The sun is high and the sky is blue.
The lush green forests are spread out on the ground, and the white clouds are floating in the sky.
The trees and clouds, which seemed to have never met again in eternity, merged as far as the eye could see, forming a flawless blue and white picture.
Mu Haotian held Jing Ling in his arms, walking through the mountains and forests, sometimes jumping up the hills, and what he saw was such a magnificent scenery, which made his mind clear and he dived resolutely.
The breeze is smooth and warm.
Birds chirped and leaves rustled.
The texture and bones of the wind are a fantasy concept that should be illusory, but at this moment, under the lazy sunlight, while running forward, it seems to have transformed into a real entity, within reach.
Mu Haotian trekked over mountains and ridges in the direction pointed by Pei Yong. He didn't know which time he started swooping down the mountain, but he suddenly felt the mysterious and strange feeling that appeared last night -
——Touch the wind.
It is not the air blowing, but the real, invisible, colorless and invisible wind that is touched, held, and stepped on in the void.
He still remembers clearly that he was standing on the top of the mountain, looking down, and suddenly felt a sense of inspiration in his heart. He wanted to grasp the pulse of the wind, grasp the muscles and bones of the wind, so as to truly fly by the wind and roam the sky at will.
Then he jumped straight down from the top of the mountain. When he was in danger, he suddenly caught a mysterious thing in the void.
Thinking about it now, isn't that the muscle and bone of the wind that I imagined?
The ability to "listen to the wind" that followed also confirmed his idea. It was as if when I woke up, my dream came true. I was surprised, happy, and afraid of losing it.
While he was so worried about gains and losses, he gradually became familiar with the secret of riding the wind. His feet seemed to be stepping on the back of the wind, skimming at low altitude, occasionally touching grass and stepping on branches, free and easy, and before he knew it, he no longer needed to "borrow strength" from Jing Ling.
Jing Ling had already noticed it, and when she poked her head out of his arms, she saw that he was floating forward with his feet in the air, like a kite flying in the wind, at an extremely fast speed.
She was surprised and couldn't help but ask:
"Senior Brother Mu, what kind of spell are you using? It's so magical."
Mu Haotian was extremely proud and said with a cheerful smile:
"This is called 'The Technique of Riding the Wind'. It's a little insight I gained in my spare time. If you like it, I'll teach you when I'm free."
In fact, he has never practiced Taoism at all, so he naturally knows that this is not a magic spell - Feng Xu Yufeng does not use magic power or true energy, and it does not even consume a single bit of his energy.
As for the Taoist sect's "qi-controlling flight", it is a magical power that can only be mastered in the Nascent Soul stage. Before this, monks could only use their magic power to drive objects and weapons and fly into the air with their swords.
In martial arts, the lightness of the body requires all the strength to use the force. The more extreme the lightness is, the more energy it consumes, and it cannot be done like this.
He just thought that he had inexplicably created a strange art, so he should think of a transcendent name. When Jing Ling asked, he was so blessed that he decided to call it "The Art of Riding the Wind".
As for teaching him in the future, he just blurted it out when he was proud. He himself was still confused about this magic. He didn't know where it came from or what it was, so how could he teach it to him?
But Jing Ling believed it to be true. While gazing at Senior Brother Mu's lascivious appearance, she was full of expectations, imagining that she would learn the "skill of riding the wind" in the future and travel with him freely in the mountains and forests.
Suddenly, he thought of the scenes of the two senior sisters being intimate with him, and his nose felt sore. He intuitively felt that they would learn it first and stick to the senior brother from time to time.
I felt uneasy for a moment, and a strange thought came into my mind:
"It would be great if, Senior Brother Mu, he could hold me like this forever and fly on the wind without stopping for others."
Jing Ling shrank down, feeling Mu Haotian's strong heartbeat and dreaming about it.
"Junior Sister Ling'er, do you think it would be such a coincidence that someone with the same name as me is nearby?"
"Junior Sister Ling'er?"
"Junior Sister Ling'er!"
Mu Haotian shouted three times before Jing Ling responded. She raised her head and looked around like she was awakened from a dream, and said urgently:
"Ah! Senior brother, what's the matter?"
Mu Haotian thought she had fallen asleep in his arms. He glanced at her confused and innocent expression, suddenly became playful, pinched his throat and said pitifully:
"The one who killed me is Mu Haotian!"
Jing Ling was shocked:
"Who? Who killed you? Oh no, who did Senior Brother Mu kill?"
"Don't be nervous, no one was killed."
After Mu Haotian said something, he felt something strange and asked in surprise:
"But why did you say again?"
Jing Ling said in astonishment:
"Didn't Senior Brother kill the one who was kowtowing to you before?"
Mu Haotian reminded her:
"His name is Pei Yong."
Jing Ling said:
"Oh yes, his name is Pei Yong."
Carefully add:
"He kowtows to you."
"..."
Mu Haotian said:
"You are right, but it was his brother Pei Zhi who was killed."
Jing Ling woke up and said:
"Oh! How can the person kowtowing to you say you killed him?"
"…………"
"Senior Brother Mu? What's wrong with you?"
Senior Brother Mu fell silent, considered for a moment, and then explained:
"He and his brother have a sense of life and death. The words he said when he vomited blood, 'My killer is Mu Haotian,' were actually the words his brother said before he died."
