, and when he saw Mo Wen's gloomy face, he knew that he was unhappy.

"Master, you don't like her, and she's willing to go, so don't that useless idleness."

Lao Wu knew the cause and effect, and naturally knew why Mo asked why he was unhappy.

"If she had faithful love in her heart, I might be able to keep her innocent."

Don't ask Zhengse.

"How do you protect it" Lao Wu took over from Mo Wen and squatted beside the stove.

"I can go and deliver the surrender on her behalf, and the general will not be angry with it."

Mo Wen sat on the bed and sat cross-legged with his eyes closed.

"What if that guy gets really angry," said the fifth.

"That man did not learn any skills, did not know the art of war, and even set up camp on the dry riverbed, but he did not know that there must be water in the upper reaches of it.

Don't ask and close your eyes and speak.

"And then," asked the fifth child.

Mo Wen didn't answer, what the fifth asked was the key to the matter, even if he killed and injured the Jin army, what could he do, it would only invite disaster for Miao Village, and in addition to that, it would completely offend the Jin State.

"Master, since you don't like her, why do you care so much."

Lao Wu asked suspiciously.

Mo Wen was speechless again when he heard this, and he thought about it from his heart for a long time before he found the real reason, "I can't see the weak being humiliated, and I can't see the ugliness of the world." ” This time it was the turn of the fifth child to be speechless, and he couldn't talk about it.

Speaking the true thoughts in his heart, Mo Wen's depression in his heart has dissipated a lot, and he has to recite the scriptures with his own concentration, and when he has to make up the scriptures in the morning class, his heart is already peaceful, and his mind is thinking more far-reaching, in the final analysis, his ability is too weak to stop the injustices in the world, and he is also unable to save the humiliated people, if he wants to make a difference, it is imperative to improve his spiritual energy cultivation.

The five-color sesame grass is not difficult to refine, and it has already become a pill by the time it reaches the afternoon, so Mo Wen leaned close to the Danding and listened carefully, listening to its voice, there is only one pill in the Danding.

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Just when Mo Wen listened to the sound in the Danding, Long appeared at the entrance of the cave with shame, and Mo Wen couldn't help but be puzzled when he saw her come back so early.

"What's wrong," Mo asked, noticing that the table was still in the dragon's shy hand.

"We're late, they're already heading east."

The dragon said shyly.

Mo Wen Wen nodded when he heard this, "This is a good thing, why is there a gloomy face?"

"I wonder if they'll come again," the dragon said with a sigh of shyness.

"No, don't worry."

Mo Wen said casually, the army hurriedly set out, presumably because they had received the holy decree, and since they had returned to the court, they would naturally not embarrass their small stockade again.

"Why haven't you eaten these meals, I'll go down and make new ones for you."

Long was overjoyed when he heard this, put the dishes and chopsticks on the stone table into the basket, and turned to go down the mountain.

"Master, she's back in a hurry, why aren't you happy at all" Lao Wu looked at Mo with an expressionless face and asked.

Mo Wen did not answer Lao Wu's question, although Long Han was ashamed that he had not been insulted by others, he had already humiliated himself beforehand, but his body was clean but his heart was unclean.

Half an hour later, the elixir was practiced, and there was only one, as small as a bean grain, with colorful streamers, Mo Wen carefully put it in a jade bottle and put it in his arms, and then said to the old five who was stretching his waist, "Put away those medicinal materials outside, let's leave here." ” "Where are you going?"

asked Lao Wu in surprise.

"Back to our former residence."

Mo Wen packed his clothes.

"Master, let's live here well, why do we want to go" Lao Wu asked suspiciously.

"In the past, there was the teaching of Meng's mother's three migrations, and you and I should follow suit."

Mo Wen put the Danding, which was still warm, into the baggage.

"I don't understand."

Lao Wu stared and shook his head.

"I don't smell the fragrance of the orchid room for a long time, I don't smell the smell of Bao City for a long time, and I haven't been civilized here, so I can't stay for a long time."

Mo asked Zhengse to say.

Although Lao Wu still didn't understand what Mo Wen meant, he knew through his look that he had made up his mind, so he ran down the mountain to find the herbs in his pocket, Long Han was ashamed to hear the news and hurried up the mountain to leave good words, Mo Wen smiled and declined, the two sides got together in the final analysis is just an exchange, and now Miao Zhai is safe, he has also obtained the medicinal materials for alchemy, there is no need to stay anymore.

When night fell, Mo Wen left the cottage with Lao Wu, Long Han and others sent each other off, Lao Wu looked back frequently, Mo Wen did not look back, he got two things on this wild trip, one is the medicinal materials of alchemy, and the other is the disappointment of human nature.

"If you can't give up, you can go back."

Mo Wenchong said to the fifth man who sighed for a long time along the way.

"Where are the women, I don't want the five hundred taels of gold."

Lao Wu's answer made Mo Wen laugh.

At the fifth watch, the two returned to the town, and because they had been away for a long time, they recruited thieves at home, most of the objects were gone, and even the cooking pot was removed.

Looking at the empty house, Mo Wen's heart was lonely, he and Lao Wu didn't like it here, but there was nowhere to go at the moment, so they could only live here.

Fortunately, the soft was still there, and after dawn, the two of them added things and lived again, but since everyone in the town knew that they had something to do with the robbers, no one came to the pharmacy, and no one took care of them anymore, and most of them avoided walking when they saw them on the road.

After a month, all the medicinal materials brought back were smelted, a total of seventeen copies of various medicinal materials, seven of which were destroyed during alchemy, and the last one of the qi-tonifying medicinal materials was also among them, and the remaining ten were no more than no less, and ten healing pills and ten tonic pills were refined.

After refining the medicinal materials, Mo Wen hesitated for a long time, and finally did not return the Danding to its original place, the dead female Dao must be a thief and not the owner, it is better to take this Danding out of the mountain, and return it to the original owner when he meets the same door of Yuqing, which can also be regarded as atonement for the previous sin on behalf of the female Dao.

Cultivation is important in perseverance, but what is more difficult is to endure loneliness, most young people are difficult to meditate, Mo Wen is no exception, there are distracting thoughts flashing in his heart from time to time, but he can only secretly endure it, and most of the time every day is used to meditate and practice qi, so as to refine the qi tonifying pill that remains in the abdomen.

The main task of Lao Wu is to take care of his food, and the rest of the time is spent in the town.

Summer went to autumn, the fifth was finally allowed to hunt in the mountains, but he only caught some pheasants and hares at the edge of the woods, and did not dare to go inside, there are many pythons and poisonous snakes in the mountains, and the fifth is very afraid of them.

After the fifteenth day of August, Mo Wen meditated and practiced Qi for a longer period of time, and he could hardly leave home except for occasional eating and relaxation, and he could feel the gathering and change of the aura in his body, and the growing aura was the only solace in his boring practice.

Autumn to winter, the temperature dropped, although the grass and trees in the mountains have not fallen and withered, the leaves have rolled up the yellow edge, just when the villagers in the town were busy preparing for the New Year, Mo Wenchong said what he wanted to hear the most, "Pack up, let's get out of here":