With the help of Lao Du, Lan Jing'an and the others hired a local person as a guide and led everyone into the mountain. The mountain road ahead is rugged, but it's easy to walk. It's just that Bonan City is located at the foot of the mountain, and according to the map drawn by Li Xie, the sacred grass grows on the top of the deep mountain and high cliffs, so they climb the mountain all the way.

I don't know if it's because of the high mountain and dangerous road, these dozen people are out of breath, and they haven't walked forty miles all day, and they have to stop and rest several times. But the guide who showed them the way was obviously an old man, but he walked faster than them.

Although Lan Jing'an was anxious, he also knew that this was limited by his own conditions, and it was useless to be anxious. Fortunately, as time went by, Lan Jing'an and the others didn't feel so stuffy in their chests, and they were gradually able to move faster.

By the third day of the second month, they had reached the fork in the road to Buwei. From here, you only need to climb for another two or three days, and you can reach the place where the sacred grass is. Lan Jing'an felt that hope was just around the corner, and her mood was much better. And Lao Du let one of his subordinates pretend to be uncomfortable, only saying that he wanted to return to Bonan City, and refused to continue to move forward.

Lan Jing'an didn't care much about them, and he didn't doubt him, so he followed the guide directly and continued to the mountains. And after Lan Jing'an and the others left, this Xia Guozuo hurriedly went to Buwei to inform Xie Weining.

The way to the place where the sacred grass is located is indeed a difficult and dangerous road, and in many places there is not even a road, all relying on a big knife in the hand of the guide to open the way. Lan Jing'an's arms were scarred by rattan scratches, and his feet were even blistered with blood.

The dozen or so men supported each other, barely following the guide, struggling to make their way through the dense forest to the higher cliffs.

The map in Lan Jing'an's hand is basically useless here, and in the midst of this continuous mountain, people can't make it clear the direction at all. Without the guidance of this experienced guide, I am afraid that these dozen or so people will not want to walk out of this mountain even if they have walked for a lifetime.

After two days of arduous trekking, the guide finally led them to a high cliff, only a series of shrubs that covered the high cliff. Lan Jing'an was a little puzzled, no matter how he looked at it, it didn't look like there was a holy grass here.

Lan Jing'an had no choice but to ask Mu Tu to translate for her, and repeatedly confirmed with the guide. The guide insisted that the grass they had drawn was only possible here. Lan Jing died as a live horse doctor, causing everyone to scatter and carefully search for the shadow of the holy grass.

From the noon search to the almost sunset, Bi Luan finally took the lead in discovering the holy grass. Lan Jing'an and the others heard her cry of surprise, and they all surrounded her excitedly. When the guide saw that they had found the sacred grass, he grinned, rejoiced for them, and praised them for their good fortune.

I saw that this sacred grass grew in a damp place under the bushes, and there were seven wide emerald green leaves at the bottom, and seven smaller emerald green leaves on a thin leaf stalk, and a long yellow stamen surrounded a purple stamen standing in the middle, which was indeed different.

Lan Jing'an asked Bi Luan to take out the wide-mouthed copper kettle she had prepared in advance, and she cut it on her left wrist on the wound left when she left Yonghua City, and then used her own blood to fill most of the copper kettle. At this time, Feng Shen carefully dug out the holy grass, shook off the soil, and soaked the whole holy grass in the blood of Lan Jing'an.

Lan Jing'an didn't dare to stop, until the entire copper kettle was filled with her blood except for the holy grass, she stopped and asked Biluan to bandage her wounds. Then she asked Feng Shen to seal the copper kettle, carefully carry it in his arms, and wait to send it back to Jizhou.

Lao Du and the other five people were stunned at this time. They only knew that Lan Jing'an was going to come over to find the holy grass to detoxify Xiao Qingyun, but they didn't know that the holy grass was going to be collected like this, and they didn't know why Lan Jing'an wanted to go this way in person.

Also stunned was the guide who brought them over. But this old guide believed in the gods the most, and thought that it was used to worship the gods. So even though he was surprised, he didn't ask much.

Lan Jing'an and the others picked the holy grass, and they were all full of joy and felt that they were done. Lan Jing'an lost a lot of blood and turned pale, but he still half leaned on Biluan, insisting on going down the mountain overnight and hurrying back.

Although the guide did not like to walk at night, he still obeyed her request, and led them over the mountains and mountains overnight to rush back to Bonan City. With the holy grass in hand, Lan Jing'an and the others were more motivated when they went back, and by the evening of the seventh day of the second lunar month, they had already turned over to a place not far from the fork in the road to Buwei.

Several people were tired and were sitting in the woods resting, when they suddenly heard the sound of fighting in the distance, and the guide had to go over to check. Lan Jing'an couldn't do it, so they had to accompany him over to have a look.

As soon as they passed, they realized that something was wrong. I saw a few people fleeing frantically in front, followed by a large number of armored soldiers, viciously chasing them. Lao Du fixed his eyes and took the lead in leading people to rush out.

Seeing that the situation was not right, Lan Jing'an grabbed the guide, stumbled and said the words "Bonan City" in the local dialect, and then pushed him to Feng Shen, and hurriedly said to Feng Shen: "Let him lead the way for you, return to Bonan City quickly, and transfer all the shadow guards over!" ”

Feng saw that the situation was urgent, so he didn't have time to say more, nodded, took the guide, turned around and ran in another direction. Seeing Feng Shen leaving, Lan Jing'an waved his hand and took Bi Luan and a few other guards, and also ran towards those few people who fled for their lives.

While running for his life, Xie Weining secretly hated himself, hunting geese all day long, but today he was pecked by geese. I didn't expect that one day, I would be calculated. No matter how fast he ran, he couldn't reach the number of people behind, and after a while, he was surrounded. He knows that life and death are on this line, and he has to fight for his life.

The people who were besieging Xie Weining might as well suddenly rush out of the woods next to them. I saw that these people did not hesitate at all, and directly joined the battle group and desperately protected Xie Weining.

Xie Weining didn't expect to see Lao Du here, but before he could react, a tall girl ran towards him. Xie Weining was completely stunned, how could she be here?!

While he was stunned, an enemy had already slashed at him with a sword. Lan Jing was anxious, his steps were faster, he rushed to Xie Weining, grabbed his arm, and pulled him to the side, so that Xie Weining could avoid this fatal knife.

Lan Jing'an saw that he had a stunned expression, and he didn't have time to say more, so he shouted at him: "Run!" Then he pulled him and began to run desperately where no one was. Behind them, Biluan, Lao Du and others were desperately fighting for the two of them to resist the pursuers. And Yin Quan saw more than a dozen rescuers, and tears of excitement were about to come out.

Xie Weining let Lan Jing'an take his hand and lead him to escape to the depths of the dense forest, and it took him a long time to react. He saw that although Yin Quan and the others were desperately resisting, other soldiers were chasing after him, so he turned around and shouted: "Move the rescuers!" Then, the anti-guest leader quickened his pace and pulled Lan Jing'an to flee forward.