The strange thunder had only gone for a moment, and the clear sky was covered with thick layers of clouds. In the winter season, the cold wind comes from the Tianhe River and pours into the world.

The falling of crystal snowflakes heralds the end of another cycle of four seasons. In the ordinary, it can be seen that the creation of heaven and earth is irreversible, the moon is impermanently round, and the sun is not always sunny. Yin and yang hugging each other is the wind chanting, and the five elements turn into four changes. All living things have been lucky with heaven and earth since the time of eternal seclusion, but they are still humble and prostrate under the majesty of the avenue.

Who can rebel against the order of heaven and earth?

Who can resist the will of heaven?

Calling against the sky, going against the sky......

The clouds are covered with snow like dust, and the dark fragrance does not appear, but the sadness is the same......

In a short time, the land was covered in silver. As soon as I stepped on it, the snow was knee-deep. The snow was clean, and a few dead branches struggled. Looking up, the green crisp jade bamboo also becomes a Qiong branch.

Daoyuan Mountain is located in the southeast of the human world, and the mountain range winds for tens of thousands of miles, like a world. The main peak burial road peak is not a little high, look down the mountain, only to see the foot of the mountain hidden in the misty clouds, the colorful rainbow is like a bridge to erect the mountainside. The blue sea covered the mountain peaks in waves, and all kinds of spirit beasts floated in the sea of clouds. According to legend in the mortal world, the burial peak towers into the nine heavens, and you can catch the sun, moon and stars when you climb it.

Daoyuan Mountain has been inherited for hundreds of thousands of years, and countless living beings have admired and enjoyed a reputation in the human world. But I didn't know that there was an ancient village that stood silently behind the main peak burial peak.

Heavy snow seals the boundary, the cold wind is wanton, and the ancient village stands in silence and the world. The village is sparsely populated with dozens of families, and most of the houses are made of loess mixed with gravel, and the green tiles on the roofs are like mottled ancient scrolls, carrying the years. The Qianmo trail is paved with Xuanxing stone under the peak of the villagers' self-burial road. This stone slab is durable, and after hundreds of years, the stars are still faintly visible on the stone surface. When there is no moon, this faint starlight is the basis for the guests of this ancient village to come and go.

Because it is located at the foot of a mountain, the ground around the village is mostly rocky. Only a few pieces of land can be planted with some food for the stomach, and on weekdays, the villagers go into the mountains and forests in spring and summer to hunt some mountain beasts for a year's food, and when they are lucky, they can also find some low-grade spirit animals to nourish themselves. However, most of the spirit beasts are enlightened, and they are all sensitive and abnormal. The villagers are nothing more than sturdy mortals, and it takes a few years to get one or two. Every time you find it, it is the most lively time in this isolated and quiet village, and each family will take out the rare ingredients that have been collected for a long time, and stew them with spirit animals and eat them.

Now it is a cold winter, and each family has already stored enough food for the winter, and there are fewer people on the Xuanxing Stone Road. It is also a rare heavy snow for many years, and this ancient village that is unknown to the world is as bleak as a ghost village.

In the village, there is a hut that is different from ordinary people. Usually the villagers' residences are independent mud houses, but here there is a small fenced courtyard surrounded by dead branches and vines in front of the door. In the courtyard where the snow falls, a plum tree stands with its branches and bones facing the cold. There is not half a petal on the branch, but it still has the beauty of the world.

In front of the door, an old man was curled up in a wicker chair. The rattan chair shook slightly, and the old man's cloudy eyes stared at the snowflakes flying outside. The folds are piled up all over the face, like green vines climbing up the wall. There was a scar in the corner of the old man's eye that stretched from his left eye to his forehead, digging deep into his bun. This bone-piercing scar seems to tell the forgotten legend in the distant years.

The fence courtyard, the ancient trees, and the old man have achieved the only picture scroll in this floating world.

The snow is still raging, and if you have the ability to move mountains and seas, you can only silently watch it fly wantonly. It's just that when this crystal flew to the old man's side, it disappeared without a trace. There was no trace of it melting or disappearing, as if the place around him was cut off from the human world.

The wind howled stronger, and wailed in the wilderness. The snowflakes were originally elegant, but at this time, the trajectory was straight like a stone falling to the ground, and the sky and earth were a little more gloomy.

Next to the old man, a cup of tea has been placed for several hours, but it is still cloudy. In the gray and obscure white porcelain tea cup, there are only two crystal plum petals swaying in white and red. At a glance, there is quite a bit of unpredictable artistic conception of a flower and a world.

