The Way of the Heavens

The sun was rising, and a mountain range stretching for dozens of miles in the northeast was shrouded in light clouds and mist. Under the light golden light, it looked particularly beautiful.

At the foot of a mountain peak hundreds of meters high on the edge of the mountain range, there is a small mountain village called Qingshan Village. There are only more than 20 families in Qingshan Village, and they have lived here for hundreds of years.

This is the territory of the Tianwen Dynasty of the Tianwen Clan.

Several five or six-year-old Tianwen children were playing innocently in the village, and their crisp and cheerful voices resounded throughout Qingshan Village, making people happy.

There was a slight sound of opening the door, and a Tianwen Clan boy about eleven or twelve years old walked out of a dilapidated thatched house not far from the children.

The child who was originally playing saw the boy approaching, and a trace of fear appeared on his face, and his figure was also moving away from the boy.

The boy saw this scene and couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart, but in a blink of an eye he adjusted his mentality and walked out of the village. He had long been accustomed to this situation.

The reason why those children are afraid of the boy is because of his appearance.

As a member of the Tianwen tribe, every member of the tribe will be covered with a beautiful pattern when he is born, and the patterns on different people have different colors.

But this boy is different from ordinary Tianwen people. The pattern on his body is divided by the center of his body. The left is a blue pattern and the right is a red pattern. At the forehead, the blue and red patterns merge together to form a flame-shaped mark the size of a fingernail, blue on the outside and red on the inside.

The two colors of patterns strangely appear on the same person, and there is no sense of disobedience, as well as the flame mark, which has never been heard of in hundreds of years. Therefore, since the boy was born, he has been regarded as a freak and an ominous person by other villagers in Qingshan Village. Young children and peers are also afraid of the boy's appearance and do not play with him, which makes the boy's heart become much more mature.

The boy shook his head, his eyes firm, not affected by the strange looks of others, and said in his heart: "My mother is sick in bed due to a cold. My most important thing now is to find a red ginseng to treat her illness."

Thinking of this, the boy no longer paid attention to the fearful eyes of the children beside him, as if looking at a freak, and took a step forward, striding towards the mountain not far from Qingshan Village.

This mountain range is not big or small, stretching for dozens of miles in the vast Yuanjie Continent, but it is just a drop in the ocean. For Qingshan Village where the boy lives, the mountain range is very large, and many villagers have not left the range of this mountain range for decades.

The boy used the strength of the first level of the physical body in his body. After an hour of rushing, he had already left the small mountain village and entered the dense mountains, heading deep into the depths, looking for traces of the red ginseng here.

The boy carefully observed whether there were any signs of ferocious beasts around, and carefully looked for spiritual medicines on the ground, bushes, and towering trees. Although he was mainly picking red spiritual ginseng to treat his mother's illness, it would be great to find other spiritual medicines.

Rustle.

Suddenly, a sound coming through the jungle reached the boy's ears. The boy's heart moved, and his body immediately jumped onto a towering tree next to him like a monkey, hiding his figure completely in the dense leaves, and his bright eyes looked in the direction of the sound.

I saw that the bushes there were as tall as a person parted, and an old figure appeared in the boy's eyes. It was a white-haired old man from the Tianwen clan with a white face, no wrinkles, and skin as rosy as a newborn baby.

The white-haired old man carried a wooden box on his shoulder, his face looked amiable, and he had a temperament that made people want to get close and trust him.

The boy's cautious heart couldn't help but relax a little. At this time, the white-haired old man who was about to leave this place not far away paused, narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked sharply at the place where the boy was hiding above.

The old man was filled with a terrifying aura, covering the area, as if he was going to blow the boy's hiding place into pieces in the next moment. At this time, the pale-faced boy shouted hurriedly, and his figure also appeared.

"Wait a minute, wait a minute, grandpa, I am also a member of the Tianwen tribe, don't make a move."

The white-haired old man was stunned when he saw the boy appear, and then the terrifying aura on his body disappeared, and he returned to his previous amiable appearance.

The white-haired old man looked at the boy in front of him who was different from ordinary Tianwen people. His eyes did not change at all, and he was still gentle, giving people a sense of closeness and trust.

He asked gently, "Child, how come you are alone in the depths of the mountains? Although this mountain range is small, there are still many powerful beasts."

Hearing the gentle and concerned words of the white-haired old man and the look without a trace of strangeness, the boy felt warm in his heart. For more than ten years, he has been regarded as a freak and an ominous person by the villagers in the village. The white-haired old man is the only one who cares about him and does not regard him as a freak except his mother.

The boy hesitated for a moment and replied, "Grandpa, I came here to find red spirit ginseng to treat my mother's cold."

"Red spirit ginseng? Haha, I happen to have a red spirit ginseng here, child, meeting is fate, since you need it, I will give it to you." The white-haired old man stroked his beard and smiled.

When the boy heard this, his face was full of ecstasy. He had been looking for red spirit ginseng in this area for a long time but couldn't find it. He was about to venture deeper into the mountains, but he never thought that the white-haired old man actually had red spirit ginseng.

The white-haired old man opened the wooden box on his shoulder and searched for a while. A red ginseng as red as jade and emitting a faint medicinal fragrance appeared in his hand.

"Child, take this red ginseng."

Looking at the kind-faced white-haired old man, the young man gritted his teeth and took the red ginseng and put it in his arms.

Although he was proud in his heart and did not want to be favored by others, the red ginseng was related to his mother's illness. If he went to find the red ginseng by himself, he did not know how long it would take, but his mother's illness could not delay it, so the young man accepted the white-haired ginseng. The old man's red ginseng.

The young man held the red ginseng tightly and saw a lot of dust on the white-haired old man's clothes. It was obvious that the latter had spent a lot of time in the mountains, and he suddenly had some thoughts in his heart.

"Grandpa, Qingshan Village where my home is not far from here, why don't you rest at my house for a few days."

The white-haired old man looked at the young man's expectant eyes, smiled freely, and said, "That's fine, I've been in this wilderness for a long time without seeing anyone else."

"Then I will lead the way for you." With a smile on his face, the young man quickly led the way in front of the white-haired old man and walked along the road back to the village based on the memory in his mind.

Along the way, the white-haired old man talked to the young man, "My child, what is your name?"

"My name is Qingmu, the green of green mountains and the wood of trees."

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