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The land of southern Xinjiang.

The autumn dew is crystal clear, the plants and trees are colorful, the forests are dyed, the breeze is light, and the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant.

A girl in white sat cross-legged in front of a cave on the mountainside, inhaling and exhaling, gathering the essence of heaven and earth. For a long time, there was a slight clear light around her body, and the clear light above her head was like a sword, pointing straight to the sky.

This phenomenon appeared for about an hour, and it attracted many mountain elves: butterflies fluttering outside the blue light around the girl's body, elk and birds watched the changes, and tigers, leopards, jackals sat on their knees, and it turned out to be a peaceful atmosphere.

After another two hours, the morning sun climbed up the hillside, and it happened that the sunlight was sprinkled on the girl, and the original clear light was instantly dyed with colorful colors, which was very beautiful.

At this time, in the depths of the mountain less than five miles away from the cave where the girl was, a young man in cloth with a medicine basket on his back, Xia Chen, was looking for medicinal herbs in the dense forest.

The medicine basket behind him was already filled with all kinds of herbs, and there was half a basket, but it was still missing!

For this medicine, Xia Chen has been busy for half a year, and now that half a year has passed, Xia Chen's grandfather who has a strange disease has neither improved nor deteriorated.

Today is August 15, Xia Chen said goodbye to his grandfather before dawn, and walked to the deep mountains where he met a white-haired old man that day. Half a year ago, an old man told Xia Chen about the prescription for treating his grandfather.

It is now the early morning of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the morning sun is shining, the valley is quiet, and the cool breeze is blowing.

Xia Chen mentioned the spirit of twelve, as long as it was a plant along the way, he didn't let go, but he didn't find that there were colorful herbs in the sun, and he was afraid of missing the herbs in the shade, so he carried a bronze mirror before going out to draw sunlight to refract, but it was still fruitless.

Seeing that two hours had passed, and it was approaching noon, Xia Chen's heart was also anxious.

Passing by a clear stream, he leaned over to wash his face, drank a few sips of stream water, leaned against a big tree to tidy up his things, and suddenly felt a heavy eyelid.

Finally, when he was looking up, his eyes caught a glimpse of the halfway waist of a mountain peak dozens of feet away.

It was full of colors, like divine light, but it was impossible to see what it was.

Xia Chen swallowed his saliva, swept away the haze, excitement filled his face, and he ran towards the mountainside with his legs.

The mountains are silent, and the autumn sun is not strong.

Xia Chen ran to the strange mountainside, but when he reached the foot of the mountain, he found that there was no path to go up the mountain.

After pacing back and forth for a while, his heart, which had regained some peace, began to be eager again.

If you have no path to go up the mountain, you will have to delay the search for medicine! If you delay the search for medicine, you will delay your grandfather's treatment!

No way!

Xia Chen stubbornly raised his head, and secretly made up his mind in his heart to go up to the mountainside before nightfall! In this way, even if the glowing thing on it was not the legendary "Immortal Tribulation Grass", there would still be some time for him to look elsewhere.

So Xia Chen tied the medicine basket behind him tightly, took out a firewood knife from the bamboo tube on his waist, found a place that was not too steep, and began to drive up the mountain.

Born in the mountains and grew up in the mountains, Xia Chen is familiar with opening the road in the mountains, and the firewood knife in his hand is slashing and chopping left, and the progress is not slow.

Due to the fact that the mountain shape is not beautiful, in many places, Xia Chen needs to take a detour to open the road, and by the time he is halfway through, it is already an hour later. Sweat was pouring down from his forehead, and his clothes were so wet that they stuck to his skin.

After a little more than an hour like this, Xia Chen split a vine and saw a stone platform in front of him that was larger than the thatched hut where he and his grandfather lived.

A little excited, Xia Chen inserted the firewood knife back into the bamboo tube around his waist, jumped up, and stepped onto the stone platform.

I'm sure this is the place I saw something strange just now, but the colorful light is now gone, and there is something strange there.

"Could it be because I was looking for medicine and was dazzled by the wrong thing?"

Xia Chen stood on the stone platform and looked around, unwillingly, he approached the mountain and found that this place was actually overgrown with lush creepers.

His brows frowned, and Xia Chen's eyes stared at the creeper.

Now in the Mid-Autumn Festival, the leaves of the creeper are not withered but green, contrary to nature, unless something makes it get a kind of divine power and change its original state, otherwise, it is impossible to be such a scene.

