Xiang Zhuang raised his head and looked at the top of the mountain, only to see the lush vegetation and the mountain flowers. Yunfeng looms in the smoke, even more majestic and precipitous, mysterious and beautiful, high and arrogant! Xiang Zhuang couldn't help but secretly sigh in his heart that this place is worthy of a veritable sacred mountain, although there are many dangers, but there seems to be divine help in the underworld, every time the danger is turned into a disaster, so that Xiang Zhuang has the courage to continue to move forward.

Looking at the delicate flowers in the middle of the mountain, blooming so brightly, the distance from Xiang Zhuang seems to be closer at this moment, feeling close at hand but far away from the cliff, Xiang Zhuang looked at those flowers stupidly, those flowers somehow became Hu Ling'er's appearance, I felt that Hu Ling'er was looking at him, facing him in Yingying's coquettish smile, Xiang Zhuang involuntarily walked towards Hu Ling'er, felt that the footsteps became brisk, and the mountain road under his feet was not so tortuous！

Seeing that he was getting closer and closer to Hu Ling'er, the face that was captivating the city and the country suddenly disappeared, and it became the delicate flowers again, Xiang Zhuang came back to his senses, and sure enough, it was still those flowers, could it be that he was dazzled just now, or he was hallucinating, Xiang Zhuang's heart began to pound again, and he blushed unconsciously, he was really ashamed!

Xiang Zhuang quickly calmed himself down, and looked at the flowers again, finally only a few steps away from him, so close, those flowers actually bloomed on the grass, it turned out that the grass can also bloom, and Xiang Zhuang felt that it must be precious flowers, if these flowers can be given to Hu Ling'er, she will definitely like it when she sees it, and her heart is also happy. Xiang Zhuang happily walked towards a flower on the edge of the cliff, eager to pick the flower immediately.

Suddenly there was a long roar, and a behemoth in front of him swooped towards him, Xiang Zhuang fell to the ground in fright, hurriedly saw that it was a fierce tiger, and at the same time pulled out a short sword and stabbed at the tiger, only to hear the crotch The sword was split in half by the tiger, and his hand was numb, Xiang Zhuang held the remaining half of the truncated sword, and his heart trembled, and he retreated back again and again.

Fortunately, there is a boulder, Xiang Zhuang hurriedly hid behind, the tiger jumped to the boulder, the fierce eyes are staring at Xiang Zhuang, the word "Wang" on the head is so arrogant at the moment, even the tiger's tail is upturned, Xiang Zhuang is desperately waving the broken sword, while retreating along the boulder, unconsciously retreating to the edge of the cliff.

Xiang Zhuang glanced back, there was an abyss below, and there was a tiger in front of him, thinking that there was no way to retreat now, either the tiger died or I died, he shouted violently, tried his best to stab the short sword to the tiger, and ran desperately down the mountain, the tiger dodged the short sword, and pounced on Xiang Zhuang!

At this moment of great urgency, a gust of wind blew, and I saw Hu Ling'er dressed in white fluttering, waving a folding fan in his hand and dancing, and a string of sharp blades from the folding fan stabbed straight at the tiger, and the tiger instantly turned into a cat and fled!

Xiang Zhuang looked at the scene in front of him dumbfounded, his handsome face was full of gratitude and infinite doubts, the sword eyebrows were also tightened, and he looked at Hu Ling'er fixedly, dressed in white, floating out of the dust, like a celestial man, a pair of beautiful eyes were smiling at him.

Xiang Zhuang stepped forward and bowed deeply: "Miss Hu's life-saving grace is unforgettable. ”

"Xiang Gongzi doesn't have to be polite, people who learn art should be like this. Hu Linger replied gently

"It turns out that Miss Hu is so powerful, and she admires her in the next good life, and she is really ashamed. Xiang Zhuang said ashamedly.

"Xiang Gongzi doesn't have to be humble, looking at your extraordinary bearing, there may be great edification in the future. Hu Linger replied modestly.

