"Brother Mu, how did you and my brother meet?"

"You know, my brother is very kind to me. When the master asks us to work, my brother always asks me to rest and pick the dirtiest and most tiring work by myself."

"I like going out with my brother the most!"

Mu Xiyun had already forgotten how she answered, but she only remembered that she was excited to meet again after a long absence, but she had to suppress her mood and listen to the little boy talking to himself with a smile.

Gu Qingqiao said nothing, sitting under the porch and watching the moonlight. When the moon was in the middle of the sky, he turned his head and said to the two: "It's getting late, Wuying, let Mu Xianjun rest."

It turned out that his name was Wuying.

Hearing the sound of "Xianjun", the fire in Mu Xiyun's heart that had been suppressed all night suddenly ignited. He got up, gave a stiff salute, and walked to the room without saying a word.

Behind him, Wuying asked in a low voice, "Senior brother, Brother Mu seems to be a little angry, did Wuying say something wrong?"

Qingqiao's voice came: "Wuying, it's none of your business. Go and rest."

Mu Xiyun closed the door heavily.

Early the next morning, Wuying came to find Mu Xiyun.

"Brother Mu, let's go to the barren mountains outside the city again!"

"Why? Are there any snow demons there?"

"The snow demon is gone. Brother Shi said that the snow demon that she killed yesterday was quite high. If it was her lair, she might be able to find something of value."

"What about your brother?"

"Senior brother received a call from the teacher's door last night. He said that he would go to the mountain when he came back, but Wuying knew that Shige was very hard every day, and Wuying could do such trivial things, and he could help Shige. ."

Mu Xiyun's anger disappeared without a trace when he heard the last sentence.

Mu Xiyuan and Wuying came to the side of the mountain, and the two went all the way up, searching for the snow demon's lair, but found nothing.

Soon, the two came to the top of the mountain again.

Under the sunshine of March, the body of the snow demon had already disappeared without a trace. A snow-white bead fell in the grass.

"Yeah, Yao Dan!" Wuying ran over happily, picked up the beads, and waved to Mu Xiyun happily: "Brother Mu, come and see, these beads are really beautiful."

Mu Xiyun walked over.

There was not much space at the top of the cliff, Wuying squatted in the inner position, and Mu Xiyun could only stand on the edge of the cliff.

With the demon pill held high in Wuying's hands, he stood up happily. Following his movements, the rock under Mu Xiyun's feet suddenly collapsed, just like the ochre stone platform just now...

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Time seems to be stretched out. Memories go back and forth but only for a moment. The whistling wind was still whistling in his ears, and he quickly fell and puffed out his wide sleeves and robes. Mu Xiyun faced the sky and watched the cave go away quickly.

"It's good that there's less water!" The originally surging water flow cut off its source after a burst of spiritual force, and the originally wide waterfall quickly shrank into a small stream within a few breaths.

Mu Xiyuan tried his luck, but after the collapse of the high platform, the impact of the water current, and the friction when he was washed out of the cave, he suffered numerous major and minor injuries all over his body; what was worse, the spiritual shock of the ochre platform exploded. After seeing the Sea of ​​Consciousness, the backflow of spiritual power in the meridians of the whole body caused him to suffer from severe pain, and his whole body lost strength.

Mu Xiyun had to try his best to gather the little spiritual power in his meridians, and set up a simple defensive formation behind his back to resist the impact of the landing.

"Bang!" The defensive formation was violently smashed, and the back slammed into the ground heavily, stirring up a cloud of dust. Mu Xiyun opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, and his vision gradually blurred.

When he opened his eyes again, it was dusk. Pieces of burning clouds floated in the air, and the rocks in the valley were dyed a bright red.

Valley?

Mu Xiyun raised her head with difficulty and looked around. The hut, stone walls, and waterfalls all disappeared without a trace, and there was a large dry and barren rocky field in front of me, and the sharp stones made my body aching.

There was a familiar feeling in my heart, and the scenery here seemed to have been seen before.

Mu Xiyun sat up slowly and silently checked her condition. Countless flesh wounds on his body are oozing blood. The more serious ones are two broken ribs, his left hand is dislocated, and his internal organs are displaced. The spiritual power in the body was straightened out a little.

Mu Xiyun held the wrist of his left hand with his right hand, gritted his teeth and shook it, and with a click, his wrist reset. The severe pain made his eyes dark, and he took two quick breaths. Mu Xiyuan took out the Qiankun bag, trying to find out if there was any medicine that could be used.

The consciousness swept away, and he couldn't help but stay for a while.

In the corner of the Qiankun bag, there is an exquisite medicine box, and there are about twenty small porcelain bottles neatly stacked in the medicine box. Pills for treating internal injuries and gathering spiritual energy, powders for treating trauma, hemostasis and muscle regeneration, potions for enhancing physical strength and improving spiritual sense... There are so many. I suddenly remembered that person's advice: "Don't push yourself when you enter the mountains, don't put yourself in danger for others; don't be stingy with the medicine pill if you get hurt..."

Mu Xiyun lowered his head and smiled: "It really made him worry about nothing. I don't know how he is now." He casually took the healing elixir and ate it, meditated cross-legged, and used his spiritual power to drive the effect of the medicine. , slowly repair the body.

When opened eyes again, the sky was full of stars.

The large and small wounds on his body have stopped bleeding. Although the ribs have been connected, there is still a dull pain. What is more troublesome is the damage to the meridians. Mu Xiyun endured the pain and stood up, looked around, and walked forward to the right with instinct.

Turning around the foot of a mountain, a bamboo forest suddenly appeared in front of me.

Yes, Mu Xiyun finally understood where the familiarity just now came from.

This is the place where he came to in his previous life when he was talking about Taoism.

In the previous life, Mu Xiyuan met two senior brothers after entering Lingshan. The three of them entered the fantasy realm all the way, and they encountered the attack of a huge basilisk. In the fierce battle, a senior brother was seriously injured and fell to the ground. Seeing that he was about to be killed by the basilisk, Mu Xiyun desperately rushed forward to protect the senior brother, but was bitten by the giant snake on the shoulder. The fangs penetrated deep into the muscles, and Mu Xiyuan endured the severe pain and stabbed the giant snake seven inches into it.