The Devil is My White Moonlight

"By the way, go up the mountain." Deng Xian understood, "Brother Mu is going to find the source of water."

"Well," Mu Xiyun replied, "Although it may be an illusion caused by Lingshan, I still feel a little worried if I don't go to see it. And..." Mu Xiyun raised her eyes and looked at Gu Qingqiao.

"And," Gu Qingqiao nodded towards him, "there is a teleportation array in the illusion of Lingshan Mountain to get out of the mountain."

Deng Xian was stunned for a moment, then he slapped his thigh and said: "Why did I forget that those who enter the magic formation, no matter whether they can get the spirit weapon or not, will be sent down the mountain by the magic formation." It took him a while to react and said: " Then you two just now..."

Mu Xiyun coughed lightly and walked up the mountain, Gu Qingqiao blinked at Deng Xian, and followed up with a smile.Only senior brother Qingchengshan who realized that he had been cheated miserably at this moment was left behind helplessly.

The three of them walked up the mountain road all the way up, but this time they didn't encounter any obstacles, only occasionally one or two small animals jumped across the road in panic, and quickly hid when they saw people.

Not long after walking, the sound of the water grew louder, and the face was wetted by the spray of water.At the corner of the mountain road, a streak of Bai Lian fell from the sky and crashed on the mountain wall, causing waves of water.

Mu Xiyun stretched out her hand towards the waterfall, and was pulled back by Gu Qingqiao before touching the splash.He looked at Gu Qingqiao with some dumbfounding, reached out his hand to catch some water, retracted his hand and double-checked that there was no problem, and then let go of his sleeve.

Deng Xian on the side didn't pay attention, and directly stretched his hand into the edge of the waterfall, and then retracted it with a "yo".

"What's wrong?" Mu Xiyun glanced at Gu Qingqiao's hand, a little nervous.

"Oh, it's okay." Deng Xian shook his hand: "The water is so cold."

The weather in April in the south is already very warm. Although it is cool in the mountains, it does not feel cold anymore.At this time, the three of them were standing by the waterfall, but they felt the slightest coolness coming from the water.When you put your hands in the water, it is even more bitingly cold.

Suddenly, there was a flash in front of my eyes, and a small group of black shadows mixed with the running water quickly fell down.When the three of them leaned over to look, they had already disappeared.

Probably the animals on the mountain stumbled.

"Let's go," Gu Qingqiao said without seeing any clues for a while, "Go up to the source and have a look."

The Lingshan Mountain is not too high, and the previous Lingshan Discussions can reach the phantom formation on the top of the mountain in the evening of the second day or the morning of the third day.The section of road before the phantom formation is called "Chuangfeng" by people, because people from all walks of life will show their talents on this section of the road, compete with others, and eliminate their opponents until the moment when the barrier in front of the phantom formation disappears.

At this moment, the three of them were walking on the "Chuangfeng" road, and it was peaceful until they reached a hut.

Although the disciples of the immortal sect are full of admiration and fantasies about the illusion of Lingshan, everyone who has climbed Lingshan knows that the entrance of the illusion is not as grand and magnificent as people imagined, on the contrary, it looks very shabby.

According to legend, this is the place where Nie Wuya lived before his ascension.

The hut is built along the mountain and is located in a small open space in front of the mountain.In front of the gate, a crooked fence surrounded a small courtyard with a few bamboo chairs in the courtyard and a few clumps of green bamboo beside the house.At first glance, it is just a quiet and simple family.

At this moment, outside the small courtyard, there was a group of people standing.

The time of the flash flood was the night of the first day. During this time, most people had not reached the halfway up the mountain. The group of people here should all be survivors of the flood.

There is no need to rush to the peak, Shan Hong has already made a choice for them.

The three of them walked towards the crowd slowly.A burly man with a beard turned his head, saw Deng Xian, and nodded towards them.

"Longhu Villa, Fang Rui." Seeing that both of them were looking at him, Deng Xian explained in a low voice.After speaking, he stepped forward to salute, and asked, "Senior Brother Fang, why are you... standing here?"

Fang Rui raised his head in the direction of the hut.A tall and thin young man pushed the door and entered the room, and came out again after a while.There was a disappointed sigh from the crowd.

The illusion of Lingshan disappeared.

"Could it be because the time has not come?"

"Come in and try another person?"

