After waking up, Chen Xuan's first reaction was to get up.
But as soon as he moved, he found that his whole body was in severe pain, sore and weak, and he couldn't get up at all.
"Don't move yet and finish drinking this bowl of porridge."
The beautiful middle-aged woman spoke softly and kindly, reminding Chen Xuan of his own mother.
So he drank the medicinal porridge obediently and felt a pure and rich medicinal power flow into his limbs and bones, quickly repairing his physical injuries.
"What kind of medicine is this?" Chen Xuan felt very magical.
The elixir from ancient times is so effective?
"Nirvana Jade Lotus Seed is not easy to find in the end of the wilderness when most of the three thousand Daozhous have been destroyed. It can repair your original injuries."
Chen Xuan was even more surprised when he heard the beautiful middle-aged woman say this.
In this era, there is still a magic medicine that can repair the origin of the Taoist Saint.
It would be great if I could bring some back to Duguye.
Chen Xuan thought so.
After eating the medicinal porridge, he fell asleep again.
When I woke up again, it had been a long time.
This time Chen Xuan opened his eyes and saw a fat boy holding a small blue unicorn.
"Mom, big brother is awake!"
With a creak, the door opened, and a beautiful middle-aged woman with white scales walked in. She asked with a smile: "You look much better."
"How long has it been since I was rescued by you?" Chen Xuan was anxious. He was afraid that he would miss precious time for the task and be completed first by the chosen one from other time and space, and then everything would be over.
"Exactly six days have passed."
"Six days?"
Chen Xuan immediately rolled down from the bed and said sincerely: "Thank you, senior, for saving me. I wonder where this place is?"
"We are from the Yumu tribe. My name is Ziniang, and this is my son Babu. I don't know what your name is yet?" the middle-aged beautiful woman asked kindly.
"My name is Xie..."
Chen Xuan thought that he was known as the Evil Emperor, the majestic ruler of all races and ways in the Seventh Age, but he was so embarrassed when he returned to the prehistoric era. How could he have the face to call himself the evil emperor in front of the prehistoric human race.
"My name is Chen Xuan."
"You are in good health. It has only been six days since you have completely absorbed the medicinal properties of Nirvana Jade Lotus Seeds. About 90% of your original injuries have been repaired. If you eat some of our special medicinal porridge later, you will be able to fully recover. During this period, you will be here
Let’s recuperate here.”
After Zi Niang finished speaking, Chen Xuan asked a little puzzled: "Don't you ask me where I came from? What if I have an affair with the Burial Immortal..."
"You killed a dark beast, how could it be from the Immortal Burial Clan? Our tribe is very confident about you."
Zi Niang smiled and said to her fat son: "Babu, take Chen Xuan around and let him stretch his muscles."
"OK."
The fat boy holding the blue unicorn walked up to Chen Xuan with a look of admiration in his eyes.
"Brother, you are so powerful. You can actually kill holy dark monsters. I want to be like you when I grow up."
"Let's go for a walk."
Chen Xuan did not refuse and followed Babu out of the thatched hut.
As far as the eye can see, a faint fairy mist blows in the face, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, and rare birds and animals appear everywhere, creating an auspicious atmosphere.
Chen Xuan saw many children playing with or holding ancient mythical beasts, such as phoenixes, spiritual dragons, Qingluan, and even real dragon cubs.
A colorful fairy bird flew from the sky, fell to the ground and turned into a girl wearing colorful fairy clothes, and came to Chen Xuan and Babu.
Babu took a step back shyly and hugged the blue unicorn in his hand tighter.
"Babu, don't be afraid. I'm not here to bully you this time. It seems like this big brother has woken up. That would be great."
The fairy bird girl looked happier than anyone else and smiled at Chen Xuan.
Chen Xuan smiled and greeted.
"Don't bully big brother, his injury is just right." Babu pretended to protect Chen Xuan.
The Five-Colored Fairy Bird has obviously bullied Babu many times. She smiled and said, "Big brother can defeat the evil Burial Immortal, how can I bully him? When can you go out to fight the Burial Immortal, Babu?"
"I, I can go out soon, as long as the patriarch allows me."
Babu's words were a bit shaky.
"Hehe, you'd better get your elder brother familiar with the Yumu tribe first, I won't play with you."
The girl's whole body was filled with colorful lights, and she transformed into a fairy bird and flew away.
Chen Xuan discovered that this Yumu tribe was not only composed of humans, but also incorporated many alien beasts and monsters. It was a happy and harmonious place, and future generations would definitely be envious and fascinated when they saw it.
If the monks of the Seven Epochs were allowed to see these rare birds and animals, they would definitely fight to the death instead of living on an equal footing with the beasts.
Continuing to walk forward, we pass by many ancient and early-style buildings. The spiritual charm and fairy air gather into streams, hovering among the spiritual mountains. The fairy air is subtle and breeds countless ancient medicines and sacred herbs. The fragrance of the medicine is refreshing.
There are young black-haired people walking and singing songs by the stream, amusing themselves. On the mountain road, an old man and a young man argue endlessly about the road, blushing, and then laughing. Everything is pure and simple, not contaminated by any filth and evil in the world, and completely
It is a paradise.
"Didn't the Burial Immortals invade your tribe?" Chen Xuan felt that it was amazing that such an environment could still exist in the end of the wilderness.
Babu shook his head: "After the last war, the Burial Immortals have not invaded for the time being, but our clan leader said that the next war may break out at any time, and I will definitely go to the battlefield then."
"You are still young, how can you go to the battlefield?"
Chen Xuan just said something casually, but Babu felt that he was looked down upon.
"Brother, I'm not young anymore. Now I can kill a snow tiger with my bare hands."
Hearing what Babu said, Chen Xuan just smiled and said, "Take me to see your patriarch."
"Are you looking for me?"
An extremely powerful pressure suddenly descended from the sky, it turned out to be the level of a holy king!
This was the first time that Chen Xuan saw the living Holy King of the Human Race from the Ancient Era.
The man who fell from the sky was extremely majestic and tall, with a face carved by wind and frost. He had gone through at least ten thousand years of vicissitudes. His deep eyes had witnessed the rise and fall of countless cultivation civilizations. His long beard covered most of his chest.
It is very dense and gives people the first impression of being bold and rough.
"What do you call me, senior?" Chen Xuan asked, neither humble nor arrogant.
"Hahaha, it seems that you are not from Sanqian Daozhou, so you don't know me, Holy King Yumu?"
The heroic man laughed, his eyes reflected wisdom, as if he could see through Chen Xuan in an instant.
"Junior Chen Xuan is indeed from three thousand states away." Although Chen Xuan was not overwhelmed by the momentum of Holy King Yumu, he felt that Holy King Yumu was like an insurmountable mountain in front of him.
Holy King Yumu nodded, not knowing what he was thinking. He suddenly grabbed Chen Xuan's wrist and his voice became thicker: "Are you not from our era?"
"What do you mean by these words, senior?" Chen Xuan was slightly shocked.
He didn't expect Holy King Yumu to be able to see his origin at a glance. Is this the Holy King of the human race in the prehistoric era?
