Saving The Black Immortal Venerable

After Mu Yungui finished speaking, his face was half drooping, speechless for a long time. Jiang Shaocai stared at her profile and noticed that Mu Yun's mood was wrong.

Jiang Shaocai asked: "Did something happen in Yincheng?"

It is said that the northern speakers can predict that they will practice to the extreme, and they will even be able to see the future. Jiang Shaocai didn't know what Mu Yungui had to do with Yanjia, but he knew that Mu Yungui could also perceive danger. She suddenly mentioned Yin Cheng, and she was still so depressed. Is it because she saw something?

Mu Yungui shook his head, not wanting to tell his death. She didn't know the specific moment of her death, saying it would not solve the problem, it would only be a mere trifle.

Still don't disturb others.

Mu Yun didn't say anything about it, but Jiang Shaocai looked at her expression and was able to guess that it was definitely not a good thing, and might even endanger her life. Jiang Shaoci's heart was heavy, and he was still mixed with inexplicable air.

This fool, who doesn't say such important things, doesn't think he can't believe him? Jiang Shao-ci remained silent and asked, "Will the top 100 go to Yincheng?"

Mu Yungui responded softly: "Yes."

"Okay." Jiang Shaocai nodded, and a light flashed across the top of his eyes, and the light was dazzling in an instant, with a compelling look, "I will go too."

Mu Yungui was stunned, then looked back at him: "Didn't you say that you have something to do in the Promise Sect?"

After entering the Promise Sect, Mu Yungui became more aware of how good Jiang Shaoci's swordsmanship was. He rarely engages with others, but every time he draws his sword, he kills him. Mu Yungui even feels that Jiang Shaoci's sword is more flexible than the lecturer. Such a person, why should he enter the sword repair school to learn swords?

Jiang Shaocai's explanation is that he has something to do in the Promise faction. Mu Yun had to go to Yincheng because of his wealth, but why did Jiang Shaocai leave?

"It's just one experience, how long can it take." Jiang Shaocai said indifferently, "After returning, there is time."

Mu Yungui didn't know that the "something" Jiang Shaoci said meant killing the head of the Promise faction. Killing Huan Zhi Yuan and seizing Tai A Jian were not accomplished overnight, leaving Shaohua Mountain temporarily and walking around Yincheng would not be a hindrance.

Besides, Jiang Shaocai was very curious about why Yin City sank back then. What is left in the ancestral home of the Huan family can make Huan Zhiyuan feel uncomfortable, and want to get it back after so long.

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The competition is in full swing, the ranking will be refreshed every quarter of an hour, and the competition is fierce. In the last few days, the situation in the Big Competition has been set, the ones who should be out have already made their heads, and those who should be out are set to lose. Everyone's enthusiasm for the game has gradually faded, but instead they are all paying attention to the final ranking of the competition.

The whole school knows that the top ten of the big competition will join the inner door. This year there will be external and objective courtesy, and the weight of this list is getting heavier. In the second half of the game, ordinary disciples saw that they were hopeless to advance and gave up early. Only the ten or so people in the line were fighting frantically, scoring points day and night.

Except for the few insiders, most disciples did not know that not only the top ten is important, but the top 100 is also a threshold. Therefore, no one noticed. There is a crane on the top 100 champions list. No matter how it changes from side to side, his ranking is always stable at 90th. If someone clicks on his ranking, he will be surprised to find that he is ranked very low, but the win-loss rate is as high as 100%, and all competitions are within ten breaths of time.

Most of these ten breaths are spent on playing, ending and greeting. The end time of the battle depends on the opponent's speaking speed.

If someone sees it, he will be instantly alert. This person is victorious in all battles, and his strength is definitely more than that. The big game is a points system, even if the winning rate is very poor, as long as you play enough games, you can pull up the points. On the contrary, this person has a full win rate, but only played a few games, so he fell to the end.

Unfortunately, the world only cares about the top few, no one notices the mystery in the countdown list.

Mu Yungui participated in more competitions than Jiang Shaoqi. In the end, seeing that she was stable within fifty, she didn't bother to play again. In the end, the list of the big competition was released. Everyone cheered for the first place and talked about the lucky one who was stuck in the tenth place. Occasionally some idlers glanced at the end of the 100th place to see which of the unlucky ghosts came in the bottom. As for the eighth place, Those names of Ninety were completely submerged in the crowd, and even ridicule them did not take them.

The time has come to the end of September, and after the big competition is over, the atmosphere of the Promise faction has gradually become warmer. The Outer Gate Competition is just a warm-up, and the classic game is the real highlight. This year's Classic will be held together with the martial arts celebrations, and it will become more and more exciting.

