Yun Mo slowly opened his eyes, and a familiar pretty face appeared in front of him, and he finally noticed that what he was holding was the catkin of the lady in front of him.
"Fairy Qin." Yunmo shouted, subconsciously letting go of his hand.
However, before Yun Mo let go, Li Yun naturally stretched out his other hand, grabbed Yun Mo's palm, and said with joy, "Mr. Mo, you finally woke up!"
"Hiss!" Yun Mo took out his hand and covered his head, a strong pain came from the soul sea. Before he was hit by the bewildered Nether Soul Eater, although he was saved by the Soul Calming Orb, his soul was not severely traumatized. However, in that intense fluctuation, his soul sea was violently shaken after all, and he couldn't fully recover for a while.
The injury of the soul, even if it is only a small injury, is not a trivial matter. The intense pain is not comparable to physical pain, and it is not easy to heal.
Seeing Yunmo's painful appearance, Li Yun immediately asked nervously: "Mr. Mo, are you okay?"
"It's not a big problem, just want to make the soul sea fully recover, I am afraid it will take some time for treatment." Yunmo stretched out a hand and swayed it lightly to show that it was all right.
Li Yun said with some self-blame: "It seems that the previous spiritual things are not very helpful to the recovery of the soul. I blame me for not having too many spiritual things to heal the soul, otherwise Lord Mo would not suffer such pain. But. Don't worry, Lord Mo, I will definitely find a better spiritual creature to heal your injury."
Yun Mo shook his head quickly and said, "What is Fairy Qin talking about? You saved me, but I am too grateful."
Yun Mo naturally knew how many injuries he had suffered before, but now, his injuries have improved a lot, especially Soul Sea, he has also recovered a lot. Li Yun is not a doctor and cannot refine the corresponding medicinal medicine, so she may heal her wounds by relying entirely on the precious spiritual things. Those things must be extremely valuable, so Yunmo is extremely grateful.
"Fairy Qin, how long have I been in a coma?" Yunmo asked.
Li Yun replied: "It didn't take long, it was only a month. By the way, where did you go all these years? They said you guarded the 3,000 fringe star regions, but I also went to the 3,000 fringe star regions, but I haven't found your figure. I have looked for you for more than a hundred years and haven't found it. I didn't expect Lord Mo to appear suddenly."
"In fact, after I laid down three thousand edge star regions, I returned to God's Domain, only hiding my identity, so not many people knew about it," Yun Mo said. Hearing Li Yun's words, Yunmo's heart fluctuated a bit. He was thinking, besides Li Yun, how many other people would look for him persistently like Li Yun for more than a hundred years?
"That's it." Li Yun stared at Yunmo's face suddenly, "Master Mo, it hurts, right? There is cold sweat on his face."
As she said, she stretched out her hand and wiped Yunmo's sweat with the wet wipes in her hand. Yun Mo wanted to avoid it subconsciously, but looking at Li Yun's serious look, he finally controlled himself. At this time, if he did that, Li Yun would be very sad, right?
Obviously, the cold touch before was the wet wipes in Li Yun's hand, not a poisonous snake. Perhaps, this month, Li Yun has taken care of him with such meticulous care. Yun Mo was very grateful and moved a bit.
After Li Yun wiped out the cold sweat for Yunmo, Yunmo asked, "Fairy Qin, how was the situation outside? What was the final result of the battle that day?"
Li Yun's body was slightly stiff, and then her gaze was a little dodging. She suddenly got up and said, "Mr. The son is relieved to heal his wounds, and Aqin will definitely find the corresponding spiritual relic to help the son of Mo heal his injury."
After that, without waiting for Yun Mo to say anything, Li Yun walked out of the room quickly.
"Fairy Qin!" Yunmo stretched out his hand to stop Li Yun, but Li Yun was not visible outside the door.
Shaking his head, Yun Mo stopped thinking about other things, and began to observe his body. Needless to say, the situation of the soul sea, although the injury is not too serious, but the treatment is a little troublesome. The physical injury was much better than before. The bones had been connected by Li Yun and began to grow together slowly, and the internal organs were basically restored. Although the physical injury was still serious, it didn't hurt Daoji. Now Yunmo has regained consciousness and healed it, naturally it is very simple.
It is not difficult to solve the physical injury whether it is treatment with a medicinal pill or stimulating the treatment of the rejuvenation decision.
Yunmo has not fully absorbed the medicinal properties of the spiritual things in his body, so he did not take out the healing pills, but directly activated the exercises to accelerate the body's absorption of the medicinal properties of the spiritual things. At the same time, he also began to use the Ju Yuan Jue to help his body recover.
When Yunmo began to heal his wounds, the pain from the physical body was relieved. As for the pain from the soul sea, there is no other way but to endure it. It will be a slow process to completely cure it. Now he doesn't have many pill to heal the soul, and the pill that can heal the soul is also of little use to him at the peak of the Saint Realm.
After gently shook his head, Yun Mo slowly got up and walked out of the room after adapting to the pain from Soul Sea. He looked up and saw an ordinary village, with mortals farming in the fields, children laughing and chasing on the ridges, and old people sitting in front of the house basking in the sun, a scene of harmony and tranquility.
After that, Yunmo looked up to the sky and muttered: "The Tao is not complete, and it is not suitable for martial artists to cultivate the Tao. This space should be the small world of Qin Fairy?"
