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

Chapter 766

"You've been here before, so you know the rules here," Sang Yue said slowly without raising her head, "Pay first, then treat."

The female cultivator originally thought it was some difficult rules, such as the three no-rescues. She never dreamed that it was these four words, which made her hand holding the sword pause. But she saw that Junior Brother Mo could no longer speak and was looking at her pitifully.

Without giving it any thought, he decisively turned the tip of his sword and handed the hilt to Sang Yue:

"I'm sorry, I'm out of spirit stones. Can I use my sword temporarily?"

It took them half a month to reach the Silent Forest. They, or rather, she herself, were extremely unlucky. No matter if she saw or waited for rare spiritual plants to bloom or picked them, she could not compete with those who arrived late.

Not only will you be waiting in vain, but sometimes you even have to pay the price of blood to barely escape.

After a lot of effort, she reunited with several fellow disciples. These bastards couldn't beat them, and they had to pay for their mental damages. They didn't have enough spirit stones, but she happened to arrive, so she became the victim.

Since other fellow disciples are not from the same peak as her, she can refuse to lend them.

But the boy in front of her is her junior fellow apprentice from the same peak. He gets along well with these fellow disciples and they have a good relationship. How could she just stand by and watch him die?

As a result, the two of them are now penniless and have no money at all.

She had no ill will towards the pharmacist. After entering the barrier, she did feel that the three lanterns were very strange, so she instinctively pointed her sword at the pharmacist to prevent him from playing tricks. After listening to the conversation between the junior brother and the pharmacist, the situation was critical and she had no choice but to bet with her sword.

This was one of the most valuable things on her body, the other was the vestments she was wearing. But as a grown-up girl, she couldn't take off her vestments to pay for the medicine.

"No," Sang Yue was unmoved, "What use would I have for your natal sword?"

The natal sword was destroyed when the owner died, and it was extremely difficult to change its owner. In addition to this natal sword, the owner could also have other heaven-defying magic weapons, so even if he left this sword with the pharmacist today, it would not be a problem.

On the contrary, not only was the sword useless to the pharmacist after he took it, it also took up space.

"But this sword is the most valuable thing to me..." Seeing her junior brother's face beginning to turn black, the embarrassed female cultivator became anxious, "How about you hold me here? You save my junior brother first, and when he gets better, go out and ask my master to redeem me with spirit stones, how about that?

My junior brother is dying..."

Although this pharmacist didn't have any incurable diseases, he was very efficient and didn't worry about delaying the patient's recovery. Sang Yue looked at the unfortunate child and thought, "Okay, if he delays any longer, he won't be saved." She stood up and went to get the medicine from the medicine cabinet behind her.

Seeing that she was finally persuaded, the female cultivator hurriedly turned around to take a look outside the barrier, and was shocked to find that her senior brother and the strange beast, with whom she had been fighting fiercely just now, were gone!
"Senior brother?!"

She was so frightened that her face changed drastically, and she stood up and rushed out of the barrier. Previously, several disciples and fellow Taoists from other sects had fought against the strange beast together but they still couldn't defeat it. Now that Senior Brother Zhan was left alone, one could imagine what would happen to him.

"Master, Master..." Seeing this, Junior Brother Mo was so anxious that he wanted to stand up to stop him. Unfortunately, he couldn't even finish his words, let alone stand up.

"Don't be my disciple anymore," Sang Yue stepped down his half-raised hand, squatted down and pinched his chin with a little force, and a pill popped directly into his passively opened mouth, then let go of his hand, "What grudge do you have against me, Senior Brother? Why do you want to do this to me?"

This was the first time she had seen Brother Zhui Ming who was afraid that he would fall into the trap of the Jisen monster and would rather let him die at the claws of the beast.

Junior Brother Mo still needed some time to digest the antidote and was unable to answer her for the time being.

Sang Yue's words were purely teasing, so there was no need to reply. He went straight to the two disciples he had dragged into the barrier and checked them out. The two were seriously injured, one was poisoned, and the other had a heart injury. Both were dying and could die at any time.

With the injuries of these two, they would have died long ago if they hadn't taken the life-saving pills. Thinking of the female cultivator just now who was penniless and even had to use her own money to pay for the debt. Then look at Junior Brother Mo who is using his energy to catalyze the antidote. This guy is a frequent visitor to the tree house, he is generous and he really keeps his promises.

The downside is that he has a chivalrous heart, or to put it bluntly, a saintly heart. His cultivation is not that good, and he is not a good person, but he still likes to fight for the weak.

Maybe God favors simple people. He is lucky and often encounters troubles but often meets noble people who save him.

This luck fueled his chivalrous heart, which became even more extreme. Whenever he entered the forest and encountered people attacked by monsters, he would rescue them regardless of their character, and almost every time he would pay money or tell gossip to pay for it.

Apart from repaying gratitude and collecting herbs in specific geographical environments, she rarely leaves the forest and particularly likes to listen to gossip.

Anything she is interested in can be exchanged for medicine.

Before, she thought this guy had a good character and knew enough gossip, and the content was true. It was the same as what she had inquired about when she went out to repay her gratitude, which showed that it was not hearsay. Some gossips about famous monks were not even known to outsiders.

After all, he is an inner disciple of the sect and has the means to know the truth.

In the past, she would spare no effort to treat the people he brought because of his generosity. But today, thinking of his poor senior sister who was willing to mortgage herself here, she suddenly didn't want to waste her energy.

After checking the injuries and poison of the two men, he prescribed some life-saving pills and potions, and waited for Mr. Mo to detoxify them before feeding them to the two men.

Junior Brother Mo’s name is Mo Yunfei. He is a frequent visitor to the tree house and knows very well that this pharmacist is always cold towards his kind.

Realizing that his poison had been cured, he quickly stood up and took the medicine, and fed it to his two fellow disciples. Sang Yue never did anything in vain, and used magic to remove his wristband and took it in his hand to look at it.

This is Mo Yunfei's natal sword. He has never left it since he learned how to wield it.

Now that she had used it as collateral for medicine, he felt bad but had to give it up. Who told him he had no money? And he couldn't find any fresh gossip for the time being. Although the senior sister said she would mortgage herself here, how could that be possible?

As a real man, since I can't die, I would rather stay here than let my senior sister suffer any injustice.

Even a person can be used as collateral, let alone a sword.

"Well, you must not give that sword to anyone else. I will come and redeem it!" After feeding the medicine to his two fellow disciples, Mo Yunfei stared at his wrist sword with a distressed look on his face and pleaded.

"Come and redeem it within one month from today. No one will be accepted after that." Sang Yue put away his wrist sword and turned to look at the potion that was being automatically stirred.

"Hey, I will!" After getting her promise, Mo Yunfei lowered his eyes to look at the two fellow disciples beside him with peace of mind. Suddenly, he found that they only regained some color in their faces and were still not awake. He couldn't help but look at the medicine bottle in his hand in confusion.
"Huh? Is your medicine... expired?"

It seemed that the effect was different from the medicine he had taken before. He had also been seriously injured and his life was hanging by a thread in this forest, but she saved him with just one dose of medicine. The effect was amazing.

She is prejudiced against her own kind and is always slow in providing treatment.

It was as if she was telling everyone that she had rescued the beast, but whether it could be saved was not within her control. On the contrary, she was very fast and efficient in dealing with the injured beast, and she could save its life even if it had been dead for half a quarter of an hour.

"Do you have money? Or do you have any shocking news that can exchange two lives with me?" Sang Yueyun said calmly.

The medicine given to these two can only keep them alive for half a month. If they go out and rush back to the sect today to find someone to rescue them, it may still be in time.