[Sequence Evolution Log] [Year 43]
After the auspicious snow, the spring breeze fell like rain, and Shennong Valley was wholly renewed.
The rich soil in the fields was moist and fertile. Everywhere carried the fresh, pure air of grass and trees, while the spiritual vitality of the Agricultural Path scattered restlessly through the valley, brimming with life.
One farmer after another walked the roads with heads held high, clear-minded and invigorated. It was as though the stifling gloom of their long seclusion had been swept away, leaving the entire valley solemn and roused!
Yet the atmosphere at the valley entrance grew heavier by the day.
The miasma was receding, visibly receding.
People constantly gathered at the valley entrance to discuss it. Hearts were unsettled, and everyone had their own guesses.
At first, only the edges had thinned into something like gauze. By the summer of the second year, the purple miasma east of the valley—where one could not see a hand before one's face beyond three steps—had grown thin enough for the outlines of the mountains opposite to be faintly visible.
Several Farmers cautiously ventured several dozen paces outside, studying their surroundings with complicated feelings.
"At most four or five years... then this miasma will disperse completely."
"If the miasma is gone, won't Shennong Valley be wide open to the outside world? How will we deal with their covetous eyes and prying gazes?!"
"We must prepare early! When we are forced to leave the valley, we cannot be utterly unprepared!"
Hearts churned; at the mere rustle of wind and cry of cranes, every blade of grass and tree seemed an enemy soldier.
Luo Jin did not stop everyone from discussing it, but neither did he rush to make a decision. Everything remained as before.
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