Cultivation Reincarnation One Hundred Worlds

"Immortal, follow me to the village! Hurry up!"

The little boy grabbed Xia Yi's clothes corner and tried to drag him away, Xia Yi suddenly felt very funny.

"You can explain to me...

"Quick! Immortal! It's too late!!"

Xia Yi was helpless, the little boy just looked anxious, Xia Yi had no choice but to follow the little boy, after about two hours of walking, the little boy took a breathless rest for a while, and a seat appeared in front of Xia Yi's eyes. It is a very small mountain village, with wooden houses only around twenty or thirty. Many villagers in the village are working, weaving, or plowing in the small fields beside the village. It's a very small village with a population of just over a hundred.

"Do you have time to explain to me now?

Xia Yi thought that the little boy said to save his life and was still so anxious. There must be something wrong. Xia Yi would not refuse this kind of effort.

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"I...my mother is about to die. The village chief said... either find a fairy medicine, or a fairy can help. The village chief said that a fairy can fly in the sky, so...

"So you just went to the mountains to find medicine by yourself?"

"Well, because it is difficult for us to get out of this mountain, I can only look for medicine, but I didn't expect to meet an immortal. I have been praying to the Heavenly Lord for the past few days. Are you sent by the Heavenly Lord, Immortal?

"Uh... yes, so where is your mother? Take me there.

Xia Yi sighed, he was very moved by this simple little boy, he dared to go to the mountains to find medicine at a young age, if it was ordinary medicine, it would be fine, where is the magic medicine so easy to find, and even if you can find it, if you think about it It is impossible to know what kind of medicine it is, and to use it indiscriminately with unsuitable panacea can still kill people.

Even if it is a medicine that is not harmful at all to monks, it may kill mortals, such as being stretched by the force of the medicine, causing internal hemorrhage and death.

"Thank you fairy."

The little boy didn't show much respect for Xia Yi, but Xia Yi liked it more to be honest. Every time he saw a mortal calling a cultivator an immortal real person, he felt an inexplicable sense of boredom. The status in the eyes may be a bit too high.

As someone who has been educated since childhood and believes that everyone is equal, this is not a very comfortable experience.

After the little boy brought Xia Yi into the village, all the villagers came up to ask questions curiously, but more often they asked where the little boy had gone. They heard that Xia Yi was an immortal, and their emotions became more excited. Xia Yi also learned that this is a small hermit village. The villagers have lived here for generations. It is not clear when it started, and they have no understanding of the outside world at all.

Moreover, their language is slightly different from the current world of comprehension. Xia Yi estimates that there is only one way for them to pass on their culture, and that is dictation.

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"Everyone, don't stand in the way! The immortal was sent by the heavenly master to save my mother! Uncle Wang, let me out!! Aunt Liu, don't block the way of the immortal!"

The little boy stood in front of Xia Yi and drove away the villagers. When the villagers heard that Xia Yi was here to save the little boy's mother, they all gave way. The little boy grabbed Xia Yi's clothes and walked directly to a certain cabin. The log cabin looks more dilapidated than other log cabins, but shelter from wind and rain is not a problem.

Xia Yi walked in, and in the small wooden house, a fine-looking woman was lying on the bed, with a deep worry in her brows, she just glanced at Xia Yi, and then immediately noticed the little girl behind Xia Yi Boy, the sickly body immediately turned over from the book.S!Get up on the bed and rush to the object to catch the little boy. SE

"Xiao Yi, where did you go!! How did I educate you, be obedient! Be obedient!

"Mother,...I...found a way to save you...".

"My life and death are nothing! Why did you go to the mountains by yourself! What did I say last night!!"

"It's a good thing, it's a good thing you didn't..."

Xia Yi looked at the middle-aged woman holding the little boy and crying bitterly, and turned his head slightly. The moment he heard the middle-aged woman say "Xiao Yi", he almost responded with "Mom".

Xia Yi's own mother would also call him that. It seems that this little boy is a coincidence, and there is also a word Yi in his name, which is very common in male names.

