There is no entrustment on this day, it is a day to concentrate on cultivation.
Su Yanjun got up early in the morning and said hello to Qin Le, who had also just walked out of the door, but Mu Xiyuan did not come out. The two knocked on the door lightly, but no one responded. Su Yanjun pushed open the door, and the house was clean, as if someone had slept.
In the middle of the hour, a disciple came to report, and Mu Xiyuan told someone to say that she went to the doctor yesterday, and it was too late, so she took a rest outside and returned later.
In Nanping Town, Mu Xiyuan walked out of the inn under the Jinjin Pavilion and let out a light breath, but felt even more chest tightness. Last night, Yu Jian came here with excitement, but at this moment, he was a little disappointed.
After leaving Zhang's house in the early morning, he found a remote and unoccupied house, lay on the roof of the house, and stayed for a long time.
He came to visit Qingqiao, and he only planned to take a look at him quietly, and he would be satisfied to see him safe and sound. But when he saw the two women walk out of his room and heard those words, a burst of anger suddenly rose in Mu Xiyuan's heart. Not yet understanding where this anger came from, Mu Xiyuan had already left Zhang's house and avoided it far away.
"Why is this?" Mu Xiyuan lay on the roof, carefully feeling her mood.
On the first day, he spent a day of free consultation, and had a few drinks after dinner and after returning to the village. When he should have a good rest, Yu Jian ran hundreds of miles, and Mu Xiyun couldn't hold it anymore. The morning sun shines warmly on the body, making people drowsy.
Gu Qingqiao's deep eyes narrowed lightly, with an uninhibited smile at the corners of his mouth, his hands lazily opened, and his thin lips opened and closed softly calling: "Come, come to me!" Mu Xiyuan happily stepped forward, but why Can't even move.
His feet slammed hard on the ground, but to no avail. He didn't make an inch for a long time. He wanted to fly away with the sword, but he couldn't squeeze the sword right, and the Tao Xin didn't obey. He was sweating profusely, his eyes fixed on the green bridge in the distance.
A gust of fragrant wind came, and the beautiful woman she saw at night, with a graceful figure, jumped out from behind her and ran past him. The frivolous red hair fluttered behind her, making it even more charming.
Mu Xiyuan watched helplessly as the woman's fair arms wrapped around Qing Qiao's neck, "Go away, go away!" He roared at the woman. The two of them spoke intimately as if they didn't hear it, then turned and left.
The pain in my heart was terrible, and there was an urge to draw a sword. Mu Xiyun screamed and opened her eyes suddenly.
The sun was dazzling, Mu Xiyuan rolled over and sat up, and after a while, she buried her head in her arms.
Is that... Jealousy? What am I jealous of
The intense emotion in the dream made him feel a little scared, which he had never experienced before.
But he clearly knew that this kind of feeling had always existed, but he had never really faced it.
Do you have that kind of intention towards Qingqiao? So what does he think of me
The heart was like a mess, and hundreds of knots were randomly tied. Mu Xiyuan was short of breath. She wanted to go back to find Gu Qingqiao, but she was faintly afraid.
What if he doesn't treat me like I do
As if escaping, Mu Xiyuan fell to the ground and forced herself to recall what she was going to do today. Only then did she remember that the three of them had agreed to go to the magic circle today. Now that he is in Nanping, he will not be able to go back no matter what.
After washing her face with water from the well in the backyard of the house, Mu Xiyuan became more awake and went to the inn belonging to Lord Jin Jin to bring a message to Su Yanjun, and walked around the street in a daze.
Zhang's house is not going to go. When he thinks of it, Mu Xiyun has an urge to run away. It is not good to use swords in the town. With the flow of people out of the town, Mu Xiyun walked along the official road towards Shanhaicheng. go.
When he got to a place where no one was there, he walked with his sword.
On the way from Nanping Town to the Dharma Array, there is Yinfeng Mountain. According to legend, a phoenix once built a nest in the mountain, attracting hundreds of birds to come to court. Now that the phoenix has flown south, there are many exotic flowers and plants left in the mountains, which are good materials for pharmaceutical alchemy.
Mu Xiyun was upset at this time, and urgently needed to do something to change her mood. Seeing that it was still early, she turned into the mountain road and planned to bring some herbs back to the medicine hall near the magic circle.
Yinfeng Mountain is steep, and many rare herbs grow on the cliffs, which are inaccessible to people.
Mu Xiyun used the Cloud-Crossing Art to climb up the cliff like a cloud. Focusing all his attention on the cliffs and herbs made him feel a lot more relaxed. In no time, the harvest will be full.
Climbing on the protruding rock with one hand, Mu Xiyun took a breath and turned to look behind her. A small river at the foot of the mountain is shining with golden light and slowly flows to Nanping Town.
Nanping Town... Mu Xiyun looked back.
There was a sudden exclamation from the top of the mountain, followed by the golden sound of weapons intersecting. Small sandstones fell from the cliff, and some people were forced to the edge of the cliff.
"Who are you?" an old man shouted, "Why..."
Before the voice fell, someone groaned, followed by a chaotic sound, and a cyan figure fell straight from above.
Mu Xiyun had already made preparations when he first heard the movement, and when he saw the figure fall, he immediately shook his hand and threw a slender white ribbon. Entering spiritual power in her hand, Bai Ling seemed to be alive, dexterously wrapping the man in midair. Mu Xiyun pulled back with force, and the man who fell off the cliff immediately stopped falling and was hanged at his feet.
The person on the cliff seemed to have walked away, and Mu Xiyun quietly waited for another stick of incense before pulling the person to his side, tying it on his back with a white silk ribbon, and carefully descended the cliff.