"Wow~~There are such strange things in the world?"
Jing Ling was surprised at first, and then suddenly enlightened.
"It turns out it was his brother you killed."
The corners of Mu Haotian's lips twitched:
"I didn't kill his brother either."
Jing Ling was puzzled:
"Then why did he say you killed him?"
Mu Haotian said:
"Are you talking about Pei Yong or his brother Pei Zhi?"
Jing Ling thought for a while and said:
"Kowtow to you."
Mu Haotian was a little helpless:
"That's Pei Yong. He and his brother Pei Zhi have a life-and-death connection, so...hey, didn't I tell you this?"
Jing Ling stuck out her tongue:
"I forgot."
Mu Haotian took one step in the air and almost couldn't resist the wind. After he stabilized his body, he refused to speak again for a long time.
After a long time, Jing Ling said:
"Senior Brother Mu, I...am I too stupid to make you angry?"
Mu Haotian shook his head:
"I don't blame you, I'm confused about this myself."
After a long pause, Jing Ling suddenly said:
"Senior brother, I remember! The brother of the person who kowtowed to you was the thick and ugly weirdo with the vines we encountered in the middle of the night, right? He was the one who captured the two senior sisters."
Mu Haotian was confused when he heard this, and he was not used to her way of expressing it, but he still nodded.
Jing Ling continued:
"When I came out, I saw that thick, ugly weirdo with long vines fighting with the master, and then fighting with you. Finally, he was standing together with that weirdo who was both male and female, talking. I saw him kneeling Vomiting blood on the ground."
Mu Haotian said in surprise:
"Neither tomboy nor tomboy?"
Then it dawned on her that she was referring to the old ghost from Xishan who had a sharp voice and sounded both male and female.
Suddenly she realized that she couldn't seem to remember people's names, so she specialized in remembering their characteristics, so she asked:
"Did you really see that thick, ugly... weirdo with the vines vomiting blood?"
Jing Ling nodded with certainty.
Mu Haotian suddenly felt strange. It was dark at the time. He was so close that he couldn't see clearly. She was standing much further away, so how could she see it?
Jing Ling saw his confusion and explained:
"Ever since I got this totem, I can see things clearly in the dark, and I can see very far."
Mu Haotian was finally relieved, thinking that this divine totem seemed to have many magical uses. He must take the time to learn more about it, and then ask Jing Ling about the situation. It would be best to find a way to make one himself.
After a while he said to himself:
"But even if he vomited blood, so what? Eh!!! He beat me so hard that I couldn't fight back. He had the upper hand the whole time, so why did he vomit blood?"
Jing Ling said:
"Yeah, I just keep thinking about this."
Mu Haotian said:
"Didn't you just say that you had thought of it? Come on, tell me."
"I think so."
Jing Ling licked her lips and said sheepishly,
"Since he only fought with Master and Senior Brother, he was naturally injured because of you. So, I was wondering, could it be one of you who gave him the curse that killed him?"
Mu Haotian said curiously:
"A fatal curse?"
"Yes! When I was young, I heard my mother say that a very scary ghost called Pong Chou would breed in the mountains of mass graves, and it would secretly come to the village every now and then to seduce children! It's so scary~
"Well... when Puchou comes, adults can't see it, and it will transform into a child and play with the children. While playing, it will suddenly recite a spell to them. Before dark Xichou is about to leave. When it leaves, those children who have heard the spell will follow it in a daze. Some of them are stopped by their parents and do not leave. When Xichou is far away, they will One after another they died.”
After hearing this, Mu Haotian couldn't laugh or cry. I bet she thought that she and her master were monsters. There was no record of prostitution in our "Emperor's Ghost Classic". It was just a folk tale to scare children.
However, the death-inducing curse she mentioned was somewhat interesting, and seemed to correspond to Pei Zhi's death.
However, when he recalled it carefully, it seemed that he had never heard his master mention that there was a life-threatening charm at his mountain gate.
After thinking for a while, an idea suddenly flashed in his mind, and he secretly said in surprise:
"At that time, the 'Heart of Fairies' had already been stimulated. Could it be that... No, he obviously avoided it in the end, and the counterattack was ineffective. But this..."
I vaguely feel that this matter is closely related, but now I can only wait until I find Pei Zhi before making any plans.
Suddenly, in the slightest breeze, a crackling sound shook my ears, as if it was the sound of a whip hitting the tree trunk!
Mu Haotian was startled, and then heard a dull sound like an elephant galloping on the ground.
He was immediately frightened, thinking that Pei Yong, Li Jian and others had already caught up with him, but then he regained his composure, knowing that the voice came from far away, so there was no need to panic.
Immediately slow down and ride the wind leisurely.
Unexpectedly, after a while, those sounds did not dissipate, but became louder and louder. In the midst of surprise, he suddenly felt that Jingling in his arms stood up, resting her chin on his left shoulder and looking back.
Suddenly she shrank back again, opened her mouth and screamed:
"Senior Brother Mu! Run!"
Only then did Mu Haotian wake up. It turned out that those voices did not come from "listening to the wind", but that someone was really chasing behind him.
He staggered in the air, tried his best to steady himself, and asked in a trembling voice:
"who is it?"
Jing Ling stuck her head out again and took a look.
Slowly say one word:
"sky!"
