Black Moonlight just wants to soar

A few short lines of writing were written on the tissue.

"You saved me once, and I also helped you rebuild your body. From now on, we will not owe each other. From now on, we will go our separate ways, and we will never see each other again."

Yun Lijiu tightly pinched the thin yellowed silk, at this moment, he felt that his heart was also ruthlessly pinched.

He knew that Mu Jiangyin didn't want to see him.In the dream, he thought that Mu Jiangyin fell in love with him...

The few people in the room saw that he did not speak, so they kept silent. Jiang Ruohua saw that Yun Lijiu's complexion was getting worse and worse. From a healthy white at the beginning, it gradually turned pale, as if it had lost its color.

After a long time, Yun Lijiu raised his head and asked, "How is he...?"

He left himself because he didn't like it?Because of a broken heart?Or was it because, like An Qing, she wanted to find a place to wait for her death silently?

Thinking that Mu Jiangyin might be suffering from the nightmare for herself now, Yun Lijiu's heart ached so badly that she couldn't breathe.

"He solved the nightmare for you with the "Taixu Picture Scroll", so don't worry about him." Xuanyuan Hong said according to what he had discussed with Mu Jiangyin in advance, "He should be doing well now, and he is carrying about [-] pieces of Saint Yuan Fruit. , hiding in a safe corner and cultivating crazily."

Yun Lijiu let out a long breath, the thing he feared the most did not happen.

Mu Jiangyin is fine, Mu Jiangyin is fine.

Yun Lijiu didn't ask "where is he", he knew that the people around him would not tell him.

He knew even more that with the current situation, even if he went to find Mu Jiangyin, it would be futile.

Even if it is to imprison him by his side, it is useless, but to repeat the tragedy of the previous life.

He just wanted Mu Jiangyin to live well and live in peace.

Under this premise, he is willing to endure, willing to remove all obstacles for this.

Yun Lijiu put the piece of thin silk carefully into his arms, and suddenly asked: "Five hundred Saint Yuan Fruits seem like a lot, but at most they can only be used for one year of his cultivation. After one year, he..."

Xuanyuan Hong hurriedly covered up: "I think he should have his own plans, he is a ghost, how could he tell us?"

The corners of Yun Lijiu's mouth hooked slightly.

That little devil is indeed a ghost, and he also knows how to avoid danger.

This year Yun Lijiu is very relieved.

As for a year later...

If Mu Jiangyin wants to continue to practice, he will definitely appear again.

A year flies by.You have to hurry up on what you have to do.

When the time comes, I have cleared away all obstacles, and I no longer have to worry about Mu Jiangyin being in danger.

At that time, no matter what method or method was used, I had to stay by his side.

"Let's go!" Yun Lijiu walked out of the attic, and said to the three of them, "It's time to settle the account of Nightmare with some people!"

*****

In the twilight of the morning, Mu Jiangyin finally stood at the land of her dreams.

With the power of a Mahayana monk, Xuanyuanhong tore through time and space, and he could only break through this world for half a second.

Half a second was only enough for Mu Jiangyin to sneak in, and before he even had time to say goodbye, Xuanyuanhong's figure was no longer visible.

Fortunately, they had already said goodbye to Xuanyuan Hong on the way, and now they parted suddenly, and there was nothing extra to say.

Mu Jiangyin raised his eyes and looked into the distance, and saw that this place was a vast sea, the water was blue, the waves were calm, and some islands were scattered here and there.

"Mirror stand!" Mu Jiangyin summoned this treasure, and the shiny bronze mirror flew out of the storage bag, unfolded above Mu Jiangyin's head, showing a translucent shape.

In the mirror is the map of Beiming, and the location of Fushan, where old man Tianji is located, is also marked with a small red dot on the map.

Mu Jiangyin stretched out his hand, and on the white wrist, Mirage slid down and turned into a giant dragon on the vast expanse of sea.

The black dragon was very excited to see such a vast sea for the first time. It sprayed out misty bubbles one after another on the sea surface, causing many fishermen to lose their way.

"Mixuan, don't spray the mist indiscriminately." Mu Jiangyin said, "Master said that there are no practitioners here, they are all ordinary people. Ordinary people will not be able to go home if they are confused by your mist."

