Outside the secret cave, lightning and thunder roared, and Xia Hao stared nervously in the direction of the cave entrance.

Click, boom!

Another soul-shaking thunderstorm resounded through the sky.

Xia Zhen sat up suddenly, holding her head with both hands, and her whole body shrunk into a ball. The Birth Spirit Stone in his right hand seemed to be induced by thunder, emitting a series of crisp and pleasant sounds, and with a slight fluorescence!

Master's loving voice echoed in his ears: "Zhen'er, you have reached the age of fourteen, and you can set off tomorrow to go down the mountain to practice......

The purpose of this trip down the mountain is to experience immortal arts and hone her mind, but she can't even overcome her fear of lightning and thunder? How will she eradicate demons in the future, protect her father, and avenge her mother?

Thinking of this, Xia Hao put away the birth spirit stone, sat on the stone bed animal skin, and tried to stabilize her mind.

When the tension calmed down a little, and the thunder and lightning outside the cave seemed to be fading away, she then remembered, Senior Brother Wuchen didn't know where to go?

Xia Hao hesitated for a moment, jumped off the stone bed, and walked towards the exit of the secret cave......

On the hillside outside the cave, the rain had stopped, and the grass on the ground was littered with the petals of the Lost Tree. The flowers that were fortunate to remain on the branches of the trees were also listlessly closed like frosted autumn grass, emitting a faint light, and some of the branches had been broken by the ******* just now. A cool mountain breeze blows, and the branches and flowers sway in the wind.

There seemed to be thunder flashing not far away, and Xia Zhen climbed to the top of a mountain cliff and looked at the direction where there was still thunder in the distance.

I saw that the thick dark clouds of black pressure spread all the way to the sky, as if soaked in ink. From the deepest part of the black cloud, a huge whirlpool hung down from the sky, enveloping the mountain not far away. Lightning bolts like dazzling white pythons tightly wrapped around the top of the mountain, as if trying to uproot the entire mountain.

Xia Zhen faintly felt that this was not an ordinary thunderstorm. I had heard Senior Sister Chunli say that there is a fairy mountain named Guangshan thousands of miles northeast of Tangting Mountain, and there is a god with a dragon's head living in the mountain, named Ji Meng, and wherever he goes, it must be accompanied by whirlwinds and torrential rains.

It seems that the storm in front of him was also caused by the passing of a celestial god? If one day, he could also cultivate to become an immortal, he would definitely not be so ostentatious.

Little did she know that in addition to immortals, the presence of demon gods could also bring thunderstorms and more disasters.

Xia Zhen wanted to return to the secret cave, but suddenly remembered that Senior Brother Wuchen left only one sentence when he left, "Go and go back", and now a few hours have passed, but there is still no trace of him, she is a little relieved, so she decided to go to the nearby valley to look for it.

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A few hours ago, Dong Wuchen walked out of the cave, went straight to the valley stream, and observed for a long time, and there were indeed rays swimming under the clear water, and one fish even jumped out of the water and flew a few feet away, making a crisp chirping sound like a chicken.

The body of the ray is a bird wing, the head of the fish is white, the mouth of the fish is red, and the body of the fish is covered with pale patterns, which is very good-looking. What's more, its meat tastes sweet and sour, and it is most delicious when eaten roasted over fire.

The corners of Dong Wuchen's mouth were slightly raised, and he turned around and headed to the sunny hillside. The dense meadows are covered with clusters of small purple flowers.

He picked a few plants, smashed them on a smooth and flat stone by the stream, and made a net out of miscanthus grass, and threw the drunken fish grass and the net woven from the miscanthus into the stream.

Dong Wuchen could have used immortal magic to easily catch the ray, but now that it was still early, he learned the fishing method of an old man he met on his travels down the mountain, and waited for the fish to crash into the net like drunk.

He sat alone on the bluestone in the mountains, the breeze came slowly, a bright moon slowly rose on the top of the mountain in the east, under the bright moonlight, the distant mountains were as ethereal and beautiful as ink paintings. Enjoy the bright moon in the mountains alone, the clear spring on the rock, and feel at ease!

If the land of Shenzhou could be so calm forever, and Senior Sister Zhen'er would never have to face the vicious and brutal demons, how good would it be!

There was another crisp cry like a chicken, and a few fat rays went down the river. When they approached the miscanthus fishing nets, as expected, they leaned quietly on the fishing nets as if they were drunk, motionless.

Dong Wuchen hurriedly put away the fishing nets, took out only two of them, and threw all the remaining rays into the water. Drunken fish grass has limited toxicity, and they will naturally recover after drifting in the clear water for a while.

Suddenly, a strong wind rose in the mountains, and dark clouds rushed in from the east, covering the bright moon. Immediately afterward, a huge lightning bolt pierced the sky, and the heavens and the earth changed color.

The thunderstorm was menacing, and something unusual seemed to be happening. Winter Wuchen Edgeworth flew to the top of a nearby mountain peak, only to see a huge black cloud vortex hanging down from the sky not far to the east, and at this time, he seemed to be under a surging ocean.

