Hu Zi seemed to be frightened, he hugged Mu Xiyun's arm and refused to let go, so Mu Xiyun had to take him by his side.

After tossing for a while, the sky was already covered with white light, and the thrilling night finally passed.

The villagers were extremely tired. The adults held their children, and the old people supported each other and fell asleep around the fire.

Mu Xiyuan handed the sleeping Huzi to Zhu Li, got up and walked towards the disciples of Mount Qingcheng. The young man in the lead immediately got up and saluted Mu Xiyuan: "Deng Xian in Qingcheng Mountain, I have seen Senior Brother Mo Yunshan."

Mu Xiyun grabbed the first two steps, supported his elbow, and said sincerely, "Thanks to everyone in Qingcheng Mountain this time, if it wasn't for your help, the consequences would have been unimaginable."

"Senior brother is too honorable, and it is the duty of Xianmen disciples to save people in danger." Deng Xian said sternly.

The morning light was faint, illuminating Deng Xian Fangzheng's face and tall figure, what a heroic boy!

After a few words of greetings, everyone warmed up. The two female cultivators from Qingcheng Mountain had seen enough men like their brothers and sisters since they entered the mountain. After finally seeing a girl, they quickly pulled Luo Qingwen to talk about themselves.

"Hey, Junior Sister Luo, your jade is so unique!" The Senior Sister of Qingcheng Mountain suddenly exclaimed.

Luo Qingwen looked down and saw that it was the Jade Jue that Zhu Yicheng helped her recapture before. Afraid of being lost in the chaos, Luo Qingwen wore a plain silk sash and hung it around her neck. It was originally stuffed in the clothes, but when I was going up the mountain just now, I pulled the elderly and children, and it was exposed unknowingly.

"Yu Jue, that means there is a pair! I don't know which Xianjia Langjun has the other one?" Little Junior Sister asked with a smirk.

The brothers and sisters of Qingcheng Mountain had long since pricked up their ears, and when they heard the words, they all looked at her quietly. Luo Qingwen's face flushed, but she didn't dodge, she took off the jade jue generously, "This is my mother's, and I don't know where it came from!"

Although it is something left by her mother, it is likely related to her own life experience, but the origin of this jade is a mystery. Luo Qingwen had the heart to inquire, so she simply showed it to everyone to see if she could find someone to help her. helped.

Jade Jue is not big, and a girl's small hand can easily be held in the palm of her hand. A deer is carved at the bottom of the round jade. The body of the deer is round and strong, the four hoofs are curved upwards following the shape of the jade, and the tall deer has long antlers on its head. The branches of the antlers are stacked on top of each other, forming an elegant arc in the upper part.

Under the light of the fire, the jade is as warm and moist as congealed fat, and the deer's body is as if it really has flesh and blood.

The disciples of Mount Qingcheng circulated around and shook their heads. Only one disciple from the northwest hesitated: "When I was a child, I heard my grandmother tell stories. There is a deer in the west, which comes from the distant snow-capped mountains. , Linglu will be transformed into a human form and become a goddess in the world. The goddess prays for the world, so that the desert rains down, and the Gobi becomes an oasis. And the blood of the goddess can keep people's souls alive."

After speaking, he blushed first, glanced at Luo Qingwen, and said, "The old man's story is not necessarily credible, I wonder if I can help the girl."

Before Luo Qingwen could speak, the senior sister from Qingcheng Mountain laughed first: "It's rare that Xiaoke said so much today, remember to tell the senior sister a story tomorrow!"

After some remarks, the younger brother could not wait to find a hole to drill down.

Then a group of young people discussed a few more words, but there were no new ideas. Luo Qingwen put the silk sash back on her neck again, and took the two female nuns to rest.

Zhu Yicheng and Qin Le just went to see the situation of the mountain people, and came over now and sat down next to the disciples of Qingcheng Mountain. Although they hadn't slept all night, the young people were full of energy, no one showed weakness, and they did not forget to communicate with each other about the Lingshan illusion they knew.

A Qingcheng Mountain disciple asked, "You said, could this mountain torrent and mud flow be an illusion in Lingshan?"

Zhu Yicheng was confused and said: "No, it's not in the "Lingshan Collection" that it is not said that after a day and night or two days, you may reach the land of the illusion. We have only walked for a day, and it should not be there yet."

"But does this kind of catastrophe and danger also happen on Immortal Mountain? It is said that Lingshan is a blessed land for immortal spirits. How can such a catastrophe happen?"

Another disciple immediately coaxed: "It's not easy to know, you jump down and try. If you can't drown, it must be an illusion."

The disciples burst into laughter.

The other Deng Xian frowned when he heard the laughter.

"Junior Brother Deng, what's the problem?" Mu Xiyuan asked sensitively.

"Oh, I'm worried about what to do with these villagers."

The sky gradually brightened, the dark clouds dissipated, and the nascent sun illuminated the scene below the mountain.

The village has disappeared without a trace, and the valley where the houses used to be has been replaced by a large river. The river is turbulent, and there are still broken branches and broken trees floating on the water, and the small village that was originally quiet and peaceful has disappeared.

Mu Xiyuan raised his eyes and looked into the distance. Yesterday, the mountain top covered with lush trees seemed to be drawn from top to bottom by a master of Danqing. A huge waterfall hung upside down like a sea of ​​stars, crashing down from the top of the mountain. The huge current has already covered the narrow riverbed of the previous creek and washed out a new channel. And the lower reaches of the river, it seems...

Seeing Mu Xiyuan's solemn expression, everyone stood up and looked downstream. After a while, several people let out a gasping sound of surprise. Qin Le murmured, "then that is... the sea?"

In the distance downstream of the river, the field of vision is divided into three sections: the top is the misty sea of ​​clouds, the bottom is the nearby rocks, and between the two, under the illumination of the rising sun, a dazzling golden light shines.

Outside the mountain, more than two hours ago.

Nie Yao and Zhang Jinjin were upstairs in Qingfeng, and when they heard the huge roar in Lingshan, they couldn't help but change their expressions.

Nie Yao took out his sword "Yu Peng", squeezed a sword, pulled Zhang Jinjin to jump on the sword, and went straight to the entrance of Lingshan.

All those who entered the mountain have already entered the mountain, and the spirit mountain barrier has been sealed. Although the roar of the mountain is constantly heard, it is silent at the moment.

The exit formation at the other end of the square was restless at this moment.