Mythical Cultivation

Chapter 394: Wilderness Healing

The scorching sun hung high in the sky, mercilessly pouring its scorching rays on him, bringing a burning sensation.

"I never thought that the damage to my spiritual consciousness and mental depression would have such a great impact on me!" Wu Ming sighed in his heart.

"I fell asleep so easily and without even noticing.

Fortunately, it is daytime now. If it were night, if a monster suddenly attacked, I would be in danger of losing my life."

Under the scorching sun, Wu Ming couldn't help but feel alert.

You know, for cultivators in the Foundation Establishment Realm, they have begun to gradually break away from the constraints of the ordinary life level of "human".

At this stage, monks can replace sleep with short periods of meditation, and they will not feel any discomfort even if they do not sleep for ten days or half a month.

However, it was extremely rare for him to fall asleep without realizing it.

Generally speaking, it is only when a person is attacked by an enemy and the enemy uses special formations or spells that he or she is able to fall asleep without any defense.

However, when Wu Ming woke up and looked inward, he was surprised to find that the Nine Yang Heavenly Scripture was actually absorbing the sun's true fire and the essence of heaven and earth on its own!

Although this absorption speed is many times slower than when he practiced on his own, it is still faster than passive recovery.

This is undoubtedly good news for Wu Ming.

The Nine Yang Heavenly Scripture was running slowly, and every bit of true energy gathered into Wu Ming's dantian like a trickle.

The originally exhausted Dantian was gradually filled with these bits and pieces of true essence, which was undoubtedly a delightful thing.

Sure enough, the classic-level martial arts method is not just a name, it can indeed bring unexpected surprises to practitioners in all aspects.

Unfortunately, although time passed by and the sun gradually set, Wu Ming never saw anyone passing by this path. His original hope of being rescued gradually faded during this long wait.

Fortunately, Wu Ming did not encounter any attacks from wild beasts or monsters throughout the day, and his safety was temporarily guaranteed.

"It seems that I have to spend the night in this wilderness. I don't know if I can meet any passers-by tomorrow." Wu Ming sighed helplessly.

It is unknown whether this trail in the wilderness was created by a passing traveler or by villagers living nearby who make a living by hunting and collecting herbs.

However, Wu Ming did not know this, so he had no idea when he would meet passers-by.

In fact, even if no one came to rescue him, Wu Ming was not completely unable to recover slowly on his own.

However, the key issue is access to food.

Although at his foundation-building stage, he could not practice complete fasting like the legendary immortals, it was enough to sustain him for several months without food.

However, even if he doesn't eat, his body will still consume his true energy.

And at this moment, what he lacked most was true energy.

Therefore, he would naturally be very happy if he could have food supplements.

Night gradually fell and the dark forest was shrouded in darkness.

In the grass and bushes, various animals and insects began to make various sounds, one after another, interweaving into a noisy symphony.

However, it is fortunate that the animal-repellent powder that Wu Ming sprinkled before still has a certain effect on these ordinary creatures that have not yet transformed into monsters.

At least, no wild beasts or insects dared to approach within a few feet of where he was, so he didn't have to be worried and nervous all night.

"I wonder if the Shadow Rat, who seems to be a treasure-hunting rat, will come tonight?"

Wu Ming pondered in his heart. Although his body was still slowly recovering on its own, his thoughts had already drifted to the mysterious shadow mouse.

This shadow rat moves quickly and like a ghost, but it seems to have a special ability to sense various treasures.

Wu Ming couldn't help but feel curious. If he could subdue this shadow rat, it might bring him unexpected gains.

However, Wu Ming also knew that it was not easy to subdue such a nimble shadow mouse.

But even if you can't tame it for the time being, it's good to be able to get closer to it. Maybe there will be a chance in the future.

Time passed minute by minute, and Wu Ming lay quietly on the ground, letting the essence of heaven and earth enter his body naturally, while thinking about the shadow mouse.

After an unknown amount of time, he suddenly felt a little bored and began to examine himself.

He recalled the scene when he first entered Qingyun Sect. At that time, he was still an ignorant boy, full of curiosity and yearning for cultivation.

After years of hard work, he finally succeeded in building his foundation and became an inner disciple. It was a journey full of hardships.

Wu Ming couldn't help but sigh that time flies so fast. Before he knew it, he was already thirty years old.

Just as Wu Ming was immersed in the memories of his own experiences, suddenly, a squeaking sound came into his ears, interrupting his thoughts.

Tilting his head slightly, Wu Ming's attention was drawn to one direction.

He looked closely and saw a dark figure swiftly emerging from the soil. It moved at lightning speed and was in front of Wu Ming in the blink of an eye.

Wu Ming looked closely and found that the black figure was actually the shadow mouse from last night!

This shadow rat was as black as ink, with only a pair of eyes flashing with a faint light.

Its body is small and delicate, but its movements are extremely agile, like a ghost in the night.

As soon as Shadow Mouse saw Wu Ming, it immediately stopped moving, and its pair of black eyes kept rolling around, as if observing Wu Ming's reaction.

After a while, the shadow mouse suddenly opened its mouth and spit out several spiritual fruits.

These spiritual fruits are crimson all over and emit an alluring fragrance.

The spiritual fruit drew an arc in the air and landed directly on Wu Ming's chest.

Wu Ming looked down and saw those spiritual fruits lying quietly on his chest, emitting faint spiritual fluctuations.

After spitting out the spiritual fruit, the shadow rat did not leave immediately. Its eyes rolled around a few times and then locked tightly on Wu Ming's storage bag, as if it was full of curiosity about the things inside.

The shadow mouse kept making squeaking sounds, the sounds were crisp and rapid.

Wu Ming didn't know what the shadow mouse's series of actions meant. Was it urging him to eat the spiritual fruit, or did it want him to take out the pills from his storage bag and give them to it?

Wu Ming hesitated for a moment, but finally decided to wait and see Shadow Mouse's reaction first.