Yanxuan reluctantly took back his own mist, but still couldn't help writhing in the sea, rolled hard a few times, and shouted: "I like this place! This is where a dragon belongs!"

Bi An also loves the blue sky and white clouds here. He raised his four claws and flew into the air, hula la spread his wings from his ribs, soared between the sky and the earth, and excitedly caught seabirds.

Seabird had never seen such a beast before, and was so startled that it flew around.

Mu Jiangyin took a deep breath, the air here is fresh, the sea breeze paves the surface, with a slight salty smell.

This is a rare freedom in his two lifetimes after crossing.

"Beiming, I'm finally here!" Mu Jiangyin couldn't help shouting, the sky is wide and the time is long, it's really a beautiful thing in life.

Such a good place, Mu Jiangyin wants to have fun first!

Mu Jiangyin sometimes rode on Mixuan, sometimes lay on Bi An's back, and sometimes walked with his sword, traveling in Beiming for half a month.

Half a month later, he stopped in an island town and wandered around.

"Hey, kid, give way!" A tall and thick man shouted behind Mu Jiangyin.

Mu Jiangyin is now on Cangpeng Island, the largest island group in Beiming.

Cangpeng Island has three main islands and [-] subsidiary islands. Because the island is rich in fresh water, the residents here not only fish, but also develop planting, construction, etc., and there are also town markets.

Mu Jiangyin didn't pay attention just now, blocking the way of a fisherman.

He hurriedly gave way, and the man passed by carrying a large basket of fish, and couldn't help looking back at Mu Jiangyin: "You kid, you are really tall."

Mu Jiangyin saw that the man was about 30 years old, but because of the wind and sun all year round, his skin was bronze and his face was wrinkled by wind and rain.

These days, he is often called a child because of his delicate skin, which is even whiter than the teenagers here.

Mu Jiangyin didn't want to reveal his identity, he smiled and said, "I'm not young anymore!"

The specific age cannot be said, as it will attract strange eyes.

The man also smiled, he went to the market to sell fish, and Mu Jiangyin also went to the market to buy some items, so the two went together.

Mu Jiangyin went to Fushan to see it two days ago, because Fushan has an enchantment of immortals, and there is no human habitation around it. The island is originally small, and there are no furniture except a cave.

800 years have passed, the futon that Tianji practiced in those years, and the coffee table where he drank tea have long since decayed.

Even though it's a practice, Mu Jiangyin doesn't want to be wronged to live in a cave and practice hard. It is necessary to buy some furniture.

The market is very lively. There are houses made of stone on both sides of the street. At the end of the road is a large building similar to stone. Mu Jiangyin has also entered it, and it is the residence of the leader here.

Mu Jiangyin walked around the market, bought some teacups, teapots, beds, tables and chairs, and was about to leave when he saw people on the street panicking.

Mu Jiangyin grabbed a young man and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Qinglan Island is calling again. This time they built a big ship, which can fire cannons. Hurry up and run!"

Mu Jiangyin was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly ran towards the edge of the island.

He has been here for half a month, and he also specially observed the technological level of this place.

The level is in the era of cold weapons, and there are no weapons.

But don't take it lightly - if the people of Beiming develop gunpowder heat weapons, it will still be a little troublesome for them.

After all, on Earth, it took only a few hundred years from gunpowder thermal weapons to nuclear weapons.

Don't make yourself retreat and practice for a hundred years, and it would be bad to face a nuclear explosion directly after you come out.

But when he ran to the shore, he couldn't help laughing when he saw the legendary artillery.

Where are the real cannons, just some catapults installed on the ship, and the boulders in the catapults were poured with fish oil and ignited.

There were no fishermen on the shore, and the previously parked warships had already set sail, and a small-scale naval battle was about to begin.

Mu Jiangyin has no intention of participating in the Beiming people's war, after all - he is here to cultivate immortality, not to make meritorious deeds.

Mu Jiangyin immediately jumped into the water, dived away, and released Mirage at a place deep in the sea where no one could see.

"Don't worry, Beiming is really a paradise. I am the only one who is cultivating the truth. I have a cold weapon with a technological level. It is very safe. Let's go home!"

