Long Qilin was startled when he heard this, but the voice was somewhat familiar.
Even so, he didn't dare to be negligent, and immediately turned into a strong boy with the head of a unicorn, but he changed so fast that he forgot that Qin Mu was still on his back.
Qin Mu danced and fell down, Long Qilin hurriedly picked him up, put him on his shoulder, and carefully looked behind the moonlight.
Today is the seventh day of the lunar new year, and the moon formation is a big crescent when it reaches the seventh day, and the rest of the formation is covered by shadows.
The formation is very large and vast, spanning hundreds of miles in length and breadth, the part that is blocked in the shadow has not disappeared, the formation is still in operation, but it is blocked.
This formation is like a moon palace, there is a palace in the middle of the moon, the scenery is beautiful and very pleasant.
"The one in charge of the moon in the sky chart must be a beautiful woman."
Long Qilin poked his head out from the shadows, and saw that the damaged part caused the moonlight in the moon to scatter like running water.
In the middle of the moon, there is a woman sitting on the tip of the crescent moon, looking over here, blinking her eyes.
"is her?"
Long Qilin was slightly taken aback, Qin Mu on his shoulders was like a disintegrated puppet, his limbs slumped from his shoulders weakly, and his head was tilted.
Long Qilin hurriedly supported Qin Mu, and the woman on the crescent came over, surprised and asked, "What's wrong with him?"
"The leader is injured."
Long Qilin said to the woman: "The injury is serious, but it shouldn't be a big problem. Master, wake up!"
He shook Qin Mu, and Qin Mu's head was shaken like a rattle. Then he opened his eyes and looked at the woman dimly. He only felt a familiar face came into view, but he couldn't remember who it was.
"Why are you here?" He muttered, and fell asleep again in a daze.
"Look, it's not a big problem!" Long Qilin said confidently.
The woman was very worried, and sent him to the Moon Palace, saying: "I just cleaned this place up, you should heal your wounds here first."
Long Qilin made Qin Mu settle down, and after the woman diagnosed Qin Mu's injury, she pondered for a moment and prepared alchemy for him.
Long Qilin leaned forward and said with a smile: "You didn't know anything back then, but now you know how to make alchemy?"
The woman smiled and said: "After you left, I needed to do everything myself. I was still young at that time, and I needed to learn everything. The more I learn, the better I will be."
Long Qilin thought for a while, and said: "It was really like a dream back then. The leader, the great venerable, the box, and I arrived in Bailong City in such a muddle-headed way. After dawn, we left. The experience of that night was It’s amazing, and it’s something you’ll never forget.”
The woman turned her head, looked at Qin Mu who was sleeping peacefully on the sickbed, and showed a gentle smile: "Yes. After tens of thousands of years, I woke up from nightmares countless times, and when I remembered the experience of that night, I suddenly felt alive again. The courage to go down."
Hearing a familiar voice, Qin Mu wanted to open his eyes several times, but the damage was too much, and he fell asleep again and again.
He has no serious problems, the main reason is that when he was fighting to the death with "Yu Tianzun", the opponent was too strong, so he used his own unique skills to enter the Tao. Supernatural powers, he had to work hard.
After working hard, he was almost exhausted, but he had to use the last original power to repair his body and soul with the Inexhaustible Good Fortune Profound Scripture and the Immortal Divine Consciousness of the Three Yuanshen, which caused his deficit to be even greater.
Now he was in a daze, feeling a bit bitter in his mouth, as if someone was feeding him medicine, the elixir entered his throat, turned into a hot line and flowed into his abdominal cavity, and then surged in all directions, flowing into his limbs and bones.
He opened his eyes, and vaguely saw a familiar woman open her mouth and spit out a spirit bead.
The Lingzhu circled around him, making his primordial spirit and damaged Shenzang feel indescribably comfortable.
Qin Mu fell asleep again in a daze, and the voice of the woman talking with Long Qilin could be heard next to his ears, obviously Long Qilin was very familiar with that woman.
I don't know how long it took before Qin Mu heard the voices of other people, like a woodcutter, like a celestial master Zixi, like Di Yiyue and the others.
They didn't know what to say, and then fell silent.
Qin Mu fell into a coma, and in his sleep, he seemed to have returned to his childhood, as if time had flown backwards, and he returned to the disabled village, practicing hard under the supervision of Master Ma, Butcher and others.
The time in his sleep flowed forward again, and he turned into a baby, lying in a small basket, babbling and spreading his hands and feet, looking at Granny Si who stretched out her arms to him with sparkling eyes.
Granny Si was ugly, but her eyes were gentle, and she picked him up from the basket.
And next to her is a stone statue, and next to her is the same gentle Ma Ye.
The picture in his dream receded, and time seemed to turn backwards again. He was still in the basket, and he saw a girl carrying a basket, terrifiedly avoiding the pursuit of gods and demons in the Yongjiang River.
The monstrous black water swept everything, and he stared blankly at the girl in the swaddling basket in the basket. She was trying her best to fight against the gods and demons and guard his safety.
She was covered in wounds and exhausted.
"Aunt Juan'er..."
The swaddled baby raised his short arms to touch her face, but couldn't.
He has never found the memory of when he was exiled from Youdu to Daxu. He was too young, the uncle sealed him, and his mother gave him to Aunt Juaner, who escorted him from Youdu to Daxu.
Aunt Juan'er sank into the river to protect him, and Granny Si picked him up when the darkness came.
This memory was a blank for him, but this time he saw that memory in a daze in his sleep.
