On the corridor of the long desert peaks, there is a snow-white and beautiful scenery, under the towering peaks, the top of the mountain is a ball of snow, a transparent snow, blooming in the desolate desert, just like the snow lotus on the Tianshan Mountain.

This is called the Snow Mountain, erected a cracked stone stele, the text on the stone stele, engraved with the three words of Holy Snow Peak.

Yu Cheng hurried all the way and came here on horseback.

Because these medicinal herbs are the purest places in the entire Mobei Land.

Flowers bloom in the ground, and grass grows all over the four seasons.

Yu Cheng looked at this mountain peak for a long time, and the lonely cold made people's hearts not tolerate a trace of awe, and calmed down.

"Hoo ......"

Yu Cheng breathed a long sigh of relief, this place is different from the heat of the desert, it can be said that it is the only cool place in this hot environment.

Yu Cheng took out a medicine hoe from his knee pads, and began to patiently look for the herbs of Shengxue Peak, among the grass cores, Yu Cheng found the Qingxin grass he wanted, but in a small thatched house in the distance, there was a person staring at Yu Cheng's every move.

After Yu Cheng collected some Qingxin Herbs, he habitually took out a thousand golden prescriptions and recorded them.

"Pure heart grass, slightly cold, crushed, can relieve toxins."

Roughly memorized.

Just as Yu Cheng was about to leave, the people in the broken spear grass hut on the Holy Snow Peak stopped him.

"Young man, the old man's medicine garden is not picked for nothing!!

After hearing this, Yu Cheng was slightly stunned.

Is this his medicine garden?

Dare to love yourself and accidentally become a drug thief.

Immediately afterwards, Yu Cheng asked unhurriedly:

"Senior, I'm just here to find some medicinal herbs, if there is anything to disturb, please forgive me!"

"Good boy, you took my medicine and want to run!"

Suddenly, out of the thatched hut came an old man, who looked to be about sixty or seventy years old, with messy hair, a gray beard, a coarse cloth shirt, and an appearance that looked as kind and old, and his walk as steady as an ancient bell, and such a demeanor looked like a wise man.

Seeing this, Yu Cheng was full of respect, and said politely:

"The seniors and juniors have no malice, they just borrow medicinal herbs to heal a few of their friends."

The white-haired old man smiled, he expected that there would be a destined person to come today, presumably it was the little general in red and gold armor.

"Young man, why did you come to Mobei, this Holy Snow Peak, no one has come here for a long time." The white-haired old man asked what was in his heart and asked gently.

「……」

"The junior is a general of the Tang Dynasty, who came to quell the rebellion in Mobei, and now retreats from the enemy, just now the Turkic internal rebellion, several generals were poisoned, before I came to Mobei, I observed these terrains, among them, the medicinal materials of the Holy Snow Peak are the most dense, which led the younger generation to the Holy Snow Peak."

Yu Cheng then continued, "But...... The juniors don't know that this is your medicine garden."

"That's it, it's okay, if you want this pure heart grass, take it, but before leaving, can you promise the old man one thing."

"Senior, you said, don't say one thing, even if it's ten things, as long as it's within the kid's reach, you can't give up."

"Good boy, I really didn't see the wrong person."

「？？？」

Yu Cheng was puzzled, not knowing what the white-haired old man meant.

"Little General in Red, come here."

The white-haired old man beckoned.

Yu Cheng didn't notice that the white-haired old man had any sense of crisis, so he relaxed his vigilance, it stands to reason that this old man is just the guardian of the Holy Snow Peak Medicine Garden, or the planter.

He said that no one had been to Shengxue Peak for a long time, could it?

No one knows his whereabouts?

Yu Cheng slowly moved his steps and walked towards the white-haired old man.

The white-haired old man smiled slightly, "Sit down."

After hearing this, Yu Cheng sat cross-legged.

"Do you know who I am?"

"The juniors don't know, and the seniors are asked to understand the two."

"Do you remember the petals of the Nine Dragons Heart Flower on the Sword Cliff?"

"How do you know this!!

Yu Cheng was shocked, how did he know about this, could it be?

Does he know these things and have the ability to spy on people's hearts?

The white-haired old man had long expected that Yu Cheng would definitely be surprised, because all his memories of encountering the Nine Dragon Shadows before had been erased.

The white-haired old man spoke very calmly and calmly, "These are the fateful paths that should happen to you, stretch out your right hand."

Yu Cheng was skeptical, what was the description of this fate, but he still handed his right hand over.

Yu Cheng was a little nervous, this white-haired old man shouldn't be a charlatan, an old liar.

Seeing this, the white-haired old man knew the hesitation in Yu Cheng's heart, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, with your strength, the old man can't hurt you."

"Hah! Misunderstanding! Senior, I just think that there is something unusual about your appearance here."

Yu Cheng replied coincidentally, it is indeed the case, in this wilderness, he lives alone on the Holy Snow Peak, and anyone who sees it will feel a little weird.

However, fortunately, this person is Yu Cheng.

His psychological endurance is still very strong.