Mu Xiyun took two steps aside, sat cross-legged beside the bamboo forest, closed her eyes, and carefully felt the spiritual power here.

The disciples of Moyun Mountain had always had a good reputation in the fairy world. At this moment, Mu Xiyun's face was calm and calm. Everyone could only see the fairy in white sitting under the cool breeze and green bamboos, with his eyes closed, showing a solemn and compassionate attitude.The anxious and irritable mood was appeased for a moment, and everyone slowly quieted down.

After a while, Mu Xiyun opened her eyes, stood up, and asked the people in front of the house: "Is there a descendant of Lingwumen here?"

A black-robed Taoist priest came out more and more, "I am Wen Zirui, under Zhang Ruibai of the Spiritual Martial Sect."

"Okay." Mu Xiyun said: "I heard that Lingwu Sect has a kung fu, which can detect the distribution of spiritual power in one place, and even make invisible barriers visible. I wonder if this senior brother can use it."

According to legend, Qi Weiling, the founder of the Lingwu Sect, was a spirit stone miner who was born to be particularly sensitive to spiritual power.Later, Qi Weiling became successful in cultivating immortals, and often self-checked introspection, and gradually summed up her own abilities into a method of cultivation.There has always been a hall in Lingwu Sect called pulse inquiry, which is to recruit people who are sensitive to spiritual power to practice this method, specializing in mine vein exploration, and offering spirit stones to the master's sect.

Wen Zirui nodded and said, "The method of pulse-inquiring is beneficial to practice, and most of the disciples in the sect will learn a thing or two."

"Okay, let Senior Brother Wen take a look at the aura image here."

Wen Zirui went out of the yard, sat down cross-legged facing the hut, made handprints with both hands, and began to exercise.After a while, thick beads of sweat oozed from the tip of his forehead and nose, obviously a little spiritually exhausted.Seeing this, Mu Xiyun said in a low voice: "Senior Brother Wen, continue to cast spells, and I will help you." After speaking, he put one hand on Wen Zirui's back heart, and poured spiritual power into him.

Faintly, Wen Zirui's eyes appeared in front of the spiritual flow of the hut, but he couldn't see clearly.

Mu Xiyun frowned.

Gu Qingqiao immediately reached his back and injected spiritual power.

Deng Xian and Fang Rui also joined in.The five people's spiritual powers merged, and Wen Zirui's eyes immediately became much clearer.

In front of his eyes, the powerful spiritual current was like a rushing river, circling and churning on the ground.The spiritual currents of five colors kept surging upwards, as if they were about to break through some kind of confinement.But no matter how much it struggles, as soon as it leaves the ground, it will be immediately scattered by a pair of invisible hands, and it will never take shape.

Wen Zirui opened his eyes and described to everyone what he saw.

"So, the Lingshan Magic Formation has been suppressed?" Deng Xian asked in surprise.

The phantom array left by the immortal can be suppressed, which surprised everyone.And the source of the suppression... Everyone looked up at the same time, and there was a thin white mist floating outside the rock wall at a height of fifty feet above. Above the white mist, there was a huge cave indistinctly. As it poured out, the water droplets under the sun reflected a ray of light, and the huge water flow crashed down with a heavy chill.

"Then let's go up and have a look?" Fang Rui asked tentatively.

For a moment, everyone looked at Mu Xiyun.

Those who arrived at the hut were all young talents, and it stands to reason that no one would accept anyone else.But everyone has been here for several hours, they have tried all kinds of methods, but they are helpless, and they are all anxious.At this time, seeing Mu Xiyun's gestures of stability and peace, he found the conflict soon after arriving, and immediately cast trusting eyes on him.

Although Mu Xiyun has a calm temper and doesn't like to take responsibility, but now everyone is panicking and waiting for him to speak, but he doesn't push it away, and said lightly: "The Lingshan Mountain has undergone a sudden change. I don't know where this strange waterfall came from. Its spiritual power can Suppressing the powerful illusion, it can be seen that it is dangerous. If you have no intention of exploring, and you still have the jade card in your hand, it is better to stay away from this place and use the jade card to teleport out of the mountain."

Most of the disciples of the immortal sect who participated in the Lingshan Discussion are the proud sons of the sect, with high hearts and high self-esteem. Anyway, there is a way to pass the jade card, and it is a great opportunity to become famous. Why not give it a go?

