Run the way

The border between the west of the barren world and the north of the barren world is the border of mountains and grasslands.There are many nomadic peoples living here, forming native tribes of various sizes.

Among the mountains, there is a mountain named "Mang Mountain". There is a big river flowing through here. This river has no name, and the only special thing is that there is no sound of water flowing.

The Mangshan tribe originated here, and their clansmen have multiplied and lived here for tens of thousands of years without changing.

"I have a mountain, neither high nor low, standing between the sky and the earth, with maple leaves in the mountain, blood-red in all seasons..." A child in a navy blue robe was lying comfortably at the foot of the mountain with a weed in his mouth. On a boulder, this nursery rhyme that has been passed down for thousands of years in the Mangshan tribe is chanted.

The boy's name is Bai Ye, and he is the grandson of the high priest Bai Shi.He is not from the Mangshan tribe. On a rainy night ten years ago, he appeared beside the nameless river.

The people of the Mangshan tribe all live the life of herdsmen. They believe in Tengger, the god of the grassland. They are accompanied by Mangshan Mountain, cattle and sheep. The water and grass here are abundant, and they don’t need to move with the seasons like other tribes. .

Mangshan, just like the nursery rhyme sang, is full of blood-red maple leaves all year round, like a sea of ​​red.

Little Bai Ye grew up in this windy day. He is not as strong as his peers, and his overall appearance is sickly pale. Unlike the brown hair color of other tribesmen, he has black hair, and his eyesight is extremely poor. it is good.

Like all nomadic peoples, the natural enemy of the prairie people is the prairie wolf.Fighting siege is fighting against wolves.Greedy prairie wolves will not let go of the fat cattle and sheep here, and there will always be several times a year when they are besieged.

"Bai Ye, the high priest asked me to find you back, she is looking for you." A fat man with a naive appearance appeared not far away on a horse, and he yelled.His name is Wang Erniu, and he is Bai Ye's childhood playmate.

"Understood. Let's go now, I'm leaving, fat man." Bai Ye whipped his horse and galloped away.Today's Mangshan tribe has no patriarch, and the previous patriarch was the son of the Bai family.

On that rainy night ten years ago, a crimson and strange star suddenly appeared in the sky. It was a strange change and an unknown.Affected by it, the strength of the wolves increased greatly. They took this opportunity to launch a surprise attack. In that battle, the chief of the Mangshan tribe led his troops to block the attack.

For Bai, after losing her son, she is an old woman with no relatives in this world. The baby she picked up by the river gave her another hope.

For the Mangshan tribe, although Bai Ye is a foreigner, no one has ever rejected him. These years, Bai Ye has lived happily.

On the bank of the nameless river, there is a huge stone with strange ancient characters on it, which no one can read.There are also clusters of manjusawa, but they never bloom.The clansmen are used to it, and no one cares about these things.

Bai Shi stroked Bai Ye's head, and couldn't help sighing in his heart, ten years in a flash, time flies.She is already a low-level monk in the golden core period. For nearly 200 years, she has witnessed the birth, old age, sickness and death of the people of the clan. The grandson in front of her, she has used secret methods to detect that Bai Ye has an unknown hidden disease. She does not want to lose this relative again. , a gift from Tengger.

"Grandma, why did you call me here?" Bai Ye was puzzled, why his grandma always checked him every once in a while since he was a child.

"Grandson, how do you feel today?" There was a kind smile on Bai's wrinkled face. She had checked that Bai Ye was fine.

"I'm fine, grandma." Bai Ye replied. "Well, let's wait with grandma for a while. Counting the days, it should be the day they are coming." Speaking of this, Bai's eyes showed a trace of worry, which was full of exhaustion and helplessness.

"Okay, grandma." Bai Ye replied.To the Mangshan tribe, those people were nothing more than a group of robbers and invaders.

I don't know when it started, maybe when Bai Ye just remembered, he would have the same dream every night, and this dream had troubled him for a long time.

"Sister, who are you?"

"........."

"Sister, what are you doing?"

"........."

It was a woman in red, with long hair reaching her waist, her face was world-renowned, gentle and cold.In the dream, in the twilight of dawn, on the boulder by the river, she sat there, looking into the distance.

Every time Bai Ye asked her, she never said a word, just sat there quietly, looking into the distance, and asked who she was, she would point to the clusters of manjusawa, without speaking, and ask her why , she didn't move.

Bai Ye was very speechless about this.This dream repeats every day and has troubled him for at least seven years.This feeling is very strange, but also very maddening.

"Grandson, those people are coming. Remember, they are our enemies, but we can't take revenge on them now, our tribe is still very weak." Bai Shiyu said earnestly.

"I understand, Grandma."

"Well, grandma told you that in this world, there is a kind of person who is the most powerful, and they are called monks."

"Cultivator?"

"Yes, monk, but the strongest existence in the world, only by becoming a monk can he be able to protect the tribe."

"I see, grandma." Bai Ye wrote down grandma's words.He stood on the mountain, condescending, looking at everything below the mountain. The cattle and sheep were quietly eating the fat and fresh grass. Under the vast surroundings, the breeze was blowing, and the prairie was like a green sea with rolling waves.

The women are washing clothes, the children are playing happily, and the men are out hunting. This is the scene of Mount Mang.

Bai Shi was worried, she knew Bai Ye's unknown hidden disease well, and knew that the possibility of her grandson becoming a monk was unlikely, but she hoped that he could embark on this path, so that he would have a chance to heal himself.

Bai Ye looked up at the sky, and the clouds above the sky were surging. Although the sky was clear, there was a dark cloud slowly drifting in the distance.Suddenly, there was an old man wearing a Taoist robe, passing by with his sword, piercing the sky, like thunder, like a gust of wind, with the wind of bones and immortals.

Seeing this scene for the first time, Bai Ye's eyes widened and he tugged on grandma's sleeve.

"What's the matter? Don't be afraid, grandson. Grandma is here for everything." Bai Ye patted Bai Ye's back to comfort him.

"I'm not afraid, just now in the sky..."

"Needless to say, grandma understands." Bai smiled.

In the distance at the foot of the mountain, a large black torrent appeared on the endless green sea, moving quickly towards the Mangshan tribe.

Bai Ye could only see a blur, and tugged on grandma's sleeve again.

Bai looked at Xuan Fang solemnly, and paused for a moment with the bone staff in his hand.

"They are here."