It is said that the recommendation of the news position will rise by dozens of collections every day, but why haven't I seen it rise?

Yang Jueyuan returned to the cave with the miscellaneous hair, and saw that the old fox was still lying on the stone bed, and the grass under him was covered with miscellaneous hair, but it would not catch a cold, but Tie Qing's face was really worrying.

When they woke up at the dungeon, it was already the next day, and it took a long time to find the entrance again, and it turned out that they had been sent to the other side of the hill by the old man.

By the time he found the old fox, he was dying, his life hanging by a thread.

Fortunately, the three of them prepared some emergency herbs before, so that they could save a life, but they were indeed often unconscious, and their waking time was only one-twelfth of a tenth, and the two demons were anxious.

Since he already knew that he needed red vine flowers to completely cure the old fox, then without further ado, Yang Jueyuan immediately cleaned up and headed for Jicang Mountain, the largest mountain here.

said that it was prepared, but in fact, it was just a small basket, which should be called a bag more appropriately, because Yang Jueyuan made it with wild grass, and there was no basket or blue appearance at all.

Jicang Mountain is one hundred and twenty miles away from here, even if Yang Jueyuan has reached the peak of Qiling, it took half a day to run all the way.

At this time, it is already the red sun in the west, the twilight is coming, but the Jicang Mountain in the distance is like a god standing in the clouds, the afterglow of the sunset is sprinkled, reflecting half of the sky, and also dyeing the clouds between the mountains.

Although the mountains in early spring are not colorful, they are also full of vitality, and the green of the mountains seems to put on a green coat for the gods who stand on the top of the sky, making the arrogant Jicang Mountain a little more angry in the world.

Yang Jueyuan tied the small basket behind him, looked at the sea of clouds on the mountainside, and smacked his lips, "It's really like a fairy mountain, although it is a little less heavy than that Mount Tai, Mount Emei, and Wudang Mountain, but it has a lot more agility, if it is placed in that world, I don't know if I can squeeze it in during the seven-day long vacation?"

Shaking his head and smiling, but there was a bit of sadness in his smile, "If you can't squeeze in, you won't go up the mountain, and it seems good to stay at home with the two old people." ”

A little bit of hot tears, slowly flowing, wet eyes, hurt heart.

Somehow, for no reason, he thought of two old people, two old people who were in their twilight years, but still repairing bicycles and sweeping the streets, his father and mother.

pursed his lips, looked up at the sea of clouds and red glow, his tears converged, and his face was firm, "I must go back, I must ......"

For the first time since he came to this world, he swore in his heart that he must return to the original world, and he must return to the two old men, not for anything else, but he didn't want to watch the second old man spend the rest of his life alone.

The uninhibited youth broke the old man's heart, and then the depression pushed the second old man to poverty, and when he reached middle age, he had just improved, and he wanted to share his success and joy with them, but he came here.

The sunset was completely covered by Jicang Mountain, and the ink-like sky slowly covered the entire sky.

A few wisps of breeze stirred the grass and vines, and the insects chirped a few times, stirring up annoying thoughts.

Yang Jueyuan was lying on the grass, looking up at the starry sky, the light of the stars flickering, like human eyes, parents, friends, and beloved, hated. Straggy hairy. The old fox's, the white rhino's..................

In the early morning of the next day, the sun is rising, the sun is pouring, and Jicang Mountain is like gold plating, revealing solemnity and more heaviness.

Yang Jueyuan got up early, and at this time, he was halfway up the mountain.

Leaving aside yesterday's worries, reflecting the morning sun, carrying a small basket, climbing towards the mountain step by step.

He didn't take the mountain road, because this is where the Jicang Mountain sect is located, and it is definitely impossible to go up the mountain by walking the mountain road, let alone find the red vine flower, this flower should grow slightly on the mountainside according to the old fox when he was sober, because the clouds there are dense and the humidity is very large, which is very suitable for the growth of the red vine flower, but the top of the mountain is too cold, and it is covered by snow for half of the year, and it cannot survive at all.

At this time, even on the mountainside, Yang Jueyuan found a flat stone and sat down, first, to rest and recover his strength, and second, to observe around to see if there was anything nearby.

After looking back and forth for a while, but he didn't find it, he smiled a little self-deprecatingly, "If it is so easy to find, the old fox will not say that this flower grows no more than ten plants a year, so rare, it must be extremely precious, where will it be easy to be found." ”

"Huh?" was about to get up and go elsewhere, but suddenly he was attracted by a touch of red.

Yang Jueyuan slowly walked to the front, squatted down, picked up the weeds next to him, and looked at it carefully.

A small seedling, even a little weak, the slender stem body is blood-red, and even a few blood vessels can be seen in the middle, and what is even more amazing is his stem crown, the same blood-red, but like a droplet, like a big blood bead about to drip, the stem body is slightly bent down.

The grass is blood-colored but there is no bloody smell, but it exudes bursts of fragrance, and the people who smell it are relaxed and very comfortable.

"Baby, this is a rare treasure, even more valuable than ginseng, deer antler velvet, and reishi. Yang Jueyuan made a positive judgment at the moment.

It's not that he only has money in his heart, but he doesn't understand the pharmacological effects of various herbs at all, in his previous life, he only knew that the ginseng and Ganoderma lucidum sold in the market are valuable products, and they are said to have great tonic effects, but he has never eaten them, let alone understand the reason, and now he sees this blood grass, the color and appearance are better than ginseng, and he has never seen it, so he immediately decided that this thing is a treasure.

It's a treasure, and it's going to be taken away, these are the words he told himself after arriving in this magical world, but he has never encountered it, and now, this blood grass in front of him has become the first thing he identifies as a treasure.

Gently brushing away the weeds around him, he took a deep breath, and slowly removed the soil that surrounded his roots between the two fingers of the thick tiger claw, a little, very slowly, very carefully, and he even thought that this was the most careful time in his life.

There was a faint sound of "snort", and the blood-red grass was uprooted by him.

Raising his hand gently, reflecting the morning light, looking at the blood-like blood grass that was red, Yang Jueyuan swallowed his saliva, and sighed in his heart that his fate was good.

"Where did the monster come from, and dare to come to me to Jicang Mountain to spread wild?" a pause suddenly sounded, but the voice was crisp, like a child.

Yang Jueyuan was startled, and hurriedly hid the blood grass behind him and followed the prestige.

The green-robed Taoist boy, carrying a bamboo basket on his back, stood on a mountain road not far away, with an angry face.

"Hehe! It turned out to be a child!" Yang Jueyuan shook his head and chuckled, raised his hand to wipe the sweat on his forehead, and secretly scolded himself for being too calm enough to be scared by a young child.

Then he carefully put the blood grass in the small basket, and then said to Dao Tong with a smile: "The little Taoist master misunderstood! I just came to pick a few herbs, and I left after picking, and I have no other meaning, not to mention that there are countless capable people in your sect, how dare I come here to spread wild things?"

Dao Tong was greatly impressed by this, nodded, and said crisply: "You monster is right, but this is Jicang Mountain, not a place where anyone wants to come, this is the rule, and the rule must be followed." ”

"Yes! What the little Taoist chief said is that he will leave immediately after picking the herbs in Xia, and he will never come back in the future. Yang Jueyuan hurriedly said yes, smiling at each other, in order to quickly send this little guy away, so that he could go to collect medicine, otherwise it would be difficult to do it in case an older one came.