Many courses have been stopped one after another, and the whole Promise faction is in a carnival. There are young people walking with swords everywhere on Shaohua Mountain, there are simple swordsmen, there are beautiful and beautiful Yunshui Pavilion female cultivators, and there are immortal disciples from the north, and finally, even the return of Yuanzong also came.

Guxu City at the foot of Shaohua Mountain is full every day, and the streets are full of stalls selling sword arts, magical instruments, and talisman. All gambling shops are betting on who is the first place this year. After the end of the Dharma era, everyone is in their own hands, and it is not easy to live, so there is no energy to communicate. Not to mention mortals, it is the first time that most of the disciples of the Promise Sect have met outsiders.

The three most powerful immortal gates on the mainland gathered together. Guiyuanzong and Yunshui Pavilion brought different popular fashions. The most rare thing is that the northern border has come.

That's the northern realm where the dragon sees the head but not the tail. I heard that this time it is the princess, the next queen of the imperial city. The creative inspiration of folk artists was greatly stimulated, and various portraits, scrolls, and scripts appeared in endlessly, and even the shadow puppets that children watched became immortals and beasts.

Mu Yungui walked to the street and looked at the bustling crowd around him, feeling very emotional: "It's really lively. I don't know which scene is more lively compared to the New Year's Day?"

When Jiang Shaocai heard it, he turned around and asked, "Have you never seen the Chinese New Year?"

Mu Yungui shook his head: "No. The island stays the same throughout the year and there is no such thing as a holiday. I heard my mother say that there are many festivals for mortals, including New Year's Eve, Shangyuan and Mid-Autumn Festival. Each festival has its own customs. During festivals, the whole family would gather together, go out to watch the lights after the reunion dinner, carnival throughout the city, all night long. I originally thought my mother was exaggerating, but I didn’t expect it to be true."

Jiang Shaocai lived in the mortal world before he was six years old, but at that time he was too young, and his memory of the festival was very vague. Jiang Shaocai thought for a while, and said: "For mortals, it should be very lively. But not every festival will watch the lanterns, only the Lantern Festival will light up."

"Really?" Mu Yungui widened his eyes, staring at Jiang Shaocai with a pair of bright eyes, "What is the Shangyuan Festival?"

"Shangyuan Festival is..." Jiang Shaocai was startled at what he thought of. The Spring Festival is a festival for lovers. This is the only day when men and women can break free from ethics and pursue love boldly. But, how should these talk to Mu Yungui?

Jiang Shaocai looked at Mu Yungui's clear and serious eyes, and couldn't tell the true purpose of the Shangyuan Festival. He hesitated, and said: "The Shanghai Lantern Festival is a festival for eating Lantern Festival. Because there are a lot of Lantern Festivals to eat, it is also called Lantern Festival."

"Really." Mu Yungui's eyes blinked, feeling very strange, "In order to eat a kind of food, there is actually a special festival set up?"

Jiang Shaocai nodded seriously: "Yes, food is hard-won, so mortals set up a special festival to remind younger generations to cherish food."

After Jiang Shaocai finished speaking, he felt that his explanation was decent and reasonable. Seeing Mu Yungui's contemplative appearance, he was embarrassed to lie to her all the time, and added: "In addition to the Spring Festival, there are many festivals in the world. For example, on New Year's Eve, cleaning the courtyard and offering stoves, sticking teeth to keep the year old, and closing the family on Mid-Autumn Festival. For reunion, we have to eat special moon cakes, as well as Shangsi and Winter Solstice..."

Jiang Shaocai thought he had forgotten, but once he opened the conversation, the pictures from the past kept pouring into his mind. The maid in red, the old man with sticky teeth, the grandparents and relatives gathered together, their voices are as lifelike as they were yesterday.

Jiang Shaoci felt an unreasonable sorrow in his heart. No matter what customs there are on every festival, it is nothing more than gathering the whole family together for a reunion meal. Reunion...

Mu Yun had never heard of these things. Seeing Jiang Shaoci stopped, she seemed to think of something, so she couldn't help but approached and asked softly, "What's wrong with you?"

Jiang Shaocai returned to his senses, and as soon as he lowered his head, he saw a pair of shiny eyes. Those eyes were black and white, clear and clean, and his figure was reflected in them.

She took it very seriously, as if there was only one person in the world. Jiang Shaocai was startled, and then said, "I'm fine."

He said it was okay, but his eyes were erratic and his tone was low, how could he be really okay. Mu Yungui didn't ask the bottom line, but said: "Although it is not the Chinese New Year, but Guxu City is so lively, it can be considered a festival. By the way, do you know how to make Lantern Festival?"

