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Chapter 3

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The town where Mu Xue lived was ten miles away from Yunxi City. On the way back and forth, there were wooden ox carts for people to ride. The price was not expensive, only three cents per person.

Dazhu used to work in the city and was used to walking around every day, so he naturally didn't want to spend the money.

But thinking that it was his sister's first time going out and she had never ridden in a bullock cart, he pondered for a long time, took out three big coins, gave them to the cart driver, put Mu Xue on the cart, and let her sit with the other kids going to the city. He just followed behind the cart.

The cart was an ordinary wooden plank cart, but the ox pulling the cart was not an ordinary ox, but a wooden ox that could move on its own.

The cow has a wooden body, four iron hooves, and a very rough magic circle carved on its butt.

This is a very simple magic weapon, almost useless to immortal cultivators.

But for ordinary people, the meaning is very different. The wooden ox does not need to eat grass or rest. With simple operation, it can walk mechanically. Although the speed is not fast, it can carry a large weight and is very stable and durable. It can greatly improve the lives of many people.

In his previous life, Mu Xue was obsessed with the art of refining weapons and specialized in it. Later, he entered the Dao through the art and became the most prestigious master of refining weapons in Fuwang City.

This was her first time seeing a Taoist magic tool, and even such a simple low-level tool made her happy. She sat in the front of the car and looked at the wooden ox with great interest, carefully examining every detail of the rivets, seams, iron hooves, etc.

Finally, she couldn't help but stretch out her little hand and gently touched the simple array diagram carved with a knife for a long time. The spiritual energy flowed through the array, and the skin on her fingertips felt a familiar slight tingling sensation.

This magical instrument may seem simple, but this technology has obviously gone through the test of time and many improvements to make it so simple and ingenious that ordinary people can easily operate it.

It seems that the level of weapon refining here is not lower than that of our Demon Spirit Realm. Mu Xue nodded in her heart.

The Demonic Spirit Realm where the Demon Cultivators lived and the Immortal Spirit Realm where the Taoist Cultivators lived were two independent worlds. Only a few high-level teleportation arrays could connect the two realms in a short period of time.

In the past, Mu Xue's understanding of the Taoist world was mostly based on random guesses passed down by word of mouth among demon cultivators and some unreliable written records. Now that she was finally going to truly come into contact with the legendary Taoist world, she couldn't help but feel secretly excited.

Mu Xue was feeling happy here, but when she looked up, she saw Chunhua sitting opposite her with an indescribable look on her face.

"You... why are you touching the cow's butt?" Chunhua tried to lower her voice, "Quickly take your hand back, it's too embarrassing to be seen by others, have you never even sat on a wooden cow?"

Mu Xue took her hand back seriously: "No, I heard from others that if you touch the pattern on the cow's butt before meeting the immortal, you can be infected with immortal energy and be more likely to be chosen."

"Is there such a saying? Really, really?"

Chunhua hesitated and felt awkward for a long time, but in the end she didn't have the nerve to reach out and touch the wobbly wooden bull's butt in front of a car full of friends.

At this moment, Mu Xue herself probably didn't expect that because of her joke, the habit of touching a cow's butt before meeting an immortal would quickly become popular and gradually became a local custom in later generations.

This wooden ox in front of us was later crowned with red flowers and placed at the gate of Biyun City so that people could touch it and get a taste of the immortal spirit when entering or leaving.

When we arrived at Yunxi City, we got off the car and entered the city. We saw carved beams and painted buildings rising to the sky on both sides of the road, and nine-story gold and jade pavilions and dragon towers.

Looking up, the evening sky was just a small piece left among the majestic buildings.

Between the towering watchtowers, there are arch bridges that float up and down to transport people. Colorful colored glaze lanterns are dotted around the simple signboards, creating a dreamlike prosperous scene.

Simplified magic tools and magic permeate every corner of the city, making life here look extraordinarily prosperous and refined.

Dazhu took Mu Xue's hand and walked into the city along with the bustling crowd.

In the middle of the wide road is a lantern parade.

Drums and music rang in the air, golden flowers filled the sky, and the mighty parade was led by a vivid golden dragon. The wooden dragon head had its eyes wide open, emitting two condensed and undispersed yellow lights that illuminated the road ahead. The dragon's mouth opened and closed slowly, occasionally emitting a distant and awe-inspiring dragon roar.

After the dragon dance, there was a group of tall wooden puppets, wearing brightly colored clothes and holding fluttering flags. Their huge, disproportionate heads looked festive, and they swayed and moved forward automatically.

"Look, sister, it's a wooden man." Zhuzi pointed to Mu Xue.

In our place, this is called a puppet, Mu Xue said in her heart.

In the past, she was an expert at making mechanical puppets. The puppets she made could not only chat and talk like real people, but also become a powerful force to assist their masters in battle.

Mu Xue looked up and saw colorful papers flying in the night sky, green trees, silver platforms, and neon lights floating in the sky.

This place is really different from the demon world.

The walls of the Demonic World are tall and solid, covered with defensive arrays and ferocious stone sculptures. Most of the residents' houses are solid and low, and most of them are sunken underground. This is to prevent the monsters and demons that may appear at any time from attacking human cities. It is impossible for such an exquisite and luxurious town to appear without defense.