In the darkness, the black water of the Yongjiang River surged, covering the sky and covering the earth. There were ferocious gods and demons chasing and killing them in the black water and on both sides of the river. Aunt Juan'er's injuries became more and more serious, and it was difficult to protect him.
At this time, Qin Mu, who was sleeping, had a snow-white mist in his memory.
Aunt Juan'er carried the basket and staggered into the mist.
The chasers also went into the mist.
When the mists cleared it was a sunny day, so bright that the swaddled baby closed his eyes and hid his face in the swaddle.
Aunt Juan'er was bleeding from her mouth as she ran staggeringly, but she covered the basket with her palm, humming a song to lull the baby to sleep.
"The reeds are tall, the reeds are long, and there is hide-and-seek in the reeds. How many high-ranking and famous people are the cowherds in the past.
"The reeds are tall, the reeds are long, and they face each other across mountains and rivers. On the side of the reeds is the hometown, and on the other side of the reeds is the ocean.
"The reeds are tall, the reeds are long, and the reeds are busy weaving. The weaving is rolled into my luggage, and I will go on a long voyage with me.
"The reeds are tall, the reeds are long, and the reed flute is so melodious.
"The shepherd boy is in harmony in the distance, and it makes people worry about father and mother..."
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Qin Mu listened in a daze, and wanted to sing along, but he was still a two-three-month-old baby in his sleep, and couldn't sing aloud.
The chaser came again, and the gods and demons were vicious.
At the source of the Yongjiang River, Aunt Juaner saw a woman washing her sword by the water in despair.
Qin Mu saw that the sword washing woman had a familiar face, like the girl who fed him medicine. Aunt Juan'er asked her for help, and the woman drew her sword, and the sword danced like a white dragon.
It was the familiar sword light, a sword technique evolved from Qin Mu's sword technique, with the spirit of protecting the common people in the last days.
"What's his name?"
The sword washing woman came to Aunt Juan'er and looked at the baby in the basket.
"His name is Qin Fengqing."
Aunt Juan'er looked at the baby in the basket tenderly, with blood dripping from the corner of her mouth: "I want to take him and send him to a safe place, and I can't let those gods and demons hurt him. But I can't, I I want to entrust him to you..."
The sword-washing woman shook her head: "My name is Bai Ju'er, and I'm a remnant of the emperor. I'm avoiding the enemy's pursuit. I've already killed a group of trackers. Giving them to me will only make him more dangerous. I can escort you for a while, But not for too long."
They were walking along the river, the sun was shining in the western sky, Aunt Juan'er was humming a nursery rhyme, and the sword-washing woman was listening quietly. After they walked for an unknown distance, the nursery rhyme suddenly stopped.
The sword-washing woman looked at Aunt Juan'er. She was breathless, her eyes were lifeless, and she continued to walk on the river with her basket in her arms like a walking corpse.
A strong obsession supported her to move on, and continued to stubbornly take the infant baby to find a safe place and entrust the baby to someone who could take care of him.
The sword-washing woman was in a daze, and did not take the basket from Aunt Juan'er's arms. She was not someone worthy of entrustment.
She can only protect this stubborn corpse, and protect her to find a family worthy of entrustment.
She hummed the nursery rhyme the girl hummed during her lifetime.
"The reeds are tall, the reeds are long, and there is hide-and-seek in the reeds. How many high-ranking celebrities are all the cowherds..."
Aunt Juan'er's corpse walked forward following the singing, with a smile on her face.
They went down the river, and their singing never stopped.
Finally, the sky dimmed and darkness approached.
"... The reeds are tall, the reeds are long, and the sound of the reed flute is so melodious. The shepherd boy is in harmony with each other in the distance, which makes people miss their father and mother."
The sword-washing woman sang this nursery rhyme, and darkness and mist flooded in, drowning Aunt Juan'er behind her.
The sword-washing woman walked into the mist and watched Aunt Juan'er sink into the water, but still held the basket high.
The river rushes, taking them downstream.
It's dark, don't go out.
In the distance, a voice came from the village by the river: "Listen, there is a child crying outside!"
"Impossible, you heard it wrong... Hey, there is really a baby crying!"
In the mist, the sword washing woman watched a hunchbacked old woman pick up the baby in the basket, and then she retreated slowly.
"I used the Innumerable Tribulation Sutras to enter the Dao through dreams, and helped him return to his origin and preserve his soul. Now he has no worries about his life."
In the Qin Zi Continent, the old Buddha who had been dreaming did not know when he landed, and said to Tiangong, Tubo and others: "My Infinite Tribulation Sutra was originally intended to be passed on to him, but unfortunately he has never been destined, and now I am helping him to enter the Tao in a dream in his sleep." , Thinking of all the previous things, it will be a matter of time before he comprehends my Infinite Tribulation Sutra."
Tiangong said: "Fortunately, the old Buddha woke up in time, otherwise, even if he survived, he would suffer great damage to his morality."
At this time, Qin Mu woke up leisurely, and the familiar nursery rhyme sounded in his ears.
"The reeds are tall, the reeds are long, and the reeds are like snow and snow. The reeds know the wind and the storm best, and the reeds know the rain the most..."
He struggled to get up from the bed and walked out following the singing.
This singing made him feel like he had returned to the days of cattle herding, with reed flowers swaying by the side, reed flute crisp and melodious, and pieces of snow-white reed flowers fluttering in the wind.
He walked outside, the moon was shining brightly, a familiar girl was sitting in the moon palace humming nursery rhymes, looking at the Yankang mountains and rivers below.
She turned her head and gave him a quiet and shy smile.
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