The colorful world, the colorful clouds flying, the Ruixia reflecting the moon, is known as the fairyland of the first bell Lingyuxiu.

The lake is like a star, dotted on this continent, shimmering and shining.

In the distance, the immortal mountains are horizontally, and you can see the pavilions and towers standing in a forest, exuding holy light, erecting the rhyme, misty and amazing.

Suddenly, there was a luan beast crying, sweeping through the clouds, like an ancient phoenix, dancing lightly, scattered colorful light and rain.

"Immortals"

In the village, there are children pointing to the sky, their white and tender faces are full of childishness, and a pair of big watery eyes are flashing, staring at the big birds in the sky.

"Do you want to become an immortal?"

The gods came, and the seven-colored irises were like the sun, impregnating a sky.

On his back, there was an old man sitting cross-legged, his white robe moving slightly, smiling, and looking kind.

"Think"

The child responded, a little green, but his eyes were very smart and full of beauty.

"Once you are an immortal, the red dust is all in the past, can you give it up?" the old man asked, casting his gaze on the dilapidated courtyard.

A green willow tree, three or two pear petals, the courtyard is in the mountains, there is a young girl standing upright, leaning on the white stone platform.

She didn't seem to see anyone coming, and concentrated on a weaving scroll, carefully depicting and weaving.

The girl is very elegant, lightly dressed, like a snow-colored lotus, with a dusty charm.

However, her body was a little thin and her face was pale.

Here, many people, like her, were born with a disease that could not be cured, and could only endure pain for many years.

"Becoming an immortal, does it mean that there is no birth, old age, sickness and suffering?" asked the child, his eyes firm.

"No sickness and no suffering," the old man nodded.

When the child heard the sound, he cheered, and before he could run back to the Taoist courtyard, he shouted: "Sister, there is a cure for your illness!"

But when he looked back, he found that he was already in the clouds, flying to the sky with the big bird.

"There is a difference between immortals, and a thought of red dust is far away"

The gods cried, turned and listened, as pleasant as the sounds of heaven, drifting into the distance.

In the courtyard, the girl was in a trance, and her delicate little hands wiped the corners of her eyes, and she found that tears were slipping down.

Her face was anxious, her beautiful eyes were full of panic, her delicate body trembled uncontrollably, and even the sketch in her hand fell to the ground.

"Little..."

She shouted in the courtyard, tears streaming down her eyes, and her heart was like a knife, as if something important was missing.

But as a result, she couldn't shout and forgot the name.

In the empty courtyard, Aoyagi is still the same, and the pear blossom is silent, as if nothing has changed, but the girl understands that she has forgotten the most important thing.

On the second day, there was a knock at the door of the village.

The visitor was a handsome and extraordinary young man, bathed in divine radiance, like a god.

Beside him, there was a crane, beautiful, powerful, noble, many villagers saw it, onlookers, and marveled.

In Xiaoyun Mountain, occasionally some powerful people will appear as messengers of immortals.

Every time they pass by, they will bring immortal fate and give them some spiritual objects that are unimaginable to mortals in their lives.

For the people here, they are gods, life-saving gods, who can solve the strange diseases in Xiaoyun Mountain.

Some villagers knelt down from a long distance and bowed down, showing devotion and respect in their eyes.

There are also some people who are very clever and understand the intention of the immortal envoy to come for the sake of the only remaining orphan of the family.

"Why can't I remember her name?"

Someone whispered, feeling weird, but then relieved.

The courtyard sat on the edge of the village, and in their memory there was only a slender maiden, who did not like to be lively or talkative.

Therefore, it is true that not many people know about her.

Next to the crane, the young man smiled and handed over a letter.

The envelope is a little bulging, as if a pill is hidden, and even through the letter paper, you can smell the faint smell of herbs.

"This is..."

The girl was confused.

Her face was haggard, she had not slept all night, and her body, which was already sick, now looked more and more weak, as if a gust of wind would blow her to the ground.

"I can cure your disease" The young man spoke, and his voice was soft, which made many women in the village obsessed.

In the end, he didn't say much, left the envelope, and went away by crane.

"A life-saving medicine!"

Someone showed his eyes and heard the words of the young man, and it was so clear that it was hard to believe.

