23 Purple Mansion Natal Monument (Wood)

Hehe, I found that the brothers who read the book are really powerful, and every ups and downs of the plot can be clearly felt by the brothers.

However, Baili specifically explained here that the movement of the Purple Mansion was a little louder when it was born, but in fact, everyone changed their minds, no matter what the Purple Mansion looked like, its essence was just a "field". It's just that as a platform for "crops", this is also the core of this book, and it will never be boundless. Baili made a solemn guarantee that the crops were planted, and the strength of the protagonist of "Purple Mansion" grew little by little.

I hope you will continue to vote!

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It was surprised to find that a floating limestone island had appeared in this boundless gray mist void.

This floating island is made up of a large number of hard gray rocks. The ground of the island is undulating, exactly a mile in radius, and below the island are many abrupt and sharp rock forests.

There are only gray rocks on the island, bare and lifeless. Far beyond the island, there is still a palpitating endless gray mist and vast void.

It was overjoyed and immediately drifted towards the island. The feeling is like a sailor who has been floating in the endless sea for a long, long time, and suddenly encounters an island in the sea where he can rest, and he is ecstatic and rushes desperately to rush over.

It floated to the island, and when it stepped on the island, it suddenly had a very solid feeling in its heart, and it jumped happily on it, enjoying this comfort. It's like a home, and it no longer has to float around in the void like rootless duckweed.

In the center of the island stands a simple and old stone monument about one zhang high and three feet wide, which seems to have existed at the beginning of the island's formation, and it is integrated with the whole island. This stone tablet is surrounded by a circle of light, and the range reaches nearly and far away, like a large bubble of water droplets.

For some reason, this stele gives it a very safe feeling.

With a movement in its heart, it floated over, and easily plunged into the aperture bubble and saw what was on the stele.

I saw that there were rows of lines on the stone stele, like natural cracks, and it seemed to be like carved words, and its patterns were ancient and majestic, and the meaning of the words was difficult and remote. But the strange thing is that it actually understands the meaning of the words on it at a glance.

Looking down from top to right, I saw the inscription on the stele read:

Purple House・Honmei Genjin Monument (wood)

Mansion Master: Ye Qin

Prefecture: One mile in radius, perfect.

House name: wood

The five elements of the spiritual root of the house master: twenty gold, twenty wood, twenty water, twenty fire, and twenty earth.

The head of the house: the initial life of eighty-one years. Increase the longevity of zero years. It has been 15 years and 129 days of life. The remaining life is 65 years and 11 days in November.

Mansion Lord Fortune: Heavenly Machine

Mansion Master's Command: Robbery

It "stroked" the lines on the stone tablet, its heart shook, countless roars sounded in its mind, countless memories poured into its mind like a tide, and it finally remembered everything in the past.

Ye Qin!

Isn't it Ye Qin?

It was as if it was collecting medicine on a mountain peak, eating a gray egg from an eagle's nest, and then coming to this endless void. It's really weird, how did you end up in such a place?

What is this floating island called the Purple Mansion?

And how do you get out of here?

Could it be that I am dreaming, this dream is a little too long.

It was tired, thinking, and then a strong sleepiness struck it, and it fell into a deep sleep.

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Ye Qin felt very depressed! As if he was imprisoned by something, he couldn't breathe.

"Ah~!"

He couldn't hold it back, struggled desperately, and with all his strength, his right fist slammed forward, hitting a solid wall. With a click, the wall was punched into a fist-sized hole by his fist.

A fresh air with a cold wind outside, immediately poured in.

He breathed greedily.

"Suffocate me!"

Ye Qin struggled to break the thing that wrapped his body and crawled out.

At the top of the mountain, the sky was still pitch black.

The dim moonlight slightly illuminated the top of the mountain, and it was barely possible to see the surroundings clearly.

The situation around him made him stunned. Under the boulder, a human-shaped chrysalis large enough to accommodate a fifteen-year-old boy was made of dead grass, firewood, ashes, gravel and soil, which was very strange.

It was he who had broken a hole in the sturdy dead grass chrysalis and crawled out of it.

Are you wrapped up in this strange thing?

No wonder I was so depressed that it took a lot of effort to open it.

I seem to have had a bizarre dream just now, dreaming that I was in a strange void and a floating island.

Ye Qin sniffed his body, his shirt was stained with sticky mud and dry grass, and there was a strange smell of sweat all over his body. He tore off some of the dead grass that was sticking to the hair on his face, quickly pulled out a water bag from the large herb basket, and drenched it from head to toe, washing his face and body.

The cool water shook his little body, and he was completely frozen and awake, and he remembered everything that happened tonight very clearly.

First he ate eagle eggs, was poisoned by an unknown poison, and his stomach was like colic, and then he had a bizarre dream, endless void, gray fog, dangerous purple thunder, floating islands, and natal primordial god monuments, and he still remembered all the situations in the dream clearly, and then woke up and got out of the chrysalis.

Ye Qin touched his stomach, no matter what, at least the poison was no longer attacking, and his surname should be worry-free. As for the strange dream, he couldn't understand it, and he didn't think about it anymore. There's no need to make yourself uneasy for a dream.

It was still dark, and the wind was fierce on the cliffs.

Ye Qin got to the bottom of the boulder, re-laid the grass, shrunk his body, and fell asleep.

The next day, the sky was bright and the sun was rising.

Ye Qin looked at the pile of herbs in front of him with a sad face.

When I got up in the morning, I cleaned up the big herb basket, took out the herbs to dry, and found that the rare little green grass was missing.

I vaguely remember that when he had a stomachache last night, he seemed to grab a herb from the herb basket. But he didn't remember what herb he had taken from him. I guess I ate the little green grass before I detoxified it.

He couldn't help but secretly regret it.

That little green grass is estimated to be worth at least one silver leaf, which is worth three or four days of medicine collection.

Fortunately, the other herbs are fine.

Ye Qin carefully counted the prices of these herbs again, and found that it was worth about three or four silver leaves, which meant that he had completed three-fifths to four-fifths of the month's medicine collection tasks. It seems that this month should be able to complete the task of collecting medicine normally, and there will even be a little redundant. The rest of the time, he no longer had to risk his life to go to those treacherous places to collect medicine.

On this morning, he did not go to collect medicine. Instead, he found an open and flat rock on the top of the mountain, poured out all the medicinal herbs, and dried them in the sun. Most of these herbs have withered, they will not become moldy and spoiled when dried, they are easy to preserve, and the portions will be much lighter.

When drying and watching medicine, Ye Qin was not idle.

He sat down next to the shadow of a stone, took out from his bosom the thin book of the mental formula "Sit and Forget the Sutra" that he had obtained from the medicine collection hall as early as the time of the medicine picking boy, and read it with relish. Ye Qin was already accustomed to reading the mantra once a day before meditating and cultivating.