Wucheng, Qingmei Village.

This is a village with a population of more than 300, which is a large village in the Wucheng area.

This village is named because the mountains are full of green plums.

During the day, young people go out early to work.

Only the old man was taking care of the children, and under a large plum tree at the entrance of the village, a group of children of several years old were surrounding an old man's house, listening to the story intently.

"So...... Don't you go to the small dirt slope of Qili Mountain to herd cattle? The child asked the old lady babblingly.

"Yes, so I remind you that you must go home before dark, otherwise you will be invited to eat steamed buns......"

The old lady is a long-lived person in the village, and she just turned 70 this year.

The children in the village love to pull her to tell stories.

And this old man knows a lot about it, and usually, the stories told make the children afraid and like to listen.

"I know, I know, mother-in-law will tell the next story."

Seven or eight children took her by the hand and told her to continue.

The old lady looked up at the sky, and it was not yet noon, and most of the children's fathers and mothers would not come back, and if she did not tell me, the children would be running around making trouble.

"Well, I'll say one more ......"

"Legend has it, in our Qingmei Village, there is actually a mountain, just in the middle of the three mountains of the Falling Moon Ridge."

The old lady pointed to a small hill a few miles away, and a large clearing in the middle.

The location at the entrance of the village is a bit high, but you can see the whole picture of those small low mountains.

"How could it be gone?" There is a child curiously door.

"Listen to me......" the old lady raised her hand and motioned for the children to be quiet.

"Legend has it that in the middle of those three small mountains, there is a peak that is higher than the other three, and a thousand-year-old peach tree grows on it.

There, there lived a beautiful fairy, and the villagers who lived nearby would have good luck when they saw her.

Because of this, the fame of the fairy is so far and wide that even the princes in the heavenly mansion have heard of it, and they have come here all the way just to see the fairy. ”

"Did the prince see the fairy?"

"At first, the prince did not see him, but the prince was a persistent man, and he kept it for several years.

Xu was moved by his sincerity, and one day he finally let him meet her......

Later, the fairy followed the prince back to Tianfu. ”

"So the prince and the fairy are living happily together?" There was a little girl who asked innocently.

They don't know if they are happy, but after the fairy has been gone for a few years, one day, a thunderbolt came down from the sky, and the peach blossom tree on the mountain in the middle was chopped to death......

And that mountain disappeared at that time.

Some of the people who strayed in there were able to come out safely, some went crazy after they came out, and some of them disappeared directly......"

"So that place is also a forbidden place?" Some of the older dolls may have heard from their father, and immediately asked the truth.

"Yes, you can go to the three low mountains next to it, but don't go to the middle." The old lady smiled at Mimi.

Jun Anzhi stood on a plum tree listening to the old lady tell a story, looking at the low mountain in the distance, and his eyes flashed with deep thought.

There really is something there.

That "fairy" may be the thousand-year-old peach tree that has become a essence, and the strange thing is that the heavens in this world are not complete, and there will be no thunder tribulation at all.

The demon will not fly to the upper realm, it was struck by lightning, there may be other reasons......

Jun Anzhi came here this time for that thousand-year-old peach tree.

After the thunder tribulation, if you get one and refine it into a magic weapon, it would be a good thing. Fun read

Following the path, Jun An walked slowly and climbed one of the three small low mountains.

Open the eye of the sky and look at the terrain in the middle.

"It's sealed!"

Jun Anzhi raised his eyebrows, but this can not defeat her!

Just as she wanted to raise her foot to break the formation and get her hands on something, she heard a soft sound, which forced her to dodge and hide.

"Lord Wang, the thing is right here, it's been two hundred years, and the thing in there must be almost dead."

A group of people slowly walked out of the woods opposite, and it was a middle-aged man dressed as a Taoist priest who spoke.

Jun Anzhi glanced at him, if he ignored the black qi on his body, he would look like Zhou Zheng.

This person should have an aura formed by years of contact with ghosts.

"Don't get your hopes up, it's just a legend."

The man who was called the prince was a dignified and reserved man, staring condescendingly at the clearing surrounded by three mountains.

"This legend is true, I confirmed it from an old demon, and didn't you also get the picture of lifting the seal and entering the mountain?"

At noon, the Taoist priest stroked the goat's whiskers on his chin, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a smug smile.

"But there's nothing to see in this clearing." The prince frowned, a little embarrassed.

"I'm just sitting here and waiting." The middle-aged Taoist priest was full of confidence.

He accidentally obtained a refining codex and learned that this peach tree that had survived the thunder tribulation for thousands of years was the best of the magic weapons, so he agreed to cooperate with King Rui.

He killed the third prince, Jing Zhao, and Jing Rui helped him get the map of the royal family's collection for a hundred years.

"Is there any news from Jing Zhao's side?" Looking at the eager appearance of this Taoist priest, Jing Rui naturally thought of the conditions of his transaction.

Probably due to the rain, he received the news a little late in the past two days.

"Don't worry, that four-hundred-year-old demon Jiao has more than enough people to overturn their boatload!" The middle-aged Taoist priest observed the terrain while casually saying.

"I hope so."

Jingrui is from the royal family, has excellent genes, and his appearance is also very handsome, Jun Anzhi is more than ten feet away from them, and he has a rough look at this group of people.

It turns out that the demon beast was made by this demon road.

Jun An's finger moved, and his eyes once again measured the strength of both the enemy and the enemy.

She is not afraid of fighting with this demon Dao, she is afraid that there are masters around this Jingrui!

When fighting, you also have to guard against the sneak attack of the master, which is slightly risky, but ......

Jun Anzhi looked at the open space again, and the corners of his mouth hooked up an evil smile, although he couldn't take revenge immediately.

But it's still okay to use this venue to get a little revenge.

There is a treasure inside, but she is afraid that this demon will not be killed!

If she had sensed it right just now, the thousand-year-old plum blossom essence might not have died.

Combined with the story that the old lady just said, it should be that the goblin ate the intruder!

She may have been hiding here for hundreds of years to recuperate.

Demons are also good and bad, listening to the legend of the old lady, this plum blossom demon may still be a demon before.

But after she followed the prince into the WTO, after entering the deep palace compound, she may not be able to keep her innocence.

There is no imaginary life and a couple, and he fell in love with a human being who was a prince and entered his backyard.

A woman's war, killing people without blood, and as a goblin, the plum blossom spirit will be more......

Jun An's eyes sparkled, and one could imagine what kind of Shura field the prince's backyard was.

And that day the thunder came strangely, and the hidden secret is probably only known to the plum blossom demon.