After a while, Xu Huai finally cleaned up the snow in the yard and piled it into a snow pile about one meter high.

Unfortunately, in such a good weather, as usual, the little girl would definitely come out happily, yelling to ask Xu Huai to play snowball fights with her, but today, the little girl in a bad mood kept stalking in the room and refused to come out.

"well!"

Xu Huai put down the shovel in his hand and sighed deeply.

In this kind of thing, the innate realm can do nothing!

He could only watch, and was anxious!

I can only give up.

Xu Huai walked to the medicine field next to the yard, looked at the herbs growing vigorously in the medicine field, opened his mind, and in his perception,

The Chinese herbal medicines of these plants are like an adapted storage device, absorbing colorful spiritual ions in the air at all times.

With some spiritual energy absorbed, the green color of the branches and leaves on the herbs becomes more intense, and the vitality is also increasing at the same time. Especially the century-old ginseng plant in a corner of the medicine field that has grown for a long time seems even more exaggerated. The thick body makes people never think of it as a ginseng plant at first glance.

As far as Xu Huai knows, this ginseng has existed in his grandfather's great-grandfather's great-grandfather's great-grandfather's great-grandfather's generation. I don't know which ancestor of the Xu family discovered him in the mountains and then transplanted him back.

After looking closely, Xu Huai could clearly sense that as time passed, the branches and leaves of this century-old ginseng plant were also shaking slightly, and vaguely, he could also feel a unique breath.

"It seems that this ginseng plant is the same. It is like the vines in the narrow valley. Under the influence of spiritual energy, it began to transform!"

"Then I'll help you today!"

As he said that, Xu Huai stretched out his hand and placed his hand on the branches and leaves of a century-old life, and at the same time injected some of the true energy in his body into the ginseng body.

This time, the branches and leaves of ginseng were trembling even more violently. Xu Huai didn't need to open his mind to perceive it, but could be observed with his naked eyes.

Then, he took out a dark, big thing from his pocket, as big as an apple core.

Under the sunlight, this dark thing shines out a different light, which looks a little strange.

"This thing has vitality!" Xu Huai exclaimed.

That's right, this thing is left by Xu Huai's killing of the mutant demon vine in that narrow valley, and it is its seed.

As we all know, vine plants do not have seeds that are similar to cores, but now under the influence of spiritual energy, they have become strange and everything.

At that time, Xu Huai felt at night that his spirit was perfect in the narrow valley, connecting the bridge of heaven and earth, and embarking on the innate realm.

In the early morning of the next day, after breaking through and waking up, he found this dark seed at the location of the original mutant vine.

This seed was like a stillbirth at first, without any vitality, but Xu Huai was curious to explore some things, so he took it home.

But what I never expected was that after a few days, this seed regained its glory and had its life again.

Xu Huai estimated that this should have nothing to do with spiritual energy.

"Since you have come alive, then this is also God's pity. Although it is not the one you before, it is just regarded as a continuation of life."

"Little guy, plant it with you, you have to take care of it!" Xu Huai said.

Then, Xu Huai threw the seeds into the soil near the century-old ginseng with one move, and at the same time lost some true energy to it, enhancing some vitality and preventing any accidents.

As soon as the vine seeds fell to the ground, the centennial ginseng suddenly trembled all over, almost visible to the naked eye, as if it was rejecting the vine seeds planted with it.

After all, under the same soil, vine seeds only share some nutrients.

However, this ginseng is just like this. Its roots are rooted in the soil. It is impossible to pull up your legs like a human and kick the vine seeds away with one foot.

Xu Huai had no choice but to let the most fertile soil in the medicinal field be there? If the vine seeds were placed in ordinary soil, they might not germinate at all and would die directly!

Looking at the medicinal materials in the medicinal field, Xu Huai couldn't help but smile.

"Ha ha!"

"Plants, animals, and fellow fellow Taoists, I am not alone. It seems that the world will be even more exciting in the future!"

"It probably won't be long before everyone will be lively!"

Afterwards, Xu Huai came to the stone table, and sat on the stool, and fell into deep thought.

After talking with the old Taoist overnight last night, Xu Huai realized some problems.

His guess was wrong. Originally, Xu Huai thought that the revival of spiritual energy would appear at the same time in all places and gradually affect the whole world.

However, in the description of Lao Dao, only traces of spiritual energy were found in the Kunlun Mountains. Among the other mountains, rivers and lakes, Lao Dao did not clearly observe it. Perhaps there were, but it was not very obvious.

The impact of spiritual energy can even be ignored.

A huge livestock and an unusual plant by chance will not attract people's attention, and it is just a rare thing in the mountains.

As for the city, it is still as prosperous as usual, let alone spiritual energy, in such a dirty environment, people will get sick after staying for a long time.

"The first spiritual energy appears in the Kunlun Mountains, not all around the world for a while. In other words, the recovery of spiritual energy is in sequence and has its own rules."

Kunlun Mountain, originally named Kunlun Hill, also known as Kunlun Ruins, has been given a sacred color since ancient times. It is the sacred mountain in ancient China. It is the ancestor of all mountains and the birthplace of Chinese civilization. The capital of Fuxi, the ancestor of humanities, is also the place where the legendary mythological figure Queen Mother of the West lives.

Over the past five thousand years, I don’t know how many mysterious and distant legends have been left behind.

The ancient book "The Broad Land Elephant of the River Map" records that the hometown of dragon ponds is high in all directions, with a pool in the center, 700 miles in size, and a group of dragons live in many five-flowered trees. They eat them in groups of dragons, and go to Kuaiji for 45,000 miles.

"Huainanzi": "The hills in Kunlun are either doubled, which is called a mountain with cool breeze. If you climb them, you will not die. If you climb them, you will be hung on the garden. If you climb them, you will be able to make wind and rain."

It is precisely the narratives of various ancient books and the chanting of thousands of legends that Kunlun Mountain has today's sacred status.

"Is it because of this?"

"It was a coincidence that happened to happen in the Kunlun Mountains."

"Or it is because the Kunlun Mountains have their own unique features?"

Xu Huai was thinking.

Thinking about the connection and wanting to know the mystery.

After a long time, Xu Huai, who closed his eyes and sat on the stone stool, stood quietly like a sculpture, without moving.

Even Dabai ran over to have fun, and Xu Huai was the same, sitting there, ignoring him.
Chapter completed!