Those with weaker strength, because they survived the flood, saw that only the dozen or so people in front of them could enter the illusion. If someone could break the suppression, they would be able to enter the illusion, and Lingwu was at their fingertips.You just need to follow others, so why not wait?

Only a young man in a blue shirt took a step forward, saluted Mu Xiyun and said, "Thank you brother for reminding me, I won't join in the fun." After saying that, he swung his sleeves and went down the mountain laughing.

Everyone looked at his back as he left in a cool way, and they had their own thoughts for a while.

"Let's go, take a look!" The proud sons of heaven couldn't hold back for a long time, and several young men immediately drew out their long swords, chanting formulas, and wanted to control the swords to the entrance of the waterfall.

No one flies.

All the techniques of controlling the sword had failed. Most of the spirit swords did not move at all, only one or two of them were particularly powerful. They turned over on the ground and flicked twice before they stopped moving.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay.Even Yujian Jue was suppressed.There is only one way to go up the mountain.

This rock wall went up vertically, as if it had been chopped down by a giant knife, and the remaining half was used as a barrier behind the hut, and the front half had long since disappeared.Fortunately, there are many vegetations on Lingshan Mountain, and there are many vines and shrubs in the crevices of the rocks, so it is not that there is no place to stay.

Mu Xiyun didn't say a word, her figure swayed, her robes fluttered in the wind, like a big white bird, she jumped up the rock wall lightly and skillfully.After he had settled down, he lightly stepped on the stone wall, and then rose another zhang.

Gu Qingqiao followed closely, but went straight up and down, and he didn't see how he used his strength, but the coordination of his hands and feet was very tacit, and the speed of his ascent was actually comparable to that of Mu Xiyun.

A dozen teenagers also jumped up and climbed up the stone wall.

What Mu Xiyun uses is the unique lightness kung fu "Crossing Clouds" at Tianliang Peak in Moyun Mountain, which emphasizes "lightness", "cleverness", "spirituality" and "speed". Incomparable, and requires very little spiritual power.Even so, Mu Xiyun still felt that the higher the climb, the more difficult it would be to mobilize the spiritual power in the body.

"Could it be that there is another problem with the fusion of body and spiritual power?" He was secretly startled.

There was that layer of white mist in front of him.Wisps of mist swirl in front of my eyes.Mu Xiyun took a deep breath, exerted strength on her feet, and half of her body got into the white mist.

Suddenly, a gust of wind came down with a huge pressure. Although he was mentally prepared, Mu Xiyun didn't expect the wind to be so strong. With a slip of his hands, he was suddenly taken aside, and was thrown out mist.

Mu Xiyun was startled, the wind was whistling in her ears, and the spiritual power in her body was suppressed so that she couldn't move at this moment. As she watched herself getting farther and farther away from the white mist, a burst of exclamation came from below.

Suddenly his waist tightened, and a long arm wrapped around his waist.The body was still falling, but he saw the light of the knife in the other hand of the man flashed, and the tip of the knife burst out a series of sparks on the rock wall, making a teeth-stinging sound.Finally, the blade cut into a crack in the stone, and the two fell slightly slower.Mu Xiyun immediately reached out and grabbed the vine to stabilize her figure.

Both of them were panting violently, Mu Xiyun turned her head to look, and Gu Qingqiao's terrified face was close at hand, her eyes were still staring at him for a moment, almost absent-minded.

"You..." Before Mu Xiyun could speak, she felt her arms tighten around her waist, and she was hugged tightly by the other party.There was a murmur in my ear: "It's okay, it's okay. I'm here, don't be afraid."

Mu Xiyun was a little at a loss, but she didn't dare to push him away, so she let him hold her.

"Hey~~, are you all right?" Fang Rui's voice came from far below his feet.

Gu Qingqiao moved his body, as if he had been awakened.Then, as if he had been scalded by a fire, he suddenly let go of his arms, and frantically clung to the vines, before he said, "Ah, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

The warmth covering her body suddenly disappeared, and Mu Xiyun felt empty in her heart for a moment.He looked up at Gu Qingqiao, then lowered his eyelashes, and said downwards: "We are fine. There is a strong wind and spiritual power suppressing in the mist, everyone be careful."

When he turned his head again, Gu Qingqiao had recovered his composure, looked up at the white mist, and asked, "Continue?"

"Yeah." Mu Xiyun nodded and continued to climb up.