East of the city, sunset.
A thunder resounded through the sky and the earth, and raindrops like beans fell down, making a crisp sound of pattering on the eaves.
A slender jade hand reached out of the window, intending to pull the swaying window back, but landed on the window sill again.
"Suck~ah, after so many days of boredom, the rain finally came down."
The woman's voice was filled with a hint of comfort as she raised her hand and took off the mask on her face.
There were footsteps approaching, and a male voice sounded: "You have just started to learn the Nirvana Technique, and you still have to continue to refine the karma fire."
"I know, why are you more annoying than that old man Murong Yin now? Half a month has passed, but you are actually..."
"Actually what?"
Murong Jing turned around, rolled her eyes deliberately and said, "You come here at this time every day, have you forgotten that I am a woman?"
Murong Jing was used to taking off her mask every time she was alone with him. Mu Qing glanced at her for a second before looking away, feeling some indescribable feelings in his heart.
Murong Jing said hoarsely: "If you feel that you are indebted, there is no need to do so. I am not so stingy."
Mu Qing walked to her side, imitated her movements, took a deep breath, and frowned. It was a sultry evening and a shower had just arrived. The temperature of the air had not yet dropped, but it was already carrying the smell of earth that was stirred up. It didn't smell as fresh and pleasant, but why was she so happy?
When Mu Qing turned his head to look at her, Murong Jing turned her head to the other side as if she was frightened. Mu Qing couldn't guess her mood, so after closing the window, he pulled her back to the futon and sat opposite her.
"Should this come first?" Although this has been a routine operation for the past half month, Murong Jing still looked at the faint purple aura on Mu Qing's palm with curiosity.
"Well, purple energy has a repairing effect on luck. Stretch out your hand."
Mu Qing and Murong Jing put their palms together, and the purple energy rushed into Murong Jing's body instantly, causing Murong Jing to exhale softly.
Mu Qing was very close to her, and when he looked away, he saw a few strands of black hair sticking to her fair forehead. He didn't know whether it was the rain in front of the window or the cold sweat aroused after the treatment.
Before she put on the mask or became a Suzaku, Mu Qing discovered that she had a pair of very beautiful eyes, which were bright and crystal clear, with the wisdom and clarity of someone who was watching the wind and rain. At this moment, her eyes were slightly empty due to the purple energy circulating in her body. The slender and curved eyelashes flickered up and down, which was particularly eye-catching.
"Huh? Why is she blushing? This has never happened before..."
Two blushes were very obvious on Murong Jing's fair and porcelain face. Seeing that Mu Qing still refused to look away, she even came closer with a concerned look on her face. She gritted her teeth and hummed softly: "There's nothing wrong with me, don't be like this." Can you just stare at me?"
Mu Qing was dumbfounded and looked away consciously, and then the two of them were awkwardly silent for at least half a stick of incense.
In the end, it was Murong Jing who spoke first and asked, "Do you know the origin of your purple energy?"
Regarding the issue of Zi Qi, Mu Qing actually said everything he could say. He was surprised and said: "Are there any other questions?"
Murong Jing closed her eyes and tilted her head, patiently feeling the feeling of purple energy flowing through her body. She opened her eyes and looked at him and said, "We have talked about refining weapons before. In ancient times, not only human monks were able to breathe in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. "
Mu Qing nodded and said with a somewhat inquiring look: "At that time, the vegetation, mountains, rocks, birds and animals all had the opportunity to practice spiritual transformation. Looking back now, I just feel that there are two worlds."
Murong Jing shook his head and said: "Not seeing them does not mean that they have all died. In fact, there are still a small number of inhuman monks in some cultivation families. And what I want to say is, the meaning of this purple energy to these creatures .”
She seemed to be reminiscing about something, and said word by word: "It is said that the first acquired soul was able to gain spiritual wisdom because it absorbed a ray of purple energy. At that time, the world was filled with spiritual energy, and many of them were more powerful than spiritual energy. A higher level of Origin Qi.”
"Origin Qi?"
Mu Qing's heart moved. He was now used to getting help from Meng Zhang and did not wonder about the source of these powers. At this time, after being reminded by Murong Jing, he suddenly felt a little guilty and self-reflective.
He suppressed the various speculations about Meng Zhang's identity that floated in his heart and said in a deep voice: "Can the spiritual energy be transformed into source energy?"
Murong Jing glanced at him in surprise and said, "You don't know that all the source energy in your body is source energy? Otherwise, how could your acupuncture points and meridians, which are only at the peak of the second level, be able to sustain our level of consumption?"
Murong Jing didn't know that he could actually borrow power from Meng Zhang, but Mu Qing also realized that his Qi was indeed very different from the previous six months, and densely packed tiny crystals had condensed in his body.
Murong Jing sighed softly: "This is actually an important reason why today's cultivation world is not as good as it used to be. The severance of inheritance has caused many people to not get a complete inheritance of Kung Fu until they die. But someone like you is only one in a million. The source body also has a treasure mountain in vain, but I don’t know how to develop it. But you don’t need to be too anxious. When you reach a higher level, some things will fall into place. Who said that you, a kid, can only win the love of God?"
