What If All the Girls In the Cultivation World Want To Catch Me

"Everyone, don't stand in the way! The immortal was sent to save my mother! Uncle Wang, please let me!! Aunt Liu, don't block the way of the immortal!"

The little boy stood in front of Xia Yi and drove the villagers away. When the villagers heard that Xia Yi was here to save the little boy and girl, they all gave way. The little boy grabbed the corner of Xia Yi’s clothes and walked directly to a small wooden house. Go, this small wooden house looks more dilapidated than other wooden houses-but shelter from wind and rain is not a problem.

Xia Yi walked in-look, in the small wooden house, a woman who looked energetic was lying on the bed, her brows were deeply worried, she just looked at Xia Yi, and then immediately noticed When the little boy behind Xia Yi, his sickly body immediately turned over from

book.S! Get up on the bed and rush over to live the little boy. SE

"Xiaoyi, where did you go!! How did I educate you? Be obedient! Be obedient!

"Mother,...I am...find a way to save you...".

"What is my life and death! Why do you want to go to the mountains alone! What I said last night!!"

"Fortunately, it's okay, but fortunately you haven't...".

Xia Yi looked at the middle-aged woman holding the little boy crying, and turned her head slightly. He just heard the middle-aged woman say "Xiaoyi" when he almost responded with "Mom".

Xia Yi's own mother would also call him that. It seems that this little boy is a coincidence, and there is also a word Yi in his name, which is quite common in male names.

In addition, as a cultivator, Xia Yi, of course, also used spiritual thoughts to detect the state of this middle-aged woman. It can be said that she is very close to death, even almost--the moment Xia Yi saw her. In fact, the middle-aged woman is in a state of strong support-0 Qi. Seeing the little boy come back safely, the last thing left in the body-the vitality of silk, can only get up from the bed.

"Let's do these things later, you take this pill first!

Xia Yi took out a pill from the storage ring. This is a third-class healing pill, which has a miraculous effect in curing internal injuries. This middle-aged woman has a very serious lung problem, which should be very serious pneumonia. If this disease is on the earth It's easy to solve, but in the realm of cultivation, especially even mortal doctors, there is no such small village, and getting pneumonia is almost the same as waiting for death.

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"Then... are you?"

"Mother, this is an immortal! The immortal slaughtered the mountain tiger that was chasing me! I saw it with my own eyes, and the immortal can fly!"

---Human? Why Xian...

"Don't waste time, eat quickly, you should know your body.

Xia Yi urged that the time for this kind of rebirth will not be too long. If this last opportunity is missed, it can be said that it is difficult for the gods to save, at least he has nothing to do now.

The middle-aged woman was silent for a while, and seeing her child's worried face, Ma Shang took Xia Yi's pill - swallowed it in the mouth.

"Sit down by the bed, take a deep breath, I will clear the blood for you, don't resist."

After Xia Yi finished speaking, he dragged the middle-aged woman to the bed with his aura. The villagers who were watching by the wooden house were shocked at this moment. The immortal is indeed an immortal, and it can also make them fly.

Xia Yi walked over, put his hand on the middle-aged woman's shoulder, and a trace of internal energy was passed into the middle-aged woman's body from his hand. After a good pause, his body suddenly leaned forward, spitting out a large mouthful of blood.

..-What do you do!!!"

Seeing his mother vomiting blood, the little boy almost cried out anxiously, and even showed hostility to Xia Yi. Xia Yi found that the little boy was staring at a wooden stick beside the bed and couldn't help but smile.

"Don't worry, it's okay. As a hunter, you should know that congestion should be excreted from the body, whether it is an internal injury or an external injury."

Hearing what Xia Yi said, the little boy breathed a sigh of relief. The third-rank healing pill can be used by monks in the cave world. The medicinal power of the connotation has a great effect on mortals. Unfortunately, it is useless for Xia Yi now. His problem It is a sequelae, not an injury, he needs time to recover.

