Tiansheng 15 years

The flying stream went straight down three thousand feet, and it was suspected that the Milky Way fell nine days.Passing through the Cangshan Mountains and cliffs on both banks, and walking through a narrow valley, what greeted him and the two tribal women was a waterfall as high as a thousand feet.Looking down along the waterfall, you can see the deep Taitan Pool. The water falls into the pool, splashing white waves like waves and colorful rainbows.

A man-made stone step along the mountain extends from the platform of the canyon to the mountain wall next to the waterfall. The red lines on it stretch like a golden dragon falling from the sky, and like the roots of a sacred tree.

He squinted and saw that it was drawn by skillful hands along the lines of the mountain wall. He thought it might be their totem, or it might be their belief.

"What is painted on the mountain wall?"

The tribal girl wearing a garland replied: "Jianmu's roots." They saw that he was beautiful and outstanding, so they answered all his questions, and when they saw him ask questions, they answered them very simply and neatly.

Jianmu, the legendary sacred tree that communicates with the gods of heaven, earth and man, together with Eastern Fusang, Western Ruomu, and Northern Xunmu, are collectively called the Four Great Sacred Trees, also known as the Four Pillars.

The four great sacred trees have not been found even today, only some ancient tribes or families have some rumors of the Arabian Nights.He has read one or two lines of records in some ancient books and knows that it can communicate with heaven, earth, humans and gods, but no one knows exactly how to communicate.

The legend of Jianmu is in the [-] deep mountains of the Southern Continent, but the legend is a legend after all. So far, the Jianmu sacred tree has only been heard of legends, but no one has ever seen it.Although the tribes in the Southern Continent worship the sacred tree, what they enshrine is often a rare branch or pattern. No tribe has ever dared to say that they have seen the Jianmu sacred tree.

Born among the heaven and the earth, the height is hundreds of feet, and the gods are destined to go to the sky.This is the legendary sacred tree, and it is also a sacred tree that has only been rumored and no one has seen it.

Although he was surprised to see the tribes worshiping the Jianmu Sacred Tree here, he took it for granted. After all, this is the Southern Continent, the Southern Continent with the most and most mysterious tribes in the entire human world. It should not be surprising that it has anything.

All the way up the stone steps, he saw moss paved the ground, and each stone railing had a sharp six-petal snowflake imprint, judging from the imprint, it was definitely branded with a soldering iron.

He gently stroked the red lines painted on the mountain wall with his fingertips, and the touch was rough and warm. He speculated that it was made of cinnabar and red warm jade powder.

This color lasts for a long time and will not fade through the ages. It is the best color and the most expensive color for painting murals.It is said that the Shanzu tribe is xenophobic, and he thought this branch was too, but as soon as he confirmed the paint on the mountain wall, he eliminated the xenophobic talk.

Red warm jade is produced on Mount Hongyi, a small seaside town in the Eastern Continent. Although the output is large, its price has increased by more than a hundred times in the Southern Continent across a continent.The price of a catty in the Eastern Continent is more than one tael to less than two taels, but after arriving in the Southern Continent, it becomes hundreds of thousands of taels of silver per catty.Although the price is expensive, the powder made from red warm jade can keep the paintings outside for a long time, so it is worth the price.

He once did a sale of red warm jade, selling it from one state to another, earning a considerable price difference.

Life is hard, survival is not easy.Even in order not to starve, he can only put down his face and do some activities that he despised in the past to make ends meet.There are four kinds of cheating and abducting, he can't do abducting, but he can still cheat and cheat, no matter how rich the landlord is.

His plain hands brushed against the mountain wall, bringing up some dust to stick to his hands. He resisted the thought of wiping his hands and let the dust stay on his plain fingertips. At the same time, he always reminded him that the past is not as good as the present, and he should change the gentle son he used to be. style.

All the way up, although the stone steps are not steep, but because of the waterfall, the water vapor infiltrates the moss under the feet, which is as slippery as cold winter ice.He is a cultivator, so he can walk steadily like walking on flat ground, but the two tribal women behind him are also stable, which makes him further confirm the rumors about the tribe.

With the secret technique in hand, one can freely live in seclusion in the mountains without worrying about one's own safety. By the way, one can also hold in the palm of one's hand the outsiders who accidentally enter by mistake, and control their life, death, marriage and other rights that violate human relations.

This is very cruel. If you don’t have the strength to resist yourself, then don’t blame others for treating you as a victim.Just like him in the past, he has a beautiful face but can't protect himself. He can only rely on the breath of others, analyze other people's minds, and meet his own needs in disguise.

Those days were another huge blow to him who was proud and arrogant. As time went by, he chose stability, obedience, and a path that could not turn back and be alone for half his life.

To this day, if you ask him if he doesn't regret it, he can't say he regrets it, because he never thinks that his original choice was wrong.Under the circumstances at that time, it was better to choose someone who loved oneself desperately than to continue wandering around.Although that person no longer loves him later, and the promise has been completely forgotten, he still gives him the protection that should be given.

However, you are still going to die!Thinking of this, he smiled coldly, supported the mountain wall and walked onto a platform along the mountain road over the water, stepping into a dark hole behind the waterfall.