Mu Qing saw that she had a face that was so beautiful that it even looked childish because it was too fair, but she still had to talk in an old-fashioned way, always acting out of habit. It took her a long time to gather her thoughts and asked: "I'm also following You said that this purple energy is actually refined by the power of luck, not because of my special physique."
Murong Jing frowned her slender eyebrows and said with some confusion: "That's why I'm asking you. Didn't I fight with your kid and beat others together, so I even doubt whether your kid is a human?"
Seeing Mu Qing's face go numb, she chuckled and said: "Because it is recorded in the "Baize Picture" that some accomplished beasts can swallow all kinds of ethereal auras in the world, and after being refined, they can increase their Taoist cultivation. .”
Mu Qing's heart skipped a beat, and he forced himself to gather his thoughts, not thinking about Meng Zhang, and said, "Then "Baize Picture" is very cherished, right?"
Murong Jing looked at his serious look, and a few doubts flashed in the depths of her clear and beautiful eyes. Then she smiled freely and said: "Precious is precious, but it's just a casual book to kill time. When I have time, I will read everything I have read." Rubbing it into a jade slip, just... just think of it as your reward for healing my wounds."
After Murong Jing finished speaking, she looked straight at him with her beautiful eyes.
She also knew that no matter what kind of injury was inside her body, even Murong Yinlai, who knew the most in Hidden Valley, wouldn't be able to do much, so Mu Qing's help was actually difficult to measure, but she somehow wanted to measure it. .
"Okay!" Mu Qing agreed neatly.
Murong Jing was stunned and asked inexplicably: "Is this enough?"
Mu Qing raised his eyes and looked at her strangely. She quickly explained: "Don't misunderstand me, I mean you helped me so much, and I sent you away with just an idle book. Don't you feel panicked at the loss?"
Mu Qing didn't know why, but he felt relieved. He was really afraid that the woman in front of him would ask questions again carelessly, such as "Do you have other plans for me?" and "Do you have any bad intentions?" Incomprehensible question.
He smiled and said: "What's the loss? If you hadn't taken action twice, maybe we wouldn't have been able to come back that night."
Murong Jing was stubborn on this issue and shook her head: "If it weren't for the two of us, with your ability to fear nothing, you could leave at any time. Speaking of which, it was me who held you back."
Mu Qing said helplessly: "Why should I be so serious? I have always understood that if another person came to Suzaku City, I would not be so comfortable."
Murong Jing quirked her slender eyebrows and smiled. Mu Qing's words were true. If it were Dugu Wei here, Mu Qing would probably be mercilessly excluded and suppressed based on these two solo actions.
Feeling that it was because of her presence that Mu Qing had a relatively free space now, Murong Jing's whole person became a little brighter and more vibrant. Mu Qing had to lower his eyes, and then said sincerely from the heart He smiled and said, "Besides, I regard you as a friend now, so I didn't even think of asking you to pay for many things."
"Yes." Murong Jing nodded lightly, then tilted her eyebrows and asked, "We are friends now, but what about in the future? I see you are so restless, I can't help but have conflicts with Hidden Valley in the future, no, This is not possible, but certain.”
At the end of the sentence, Murong Jing sighed softly and fell silent.
The patter of rain on the roof became louder, and the windows that were not closed tightly also made a sour sound under the wind. Mu Qing listened to the sounds of heaven and earth, and smiled calmly, not letting the rain that was about to form between the two of them. He looked at the situation and said softly: "That will happen later, and if there is a day when we really become enemies, we will become enemies with them."
"Oh?" Murong Jing's eyes were clear and the corners of her pursed lips were slightly raised.
Mu Qing looked into her eyes and nodded: "Hidden Valley is Hidden Valley, you are you. As long as you don't do anything to us, I will never do anything to you."
"Us?" Murong Jing whispered and repeated, shaking her head.
She couldn't explain her emotions at the moment. Mu Qing's words were obviously clear enough, but she wasn't very satisfied, but she didn't want to dwell on this boring issue.
Creak——
The window was open, and the wind helped the rain come in.
Murong Jing turned her head to look, and Mu Qing looked at her profile. By some strange coincidence, he said in response to the sound of wind and rain: "If you are willing to leave Hidden Valley with us, that would be great."
"What did you say?"
Murong Jing turned her head calmly, but her heart had already skipped a beat.
Mu Qing shook his head and laughed: "It's nothing, the wind is a bit strong, I don't know if they can come yet."
"Um."
The two palms touched each other, and after a long silence, Murong Jing suddenly spoke: "If you want to truly have the power to compete with Hidden Valley, won't it be enough for you alone?"
Mu Qing's face was full of fake surprise, but when he saw Murong Jing's calm and clear eyes, he also felt relieved and calmed down.
Murong Jing said: "If you really want to leave Hidden Valley without falling out with Hidden Valley, then there is just an opportunity here."
