When Mu Xue saw this sentence, a burst of laughter came from the other side of the campfire.
He was at the age when he knew how to admire young women, and there were no elders around. When he saw the young female fairy kiss Xiao Changge, he couldn't help but make a noise.
Everyone's attention was focused there, so no one noticed Mu Xue's dazed look on the other side of the fire.
The bonfire flickered, and the warm red light blurred the vision.
The memories of the past became extremely clear at this moment.
At that time, it was also in front of a bonfire like this that Xiaoshan and I raised our glasses and drank together.
The sky above my head is vast and the moon is high in the sky.
The peach blossom wine brewed by the Firefly Tribe is a rare wine. The amber wine is slightly bitter, but after the bitterness comes a sweetness. When you first drink it, you feel that the wine is light, but the aftertaste is very strong.
The sweet and bitter tastes intertwine on the tip of the tongue, the wine is attractive, the heart is throbbing, the blood is surging, and the aftertaste is lingering.
Mu Xue, who had never tasted anything like this before, couldn't help but drink too much.
She leaned against the hill's back and shook the wine cup in her hand, "I never thought that in such a snowy place, I could drink wine brewed from peach blossoms."
"If Master likes peach blossoms, I will find a way to pick one and bring it back for you to see." The person behind him said softly.
When did the hill grow so big and have such a solid back that I can lean on it.
"Okay, I'll wait for you to bring back peach blossoms." Mu Xue drank the wine, and her body and heart were warm. "Xiaoshan, you are so kind. How can I be so lucky to meet a disciple like you."
The shoulder she was leaning against moved slightly, and the person seemed to turn around and look at her.
Mu Xue was drunk and her eyes were blurry. She couldn't see clearly: "I originally planned to live my life alone like this, although it's nothing. But sometimes my heart is too quiet, so quiet that I feel uncomfortable. Now that I have you, it's really better... much better."
"Then Xiaoshan will always accompany Master from now on, okay?"
“Okay…Okay.”
"For the rest of our lives, there will be only two of us living here."
"Of course. Who else could it be?"
"Then it's a date."
"Well, it's… it's settled."
At that time, the night sky was high and the peach blossom wine was intoxicating. Even the heart that had been frozen for many years had cracked a crack that I didn't know about, and some of the truth after drinking was revealed. It was firmly held by that boy and stubbornly held on for so many years.
In front of the campfire, Mu Xuewei stretched out her hand to pick up the peach blossom.
A hand reached out from the side and picked up the dried flower that had fallen on the ground.
Pure spiritual energy swirled between his fingers, and the flower branches that had been dead for many years miraculously became round and full again.
First a bud appeared on the branch, and then the spring flower blossomed into a gorgeous peach blossom.
"Once upon a time, there was a person who was born in a world of ice and snow. Her name also contained the character 'snow', but she loved the flowers of spring." Cen Qianshan held a branch of flowers and handed the peach blossom to Mu Xue. "You are probably the same as her, right?"
Mu Xue took the branch blankly and looked up in confusion.
The person in front of him had deep eyes, reflecting the spring flowers, the firelight, and his own shadow.
No matter in the past or now, he always looked at her with such moist eyes, as if he was expecting something, and as if he was silently condemning her.
The long eyelashes trembled slightly, and a butterfly flew lightly across Mu Xue's heart, gently touching it.
Mu Xue seemed to hear the first sound of ice and snow melting in early spring.
Did he discover something
Mu Xue's mind was in a mess, and she was blank for a moment.
When I returned to Ding Lanlan, she was still holding the blooming peach blossom in her hand.
"Oh, where did you find peach blossoms in such a cold place?" Ding Lanlan glanced at her and said, "Hurry up, help me. The last sensor is connected."
It was still noisy over there on Xiao Changge's side, Cheng Yan was excitedly flipping through his newly acquired classics, and a few girls who had been whispering about not being able to sleep not long ago were already snoring.
Qianji ran back to Cen Qianshan, climbed onto his knees, climbed onto his shoulders, and gave him a thumbs up behind his back. He also coquettishly recited an inappropriate ancient poem, "The peach blossoms are ashamed to die without love, and the deep love is strong in the cold place."
