No one in the village knew Du Ruo's origins.

I only remember the summer when she appeared, there was a lot of rain, and the sky was gray and hazy. The heavy rain for several days washed away the only way up the mountain, and it seemed that the livelihood of this medicine collector was about to be cut off. Just when the villagers were about to find another way to make a living, the rain suddenly stopped.

The next morning, the villagers found Du Ruo covered in blood among the boulders halfway up the mountainside. I thought she was seriously injured, but after the village grandmother checked it, she found that there were no scars on her body. It's just that the breath is like a gossamer, and it looks like it's about to die. But the amazing thing is that less than two days later, she woke up on the verge of death.

Since waking up and remembering, Du Ruo has lived in this nameless village. The people in the mountains are simple, and when they saw that she couldn't remember anything and had nowhere to go, they placed her next to her grandmother, who lived alone, and they could be regarded as taking care of each other. The only teacher in the village saw that she had a refined temperament and liked to wear plain clothes on weekdays, so he gave her the name "Du Ruo", the so-called "people in the mountains are full of Fang Du Ruo." ”

In this small village, Du Ruo and Grandma live a self-sufficient life. The sun rises and the sun rests, although it is poor, it is also comfortable. Moreover, the villagers are enthusiastic, and they always remember to send them some meat when they hunt prey, plus they have opened a small piece of land and planted some melons, fruits and vegetables.

Living in the mountains, I don't know what the world is, only know that the four seasons alternate, there are peonies in spring, peonies in summer, chrysanthemums in autumn, plum in winter, and the cycle repeats. Du Ruo only remembered that she had already eaten two stubbles of the sweet apricots on the mountainside.

Recently, my grandmother has been infected with wind cold, and she is very old, and she has been lying in bed for more than half a month. Du Ruo saw that the herbs picked on the mountain were useless, so he thought about going to the town to ask Grandma for a doctor, but the consultation fee was a problem, and after thinking about it, he had to take the risk to dig up the century-old wild ginseng. The ginseng grew on the cliff at the back of the mountain, and although the cliff was steep, as long as you had enough tools, it would not be a problem to think about it.

Strange to say, I heard from the people in the village that their ancestors have lived in this Luofu Mountain for generations, but no one has ever been to the back of the mountain. I heard the old people in the village say that behind the mountain is the realm of the gods, and mortals who break into it will not only get lost, but even anger the gods and bring ruin to the village. Fortunately, the ginseng tree was only very close to the back of the mountain and did not grow behind the mountain.

The closer he got to the back of the mountain, the more Du Ruo had a strange feeling. In fact, she doesn't know the origin of this mountain, this mountain was once a pillar of heaven in ancient times, formerly known as Buzhou Mountain, only because the water god Gonggong clan drove the flying dragon to crash into Buzhou Mountain, which is now the appearance of stopping the waist and cutting off. The pillar of heaven is broken, and the earth is absolutely maintained, so there is a legend that Nuwa Niangniang made a five-color stone to make up for the sky. The most direct impact of the collapse of the mountains is that the world shifts day by day, the mountains and rivers move, and the rivers change, and then the aura of heaven and earth is disordered, and the aura leaks out, which is also the reason why very few people have risen in the day since ancient times. However, since this party is a relic of the Ancient Divine Mountain, there are still some remnants of the ancient aura, otherwise there would not have grown so many herbs.

Behind the mountain is actually a cult of cultivation that escapes from the world, but in order to hide people's ears and eyes, some methods were cast, creating a maze, so there are rumors that it is easy to get lost behind the mountain.

This sect was founded by an old Taoist priest who had attained enlightenment and had a history of 700 years. Legend has it that this old Taoist priest is good at Dan Tao inside, outside the practice of medicine, once resurrected from the dead, on the day of ascension, the radius of dozens of miles is endless, and the sky is even more colorful clouds. However, since then, no one in this sect has ascended to heaven, and now it is even more and more withered, and only a dozen disciples are left to support it.

The head of the sect, Xuan Qingzhen, is a slightly fat middle-aged man, although his body is slightly bloated, but it does not affect the fairy wind crane bones at all, coupled with the warm and bright eyes, but there is a bit of the charm of Zhengyang Patriarch Han Zhongli. At this time, he was standing in front of the cliff at the back of Luofu Mountain, thinking, and the difficult worry between his eyebrows and eyes showed that what he was thinking about was extraordinary.

"Master", the voice of the eldest apprentice Chongling pulled him back to reality.

Xuan Qing moved his eyebrows and said, "What's wrong?"

"There's a girl at the bottom of the cliff, and she must have fallen from this cliff. Chongling seemed to hesitate, paused and continued, "It looks like he should be seriously injured. ”

"Saving the dead and helping the injured is the business of you and me cultivators, so why do you need to come and ask me?" Xuan Qing seemed a little displeased.

Seeing this, Chongling gave a salute and explained, "It's just that the magic weapons of several other hidden sects have been lost one after another, and the disciples are worried that they are the traps of demons. ”

Xuanqing sighed, a little helpless, "That's it, I'll go with you to take a look." ”

After casting a flying trick, the two of them stepped on the breeze and flew down the cliff.

The girl who fell to the bottom of the cliff was Du Ruo, who thought that two hemp ropes were enough to support her to pick ginseng, but she never thought that she would be broken by the gravel on the edge of the cliff. In the end, he fell off a cliff of nearly 100 zhang with the ginseng.

When she woke up again, Du Ruo was already lying on the bed in the Loufu guest room, she clearly remembered that she had fallen off the cliff, but she never thought that she was lying in this strange room unharmed, presumably someone saved her. It's just that he didn't have any pain except for a bloodstain, and he didn't see any wounds when he rolled up his sleeves, could it be that he was saved by the gods?

Probably hearing the movement in the house, Chongling, who was guarding the door, pushed the door in without knocking. Du Ruo, who was puzzled, heard the voice, and when he raised his head, the eyes of the two happened to meet in one place. The strange man in front of him was wearing a blue-green linen robe, and there was a sense of grandeur between his eyebrows, but there seemed to be nothing special about it. But Chongling, who saw Du Ruo's eyes, couldn't control his gaze. What kind of eyes are these, I thought that Master's eyes were unfathomable with a bit of Heavenly Dao, but this young girl's eyes told him that her realm was extraordinary. But in front of her, she is obviously a mortal fetus.

"Ahem, cough, may I ask who you are?" Du Ruo was a little embarrassed by his staring.

Only then did Chongling realize that he had lost his manners, and he was a little embarrassed, so he gave Du Ruo a salute to show his reparations, and replied: "Hello girl, I am a little Taoist priest in this Luofu Mountain, and I happened to see you injured and unconscious when I passed by the cliff on the back of the mountain, so I took you back on my own initiative. ”

It turned out to be a Taoist priest in this mountain, and it is not difficult to understand why he was unharmed, perhaps because he had taken some kind of elixir to cure his illness. Du Ruo sat up from the bed, made a gesture towards Chongling, and said: "I see, thank you for the rescue, the grace of saving lives is more important than the mountain, and when the little woman settles down the sick grandmother, she will come to this mountain as a cow and a horse to repay." ”

Chongling waved his hand, strange to say, this girl was still scarred before, and she thought that she could only do her best to obey the fate of heaven, but in less than an hour, the wounds on her body healed on their own. Rao is a well-informed master, and it is the first time that he has seen such a miracle with his own eyes. "I don't know if the girl's body is healed, Xiaodao's master Xuan Qingzhen wants to see you. ”