A little boy of seven or eight years old saw the eyelashes of a man lying on a wooden bed trembling and slowly opened his eyes.
"Where is this?" Mo Wen looked at the little boy who appeared in front of him and asked.
"Hiss!" Mo Wen just wanted to get up and took a breath of cold air.
He looked at his body and found that his whole body was covered with a sticky plaster.
A mixture of Tianxingcao and Xingguhua fused into a mashed mixture, which has the effect of healing wounds and warming broken bones.
However, the effect of this drug had no effect on Mo Wen's body.
"Brother, this is Wangjia Village. You were lying by the river covered in blood three days ago. Grandpa and I brought you back here..." the little boy said.
"Wangjia Village? This is Yunlan Continent?"
"Young man, are you confused? This is of course Yunlan Continent..." an old voice sounded.
"The medicine has been prepared. You should take the medicine first."
Mo Wen turned his head and saw a white-haired old man walking towards him with a bowl of medicine in his hand.
Mo Wen smelled the smell emanating from the bowl and immediately knew the medicinal materials brewed in it.
Mo Wen saw that the old man was so interested in him that he couldn't refuse.
This medicine is generally good for the body. I happen to be thirsty now, so I just drink water.
"Thank you, father-in-law!" Mo Wen said weakly.
Now his cultivation has been sealed, even more thoroughly than the last demon seal. Even his soul power has been sealed, leaving only his physical strength that has not been completely sealed.
But now his physical strength has been reduced to some extent, and he is now pitifully weak...
"Xiaodong, come and give him medicine." The old man handed the bowl to the little boy and ordered.
"Come on, big brother, open your mouth." Wang Dong held the bowl, scooped a spoonful of medicinal soup and put it towards Mo Wen's mouth.
Mo Wen opened his mouth and drank the medicinal soup that was brought to his mouth.
After taking a bowl of medicine, Mo Wen recovered from dehydration and his face became much rosier.
"Your body is recovering well. The wounds on your body have healed. It will take two or three months for the broken bones to fully recover."
The old man gently opened a piece of ointment and found that the wound inside had healed and new skin had grown.
"Thank you for your life-saving grace. Mo Wen, I wonder what I call my father-in-law?" Mo Wen turned his head and looked at the old man and said gratefully.
"My name is Wang Shi, and this is my grandson Wang Dong." The old man waved to Mo Wen.
"There is no need to say more words of thanks. As a doctor, there is no reason to ignore death."
"Brother, my grandpa is the village doctor in the village. People in the village usually come to see grandpa when they feel uncomfortable. Grandpa has cured them, which is amazing!" Wang Dong showed off to Mo Wen.
Wang Shi heard this and rubbed Wang Dong's little head, with a smile on his face.
"It's indeed amazing!" Mo Wen looked at his grandfather and grandson and agreed.
For Mo Wen, who was standing on top of the alchemist, Wang Shi's medical skills were nothing to mention in front of him.
But what Wang Shi said just now and the pride and admiration on Wang Dong's face moved him deeply.
The kindness of doctors is extremely valuable.
"How far is Wangjiacun from Wentian City?" Mo Wen asked.
"Are you going to the Holy City?" Wang Shi looked at Mo Wen with surprise in his eyes.
"The Holy City is a hundred thousand miles away from us. Ordinary people like us will never be able to get there in our lifetime."
"Holy City?" Mo Wen blinked, looking confused.
When did Tiancheng become a holy city?
One hundred thousand miles away, isn't this the territory of the demon clan?
It is also the most remote and difficult western region.
"Why, you don't know that Wentian City is the holy city of Yunlan Continent? Five hundred years ago, Wentian City was respected as a holy city by both humans and monsters." Wang Shi looked at Mo Wen and frowned.
What's going on with this guy?
It seemed that he didn't even know that Wentian City was a holy city.
"Yes, it's the Holy City. I only have the words Wentian City and Demon Palace in my mind, and I can't remember the rest." Mo Wen looked like he suddenly realized something.
"Grandpa, did eldest brother hit his head and lose his memory?" Wang Dong's eyes rolled, and he said with pity.
Wang Shi looked at Mo Wen, thoughtfully in his heart.
No wonder his body recovered so quickly. He must have been a monk.
Where did his injuries come from?
"I have forgotten what happened in the past. Can you tell me about these two places?" Mo Wen looked at his grandfather and grandson, his face full of pain and confusion.
Mo Wen's acting skills are on the line again, this time he plays an amnesia patient.
"I know these two places and I can tell you." Wang Dong heard the words and answered first.
"Brother, which one do you want to hear first?"
Mo Wen thought for a while and then spoke.
"Tell me about the Demon Palace first!"
"The Demon Palace is located in the hinterland of the Demon Clan, and is guarded by the Demon Clan's most powerful Qianxue Demon Emperor..." Wang Dong introduced.
After Mo Wen heard this, he couldn't help but frown.
Isn’t the Demon King Bai Xue?
Could it be...
"This Light Snow Demon Emperor and the White Snow Demon Emperor in my memory both have the same character for snow. What is their relationship?"
"The Qianxue Demon Emperor is the daughter of the Baixue Demon Emperor!" Wang Dong explained.
"The White Snow Demon Emperor passed down to the Qianxue Demon Emperor six hundred years ago and went to live in the Holy City..."
Don't ask and feel mixed emotions in your heart when you hear the words.
So, Ye Xiaoxiao, Bai Xue and the others are all in Wentian City.
"How far is it from here to the Demon Palace?"
Mo Wen wanted to see Qianxue and see his daughter.
This is the realm of the demon clan. In terms of distance, it is faster than him going to Wentian City.
"The Demon Palace is fifty thousand miles away from us. Even if we ride a flying demon beast, it will take ten years to get there." Wang Dong introduced.
"There are no flying monsters in our village. We have to go to Tianshui City, thousands of miles away, to find one."
Mo Wen fell into silence when he heard the words.
This is only 50,000 miles away. If his cultivation is still there, it is just a matter of a void passage. There is no need to go to such trouble.
"I don't feel comfortable lying down. Can you let me get up and walk around?" Mo Wen suddenly said.
He now has broken arms and is unable to stand up on his own.
He was feeling panicked now, just thinking that his body would get better soon, and then he would find a way to regain his strength, and then go back.
"Of course. It will be good for your body to recover if you move more. I will help you remove the plaster first, and then fix your arms with braces to protect them." Wang Shi replied.
"Then I'll trouble you..." Mo Wen nodded when he heard this.
Wang Shi spent a quarter of an hour cleaning Mo Wen's body, and then changed him into a coarse linen shirt.
"Xiaodong, you go out with him for a walk, and I will prepare the next medicine for him..." After changing Mo Wen's clothes, Wang Shi asked his grandson to accompany him.
"Okay, I'll take my eldest brother for a walk around the village." Wang Dong promised, patting his chest.
"Grandpa, don't worry, I will take good care of my big brother..."