The master who thought he would not pay attention to him was silent for a while, and suddenly asked him, "I... What happened just now?"
When the master said this, Qianji suddenly felt a strong sense of tension coming over him, which was a mood that would occasionally come from the master.
Qianji rarely experienced this kind of emotion. Tension and joy were the emotions that least appeared in the master's heart. In that heart made of flesh and blood, most of the time, there was only sadness, loneliness and numbness.
Because of this emotion, he no longer dared to make jokes like he usually did, and began to try to mobilize all his knowledge to provide help to his master.
"Yes, Master. You did it perfectly." Qianji said, "Didn't Mr. Mu take the flowers? I read in a book that if a girl is willing to take your flowers, then the couple is lucky."
"There are only two strokes in total for the eight characters." The master actually smiled for the first time, reached out to take him off his shoulder and put him on his lap.
"Master, I think you should read more love stories between men and women like me. Learn from the gentlemen in those stories how to please women." Xiao Qianji actively gave advice to the master, "Girls these days don't like young and dull men. They like experienced men who can please them."
Cen Qianshan really hesitated, "Look, is it okay to read the words?"
"Of course, I learned a lot of useful knowledge by reading a lot of storybooks." Xiao Qianji was rarely asked by his master, and he puffed out his chest happily, "I have almost all the storybooks in the Demon Spirit Realm from ancient times to the present. Master, how about starting with the most popular ones in recent years?"
Cen Qianshan pursed his lips and said nothing, which meant it was okay.
Qianji actively took out several pamphlets with erotic covers, which were pulled over by Cen Qianshan and quickly put into his arms.
After going through so many twists and turns in a day, everyone was inevitably exhausted. The camp gradually became quiet and everyone fell asleep. Mu Xue lay in the camp, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep peacefully.
The figure sitting by the campfire reading a book is like the water tiger in Huangting. Even if you don’t look at him deliberately, you can clearly know where he is.
He was sitting in front of the bonfire, with handsome features, clear outlines, strong shoulders and slender legs. He was reading a book by the firelight, with his beautiful eyebrows slightly frowned. I don't know if it was because of the bonfire, but his neck and earlobes seemed to be tinged with a layer of attractive pink.
What kind of book would he be reading
That book that has been rewrapped in a layer of oil paper must be a good book worth collecting, right
Mu Xue sighed and simply sat up to meditate and practice her skills.
After entering into a state of tranquility, the fertile soil in the Huangting was solid, the heart lake was clear, the stars in the sky moved, and the Xuanji moved by itself. This was the solid foundation that Mu Xue had laid for herself in the past ten years by practicing the fetal breathing technique of the sun and the moon. She had already taken it for granted.
What surprised her was that today, the "Cen Xiaoshan" who played in Xinhu every day was nowhere to be seen. No one knew where he had gone.
The sky was ablaze with flames, and a fire dragon flew out of the flames. The fire dragon circled in the air, stretched its neck and let out a clear cry. Under the clear heart lake, a fierce tiger jumped out.
The fire dragon was extremely excited when it saw the white tiger. It grabbed the tiger's neck with one bite, and its bright red body coiled around the tiger's body. The dragon and the tiger fought and devoured each other. For a moment, yin and yang intersected in the Huangting, and the sun and the moon combined their light.
Water and fire originated, yin and yang gathered, the soil on the earth broke open, and a pleasing sprout grew.
For a moment, the Huangting was in a state of confusion as if the fog had not yet cleared, and the snow was falling like winter snow. Everything became chaotic and unclear, and only this vibrant and flourishing yellow bud could be seen.
Mu Xue only felt a warmth surging in her body, her limbs and body felt warm and soft, and an indescribable wonderful feeling sprouted in her body for the first time.
She knew that she had finally reached the stage where "nature and man were in harmony, and the medicine was collected and returned to the furnace."
When she entered the mountain gate, the heart seal left by her master was touched at this moment. A mantra of cultivation echoed in her mind.
"Take the energy of heaven and earth, seize the essence of dragon and tiger, collect it in time to the yellow room, and refine it into a treasure.2"
Mu Xue sat upright in the Huangting, stretched out her hand to pluck the newly born yellow buds, put them back into the furnace to refine them into golden liquid, and finally obtained a little bit of the root of the elixir, the first step to the foundation of the golden elixir.
