Mountain dwelling practice: I am a gentle guest in the world

Chapter 761

There is no light in the Silent Forest, which is covered by fog for years. Even if there is light, it is only a few rays of strong sunlight at noon that penetrate the thick shade.

Sang Yue's tree house was the same as the place where she had recuperated before. Every noon, a few rays of gentle sunlight would shine through the high, shady dome, and sprinkle on the roof of her tree house like a divine light. The hazy scene seemed like a fairy tale.

It sets off the quiet surroundings and exudes a sense of haziness and mystery.

Except for a few minutes around noon when it was as bright as day, the rest of the time was as dark as everywhere else. Therefore, she stood on a tall dry pole next to her tree house, with three large ancient lanterns hanging in a row.

What is lit in the lantern is not fire, but a spiritual bead that can illuminate.

The spirit beads were not natural, but artificially refined. She used glowing spirit plants and spirit stones from underground mines to refine them. They could last for years. They were valid for more than ten years. The three beads she was using now were new beads that she had just replaced a while ago.

She made the beads in batches, sealed them in a box and stored them in the warehouse of the manor.

As for the spirit stone, it was a spirit mouse that was good at digging the ground that used this information to exchange for her medicine, which was free for life. Later, it disappeared, and an eyewitness of the monster beast told her that the spirit mouse was caught by a cultivator and recognized as its master, and was used as a treasure-hunting mouse by the man.

She was glad that she had gotten such a good deal, until one day, it brought its owner and the other team's teammates to the tree house for help, and she was silent.

The clever mouse was beaten by her before they agreed: not charging its owner a penny, but not a penny less for the medicine of others. If it and its owner were injured together, then its treatment would be free, and its owner would have to pay or pay with supplies.

By the way, this clever rat is still very loyal.

Every time he brought his master to heal, he would secretly tell her the location of some rare treasures. It was not because he betrayed his master, but because his master could not go to such a place. Rather than letting others repair it, it would be better to let their pharmacist do it.

Not all the world's treasures fell into the Silent Forest. Some spiritual and medicinal plants must be picked from afar.

This is why she often travels far away. With her current poor physical condition, traveling far away is bound to be dangerous, causing her to owe more and more favors...

The topic has gone off track, let’s get back to the spirit pearl.

It turns out that sealed beads do not consume light energy, and there is a time limit for taking them out for use. Of course, whether it is the quality that is guaranteed by sealing them or by storing them in space that can preserve their quality, she is not sure and does not intend to study it.

Such a trivial matter is not worth her concern and experimentation.

Besides, her tree house had too many things to store, and there was no room for a large basin of beads. If it was really a matter of space, wouldn't it be a waste of her time to put it outside?
It's just a consumable, not worth thinking about.

……

As she pondered, she gradually saw a little light in the darkness ahead. That was her tree house. In the vast forest, only the little light in her house was vertical and independent.

Before I even got home, I saw a few little kids jumping and playing in front of my tree house from a distance.

Living in this forest full of monsters, she certainly couldn't rely solely on her personal charm to ensure her safety. There was a barrier, and the protective barrier created by the Nine Dragons Fence's attached que was no worse than a cultivator's twelfth-order array.

The Fushengque was originally a magical instrument she made using a crystal ball, and it was once used in her Sangjiashan.

Later, when the Nine Dragon Palace was built, it was put aside.

After settling in Yancheng, she intended to refine it into a parasitic que of Jiulongque, and then use it in the house in Zishangou. With the help of Aman, she made modifications one after another until she finished the transformation alone several decades ago. Unfortunately, Zishangou has become a thing of the past, and now she needs it more to protect her home.

After the transformation, Fushengque can split the barrier into two according to her wishes. The most strictly guarded part is naturally the interior of the tree house, including the bedroom, living room and utility room, which only allows her, Dangdang, Banban and Aman to enter and exit freely.

The one-acre area in all directions outside the tree house is protected by an outer barrier, including the top of the three-story old tree trunk.

The tree had been dead for thousands of years, and except for the roots that were curved into a dome, the interior of the trunk had long been hollowed out by insects. If the barrier did not cover the top of the tree, a few pairs of eyes would appear on her living room ceiling from time to time, rolling around.

Those are the eyes of the giant caterpillar. This kind of insect likes to drill inside the tree trunk and is the number one natural enemy of towering trees.

Its fighting power is not worth mentioning, but when it is killed, its whole body will explode and die. The green juice explodes everywhere, it is not smelly, but it looks very disgusting.

To prevent these caterpillars from appearing on the trees in her yard, she sprinkled her homemade insect repellent on every tree in the yard. She also sprinkled the trees near the barrier, so that she wouldn't open her eyes one day and see a fleshworm lying outside the barrier and wriggling.

This outer barrier protects the one-acre area outside the tree house.

After the transformation, except for humans, all creatures seeking medicine and medical treatment and without malicious intentions can come and go freely. Just like when she was in Lanshui Town, every time she went on a long journey, she would cook a large pot of quick-healing potion in a pot outside the house.

No matter who is injured and comes in, they can scoop a spoonful to drink. There is a rectangular stone trough next to it, which is for paid use only.

The medicinal materials can be spiritual stones, interesting gossips from the outside world, or magical instruments, natural treasures, etc.

As for not letting people in, of course it was because people's minds were unpredictable and she was worried that they would tamper with her medicine. After all, she was a cancer that the righteous path of Xing Sui Continent wanted to get rid of as soon as possible, and letting them enter and leave her territory was no different from seeking death.

"Huh? Ah, Asan is back!" As she got closer, several little kids playing in the yard finally spotted her and shouted excitedly.

"Why did you guys come out again?" Sang Yue said, untying her cloak as she stepped into the barrier.

He took off his hood, revealing a head of thick, smooth white hair.

The erosion of the divine curse made people feel so painful that they wished they were dead. Their body and mind suffered for a long time. Over time, her originally short black hair turned dry and white. The dry white was like the yellow leaves on the tree, completely lifeless.

As her cultivation remained stable for longer and longer, her dry hair gradually became shiny again, giving her hope of survival.

At first, she still cut her long, dry, white hair short. As her hair became smoother and brighter, she gradually became reluctant to cut it. When her hair grew longer, she would occasionally grab a handful of it and gently stroke it in front of her body, craving the soft and slippery feel.

Unfortunately, decades later, her hair and eyebrows are still white, and not a single black hair can be found.

She was too busy and had no time to research the potion that could turn gray hair black.

Even if I had the time, I would not bother to study it. As long as the curse is not removed, the hair will turn white sooner or later, even if it is black. Why bother? And the wound on her face, pus has stopped oozing out, but the scar is still there.

His voice was still hoarse, but he could still speak, just not loudly enough.

The old injury caused by the divine curse recurred, and the effect of medication was minimal. She could only improve her cultivation and strengthen the suppression of the curse. Therefore, she needed to spend a lot of time practicing every day, and didn't care about her image.

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