I live in Beihai Jun Nanhai [Rebirth]

Everyone got out of the car one after another, and a team of officers and soldiers brought by Ulanda lifted the oil barrels from the car. Looking at the surrounding situation, they knew that the next journey must be difficult.

At this time, the light rain did not stop, Ji Qinglin looked up, the top of the mountain in front of him went straight into the clouds, and even the mountainside could not be seen clearly in the hazy rain and fog, and it was impossible to estimate its height from the foot of the mountain.

Looking at the foot of the mountain in front of me, there is a circle of tangled tree roots except for weeds, and I can't even find a mountain road that can barely be called a trail.

Ji Qinglin couldn't help thinking, it's no wonder why dragon's blood has been so rare in medicine shops for thousands of years, probably not only because of the limited output of dragon's blood trees, but also because Nanshan itself is high and rugged, and it takes time and effort to go up and down. , Maybe you will encounter unknown dangers.

Several coachmen were ordered by Ulanda to stay behind at the foot of the mountain. At this time, they all took off their coir raincoats and bamboo hats and got into the car.

Ulanda gathered more than a dozen officers and soldiers to line up and ordered them to take turns carrying the two barrels of kerosene on the way up the mountain to avoid exhaustion.

Ji Qinglin looked at the dwindling rain, then at the dense canopy in front of him, poked Xie Wuyi, who was standing beside him with an umbrella, with his elbow, and said, "I think the rain is about to stop, and the trees on the mountain are verdant. , I think the canopy of the tree is enough to cover the rain, so I don’t need to bring this umbrella? It’s hard to hold it all the way.”

Xie Wuyi thought for a while, nodded slightly, put away the umbrella and put it back in the car, but when he turned around, he had a bamboo hat in his hand.

Walking in front of Ji Qinglin, he raised his hand and put the bamboo hat on top of Ji Qinglin's head, and pulled the ropes hanging from both sides to the middle, tying it up very naturally.

He lowered his eyes and fastened them very seriously. Ji Qinglin raised his head slightly to cooperate with his movements, and his neck was swept by his slightly cool fingertips from time to time, like a feather falling on the tip of his heart. It was slightly itchy, and he couldn't help it. His Adam's apple moved, and he looked aside and asked for nothing, "Where did this bamboo hat come from?"

Xie Wuyi tied the rope and straightened the bamboo hat for him, then put down his hands and said, "It's the coachman."

At this time, Ulanda had just ordered the officers and soldiers to greet everyone to set off, turned around and saw the bamboo hat on Ji Qinglin's head, and laughed and joked: "Tsk tsk tsk, as expected, the one who has been a concubine is Jingui, and the rain is almost over. Wearing a bamboo hat, look at me and Xianzun, man, what is this light rain?"

Xie Wuyi glanced at him, turned around and walked to the second car without saying a word, opened the curtain and whispered a few words to the driver, then took out a bamboo hat and put it on his head.

Ulanda: "..."

He looked back at the helmets on the heads of the soldiers behind him that could cover the rain, and then at the hats on Ji Qinglin and Xie Wuyi's heads, a sense of loneliness and loneliness arose in his heart.

Ji Qinglin couldn't help laughing, stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder and said: "The general is really proud and dry, unlike ordinary people like me. I only hope that if the rain comes later, the general will remain as motionless as a mountain."

Ulanda glanced at him, pursed his lips and put on a smirk, then turned around to the side of the third car, opened the curtain, borrowed a bamboo hat from the driver, put it on his head, and waved at everyone when he came back: "Okay, let's go!"

According to rumors, Nanshan Bold Pine grows on the edge of the cliff at the top of Nanshan, which is the highest point of Nanshan, covered by a thick sea of ​​clouds, and it is impossible to find its position accurately when looking up from the bottom of the mountain, but at least it is good to know that it is the highest point , as long as you keep going up, you can finally find it.

As they expected, the road up the mountain was extremely difficult. Few people have visited the Nanshan Mountain for thousands of years, and the so-called "mountain road" could not be found at all. The group of people had to cut the thorns and vines they encountered on the way while going up the mountain. , We have to stop to rest from time to time, allowing the soldiers to change hands and relay the oil barrels.

The only good news is that the heavy rain did not come back again and again. The gradual rain was blocked by the dense and overlapping tree crowns above, and only a few drops of water occasionally dripped from the cracks of the trees. Make the air in this mountain forest cool and humid, so that people don't feel stuffy.

Baimao seemed to like this environment very much, shuttled back and forth among the bushes above their heads, occasionally flew too far, and when he stopped and stood on the branch in front of the tree to wait for them, he even barked majestically a few times to express his urging.

It's good that it doesn't bark, but every time it barks, the birds in the whole forest jump up and down, flapping their wings and scatter in a hurry as if fleeing for their lives.

Ji Qinglin looked up at the panicked and trembling poor birds, and smiled helplessly: "Why is Baimao so domineering? It's nothing more than bossing people around, but he doesn't even let his own kind go unnoticed. The doves occupy the magpie's nest, and it seems to scare those little guys."

Xie Wuyi seemed to have become accustomed to this kind of scene, and took it for granted: "It has been like this since childhood."

Ulanda immediately echoed: "That's right, the King of Eagles is not in vain. It's all restrained now. You didn't see it. When I took it to fight Lanzhao back then, its voice shocked thousands of horses across the grassland. , I almost failed to control the situation with the imperial horse whistle."

He looked at the arrogant Bai Mao in the distance, his eyes were full of complacency, and those who didn't know thought he was praising his own son.

"and many more?"

