Mo Lan then supported Gong Yi and followed her. The sound of rumbling was heard on the ground, and Mo Lan noticed that the old woman was not rickety, but had been sitting in a wheelchair.
When she got closer just now, she didn't hear any movement.
The old woman walked to a platform and poured the oil lamp in her hand into the pothole. The moment she raised her other hand, the blazing flames spread out around her.
In an instant, the entire space under the tree hole was illuminated, "Put him on the bed."
The old woman was sitting in a wheelchair, holding her hands and looking at Mo Lan.
Mo Lan swallowed, then helped Gong Yi to the bed and carefully placed him on the bed.
Then she clasped her hands and walked up to the old woman with a flattering smile, "Senior, it's my fault that I disturbed your rest. I will definitely repair your roof for you."
The strength of the person in front of me is unfathomable. What ulterior purpose does a human have in the dense forest of the demon world?
The old woman took out a hammer, nails, and a bunch of things from a cabinet. Mo Lan raised her eyebrows. Isn't it just to repair the house?
When she was working abroad, the houses were much worse than here. She picked up the tools and walked towards the cave entrance. When she saw the cracks, she took out a piece of wood and smashed it with a clang.
After burning the incense, Mo Lan panted and looked at the nail that had not penetrated even a single inch. He injected gold spiritual power into his hand and struck hard.
"When——"
There was a continuous banging sound in his ears, accompanied by a harsh metal collision, which made Mo Lan dizzy and had a tinnitus.
Looking at the old woman again, she leaned back and leaned on the wheelchair, with an inscrutable smile on her face. She looked like I had known her for a long time, and Mo Lan felt annoyed for a while.
Only then did she take a closer look at the structure of the cave. It looked familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere.
Mo Lan walked along the wall step by step, walking in a circle and returning to the starting point without turning around. The tree hole was a sphere, the wall was covered with metal, and it exuded a strong medicinal fragrance.
She originally thought it was the scent of medicine that had been boiling on the fire, so she put her finger to the tip of her nose and sniffed. The scent that had recently covered it was...
Blood pills!
Mo Lan turned to look at the old man sitting in the wheelchair, and finally remembered what the building in the tree hole looked like, a medicine cauldron!
Although she can practice in all disciplines, she knows nothing about refining the medicine cauldron. The repair of the medicine cauldron requires the control of a weapon refiner. Ordinary people may destroy the medicine cauldron by knocking on it.
This old man dared to let her repair it, which showed that he was very confident in the sturdiness of the medicine cauldron. It also showed that what she stepped on was just the wooden board hiding the medicine cauldron, and the medicine cauldron was already broken.
The old woman leaned on the wheelchair and closed her eyes tightly, vomiting repeatedly. Feeling Mo Lan's probing eyes, she opened her eyes and looked at her playfully, "Why, little girl, you know you are talking big."
Mo Lan put the tools back to their original positions, and then gave a big salute to the old man, "Junior Mo Lan has met the Medicine Emperor!"
"Hahahahaha, you are such an interesting little girl, and you look so smart. Tell me, how did you know you are mine?"
Yaohuang laughed up to the sky and stood up from the wheelchair. The wheelchair instantly scattered into a pile of rattan and penetrated into the ground.
"Junior, go around this place. It is round in shape. The damaged areas cannot be hammered with nails. The strong fragrance of medicine on the wall shows that this is a medicine cauldron. It is not that this junior is well-informed, but that the medicine cauldron is mine. There’s one too.”
Mo Lan put his palms together in front of him, wrapping them around the flower. A medicine cauldron appeared, then enlarged and fell to the ground.
The flames shine on it, emitting golden light. Lifelike golden flowers are carved on it, and the purple fire is burning brightly in the medicine cauldron.
The Medicine King immediately stepped forward, unable to move his eyes away from the medicine cauldron, with purple fire dancing in his eyes.
"You took it out so easily. Aren't you afraid that I might snatch it away from you, old woman?"
Mo Lan bowed again, "Senior, a piece of your medicinal cauldron was already broken. What this junior trampled on was just the wooden board covering it. The medicinal cauldron can also be used as a portable space object. This junior only thought of Medicine Emperor She." Since Yangu’s top-grade medicine cauldron is top-grade, he certainly can’t look down on the junior’s top-grade medicine cauldron.”
She Yangu withdrew her hand from the medicine cauldron, and Mo Lan noticed that there were some red spots and scars from herpes on her hands.
She walked to the wall and stretched out her hand to touch the wall, "I haven't used this medicine cauldron for more than a hundred years. Ever since my master and I broke up, I have been hiding in the dense forest of this land. I don’t know how his old man is doing.”
Mo Lan didn't say anything. The first emperor of the Daxing Dynasty, Gong Yuque, was the only top weapon refiner in Chiyuan Continent, but he had an apprentice who was an alchemist.
More than a hundred years ago, the capital city was shrouded in terror because a bloodthirsty succubus came to the city and specialized in sucking the blood of living people.
In the palace, Gong Yuque held the girl covered in black robes in his arms. Blood oozed from the corners of the girl's mouth, and she opened her mouth slightly, "Master, kill me, I feel so uncomfortable."
Gong Yuque put his trembling hands on the girl's slender neck, but did not use any force.
"Don't worry, master will definitely find a way to cure you. You have a good rest tonight, and master will send you medicine tomorrow."
The girl trembled and curled up into a corner of the bed, turning her back to Gong Yuque without saying a word.
Gong Yuque took the black burqa on the side and put it on him, and went out in the night.
The next day, a mummy appeared on the street again, and everyone was terrified, fearing that they would be the next target of the bloodthirsty banshee.
At that time, the world had just stabilized and everything was waiting for prosperity. When something like this happened in the capital, some people began to wonder whether they had chosen the wrong emperor.
Gong Yuque looked at the growing pile of memorials, pushed them to the ground, and set them on fire.
When he was young, he was full of ambition and vowed to prevent the world from going through war, and his later achievements did not live up to his talent and youthful ambition.
The army he leads is invincible, the armor on his body is indestructible, and the weapons in his hands are as sharp as iron and have additional attributes.
The Jianghu sects were also willing to surrender, and with the weapon refining manual and support given by the mysterious Wen family, in just ten years, he ended the hundreds of years of war in Chiyuan.
Now he has searched all over the world for famous officials and alchemists, but no one can cure his apprentice. He accidentally found a piece of folk prescription, drained human blood in the middle of the night and made it into blood beads. One pill a day may save her life.
Over the past year, his hands have been stained with blood. Although those who died were innocent, the blood beads began to lose their effectiveness over time.
Now she can't even see a ray of light, and her skin will become red and ulcerated wherever exposed to light.
"Your Majesty! Your Majesty took the people to the palace!"
Gong Yuque immediately flew out and saw Baili Fengtong dragging She Yangu, trying to drag her out of the palace.
A large number of people had gathered at the entrance of the palace. At this moment, Zheng Zheng was shouting insults in anger and all kinds of unbearable curses could be heard.
She Yangu held on to the burqa tightly, not daring to reveal any skin. When she heard the voice scolding her, she hid in the burqa and kept trembling.
"stop!"