This question really asked Shao Jiang to resign. He thought for a while, and he was not sure: "I just remember how to eat. It seems that the outside is white, the inside is sesame seeds, and it's very sweet..."

Mu Yun became interested in returning. She dragged Jiang Shao to leave and ran to a grocery store: "I just saw that the store has sesame seeds, let's go quickly."

There are young and lively young girls all around, carrying swords, comparing magical objects everywhere, looking for talisman, even the mortal children who run by the roadside are playing the game of playing warcraft. But Jiang Shaoci was dragged by Mu Yungui, ran away against the flow of people, and went to a small shop to find out what to do with Lantern Festival.

Behind it is the world of cultivation that Jiang Shaoci is familiar with. This has always been the case in the realm of Xiuxian. Everything has a purpose, and even celebrations have the flavor of demonstrations and battles. It's not like a mortal, just because the moon is round and the snow has melted, a series of festivals must be prepared.

But Jiang Shaocai was still pulled into an unfamiliar shop by Mu Yungui, and she asked the old shopkeeper with white beard what to do for the Lantern Festival. Finally, the two came out carrying large and small bags of ingredients. Jiang Shaocai looked at the various materials in his hand and muttered to himself: "It's just a white dumpling. Does it use so many things?"

Mu Yungui carefully took down the steps of making Lantern Festival. When she heard Jiang Shaocai's words, she asked in surprise: "Since you have eaten it, you can't make it?"

Jiang Shaocai didn't know how to answer this. He paused and said quietly, "Many people practice swordsmanship, and they don't necessarily know how to write swordsmanship."

Mu Yun thought about it, but she couldn't see how the swordsmanship was written. Mu Yungui found an unmanned corner, took all the raw materials back into the storage space, and sighed: "You know a lot of mortal customs, even the Lantern Festival materials can be general."

Jiang Shaocai casually said: "I used to live in the mortal world..."

Halfway through Jiang Shaocai, he suddenly stopped. Mu Yungui took the pendant back into his clothes, and after listening to him, he raised his head in surprise: "What then?"

Jiang Shaocai finally thought of something wrong. He lived in the mortal world before the age of six, so he knew that there was a habit of festivals in the world. But if Mu Yungui's mother is really from the north, as he guessed, how did Mujia know about mortal festivals?

Jiang Shaocai shook his head. He paused for a while and asked Mu Yungui: "When the moon is full in previous years, will your mother make you unique food?"

Mu Yungui shook his head: "No. What's the matter?"

Seeing Mu Yungui's ignorance of Yuanxiao, I want to know that she has never seen it before. That's weird. Mujia knows about festivals such as Shangyuan and Mid-Autumn Festival, but she doesn't spend time with her daughter, and she even gets confused when she looks at the lanterns. This is not like personal experience, more like hearsay.

Mu Jia can remember these things for so many years, which shows that she has a very close relationship with mortals. But the Northern Territory attaches the greatest importance to blood. Mortals are of a more humble bloodline than the civilians in the Northern Territory. How could Mujia have anything to do with these?

Jiang Shaocai was puzzled. There were more and more mysteries in Mu Jia's body. What exactly is her identity? She appeared on Tianjue Island. Was it accidental or premeditated?

Jiang Shaocai shook his head to indicate that it was all right. Mu Yun thought that Jiang Shaoci was a routine whim, and he didn't take it to heart. It is convenient to have storage space, and the two of them regained their empty hands and went shopping with ease. Mu Yungui needed a few self-defense magic weapons, and the two walked to the largest magic weapons pavilion in Guxu City. Hearing their intentions, Xiao Er eagerly led them to the second floor: "The self-defense instruments are on the second floor, please go upstairs with the two immortals."

Mu Yungui and Jiang Shaocai went upstairs when a group of people came down from the second floor at this moment. There were five or six people in the other party, and when they noticed someone coming, the maid and guard immediately guarded and firmly protected the girl in the middle.

The two sides passed by. The white-clothed girl walking in the middle suddenly stopped, stopped on the stairs and turned around, looking at Mu Yungui above. Mu Yungui had already walked up the stairs, she looked down at the pedestrian, and then left with Xiaoer Dian.

The maid gathered around Mu Siyao, swept up vigilantly, and asked in a low voice: "Princess, what's the matter?"

Mu Siyao is the prince's daughter by default. Not only does she have to practice her cultivation hard, but the customs are also an important part of the prince's education. Mu Ce sent Musiyao out this time. On the one hand, he couldn't get away from him. On the other hand, he had the desire to train Musiyao.

The Northern Territory is isolated from the world and self-contained. The people of the Northern Territory can have no idea about the outside world, but the monarch cannot. Therefore, after Mu Siyao came to the Wuji faction, in addition to completing the tasks assigned to her by Uncle Wang, he also actively explored Shaohua Mountain, visited Guxu City, and even went to Jianguguan to see outside world beasts.

