Turning his head and handing the already packaged medicinal materials to Zhao Ning, "This is a decoction used for medicinal baths, although it can't be done to dissolve poisons, but it can make these poisons no longer make you miserable." ”

Zhao Ning held the medicine bag and whispered "Thank you", but Granny Luo didn't care much, only said, "The little girl has no way to cultivate, and it's also because of this poison, it's a pity." ”

"It's okay." Zhao Ning said, "It's good to be alive." ”

Granny Luo laughed at her, "Oh, I heard that someone said last night that they wanted to be immortals." ”

Zhao Ning was so little by her, but instead of laughing because of this, she lowered her eyes.

muttered, "Because only by becoming an immortal can you live longer, as long as you live, you can ...... You can wait until ......."

- No one knows how long it will take to reincarnate from reincarnation, reincarnation will take away the blood of the past, and the new person will definitely be gentle, peaceful, and stopped.

The latter was too quiet, and Granny Luo had already gone into the inner room to get something.

"Alright, little girl, take your time." As he spoke, he took out another book from the room and handed it to Zhao Ning, "Take a look at it, at least...... You can live as long as you think. ”

Chapter 350

Zhao Ning flipped through the medicine books given by Granny Luo in the room, and the books recorded in the books were just some ordinary methods of curing poisons and diseases, which had good effects on ordinary people.

But this is very strange, Granny Luo knew that the poison on her body was the poison of the immortals, and specially gave her a medicine book that "may live longer", if the content does not match, it must explain what is hidden in it.

Zhao Ning read it repeatedly, until in an introduction to herbal medicine, he found the Tibetan language, but there were only five words, "Wuxiang Heavenly Fern Flower".

In the ancient books that I once read, it was recorded that this elixir, the Phaseless Heavenly Fern Flower, without shadow and formlessness, appeared when the four images alternated, and bloomed for a moment, which had the effect of reshaping the spirit bones.

But what is the connection between reshaping the spirit bone and solving the Heavenly Poison Barrier?

She was puzzled, and after hesitating for a long time, she still walked to Granny Luo's house, but the door was locked, but there was no one.

Zhao Ning returned disappointed, meeting other people in the village on the way.

"Little girl, you are looking for Granny Luo, Granny Luo is mysterious, go out early and return late, I'm afraid I'll go to the mountains again."

Zhao Ning thanked the reminder, and was about to leave, but he carried a shovel on the other party's shoulder, and asked casually, "Is the eldest brother going to work?" ”

But he got the other party's sentence, "Yes, go to work, and prepare to level the mountain at the door." ”

After the other party finished speaking, he went into the distance.

Zhao Ning didn't care at first, but after walking a few steps, he felt that something was wrong, and what he said was "Pingshan?" ”

Glancing in the direction he left, there was a mountain range in front of him that was particularly wrong, as if it was artificially carved, and Zhao Ning realized in a trance that this was the Pingshan in the other party's mouth.

Zhao Ning pinched the medicine book, and fell into a strange confusion for a while.

In the next few days, Zhao Ning stayed in the village, and she sat on the steps of Yue Shengxian's hut, watching the people in the village busy.

The sense of confusion was even stronger, some people could raise their hands to move the house, and some people only stood at the door, and the mice in the yard chirped out, and then followed him, and the people around him were not surprised, and the people who asked him to catch the mice praised him again and again that he was the number one rat catcher in the village...... So much so that those who can cut clothes with their bare hands and take chestnuts from the fire are no longer a problem.

Zhao Ning originally thought that there were just some demon clans hidden in this village, but now it seems that any person who is brought out is "abnormal".

She looked down at the book in her hand, and for a moment realized that she might be the only mortal in the group.

Granny Luo's medicinal bath was very powerful, and after trying it a few times, the pain of the poison gradually dissipated.

However, she never saw Granny Luo again, and the people in the village didn't care, saying that Granny Luo often disappeared.

The days flew by, and in a blink of an eye, it was already the first day, and the liveliness of the entire Yuanming Village was pulled to the highest, and everyone gathered in the center of the village to take out all the materials for their celebrations.

A group of people drank and laughed, saying that there were many people coming and going in the village this year, indicating that it was estimated that there would be a recession next year.

When night fell, the old man who had lived a long life in the depths of the village came out, holding on to his cane and carrying a basket, which was half-hidden in festive red silk.

Everyone stood up and blessed the elders with a long and long life.

With a smile in the folds on his face, he gave the basket in his hand to the people around him, "Go ahead." ”

The people around him knew his intentions, calmly turned their heads, and walked towards the tallest mast in the center of the village.

The elder continued, "The old man has no courtesy for you, just some blessings, don't dislike it. ”

"Where did Elder Miao speak, the elders wish, and the heavenly way witnessed, it is the best etiquette for the younger generations."

"That's right, Miao Lao, I can add a greeting this year, I want to be 'safe and sick', I always have back pain at work recently, and I have been tormented."

"Okay, good, all of them, all of them, hahaha." Miao Lao smiled heartily.

By this time, the man with the basket had climbed to the top of the mast and acted as a fairy who distributed the rituals.

"Guys, you can't get distracted, you're all here—"

The villagers below all huddled together, stretched their hands and shouted, "Hurry up, hurry up, I'm going to have a 'smooth journey' this year." ”

"While going, 'have a good trip' is mine, and I'm going to go to sea."

"Hurry up, give me the 'Immortal Yuan', the Cangyuan faction will recruit immortals this year, give me a good immortal fate."

In the urging of everyone's laughter, the man hanging on the mast finally lifted the red cloth on the basket, and inside was a piece of red paper the size of a small tofu cube.

