The holy light gradually extinguished, and a hazy purple qi began to rise around the fruit, and out of nowhere it wrapped it, it continued to evolve, and there was a charm appearing.

"Isn't it over yet, there is purple qi accompanying it?" An Ze's pupils contracted, he didn't dare to move, purple qi was swirling, he was sure that this fruit was an immortal product.

Rui Qi plus body, is too extraordinary, according to legend Lao Tzu to the west, passing through Hangu Pass, Guan Ling suddenly saw the purple gas floating pass, like a flying dragon rolling from east to west, you will know that there is a great sage knocking pass, and Lao Tzu fruit by the green ox.

Guan Ling was very shocked, and whispered again and again, "The purple qi comes from the east for 30,000 miles, the sage travels west through here, and the green ox drives the old man, hiding and hiding the vitality." ”

Then he swept the road and burned incense, fasted and purified himself, and bowed down to seek the Tao, and Lao Tzu saw that he was indeed a talent that could be created, so he was extradited and accepted as a disciple.

The purple qi around is becoming more and more intense, vast and ethereal, and there is a sense of mystery in the auspiciousness.

"Bang!"

"Bang bang!"

The crimson fruit seemed to be coming back to life, beating slightly, in line with a rhythm between heaven and earth, big and small, synchronized with the beating of An Ze's heart, and that frequency shook the depths of An Ze's soul and made his blood boil.

An Ze's complexion changed, he became flushed, the frequency of his heart beating matched the fruit, he felt suffocated, his chest was uncomfortable, this beating affected him, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Then, the fruit began to breathe, and it swallowed, and a mist of water formed, slowly absorbing and digesting the purple qi.

A rainbow was reflected on the surface of the lake, covered by the mist, and it was faintly visible, and there were golden black and white fish churning on the rainbow, as if celebrating the present life of the fruit.

Finally, Anze approached the ancient tree, his fingers touched the fruit, and he felt the ordinary temperature, as if everything was so normal, this fruit was the same as a wild fruit at the moment.

But Anze knew that this should be just a back-to-basics phenomenon, an illusion, and that there was definitely an unpredictable mysterious power hidden inside the fruit.

"Boom!"

The old tree lost its luster anymore, like broken porcelain that began to crack, and then fell with a bang.

An Ze sighed lightly for the ancient tree, giving birth to this fairy fruit, the ancient tree exhausted the essence accumulated over the long years, and completely turned into nourishment.

Even the land where the ancient trees took root has become barren, and its vitality is not visible, and it is about to be turned into a dead land.

"No, the world hasn't stopped. Anze stared at the ground beneath his feet.

The change continues, but it is more like a deterioration, the cracks in the ground beneath our feet have appeared and continue to expand, and the life force in the soil is slipping.

There was a tremor of the earth cracking, and the peaks shook violently, and huge rocks rolled down from the peaks with snow, smashing into the lake and setting off a wave of waves.

"This world is going to be ruined. Anze grabbed the fruit in his hand, turned around and ran, and there were stones rolling down from the cracks in this place, and if he didn't go, he might be trapped.

He didn't dare to stay, constantly changing positions, dodging the falling stones.

"What's that?"

"Is it a fishtail?"

As he ran, Anze's afterglow caught a glimpse of a corner of the lake.

"There's something at the bottom of the lake?"

An Ze's pupils contracted suddenly, and he gasped, how big was that fish? The tail of the fish made waves on the surface of the lake, at least the corner that An Ze glimpsed was larger than a house, and the black scales were shiny.

Without thinking much about it, An Ze plunged headlong into the snow and disappeared into this world.

"I'm afraid the world is about to change. An Ze returned the same way, he didn't dare to go any deeper, and the moment he ran out, he could feel a huge shadow at the bottom of the lake staring at his back, cool and swishing.

There was a strong uneasiness in his heart, and the world was being changed by something inexplicable.

He quickened his pace to get back as soon as possible.

In the evening, he saw again the pastoral area at the foot of the mountain, where the dim campfire danced in the distance, looming.

The roars of the animals and the cries of the children can be heard from afar.

The herdsmen were running around with torches, shouting.

"What's wrong?" An Ze asked a few old herdsmen in front of him about the situation.

"There's something bizarre going on in the pastoral area, see for yourself. ”

The herdsmen recognized Anze and led him to a fence.

"One carcass is missing, like a sheep that has killed the whole flock. The herdsmen's eyes were full of sadness, and for them it was devastating.

"What about the sheep?" Anze asked, and strange things were getting more and more.

"I smashed the fence and didn't know where I went. The herdsman pointed in one direction.

An Ze could vaguely see a gap in the corner of the fence in the light of the fire.

"It's not just that," the old herdsman took Anze to another fence, which was very high, and it was a temporary heightened one.

"You see, it's a calf born to a female tonight. ”

An Ze looked at it, and the picture in the fence surprised him.

