Fire and theft prevention

Cinnamon lingers.

The child held his breath and quietly hid among the dense leaves of the osmanthus tree, listening quietly to the sounds in the forest.

The area around Mount Gaotu is full of golden osmanthus, crowded together like tiny little suns, shining in the bright autumn colors.

The rustling sound got closer and closer to him, and finally, what he was waiting for appeared.

The child opened his beautiful amber eyes wide, hid himself among the flowers, and took a peek.

The first thing that comes into view is two pairs of snow-white antlers, which are as magnificent as the snow peaks of Gaotu Mountain, wandering leisurely among the sweet-scented osmanthus.

The giant deer showed his nose, rubbed against the bunch of flowers, and sniffed the one he liked the most.Then, the thick tongue rolled up the flower and sent it into the mouth.

The child covered his mouth and nose tightly, not daring to make a sound, and watched the giant deer curiously.

The deer quickly found another target, but that one grew too high and hid too deep. He carefully adjusted the huge horns and tried to drill deep into the sweet-scented osmanthus.

There was a snap.

The child gasped in surprise and clung to his branch.

The antlers hung cumbersomely from the branches and snagged them.The sweet-scented osmanthus he liked fell to the ground with the branches, stained with mud.

In the next moment, the branch and everything he touched dissipated into smoke and disappeared with the wind.

In the rustling autumn wind, Julu looked down at the place where the sweet-scented osmanthus disappeared.After a while, he stepped back and slowly disappeared into the depths of the sweet-scented osmanthus.

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When Mu Qingjia woke up in a daze, the tip of his nose was still filled with the sweet-scented osmanthus fragrance from his dream.

He rubbed the "flower branch" he had been clinging to, only to feel his cheeks warm, and the cinnamon fragrance became stronger.Rubbed by him, the "flower branch" in front of him trembled as if alive, then tightened and became stiff.

"Hua Zhi" said in a hoarse voice, "No matter when and where, senior brother can sleep like a pig, which is really beyond my reach."

Mu Qingjia smiled awkwardly, straightened her back quickly, and tore off her face that was attached to Huo Wei's back.

"Excellent." He sneered.

At this moment, he was straddling the Butterfly Sword, with his arms around his junior brother's waist; Huo Wei was sitting cross-legged in front, manipulating the Butterfly Sword, flying high in the sky at extreme speed.

Below them is a vast sea of ​​clouds, and occasionally a corner of Kyushu, or mountains and rivers or wastelands can be glimpsed, with large areas of yellowish brown interspersed with microgreens.

This is Yongzhou, the most northwestern part of Kyushu, and it is also a state that is sparsely populated.

There are many barren mountains and sandy land in Yongzhou, there is no fertile land to cultivate, no berries to pick, and there are many fierce beasts.In addition, dangerous peaks, deep valleys and ravines make it difficult to communicate with the outside world, so few mortals settle down, and the towns are few and far between.

As for Xianxiu, as early as before and after the Immortal Demon Tribulation, Yongzhou was bordered by Moxiu's territory. Many Xiuxian families and small sects were the first to bear the brunt of being massacred one after another, and most of the rest moved to the mainland. The sect that sticks to Yongzhou and has some reputation is actually only the Lingao sect.

However, the tranquility of the Lingao faction will soon be broken by the Great Competition of the Immortal League.

Mu Qingjia looked at the boundless mountains and said, "Awei, tell me, can we go back before Bu Suzerain?"

"He's slower than us." Huo Wei replied.

"That's good. You can still live a stable life with your junior sister." Mu Qingjia breathed a sigh of relief, "Now that I think about it, it's unbelievable that that girl will be the suzerain. Ah Wei, what is she like now?"

"If you want to know, just go and see for yourself." Huo Weiping looked ahead and said, "We're here."

After a few breaths, the Butterfly Sword pierced through the clouds, hovered down, and landed in the wilderness.Mu Qingjia jumped down from the spirit sword and looked around impatiently, but he didn't see a single person, let alone the scenery of lakes and mountains and thatched huts in his memory.

Huo Weidao: "This is the 'entrance' of the side peak, and the formation is the weakest. Entering from here can be deceiving."

Mu Qingjia took a closer look, and found that the water aura of this mountain was indeed more abundant than that of other places, and the aura of the five elements lingered like mist, and not far away, there was obviously a layer of light blue film.

——Mountain protection formation.These words appeared in his mind.

Mu Qingjia took a few steps forward, stretched out his hand involuntarily, and touched the water with his fingertips.

In an instant, countless memories reappeared in my mind: the sea of ​​fire, the demon cultivator, the nephew, the blood gushing from the body, and finally, the blood-stained Tianyi sword restarted the mountain protection formation, extinguished the flames of the demon cultivator, and protected Gao Tu Mountain.

