Mulberry Valley

He swore that he would not dare to peep again since the early hours of the morning.

As for why the boy came to him, he couldn't figure it out.

The man in Tsing Yi stood aside stiffly, peeking at the white-clothed young man sitting on a rock, inexplicably panicked.

It would be difficult for him to resist a fire dragon in the early morning, and this time he came, shouldn't it be to settle accounts after the autumn.

Thinking of this, the man in Tsing Yi was a little desperate.

wants to give the hope of survival to Luan Niao, who is eating baked cakes, but Luan Niao, who feels that he is dying of hunger, only cares about stuffing things into his mouth, how can he have time to pay attention to him.

The young man didn't speak, and the man in Tsing Yi didn't dare to move, so he could only stand here with his head stubborn.

After Luan Niao touched his bulging belly with a satisfied expression and burped loudly, the dinner of this person and bird was over.

"Come, tell me about your request. ”

It wasn't until Luan Niao swallowed the last of the biscuit sesame seeds that the young man turned his head and asked.

After Luan Niao was full, he leaned comfortably on the stone, looked at the young man, and then turned his head sideways to look at the man in Tsing Yi, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

The young man seemed to be fierce, but fortunately he didn't do it directly as he expected, but just came to the man for dinner.

Different from Luan Niao's peace of mind at this time, after hearing the young man's words, the hairs on his back all stood up, and a sense of crisis lingered in his entire mind.

The young man raised his eyebrows slightly, and there was a little smile in his eyes, which made the man in Tsing Yi have no reason to think of hiding a knife in his smile.

He had to answer, and he had to tell the truth, and even if one of them was false, he would die.

He was very sure of this, and the harmless teenager in front of him was definitely not something he could contend with.

"I want to ask you to bring something for Sangzi. ”

The man in Tsing Yi lowered his head and gritted his teeth secretly, and finally said it, thinking that the young man in white could appear in front of him again, he should have already seen her.

The man in Tsing Yi was a little frustrated, and after getting the boy's permission, he sat on the ground with some detachment.

"Slowly, I won't kill you now, maybe I'll promise you. ”

The boy smiled and comforted.

When he left Sang Zi's house, he would still be suspicious of the man in Tsing Yi, so now that he has confirmed it, there is naturally no reason to be a killer.

The man in Tsing Yi tried his best to calm the apprehension in his heart, and he knew very well that whether this matter could take a turn depends on whether his story could satisfy the young man.

"Childe, you have also seen my real body, it is the plant on the shady side of the valley, and my name in the world is called Banxia. ”

Last night, the boy had descended on the valley with the primordial god fire, and he must have known his identity for a long time.

"What!Banxia?Wow, I didn't expect you to be able to eat it?" Luanniao, who was too excited, was just about to get up when he was slapped down by the young man.

"Not a lot of mouths. The boy said.

Although Luan Niao was pressed to the ground by the young man, a pair of narrow eyes stared at the man in Tsing Yi tightly.

Banxia must be a much more delicious plant than the ginseng I ate last night.

The man in Tsing Yi, who was stared at by Luanniao, felt a little cold on his back, as if he had been stripped naked by the other party.

Hurriedly asked the boy for help, he was really afraid that the bird would get rid of the boy's control and eat it directly for him.

Even if the color of the feathers is different, but the appearance has not changed, he can naturally recognize at a glance that this big moon-white bird is the mythical Luan bird.

If it were another bird, it would not even be able to touch its leaves, let alone devour them.

And there are many sharp things in the world, only the pecking of the bird can transform all things.

"Ahem!" The young man saw the man in Tsing Yi looking for help in his eyes, nodded, and three concubine-colored flames quietly appeared on the young man's wrist, spinning around Luanniao's body with the wind, turning into a flame cage isolated from the outside world.

The young man's hand had left Luanniao's head at some point, and he ignored the protests in the cage, looked at the man, and motioned for him to continue.

The man in Tsing Yi took his eyes away from the fire cage with difficulty, swallowed his saliva a little stiffly, and put aside the cultivation, this concubine-colored flame is still the biggest enemy of the grass and wood spirits after all.

At this time, he sat opposite the young man, and the concubine-colored fire cage burned silently between the two, like a conversation between friends.

The man in Tsing Yi rubbed his palms a little nervously, it was hard to think that the dangerous person who was terrifying and coercive before was the same person as the young man in front of him with calm eyes.

"It's okay, please continue. ”

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As an ordinary Banxia plant living in the valley, it shouldn't have the talent for cultivation.

Eight hundred years ago, a gifted elk was born in this humble valley.

A hundred years later, the elk practiced Mahayana, and on that day, the sky over the valley was cloudy, and the rain fell for thirty years, and the people of the village called it a miracle.

Since then, the Mulberry Valley has been surrounded by aura, and the creatures in the mountains have naturally accepted this unique gift.

Then the elk chose to leave, and the creatures in the Mulberry Valley gradually possessed their own spiritual wisdom under the influence of the aura, and were able to practice.

But no one could have imagined that since then, the aura of the Mulberry Valley would no longer grow, and the creatures that had transformed had left this place one after another, and the aura of the valley had become weaker and weaker.

All things take the spirit as the foundation of cultivation, and after death, the spirit in the body is re-fed to heaven and earth, and the cycle repeats itself, which is the way of heaven and earth.

However, the creatures that left did not return to this remote Mulberry Valley until they died, and the aura in the Mulberry Valley naturally did not receive any feedback.

In another seventy years, the Mulberry Valley has long since ceased to be what it used to be, not to mention the scarcity of aura, and the environment is extremely harsh, and there are naturally very few animals that can survive in the valley.

And it was just born in the valley.

Since the birth of Banxia, like a second elk, the thin aura that roams in the valley is constantly absorbed by it.

In this way, three years and three years, nine years later, the summer finally absorbed the little spiritual energy left in the entire Mulberry Tree Valley, and it really entered the door of cultivation.

As the aura of the Mulberry Valley dried up, even the weeds could not survive except for Banxia.

The whole mulberry valley is like an old man in his twilight years, lifeless.

After cultivating into an adult after a hundred years of Banxia, he and his predecessors want to use their ideas, and they also want to go to the outside world.

So it chose to leave here, and at the same time took the whole valley with life.