An unknown creature in the enclosure was sleeping soundly, he was sure that he was not a young horse, and he looked strange, as if it were a little deformed, with only one eye, a small bag on its head, and a sheep's hoof under the horse's body.

"Are you sure it was born to a horse?" asked Anze.

"I saw it with my own eyes, I don't know what it is, it's very aggressive, there is no way but to raise the fence. The herdsman explained helplessly, still trying to hide his sadness in his eyes.

"Where is the horse, can you take me to see it?" Anze was curious, he wanted to find out.

"It's been eaten!" said the herdsman, who said slowly, with a strange face, who also felt that the matter was too bizarre to be convincing.

"Eaten by him?"

An Zeru was shocked, stunned and didn't know what to say, he stood still, many thoughts in his heart were confirmed, there are too many supernatural phenomena, this is not a coincidence, the earth may be about to change.

"Well, then it fell into a deep sleep. The herdsman continued.

At this moment, An Ze was uneasy, he felt the weight of the package, since the fairy fruit was picked, it was dim, the fragrance dissipated, and it was no different from ordinary fruits, but he had a strong premonition that this fruit might change his fate!

The old priest came from a distance, crutched on his cane.

"It's the river god, the river god is dissatisfied with our sacrifice, and it has sent down divine punishment!"

When the herdsmen heard this, they all crawled on the ground in fear and did not dare to raise their heads, and their fear of the river god was integrated into their blood and bones.

"Tomorrow we will re-select the offerings and go to worship the river god. After speaking, the old priest took a deep look at An Ze and turned to leave.

The animals were even more agitated, screaming and rambling to break through the fence.

The herdsmen got up slowly, many people shed tears, yesterday just finished sending sacrifices, tonight the livestock have suffered huge losses, and they have to choose to send sacrifices again?

The herdsmen wept, crying very sadly, lamenting that the sky had no eyes and did not give them a way to live.

The old man wiped the tears from the wrinkles with his sleeve and sat blankly as the child threw himself into his parents' arms and wept.

This kind of picture is heartbroken.

In one corner of the tribe, a little boy was crying alone, very sad, with two little red faces, snot and tears, lovable, an orphan, and the herdsmen raised him.

An Ze stroked the little boy's hair, he sighed, these herdsmen are very enthusiastic, and the folk customs of the whole tribe are also very simple, this feeling is very warm, he enjoys it very much, but the scene in front of him makes him unbearable, and his nose is sour.

He saw the enthusiastic old herdsman with a hearty laugh, and he was also secretly hiding his tears, and An Ze didn't know what to say.

The old herdsman paid attention to An Ze's gaze, barely squeezed out a smile, still very enthusiastic, and invited An Ze to his home as a guest.

An Ze took a cold shower to calm his mood, he couldn't sleep, there were too many bizarre things along the way, most of them were unreasonable, and refreshed his worldview.

His mind was very confused, and he didn't know what kind of good luck and evil the occurrence of these things portended, and he always felt that the changes were not like coincidences or parts, and that strange things should happen in the whole world.

After a sleepless night, the sky was still bright, and An Ze left, before which An Ze told the old herdsmen some of his guesses and worries, and told them very earnestly to beware of them, bizarre things may be more than that.

Anze did not travel through the desert again, he went west, this time along the road, choosing the nearest city to return to his hometown in the shortest possible time.

The scorching sun hangs in the east, and the brilliance shines in the west!

A figure carrying a package on his back walked alone along the road, it was Anze.

"Don't you have a signal yet?" An Ze muttered lightly on his mobile phone, according to the herdsmen, walking west along this road for about a day or so, you can reach the nearest city, but three days have passed, and you can't even see the shadow of half of the city.

An Ze opened the kettle and took a sip, feeling refreshed for a while, the wine was brought out of Loulan. I don't know what raw materials are used to brew it, every time An Ze feels tired, as long as he dips it on a little bit, he will be full of energy, An Ze has not rested since he left the pastoral area, and he regrets a little that he didn't bring a larger pot.

"It's strange, this road shouldn't be so far, could it be that I'm going wrong?" An Ze frowned, took out the map and compared it carefully.

"There was nothing wrong with the route. An Ze rubbed his eyebrows, a little headache, according to his understanding, a person with good physical fitness can walk more than 50 kilometers a day, and An Ze's body is stronger, so he walked for three days and nights, not to mention more than 500 kilometers, and he didn't even see the shadow of the city.

If it weren't for the road, I'm afraid he would be suspecting that he might have made a mistake.

It's been three days, and An Ze hasn't even seen a single figure, but fortunately, nothing particularly strange happened on the road.

It's just that An Ze noticed that the weeds on the side of the road had grown a lot taller, and the grass blades were green and full of vigorous vitality, so he tried to tear one down, and it took a lot of effort, and the leaves were surprisingly tough, and An Ze found that these weeds were growing wildly, and every day they were a little taller than before.