The sunlight at noon is a bit more lazy.
On the stone steps of a dilapidated courtyard, two figures leaned together. The shadows on the ground melted and were rimmed with gold by the sunlight.
"Brother, how long will it take to end?"
A slender hand was brought to Mu Qing's mouth. The sight of the tender red fingers and white steamed buns made people appetizing.
After Mu Qing took one bite, he said with a satisfied look on his face: "It doesn't taste as good as Uncle Zhang's. I don't know if I will have another chance to eat it."
"Hmph! What are you asking? What do you think my father is doing? As long as you do well, I can learn from my father's skills no longer!"
Zhang Shaoyao grabbed Mu Qing's arm, pursed his lips and frowned.
"Ouch, I was wrong, please be gentle." After Mu Qing sat up straight, he looked around, feeling a little relaxed and comfortable, and said, "You have already dragged me here to recall my childhood, why do you still want to think about things that make your head hurt? Something?"
Zhang Shaoyao stood aside angrily, and when he got angry, he used the steamed bun in his hand as Mu Qing's face, tearing it into small pieces bit by bit, and asked: "If we don't go back to Wanhua Valley, will it make you feel stressed?"
Mu Qing put his hands back on the ground and tilted his head to look at the girl's face. There was light fluff beside her ears, which revealed a shallow hazy halo under the sunlight, which seemed to contain something that made people feel. The power of true relaxation.
Mu Qing simply lay down, resting his head with his hands, and replied slowly: "No, only with you here can I know what I am doing. You are my anchor that will never let me wander. As long as I think of you, I am full of strength.”
"And...then why do you want her to go back again?"
Mu Qing's eyes narrowed, and his thinking slowed down a lot in this atmosphere. It took him a while to realize who Zhang Shaoyao was talking about. He was a little helpless but still said seriously: "If a tree is as beautiful as the forest wind, it will be destroyed." The truth is similar, if I were Bai Emperor, even if I didn’t destroy Hidden Valley, I would eliminate a few real masters, so it would be safer for her to go back."
Zhang Shaoyao also lay down, and pulled out one of Mu Qing's arms as a pillow. He turned sideways and faced him and asked: "What about you? Is it dangerous? Does the old man treat you as an abandoned son? Come to appease the emperor’s anger?”
Mu Qing said: "That's possible, but I also have connections here. You don't need to worry too much. It's Murong Yin who should be worried."
Zhang Shaoyao snorted: "What do you mean you don't have to worry too much? I always thought that the damn old man called Murong Jing back and wanted to put her in solitary confinement, and then bought everyone in Suzaku City, and nothing happened."
Mu Qing said: "No, Qinglong White Tiger and the others are all in Suzaku City. That old man Murong Yin shouldn't be able to do this."
Mu Qing turned his head and looked at the girl, frowning as if he was thinking deeply and bitterly. He couldn't help but said with pity, "You don't have to think about this. Just take good care of your parents in the tunnel."
Zhang Shaoyao nodded, suddenly stretched out a little finger, bent it and said: "It's like pulling a hook like when you were a kid. You have to make sure you're not impulsive anymore. If you can't beat it, you have to run away, you know?"
"No problem." Mu Qing turned sideways to pull the hook and said with a smile, "Don't worry, I will be the first to run when I see something is wrong."
…
Even the afternoon respite will be short-lived due to the approaching haze.
Mu Qing walked on the street, feeling the autumn sun and the desolate street, and his face was much more solemn than when he was next to Zhang Shaoyao.
Becoming the Lord of Suzaku City has never been his goal, but providing a safe and peaceful environment for those around him is what he longs for. When this desire collided with the current situation, Mu Qing, who had reached this stage, not only felt helpless, but also had a fanatical pursuit of strength and progress.
"Is there any way to stop people who are in the late stages of transcendence?"
"Yes, as long as you are at a higher level than them."
Mu Qing paused in his steps, with a look of helplessness on his face, and said in the sea of consciousness: "I know I was a little willful before, but don't you see that I am living well? And because I have refined the power of Shura, my source body There was no damage.”
Meng Zhang's voice was a little more majestic and cold, and he said: "No damage? You have to know that in this world, in addition to the source power that can accommodate all things, every kind of power has its own great root. If it does not complement each other, it is just false prosperity. "
Mu Qing felt a little cold in his heart. He could actually feel this "false prosperity" because from that day on, he never really slept. He could only move the sky through meditation and use the method of breathing. , can the surging power in the flesh and blood be tamed.
Meng Zhang pointed out the root of the problem for him: "The use of power depends on intention. If you don't understand and comprehend the true meaning of killing in the way of Shura, your body will never be anything more than a container."
"It's not easy to understand the true meaning of killing. I'm not a monster like Bai Hao."
Mu Qing shook his head and said: "Let's get back to the current situation. Is there anything you can do to help me block the extraordinary master?"
If women like Zhang Shaoyao and others are the anchors that keep Mu Qing from getting lost on the road of spiritual practice, then Meng Zhang is the trump card that keeps Mu Qing from being afraid of difficulties on the road of spiritual practice.
Mu Qing has gradually become accustomed to having Meng Zhang's support and assistance in battles, but for the time being, he has not thought about what would happen if Meng Zhang was no longer there one day.
Meng Zhang was silent for a long time, and Mu Qing walked quietly along the street with his head lowered.
"Your body is full of blood. I can instill power into you. As for the extent to which it can be achieved, it depends on you."
Mu Qing felt happy and asked patiently: "What about the consequences?"
"Do you still know the consequences? When the power in your body that does not belong to you is exhausted, you will faint immediately. I will summon your spiritual fetus into the selection space at that time. As for the physical body, your swallowing cloud Yuqi It has reached a small level of success and can withstand an extraordinary blow."
"Is it possible for me to reach the middle stage of transcendence by then?"
"I don't know, but I'm sure it can exceed the threshold of transcendence."
Mu Qing felt much more stable, remembering that Meng Zhang had helped a lot in these battles, and quickly promised: "Don't worry, when I become the city lord, I can give you all the power of luck I have gathered."
Meng Zhang's voice suddenly became much deeper and he said: "This is something only a fool would do. If you become the city lord, I will teach you how to do it."
"Yeah, please then."
I'm afraid even Mu Qing hasn't figured it out. In front of Hidden Valley and Dynasty, he has chosen to treat Dynasty as his enemy. As for Hidden Valley, it may depend on Murong Yin's attitude.
With Meng Zhang's guarantee, the gloom surrounding him became much lighter. Mu Qing felt the autumn temperature for the first time in days and walked leisurely on the street.
Suddenly, someone shouted loudly from the front: "The south gate is open, you can enter the inner city."
This sound spread from person to person, and in the blink of an eye, many people carrying baggage ran out of the invisible corners of the originally deserted street.
Mu Qing suddenly remembered what Chen Zhuo had asked him to do last night. He put his foot down, flew into the air, and headed straight for the south gate.