This is the place where he and Huo Wei got acquainted, and it is also the place where he was buried.

Mu Qingjia stepped forward into the formation barrier, the water did not repel him, but became active because of it.Huo Wei followed closely and walked into the barrier.

"Don't use spiritual energy." He said, "Including the spiritual eye."

"it is good."

Mu Qingjia cut off the spiritual energy injected into the spiritual eyes on the forehead, and his vision suddenly turned black. He was just at a loss when he was pulled up by a scorching palm.

He smiled slightly, feeling that his hanging heart was placed in a hot spring.

After walking into it, I realized that the mountain protection array is much thicker than it looks from the outside.The surrounding area was shrouded in dense fog, and their speed also slowed down.

After half a stick of incense time, the surrounding water gradually subsided, and Huo Wei let go of his hand.

Mu Qingjia used her spiritual eyes again, and saw that they were on the rocky beach, and when she looked up, she saw a cliff thousands of feet high.

A gust of breeze blew up the broken hair from his temples, and Mu Qingjia said in a daze, "...'Life and Death Cliff'?"

This is the place that all Lingao Sect disciples must pass through.Within a month after forging the natal spirit sword, the Sword Master will bring them here to learn how to fly with the sword.

If you succeed in learning, you will live, and if you don't, you will die. This is the meaning of "the cliff of life and death".

Fortunately, all four disciples of Master Sword survived, and even Mu Qingjia, who was the weakest in talent, was saved by the mountain god and saved his life.

"Compared to the Cliff of Life and Death, the mountain now prefers to call it 'Tingfeng Cliff'." A cold voice came from the side, "The time for the exam and the sword has been extended to before the foundation is established, which is easier than that of the master. some."

Ever since Qingqiu Mountain left without saying goodbye, Mu Qingjia hadn't heard this voice for nearly two months.Hearing this, he turned his head happily and said with a smile, "Gu Xiao, long time no see."

The white-robed man stood tall and tall, with the snow on his face slightly melting, holding his sword in salute.

"Uncle Mu, Uncle Huo." He bowed and said, "I have been waiting here for a long time according to the order of the suzerain. The master is busy with affairs, so I can't get away for now. Please come with the disciple first."

Mu Qingjia returned the gift with his sword in his hand, and said, "Have you been waiting for these days? Thank you for your hard work."

"A matter of duty." Gu Xiao said.

He raised the Pillow Sword and floated up into the sky, Mu Qingjia and Huo Wei also boarded the Underworld Butterfly Sword, and the two swords flew into the sky together.

On the sword, Huo Wei, who had always been reluctant to talk to Gu Xiao, suddenly asked, "How is Huo Long?"

"Junior brother recasts the spirit sword, and he has not yet passed the level." After Gu Xiao answered, he hesitated for a moment, and then said: "Master said that the water spirit sword was once owned by the uncle."

Mu Qingjia was slightly taken aback: Junior brother actually gave that child the natal spirit sword?Although it was regarded as compensation for destroying his spirit sword, this compensation was too precious.

Huo Wei didn't care much and said, "Make the best use of everything."

However, Mu Qingjia felt that this was not like the behavior style of a junior.The younger brother has attached great importance to the ownership of objects since he was a child, and he would never allow others to touch his own things.

Although the young man is a relative, but the junior brother can give other high-level magic weapons, it is far from the gift of the natal spirit sword.

He had doubts in his heart, but he talked and laughed happily on his face, and asked Gu Xiao about the current situation of the Lingao Sect and the trivial matters of his junior sisters.

Before he knew it, the two swords flew over the cliff and entered Mount Gaotu.The mountains are very different from the outside environment, where there is no wind and no sand, the mountains are clear and the water is beautiful, and the greenery is abundant.A group of birds galloped past them, and the five elements were full of aura.

Gaotu Mountain was originally sparsely populated, and there were less than a hundred swordsmen. Gu Xiao deliberately chose a secret path, which did not attract anyone's attention.

At last they landed on a mountain plain, where several huts hugged each other lazily, and a silver osmanthus tree leaned against the fence, its trunk covered the sun with clouds, and cast a tree for shade.

This was Mu Qingjia's former residence, and it was properly preserved during his absence.There are no strangers intruding, but there are old people sweeping every month.

There are two wind chimes and an old revolving lantern hanging in front of the window. If it weren't for the silver osmanthus being several times bigger than he remembered, he could hardly believe that more than 50 years have passed.

"Junior Sister has a heart." Mu Qingjia sighed with a smile.

"Master has always missed the two masters." Gu Xiao said, "But please rest assured, except for a few old friends, the disciples in the mountain do not know the former residence of the masters."

Mu Qingjia smiled and said, "That is to say, at least we can walk around here at will?"