The immortal envoy really gave the immortal fate!

That medicine may not only cure the strange diseases in Xiaoyun Mountain, but also be able to fly immortals, and become an immortal who soars through the clouds!

"Little girl, can you contribute this elixir? We may be able to study it and find a cure for the disease."

An old man walked out, with a white beard, a cane, a crooked back, and a peaceful smile on his face.

The great sage in Xiaoyun Mountain, who is 100 years old, is worshiped as a land god by the villagers.

It can be said that he has lived a long time, and it can be said that he has survived from his illness to the present.

However, someone in the crowd spoke, unexpectedly, but reasonably.

"There is only one immortal medicine, the grass in the mortal world cannot become an immortal, this medicine should be given to the most hopeful person"

It was a woman and a child, holding a baby in her arms, and babbling and crying came from inside.

Naturally, the most promising person she said was the baby in her arms, her only son, who was hailed by the villagers as the future genius of Xiaoyun Mountain.

"I am the most powerful person in Xiaoyun Mountain, this medicine should be given to me, I can go out of the mountain and find a solution," said a strong man.

Outside Xiaoyun Mountain, I heard that there is a great country, where there are often immortals walking, and there are countless immortal herbs.

In the past, they had figured out a way to get out of here.

As a result, halfway through, the strange disease in many people's bodies recurred, and they were all buried on the way to seek medicine.

If he had this medicine, he would be able to get out of it smoothly and bring real hope to the village!

"They all want to live, why do you say it so high-sounding?" some people scoffed, feeling pathetic.

"Yes, the great sage has a grandson under his knees, who has just become an adult, but suddenly fell ill, he wants to study, obviously for the sake of his grandson's life!"

"And that little genius, with a huge skull, is mostly a freak"

"Little girl, it's useless for you to take this elixir, your parents are not there, your relatives died early, and it's painful to live"

"I have a beautiful shirt here, using precious crystal silk, which suits you very well"

The villagers gathered in front of the door, their eyes burning, and they talked nonsense, nothing more than for the magic medicine.

The girl was timid and felt incredible.

The villagers of Xiaoyun Mountain looked very kind in the past, although they were tortured by illness, they were very strong, simple and unyielding, and dared to fight against the disease.

But suddenly, it was just a pill, and everyone changed.

It was as if the masks of hypocrisy had been torn off, revealing a hideous face.

"Give"

She handed it over to the great sage beside her.

In her mind, as the sage of Xiaoyun Mountain, the oldest living old man, she must be able to make the best choice.

The villagers dispersed, the courtyard was quiet, and the original coldness was restored.

The girl sat alone on the edge of the white stone platform, holding the empty envelope, as if she was reminiscing, trying to remember something.

There was indeed only one medicine in it, and there was nothing in it, but why, she felt that there was originally one in it, but... Gone.

In the clouds outside the mountain, the clouds were cloudy, and a snow-white crane stepped on the clouds.

The young man sat cross-legged, and the smile on his face gradually converged, revealing a cold and unruly expression.

"The little junior brother is constantly popular, so the senior brother will do it for him"

He looked at the way he came, at the mountain, with contempt and ruthlessness.

A mortal village, if it weren't for the existence of karma, he would just flick his fingers, and everything would be wiped out and cease to exist.

"Mortal heart, it's really sad"

He heard the scream, the sound coming from the village, then smiled, stopped paying attention, and drove away on the crane.

Because that pill is not an immortal medicine, but a poison, a medicine that can poison all living beings in a mountain!

Xiaoyun Mountain, the sad voice is compassionate, like the sky is crying.

The clouds were dim, dim and cold, and there were bursts of mournful noise.

The big green trees, one by one, withered, the flowers withered, and some small beasts shook their bodies, threw themselves on the ground, and never got up again.

In the village, many people were bleeding and stained with something strange.

This is a bamboo leaf, a black bamboo leaf, which appears on everyone's body, pitch black, secluded, and emitting a black light.

It seems to devour blood, just a bamboo leaf, it will devour a person's essence and blood, and even the flesh and blood will be corroded.

Eventually, the shouting faded away, replaced by a black bamboo forest.

It was rooted in the bones, standing in the center of each bone, swaying in the wind, dancing like a demon, and filled with the cold breath of death.