Really not a villain

Mu Jiangling circled around the old tree, turned around and asked Ying Chen, "Where is this?"

"Near Danxia Mountain."

"Nearby...where?"

The two fell silent in unison.

A curl of cooking smoke rises in the distance, which is particularly conspicuous in the shade of deep green and light green branches and leaves.

Mu Jiangling raised his hand and pointed: "There seems to be someone there, let's go and have a look?"

Ying Chen: "Let's go."

After leaving the forest, there was indeed a small village ahead.Mu Jiangling went up to stop a farmer carrying a pole: "Excuse me, is it far from Danxia Mountain?"

"Danxia Mountain? You mean that fairy mountain?" The farmer said with a simple and honest taste, "It's very far away, and it will take seven or eight days to go. Little brother, I think you are born from other places?"

Mu Jiangling said, "Yes."

The farmer said with a smile: "If you want to go to the fairy mountain to meet the immortal, I advise you, you'd better give it up."

Mu Jiangling: "How do you say that?"

The farmer helped the bamboo hat: "We mortals can't go up that fairy mountain. Even if we go up, all the immortals on the mountain have already disappeared, so it's a waste of effort."

"All gone?!"

"One night a few years ago, everyone around here saw that there was a sudden light shining on the fairy mountain in the distance. Later, the food handed in in the inspection department would not disappear, so it was piled up on the Well, no one dared to move it, and it became moldy in the end. The elderly said that the immortals have ascended, which is a good omen and auspicious!"

On the ridge of the field came a little brother leading a buffalo, with a grass in his mouth, and took up the conversation: "What's the matter, without the immortal, who will protect us? Who will help us fight the monsters?"

The farmer shouted loudly: "Goofy, don't talk nonsense!"

The little brother muttered: "It was originally... hey, don't hit me!"

Mu Jiangling: "..."

It seems that there is a very important news out of the question.

All the immortal disciples on Danxia Mountain suddenly disappeared one night a few years ago, and there was no news about it.The other immortal sects didn't know anything about it, and Wentian Ji even sent invitations to Shi Kongjin.

Why do you say it is missing but not ascending?

I'm ashamed to say that my knowledge is shallow, and I haven't seen any book that clearly states in black and white that someone suddenly enlightened on a certain day in a certain year, and there was a thunder on the ground, and he became a fairy and soared in the sun.The astonishing geniuses who have been boasted that there are heaven and earth, but their final whereabouts are unknown.

Mu Jiangling guessed that [-]% of them were dead.Since no one proves the Tao, the question comes back again, why cultivate immortals?

No one in this world seems to have thought about this problem.The general perception is that cultivating immortals is better than being an ordinary person, just like eating bran if you have food.

Mu Jiangling walked while thinking, returned to Ying Chen's side, and told him the news he had inquired about.

"Feisheng?" Ying Chen sneered.

"That's right, it's so strange." Mu Jiangling emphasized, "In one night, everyone disappeared, how could it be possible. Even if it was true, how could it be such a good luck that everyone ascended together? Huge shit fell on the Liufang Palace?"

"Shit?" Ying Chen was stunned, his expression seemed indescribable, he spoke for a long time, and then spit out two words, "vulgar!"

Mu Jiangling: "I didn't mean that! I meant they were lucky, shit luck!"

Ying Chen comprehended: "What is the saying in your hometown?"

Mu Jiangling wiped his sweat: "Yes, yes... No matter what, let's go to Danxia Mountain to see? No one is fine, I can take Bailucao away in a fair and honest manner."

Ying Chen nodded, staring at the distant Danxia Mountain shrouded in hazy clouds and mists, and walked away.

Mu Jiangling: "Wait..."

Ying Chen turned around when he heard the sound.It's a pity that it's too late. With a "puchi", he stepped into a pile of cow dung.

The cow dung was fresh, the cow might have loose stools, Ying Chen kicked it down, and a lot of it splashed onto the hem of his clothes.

Mu Jiangling covered his mouth, strained his face desperately, and pretended to be serious: "I told you to wait... Poof, hahaha..."

Ying Chen saw that he was laughing so hard that he was about to roll on the ground, so he twitched the corner of his mouth, "Mu Jiangling."

"Hey, hey, I'll wash you by the river later, let me laugh first... Hahaha..."

Ying Chen: "..."

He had an urge to throw the mortal into the cow dung.

Mu Jiangling didn't know that he was about to come into close contact with cow dung, and finally had enough laughs. He asked someone for some hay, and squatted by the river to wash his boots and clothes.Ying Chen was wearing a thin coat, sitting under a tree and watching him wash.Ying Chen suddenly asked: "Dog poop is good luck, what about cow dung?"

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Mu Jiangling said against his conscience: "It's also good luck!"

"Oh." Ying Chen was quiet for a while, but it didn't last long before he spoke again, "Why does stepping on shit bring good luck?"

Mu Jiangling couldn't help covering his face: "Can you stop talking about shit, I feel a little sick."

"it is good."

After washing the clothes and boots, Mu Jiangling brought them to Ying Chen and said, "You can wear them after you dry them."

Ying Chen lowered his head, stretched out his hand and flicked on the wet clothes, a small ball of water splashed out like glass marbles, and fell to the ground with a thud.

Mu Jiangling was very surprised to see him flicking the water balls. As he watched, he caught a glimpse of something protruding from the back of Ying Chen's neck.