In the darkness, his eyes had a slight golden-red light, and he himself could not see the invisible power flowing out of those eyes, but the little things living in the darkness could see clearly, afraid of the majesty of the blood, they could not Dare to leave, they can only shrink in place and shake like chaff.

The two tribal women who were five steps behind him could see clearly in the dark. They could clearly see their little guard trembling but didn't dare to run away. After looking at each other in surprise, they turned These abnormalities were remembered in my heart, and I was going to report them to the patriarch and Wu Zhu to let them know.

Are they afraid of him?Puzzled in their hearts, they didn't say anything, but silently followed behind him, subconsciously lowering their own breathing.

This is something incredible to catch.The two of them thought uncertainly, and there was inevitably a worried expression on their faces.

The dark cave is not long, but it will end in half a quarter of an hour.Ahead, the light suddenly appeared, and the green and vibrant spring scenery and green bamboo came into view.And turning around this piece of green bamboo forest is a landscape building that is different from that on the southern continent.

On the second floor of the bamboo stilted building, the fiery red azaleas planted by the house are fighting against the wind, and the green and black cobblestones are paved on the ground.The women who come and go comb their long hair like dark clouds into a long braid. They hang their braids on their chests or behind them. Under the braids, there are ropes made of bells, and small flowers or red mountain peaks are pinned to their temples. Wander around.She was wearing a red double-breasted jacket on her upper body, and a colorful pleated skirt on her lower body. The skirt just reached her knees, revealing her snow-white calves and slender ankles, and her feet were wearing clogs.

Dark clouds and beautiful hair, colorful clothes, delicate and snowy skin, and light blue eyes that are affectionate even without smiling.Different from the gentleness and beauty of most women in the Southern Continent, they are like young saplings in the mountains and forests, exuding vigorous natural vitality from the inside out.

He was looking at them, and they were also secretly looking at him.

The white clothes embroidered with gold silk are fresh and clean, and his figure is perfect. Coupled with his face, the whole person is like a god descending into the world, with a posture that makes all things kneel down.

With a sigh in his heart, he took out an ebony embossed gold-painted fan from the Qiankun bag at his waist, and then spread the fan, covering most of his face, only revealing a pair of phoenix eyes that were born with a sense of laziness.

The two tribal girls standing behind him looked at each other, smiled helplessly, and said silently: "Look, someone is with you, we don't want to lose face."

They will be punished if they are reported to Wu Zhu about something that a man was dumbfounded about.Now, it's not just them who are stupefied, there are many people. The so-called law does not punish the public. Even if Wu Zhu heard about their dereliction of duty, he would not punish them.

People look at the clothes and horses look at the saddle, even if they don't mention it, he knows where he should go.

Walking along the indigo-colored cobblestones, a tall and majestic building completely made of square red stone bricks is completely displayed in front of his eyes. The two-story stilted buildings along the way can be compared with the buildings in front of him. It is small and exquisite.

The red mountain stones are polished into flat and smooth stone bricks, and the ordinary mortar is replaced by glutinous rice mixed with egg white. Although it is more expensive, it is extremely firm and tough.

Holding a fan to cover his face, he walked up the steps step by step, stopped at the end of the steps, and scanned the huge platform and the people standing, sitting or kneeling on the platform with his eyes.

One of the three people at the top is a petite girl, with braids of long hair placed on her chest, wearing a gold and silver wreath on her head, each flower on the wreath is decorated with round pearls, hanging down at a distance of one finger Fine pearl tassels.She was wearing a goose-yellow double-breasted jacket, and a colorful pleated skirt that hung down to her slender ankles. She stepped on the red stone bricks with a pair of delicate and delicate feet, making her skin as white as snow and as white as pear blossoms.

Although she is young, her appearance is comparable to all the girls on this platform.The eyebrows resemble willow tips, the small Qiong nose, the light blue eyes, and the reddish lips are combined together to complement each other. In addition, her complexion is snow-white. A woman of disaster level.

Next to her on the rattan stool was a mid-aged woman, her hair tied up with a gold and red brocade ribbon.She was dressed in a dark blue top, a dark black floor-length pleated skirt, and a pair of embroidered shoes embroidered with thousands of grasses and flowers.The embroidery patterns on it are intricate and intricate, with thousands of stitches and thousands of threads. One can tell at a glance that it is not from a tribe, but rather like the craftsmanship of a royal court embroiderer.

interesting!His thin lips hidden behind the fan slightly hooked, and a playful smile appeared on his face.

He looked again at the other sitting old woman.Her snow-white hair is tied up in a high bun, and her ears are pierced. She wears silver crowns, silver caps, collars, necklaces, bun hairpins, bracelets, rings, etc., all of which reveal her unique identity.

This old woman should be Wu Zhu in the tribe.He was a little lost in thought, when he heard a soft drink next to his ear.

"Who? What are you doing sneakily?" The voice was sweet and sweet, with a little childish sweetness.

"It's not good if you don't cover it up." He smiled lightly, closed his fan, and let his face be completely exposed in front of them.