Wanjun lay quietly on the bed, he still hadn't woken up. Maybe he didn't know that someone was trekking through mountains and rivers for him to find the cold iceberg and find the legendary evergreen grass.

The boy would come to see him every day, and he was sure that Jin Yiwei would bring back the Evergreen Grass and revive his dearest brother.

Yes, there is a person who is still waiting for the spring and autumn to bring back the evergreen grass and the hope of life.

He glanced at the majestic snow-capped mountains, the corners of his mouth raised, and he began to climb.

It's easy at first, but the higher you go, the harder it becomes. By the time he reached the halfway point of the mountain, he was exhausted, and he was so tired that he lay on his back on the ground, and for the first time he felt that the blue sky was so close to him.

The white clouds surround the mountainside, and the snow-capped mountain is in front of you, as long as you reach the snow-capped mountain, you can see the evergreen grass.

"Wanjun, wait for me!"

Chunqiu took a sip of water, got up and continued to climb up.

The higher he climbed, the more he howled in the mountains, the cold sharpening his will.

"Snow Mountain!"

He cried out excitedly, seeing that the snow-capped mountain was almost at its peak.

Snowflakes began to fall on the mountain, and his eyebrows were stained with snowflakes, and his eyes were also hazy.

He finally couldn't hold back his tears, and hot tears fell on the white snow. He grabbed the snow from the mountain, wiped his face, and ate some more.

He gasped for breath and walked towards a cliff.

When he was walking all the way, he heard others say that although the long-growing grass is grass, it grows in the most difficult place for people to reach. Its most obvious feature is that it is red all over the body, and it cuts into the steepest and dangerous places of the snow-capped mountains.

In spring and autumn, I went up from the steep rocks and continued to climb up to the top of the snow-capped mountain, where the evergreen grass grows.

It's a very steep and dangerous place. If you want to climb up, it's comparable to climbing to the sky.

The cold wind reaches its extreme here, and if you are not careful, you will be blown under the cliffs.

"Wanjun, wait for me, I will bring back the Evergreen Grass safely!"

He stepped on the rocks and snow and crawled towards the grass of life, the grass of life that could save Wanjun.

The wind didn't seem so kind, and didn't give him any face, whistling and slapping him on the cheek.

His fingers clasped the rocks that exposed the snowy mountains, and his feet tread on the snow nests, struggling on the cliffs.

The long-lived grass grew behind the large protruding stone, and he saw the red long-lived grass swaying in the wind.

He gritted his teeth, looking at the stone that should not have appeared, he could only choose to face the difficulties.

He adjusted slightly, his eyes firmly fixed on the evergreen grass.

"If I can't go back with the Evergreen Grass today, I won't go back alive!"

He stretched out his arm and probed upward, almost grabbing the air and falling into the abyss.

Every time he climbed up, the wind became stronger, and the cold wind swept the snowflakes on Chunqiu's face, and he was like a lonely, just learned to fly, and no one knew whether he would cross this hurdle.

Just as he was struggling to climb up, the snow on it suddenly collapsed and fell down his face.

His head was smashed in a daze, one hand slipped off, and his body fell into the air.

The situation is extremely dangerous, as long as his willpower is not focused and firm enough. Or if he doesn't grasp it, he will fall into the abyss.

The cold wind and snow seemed to be the protector of this sacred grass, keeping him under the stone wall.

Just as Chunqiu's hand was about to slip, he heard a voice, a voice that made him do his best.

"Spring and Autumn, Spring and Autumn, Spring and Autumn ....."

The valley echoed with the voice of Wanjun calling him, sometimes cheerful, sometimes sad, sometimes gentle, sometimes hurried.

After he shouted "Wanjun", he looked at the long-lived grass with a faint red light, as if he had divine help, he jumped up and climbed up.

He saw that the evergreen grass was right in front of him, and he shed tears of joy. This is the Evergreen Grass, and he finally saw it, and saw this legendary sacred grass.

He curled up beside the sacred grass, his lips trembling. He reached out and grabbed a handful of snow and stuffed it in his mouth.

......

Wanjun had a dream, a long dream. But he couldn't remember what his dream was, he could only feel that he had escaped into the darkness, that he could not see anything, that he could not hear anything, and that he just walked in the darkness.

One step, two steps, three steps......

No matter how he walks, he can't get out of the darkness. He began to fear, began to fear, and the never-ending darkness kept engulfing him.

Spring and Autumn rushed back with the longevity grass non-stop, and did not dare to stop for a moment.

The boy told his father about Chunqiu going to find the evergreen grass, and Shuo Fengfeng looked into the distance worriedly.

"If he doesn't come back tonight, then his brother will be swallowed by the darkness, and even the elixir won't have any effect!"

The wind looked at the black clouds rolling in the distance, and the smell of earth in the face, all signaling to people that the storm was coming.

"Father, why was he swallowed up by darkness? Isn't it okay to just take the evergreen grass? ”

The boy walked over to Swift Wind and joined him in watching the black clouds rolling in the distance.

"Son, you've only heard that it has the effect of bringing the dead back to life, but you know what? It must be given to the patient within three days of pulling it out, otherwise the divine grass is no different from ordinary grass, let alone saving people! ”

Shuo Swift Wind said.

"Father, can he come back?"

The boy asked.

