"Kunlun?" Mu Nianhua asked in confusion, "Isn't that the legendary sacred mountain? Is there really a Kunlun in the world?"
Su Jian nodded and said, "Yes. Kunlun is further north than Weilong Mountain. To get there, you have to cross thousands of miles of ice fields and thousands of miles of snow-capped mountains. When you feel that you have reached the end of the world, you will see a huge snow-capped mountain. The snow-capped mountain almost blocks the sunlight. From a distance, it looks like a giant dragon lying down. That is Kunlun."
Mu Nianhua's tone still carried a hint of misfortune: "Over the years, many travelers have tried to explore the existence of Kunlun, but they are just like the travelers who visited the overseas immortal mountains over there, and they have never returned."
"That's because they didn't know how to get there, so they died on that ice field." Su Jian said in a deep voice.
Su Baiyi raised his head: "Senior, do you know?"
Su Jian did not answer directly. He stretched out his finger and lightly tapped the golden box. The golden box suddenly unfolded and turned into a rectangular piece of gold. Su Jian turned him over from behind, then flicked his long sleeves, and a map slowly appeared on it.
"This!" Su Baiyi was shocked.
"This is the map to Kunlun." Su Jian said proudly.
Mu Nianhua glanced at the map, waved his folding fan and tapped on the map lightly: "This time, the Golden Wind will dock at Sunset City at the northernmost point, and there is still twenty days."
The moon rises at night.
On the deck.
Su Baiyi and Mu Nianhua stood by the boat, feeling the night breeze on the river and looking at the moon reflected in the water. They were both stunned and silent. Su Jian had already returned to his room and lay down to rest.
"I've heard about your stories these days." Mu Nianhua spoke first, "It seems that I made the right choice to help you back then."
"What do you mean?" Su Baiyi asked.
"For us in the Mu family, every choice we make is a business. Now it seems that you have survived, while the arrogant Shanglin Palace has been torn apart, so I did not make the wrong choice," Mu Nianhua waved his fan gently, "Of course, this is a very snobbish way of saying it. To put it another way, I am very happy that you are still alive."
Su Baiyi also smiled: "I also think that it is a miracle that I am still alive in this world."
Mu Nianhua also laughed: "Living in this world, there will inevitably be many fights."
"I figured out one thing this time." Su Baiyi looked up and said, "Running away won't solve any problem, because running away can only delay it, not end it. So next time, I will go find Bai Jile myself."
"Even your master is no match for him." Mu Nianhua was stunned.
"So I'm going to Kunlun this time, and when I come back, I will definitely master peerless martial arts!" Su Baiyi shouted.
Mu Nianhua looked around, then moved closer to Su Baiyi and whispered, "Actually, I think some of what Senior Demon Lord said was a lie. Even if Kunlun really exists, and your Su family's ancestors are on it, it may not have anything to do with Miss Nangong's injury."
Su Baiyi subconsciously glanced at the side, and then whispered: "I guessed it too. It seems that for a person who has been hiding in the dark prison for decades, his deceptive tricks can no longer keep up with the times."
"I just asked the doctor from the Medicine King Pavilion to confirm that Miss Nangong's injuries are no longer serious. Although it is unlikely that she will recover her previous martial arts in a short period of time, her body has begun to gradually accommodate the true energy." Mu Nianhua said.
Su Baiyi nodded: "If it is true as the senior said, going to Kunlun requires crossing the ice fields and snowy mountains, then the seriously injured senior sister will definitely find it difficult to resist. I wonder if Master Mu is willing to help me again."
Mu Nianhua curled his lips and smiled: "This favor is very dangerous. Your senior sister is so beautiful, and you have already accepted my hairpin."
Su Baiyi shrugged: "If you really have this ability, then I can only say that I admire you."
Mu Nianhua stretched lazily, his expression showing a bit of excitement: "That will be very interesting! I will definitely help you with this."
"Also, I need to write a letter and send it to the academy to let them know that I'm safe. When they look for us, we'll be in trouble if they run into those people from Fusheng Zuimeng Tower. I'd also like to ask Mr. Mu for help." Su Baiyi said.
"No problem. Our Mu family's carrier pigeons are the fastest in the world. When you finish the letter today, the academy will receive the news at noon tomorrow." Mu Nianhua replied.
Su Baiyi looked up at the moon in the sky: "In fact, during the days when I lived with my master in Xinghua Village, I also thought that it would be nice to live a peaceful life like this, take over the academy, inherit my master's legacy, and become a private school teacher in the village. But then I thought about it, there are still many things I don't know, the revenge for the murder of my adoptive parents has not been avenged, and my life experience has not been clarified, so I wanted to get out of Xinghua Village as soon as possible. I spent many years in this dilemma."
Mu Nianhua smiled faintly and asked, "What happened after leaving Xinghua Village?"
"After leaving Xinghua Village, I met Senior Sister, Senior Brother Feng, Senior Brother Xie and others. I felt that this world was really interesting, much more interesting than Xinghua Village. But in such an interesting world, there are dangers everywhere. Every day I worry about the people around me leaving, and I worry about leaving myself." Su Baiyi shook his head and said, "I am happier, but I also have more troubles."
Mu Nianhua put away his folding fan: "Because you care about more things, you are happier and more worried. For example, you are worried about one thing right now."
Su Baiyi seemed to have been seen through. He continued to look at the moon and changed the subject: "The moonlight is so beautiful tonight."
Mu Nianhua took a breath and curled his lips: "It's not appropriate to say this to me, right? Mr. Su, please don't scare me."
Su Baiyi smiled and said, "Brother Mu, you think too much. I didn't mean anything. I just wanted to praise the moonlight."
Mu Nianhua said meaningfully: "You are thinking, when will you say this to her? After all, I have already promised to help you, so you don't have much time left."
Su Baiyi laughed dryly: "Mr. Mu, you are not a good person."
Mu Nianhua rolled his eyes: "Anyone who covets his senior sister is not a good person!"
In the Medicine King Pavilion, Nangong Xier was lying on the sickbed, breathing slowly. After several doctors on duty felt her pulse several times and found nothing unusual, they propped their heads up with their hands and finally began to doze off. At this moment, Nangong Xier's face changed quietly.
Red, blue, cyan, orange, green.
Her face changed rapidly and quietly among these five colors.