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Chapter 1 Peach Blossom Village
On this mainland, after the great catastrophe seven thousand years ago, spiritual energy circulated in the heavens and the earth, and all things could absorb the spiritual energy of the heavens and the earth for cultivation. The human race sighed with relief at their rebirth, and designated the year of the appearance of spiritual energy as the first year of the new calendar.
However, at the birth of spiritual energy, countless ferocious beasts were born in the mountains. They were large in size and numerous in number, constantly attacking human cities. For a time, countless border cities were destroyed by ferocious beasts, and the people were in dire straits.
Just as the human race was retreating in defeat, many exceptionally talented children gained the attention of the God s at the age of ten. Some children could summon spirit weapons to assist in battle, known as "commands," while others could utilize certain natural laws to defend against enemies, known as "laws."
Whether this was a gift from God to pity humanity, the balance of power between humans and beasts suddenly reversed, and countless cities were reclaimed. The human race advanced all the way to the depths of the 100,000 mountains in the southwest of the continent, and the beast race suddenly became endangered.
However, it seems that the beast race is not favored by God, as no fierce beast has been able to obtain any kind of law or command.
After a long and brutal war between humans and beasts lasting eight years, the beast clan's leader requested peace talks, as the human clan could no longer sustain the expenses of fighting within the vast mountains. As a result, the leaders of both clans agreed to designate 100,000 mountains as the territory of the beast clan, while the rest became the territory of the human clan, bringing the great war to an end.
Time passed, and it is now the year 7000 in the new calendar. The relationship between the human and beast clans has grown increasingly close, with a constant flow of trade caravans at the border between the two clans. In this region of exchange between the two clans, there is a remarkable sight: the Ten-Mile Peach Blossom, undoubtedly the most eye-catching presence in the midst of these verdant mountains.
In the peach blossom forest, there are no mountain paths. Standing in the forest, no matter where you look, all you see are peach trees. This tranquility has attracted countless literati and poets to come to the mountains to compose poetry, and lovers have privately pledged their lifelong commitment here.
Perhaps only the wandering knights and experienced merchants who have been wandering in the mountains for years can know that there is a village nestled deep in the peach blossom forest.
The men, women, and children in the village all have a contented look, living a life of farming and weaving. Most of the people in the village have the surname Jiang. There is no grand archway at the entrance of the village, so outsiders simply call it Peach Blossom Village based on the abundance of peach blossoms.
In the Peach Blossom Village, there are only about twenty to thirty households. To the east of the houses lies several dozen acres of fertile land. It's midday, and there are only a few figures toiling on the ridges of the fields. To the north of the houses stands a tall wooden three-story pavilion, with a roof made of vermilion-colored birch wood. The brackets, beams, and other components are all carved from peach wood. The main door and lattice windows exhibit a faint golden hue, seemingly containing a hidden charm. Such an exquisitely constructed building stands in stark contrast to the simple wooden houses around it.
In front of the pavilion, a cute and well-behaved little boy of about six or seven years old squatted on the ground, holding a wooden stick and drawing on the ground.
Before long, the pavilion rang three times, and a dozen or so men and women in plain clothes, old and young, walked out in twos and threes from inside.
"Haha, Hengqing brother, Yuan Wan sister, you finally came out. I was so bored outside," shouted the little boy in front of the pavilion as he looked at the young couple walking out of the tower.
The man's name is Jiang Hengqing, with a handsome appearance and warm eyes. His white attire complements his extraordinary temperament, just like his name, making him a charming and elegant young man.
The girl's name is Jiang Yuwan, with a delicate and lovely appearance. She wears plain gauze clothing, resembling a beautiful and delicate beauty. A peach blossom pinned in her hair adds to her loveliness.
"Xiao Yi, you are mischievous again. Grandpa Village Chief said to copy the formation analysis ten times and hand it to him before class tomorrow, or else we'll go tell Auntie Tang!" Jiang Yuwan said, rubbing the chubby cheeks of the boy.
"Hmph, if you have no ability, all you do is complain. I'm going to be the village head in the future, and I'll make him copy the Wanbao Record and Putian Chronicle every day. I'll spend three years refining tools and five years studying formations," the young boy said arrogantly.