Fushan is in the east of Beiming, on the sea of ​​the largest Tianchi Lake.

The small islands on the Tianchi Sea are scattered with stars, and Fushan is just one of them, which is shrouded in clouds and mist because of the enchantment. Mu Jiangyin was afraid that someone would disturb him, and made Mixuan spit out a lot of mist bubbles nearby, even if someone mistakenly In, it is impossible to get nearby.

At this moment, he pierced through the fog and bubbles, penetrated into the barrier, and finally stood beside the inheritance.

There is only one protruding mountain on the small island with a radius of only 800 kilometers, and no one has visited it for [-] years. There are only some hares in the mountain, not even a large beast.

The original Dongfu of Tianji was halfway up the mountain, a ten-square-foot hole, with the word Tianji engraved on it with a sword edge, it was considered a Dongfu.

Since Mu Jiangyin is here, and intends to stay here for a long time, he must make a big deal.

He took out his Ice and Fire Sword and swung it down. A mountain peak was cut off by him, and it was extremely smooth.

The severed mountain fell into the sea, causing huge waves, and was quickly submerged by the sea.

Mu Jiangyin found Mixuan and asked him to make a design sketch of the new cave. After half a month of revisions, Mu Jiangyin began to build his own house.

If you are tired of building, eat a holy fruit, and continue building after absorbing the spiritual energy.

It has to be said that the infrastructure gene is probably engraved deep in Mu Jiangyin's soul.

In the first year, Mu Jiangyin spent eating Shengyuan fruit and building a cave;

On the third day of February, Mu Jiangyin waited for Xuanyuanhong at the place where he broke up with according to the agreement with Xuanyuanhong.

As expected, Xuanyuanhong kept the promise and delivered a large pack of spirit grass demon pills on time.

But because the time for breaking the barrier was too short, Xuanyuanhong didn't have time to say a word to him, leaving only a sentence of "see you next year", and the barrier gap was closed again.

In the second year, Mu Jiangyin had already decorated her cave like a fairyland on earth;

In the third year, his cultivation base had reached the middle stage of Nascent Soul, so he needed materials for tempering magic weapons;

In the fourth year, he made preparations in advance, wrote down what he wanted, and quickly threw it to Xuanyuanhong. This time, the two of them didn't even speak and didn't have time to meet each other;

In the fifth year, Mu Jiangyin obtained a large amount of refining materials;

The sixth year, the seventh year, the eighth year...

It is now No. 15 years since Mu Jiangyin arrived at Beiming Fushan.

He originally wanted to practice here, but Tian Mixuan was lazy a few days ago, because no one had approached him for many years, so he forgot to spit mist and bubbles when chasing a fish, and as a result, someone broke into the vicinity.

Mu Jiangyin had seen that person before—the man who had greeted him when he was shopping for furniture.

Fifteen years later, the wrinkles on the man's face became deeper, the quilt was also worn out, his hair was gray, and he was half-aged.

And Mu Jiangyin still looked like a young man, accidentally bumped into by this man, and he grabbed him and called "immortal".

"Immortal! Immortal, please save my daughter."

Mu Jiangyin frowned, of course he could ignore these mortals.

In fact, practitioners rarely pay attention to these mortals;

Perhaps it was the comfortable life here that softened his heart; or maybe it was because he had been alone for ten years and finally felt lonely.

He decided to listen to what happened to the old man.

"I went home after I broke up with the gods at the market that day. After a while, Qinglan Island called. For the past ten years, our island has been in constant war..." The middle-aged man recalled this After ten years of suffering, I couldn't help but shed tears.

"My daughter was captured by people from Qinglan Island. I beg the gods to save them. Please, she has a young child waiting for her mother to come back..."

Mu Jiangyin used to be a mortal, and although he practiced in two lifetimes, he always couldn't bear to face such a father's entreaties.

What's more, with his cultivation in the Nascent Soul stage, it is of course easy to save an ordinary woman in the hands of ordinary people.

Mu Jiang said: "I can help you save people, but I don't want anyone to know my whereabouts. If you want me to save people, then your family will be my neighbors and help me clean the room. Get out of here, would you like to?"