"I don't know if Miss Hu likes strange flowers and plants, I see that there is a flower on this mountain that is particularly beautiful, and it is a flower on the grass, or the first time I saw it in my life, it is better to pick it up and give it to the girl, Miss Hu, you see, it is on the edge of the cliff. Xiang Zhuang said excitedly.

Hu Linger took the opportunity to look over, it turned out to be Bhutan grass, of course she likes Bhutan, people can live a long life if they eat it, and demons can greatly increase their strength if they eat it, but they didn't know it was here, and they didn't feel happy.

"Then thank you Xiang Gongzi for his kindness, the little woman is welcome. Hu Linger replied happily.

Xiang Zhuang walked quickly to the Bhutanese grass on the edge of the cliff, and finally walked in front of the delicate Bhutan, the flower was so beautiful, Xiang Zhuang couldn't bear to pick it off, and wanted Miss Hu to pick it if she liked it.

Xiang Zhuang slowly squatted down, looked down again, the abyss, was a little dizzy with fright, didn't dare to look at it anymore, stretched out his hand a little tremblingly, and carefully picked the Bhutanese grass.

"Bold mortal, dare to come and pick this fairy grass, don't stop it quickly!" A violent shout was accompanied by a strong wind, pushing Xiang Zhuang to the flat ground a few meters away.

A Taoist priest wearing a purple scarf and a white robe floated in the strong wind. I saw him with a crane on his back and a turtle on his back, his phoenix eyebrows were sparse, his face was ruddy, his demeanor was elegant, he was holding a floating dust in his hand, he was carrying a sword, and a pair of bright eyes looked at the two people in front of him.

Xiang Zhuang was shocked, and said to the Taoist priest in fear: "I don't know that this is immortal grass, how offensive, and I hope that the immortal will forgive the sin!"

"I don't know the name of the Immortal Dao, this Bhutanese grass still hopes that the Immortal Dao will give it to us," Hu Ling'er said softly.

"Yang Zhenren, a Taoist priest who does not offer a mountain, practices here all the year round to take care of strange flowers and beasts, this grass is a hundred years old, how can it be easily given to people, it must be obtained by someone who is destined!" Yang Zhenren said in a firm tone.

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"How does Yang Zhenren know if we are destined, Zhuang Gongzi, you go pick it again!" Hu Ling'er said.

Xiang Zhuang looked at Yang Zhenren a little embarrassed, then looked at Hu Ling'er, then looked at the fairy grass, and plucked up the courage to say: "Then let me pick and take a look." ”

Carefully walked to the fairy grass again, finally walked in front of him, just reached out to pick it, and another gust of wind rose, blowing the flower swaying from side to side, no matter how to catch it, every time I grabbed a vacancy, so anxious that Xiang Zhuang kept scratching.

That Yang Zhenren looked up to the sky and laughed, Hu Ling'er knew that Yang Zhenren was making trouble, and immediately used his magic power to help Xiang Zhuang, that Yang Zhenren also secretly made a force, for a time the wind was fierce, the leaves were flying, the sand was flying and the stones were flying, and the rustling sound was endless, that Xiang Zhuang only felt that he was unstable on his feet, and he felt that a spiritual power hit the whole body, and his hand was extremely fast, and he suddenly grabbed the fairy grass, and instantly picked it in his hand, and suddenly lost his spiritual power, and sat on the ground, holding the fairy grass tightly in his hand.

When Yang Zhenren saw that Xiang Zhuang had picked the fairy grass, he also stopped his luck, raised the floating dust, and said with words in his mouth: "The will of heaven is like this, the will of heaven is difficult to violate, I am afraid that the world will change greatly." ”

Xiang Zhuang looked at Yang Zhenren blankly, I just picked a fairy grass, will the world change a lot, holding the fairy grass tightly in his hand.

"Since it is providential, we get the fairy grass and say goodbye. Hu Linger said coquettishly.

"You can go, but he can't. As he spoke, he looked at Xiang Zhuang.