"Oh, by the way, Brother Hengqing, can your Hundred Herbs Token turn into two Five Spice Grass for me? My mom asked me to go with the village head to the town to buy some after school, but he's so petty, he definitely won't take me," Xiao Yi said.
Jiang Hengqing smiled and said, "Haha, of course it can. But Xiao Yi, it's almost your birthday, and you're about to molt into a real man. You can't be so mischievous anymore. Take care of Auntie Tang, um, take care of yourself."
After speaking, Jiang Hengqing's wrist turned over, and a small green grass appeared out of thin air in his hand, with a few peculiar runes flowing on the outermost leaves. "Five Spice Grass!" A green aura surged from Jiang Hengqing's hand, and in an instant, two reddish-brown vines, resembling dry branches, grew from the small grass in his hand. "Here, hurry home, Auntie Tang is probably waiting anxiously." The young boy took the Five Spice Grass and nodded heavily, "Okay, see you tomorrow. Remember to come to my house for dinner tomorrow night, and remember to bring a gift, or else don't blame me for not inviting you to eat the best braised pork in the world!"
"Okay, I won't forget. See you tomorrow!"
"See you tomorrow, Xiao Yi!"
After bidding farewell to each other, the young boy, holding a bunch of herbs, happily skipped to a small wooden house in the center of the village. He carefully brushed off the dust from his body and shook the mud off his shoes before pushing open the door and walking in.
The little boy looked towards the kitchen at the back of the living room and shouted in a hoarse voice, "Xiao Tang, I'm back." Upon entering the room, his eyes were greeted by several exaggeratedly shaped plants. Their roots almost covered the entire floor, with thick stems intertwining with each other, one leaning on another, none of them wanting to stand on their own. Although they swayed from side to side, miraculously, none of them fell over. The flowers were even more exaggerated, reaching out through the skylight, drooping on the roof, causing the house to emit creaking protests.
Hearing the door open, the flowers outside the skylight all quickly retracted, gathering at the door. In the middle of the flowers, there was a baby-like, innocent face. "Oh, Shan'er, you're back. Come here and let Auntie give you a kiss."
"Muma, did you buy the five-spice herbs? Your mother just left, she asked you to take a bath first. The herbs are by the sink, and there's food on the stove. Remember to eat, okay?"
As soon as the boy heard that his mother wasn't home, he kicked off his shoes and jumped onto the rattan chair by the window, picking up a book that was half his height and started reading.
" Zhou Yi!" A voice that could wake a hibernating black bear came from the other end of the house, evidently Zhou Yi was the boy's name. Zhou Yi immediately jumped up three feet high, turned his head, and saw a graceful and delicate-faced woman standing next to the dining table, not stunning in appearance, but her elegant and composed temperament was rare. She was Zhou Yi's mother, Tang Lin'an.
"Um, Mom, actually I feel a bit sweaty from running back just now, but I'm not sweaty now. I'll go take a shower right away!" Zhou Yi returned to the doorway, straightened his shoes, and quickly ran to his room, not forgetting to glare fiercely at the "flower girls" at the door as he ran.
A quarter of an hour later, after washing up clean, Zhou Yi was eating at the dining table when he heard someone knocking at the door. He hurried to open it. Outside stood a tall figure, covered in a tattered black robe that concealed his entire body. Layers of rags inside the robe wrapped his figure tightly, and his age could only be guessed by the large, weathered hand leaning on a peach wood cane.
"Shan'er, do you miss your grandfather?" The man in black untied his mask, took off his dusty black robe, and reached out to hug his precious grandson.
But Zhou Yi was not pleased at all and quickly stepped back. "No! Grandpa, I just took a bath, and you learning too bad," he said, pinching his nose and fanning the air.
"Dad." Tang Lin'an came in at this moment and looked at the unkempt man in front of him, shaking his head helplessly. A huge man-eating flower emerged from the ground and swallowed the old man standing at the door in one bite.
The man-eating flower shook its bloated cage as if it were inexplicably happy. After a few chomps, it spat out the old man and blew a breath. A gust of wind swept through, drying the clothes and giving the old man a big bump on the head. After a rest, the old man and Tang Lin'an sat face to face, seemingly at a loss for words, just staring around absentmindedly.
