Since waking up, Mu Xiyuan has been immersed in a deep self-doubt. Fifty years have passed, enough to make people experience the absurdity of right and wrong. Even the familiar Moyun Mountain has changed in fifty years. What is the meaning of returning to this world? In the previous life, Mu Xiyuan firmly believed that it was her life's mission to cultivate soaring and save the world, but after experiencing a life and death catastrophe, she faintly felt that there were more important things that she had neglected.

There were a few little squirrels jumping up and down the tree just now, but suddenly there was no movement at all. Mu Xiyun moved in his heart, secretly mobilized his spiritual power, and quietly released his divine sense to probe.

Two people, one in the late stage of foundation building, hid behind the big tree in front of the right, while the other was invisible, unable to directly judge the cultivation base and orientation.

A figure jumped out from behind the tree, wearing red clothes and a mask.

The person who came said: "I opened this mountain... ah!"

Mu Xiyun's sword was unsheathed, and the man and the sword hit the masked man like a bolt of lightning. The pressure of the Jindan period came crashing down, and it was bound to hit him with a single blow, restrain the masked man, and then concentrate on guarding against the other person in the forest.

The masked man exclaimed, and Mu Xiyuan's astonishing coercion approached him, and he could barely lift his arm. In an instant, the long sword was on his shoulder, and he had to close his eyes and shout, "Mixian Jun, spare your life!"

Mu Xiyun was puzzled in his heart, but the speed of his hands did not decrease. He spun around behind the masked man, restrained his shoulders with one hand, pressed the long sword against the opponent's throat, and glanced cautiously at the woods.

It seemed that someone was walking in the woods. The strange thing was that the other party was not worried about being discovered, and did not even release his coercion. He walked slowly out of the woods, his shoulders shrugged, as if ... laughing?

The masked man in his ear struggled to speak, and he was careful not to irritate the long sword beside his throat: "Master Mu, Senior Brother Mu, it's me, I'm Zhu Yicheng!"

The people in the woods finally appeared, with black clothes and black hair, it was Gu Qingqiao. At this moment, he had bent over with a smile, and was speechless while leaning on a short tree.

"This is?" Mu Xiyun let go of the hand holding Zhu Yicheng, put his sword in the sheath, and looked at Gu Qingqiao. The shallow cold eyes floated in confusion for a while, and there was a trace of ignorance in the coldness, which made people feel that it was very... cute.

"Cough, cough," Zhu Yicheng blushed, not knowing whether it was because he was restrained or embarrassed, he pulled down the masked cloth and smiled bitterly: "I entered the mountain just now, and I managed to get out of the barrier, but I fell from the air. …”

"Yes, yes," Gu Qingqiao's ears were flushed, and he didn't dare to look at him again. He turned to Zhu Yicheng and said, "I was here when I came in, and I heard him screaming and falling from the tree."

Is it because he fell stupid, so he blocked the road and robbed?

Zhu Yicheng also laughed and said proudly: "What did I say before entering the mountain? Sincerity is spiritual. Brother Gu also said just now that my thoughts are right, and Lingshan really heard my prayers. So that we can meet in the trial. So he said, let's wait here, maybe we can see you. Look, you really came."

Mu Xiyuan turned her head and saw Gu Qingqiao's smiling eyes, the eyes touched, and there was a faint warmth.

"Yes," Mu Xiyuan chuckled, "Thank you for your prayers!"

Chapter 21 Robbers

Zhu Yicheng got two companions and was very excited. He held them one by one in one hand and happily continued to walk up the mountain.

The trial of Lingshan is still far away at the top of the mountain, and the competition between Taoists has not yet begun. Now the spring is just right, which makes people feel like going out on an outing with friends.

The three walked leisurely on the mountain road together, and Zhu Yicheng was still chatting non-stop. Gu Qingqiao suddenly moved his consciousness and slowed his steps. Mu Xiyuan also noticed it at the same time, and pulled Zhu Yicheng to stop.

Not far ahead is a corner, vaguely like a human voice.

The three of them restrained their breath and stepped forward quietly.

A chubby young man was standing in the road, and in front of him stood a reckless man who was waving a big knife and yelling in a vicious voice: "Hey, give me your Qiankun bag!"

What a robbery!

The chubby boy took a step back, clutching the bag at his waist with both hands, his legs trembling involuntarily, and he said with a pale face, "What are you doing?"

The other party obviously did not listen to this sentence.

Zhu Yicheng asked quietly, "What should I do?"

Gu Qingqiao glanced at him and smiled lazily: "Anything will do, you can do it!"

The eldest young master of Green Willow Villa has been familiar with the small stories on the street since he was a child, and he has been yearning for the chivalrous person who helped Lu Jianjian with his sword since he was a child. The eldest young master got up ecstatically, and according to the standard routine of the small story book, shouted excitedly: "Stop!"

This roar is really full of anger, and although it trembles a little because of being too excited, it also completes the task perfectly. Not only was the robber stunned, but even the robber shivered with fright, and his legs fell to the ground.

However, the robber was obviously experienced. After a moment of stunned, he immediately returned to his senses, and with a swipe, he pulled out the big knife from his waist.

The new knights immediately swept away at the robbers.

Mu Xiyun moved to move forward, but was held down by her shoulders. Gu Qingqiao said softly by the ear: "I haven't seen Young Master Zhu make a move all the way, don't worry, take a look first." The voice was right next to his ear, and the breath passed by the ear hole. Mu Xiyun's whole body froze, only staring straight ahead. After a moment, he felt the hand on his shoulder drop casually.

There, Zhu Yicheng had already rushed to the front of the robbers.

The robber was in the middle of the foundation building, with a sharp knife, opening and closing. The sharp blade slashed straight at Zhu Yicheng's nose, and there was a hint of wind and thunder. Zhu Yicheng reached into his arms and took out a golden-edged folding fan.

When the robber saw the fan, he was instantly overjoyed, thinking about which one's son-in-law was out of his control, he added a bit of strength and planned to split the fan in half with him. The fat guy who rolled aside had already covered his eyes, but he saw Zhu Yicheng's footsteps change, and he veered slightly to the side when he was about to meet the robbers. This bias is very subtle, and immediately turned the slashing blade into a side slash, and the folding fan slanted into the blade at the moment before the blade was at its peak.