"My son, you finally woke up." An old voice came.
Yun Mo turned his head and looked around, and saw an old woman standing not far away, with an ordinary walking stick in her hand, looking at Yun Mo kindly. Yun Mo could see at a glance that this old woman was just a mortal, without any cultivation skills. He clasped his fists slightly, "Mo Yu has seen an old man."
The old man waved his hand and said, "You are polite, the son, we mortals, can't afford to be a son. If I'm not mistaken, the son should also be an immortal, right?"
Yun Mo smiled slightly, did not nod or deny. In fact, in the eyes of many mortals, cultivators are gods in the legend.
The old woman looked at Yunmo, and smiled after a moment: "My son, should I be the fairy's Taoist companion?"
"Fairy? Does the old man mean Fairy Qin?" Yunmo asked.
"Fairy Qin? Son, between husband and wife, why shout so much."
"Ahem." Yunmo waved his hand quickly. The misunderstanding was serious. "The old man has misunderstood. Fairy Qin and I are just ordinary friends, not a husband and wife relationship."
"Oh? Haven't gotten married yet, then I don't know, when will the son and the fairy get married?" the old woman asked with a smile.
"Old man, you really misunderstood, I..."
"Although the old woman is a mortal, she is also a person who came here. Some things are still very clear. The fairy came here before, although there was a smile on her face, but her eyes were full of sorrow. But since the son came, the fairy's face is full of sadness. The smile has become so sincere. It is a smile from the heart. So I know that the son must be the fairy’s Taoist companion, and the old woman will not be wrong."
As soon as Yun Mo was about to explain, the old woman said again: "Because of the fairy, our lives can be so peaceful and peaceful. She is so gentle and beautiful. Only the son of a talented person with good temperament is worthy of it. It's a fairy."
"Old man, actually..."
"My son, do you think we fairies are not worthy of my son?" The old woman frowned suddenly.
Yunmo smiled bitterly: "The old man has misunderstood. There is nothing, Fairy Qin is gentle and beautiful, and his talent is top-notch. No one dares to say that Fairy Qin is not worthy of him."
"It's pretty much the same, I said, there are no people in this world who look down on my fairies." The old woman squinted and smiled.
"Hey, there is no way to explain it." Yunmo shook his head helplessly, and he didn't care about it with a mortal. Actually speaking, this old woman is much younger than his youngest apprentice, and her seniority is far behind. Among the warriors, Yunmo is young, but he is more than three hundred years old anyway.
During the conversation between Yunmo and the old woman, many villagers also noticed Yunmo and cast their curious eyes. Some children approached very curiously, but were timid, but did not dare to get too close.
At this time, a young man about thirteen years old suddenly came to Yun Mo with a wooden sword. He stared straight at Yunmo, his eyes full of hostility, "I want to fight you!"
That's what the young man opened his mouth.
Yun Mo's expression was a bit strange suddenly, he could see that although the talent of this young man was very poor, it was among the best among these mortals. Its body tempering degree has surpassed other villagers, if it continues, it may truly embark on the road of cultivation.
It's just that a little guy in the Body Tempering Realm said that he was going to fight Yunmo, a strong man who was about to dominate the realm, which seemed a bit weird.
But the most important thing is that Yun Mo doesn't even know why this little guy wants to fight him.
"Yan Xiaobing, don't be fooling around! This young man is a distinguished guest of the fairy, and he has been injured. If the young man's injury is aggravated, the fairy will definitely scold you." A middle-aged man in the distance yelled.
The old woman also deliberately scowled and scolded: "Xiaobing, find someone else to play with, don't be fooling around."
However, the young man said with a serious face: "I didn't play any mischief! I didn't play, I'm serious, I just want to fight him! Hey, dare you to fight me!"
Others wanted to scold the boy, but Yun Mo waved his hand at those people, and then looked at the boy, "Your name is Yan Xiaobing?"
"Yes, I am looking for a duel with you, can you dare to fight?!" Although Yan Xiaobing was only about thirteen years old, he was unusually serious and serious when talking about the duel.
Yun Mo suddenly put away the playfulness in his eyes, and he suddenly remembered that whether it was him or the warriors from other places, when he was thirteen years old, he had already begun to come into contact with the real world. At that time, they were already facing some intrigue and insidious calculations. Therefore, this boy is not too young. The seriousness in his eyes is not to be blasphemy.
Yun Mo was a little more serious and didn't look down on this young man. In fact, he also knew how much courage he had to take to challenge himself.
"You have to duel with me, you have to talk about why? I won't duel with you in a confused way." Yunmo smiled.
Yan Xiaobing said very seriously: "The reason is very simple. Sister Qin belongs to me! Only me can marry Sister Qin! In the future, I must marry Sister Qin as my wife!"
The people around their faces turned dark when they heard the words, and some people said with an aura: "Yan Xiaobing, what are you talking nonsense? Sister Qin is a fairy, why are you worthy of Sister Qin?"
Yan Xiaobing held his head high and said, "Hmph, Sister Qin praised my talent, saying that I can also become an immortal. Therefore, in the future, I will definitely be able to become a powerful fairy and give me the strength to marry Sister Qin!"
Yun Mo stared at Yan Xiaobing dumbfounded. He was shocked at the time. This kid was so old that he wanted to marry Li Yun.
After a while, Yun Mo smiled and said, "Smelly boy, he is a big devil, do you know what feeling is now?"