He smiled, "Guys—here—"

The next moment, he grabbed a large handful in the basket, and then waved it down, the red paper flew, and Zhao Ning also saw some blessings on the red paper in gold on the periphery, that is, the spirit stones they had just grabbed were full of spirit stones, and they were victorious.

"Quick, I saw 'Pot', it's mine."

"'Immortal Destiny' is there!"

“……”

A string of snoring sounds, everyone was reaching out to grab it, and it was very lively.

Zhao Ning was infected, and such an atmosphere made people feel peaceful and cheerful.

She didn't move, just stood in place, but the crowd's scramble floated in this direction with a part of the red paper.

"Eh, there's another one here!" Someone shouted, but the red paper slipped out of his hand, and unexpectedly floated towards Zhao Ning.

Zhao Ning was slightly surprised, and subconsciously spread his hand, and the red paper fell into his hand, which was written in gold letters, "Smooth as you wish." ”

In a trance, there seemed to be a smiling greeting in my ears.

"Woohoo, it's actually 'as you wish', I haven't seen it in previous years."

The feeling was even more obvious, Zhao Ning looked to the side, everyone had already snatched the other red paper greetings again, and the old man stood by and watched with satisfaction.

probably noticed Zhao Ning's gaze, turned his eyes, and nodded kindly at Zhao Ning.

Zhao Ning was stunned in his heart, and bowed slightly.

The group laughed, and it was already over, everyone said to each other the greetings they had grabbed, and some people wanted to exchange greetings, so it was not lively.

Zhao Ning returned to the room and looked at the things in his hand, and the words "smooth as he wished" fell into his eyes, and he always felt familiar.

But Zhao Ning rarely recalls her childhood anymore, when she was very young, there were also some inexplicable handwriting at hand, she would carefully imitate it, but now she can escape those pen strokes.

Zhao Ning moved on the bed, closed his eyes, and hid those thoughts.

But at this moment, a starlight floated in front of the bed, and the silver light was so touching that even with your eyes closed, you seemed to be able to perceive something.

She half-propped her body and raised her hand to touch it, and her fingertips touched it like foam, shattering at the touch.

But then, more grainy starlight followed, and she looked in the direction she came, and the back window opened at some point, and the starlight came in through the gap.

There was nervousness, impulse, and expectation in my heart, but my thoughts were blank, and I ran barefoot to the window.

When I opened the window, I saw the starlight gathering into a silver stream in the sky, crossing the small courtyard and flowing in from the back mountain forest.

Zhao Ning had forgotten to think, she turned out the back window, lifted the hem of her skirt, and walked barefoot along the silver stream in the air, until she reached a cliff halfway up the mountain, and there was a lonely nameless tree on the cliff mountain.

The tree has no leaves, but at the time of the first day, it blooms into a cluster of flowers, the petals are no more than the size of a fingernail, and under the cold wind, the petals are swaying down in groups, and they are scattered in the wind to make starlight.

Zhao Ning approached step by step, she lost her mood, trembling to touch the trunk of the tree, looking up at the dense canopy of trees that seemed to be falling in the sky full of stars.

"Is that you?"

No one answered Zhao Ning, and for a long time, Zhao Ning slid along the tree trunk and sat on the ground, curled up and hugged his knees, and wept silently.

I don't know how long it took, something touched her arm, Zhao Ning slowly raised her head, but saw that it was a deer, and it was gently touching her with its twisted horns.

She reached out to touch the fawn, which rubbed it meekly and handed her what it was holding in her mouth.

It's a broken bone flute that is just a finger long.

"Give...... Me? ”

"Yes...... Who told you to give it to me? ”

The words were trembling, and Zhao Ning hid an answer in his heart that he didn't dare to blaspheme, but the answer was obviously not.

The fawn kicked the ground, meaning that it had picked it up from the ground or thrown it out of the dirt.

Zhao Ning sat back on the ground, the look in her eyes faded, she forced a smile, gently stroked the fawn, and said "thank you", "thank you for the festival".

The fawn roared, ethereal and calm, and gently rubbed his head against his palm, as if to say "don't be sad".

Echoing its ethereal chirp, there were many small animals in the mountains responding, and gradually, there was a rustling sound in the forest, and soon, a little rabbit appeared, jumping to Zhao Ning's side, rubbing at her feet and eating grass blades.

More sounds approaching, little hedgehogs, little squirrels, little beavers...... and all gathered unto her.

Some handed her spiritual fruits, some brought wild flowers in the mountains, and some meekly leaned at her feet...... It was warm and lively for a while.

They are soothing the sorrow of condensation.

Only then did Zhao Ning realize that the starlight gathered around her and turned into handwriting, irregular, scattered in the air, and the appearance of those handwriting made Zhao Ning realize in a trance that it was Gou Chen Tianshu.

It turned out to be a small animal attracted by Gou Chen Tianshu, not the one she didn't dare to look forward to......

"Woo ......"

She played the flute, without rhythm, and was the purest sound, but the little animals were more cheerful, jumping happily around them, and even those natural enemies were not there.

Probably infected by these most natural pleasures, those thoughts and sorrows that were pressed in the bottom of my heart and unwilling and afraid to present were also temporarily calmed down.

It wasn't until a long time that Zhao Ning fell asleep under the tree, and the little animals dispersed, and the silver light spread around her.

The figure appeared in the silver light, looking at her quietly, reaching out, touching her cheek, gently and expectantly wiping away the tears of her dreams.

A voice floated gently in her ear, "May the reincarnation be smooth, and the avenue will be as you wish—"

At dawn, Zhao Ning woke up, realized that he was asleep outside, and was a little afraid, so he quickly stood up and walked to the hut.