Coincidentally, a few creaks of opening the door came from the blinding wind and snow to the small courtyard. After the sound, three or four figures flashed out of the ancient houses around the small courtyard, and they walked towards the courtyard with difficulty.

"Ancestor, why are you still staying at the door in the snow, if it freezes badly, it will be bad!" The woman at the head had just entered the small courtyard, and when she saw the old man sitting peacefully under the eaves, she couldn't help but hurriedly remind, and even crawled from the courtyard gate to the old man's side, and the women who followed behind her all quickened their pace when they heard the words.

The old man came back to his senses leisurely and came out of this landscape ink painting.

He said hoarsely, "It's okay......," and happily let several women who came in a hurry carry him into the dim room with rattan chairs.

Different from the ordinary people in the ancient village who used loess as the land, the villagers were worried that the old man was old and could not bear the damage of darkness and dampness, so they worked together to extract stone from the mountains to make stone bricks to lay the floor for the elderly.

After the women entered the house, they carefully helped the old man onto the bed and then hurriedly dusted off the snow from his clothes. Then several people had a clear division of labor, some people lit candles, some people boiled snow and made tea, some people swept the floor and wiped the table, and the popularity in the cold room suddenly flourished.

The old man leaned against the wall, smiling at the busy but methodical women.

"Ancestor, you have to change this bad habit, whether it is windy and rainy, thunder and snow, your boss likes to stay at the door, and the scene outside is like this every year, you love to see it like this?" a woman caused a brazier, and the room immediately warmed up. She breathed a sigh of relief and wiped away the red sweat droplets on her forehead that were reflected in the firelight, and got up to complain.

"Hey, that's it! My man saw that the wind and snow did not stop, and he knew that the ancestor must be watching the scenery in front of the door again. The other woman chimed in, "I've stopped him from coming to take care of him alive or dead!"

"Oh, hehe, then why did you stop him from coming?" asked the old man, not minding at all.

Seeing the ancestor asking, several women stopped their hands and straightened up and looked at each other a few times. The woman rubbed her hands together a little shyly and replied, "The men have been hunting for a year, and they often fight with fierce beasts and spirits, regardless of the danger, just to feed the villagers. It's rare to have a little leisure in winter, and I can't bear to let him work hard, so I let him rest more at home~"

The rest of the women all agreed, and the old man nodded with a smile in his eyes.

Suddenly, the old man seemed to notice. He turned his head and asked the woman who had stepped into the courtyard first, "Girl Xu, why are you worried?"

The woman named by the old man was even more hesitant when she heard this, and she twisted for a while before she was embarrassed to speak after repeated questions from several women beside her, "Back to the words of the ancestors, when the snow had not fallen before, I saw that the firewood reserves at home were insufficient, so I sent the family to the mountains outside the village to pick up some dry firewood and come back. Not...... I didn't think that not long after he went out, the sky thundered, and the storm and snow did not stop, I ...... My mountain has not yet returned!"

Before the words fell, the woman's eyes were already filled with tears.

"Confused! Why didn't you say it until now!" Hearing her words, the faces of several people around her changed greatly, some lost their voices, and some reprimanded.

One person turned around and was about to push the door and leave, "You wait, I'll tell my man to go out to find someone!" This sentence reminded everyone, and they were all in a hurry to push the door and leave and go home for help.

The woman hurriedly grabbed a few people, and said with a sad face, "That's why I don't want to say it, the wind and snow outside are so big, wouldn't I hurt you when I went out to find someone at this time!"

"Of course it's important to save people!" the women tried to break free, but the woman held them to the ground and wouldn't let them go.

The old man sat up slowly, his eyes vacant. He looked back at the wall behind him, and his gaze looked through the wall in the direction of the forest......

"Ahem...... The old man's soft cough interrupted the pulling of several people, and the woman who had lost her man was crying more and more.

The women were stunned for a few moments, and then they all came back to their senses, as if they had found a life-saving straw, and they chattered in front of the old man, "Ancestor, Xu Shan has not returned to collect firewood so far, I am afraid that it will be dangerous! Can you always think of a way!"

The woman of the Xu family also seemed to have just remembered this stubble, and she was about to kneel in front of the old man without saying a word, but she was firmly supported by the old man and could not bend her knees. "Don't panic, don't panic......" the old man gasped.

"You are also an elderly person, why are you still so panicked when something happens!"

The woman was silent in shame, but the woman held the old man's arm tightly, tears glistening with anticipation.