"Yes, I'm sure he'll be back!"

Shuo Fengfeng said with a frown.

"I'm sure he'll come back!"

The boy said confidently.

Shuo Jifeng touched the boy's head and smiled, "How can you be so sure? ”

"Because he is a Jinyiwei, there is nothing that Jinyiwei can't do!"

The boy looked up and said proudly.

"Jin Yiwei? You, do you still want to be a brocade guard? ”

Shuo Swift asked in fear.

"Father, I want to be a brocade guard when I grow up!"

The boy was a little timid and nervous. He was afraid that his father would still want to scold him as harshly as usual, and he was also afraid that his father would blow him.

"Chunqiu, I have said many times, don't mention this matter again, if you are still so ignorant, it will hurt your father's heart!"

Shuo Jifeng was meaningful, but said with emotion.

It's not that he doesn't want the child to be a brocade guard, it's that he promised the Liu family that the child can't be a brocade guard no matter what he does in the future. But when the child is older, he can't stop him all the time, let alone hide it from him all the time.

"Why? Why can't I be a brocade guard? Father, you said that you should be brave and upright, and Jinyiwei is brave and upright! ”

The boy grabbed his father's clothes and said aggrievedly.

"No, Jinyiwei is not as good as you think, it is too evil, too dangerous. These things will be understood when you grow up, if you still don't believe it, you can wait for Zuo Chunqiu to come back, and you can ask him in person! ”

Shuo Jifeng will always find all kinds of reasons to let Chunqiu stop thinking about being a brocade guard. But the more he did this, the more unconvinced Chunqiu became, and the more he wanted to get the dream that he had never been able to get.

"Father, the child grows up, and the child can make judgments and choices!"

The boy's gaze fell on the dark clouds in the distance, and he seemed to be more determined in his judgment than ever.

"You're only thirteen years old, what do you know, I'll talk about this when you grow up!"

Shuo Jifeng vetoed all his longings, unwillingness, and loss in one gulp.

"Father!"

As soon as the boy spoke, he was stopped by the wind.

"Okay, that's it, don't talk about it in the future!"

Shuo Jifeng's serious expression and solemn demeanor were telling Chunqiu that he didn't want to talk about it anymore.

Because of this incident, he quarreled with the child countless times, but each time it was unhappy. Chunqiu is his son of Shuo Feng, and what flows in his bones is the blood of Jinyiwei. He sometimes looks at the mountains in the distance, and his desire to be a brocade guard again is so strong.

......

Chunqiu dragged his tired body and walked towards the forest hut step by step.

It's been three days since the evergreen grass left the snowy mountain, but it's still bright red, as if it had never been pulled out.

Chunqiu's body is getting more and more tired, and every step you take has to exert the strength of your whole body. His pace was getting slower and slower, and the pain in his body was painful for him. But Wanjun is still waiting for him, still waiting for him to wake him up. He can't just go down, he can't just give up.

The black clouds behind him roared like a river and a sea, like a hungry black demon trying to eat him in one bite.

He didn't dare to look back, and he didn't want to delay time, so he continued to speed up and rush back.

He was overjoyed when he saw the hut appear in front of him.

"Wanjun, I'm here!"

Although he cried, he still couldn't hide the joy in his heart.

"Wait for me, I'll be here soon......"

As he stood in the doorway, he saw something shining a faint red light not far away. As the red light got closer, he realized that it was the light from the evergreen grass.

He hurriedly ran out to greet Spring and Autumn.

Seeing that Chunqiu was struggling to come back, he hurriedly ran over to help him.

"It's back!"

Shuo Fengfeng said excitedly.

Spring and Autumn are exhausted, and the pain in the body is becoming more and more obvious. He nodded, and fainted.

"Chunqiu, come over and help!"

The wind shouted into the room.

Chunqiu hurriedly ran out of the house and supported Chunqiu.

"Father, what's wrong with Jinyiwei?"

The boy asked.

"He's fine, he's just too tired, help him back and let him have a good rest!"

Shuo Swift Wind said.

They helped Chunqiu back, and hurried to treat Wanjun.

Shuo Fengfeng carefully took out the longevity grass from Chunqiu's arms, and he held it in his hand, surprised.

"This is the evergreen grass that grows on the top of the cold iceberg, but I have heard of it, but I haven't seen it with my own eyes!"

He exclaimed again and again.

"Chunqiu, you go and fetch the rootless water I prepared yesterday!"

Shuo Swift Wind said.

Spring and Autumn hurriedly ran to fetch rootless water.

He asked, "Father, what do you want him to do?" ”

Shuo Jifeng said: "The immortal herb has spirituality, today is the last day it leaves the snowy mountain, it will soon turn into a red bead, we will use the rootless water to give him a dose, in order to give full play to the maximum value of the tower!" ”

Suddenly, the wind roared outside, and the black clouds roared with an unstoppable momentum.

Shuo Feng looked out in horror, his eyes full of fear and unease.

"It must have angered the mountain god, it must have angered the mountain god......"

Shuo Fengfeng shouted loudly: "Spring and Autumn, close the door quickly!" ”

Just as he spoke, the Immortal Grass instantly turned into a small red pill.

He looked at the little red pill in the palm of his hand, and was stunned for a while, and then ran over to help Wanjun and gave him the immortal grass to drink, leading him to rootless water.