Xia Chen, who often listened to his grandfather tell some myths, expected that there was something extraordinary here, and there was no doubt that the colorful light he saw at the bottom of the mountain just now came from here.

Thinking of this, Xia Chen took his own steps and approached forward.

One step, two steps, three steps......

"Boom, boom, boom......" Xia Chen could clearly hear his heartbeat, and he saw that he was getting closer and closer to the creeper, but at this time, it changed in vain, and the creeper turned into an air sword!

When had Xia Chen seen such a strange thing, there was an air sword in his eyes, and he forgot to run for his life for a while, and he was stunned.

"Whoosh!"

The qi swords were like wild horses that had escaped from the reins, galloping towards Xia Chen.

Xia Chen's pupils changed from small to large, and he just woke up like a dream!

However, the distance is already close, how can he be allowed to escape?!

Before the steps at his feet could cause him to turn around, an air sword sank into his body.

It hurts like a cone!

An air sword still made his internal organs feel as if they had been split, not to mention the countless qi swords that had been seen with the naked eye one after another submerged into his body.

"Ho!"

Xia Chenhe had endured such a disaster, and after shouting, he suddenly felt a sweetness in his throat, and a stream of blood spit out of his mouth.

The color of blood is diffuse.

Xia Chen was pierced by an air sword, and his body was pushed back uncontrollably, but this push was falling towards the foot of the mountain!

The sun in the sky warmly, shining on Xia Chen's already pale face.

The mountain wind hunted and swept through his body, like a knife.

The sky was spinning, and Xia Chen's eyelids were overwhelmed and slowly closed.

At this moment, let's die.

"Boom!"

Xia Chen fell heavily at the foot of the mountain and smashed out a pit, and in the pit, the flesh and blood were blurred......

"Ahh

At this moment, Xia Chen's eyes suddenly opened, his mouth panting, and he stared blankly at the branches and leaves above his head and the speckled sunlight.

It turned out to be a nightmare!

Patting his face and wiping a handful of sweat from his forehead, Xia Chen's spirit cleared up a little, and a carp straightened up, and he stood up.

A clear stream passed by.

It turned out that after washing his face and drinking water just now, he rested under the big tree by the stream, but he didn't want to have heavy eyelids, so he fell asleep, and at the end he had a nightmare.

Patting his heart with palpitations, Xia Chen glanced at the sun and the shadows of the trees, and found that the sun was only a little offset, and immediately judged that the sleep time was not long, and it was less than half an hour.

I glanced around, but I didn't find the big stone platform that glowed with colorful light in my dream.

Lying on the side of the stream, Xia Chen plunged into the stream, and as soon as the cool stream water came into contact with his skin, his spirit was vibrant. After a while, he raised his head in satisfaction, shook off the water, carried back the medicine basket, took the bronze mirror, and continued to search for medicine.

After the nightmare just now, Xia Chen's mind diverged, and while looking for medicine, he wondered if the dream meant anything.

Time flies like water. As soon as the sun sets, the moon rises, and night falls. In the evening, the deep mountains are even cooler, and the mist is elegant, lingering around the mountains.

Looking up through the gap, on the sky dome, the full moon is like a disk, but because it has not yet completely set into night, the moonlight is a little light.

At this time, Xia Chen's brows were furrowed, and his left hand, which was not holding the bronze mirror, was clenched into a fist from time to time.

There are still more than three hours, and August 15 will pass. Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and he is not at home and grandpa enjoys the moon and tastes tea and mooncakes, which actually provokes his homesickness. But as soon as he thought that his grandfather's illness needed to be treated urgently, he suppressed this emotion, and if it rose again, he would suppress it again.

Although a lot of time has passed, due to the many mountains and plants, Xia Chen's range of medicine search is less than five miles. Without me, he quickened his pace and went deeper.

In order not to affect the light, Xia Chen didn't even take a torch, and groped with the moonlight that was not yet bright.

After another hour like this, Xia Chen searched and searched, but his body suddenly paused, he looked down and saw that my good man had come to the edge of a cliff! If it hadn't been for a vine that had dried one of his feet, I am afraid he would have fallen off the cliff just now.

Breaking out in a cold sweat, Xia Chen swallowed his saliva, hurriedly withdrew his feet, and took two steps back.