The daytime in Dongshengzhou is warm like spring all year round, but at night there is a chill that makes people want to be thicker. Shishanbao Village is located in the Tiancang Mountains stretching to the southernmost residual vein, out of the village to the east to walk more than two miles is an endless sea of clouds and mist forests, wood is the most lacking, so that the houses in the village are made of wood, magnificent, do not need to think, shelter from the wind and rain is more than enough. However, on a moonlit and starry night like today, the cold was particularly heavy, and even the dogs in the yard were not as happy as they were on weekdays.

This made Ye Bufan, who returned to the village with the bright moonlight, sneak into the house without a little trouble. Covering his wife and about to blurt out an exclamation, he shook his head to indicate that he was fine, and looked at the small bed in the back room where his son Ye Tian was sleeping sweetly, Ye Bufan took out a small cloth bag in the strap of his shirt and put it on the wooden table, gritted his teeth and smiled at his wife and said, "You take a look first." Turning around like a thief, he slipped out of the house and ran to the big water tank by the courtyard wall.

After a burst of rattling water, Ye Bufan, who had hastily cleaned up, looked dignified. Thick eyebrows and big eyes, high nose and broad forehead, not seeing much sunlight all year round, so that the skin remains fair, but unfortunately the thick arms and calluses on the hands make people see at a glance the perennial work under this good look.

Changed into a clean short shirt, and his hair was still dripping with water droplets, Ye Bufan didn't care about rubbing it again, bolted the door, returned to the wooden table, and looked at his wife Lin Zhi, who was slowly rubbing the fiery red crystal. Seeing the surprised expression on her face, Ye Bufan knew that there must be some precious things on the table.

These three knuckle-sized fiery red crystals are square and octagonal, and they look like ordinary spirit stones, but they are much smaller. The whole body was fiery red, like a flourishing charcoal burning in the stove, Ye Bufan picked up a piece and shook it at the oil lamp on the table, the surface of the spar was like the ice surface of the sun, and the light turned around for a while.

Wealth is not broad, wealth is not exposed. Ye Bufan held the fiery red spar in the palm of his hand, no longer letting his heart flutter under the oil lamp, touched his wife's arm and asked in a whisper, "Child, what the hell is this?"

"It's supposed to be blood chalcedony, right?"

Lin Zhi hesitated a little to say her guess, she had seen Miss Ping'er have such a piece of chalcedony, but that piece looked much smaller.

Ye Bufan didn't know how precious this thing was in his hand, so he clenched the blood chalcedony in his hand and looked at his wife and asked, "Can you change the spirit stone?"

Looking at the anxiety in the man's eyes, Lin Zhi suddenly felt that the glittering waves of blood chalcedony on the table were like a cool breeze pouring in from the crack in the door, and his cheeks were cold.

After nodding silently, Lin Zhi twisted his face to look at his son Ye Tian's thin back, not letting Ye Bufan see the worry in her eyes.

Ye Bufan let out a sigh and let go of his left hand, which was tightly gripping the leg of the table.

After living together for so many years, Ye Bufan only knew that his wife Lin Zhi's parents died early, and there were no relatives at home.

People are handsome, and they speak gently and gently, running the house all year round, but their heads and faces are clean every day, and although their temperament is a little cold, their hearts are excellent. It's not like the big and small mothers-in-law in the village, who kick chickens and dogs, and those who are splashing and rolling are all rough people.

What makes Ye Bufan's heart rare is that his wife can read and read, and the knowledge gained in big places is not comparable to the soil legs that are shaving in the mountains and in the land.

She said that if she could change the spirit stone, it was just a matter of changing more and less.

"Blood chalcedony", Ye Bufan felt the warmth and delicacy in his palms, tilted his head and looked at his son Ye Tian, who had rolled to the foot of the bed, turned his head and looked at the fiery red crystal that looked like a small sun in the palm of his hand, and muttered, "If you sell it, you should be able to exchange it for a lot of spirit stones." ”

I can't help Ye Bufan to be so urgent, knowing that he is a poor miner with such a treasure in his arms, and he may be killed when he goes out, but time waits for no one, and his son's heart has become weaker and weaker in the past two years.

Getting a Heart Protecting Pill with 20 spirit stones is no less than a cultivator's desire to fly immortals in the day and become a Buddha in the flesh.

Earlier, fortunately, there was the rule of "digging hands" that had been handed down from the profession of "digging hands", and Ye Bufan had saved up more than ten spirit stones with the help of himself and half of the village people for so many years. For ordinary ordinary people, even if there is a spirit stone in their hands, it is not a blessing but a curse in Zhongzhou Xing, which respects cultivation.

Tomorrow morning, the Shishanbao vein will be closed, and Ye Bufan is not worried about his livelihood in the future, at the age of 36, he is strong and strong, relying on the clouds and mist forests behind the village, burning the kiln and selling charcoal, and a few taels of broken silver can be dropped between the rest of the month, and it is not a problem for the family to eat and dress warmly. The urgency is that if you are an ordinary person, how can you find a job to get the spirit stone in a short time?