The black cloud whirlpool is the direction of the Tangting Immortal Mountain. Dong Wuchen faintly felt that the whirlpool thunderstorm was full of demonic energy. Could it be that the Spirit Seeking Needle had sensed Xia Zhen's breath, and the Demon King Bai Zong had come to look for it in person?

When he came down the mountain early yesterday morning, he secretly observed carefully, and the seal on Xia Zhen's body was not unusual, and the seal pattern on the back of her neck was intact.

Now that Senior Sister Zhen'er is still in the secret cave, it seems that the Demon King has not received the conclusive instructions of the Spirit Seeking Needle?

Dong Wuchen was a little uneasy, and hurriedly flew to the direction of the secret cave, but saw a girl faintly walking down the bluestone steps in the mountains. If you look closely, it's Xia Zhen?

He didn't want Xia Hao to find out that Edgeworth was flying, so he quietly landed on a nearby dense forest.

Xia Zhen took the misty flowers and walked carefully among the mountain grasses. I was looking for the figure of Senior Brother Wuchen, but I didn't notice that a huge black snake with a narrow mouth and a round body was hiding in the grass, quietly waiting for her to approach.

When Xia Hao stepped into the attack range of the strange snake, it suddenly jumped up and pounced on Xia Hao with its bloody mouth open.

In a panic, the misty flower in his hand fell onto the bluestone steps and rolled down the mountain. She hurriedly drew her sword to meet her, but the strange snake that leaped into the air froze for a moment as if it had been suddenly struck by lightning, and fell heavily on the stone ground in front of Xia Hao.

A warm and pleasant voice came: "Senior Sister Zhen'er, are you okay?"

Xia Zhen looked up, and Senior Brother Wuchen was standing in the treetops, his clothes were ragged, and his face was cold, as if the calm and slightly gentle words just now did not come from his mouth.

Winter Wuchen flew lightly in front of Xia Zhen.

"Zhen'er, why don't you rest in the secret cave and come to the valley instead?"

She glanced at the serpent on the stone steps and felt a little palpitating. Hearing Senior Brother Wuchen ask the reason, she didn't want to admit that she was worried about Senior Brother Wuchen's safety and came to find him. What's more, Senior Brother Wuchen has been protecting her all the way, where does he need her to worry?

Gotta hurry up and come up with a decent reason. That's right, Jiarong grass!

"Senior Brother Wuchen, I'm here to find Jiarong grass, that unusual thunder just now......" Xia Zhen couldn't go on, and subconsciously turned her head to the grass next to the stone steps. She obviously didn't want Senior Brother Wuchen to feel that she was a burden, but this reason completely proved that she was afraid!

Dong Wuchen took out a sachet from his sleeve and handed it to Xia Zhen.

"Senior Sister Zhen'er, this is for you, Jiarong grass is only born on the cliffs of Banshi Mountain, you can't find it here. ”

Xia Zhen was stunned for a moment, and slowly took the sachet, and the sachet was actually the powder of Jiarong grass flowers!

"Senior brother, how can you have ......" Xia Hao wondered, could it be that he was also afraid of thunder, so he brought some of his own?

Dong Wuchen looked at the eastern sky, and at some point, the huge black cloud vortex just now had dissipated, and the moonlight as white as snow sprinkled the earth again. Xia Zhen in front of her is safe and sound, and Winter Wuchen is temporarily at ease. He didn't answer Xia Hao's question and walked straight in the direction of the secret cave.

Although Dong Wuchen rarely stays in Tangting Mountain, he always pays attention to Xia Zhen's every move. More than ten years ago, Chun Li inadvertently mentioned that Xia Zhen was very bold, but she was most afraid of thunder, and she cried incessantly during a thunderstorm, begging her sister to accompany her.

Winter Wuchen searched all over the fairy mountain, and finally found the legendary Jiarong grass in the Banshi Mountain, which is thousands of miles away from Tangting Mountain. The first time I picked this grass, I fell from the cliff several feet high, and my wrist was cut by the edges of the rock, and I still have a shallow scar.

He took Jiarong grass back to Tangting Mountain and instructed Chunli to give Xia Zhen a subdued during the thunderstorm, Xia Zhen was no longer as scared as before, and she was able to sleep peacefully on the night of the thunderstorm. Since then, he has regularly gone to Banshi Mountain to pick up Jiarong grass and handed it over to Chunli for safekeeping.

Xia Zhen didn't know any of this.

She followed closely behind Senior Brother Wuchen, and saw that Senior Brother was holding a net made of miscanthus in his hand, and there seemed to be two rays dancing and struggling in the net. Her stomach rumbled uncontrollably......

Xia Zhen took her eyes off the ray and looked at the grass beside the mountain road. With Senior Brother Wuchen by his side, he shouldn't have to worry about monster snakes or other beasts ambushing and attacking.

Suddenly, the figure of a white wolf swept in front of Xia Hao's eyes......