Gu Xiao nodded, and then said: "Masters are tired from the journey, please rest here for a while, and the younger generation will return to the master first."

"Go quickly." Mu Qingjia said with a smile, "I'm sorry to trouble you."

Gu Xiao saluted the two of them one by one, and Yu Jian left here.

Mu Qingjia turned her head and smiled at Huo Weiwei, then took his hand, pushed aside the hibiscus fence, and walked into one of the huts.

There are five pots of green plants in front of the window. Although they are very similar to the ones he raised before, they have been replaced with new ones.The furnishings have not changed at all, a wooden table in front of the window, a storage cabinet at the foot of the wall, and a low couch in the corner.

Mu Qingjia's fingertips brushed over the age-old folds of the bedding on the couch, and then touched the cloth covered under it with ugly scorched marks.

The old memories were refreshed, and he showed the cloth mask to Huo Wei with some novelty, and said with a smile: "Do you remember? It was burnt out when Ah Wei was a child."

Huo Weiyi was stunned, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to cover the scorched corner of the mattress, angrily said: "Why do you still keep it? Didn't you already lose it?"

His tone was anxious and his face was fierce, but Mu Qingjia knew that his junior was ashamed.He escaped Huo Wei's clutches eager to destroy the evidence, and hid under the quilt again, saying: "That's Ah Wei's first time, why is senior brother willing to throw it away?"

He spoke ambiguously, Huo Wei didn't know what to think of, his face turned red, and he frowned and said, "Don't talk nonsense."

Mu Qingjia smiled and said, "Why are you talking nonsense? It was originally..."

In fact, it's nothing, it's just a fun thing when I was a childhood sweetheart.

At that time, Huo Wei forged the spirit sword and just crossed the gate of hell, but as soon as he fell asleep, he returned to the critical moment of life and death. In his dream, he always unstoppably staggered his meridians, exploded to death, and died tragically alone.

For several days in a row, the child finally couldn't resist the nightmare, staring at a pair of dark circles under his eyes, and sneaked up to his brother's couch in the middle of the night.

His little senior brother fell asleep completely forgetting himself, completely unaware of the child's arrival.It wasn't until early in the morning that a fire burned half of the pillow and a corner of the quilt, and burned his temple hair, only to find that there was a junior brother who dreamed of roasting pig's feet under the quilt.

Mu Qingjia laughed as he thought about it, and was about to tease his junior brother with that embarrassing incident, but Huo Weiyi slapped his mouth shut, and covered his laughing words back into his throat.

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Huo Wei's soft lips rubbed back and forth in the palm of Huo Wei's hand, seeing the other party's submissive and begging for mercy, made him feel angry.

Huo Wei withdrew his hand as if he had been scalded, pressed his thin lips tightly, and turned his face away.He turned his face away, but couldn't help but glance over, looking at the appearance of his senior brother.

"Is Ah Wei peeking at me?" Mu Qingjia asked with a smile.

Huo Wei shook his shoulders, barely suppressed the flames that were almost frightened, snorted calmly, and said, "Senior brother's skin is as thick as a city wall."

After saying that, he felt that he should not be too immersed in the gentleness, and missed the business, so he turned around and said, "I'll go out for a while."

"What are you going to do?" Mu Qingjia asked.

"Do something." Huo Wei said perfunctorily.

Mu Qingjia didn't feel annoyed and followed behind him.Huo Wei quickened his pace, and he followed suit, completely ignoring the other party's silent words of "don't follow".

He was following too closely, so when Huo Wei turned and stopped, he directly bumped into his back.

"Stay by yourself for a while." Huo Wei seemed to calm down, with a rare gentle and helpless voice, "I'll come back as soon as I go, it's not dangerous."

"I haven't said anything yet." Mu Qingjia opened his eyes and stared at him seriously, "From the very beginning, Ah Wei was anxious to go back to Mount Gaotu. Whenever I mentioned it, you always changed the subject. After all What is it for? Now we can always say it.”

Huo Wei didn't want to say more: "I don't want you to worry too much."

"A Wei doesn't tell me anything, so I worry too much." Mu Qingjia persuaded, "Facing difficulties together, don't hide from each other—isn't this what we agreed before?"

Huo Wei watched him, and felt that his expression was serious and good-looking.He pondered for a moment, but couldn't help touching his ear lightly, and said frankly: "I want to get back the water spirit root."

The author has something to say:

OOC small theater (when the sword master forced the disciples to jump off the cliff to learn how to control the sword):

Xingru (blocking ears with deer's hooves): It's so annoying.What kind of broken rules did the sword lord set up? He had to listen to the screams on the cliff every day, torturing the ears of the god.Girl, change this rule soon.

Shui Jingzhe: Alright, I will follow my instructions!