Mi Xiaojing and Rob were frightened at first, but now they gradually calmed down. Since no one was around, they were happy and relaxed. Mi Xiaojing took Rob and started to tidy up the small yard. Qingmu Peak covers a vast area with dense forests and a variety of mountain products.
According to Mi Xiaojing's experience, no matter what happens in the future, he must survive first, so he began to look for something to eat in the mountains and forests near the courtyard. I don’t know why, but when we were at Xiyanmen, it was already snowing heavily, but it was still autumn here.
In addition to practicing, Mi Xiaojing collects various mountain products, which is a habit developed in Xiyanmen.
On this day, Mi Xiaojing spread the collected Polygonatum yam on the ground to dry. He and Rob were so busy that they were sweating. At this time, someone came in from outside.
A young man, wearing gray cloth, holding a stick in his hand, knocked on the door frame of the yard with the stick, and then stepped in.
"Hey, I'm living a good life. Listen up, Master Immortal asked me to take you there."
There was a trace of disdain on the corner of his mouth, and he looked aloof, but in fact he was just an ordinary mortal handyman.
Mi Xiaojing looked up and knew that this was a mortal. In fact, he was not at ease in his heart. He didn't know how the cultivators here planned to deal with him, so he didn't care about the other party's attitude. He stood up and said: "Should I go, or the two of us?" Both go?"
The young man said: "Of course it's two people, hurry up! Go quickly, don't wait any longer! If you're late, the Immortal Master will blame you, and you can't afford it! Hurry up!"
Mi Xiaojing patted the dust on his clothes, pulled Robert along, and said calmly: "Lead the way from the front!"
The man was stunned and immediately felt insulted. His tone was like giving an order to a subordinate. He couldn't help but said: "Boy, if you dare to be arrogant in this place, you will die without knowing how!"
As he spoke, he picked up the stick in his hand and hit Mi Xiaojing. He thought that the other person was just a child, and hitting him twice would make no difference.
Mi Xiaojing always got along well with people in Xiyanmen. He felt baffled as to why this man spoke so unpleasantly and dared to do anything. He was angry and said calmly: "Let's go!"
This word, but a mantra, a mantra, made the man tremble all over. A mortal couldn't resist this mantra attack. The man sat on the ground with a thud, and the wooden stick in his hand fell to the ground.
One word made the man tremble for half a minute, and then he looked at Mi Xiaojing again. His eyes were wrong, full of fear and fright. Only then did he understand in his heart that this child was not an ordinary person.
After shaking for a while, the man reluctantly stood up. He picked up the wooden stick. This time he didn't hit anyone, but used it as a crutch. He had no choice but to make his body go weak. He didn't dare to say a word. He trembled and leaned on it. Stick, step by step with difficulty.
Rob chuckled.
"He's such a coward!"
Mi Xiaojing held Rob's hand, with a trace of worry on her face.
The man didn't dare to answer at all. In the Jianxin Sect, if a cultivator wants to kill a mortal, that is, if he kills a chicken, he will only be punished with a few spiritual stones at most. If he has a certain status, he does not even need to be punished. Mortals are cultivating. There is no place in front of the person.
The road was twists and turns, with many forks and forks. Fortunately, Mi Xiaojing had a good memory. Although there were many forks along the way, he still remembered the way to go.
Soon I saw a large courtyard. Outside the gate was a screen wall with three raised characters on it, Caorentang.
I don't know who wrote the words. These three big characters were like tigers and dragons, with teeth and claws. A murderous aura rushed towards my face. Mi Xiaojing stopped and stared at the words on the wall.
Yanxiu is particularly sensitive to words. If the words bring in the temperament and character of the person who wrote it, the aura left behind will have an impact on Yanxiu.
"What a murderous intention!"
Mi Xiaojing was puzzled. He knew that Caorentang should be the place where alchemy was made. The meaning of vegetation often means abundant life. How could he have such murderous intention
The man didn't dare to urge, but he couldn't help but show the anxiety in his eyes.
Rob gently pulled Mi Xiaojing's sleeve, which made him wake up. He let out a long breath, and Mi Xiaojing whispered: "Let's go!"
The leader's body trembled slightly, then relaxed. When he heard Mi Xiaojing's voice, he felt panicked. This person was so weird. One word made him suffer a lot. He really didn't want to hear any sound from Mi Xiaojing.
One word can make life worse than death!
He took Mi Xiaojing and Robo into the courtyard.
The courtyard of Caorentang is somewhat similar to the courtyard house on Earth, except that it is terribly large, with buildings on three sides. In the middle, there is a forbidden circle of medicinal fields, various spiritual herbs and elixirs, growth periods, forbidden intervals, and There are several trails to follow.
There were many mortal handymen working around. Even if they saw Mi Xiaojing and Robo, they did not dare to stop what they were doing. They were all busy, wiping the sweat from their faces from time to time.
Soon, the young man led the two of them into the small door on the side, which was a small courtyard. After the young man came in, he cautiously came to the door and whispered softly: "Master Immortal, People brought…”
The door opened, and a little girl of fifteen or sixteen years old came out. She smiled and said: "You are late, old man Chen has already gone out... Hehe."
Sweat dripped from the young man's face, and he was obviously frightened. He stammered: "This, this... I can... I, don't... he... I..." He wanted to shirk responsibility, but suddenly he Remembering that Mi Xiaojing was not easy to mess with at all, I couldn't speak clearly.
"Go down, you have nothing to do here..."
The little girl waved her hands, looking nonchalant, and the young man turned around and ran away as if he had been granted amnesty.
"Impolite guy!"
The little girl murmured dissatisfiedly, and then looked Mi Xiaojing and Robber up and down.
Mi Xiaojing also looked at the other party curiously.
The first impression was very deep because the other party was wearing gorgeous silk and satin. This was the second time Mi Xiaojing had seen such a gorgeous dress. For Yanxiu, the clothes were always simple, as long as they could cover the body. Oh, he never thought that clothes could look so good.
The little girl is not pretty, but her peach-blossom eyes are extremely agile and move around restlessly.
"I am Mu Xiaoyin. From now on, you can call me senior sister."
Mi Xiaojing was stunned for a moment.
Senior sister? What is this concept? I have no intention of cultivating!
Mi Xiaojing also discovered a secret. Mu Xiaoyin was actually a mortal. She had no trace of any cultivation experience, which surprised Mi Xiaojing.