Mu Jiangyin didn't really want to see the house full of dust or the ground covered with moss after leaving the customs for a few months.

He thought that the man would not agree and would go to find another Gao Ming.

But the man knelt down and kowtowed: "I am willing, thank the gods."

The rescue process went smoothly, Mu Jiangyin asked the man to lead the way, and soon sneaked into Qinglan Island.

But he came a step too late.

The man's daughter couldn't bear the humiliation, and committed suicide before Mu Jiangyin arrived.

The man only had such a daughter. He knelt on the ground, stared blankly at his daughter's body, and murmured in a low voice: "Niu Niu is not afraid, Daddy will accompany you."

Immediately after touching his neck, he died too.

Mu Jiangyin: ...

Mu Jiangyin was a little depressed. When he was about to leave, he saw a head popping out from the dark corner of the wall.

It was a child about five or six years old, and he was very beautiful with pink makeup and jade carvings.

Mu Jiangyin seldom saw such a child in Beiming, so he took a second look.

The child ran all the way over and stood in front of Mu Jiangyin: "I... I finally found you..."

Mu Jiangyin was stunned: "You know me?"

Then he realized that the child must be the grandson of the man.

Mu Jiangyin felt that such a cute child must be sad when all his relatives died overnight.

So she hugged him in her arms and covered his eyes: "Don't look."

The child seemed to be stiff all over, then stretched out his hand, put his arms around Mu Jiangyin's neck, buried his head firmly in Mu Jiangyin's chest, and let out a low whimper.

Mu Jiangyin sighed in his heart, he originally planned to dig the father and daughter in a random pit and bury them, counting them as collection of corpses.

Now that there is a child in her arms, she feels that she should do better.

So he took the father and daughter back to his cave, made coffins for them with wood from the island, and erected a tombstone for them, pointing to the tombstone, he said to the child, "Kowtow, your grandpa asked me to save them." Family, unfortunately I was late, leaving you alone."

The child stood in front of the tombstone but didn't kowtow. He looked at the tombstone for a long time, and imitated the adults, bowed three times to the tombstone, then turned his head and groaned to Mu Jiang, there was not much sadness in his shining eyes, more What is more apprehensive: "You... will you really let me live here?"

Mu Jiangyin said: "I told your grandfather at the beginning, if you want to stay here, you must be my neighbor forever. Mortal life is short, and you will be by my side all your life."

He doesn't really want to be trapped for the rest of his life.

He decided to raise the child until the end, if he wants to stay, that's fine; if he doesn't want to, then let Mirage erase his memory and send him back to those mortals.

The child hugged Mu Jiangyin, but because of his short stature, he could only hug Mu Jiangyin's thigh.

"I am willing to be with you forever, don't drive me away."

Mu Jiangyin said: "Then there must be rules, you can call me uncle. Wrong, I am the same generation as your grandfather, you call me grandpa."

"Grand... Grandpa?" The child showed a shocked expression, bit his lip and shook his head, "Don't shout! Don't shout if you kill him!"

The child is very beautiful, even biting his lip and shaking his head can make people's heart melt into water.

Mu Jiangyin gave in and said, "Then what do you want to shout?"

The child said, "Do you have a name?"

When he spoke, his eyes were shining, and the baby's fat and pink face made Mu Jiang Yinmeng's heart tremble.

Mu Jiangyin said: "Yes, my name is Mu Jiangyin."

The child put his hands behind his back and tilted his head to look at Mu Jiangyin. After thinking for a while, he laughed: "Then I'll call you Ah Yin."

Mu Jiangyin flicked the little boy's forehead with his hand: "It's not big or small, forget it, there are only two of us here, you can shout whatever you want. What's your name?"

The child blinked, and the long eyelashes were very thick, casting a shadow on his eye sockets.

He said, "My name is... um... Chongfeng."

"This name is rare." Mu Jiangyin said, "Then I will call you Xiaofeng from now on."

"Okay!" Chong Feng smiled sweetly, "From now on, I will be by your side, forever!"

Mu Jiangyin rubbed Chongfeng's head, but didn't take this seriously.

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