Zhou Yi Although still young, he knew that sitting still was boring, so he moved to the old man's lap and asked, "Grandpa, did you bring my birthday gift?"
"Look at you, how could I forget my precious and well-behaved grandson's birthday gift? Look, what's this!" The old man lifted Zhou Yi with one hand and brought him to the living room. With the other hand, he waved gently, and a pile of paper books appeared in front of everyone like a small mountain.
"Look at this, it's the latest comic book that Grandpa snatched from Doumi Bookstore. Many nobles and aristocrats wanted to get one for their children but couldn't. How about that, Grandpa is great, right?" The old man said proudly, looking at Zhou Yi with anticipation, walking step by step towards the comic book.
"Thank you, Grandfather." Zhou Yi waved and put all the words into a small cloth bag around his waist, and then there was no more, just turned back and looked at the old man with a smile, looking completely unsatisfied.
"Alright, Shan'er, go back to your room and study. The village chief is very particular about etiquette. Don't forget the moulting process tomorrow." After handing a plate of cut fruits to Zhou Yi, Tang Lin'an sat back at the dining table. Zhou Yi nodded and carried the fruit plate back to his room.
Watching Zhou Yi walk into the room, the old man also sat back at the dining table, puzzled, "Doesn't Shan'er like my gift? He said he liked reading words last year."
"The child changes so quickly. With Tian Shu Ge, he has probably read enough books in the past year to fill three frog bags. Now he not only reinforces the formation of his own frog bag, but also said a few days ago that he wants to put Tian Shu Ge in it in the future. I can't understand the books he's reading now." Tang Lin'an smiled and summoned a small, milky-white bug from the palm of his hand.
" whit ghost messenger told me last night that two of the three Black Impermanence that shield Sheng-ge have lost contact. I thought I was prepared after all these years, and I've always taken the little wizard's words to heart. But, Dad, why am I still so sad!"
"Tears." A tear fell from Tang Lin'an's eye, and the corners of his mouth couldn't stop trembling.
Tang Bo walked to Tang Lin'an's side and gently patted the little girl in his arms who was crying. Despite his immense strength, this was the only thing he could do now. That warm harbor, always thinking about finding their lost boat before the storm comes. "Ah, An'er, Jiang Cheng's ambition has burdened him too much. The incident twenty years ago happened too quickly, and no one expected it. Shan'er, you will have to enter the scene in the future."
"Shan'er. He is actually very smart. Since Sheng-ge failed, the village chief has been hoping that Shan'er. can inherit Sheng-ge's mission, intentionally or unintentionally telling him a lot. I'm so afraid, I'm afraid I will lose Shan'er. again, and I'm afraid Sheng-ge's wish will not be fulfilled." Tang Lin'an sobbed.
"When I named him Zhou Yi at the beginning, I hoped that his future life would be more comfortable. But I knew, I knew from the beginning that he would definitely be like his father. He has been like his father since he was a child, fearless. But, Dad, I really can't bear it!"
" An'er, I opposed your marriage to that scoundrel Jiang Cheng from the beginning, a careless and irresponsible guy, no good qualities. But now that things have come to this, it's not up to Shan'er. to decide. Weinyan won't let any of them off, and in the end, Jiang Cheng also chose to believe in Shan'er., didn't he?"
" An'er, this is the destiny of their clan, a very mysterious thing. We can only help him as much as possible," the old man sighed deeply, taking out a purple wooden box from his waist pouch. Inside was a golden bead.
"Jiang Cheng has made his choice, and now there is only one path for us and Shan'er. This is his guiding principle, to be given to Shan'er. Wang Ergou went with me at first, but he said he was too ashamed to see you, so he didn't follow. Now Weinyan is bound to eliminate Jiang Cheng's followers. Perhaps you should leave early too, they really need you."
Tang Lin'an looked at the golden bead in front of him, as if there were millions of words to say, but everything dissipated at the tip of his tongue.
After a moment, Tang Lin'an gradually calmed down, wiped away the tears, and said, "The Little Wizard has already anticipated it. After this moulting, Dad, you can take him away."
"Okay, we still have time."
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