It is the easiest way to become a cultivator! But not to mention the Qi refining, foundation building, Jindan, and Yuan Ying, not to mention the legendary distraction and voiding, it is just the gathering period of entering the cultivation gate, which is a result that Ye Bufan and tens of thousands of mortals in Zhongzhou Star dare not imagine in their dreams.

Heaven and earth are yin and yang, and they are transformed by one breath. Man has three souls, heaven, earth, and destiny. The heavenly soul is yang, the earth soul is yin, and the life soul is the center. Among mortals, there is one in ten thousand who is born with a strong heavenly soul, which means that those who are born to sense the aura of heaven and earth are the darlings of fortune.

The most introductory exercise for cultivators is called "Three Qing Jue", which is simply a booklet of three pictures, the exercises are simple, you only need to keep the way of heaven in your heart, meditate cross-legged, and feel the aura between heaven and earth between breath, which can be bought in the study of any town, one or two pieces of silver.

It's a pity that "Three Qing Jue" has simply ruined the dream of many people to become cultivators.

If it weren't for the one or two pieces of silver, Ye Bufan would have filled the "Three Clear Tips" at home into the furnace and burned the fire.

Well, now, there's the blood chalcedony that I dug up with my life.

A little stunned thinking about the twists and turns he had paid to heal his son's heart over the years, Ye Bufan's face was happy and worried for a while, and he didn't notice that his wife's face was pale when she heard her muttering about selling blood chalcedony.

Lin Zhi looked at Ye Bufan's side face with hard lines, and silently bit his lower lip, only by relying on the pain coming from his lower lip could he swallow the sentence that did not let the man sell the blood chalcedony. I have seen too many battles among cultivators in the Tiancang Sect, and I have personally experienced the indifference of those who are high above to mortals, and these three heavenly treasures on the table are killing if they are not careful.

Although the man in his own family is loyal, can't he think that the things on the table are a great blessing and a great disaster from heaven?

It's just that I'm forced to have no other way.

Although when he thought of the face of the second elder, he would be frightened in his dreams, Lin Zhi suddenly decided to take a risk to go to Tiancang Mountain, if God blessed, maybe he could meet Miss Ping'er, and these blood chalcedony must be a blessing or a curse.

With the thoughtful child and the man's plan in his heart, Lin Zhi's face returned to blood, stood up and picked up the coarse cloth sweat towel that Ye Bufan put on his shoulder, and helped the man wipe his hair, which was still dripping with water.

Seeing that the man was happy and ruthless, and now he was carefully fiddling with three pieces of blood chalcedony back and forth like a child, Lin Zhi asked with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "Child, father, how did you dig up these things?"

What happened before smashing the blood-colored ball, Ye Bufan picked it up and said it lightly, until the strange aroma made Ye Bufan unforgettable, and compared to the strange scene at that time, Ye Bufan noticed the round bead that was as black as ink in the small cloth bag.

From such a strange blood-colored ball, this pitch-black bead should not be an ordinary thing, but it looks very ordinary, the whole body is black and swarthy without a little luster, the feeling in the palm of the hand is tepid, not cold, neither jade-like delicate, nor gravel-like roughness, it is like a round piece of black charcoal that is ground by someone when they are idle.

He started working as a digger at the age of 14, and he has lived in Shishanbao Village for half his life, and the farthest place he has been to is Qinglin Town, 50 miles away, Ye Bufan didn't expect to recognize what this bead was.

Ye Bufan took the beads and approached the oil lamp and shone it again and again, it was still like a piece of black charcoal. Unrelentingly, he turned his head and shook the beads in his hand at his wife and asked, "What is this?"

Lin Zhi was still wiping Ye Bufan's half-dried hair, and he had no interest in approaching the black beads in front of him. I have grown a lot of knowledge with the young lady, and I am still a call girl at the end, and I have seen that the bleeding chalcedony is to see that thing, as for this black bead, it is a good thing that I can't recognize it, she just wants to cure the child's illness, and no longer worry about living a peaceful and stable life.

Smiling and taking the black bead that Ye Bufan was pinching, Lin Zhi glanced at it and shook his head.

Ye Bufan didn't expect to get any more great treasures, and when he dug up the blood chalcedony, he didn't know how much merit had been accumulated by his ancestors, but although this black bead looked black, it was also round and lovely.

Picking up the black beads handed back by his wife, Ye Bufan gestured on his chest, thinking that he would grind the beads out of a thin hole, and after putting on the hemp rope, his son would definitely like such an object.

Casually putting the black beads into the short coat, Ye Bufan thought in his heart that he would go to the Shishanbao Mine Cave again tomorrow, and saw with his own eyes that the hole was sealed, so that the blood chalcedony on the table could fall into his pocket with peace of mind.

The oil lamp on the table was still shining yellow, and the cool breeze that came in through the crack in the door blew through the flames from time to time, pulling the shadows of Ye Bufan and Lin Zhi to gently shake on the wooden table. The two people who were full of blood chalcedony didn't see that the round bead that was as black as ink did not show a shadow on the table under the light of the oil lamp.

What I didn't notice was that under the bright moonlight, a large cloud of blue mist had already shrouded the sky over the entire Shishanbao Village.