"I am the guardian and grower of the Holy Snow Peak Medicine Garden, and I already know all these medicinal herbs, and I also remember that the melons are ripe for specific medicinal effects." The white-haired old man was gentle and gentle, he knew that Yu Cheng would doubt himself and have scruples.

Then the white-haired old man continued:

"I forgot to mention the old man's name, my name is Li Miaojue."

"Hmm...... Wonderful......"

"Haha, when I was young, I was a swordsman in the desert, and I haven't told anyone about the name of this thing for a long time......

"Senior, please continue!"

When Yu Cheng heard this, he suddenly became energetic, the white-haired old man in front of him was actually a swordsman in the desert.

That's a great life experience!

Who doesn't know that the desert swordsmen are all characters who lick blood on the tip of the knife.

"Do you know why I stopped you just now?"

"Junior, I don't know, please tell the seniors in detail."

"Young man, have you ever heard such a prophecy?"

"What prophecy?"

"Haha, it seems that you don't know, that is a prophecy that our generation often raises!" Li Miaojue deliberately betrayed Guan Zi and continued.

This aroused Yu Cheng's curiosity, and it was really an experience to hear such a novel experience in this desolate desert.

Li Miaojue stood up, stood with her hands on her shoulders, and said steadily:

"Young man, have you ever heard that in the ancient salvation legend, there is only one way to defeat the Thunder Dragon, and that is to defeat the Thunder Dragon by combining the Golden Dragon Descendants and the Silver Dragon Descendants!"

「？？？」

Yu Cheng doesn't know why.

After hearing this sentence, Yu Cheng was a little confused, what is this?

Salvation rumors?

Thunder Dragon?

Descendants of the Golden Dragon?

Descendants of the Silver Dragon?

Is there any direct connection to this?

Yu Cheng, who had these doubts in his heart, asked, "Who is this rumored dragon?"

"In the future, the people who will destroy this world, he has ...... The layout has begun......

Li Miaojue patiently answered Yu Cheng's question and sighed.

Yu Cheng listened, is it so serious?

It can't be a trick to trick a three-year-old.

However, Yu Cheng still asked very seriously:

"That...... Descendants of the Golden Dragon and Descendants of the Silver Dragon...... Senior, did you find it?"

Li Miaojue shook his head, he was very disappointed that he hadn't found these two people for so long.

Because the time left before the prophecy takes place......

Li Miaojue is only the one who knows this prophecy, and the reason why he told Yu Cheng this secret.

It was just now when he sensed Yu Cheng's internal tendons and veins through his right hand that he felt that breath, he was not sure whether this breath was accurate or not, but Li Miaojue firmly believed that his vision was not wrong.

The red-clothed and gold-armored little general in front of him is the descendant of the golden dragon he is looking for!

Afterwards, Li Miaojue continued: "However, today, I met you, and I am more convinced of the prophecy in my heart, do you have a birthmark in the shape of a sun?"

Yu Cheng was shocked!

How did this white-haired old man know? Is it just the information I get from the induction of my right hand?

"Answer me, yes or no?" Li Miaojue affirmed the thoughts in her heart and continued to ask.

"Yes, senior, when I was born in a small fishing village, I had a sun-shaped birthmark on my right arm, I didn't pay attention to this, what does that mean? Am I one of them?"

"Yes, according to the prophecy, you should be the legendary descendant of the golden dragon!"

"What?"

Yu Cheng couldn't believe his ears, he was actually the descendant of the Golden Dragon?

Is this true?

Can this prophecy be fulfilled?

"You need to find someone with a moon-shaped birthmark on their left arm, which is the symbol of the Silver Dragon! In the troubled times to come, the two of you are indispensable!" Li Miaojue reminded Yu Cheng that only by working together can the two of them end this troubled world, otherwise, the strength of one person alone is completely insufficient.

「……」

"Moon-shaped birthmark ......"

Yu Cheng muttered to himself, who could it be?

Descendants of the Silver Dragon......

"Please, I'm old, and this strife in the world belongs to you young people!"

Li Miaojue sighed a little and sincerely asked for Yu.

"Don't worry, Senpai, I'll do my best."

Yu Cheng himself could never have imagined that he would be able to get the identity of the heir of the golden dragon after a trip to the Holy Snow Peak.

Is this what kind of prediction it is?

Yu Cheng was puzzled, what is this prophesied turmoil?

"Let's go, we will meet again!" Li Miaojue smiled, he had waited for dozens of years, and finally waited for the prophesied heir of the golden dragon.

It seems that the prophecy is true, and there is no deception of itself.

Yu Cheng stood in place, pondered for a moment, and then said to the white-haired old man Li Miaojue:

"The seniors, the juniors have said goodbye first!"

"Let's go, go where you need to go."

Li Miaojue stared at the vast sky of the Holy Snow Peak and smiled with satisfaction.

Immediately, he slowly sighed and said:

"Road...... It's still going in the same direction as it started."

Yu Cheng left the Holy Snow Peak and headed for the direction of the center of Dragon City, taking the Qingxin grass he had picked and returning with a full load.

Then, Yu Cheng looked at the distance ahead, and suddenly, he encountered a tornado blown by a sandstorm.

"Why did this desert storm suddenly become so strong!"