Qiu'er was a little sad and walked out of Qin Xiaotian's room, and was going out to the door, when the boy greeted her, "Senior sister, you have been sullen for the past few days, it must be for the sake of senior brother." Qiu'er smiled, "I was about to look for you, please take care of Senior Brother." Tong Nan readily agreed, is the senior sister going to go far away?

"Yes. "Senior sister doesn't know when I'll come back from a long trip this time, so I have to ask you to take care of your senior brother Qin. With that, Qiu'er went back to her room. She packed up her belongings and walked out of the Immortal Cave. When she came out of the door, she couldn't help but look back a few times, and her heart was crossed, and she walked down the mountain.

As she walked, she wondered, where was the highest peak at the southern end? If she guessed correctly, the highest peak at the southern end of the southern end was Juxian Mountain, which was located at the southern end of the O'Mali Empire. Qiu'er once heard the master say: "Legend has it that there is an old man who was lonely and depressed because of the unsmooth road of cultivating immortals, in order to vent his deep depression, he tried to climb up, he climbed and climbed, when he was tired, he sat on the side of the road to rest, and when he was thirsty, he took out the kettle he carried with him, the kettle contained the spring water filled from the bottom of the mountain, sweet and delicious, and when he was hungry, he relied on the steamed buns, wild fruits and other items in the storage bag to satisfy his hunger." I walked day after day, but I don't know how long, until the boots on my feet were tattered, my face was full of dirt, and the robes on my body had made countless holes in the thorns, and finally I climbed to the highest point of this mountain, and when I looked back at the scenery below, I found that I could not turn back. ”

The old man sat on the high place of the mountain exhausted, almost unsteady, and simply lay down on a boulder, the boulder was cold without any temperature, as if there was no sunlight shining on it, everything he touched was so cold, it was almost impossible to see the weak animals surviving here, not even an ant that was not easy to find. The old man thought that it had been a month since the day he set off, and that he had eaten up all the dry food and spring water and other items on his body, and he was secretly anxious in his heart, "Now that I can't walk, what should I do?" Looking at the winding mountain trails under the mountain, criss-crossing and criss-crossing, the old man thought: "Even if you have all the energy, I am afraid that you will not be able to walk this long mountain trail that seems to have no end." "What's more, there is no food to feed the hunger, and they will starve to death on this mountain.

When the old man was exhausted, he suddenly felt that there was a faint sound of singing, which seemed to be euphemistic and moving, and seemed to be miserable and sad, but he didn't know that there was still singing at this peak, he tried to open his eyes and look at the endless sky, and at first he saw nothing, and he wondered in his heart, and wanted to continue to recuperate and wait for work. When he looked down slightly, he found a monk sitting on a strange peak and strange rock not far from him, holding a wine bottle, and he was drinking and looking at the old man who had lost his soul.

The old man's heart moved slightly, "Brother Tai, can you please save my life?" The monk smiled, "Why should I save you?" I have wine here, do you want to take a sip?" The old man was so tired that he was trying to fill his stomach with something, but he didn't feel his addiction to alcohol, "You just have to give me a drink, and I will repay you in the future." ”

"How do you repay it? "By the way, you're a bad old man, I don't like it?" the monk slammed the wine over with such a boring teasing. From then on, they became friends, often drinking and chatting on the top of the mountain, and then, under the guidance of the monk, the old man began to practice the immortal path smoothly.

Qiu'er walked all the way, and she was deeply immersed in this legend, and there was a sense of dream-like land. In this way, Juxian Mountain is far away from the road of Changsheng Cave, and it is not easy to climb Juxian Mountain. What's more, the road is dangerous, and if you don't get it right, you will lose your life.

She is also the top master of the fifth stage of the True Qi of the Bathing Sect, she will not be so embarrassed as the old man of Juxian Mountain in the legend, she can use the fairy scattering flower flying technique to safely reach the Juxian Mountain at the southern end. But he was worried, and even the specific location of Juxian Mountain at the southern end could not be known, how to perform this technique. Performing this technique is not just a sentence, it is often supported by internal force cultivation, because it is an extremely physical and true qi thing. If it happens, it will cause serious damage to the vitality.

After a day of walking, under the scorching heat of the sun, Qiu'er was sweating profusely, and there were grains of salt on her cheeks, and the sweat inadvertently flowed into her mouth, giving her a salty feeling. She looked at the rolling mountains in front of her, and she felt a little frightened in her heart, and she remembered what the old man said to her, "At the highest peak at the southern end, you can find the Divine Soul Pill herbs. But she hesitated, worried that she wouldn't find it. So she sat down cross-legged, her eyes closed, and she prayed silently in her heart. In a moment, a few pink peach blossoms floated in the pale blue sky, and she couldn't help but look up a few times, and a few smiles appeared on the corners of her mouth, "Dear family, you must bless me to find Juxian Mountain." Immediately afterwards, there were more and more peach blossoms in the sky, more and more vivid, falling elegantly in front of Qiu'er's eyes, and then gathered into a small flower basket.

Without hesitation, she stepped into the basket and sat elegantly on it. Before her eyes, like dazzling stars, dazzled her, her eyes closed in comfort, and a gentle breeze swept by her ears, lifting her long flowing black hair, and sometimes brushing the tips of her bright eyes with her slender hands.

I feel that the basket of flowers is rising higher and faster, and at the same time, I feel the heat of the sun. After a while, she opened her eyes and searched for the mountain peaks that appeared in front of her, she was afraid that she would miss the way to Juxian Mountain. She flew over one mountain after another, but the peaks in front of her were not like what the old man had described, and she couldn't help but hesitate for a while, "Isn't it here?" If not, where did the highest peak appear.

The sky is full of pink peach blossoms flying in the sky, and the world she is in is a romantic world full of countless flowers, and she is the only one in it, enjoying this sweet warmth. At this moment, it is as if she is a beautiful bride in the midst of flowers, accepting the most beautiful moment of her life.

In an instant, her hallucinations gradually awakened, and there was an unstoppable pain, and she muttered, "The highest peak at the southern end, where are you?" My Xiaotian brother was still waiting for me, and I couldn't go back and face him empty-handed.

Because, I am afraid of his eyes, afraid of his impetuousness and restlessness, afraid that his silence is a merciless harm to me. Qiu'er was tormented and troubled by fantasies like this, although there was some pain, but when she thought of Qin Xiaotian with a handsome face, unconsciously, all the troubles and pains were reduced again.

Suddenly, in the misty mountain range, a towering mountain peak appeared, she was almost jumping, it must be the highest peak - Juxian Mountain.

There must be the herb she is looking for to develop into the Divine Soul Pill Immortal Elixir, I must find it and bring it back to cure my Xiaotian brother.

Qiu'er finally stopped halfway up the waist of Juxian Mountain, jumped off the flower basket, and after standing firmly, she pointed with her finger casually, and the petals in front of her quietly receded. She looked up at the faded petals gratefully, and felt a sense of regretful melancholy, so she climbed step by step to the highest point of Juxian Mountain. (To be continued.) )