In the early morning, in the village below the mountain, chickens and dogs barked, and wooden doors were constantly opened and closed, making a squeaky sound.

Today's village is a bit noisy, and amid the chaotic conversation, a group of young men walked to the open area at the entrance of the village, bent down to tie their leggings, and checked bags of dried medicinal herbs.

They were ready to set off, crossing mountains and mountains, to trade in Terran cities hundreds of miles away.

Although the village is hidden deep in the mountains and almost isolated, it still procures a small amount of supplies, seeds, farm tools, and iron tools from the outside world every year...... There are also pen and paper books for babies who are willing to learn to read.

The old village chief knelt in the sacrificial hall with many old and weak women and children, and silently prayed to the withered yellow bamboo leaves, hoping that the young and strong people would have a safe journey.

Theoretically speaking, if you leave the Beishan boundary, you will be out of the territory of Shenzhu, and you can only ask for more blessings in case of trouble.

But over the years, the team that went out to trade has never had an accident, and when it encounters twists and turns, it can survive safely in the end.

Therefore, the villagers firmly believe that even if they go out, as long as they are pious enough, they can still be blessed by the sacred bamboo.

"There is no bush of sacred bamboo, and there is no trace of it......"

The children, who did not like the solemn atmosphere of the temple, sneaked outside, gathered around the young men, and listened excitedly to their stories about the outside world.

Outside, there is a city as high as a hill, and the city can gather more than 100,000 people, which is countless times larger than the village, and there are many interesting places.

There are all kinds of strange people in the city, and if you are lucky, you can see the body refiners who killed the tiger with one punch, and the qi refiners who opened their mouths to blow people away, and those are all high-ranking cultivators.

Of course, there are all kinds of fierce and brutal monsters and beasts, all over the city, running away when they take a child, and bring them back to the nest to nibble on the light.

The children's faces turned red and white as they listened, and their moods alternated back and forth between longing and fear.

The ten-year-old child who had been trapped in the mountains was standing in front of a man at the moment, tugging and pulling, trying to snatch a bag of herbs and carry it onto his shoulder.

"Dad, I'm really not young, I can go out and see the world."

"Don't make a mess here." The man was busy, slapping the child's head casually.

"Xiaofei, according to the rules of the village, you can only go out after getting married and having a child, where is your child?" A few young people next to him quipped.

When a ten-year-old boy named Xiaofei heard this, he immediately turned around and shouted at his little friend:

"Who wants to have a baby with me?"

The friends were terrified when they heard this, and both men and women fled one after another, causing everyone to laugh.

"Get out of here, shame on you." The man couldn't laugh and cry, and kicked Xiaofei's buttocks.

Xiao Fei took a few steps back, and shouted again: "Dad, when you enter the city, don't forget to buy a string of sugar gourds, I've been hungry for a year." ”

The man waved his hand helplessly.

"Stepping on the mountain—"

Melodious singing sounded, and the team set off.

More than 100 catties of medicinal herbs plus luggage were carried on the shoulders of these young people, but they seemed to have no weight, which did not affect their fast progress in the slightest.

The team kept going all the way, and in the blink of an eye, it disappeared into the depths of the mountains.

"I really want to go out and have a look." One child muttered, "It's too boring in the village." ”

Zhu An's divine thoughts swept over, and he also heard this sentence, but he didn't care.

People's minds change and yearn for freedom. He was also a human being in his previous life, and he could understand it, so he didn't intend to turn this village into a cage.

The rules in the village for generations are that generally only those who are married and have children can go out and walk around, and if they have concerns, they will return home sooner or later.

But if you really want to say goodbye to the mountains and completely integrate into the outside world, you can do it.

Just be in the sacrificial hall and swear to the yellow bamboo leaves that you will forget this village and everything in the past.

If you choose to leave, you can't go back. The existence of this village, Zhu An doesn't want too many outsiders to know.

The farewell song is long, still echoing in the sky, and Zhu An, as usual, observes the life in the village.