It was an old man with a hundred beards and hair, and he looked quite young. On the belt of the blue cloth robe, there are two Qiankun bags tied, and it seems that he is also a practitioner. The scabbard hangs around his waist, and the long sword is nowhere to be seen.
Mu Xiyuan tried the old man's breath, the breath was not evenly strong and weak, and then saw that there were sword marks all over his body, stained with blood on his green robe, and the most serious injury was a slap on the chest.
Mu Xiyun looked up and looked around, and there was a cave not far away. After making a bed with hay, Mu Xiyuan gently placed the old man on the hay.
He unbuttoned his undershirt, revealing the old man's thin chest. The chest was black and blue, and the left side of the chest collapsed terribly. I don't know if it hurt the heart.
Mu Xiyun closed his eyes and let out a trace of spiritual power exploration. The spiritual power entered the body, and immediately aroused the old man's own spiritual power response. The good news is that the two did not repel each other. Instead, they walked around the old man's body together like a familiar old friend.
The old man shuddered slightly and opened his eyes.
Looking at the white robe on Mu Xiyun's body, the old man seemed very surprised. When he moved his gaze to Mu Xiyun's face, he suddenly became excited. The severe ups and downs of the chest caused the injury, and the old man coughed, and blood spurted out along the corner of his mouth.
"Don't move, don't move!" Mu Xiyuan quickly held down the old man and comforted him: "You have an injury to your chest, don't move around, I'll help you connect your ribs first, otherwise you'll be in trouble if you hurt your heart. "
The old man took a deep breath and calmed down. With his right hand groping around his waist, he tore off one of the Qiankun bags and handed it to Mu Xiyuan.
Mu Xiyun took the bag and probed it, it was full of medicinal herbs and medicinal herbs. "It turns out that you are also a practitioner of medicine, but what kind of specific medicine do you want me to give you?"
Mu Xiyun picked out a few medicine bottles and put them in front of the old man's eyes. Under the guidance of the old man's eyes, he opened a red porcelain bottle and poured out a red medicinal pill.
The familiar smell of medicine came, this is Moyunshan's heart protection pill. This pill can protect the heart vessels and slow down the blood flow. For those with thoracic injuries, taking one pill can slow down the blood flow of the heart, which is convenient for doctors to connect the meridians and broken bones.
Heart-protecting pills are difficult to make, and the materials used are very rare, but it is useless for ordinary people to carry them on their bodies. In Moyun Mountain, Mo Zhiqi makes dozens of pills every year, and distributes them to the disciples who go out to save people. Auxiliary.
Mu Xiyuan suppressed the surprise in her heart, and first crushed the Heart Protecting Pill and gave it to the old man to take it.
An hour later, Mu Xiyun wiped the sweat from his forehead, and finally fixed the bandage on the old man's chest. Seeing that the old man finally fell asleep peacefully, he was relieved.
The thoughts that were interrupted by the sudden accident, now make a comeback as soon as I have free time. Mu Xiyun shook his head and left the cave.
The hole is halfway up the mountain, covered by trees and vines, and it is not easy to be found if it is not carefully searched.
After confirming that the old man was temporarily safe here, Mu Xiyun once again used the Cloud Crossing Technique and quickly climbed to the top of the mountain.
There was a medicine basket on the top of the mountain, and a lot of herbs spilled out. It should be an old man's thing. There was a little sparkle in the grass, it was a sword without a sheath. Mu Xiyun picked up the sword and looked closely. The steel mouth of the sword is excellent, and the hair can be broken by blowing. The handguard is engraved with intricate cloud patterns, which is actually an elder sword of Moyun Mountain. A "yellow" word is engraved rightly at the bottom.
This person is...
There were some subtle rustling sounds in the forest, Mu Xiyuan put the sword back to its original place, lightly soared up the tree, and held her breath.
Two men in black walked out of the bushes, and one said, "What's the origin of the old man? The head of the labor sect personally ordered to kill him."
Another person replied: "How do I know that the left and right are not entrusted by the big customer? Speaking of which, this old man is ruthless, and the martial arts are not the best medicine but poisonous. If he hadn't suddenly sprinkled a handful of poison, we would have tied him up long ago. I brought it back. Now we waste more than an hour of detoxification, and we have to go down the mountain to find his body."
"Hey, the sect master specifically said that if you live to see people die, you will see corpses. At this moment, no one will save him!"
"It's inaccessible here, but there may be wild beasts. Go, go down the mountain and look for it."
The two picked up the long sword and hurried down the mountain.
Mu Xiyun waited for them to go far, then got down from the tree, and did not take the mountain road, but still climbed down from the cliff.
Arriving in front of the cave on the mountainside, the old man woke up and was struggling to support the ground, trying to sit up against the rock wall.
Mu Xiyun lifted the vines and walked into the cave, drew a sword and made a shallow mark at the entrance of the cave, laying down an isolation array and a camouflage array.
The entrance of this hole was already hidden, but as soon as Mu Xiyun's magic formation opened, he immediately disappeared.
After Mu Xiyun finished all this, he turned around to help the old man sit up, and piled up some hay mats behind him, while he sat in front of the old man and said softly, "Elder Huang."
The old man opened his tired eyes, looked at him, and smiled: "I didn't expect that you really came back."
There are so many coincidences in the world. If it wasn't for Mu Xiyuan's whim, he would never have come to Nanping the night before; if he wasn't depressed and wanted to relax, he would never have come to Yinfeng Mountain halfway. The accident of the hatchback made two people who would not have had their fates staggered meet together at this time. The old man in front of him was the elder of Tianji Peak fifty years ago, Huang Zelin.