The bottom of the ceramic kettle above the stove is reddish, and the hot water mist above the spout is tumbling up. The old man lined up a few people in front of the bed, refused the support of the Xu family's wife, got up tremblingly and staggered to the stove.

Drink all the warm water in the cup in one gulp, leaving only two petals at the bottom of the cup. The old man took the kettle from the stove and poured the hot water into the obscure teacup. The water trickled down, and after the crystal plum petals entered the water, it rippled happily, and after a while, a pot of hot water fell into the tea cup that was only the size of a child's palm.

The women did not seem to be surprised, and did not reveal the slightest surprise at the strange sight.

"Xu Shan is fine, he will return in a moment. The new tea has been made, and the old man did not drink it, as if he mentioned it casually.

"Woo!" the woman of the Xu family was relieved when she said this, and she sat on the edge of the bed and covered her face and cried with joy. The women were all beaming with joy and comfort, and no one doubted the truth of the words.

Sure enough, a moment later, there was a sudden noise outside the door.

"Old Ancestor, Old Ancestor!" the cry quickly spread from far to near, accompanied by the creaking sound of leather boots trampling on the snow.

The woman of the Xu family stood up, and the wooden door was slammed open!

A rugged man wrapped in a thick layer of animal skins of various colors and pinned a large black axe with a missing blade to his waist broke into the room. This man is eight feet tall, and he is unusually strong! The man's beard is messy, and his long hair is disturbed by the wind and snow, and he suddenly looks like a wild man in the mountains!

As soon as the man entered the house, he couldn't take a breath, his eyes were scattered, and he called the ancestor in a panic. The woman was both surprised and happy when she saw her husband return safely! After a sad cry, she crashed into her husband's bosom like a deer returning to the nest!

The stunned man was startled at first, and then came back to his senses, "He Nu?!, why are you in the old ancestor...... Oh!" the honest man slapped his head, and saw several women smiling and suddenly realized. "You and a few sisters-in-law are here to take care of the ancestor?"

She didn't answer, but hugged her husband tightly, her reddish cheeks pressed against the cold animal skin. Xu Shan felt pity in his heart, stroked his wife's hair and quietly savored the quiet years.

The fire was even stronger, and even the wind and snow could not extinguish the swaying heat in this misty hut. The old man sat down with a little smile.

In the humble room, the dark wooden tables and chairs of unknown names exude a distant Zen fragrance.

"Xiaoshan, why did you come to me in such a panic?" the husband and wife looked at each other affectionately after warmth, and the old man asked at the right time.

Hearing the ancestor ask, Xu Shan exclaimed in surprise and looked back and forth for the animal skin on his chest, but the animal skin was bandaged tightly, and he was in a hurry for a long time and did not untie the buckle on his chest, but he was anxious to sweat and crystal, and his stupid appearance caused the women to laugh constantly.

Xu Shan was so anxious that he simply used brute force to directly pull off the buckle and take out a tightly round thing wrapped in animal skin from his chest, as if he still couldn't believe it at the moment, his eyes were a little dull and looked at He Nu.

The women and the women stepped forward in confusion and gently peeled off the animal skin that covered it before they saw what was inside!

"Ahh......h This!"

He Nu exclaimed, staggered back a few steps, and covered her mouth in disbelief!

Seeing this, the others stepped forward to check, and they were also shocked into a cold sweat!

It turned out that in this package was a pair of babies with their eyes closed, and the baby's fetal hair was purple and bruised, as if it had just come out of the mother's womb!

"How so?" the woman looked at each other with an expression of incredible shock. She was frightened by the baby that her husband had brought back, and she looked at her husband.

Xu Shan wiped the sweat from his forehead and carefully held the baby in his arms.

"Mountain, this ...... Where did you find this child?" a woman couldn't help but be amazed, and urged Xu Shan to explain to everyone.

The ancient village is secluded and secluded, and no outsiders have come here for hundreds of years. No one in the village could tell when and why their tribe had migrated here.

According to the history of the village, when they first came here, their tribe still had a population of more than 1,000. It's just that for some reason, the fertility rate of the villagers is very low, and it may take decades to add a new child. Therefore, after hundreds of years of devastation, there are only a few dozen people left in the village who are struggling. There were also people who wanted to lead the villagers out of this place in order to keep the tribe going. It's just that no matter what direction you go, after going around for half a day, you will inexplicably return to the entrance of the village. If you want to get out of this place, the only way is to climb the mountain peak in front of the village! But the burial peak is like a heavenly stream, and there are all kinds of miracles, how can mortals jump into it? Therefore, after countless attempts, the villagers put out the idea of living here in peace, and do not want anything else.