"You can lie down and rest. You are no longer in serious trouble. Coupled with the nourishment of the pill, your body will be healthy in the future. Maybe you won't get any sickness in your life.

Xia Yi smiled kindly. He was thinking, if he was still on the earth, he would have had such a pill. Although the third-grade pill was not effective for mortals, but as long as it was resurrected Not dead, basically. Any illness can be recovered.

After taking the medicine, I felt very comfortable. I lay down and rested obediently. The little boy ran up to the bed to accompany his mother. His heart was only thinking about the safety of his mother, and there was no word of thanks. .

However, Xia Yi didn't mind this. Just seeing this warm scene made Xia Yi feel very fulfilled. He quietly exited the wooden house, and the surrounding villagers thanked him immediately. Going in to see the situation, there was even a villager who laughed and said that he would go back and smash the finished coffin.

Xia Yi discovered that these villagers were actually very concerned about the middle-aged women, but didn't know why they deliberately concealed their emotions.

He walked two steps in the village at will, and observed the surrounding environment. The environment is very beautiful, it is like a paradise, with green mountains and a mountain village, and a layer of light mist floating in the sky. This mountain village is very beautiful. Xiao, Xia Yi came to the end in a while, he paused for a while, and immediately decided to leave. He didn't want to disturb or destroy this harmonious scene. See

"Shoun Lang, won't you stay for a bite to eat?"

Just as he was about to step out of the entrance of the village, a man near the entrance of the village approached Xia Yi with a stick-step-by-step. This was a very kind old man.

"Thank you, no."

"In a hurry?

"Well, there are too many things you can't help but do.

"Then I have to stay for a bite to eat. Let's rest.

The old man smiled and patted Xia Yi on the back.

"This small village hasn't been here for a long time, let alone a cultivator.

"...Cultivator??"

Xia Yi's head--turning to look at the old man, I rarely hear mortals calling them that way. Mortals generally respect them as real people, immortals, immortals, and the like. Xia Yima used spiritual thoughts to inquire about the old man, but found that It's just the most ordinary mortal.

"I am not actually a person born here. I was a general of a country. Later, because I accidentally saved a monk, he thanked me for introducing me into the sect. After a hundred years of hard work, I was also in the cave world.

"Run Tian Tiao? Then you are now "Yi Ye"

It used to be the Cave Sky Realm? The Cave Sky Realm is an absolute middle level in the cultivation world, and it is not bad wherever it is.

"There are too many troubles. Although killing the enemy on the battlefield is also killing, it is for the country, but I can't find a reason to kill in the realm of cultivation. I still remember that I killed many innocent people on the order of the sect. In particular, there is a child who is still puzzled to death. Perhaps it is because of the demons. I failed because of the catastrophe when I attacked the Void Period. So I simply abolished my cultivation base and wanted to redeem my sins. He returned to the village with his bones. This is the child's home.

The old man said this, although his tone was very calm, but Xia Yi could still hear a trace of sadness in his tone.

"What exactly are Heart Demon and Dao Heart?"

Xia Yi hesitated for a while, he had been struggling with this problem for a long time.

"Things that do not follow the original heart are the demon of the heart, and everything that moves by the original heart is the heart of the Tao.

"What is the original mind?"

"Your truest thoughts."

The old man coughed twice as he talked, and his turbid eyes looked at the village, revealing an indescribable look.

"As soon as I was born, my country was hit by wars, and my parents died in the wars. At that time, I vowed to avenge revenge on the enemy. Later, when the country became strong, I also embarked on the road of cultivation and became in their eyes. A real person, this should have been a happy thing, but since I became a monk, I haven't been happy for a day."

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"Competing, fighting, and forcing myself to achieve higher achievements all day long. After the catastrophe, I understand what I want. I am just fighting for stability. ’

The old man said to himself, perhaps because he hadn't met Xia Yi for a long time, and he completely opened the chattering box. Since he came to this village, he has never seen a cultivator again.

"I can understand this feeling, but so do I."