In addition, Xia Yi, as a cultivator, of course used his spiritual thoughts to detect the state of the middle-aged woman. It can be said that she was very close to death, and even almost. The moment Xia Yi arrived at her, the middle-aged woman was actually It was in a state of holding on for a while, and when the little boy came back safely, the last trace of vitality left in his body returned to light before he could get up from the bed.

"Do these things later, you take this pill first!

Xia Yi took out a elixir from the storage ring. This is a third-grade healing elixir, which has a miraculous effect on healing internal injuries. This middle-aged woman has a serious lung problem, and it should be very serious pneumonia. It's easy to solve, but in the world of comprehension, especially among mortal doctors, there is no such small village. Getting pneumonia is almost like waiting to die.

Chapter 8

"So...you are?"

"Mother, this is a fairy! The fairy killed the mountain tiger that was chasing me with one breath! I saw it with my own eyes, and the fairy can fly!"

One by one?why the fairy...

"Don't waste time, eat quickly, you should know your body.

Xia Yi urged that this kind of recovery time will not be too long. If you miss this last chance, it can be said that it is impossible to save, at least he has nothing to do now.

The middle-aged woman was silent for a while, and seeing her child's worried face, she immediately took Xia Yi's pill and swallowed it in one gulp.

"Sit on the edge of the bed, take a deep breath, I will clear the blood for you, don't resist."

After Xia Yi finished speaking, he dragged the middle-aged woman to sit by the bed with spiritual energy, and the villagers who were watching by the wooden house were all shocked at the moment.

Xia Yi walked over, put his hand on the middle-aged woman's shoulder, and passed a trace of internal energy from his hand into the middle-aged woman's body. After a long pause, his body suddenly leaned forward and spit out a big mouthful of blood.

...What do you do alone! ! "

Seeing his mother vomiting blood, the little boy almost cried out in anxiety, and even showed a trace of hostility towards Xia Yi. Xia Yi found that the little boy was staring at the wooden stick beside the bed, and couldn't help but smile slightly.

"Don't worry, it's okay. As an Orion, you should know that blood congestion must be excreted from the body, whether it is internal injury or external injury."

Hearing what Xia Yi said, the little boy was a little relieved. The third-grade healing pill can be used by monks in the Dongtian Realm. The medicinal power contained in it is very effective for ordinary people. Unfortunately, it is useless for Xia Yi now. His problem It's a sequela, not an injury, and he needs time to recover.

"Lie down and rest, you are fine now, and you have been nourished by the elixir, your body will be very healthy in the future, maybe you will not suffer from any illness in this life.

Xia Yi smiled kindly, he was thinking, if he could have such a elixir when he was still on the earth, although the third-grade elixir can't be said to have the effect of bringing the dead back to life for ordinary people, as long as he hasn't Death, basically any disease can be cured.

After taking the elixir, he felt very comfortable in his body, and lay down to rest obediently. The little boy immediately ran to the bedside to accompany his mother. He only thought about his mother's safety, and didn't even say a word of thanks.

But Xia Yi didn't mind this, just being able to save someone's life, watching this warm scene already gave Xia Yi a sense of accomplishment, he quietly exited the wooden house, and the surrounding villagers also went in immediately after expressing their gratitude to him There was even a villager who laughed and said that he would go back and smash the coffin that had been made.

Xia Yi found that these villagers actually cared about the middle-aged woman, but they deliberately concealed their feelings for some reason.

He casually took two steps in the village, observed the surrounding environment, the environment is very beautiful, it is like a paradise, mountains and green water mountain village, there is a thin layer of mist in the sky, this mountain village is small, Xia Yi It came to an end after a while, he paused for a moment, and immediately decided to leave, he didn't want to disturb or destroy this harmonious scene.See "Young man, don't you want to stay for a meal?"

Just when he was about to step out of the village entrance, a person near the village entrance approached Xia Yi step by step with a walking stick. He was a very kind old man.

"Thank you, no."

"In a hurry?

"Well, there are too many things that are beyond our control.

"Then I have to stay for a meal, let's take a rest.

The old man smiled and patted Xia Yi on the back.

"It's been a long time since outsiders came to this small village, let alone cultivators.

"...Cultivator??"