At this time, seeing that Xu Shan inexplicably brought back a baby, it was no wonder that everyone was surprised and inexplicable.

"In the early days, He Nu told me that there was not enough firewood at home, and when I saw that the sky was still good, I took an axe and went to the mountains to collect firewood. But as soon as he entered the mountains, the snow fell on his head. When I saw that the wind and snow were raging, I was afraid that it would be dangerous to stay outside, so I hurried back. Xu Shan swallowed and foamed, and there were still palpitations on his face.

"And then?" said the girl, who was amazed in her heart, stepped forward to carefully examine the baby in the swaddling clothes, and the women all gathered around.

Xu Shan settled down and said eloquently: "When I just came out of the mountains and forests, the snow in the wasteland had reached my calves. Just as I was about to step up, there was a sudden thunderstorm in the sky, and then I watched a blue light fall from mid-air, a hundred feet in front of me. I was curious, and when I went to the snow pit, I saw the baby lying naked at the bottom of the pit, surrounded by a mess!"

"Just this kid?" someone asked.

Xu Shan nodded, "Except for this baby, no one else is present." ”

Everyone was amazed, and the He girl probed the baby's snort, and attached her ears to the child's heart, with a sad color, "Can this child survive such a serious injury?"

"Ancestor, look at this ......," Xu Shan said to the old man with a sad face. In this ancient village, if the most precious thing is a person, in Xu Shan's view, this child is a treasure given by God, and it is really heart-wrenching to die like this.

Several people surrounded Xu Shan and sent the baby to the old man, hoping that the old ancestor could use immortal means to save the child's life.

The old man's withered hands trembled and brushed the baby's body, and the dark light in his eyes flowed, and his face was complicated and inexplicable.

At this time, the sound of ghosts crying and wolf howling outside the house was steep, and thunder exploded on the clouds!

The old man raised his head to the sky, his gaze traversing the nine heavens. At this moment, the eternal and gloomy years appeared, and the unyielding war spirits who had passed away in the distant past let out a roar, and the supreme power crossed the boundary wall and appeared under the Burial Dao Peak!

In the depths of the star field, the stars in the sky emit divine light and project here!

Like the gaze of the gods, the space suddenly froze, wanting to shatter but being imprisoned by a strange feeling! Xu Shan, He Nu, and many villagers seemed to be sealed in amber at this time, and they couldn't move, even if their souls didn't fluctuate at this time.

"Why don't you save !!!!?"

Thousands of thoughts rumbled and roared in the sky above the ancient village, and the sound was furious and scattered the wind and snow!

At this time, only the old man was not moved by this mighty divine power, he looked at the baby with all kinds of melancholy, his eyes looked through the child's body and looked at all the mysteries, looking directly at this eternal time!

The manic aura intensified, as if he had some scruples, and this great power that shook the heavens was only manifested at the foot of Daoyuan Mountain, and did not spread at all.

If it weren't for that, even if the human world was vast, I am afraid it would be difficult to resist this leisurely power.

"Humph!"

The immortal light broke through the cold of Jiujiang at a glance, and the great power hovering over the ancient village suddenly suffocated, as if the air was becoming more and more viscous when the lava was about to appear!

The quaint courtyard gradually gave birth to divine light, like a star wandering in the abyss of Hongyu, lighting up a dark world alone. The will of Pan Huan who was reluctant to leave was shocked by this fierce breath, and finally had no choice but to leave after hesitating for a long time.

Xu Shan, He Nu and the others didn't realize that something had just changed, and they were still staring at the old man's movements with a nervous face.

"Hey......" the old man sighed.

"Old Ancestor, can't you be saved?" He Nuxiu looked at her with tears in her eyes, grabbed Xu Shan's arm and asked nervously.

The old man leisurely picked up the tea cup on the table, and Xu Shan and others helped pry open the baby's tongue. With the crystal trickling in his mouth, the baby's iron blue face slowly returned to ruddy.

After a while, a pot of hot tea is all in the mouth. Everyone in the village knew that the old man's tea cup was miraculous, and at this time, he couldn't help but be surprised to see that the baby could eat a pot of water.

The old man held the baby in his left hand, slowly raised his right arm, and tapped the child's divine mansion with the index finger of his right hand from top to bottom!

The first snow stopped, and the wind crossed the wilderness. In the void, the man chuckled and groaned that day!

In the burrow, the baby slowly opened his eyes, and the clear gaze instantly dispelled the deep cold of eternity......