Mu Xue opened her eyes and felt happy.
Ten years ago, because the dragon and tiger could not interact, she was stuck in her realm and could not advance. She could only concentrate on practicing the fetal breathing technique, tempering her body and consolidating her foundation. At that time, she also asked her teacher when she would be able to advance.
The master just touched her head at that time, "When you are very happy, you will gain great wisdom. When you first know your true nature, yin and yang will adjust themselves, Kan and Li will combine, and the dragon and tiger will meet to produce great medicine."
"Don't worry, you will understand it naturally when that day comes."
At this moment, although I still don't quite understand why I got the opportunity, from now on, I can finally move forward on the path of alchemy. I can slowly collect the great medicine, return it to the furnace, and there is hope for the golden elixir to be completed.
As the sky gradually brightened, everyone packed up and prepared to continue on their journey. Xiao Changge stood up to change the medicines for all the people who were injured last night and did a final wound check before setting off.
When he was about to reach Mu Xue, she suddenly felt guilty. She stood up, walked to Lin Yin's side, and raised her arm that was burned in the battle to show Lin Yin, "Senior Sister Lin, can you help me change the medicine and use the Rain Moisturizing Technique?"
Lin Yin glared at her, "Are you crazy? How can I treat your injuries? Why don't you ask Junior Brother Xiao?"
Mu Xue: "It hurts, Senior Sister, please hurry up."
Lin Yin was furious, but in the end he couldn't stand the weak Mu Xue. He reluctantly changed the medicine for her and used the Yurun Jue several times.
The team set out to move forward. Ding Lanlan was so exhausted that she almost wanted to hang on Mu Xue to walk. Cheng Yan stood on a rock and counted the number of people loudly.
The girl from the Night Shine tribe was not shy about what happened last night. She transformed into a bird with pure white wings, holding Xiao Changge's sleeve and shaking it, asking him to take her for a walk. Her eyes were clear, her voice was gentle, and she was missing half of her body, which made her look really pitiful. The good old Xiao Changge had to blush and agree to let her temporarily rest on his shoulder in the form of a bird or beast.
The young team was noisy and bustling. Mu Xue, who was about to set off with the team, looked back and saw a solitary black figure standing silently in the snow.
On the Shinto path, I followed my senior brothers and sisters. This figure stood in the dusk, silently watching me leave.
On the night when the sacred chime sounded for the first time, this figure stood at the threshold, his lips trembling slightly, watching himself gradually disappear.
Drunk with peach blossom wine, I had promised him that I would accompany him.
But now my world is so lively, warm and has everything.
Just left the hill behind.
The man standing in the morning light watching her off looked very powerful. He had broad shoulders and long legs, a slender waist and a strong body, and was as strong as a pine tree. He was known as the strongest man in the demon world, and he could scare off his enemies with just a title.
Perhaps only Mu Xue knows that the stronger a person looks, the more fragile he or she is in that which others are unaware of.
"There is a place in his heart that cannot be touched. If you touch it lightly, he will cry."
Cen Qianshan stood there, watching the group of people walking forward in a lively manner, and he was left alone.
That might be a particularly good place, so Master chose that world and gave up himself.
"It's okay, there's still time. Let's take it slow." He turned around and comforted the little puppet that was lying on his shoulder with its head drooping in frustration.
The little puppet was listless and only made some meaningless grunting sounds.
"Fellow Daoist Cen." A familiar voice suddenly sounded in the air.
Cen Qianshan raised his head.
There was a soft white cloud hanging in the air. The girl in red was sitting cross-legged on the cloud. She touched her nose and said a little embarrassedly, "Um... Which direction are you going? If you don't mind, would you like to come with us?"
"No, no, of course not," Xiao Qianji instantly regained his energy and jumped up, "We originally wanted to follow... woo woo."
His mouth was sealed by a spell cast by his master, and he could not make any sound. He was extremely anxious.
Master, you don't let me speak, but you speak yourself. Do you think everyone knows like I do that your silence means consent
"That's great, we can travel together again." The girl on the white cloud laughed, "Let's go, I've already made an appointment with my friends."