Li Hu looked at the picture scroll clenched tightly in his hand, and the picture scroll was a fairy grass with a shape like gladiolus and branches like plum willows.

The painting looked yellowish for a while, but Li Hu had always treasured it, and he forgot it, but some habits did not deceive him, and he kept it in his storage ring.

Li Hu still remembered a voice in his ears, "When she was fifteen or sixteen years old, she went into the deep forest with her father and mother to collect medicine, and when she was tired, she rested in the swamp, and it was at that time that she saw this "fairy spirit grass" growing at her feet, but after a long time, she couldn't clearly remember where the fairy spirit grass was now. ”

"Faerie grass, it looks like a ponetle! It's easy to make out with my eyes now, it's a memory I once had, some memories I've forgotten, maybe I'll remember something when I find a pyut. Li Hu said secretly.

Li Hu looked around and was shocked to find a snake tequila at his feet, perhaps this was what had been calling him.

Slowly, Li Hu's eyes closed, and some memories came back to him.

It's not the monastic realm of the Eastern Wilderness, it's not the monastic realm of the center of Daqianzhou, it's the monastic realm of their country,

The monastic world is headed by Zizhu Valley, Daoist League, and the four major monastic families, and the three major monastic families are the Bai clan, the Liang clan, the Qin clan, the Feng clan, and the small monastic sects are dotted around.

The southern part of their country is thriving with rivers and rivers, and the plains are filled with people who live and work hard. Especially in the area of Huicheng, it is the most prosperous, with eight streets and nine Mo during the day, and the river is endless. In the middle of the night, the lights are bright, and the singing and dancing are leveling.

Yunze is surrounded by the green mountain range, like the faint green lotus, half open and half closed, with buds waiting to be released. In Lian's heart, Yun Ze gave people a fresh and simple feeling, but the cultivators there all knew that in this inconspicuous but vaguely immortal rhyme, there was a seclusion in this inconspicuous but vaguely immortal Dao rhyme, the Bai family, a cultivator family that many cultivators did not dare to offend easily.

The Bai family mansion lives alone in the south corner of Yunze, on the green bank of Yunmeng Lake. The sages of the Bai family drew on the "Formation of Inheriting Heaven", and in the center of Yunmeng Lake, several green beaches were connected, and with the power of several spiritual treasures, the Bai family's mansion appeared in Yunmeng Lake. The big mansion of the Bai family, there is a stream flowing in the middle, the clear spring is murmuring, the stone bridge lies horizontally, and the green willow stream, the mahogany stream, the yellow sandalwood stream, the Molan stream, and the white lotus stream are divided. After stepping through several stone arch bridges, you will come to the redwood stream, and through the redwood forest, you can see a large number of people's houses.

"Miss Ning. Dressed in a brown cloth coarse coat, the old man who looked to be in his seventies was full of love in his eyes, and smiled slightly.

It was a girl who looked to be in her eleven or twelve-year-old, the girl was dressed in a white rain silk suit, with a purple silk belt tied around her waist, and a pink purple velvet boot on her feet.

Lu Bo's wrinkled face looked at the redwood forest not far away, and said with a smile: "Li Hu went out with Da Niu to chop wood at dawn, and he wants to come back soon, this people's house is indispensable to the world, Miss Ning wants to go back first, the old man will tell him to go to see you." ”

The girl in white nodded when she heard this, but suddenly she took advantage of the old man's inattention, and jumped lightly like a butterfly a few times, and then arrived at the entrance of the redwood forest, and the laughter like a silver bell reached Lu Bo's ears: "Don't wait, I'll go find him." ”

When the back of the girl in white flickered and disappeared from sight, Lu Bo also shook his head helplessly and smiled bitterly.

The red leaves are swaying in the gradual progression, the dead leaves and branches are yellowing, the sunlight seeps into the trees and stones, the pink and purple boots leave shallow moon marks on the dirt road, and the sound of heavy chopping wood is heard not far away. A young man in linen and coarse cloth was holding the wooden axe in his hand, gasped for a few breaths, bit his lip again, his face flushed, his hands holding the wooden axe showed a few wisps of tendons, his eyes revealed a bit of perseverance that was not commensurate with his age, and with a fierce force of both hands, the horizontal wooden axe hit the mahogany trunk of the size of the person's hug. "Jump", only to see that the axe marks on the trunk of the tree were deep again, but there was still a lot of work left before cutting down the mahogany, Li Hu wiped the sweat on his face, and wanted to swing the axe in his hand again.

It's just that at this time, there was the sound of falling leaves and footsteps of boots from behind him, the young man's hands couldn't help but stagnate slightly, and he looked back curiously, it was the young sister Ning, at this time she looked at the young man who was chopping wood with a smile on his face, and looked at the empty back basket behind the young man, and the corners of his mouth curled slightly: "Li Hu, Lu Bo said that you went out this morning when it was still dark!"

He smiled again: "Come, give me the axe." ”

The young man in linen and coarse cloth hesitated, but the girl walked quickly to the young man's side, snatched the rusty wooden axe, and the young man had to take a few steps back with a wry smile.

The girl in white didn't care, she played with her hand, waved it a few times, she snorted softly, the axe was not strong, as if it only lightly touched the trunk of the mahogany, and the mahogany slowly fell in the expected look of the young man in linen.

The girl exhaled lightly, and then her face was full of joy, and she raised her head slightly with a little mockery. The young man in Mai glanced at her angrily, and went to work on his own, but Young Sister Ning didn't care about it, just sat on the stump and looked at the young man in Mai. After a long time, the smile of the girl in white gradually disappeared, the young man seemed to be aware of it, turned his head to look, the girl in white seemed to deliberately make herself look as usual, she chuckled, and said, "Li Hu, do you know Zizhu Valley?"

At dusk, in the west of the mahogany stream, the Yunmeng Lake was filled with a faint rain and mist, the waves rose one after another, rolling up a slight glow, and wisps of cooking smoke rose in the distant clouds, revealing a bit of warmth in the plain, but the face of the girl in white had attachment and bitterness.

Not far behind the girl in white stood a young man in sackcloth, the young man in sackcloth was carrying a basket full of mahogany, quietly looking at the girl's back, the green silk fluttering in the wind, the young man looked a little distracted, and couldn't help but stretch out his hand, but the tiger's mouth in his hand that was hurt by chopping wood made him wake up suddenly, not because he felt pain, but ...... Li Hu hurriedly took his hand back, and he didn't feel good in his heart, and scolded himself a few times. "Zizhu Valley?" Li Hu said silently in his heart.

Li Hu involuntarily thought of the purple-clothed, personable, decent, gentle and elegant young man, but he was one year older than Li Hu, but he was a young leader in the entire country's monastic circles, Qin Wuji, the son of the Qin family of the monastic family, was accepted as a disciple by Zizhu Gu Ziyun Zhenren a year ago, and the scenery was unparalleled for a while. Bai Guihai, the contemporary patriarch of the Bai family, and Qin Xiao, the contemporary patriarch of the Qin family, traveled together when they were young, and they became close friends between life and death.