In the middle of the sound, Xu Huai finally cleared the snow in the yard and piled it up into a snowdrift more than one meter high.

It's a pity that the weather is so good, according to usual, the little girl will definitely come out happily, shouting for Xu Huai to accompany her to have a snowball fight, but today, the little girl who is in a bad mood is stuck in the room and refuses to come out.

"Alas!"

Xu Huai put down the shovel in his hand and sighed deeply.

This kind of thing, the innate realm can't do anything!

He could only watch dryly, in vain!

I can only give up.

Xu Huai paced to the medicine field next to the courtyard, looked at the medicinal herbs that were growing vigorously in the medicine field, and opened his eyes.

This strain of Chinese medicinal materials, like an adapted version of the storage, absorbs the colorful aura ions in the air all the time.

Every time you absorb some aura, the green of the branches and leaves on the herbs becomes more intense, and the vitality is also increasing at the same time, especially the hundred-year-old ginseng that has grown for a long time in the corner of the medicine field, which is even more exaggerated, and the thick body makes people never think that this is a ginseng at first glance.

As far as Xu Huai knew, this ginseng already existed in the generation of his grandfather's great-grandfather's great-grandfather, and he didn't know which ancestor of the Xu family found him in the mountains and transplanted it back.

Looking closely, Xu Huai could clearly perceive that with the passage of time, the branches and leaves of this century-old ginseng were also shaking slightly, and faintly, he could also feel a different breath.

"It seems that this ginseng is the same, just like the vines in that narrow valley, under the influence of aura, it has begun to transform!"

"Then I'll help you today!"

As he spoke, Xu Huai stretched out his hand and put his hand on the branches and leaves of a hundred years of life, and at the same time injected some of the true yuan in his body into the ginseng body.

This time, the ginseng branches and leaves trembled even more, and Xu Huai didn't need to open his heart and eyes to perceive it at all, just by using the naked eye.

Then he pulled out a swarthy, apple-core-sized object from his pocket.

Under the sunlight, this swarthy thing shone a different light, which looked a little strange.

"This thing still has vitality!" Xu Huai exclaimed.

That's right, this thing is the seed left by Xu Huai when he killed the mutant demon vine in that narrow valley.

As we all know, vine plants don't have seeds like cores, but now under the influence of aura, they have become strange and have everything.

At the beginning, Xu Huai felt at night that he was full of energy in that narrow valley, communicating with the bridge between heaven and earth, and stepping on the innate realm.

In the early hours of the next morning, when he woke up, he found the swarthy seed in the location of the original mutant vine.

At first, this seed was like a stillborn child, without the slightest vitality, but Xu Huai was curious to explore something, so he brought it home.

But what I never expected was that after a few days, this seed would shine again and have life again.

Xu Huai estimated that this should have nothing to do with aura.

"Since you have come back to life, then this is also the mercy of God, although it is not the previous you, but it is regarded as a continuation of life. ”

"Little one, it's planted with you, you have to take care of it!" Xu Huai said.

Then, Xu Huai threw the seed into the soil near the hundred-year-old ginseng with a move, and by the way, he lost some true yuan to it to enhance some vitality and prevent any accidents.

As soon as the vine seed landed, the hundred-year-old ginseng suddenly trembled, almost visible to the naked eye, as if it was rejecting the vine seed and planting it together.

After all, under the same soil, the vine seeds will only share some of the nutrients.

However, this ginseng is only like that, its roots are rooted in the soil, and it is impossible to pull out its legs and kick the vine seeds away with one kick like a human.

Xu Huai also has no choice, who let the most fertile soil in the medicine field be there, if the vine seeds are placed in ordinary soil, maybe, they will not sprout at all, and they will die directly!

Looking at the medicinal herbs in the medicine field, Xu Huai couldn't help but smile.

"Haha!"

"Plants, animals, and people in the same way, I am not alone, it seems that the world will be more exciting in the future!"

"I guess it won't be long before everyone is going to be lively!"

After that, Xu Huai came to the stone table, and he sat on the stool, and fell into deep thought.

After talking with Lao Dao last night, Xu Huai realized some problems.

His guess was wrong, originally, Xu Huai thought that the revival of aura would appear in all places at the same time, gradually affecting the whole world.

However, in Lao Dao's description, now only the Kunlun Mountains have really found traces of aura, and in the rest of the mountains and rivers, Lao Dao has not clearly observed, maybe there is, but it is not very obvious.

The impact of Reiki is even negligible.

An occasional huge livestock or an unusual plant will not attract people's attention, and it will only be regarded as a rare thing in the mountains.

As for the city, it is still as prosperous as usual, not to mention the aura, and in such a filthy environment, people will get sick if they stay for a long time.

"The Kunlun Mountains were the first to appear aura, not all of the world, that is to say, the revival of aura is in order and has its own laws. ”

Kunlun Mountain, formerly known as Kunlun Hill, also known as Kunlun Ruins, has been endowed with sacred colors since ancient times, is the sacred mountain in ancient legends of China, the ancestor of all mountains, and is also the birthplace of Chinese civilization, the royal capital of Fuxi, the ancestor of humanities, and the place where the mythical Queen Mother of the West lives in the legend.

Over the past 5,000 years, I don't know how many mysterious and distant legends have been left.

The ancient book "Hetu Broad Land Image" records: the hometown of the dragon pond, four directions and high, there is a pond in the center, seven hundred miles in the square, the residence of the dragons, many five-flower trees, the dragons eat, go to Huiji 45,000 miles.

"Huainanzi": "The hill of Kunlun, or the upper double, is the mountain of cool breeze, and it does not die, or the upper double, it is called the hanging garden, and the climbing is the spirit, which can make the wind and rain." ”

It is the narration of various ancient books and the chanting of thousands of legends that Kunlun Mountain has today's sacred status.

"Is it because of that?"

"It's a coincidence, it happened in the Kunlun Mountains. ”

"Or is it really because the Kunlun Mountains have their own uniqueness?"

Xu Huai pondered.

Thinking about the connection, I want to know the mystery.

After a long time, he closed his eyes, and Xu Huai, who was sitting on the stone bench, stood there quietly like a sculpture without moving.

Even Da Bai ran over to spread joy, Xu Huai did the same, sitting there and ignoring it.