The vast and majestic Bilin Mountain, surrounded by white clouds all year round, is ethereal in the fairy spirit.

There is a Dingguang cave in the mountain, and a large piece of fairy grass is planted on one side of the cave.

Among them was a scarlet grass, which grew extraordinarily luxuriantly, but only one fruit bore fruit among the lush branches and leaves.

The fruit is ripe, the thin skin is transparent like cicada wings, and the red fruit inside is shining with an agate-like luster, which is extremely attractive, but compared with the other fragrant fairy grasses around, it looks much more ordinary.

The owner of this cave, Yuan Qi Shenjun, has been in retreat for a hundred years, and as soon as he came out, he inspected his most cherished medicine garden.

Seeing this Zhuzhu Grass was very displeased, and asked: "Mingyao, why is this Zhuzhu grass still planted here, didn't I say I don't want it!" ”

The disciple who followed him bowed his head and said, "Master, this Zhuzhu Grass has been growing for five hundred years before it was dug up, and the disciple thinks that it is not an ordinary Zhuzhu Grass, and it may have other effects......"

"What effect can it have, even if it is, it is very small, it can't be used for alchemy at all, planting it is a waste of my divine soil, hurry up and dig it up!"

"Yes, Master."

Ming Yao was about to pull out the Zhuzhu Grass in the past, but he didn't want the Zhuzhu Grass to speak: "Shenjun, please let me go, I will work hard to achieve more results in the future, and I will not waste the divine land of Shenjun!" ”

Ming Yao was surprised: "Master, it actually gave birth to a Yuan Spirit, do you still want to pull it out?" ”

Yuan Qi Shenjun was impatient: "Unplug it, the level is too low, and it is not very useful to give birth to Yuan Spirit!" ”

Mingyao stretched out his hand and pulled it out.

Zhu Cao begged in horror: "Senior brother, let me go, pull me out and I'll die!" ”

Mingyao ignored it, and pulled it out of the soil with all his strength.

The root of the Zhuzhu grass desperately grabbed a piece of divine soil and shouted, "Then please let me bring some soil, or I will die!" ”

Ming Yao trembled vigorously and said, "Let go, you are also worthy of taking away the divine soil!" ”

The bead grass was still holding on, and a shovel appeared in Ming Yao's hand, and poked at the junction of its stem and root with a "click", cutting off its roots.

"Ahh

Zhu Cao let out a miserable scream, and the sound was like that of a battered woman.

Ming Yao just didn't hear it, and poked it a few times on the roots that fell to the ground, and the broken grass roots were immediately decomposed and absorbed by the divine soil, and disappeared in a blink of an eye, and then took the broken root of the Zhuzhu grass out of the cave, flew to the slag mountain that had been piled up for tens of thousands of years and threw it away, and even the only fruit was not interested in harvesting, so he turned around and went back to the cave.

The bead grass lay on the slag mountain, the whole plant trembled, it knew that it could not live anymore, and desperately transported the spiritual energy stored in the plant to the fruit.

The crimson fruit is more vivid, and the outer coat is thinner and thinner, and it looks more beautiful.

Eventually, a glimmer of light appeared on the fruit, and it finally broke away from the plant and fell to the ground.

The mother plant, which had used all its aura, also consumed all its energy and dried up on the slag pile.

The crystal fruit hid in the cicada's wing-like seed coat and was not harmed at all.

A breeze blew, and it swept away with the force of the wind and jumped down the hill.

The monks of Dingguang Cave in the past generations were good at refining medicine, and not only did they save an amazing furnace ballast mountain, but also threw other waste materials at the foot of the mountain.

The Zhuguo rolled all the way down and plunged headlong into a small waste tripod to stop, as if it had found a place to stay.

This tripod has a complex inscription, the shape is clumsy and exquisite, but there is an obvious crack on the tripod, which is caused by unknown reasons, but it is almost irreversible, which should be the reason why it was discarded.

A rootless fruit and a broken tripod are all discarded things, but when they are put together, they have undergone a miraculous change.

After the Zhuzhu fruit fell into the tripod and stopped, it blended with the broken tripod to produce qi, and slowly, it flashed together.

This time, the light is much brighter than when the fruit is separated from the mother plant, it is also bright, releasing a cracked light, holding the fruit in its mouth, shooting the light in a certain direction.

After their light reached its peak, a whirlpool suddenly appeared in front of the light, and Po Ding flew into the whirlpool with the Zhuzhu Fruit, and then the whirlpool closed and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

In the soft white light, a cry came from unknown directions: "Hongyi, my daughter, you can't die, you look at your mother......"

This cry was like a summoning to the Zhuzhu Fruit, and its light in the tripod suddenly became stronger, rushing towards that side with the broken tripod, rushing into the point of light, and finally disappearing completely!

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It is also a large mountain, with a radius of thousands of miles.

A small village called Huaxi Village, where more than 20 families live, is quiet and peaceful in the light of the setting sun.

However, this peaceful atmosphere was broken by a tragic sound.

A family surnamed Xu in the east of the village has just died of her daughter, and her mother, Nguyen, is crying loudly!

Her daughter Xu Hongyi was bitten by the rich man's dog, and she was treated for more than half a month, and finally couldn't stand it anymore.

Thirteen-year-old Xu Hongyi is a little stupid, but she is obedient and sensible, and she never annoys people.

"Red, my daughter! You just left, you want to make my mother feel distressed to death, how can you let me live! ”

Ruan Shi hugged his daughter's corpse and cried bitterly, crying heartbreakingly, hoarse, and miserable.

Her husband Xu Changhe was thin as a handful of bones, sitting on the ground next to him, bowing his head and not making a sound, although he didn't cry like her, he was also very sad, but men couldn't vent their emotions like women, and they just endured it.

Ruan's crying son Xu Genbao also cried, crying so much that his nose was full of tears and his face was full of grief.

He is seven years old this year and was brought up by his sister since he was a child.

He didn't care if his sister was stupid or not, he only knew that his sister was good to him, and it was his rich man's son who let the dog bite him, and it was his sister who rushed over to block the dog, and she would be bitten to death.

He didn't want his sister to die, so he took his sister's hand and shook it all the time.

The original version of the Zhuzhu fruit only carries the memory of the mother plant, remembering the despair of being pulled out of the land, remembering the pain of being cut off, but now, it has other memories: named Xu Hongyi, thirteen years old, because he is stupid, he is often bullied, he has a father, mother and younger brother, his father is sick and unable to go to the field, and the family is very poor......

Slowly, she opened her eyes and looked at everything around her with her eyes for the first time.

Nguyen only cried, not realizing that the daughter in his arms had woken up.

However, Xu Genbao felt his sister's fingers move, looked at her face, and when he saw Xu Hongyi open his eyes, he suddenly stopped crying, and after being stunned for a moment, he shouted: "Mother, father, my sister is alive, my sister is alive again!" ”

Ruan and Xu Changhe didn't believe it, no one moved, but Ruan glanced at his daughter's face while crying.

As a result, at a glance, the crying stopped abruptly, and he also shouted in surprise: "Hongyi, Hongyi, are you awake?!" ”