Mu Xiyun looked up at him, and there was no expression in her light-colored eyes. Just when Gu Qingqiao was about to surrender and say "I was wrong", he turned around without a word and went to wash his sword by the water.

Gu Qingqiao looked at him in surprise, the corners of his mouth twitched quietly.

Deng Xian looked at his silent back and said in shock, "You really can't do anything about it!"

After speaking consciously, he hurriedly comforted: "It's okay, let's find a way together."

Seeing the forbearance on his face, Gu Qingqiao patted Deng Xian on the shoulder with emotion: "Junior Brother Deng, you are really a good person!"

Deng Xian, who was bewildered, was stunned on the ground.

Mu Xiyun washed his sword and turned around and said, "Let's go, let's go up the mountain."

Chapter 28 The Cabin

"By the way, go up the mountain." Deng Xian understood, "Senior Brother Mu is going to find the source of the water."

"Well," Mu Xiyuan replied, "although it may be an illusion caused by Lingshan, I'm still a little worried if I don't go to see it. And..." Mu Xiyuan raised her eyes and looked at Gu Qingqiao.

"Also," Gu Qingqiao nodded to him, "there is a teleportation formation in Lingshan Illusory Realm to get out of the mountain."

Deng Xian was stunned for a moment, and then he slapped his thigh and said, "How could I forget that those who enter the illusion formation will be transported down the mountain by the illusion formation, regardless of whether they can get the Spirit Wu." After a while, he responded: " Then you two just..."

Mu Xiyun walked up the mountain with a light cough, Gu Qingqiao blinked at Deng Xian, and followed up with a smile. Only Senior Brother Qingchengshan, who only realized that he had been deceived at this moment, reluctantly followed behind.

The three of them walked up the mountain road, but this time they did not encounter any obstacles. Only occasionally one or two small animals jumped over the road in a panic, and quickly hid when they saw people.

Not long after walking, the sound of the water became louder, and the water mist that rushed toward the face wetted his face. At the corner of the mountain road, a white Lian fell from the sky and crashed on the mountain wall, causing bursts of water.

Mu Xiyun reached out to the waterfall, but Gu Qingqiao pulled it back before she touched the water. He looked at Gu Qingqiao with a bit of tears and laughter, reached out to take some water, retracted his hand and repeatedly confirmed that there was no problem, and then let go of his sleeves.

Deng Xian, who was on the side, didn't pay attention, and directly put his hand into the edge of the waterfall, and then shrank back with a "yo" sound.

"What's wrong?" Mu Xiyun glanced at Gu Qingqiao's hand, feeling a little nervous.

"Oh, it's okay." Deng Xian shook his hand: "This water is so cold."

The weather in April in the south is already very warm. Although the mountains are cool, there is no colder feeling. At this time, the three of them stood by the waterfall, but they felt the slightest coolness coming from the water. When you put your hand in the water, it is even more biting cold.

Suddenly, there was a flash in front of my eyes, and a small group of black shadows quickly descended with running water. By the time the three of them leaned over to look, they were long gone.

Presumably the animals on the mountain stumbled.

"Let's go," Gu Qingqiao said, unable to see any clues for a while, "Go up and see the source."

Lingshan is not too high, and the previous Lingshan discussions can reach the magic formation on the top of the mountain in the evening of the second day or the morning of the third day. The section of the road before the magic formation is called "Chuangfeng", because people from all walks of life will show their magical powers on this road, compete with others, and eliminate opponents until the moment when the enchantment in front of the magic formation disappears.

At this moment, the three of them were walking on the "Chuangfeng" road, but they were peaceful until they reached a small house.

Although Xianmen disciples are full of admiration and fantasies about Lingshan Illusion, anyone who has climbed Lingshan knows that the entrance to the illusion is not as tall and brilliant as people think, on the contrary, it looks very shabby.

According to legend, this is the place where Nie Wuya lived before his ascension.

The thatched hut is built on the mountain, and is located in a small open space in front of the mountain. In front of the door, a sloping fence surrounded a small courtyard, with a few bamboo chairs in the courtyard and a few bushes of green bamboo beside the house. At first glance, it looks like a quiet and simple family.

At this moment, a group of people stood outside the small courtyard.

The flash flood occurred on the night of the first day. During this time, most of the people had not yet walked halfway up the mountain. The group of people here should all be survivors of the flood.

There is no need to climb the peak, Shan Hong has already made a choice for them.

The three slowly walked towards the crowd. A burly man with a beard turned his head, saw Deng Xian, and nodded to them.

"Dragon Tiger Villa, Fang Rui." Seeing both of them looking at him, Deng Xian explained in a low voice. After he finished speaking, he stepped forward to salute and asked, "Senior Brother Fang, why are you... why are you standing here?"

Fang Rui raised his head in the direction of the hut. A tall and thin young man pushed the door into the room, and after a while, came out again. There was a sigh of disappointment from the crowd.

Lingshan Illusion, disappeared.

"Could it be because the time has not come?"

"Go in and try another person?"

Mu Xiyuan took two steps to the side, sat cross-legged beside the bamboo forest, closed her eyes, and felt the spiritual power of this place.

The disciples of Moyun Mountain have always had a good reputation in the immortal world. At this moment, Mu Xiyuan's face is calm and calm. Everyone can only see the immortal king in white sitting with his eyes closed under the breeze and green bamboo, showing a state of solemnity and compassion. The anxiety and impatience were comforted for a moment, and everyone slowly quieted down.

After a while, Mu Xiyuan opened her eyes, stood up, and asked the people in front of the house, "Is there a descendant of Lingwu Sect here?"

A black-robed Taoist came out more and more, "Under Wen Zirui, under the long gate of Lingwumen Zhang Rui Baidao."

"Okay." Mu Xiyuan said: "I heard that there is a kung fu in Lingwu Sect. It can detect the distribution of spiritual power in one place, and even make invisible enchantments appear. I wonder if this senior brother can use it."

According to legend, Qi Weiling, the founder of Lingwu Gate, was a spiritual stone miner. He was born with a special sensitivity to spiritual power, and often used his spiritual sense to explore the location of mineral veins in the wild. Later, Qi Weiling became successful in cultivating immortals. In Lingwumen, there has always been a hall called Inquiring Vein, which recruits people who are sensitive to spiritual power to practice this method, specializing in mineral vein exploration, and using spiritual stones to support the teacher's door.