"What is this?" He stared at the half black circle, "Cupping?"

Ying Chen was taken aback for a moment, then covered the back of his neck and looked up at Mu Jiangling.

The amber vertical pupils glowed with golden light.

Like a lynx ready to bite at any time.

Mu Jiangling couldn't help taking a step back: "...you, what's wrong with you?"

Ying Chen stood up, put on his clothes, and said coldly: "It's a lot of things." Leaving him alone, he left.

Mu Jiangling went in without knowing.

He thought for a while.Ying Chen's mood became bad, and nine out of ten it was related to that black mark.It is conceivable that it is not a good thing, and it is not easy for others to see.Should I apologize?

"Ying Chen Ying Chen!" Mu Jiangling chased after him.

Ying Chen turned a deaf ear to it.

"You're walking too fast!" Mu Jiangling said, "I saw it by accident, yes... ah!"

He was so focused on chasing Ying Chen that he didn't look at his feet. He tripped and staggered and fell onto someone.

Ying Chen turned around at some point, supported him firmly with one hand, and said, "You fell down again."

He sighed: "You go ahead."

Mu Jiangling smiled awkwardly yet politely, wishing he could find a crack in the ground and sneak in.How embarrassing, how embarrassing!

The two arrived at the foot of Danxia Mountain, where the misty blue fairy mountain stood dignifiedly, so quiet that no one could bear to disturb it.

There are formations around the mountain to prevent mortals without spiritual power from entering by mistake.

Naturally, this small barrier could not hinder Mu Jiangling.He passed through easily, jumped up and down the stone steps twice, and said to Chen: "It seems a little too quiet."

Ying Chen didn't talk nonsense: "Go up."

Walking up the continuous stone steps, the more you walk, the more weird you feel.The entire Danxia Mountain has flowers and grass, birds and animals, but there are no people.

It seems that in the huge mountain, there is only this little footsteps tapping and echoing along the steps.

Mu Jiangling stepped up the last stone step.In the empty martial arts training square, there was no one around, and grass grew unscrupulously between the bricks and stones.

He walked forward again, and after a while, a majestic hall appeared in front of him.

Danxia Mountain, Liufang Palace.

Push the door and enter.There was a thick layer of dust on the table in the main hall, and no one had been there for a long time.

It's really like what the farmer said, the Liufang Palace was emptied overnight.

Mu Jiangling felt trembling in his heart, subconsciously grabbed Ying Chen, and said, "Here, why does this place look like a haunted place?"

Ying Chen glanced twice, and was about to speak when suddenly his eyes froze, and he shouted, "Who?!"

The main hall door slammed shut.

Mu Jiangling was going to draw his sword, but he couldn't draw it, only to remember that Hongchen had left behind in Junshan, so he pulled out the dagger from his boot instead.

The voice came from nowhere, ethereal and ethereal: "Isn't it a pleasure to have a guest coming from afar?"

Mu Jiangling said: "An uninvited guest can also be called a guest? You can change the word if you pretend to be a ghost?"

"Fellow Taoist, I neither pretend to be a god nor a ghost. I just hide my body. If you can find it, I will show up to you; if you can't find it, then I have no choice but to ask you Where did you come from, where did you go back?"

Just as Mu Jiangling was about to search carefully, Ying Chen poked him from behind and said in a low voice, "Not in the main hall."

"So it's hiding somewhere else?" Mu Jiangling said with a smile, "You closed the door of the main hall, how can we get out, and how can we find you?"

The voice didn't answer.

Not long after, the gate of the main hall was opened with a bang, and a gust of cold wind swept in from the outside, blowing the banners flutteringly, and a figure quietly appeared beside the gate.

"Li Qingya." The man was holding a sword, dressed in spotless white clothes, and said politely, "I don't know what to call you?"

Mu Jiangling was terrified.

The chief disciple of Danxia Mountain, the personal disciple of Shi Kongjin - Li Qingya.Isn't he in Junshan?

"It's quite disrespectful to trespass into someone else's mountain gate without giving their name." Li Qingya looked at him and asked unexpectedly, "Mu Jiangling?"

Mu Jiangling blurted out, "You recognize me?"

Li Qingya said: "I've seen the portrait, I recognize it."

This portrait is probably the arrest warrant issued by Qingyuntai.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense, ready to explode... Wait, why is he the only one who is nervous?Mu Jiangling was a little confused.

Li Qingya was standing at the door, smiling, not intending to draw a sword at all.

He took two steps forward.

Mu Jiangling: "Are you refining Xu?"

Li Qingya said modestly: "My aptitude is dull, and I am still trapped in the state of returning to the void. Brother Meng is born with a pure nature and excellent talent. Among the first disciples, he is lucky to be able to refine the void, but he is the only one."

Mu Jiangling: "...What a coincidence, I also returned to the void."

The implication is deterrence.You and I are at the same level, and I have more than one person. If we fight, you will suffer.

Li Qingya heard the meaning, put the sword behind his back, and stretched out his hand to show him: "I just showed up to tell you a story, fellow Taoist, can you let go of your guard?"

Mu Jiangling refused: "No."

Not to mention that this person is the head disciple of Liufang Palace, just because he should have appeared here in Junshan, Mu Jiangling would never believe his nonsense.