There is no tradition of sects in this world. If they really need disciples to help, most demon cultivators will choose to go to the human market to buy them. The disciples bought there are attached with a body contract, which reads: life and death, illness and death are all determined by fate. The life and health of the four directions are all at the disposal of the master.

The noise of the crowd interrupted Mu Xue's memories.

In the parade, a large float several stories high slowly moved over. The suona on the float played softly and the singing was mellow, performing a drama of exorcising demons and eliminating evil spirits. One character was painted with eyebrows and eyes, wearing a flowing robe, holding a golden sword, and played the role of an immortal who slew demons and eliminated evil spirits. Another character wore a ghost mask, horns, and a strange black robe, and played the role of a gloomy and terrifying demon cultivator.

The immortal showed a magical weapon shining with golden light, and the black-robed demon cultivator shouted "My life is over!" and fell to the ground.

The onlookers cheered in unison.

The immortal in white flipped up his robe and raised high in his hand a head with a ghost mask on it.

The crowd became even more excited and cheered loudly.

Dazhu excitedly picked up Mu Xue and said, "Look, sister, that damn demon cultivator was killed by the immortal."

Mu Xue: “…”

That was just acting. Big brother, you may not know this, but the one you are holding in your arms is a genuine and pure demon cultivator.

Mu Xue looked at the head of the demon cultivator that was held high on the float. She reminded herself again and again in her heart that she must be extremely cautious and careful and must not reveal the secret that she was a demon cultivator.

In her previous life, she practiced hard for many years, but finally stopped at the Golden Elixir and died miserably. After her rebirth, Mu Xue thought about it again and again, but could not find a better way to practice. So she made up her mind not to practice magic in this life, but to find a way to infiltrate a Taoist sect and try to practice the Taoist alchemy secrets to see if she could make a breakthrough.

For this goal, she had only the magic cultivation method for six years, but she would rather not practice it at all. She was afraid that her identity would be discovered after entering the sect.

As the grand float parade drew to a close, the crowd in front began to boil like a tide.

Mu Xue looked up and saw a young man appear on the city wall. He was wearing a silk robe and leisurely shoes, with white hands and a black bun. His clothes were simple, and he didn't even look as ethereal as the actor on the stage.

“Oh my, there are so many people.”

The young monk in his early twenties scratched his head embarrassedly as he looked at the huge crowd of people below him.

“Then let’s begin.”

As he spoke, he took out a small brocade bag, untied the drawstring, and held it in his palm. A golden light slowly crawled out of the edge of the bag. It was a golden butterfly, which spread its wings in the man's palm and flew up.

The sound of drums and music stopped, and the voices of people gradually faded away. Even the noisy children couldn't help but close their mouths and stare at the golden light in the night with bated breath.

There was one butterfly at first, then the second, the third... and finally a little bit of golden light suddenly appeared. The golden light scattered above the top of the city, and thousands of golden butterflies flew down from the top of the city and landed in the hands of every child.

A child raised his arm curiously to catch it. The little golden butterfly was clearly held tightly in the palm of his hand, but it instantly disintegrated and turned into tiny golden lights that slipped out from between his fingers, lingered for a moment, and then disappeared into the night.

The young children had no idea what was going on and even giggled at the beautiful sight. However, the family members who accompanied them could not help but sigh in disappointment.

If you fail to catch it, it means you are not selected. Your own children do not have this chance.

A small golden butterfly fluttered in front of Mu Xue's eyes. Mu Xue put two fingers together and pinched the butterfly's wings.

Butterfly wings are made of gold foil, scales are shining, and there are slender feet and colorful whiskers.

Mu Xue opened her eyes wide.

This is the Xiumu butterfly, a very rare species in the demon world.

Mu Xue once spent a lot of energy to get a Xumu butterfly. She never thought that there were so many Xumu butterflies in this world that they could be used in large quantities to select disciples.

The butterfly held between Mu Xue's fingers rubbed its legs leisurely, and a different color glowed on its colorful antennae.

Oops, I was careless.

Mu Xue thought something was wrong. She had forgotten the most basic ability of the Xumu Butterfly. She wanted to let go, but it seemed too late.

The world around me had become extremely quiet without knowing when. My brother was gone, the float was gone,

It was dark and chaotic all around.

All I could see was my own small fingers and the thin butterfly wing between them.

I seem to have seen this scene somewhere before. Whose hands have held the butterfly like this before and appeared before my eyes

The world slowly began to become bright from chaos. People's voices were noisy and noisy, sewage was flowing on the ground, and the air was mixed with various unpleasant smells.

Mu Xue stood in the bright world, somewhat dazed. She seemed to have forgotten who she was, where she came from, and where she was going.

At this time, a golden butterfly slowly flew past her eyes.

By the way, my name is Mu Xue, I’m a magic cultivator, I’ve reached the Golden Core Stage, and this is Fuwang City.

The chaotic brain finally gradually became clear.

A few days ago, as a weapon refiner, she heard about the Xumu butterfly, and after many twists and turns, she finally got the butterfly that was not easy to buy. But because she was too excited, she accidentally let it fly away from the container.

What's wrong with me? I'm still standing there in a daze. I need to catch up quickly.

Mu Xue knocked his head and used his magic weapon to chase after the golden light.