Today, she wanted to see the level of the craftsmanship of the outside world, so she came to the most prestigious Magic Pagoda in Guxu City. Unexpectedly, I ran into a very strange woman here.

Mu Siyao still stared at the direction where Mu Yungui left, and gently curled her eyebrows: "Nothing, let's go."

After Mu Siyao finished speaking, she stepped away, and the maids looked upstairs again, and hurried to catch up with the princess.

At this moment, on the second floor of the Dharma Artifact Pavilion, Xiao Er in the shop was also looking for words: "Fairy, do you know the distinguished guest just now?"

Mu Yun returned calmly and asked: "What's the matter?"

The shopkeeper said diligently: "It's nothing, just curiosity. The distinguished guest doesn't know where he came from, and he was so stylish that he wouldn't let outsiders approach at all. Even the maid was cold-hearted like a family lady. The youngest sees you and the distinguished guest captain. It looks like, I thought you were relatives."

Mu Yun paused when he returned, and his eyes lifted up in an instant: "We look alike?"

Mu Yungui stopped abruptly, and the Xiaoer from the shop was shocked because he didn't understand. He quickly swept past Jiang Shaoci, who had nothing to do with him, and Mu Yungui, who was inexplicably sullen, anxiously said: "Yes. Although the distinguished guest is covered, but from the back, you two look like a mold carved out. Yeah. Fairy, what's the matter?"

Mu Yungui said with a cold face, Jiang Shaocai said to Xiaoer, "We will see the rest for ourselves, you can go."

During this period of time, Guxu City was busy, and the shop Xiaoer was a mortal who had been hired temporarily. He didn't dare to offend these monks, so he hurried away when he got a word. After they left, Mu Yungui asked, "Am I very similar to her?"

Jiang Shaocai nodded, and said truthfully: "I can't tell from the looks, but the temperament and style are a tune."

They are long and light, cool and exquisite, and even the body is of the same slender and exquisite type. If Mu Yungui changed into pure white clothes with a veil, it would be more like it.

Mu Yun was thoughtful, she looked at her face every day without feeling anything, but the first reaction of outsiders was the most real. Dian Xiaoer said that the two of them are very similar, and even Jiang Shaocai said that they have similar temperaments. It seems that she and the Mu Siyao princess do have something in common.

No wonder she thought that Mu Siyao was kind before, could it be because Mu Siyao was like herself?

Mu Yungui also immediately thought of his mother, Mu Jia. His mother never mentioned who his father was. Mu Yungui had double or even more love from his mother since he was a child, and he didn't feel any regrets in his childhood. But even if Mu Yungui had no obsession with her life experience, it was undeniable that she should have a father by blood.

Could it be that her father came from the far north?

Because of this episode, Mu Yun had no thoughts about the viewer, and soon returned to the martial arts. The autumn colors are getting thicker and thicker, and each day is as short as one day. With the lamp lit in the kitchen, Mu Yungui stood by the cutting board, kneading the dough silently.

There was something in her mind, and she didn't pay attention to the movements of her hands. A voice suddenly came from behind: "If you knead it, you won't be able to eat the Lantern Festival."

Mu Yun was surprised and found that Jiang Shaocai didn't know when he was standing behind her. Mu Yungui finally let go of the dough that had been kneaded for a long time, and said, "Why are you here?"

"I'm here to eat." Jiang Shaocai picked up a pair of chopsticks, poked the dough lightly, and asked, "Still thinking about Mu Siyao?"

Mu Yun returned to silence, Jiang Shaocai pulled out a ball of face, and slowly squeezed the Lantern Festival according to his vague memory: "Do you want to find your father?"

Mu Yun returned to quiet for a moment, and said softly: "If I say I don't want to, will I look very unfeeling?"

"No." Jiang Shaocai put sesame seeds on the dough, he looked for a long while, and finally remembered what was missing. Jiang Shaocai picked up the sugar bowl and said casually: "If you want to find it, you will find it, and you will treat it as if you don't want to find it. He didn't raise you before, so he doesn't deserve to be your father."

Mu Yungui's impetuous mood slowly calmed down after a day. Yes, even if she knew she might have something to do with Far North, she and her mother's surname was Mu. Her mother hadn't mentioned him a word for many years, and she didn't explain who she was looking for before she died. Who is that man, and Mu Yun? What does it matter?

Mu Yungui suddenly understood, and the problems that had plagued her for the day were completely solved. Seeing Jiang Shaoci's movements, she couldn't bear to open Jiang Shaoci's hand: "Enough, you can add some noodles to your candy!"