Ji Qinglin went through Ulanda's words in his mind, looked back at the soldiers not far behind him, made sure they couldn't hear them, and then said in a low voice, "You took it...to fight Lanzhao?"

Ulanda raised his eyebrows, nodded and said, "Yes."

Ji Qinglin was a little dizzy: "Didn't it be said that it was Prince Yun and his father who conquered the Seven Kingdoms?"

Ulanda waved his hand and said with a smile: "When the old emperor was in power, Tukebaan just bowed his head as a vassal, and it's not wrong to barely remember the achievements of unifying the seven kingdoms, but Lan Zhao Really becoming a part of Da Luan was already during the reign of his son Yun He."

Ji Qinglin said: "So...you captured Lan Zhao for Yunhe?"

Wulanda shook his head, his expression became serious, and he said, "It's not for Yunhe, but for Lan Zhao."

Although it was ten short words, Ji Qinglin read the solemnity contained in these ten words from his eyes, and almost immediately understood the meaning of his words.

At that time, Tukebaan was determined to become the leader of Lanzhao, and he did everything he could to become the leader of Lanzhao. Expecting him to benefit the people of Lanzhao is obviously a dream.

On the other hand, Daluan, after Yunhe succeeded to the throne, he was willing to remediate the miasma in Qidi regardless of his merits. After ten years of his ten years, he devoted himself to making profits for the people. prosperity.

The ministers choose the holy master to do things, and the people choose the wise emperor to rely on.

Based on the importance Ulanda attaches to Lanzhao, he obviously would rather abandon the so-called division of national territory and let the people of Lanzhao live a better life.

Therefore, he snatched Lan Zhao from Tukebaan and handed it over to Yunhe.

After trying to understand this, Ji Qinglin suddenly realized another key point in what he said just now, and suddenly turned his head to look at Ulanda and said, "You said you brought white hair to play Lanzhao?"

Ulanda said inexplicably: "Didn't you just ask again?"

"No, what I mean is," Ji Qinglin said, a little dizzy, blinking his eyes, "You beat Lan Zhao when Yun He was in power, and Yun He was in power more than 1000 years ago, you took Bai Mao to beat Lan Zhao ...then how long does it have to live?"

Ulanda took it for granted, "More than 1000 years."

Ji Qinglin was stunned, and only then did he realize that he had always been preconceived.

He once saw Baimao in Zhong Zangchan's memory, but he didn't feel anything wrong when he woke up, because he had inadvertently found a reasonable explanation for himself——Xie Wuyi had raised him from the past until now. Each of the crinoids is called Baimao.

But now he realizes that there is no such thing as "every one", and that Haidongqing, who has been adopted for a long time, has only this one from the beginning to the end.

A bird living for more than 1000 years should be considered a shocking thing, but when you put it together with Xie Wuyi and Four Seasons Valley, it doesn't seem so shocking.

After accepting this fact calmly, when Ji Qinglin looked at the white hair again, he felt that it was becoming more and more heroic. He poked it and said, "Is it also protected by spiritual energy?"

Xie Wuyi said: "Yes."

Ji Qinglin nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

At this time they were approaching the top of Nanshan Mountain, the slope was getting steeper and the temperature in the mountains was getting lower and lower.

Due to the first break of the shower, thick fog rose up in the forest, and the sight was obscured by the dense fog. Even the tree trunks a few steps away became indistinct and difficult to distinguish, as if there were countless hidden figures scattered in the dark.

The surrounding trees gradually thinned out, and the soil under their feet gradually turned into fine gravel. Finally, after bypassing a huge dead tree, a spacious flat land appeared in front of them.

Nanshan peak.

At this moment, the sky is still gloomy, the dense fog has not dissipated, and it is impossible to find the edge of the cliff in the field of vision. It is impossible to resist taking every step carefully, as if walking on thin ice, for fear of stepping over the edge of the cliff inadvertently.

In the mist, a tall black shadow looms, as if calling people to approach it, approaching an abyss.

The surroundings were silent, and the group of people all slowed down and held their breath, as if they were afraid of disturbing some sleeping beasts.

It wasn't until they got close to the black shadow that everyone saw its true appearance.

This is an incomparably strong and towering ancient tree, leaning outward from the edge of the cliff, the crown of the tree hangs in the air, and below it is the boundless sea of ​​clouds that is quietly surging.

The shape of this tree is like pines, the trunk color is like skin, and the bark is like dragon scales.

Although it can't speak, it gives people a huge sense of oppression. Although it doesn't move, it shocks people's hearts.

Looking at the entire Daluan, I am afraid that there will be no other tree that can make people feel awe before getting close to it.

"It is indeed a thousand-year-old tree."

Looking up at it, Ji Qinglin couldn't help admiring it from the bottom of his heart, but besides admiring it, there was an indescribable strangeness in his heart.

Ulanda stared at the dragon's blood tree, rubbed his arms exaggeratedly and said, "To be honest, I always feel a little creepy when I look at this tree."

Ji Qinglin nodded in understanding. The trunk of this tree is light in color, but the needles are dark in color, which makes people feel top-heavy.

Ulanda stepped forward, touched the bark with his hand, and said back, "Do you think this tree looks a bit like a human?"

Ji Qinglin was stunned for a moment before realizing what he meant.

Yes, the trunk of this tree is like a human body, the bark is like skin, and the crown is like human hair.

Ji Qinglin said: "It's really similar."

At this time, a soldier carrying an oil drum behind reminded: "General, do you want to burn it now?"

It was only then that Ulanda realized that he almost forgot the purpose of this trip. He waved his hand to ask them to put down the oil barrel and wait for orders. He looked at Xie Wuyi and asked for instructions, "Master?"