Shen Nian scanned the village and soon found a woman who was three months pregnant.

The woman leaned against the door, humming softly in her mouth, stroking her slightly bulging belly, and looking into the distance, hoping that her man would return soon.

Suddenly, the wind and sand blew, and the woman's eyes narrowed.

A pale green bamboo leaf flew quietly and stuck to the woman's abdomen, seeping into it like a phantom.

The woman was confused for a while, and when she came to her senses, she was pleasantly surprised to find that she had become refreshed, and the adverse effects of pregnancy, such as nausea, vomiting, and chest tightness, had all disappeared.

She remembered the birth experience told by her mother-in-law and aunts, when she was just pregnant, she would encounter a similar situation, and she was blinded by a gust of wind and sand, and then her state improved significantly.

As long as this is the case, the baby will be born smoothly, there will be no dystocia, and the baby will be healthy and free of disability and malformations.

"It's a blessing from the bamboo of the North Mountain." The woman could not help but cry, as if a big stone had fallen to the ground in her heart, and what she hoped most these days was that the child in her womb would be born safely.

So she held on to the door frame, knelt down slowly, and bowed to Beishan not far away.

The mountain breeze blew the trees in front of the court, and the canopy shook slightly, as if in response.

"Newborns are getting better and better." Zhu An is in a good mood.

For thousands of years of sheltering the village, he has never taught the cultivation method in the village, and has always let people live an ordinary and low-key life.

However, the transformation of the newborn's physique has never stopped.

Every pregnant woman will receive a bamboo leaf to help conceive a new life and enhance the endowment of the fetus.

Thousands of years of imperceptibly, accumulated from generation to generation, these mortal physique has been transformed into a special physique-

It seems to be ordinary, and no one can see the mystery, but as long as it is ignited by Zhu'an and then nourished with treasure medicine, it will transform at the fastest speed.

Once awakened, you can become a first-class cultivation treasure in the world.

Nowadays, even if they don't cultivate, the villagers are in good health, all of them are healthy and strong, deaf and clear-sighted, not bothered by diseases, and they will live to be nearly 100 years old before they die without illness.

Once the physique is fully awakened and the cultivation method is popularized, this small village will be like a blowout, giving birth to a large number of strong people in a short period of time.

Just wait for the right moment.

Zhu An looked into the distance and thought for a while, "It feels like it's almost there." ”

On the mountain, a cry of surprise sounded that almost broke the sound.

"Finally got it!"

Panda Marumu, who was originally dressed in beautiful black and white fur, was about to be turned into a bald bear by wicker, and his dirty little face had a handful of snot and tears, but he was still grinning and smiling extremely brightly.

It carefully held a bamboo leaf, and the dark circles under its eyes approached to take a closer look, as if it was looking at the most precious treasure in the world, and it was reluctant to open its mouth to bite.

Beside him, the red fox Hongyun glanced enviously, then turned back to look at the leaf it was fighting for.

The bamboo leaves were very close to it, only a few feet away, but it seemed to be far away in the sky, and it couldn't reach it.

Hongyun felt powerless, but didn't give up.

Dozens of generations of little demons of the Red Fox clan have been running between the north mountains of Qishan for hundreds of years in exchange for such an opportunity.

Even if you can't get it, you have to do your best and leave no regrets.

"I did my best." The future red cloud should think like this, so that he can calmly face the new generation of little red foxes without being overwhelmed by remorse.

"Do your best, try your best ......"

Hongyun's mind gradually became trance-like, and he subconsciously continued to walk forward, and before he could enter the willow forest, he fell to the ground with a thud, fainting from exhaustion and pain.

A wicker stick sticks out and gently flicks it under the tree.

Zhu An didn't tell Hongyun that even if he didn't eat bamboo leaves, as long as he kept being whipped with wicker, his physique would be tempered, and day after day, there would be a day when he would be reborn.

Until this is discovered, there are dark days when there is no hope in sight.

Whether it can survive smoothly depends on the little fox's heart.