Mortal: The Heavenly Spiritual Root that Begins from the Demonic Path

Seeing that there was not much rice left in the rice jar, Yi Jue walked into the wine cellar, took out a jar of last year's aged wine, and walked out of the valley with Yan Ruyan.

The mountain road is not difficult to walk on. With the maintenance of some disciples, the road surface has been hardened once.

Yi Jue let Yan Ruyan walk in front and did not support her.

Yan Ruyan, who was originally complaining of being tired, rested for a while and then learned that Yi Jue was going to leave the valley. She immediately led the way in a heroic and confident manner, but she would look back after every two steps to confirm whether Yi Jue was following her.

After walking for several hundred meters on the mountain road, they came to a hillside where several palaces were located. However, Yan Ruyan did not seem tired at all and knocked on a side door as if she was familiar with the place.

Knocking and shouting loudly,

"rice!"

"rice!"

At this time, the side door opened, and an old man in coarse linen clothes walked out slowly. Looking at the pretty little girl in front of him and Yi Jue following behind her, his eyes couldn't help but soften.

"Brother Yi is here. He has already prepared several months' expenses a few days ago and is waiting for you to come."

"Xiao Yan'er is growing so fast. She wasn't even here before, but she's grown this tall in just a few months."

Yi Jue also smiled softly, and there was no trace of the coldness of the Blood Demon from the Demon Sect in his eyes. It was as if there was only the coldness of a middle-aged man who had been tempered by life.

"Mr. Song, thank you for your help. This is the jar of old wine I promised you, Bamboo Leaf Green."

Old Song also hurried over, and a 20-jin jar of old wine was easily lifted over by the old man, showing his extraordinary strength.

He opened the jar and sniffed the air, revealing a satisfied look.

"Brother Yi is too polite. It's just some food. It's not worth it. Besides, it was all arranged by the sect. You are too polite, too polite."

Although he was being polite, he had no intention of letting go and even wanted to turn around, close the door and have a spoonful.

Yi Jue had brought some supplies, including rice, flour, grain, oil, and a 30-jin piece of bacon, but no one knew what kind of creature it was.

The scattered things added up to a hundred kilograms. Yi Jue took a look and also asked Mr. Song to find a few small bamboos last time. Yi Jue planned to plant them behind the hut.

After saying thank you, Yi Jue didn't plan to disturb the old man who was immersed in the aroma of wine, and prepared to go back to cook for Yan Ruyan.

Just as he was about to leave, the old man said something with great interest,
"Not long ago, Sect Master Wang was attacked by a group of mysterious people while he was out. His life was in danger, and the people who accompanied him suffered heavy casualties. Fortunately, he met a miracle doctor on the way back to the sect."

"This man not only has superb medical skills and stabilized the sect master's injuries, but also saved the lives of many of the accompanying personnel."

"Not long ago, he returned to the Qixuan Sect with the Sect Master. With the help of a century-old ginseng treasured in the sect as a medicine guide, he miraculously brought the Sect Master back from the brink of death. The Sect Master was so grateful that he invited this doctor to join the Qixuan Sect."

"Who would have thought that after a discussion, I would find that this doctor's martial arts is also quite good, so I immediately gave him the position of guest official, and now I am choosing a place to settle him."

Yi Jue became interested.
"But I don't know what this doctor's name is?"

"Doctor Mo, I don't know his exact name, but I know that the sect master has always called him Doctor Mo. Who knows, maybe you will have a new neighbor."

Yi Jue smiled, seemingly unconcerned, but in fact he thought to himself, "Han Li is almost here, but I'm really not surprised at all."

When Yan Ruyan heard her neighbor's words, her eyes rolled around, and it was unclear whether she understood or not.

After saying that, Yi Jue saw someone walking along this road on his way back. There were many valleys in this place, and the valley chosen by Yi Jue was in a good location, but he didn't know if it was the original location of Shenshou Valley.

But this was not what Yi Jue cared about. As he walked, he gradually found a fork in the road. It was obvious that the other road led to the newly opened valley.

Yi Jue had no intention of going to see Doctor Mo right away. He returned home as usual, took out the bamboo first, put it aside, broke the seal of the root soil, poured two basins of water, then lit the fire on the stove and started steaming rice.

At this time, he went to the leveled open space behind the yard, dug a few holes, put the moist little bamboo seedlings in them, then watered them and left.

Yan Ruyan climbed up and down curiously, and when she saw Yi Jue turning around, she stared at him with her watery eyes.

"Hungry!"

"Master, I'm hungry!!!"

Yi Jue touched her head.

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"What do you want to eat? Master will make it for you."

"Eggs, eggs, peppers, peppers!!"

The eggs were provided by the Qixuan Sect. Yi Jue would get hundreds of them every now and then. Raising chickens was not something Yi Jue wanted to experience. After he raised a few chickens and they pooped everywhere, Yi Jue stewed chicken soup for Yan Ruyan a few times to nourish her body, but he never raised chickens again.

As for the chili peppers, it was an accident that Yi Jue discovered by chance in the mountains. Their shape and taste were like those of chili peppers, and there were only a few of them. Now he had a small patch of chili peppers.

This chili is not too spicy, has a hint of sweetness, and has a slightly crisp taste. It is Yan Ruyan's favorite dish.

After the meal, Yi Jue began his leisure time reading, while Yan Ruyan carefully practiced a set of boxing and palm techniques, and finally began to play around in the mountains and fields. This valley was her Hundred Herb Garden.

And Yi Jue did not give her some common sense education early on, after all, she was still young.

Today was obviously not a day suitable for leisure. Not long after, two people came together. One of them was someone Yi Jue had seen many times. He was the leader of the Qixuan Sect. His surname was Wang, a middle-aged man.

The other one looked gray-haired, and it was hard to tell whether he was in his fifties or sixties. Judging from his face, he looked only fifty years old. However, with his decadent temperament and dry white hair, some people would believe that he was in his seventies or eighties.

After the two came, Yi Jue also stood up from the recliner.
"Master, who is this?"

"Mr. Mo, this is the Yi Jue I mentioned to you. His skills are also extraordinary."

"He is also good at making good wine. I can only taste that wine occasionally."

Sect Master Wang did not reply to Yi Jue. He first introduced Doctor Mo, and then said to Yi Jue in a warm tone,
"This is a miraculous doctor I met by chance, Doctor Mo Juren Mo. He will also be a worshiper of our Qixuan Sect in the future. He lives not far from your courtyard."

Mo Juren coughed twice. Everyone present was an expert, so how could they not hear the heart-wrenching cough? Master Wan gently stroked Doctor Mo's back to help him breathe.
After coughing twice, he seemed to feel better. Mo Juren showed a forced smile. (End of this chapter)