Penghu Fairy Mountain is a place that many people who cultivate immortality dream of. It is said that it is surrounded by fairy energy all year round, like a fantasy in a dream, ethereal. If you can find it, you can rely on the fairy spirit in the mountain to survive and avoid disasters. Reach the sky in one day.
However, at this time, on the green hillside of Fairy Mountain, covered with fairy grass and spiritual plants, a silver-haired woman was kneeling in an inconspicuous small bamboo pavilion, using a small shovel to peel away the thick dust on the ground, and a white wall appeared in front of her.
Her white fingers dug out the moist soil at the intersection of the white wall and the ground little by little, found a small gap, inserted the small shovel and tilted it up. The white wall loosened a little, and the surrounding soil fell. "Pop!" The white wall was flipped aside, and a small hole about one foot square suddenly appeared. Inside the hole was a white jade box. The surface of the jade box was carved with exquisite patterns. She carefully took out the box and opened it gently, only to see a folded yellow letter paper covered underneath.
She took off the letter and put it aside, revealing the purple jade embedded in the box, glowing with a mysterious light, like a sad tear.
"Ah, I finally found it." Her bright eyes were like twinkling stars in the sky, and the bright red tear mole under the corner of her eye was like a blooming rose on white porcelain.
But she didn't notice that the yellowed letter she threw aside had been blown up by a gust of wind and disappeared into the air. Only three words could be vaguely seen, "Crush the heart..."