In the early morning, the blood-red glow in the eastern sky has not disappeared, and the fiery red sun shoots a dazzling light, penetrating the mist, integrating red, orange, yellow, green, green, blue, and purple into one, rendering on the river, and the clear river water immediately reflects the color of the morning glow, flowing through the cool breeze, converging into a gorgeous brocade.

The verdant peaks surround this clear river, along both sides of the river, ancient and elegant stone statues, vaguely recognizable stone wall carvings, and desolate and heavy bluestone ancient roads. Dense or starfalling, all of them are quiet and peaceful, making people stop to meditate and remember the great achievements of their predecessors.

The glow shone on his face, the slightly dazzling light made him a little uncomfortable, his head was slightly on one side, hitting the stone wall next to him, he opened his eyes in some pain, touched the quiet and peaceful environment, his thoughts slowly recovered, it seemed that he was still alive! He hurriedly stood up, his weak body shook slightly, he held the stone wall with one hand to support his body, and looked into the distance.

The fiery red glow shines on the bluestone, a beautiful shadow comes into view, the white light-grained long skirt seems to be dyed with a layer of gold, dancing with the morning breeze, the green snail eyebrows are long, the beaded flower tassel is abandoned, and the three thousand green silk is only curled up with a blue ribbon, and the lead is light. Ten fingers are slender, the skin is like clotted fat, a strand of ribbon around the slender waist is quite spiritually beating, the face is not powdered, but it still can't hide the stunning face, the beautiful eyes are flowing, like a pale butterfly that has lost its breath in the dark, the expression is indifferent, like a fairy who does not eat the fireworks of the world, the eyes are like water, revealing a trace of coldness, and the ethereal temperament fits with heaven and earth, which makes people fascinated.

Time freezes at this moment, there are beautiful women in heaven and earth, peerless and independent. The sword burned with embers, and the human sword heart moved, and suddenly, the budding sword heart seemed to touch a faint sense of affection, and his gaze became far-reaching, remembering this scene, it turned out that he had more things to protect unconsciously.

Sensing Feng Jian Fei's changing breath, Mu Yun Yu was slightly surprised, although it was only a faint meaning, but it contained two completely different properties, but it was also a little surprising, she slowly walked to Feng Jian Fei's side, and said softly: "Your meridians seem to have been damaged many times, if you don't recuperate well, I'm afraid it will affect your future cultivation." ”

A bright smile appeared on Feng Jianfei's face, looking relaxed, and said indifferently: "Well, the spiritual formula I cultivate has the effect of nourishing the meridians, so it's okay, we have to find someone else." ”

Mu Yunyu's talent is extremely high, she remembers all the classics reproduced in the book building in the dream, it seems to be true, the Falling Moon Town did leave her an indelible memory, and she really had to pay a visit if she had the opportunity, looking at the endless ancient road, the quiet atmosphere made people feel relaxed for a while, and said: "I have contacted Yun Ge, your friend is with him, and he has gone to Tianying City." ”

"Uh!" Feng Jian Fei was suddenly relieved, suddenly, a long bell sounded in the peaks, with the river stretching endlessly, looking at the stone statues and murals carved on the cliff, although it has gone through vicissitudes, but it is still lifelike, and exclaimed: "I heard that there are hundreds of miles of stone paintings carved by famous teachers on the cliff wall of the river in Wanshan City, it is really spectacular!"

"After the Demon Heaven Rebellion, the city lord of Wanshan City devoted all his strength to carving a hundred miles of stone paintings to commemorate the heroic souls who died in battle, which can be regarded as a feat. Mu Yunyu said with respect, the ghostly craftsmanship left the last memory of the heroic spirit, the wind and rain did not leave too many traces, and each mural precipitated the endless respect of future generations.

"Well, it's a pity that I can't see Wan Liuyun's peerless appearance, but fortunately I actually know a world-shattering talent who is not inferior to him. Feng Jianfei sighed, it was lucky for him to meet this kind of genius, but for those contemporaries who competed with Tianjiao, it was nothing less than an unfortunate thing, he smiled and said: "The most important thing is a peerless beauty." ”

Mu Yunyu didn't answer, his indifferent expression made Feng Jianfei not know what to say, looking at him a little overwhelmed, a hint of a smile appeared on the corner of Mu Yunyu's mouth, he was really a simple teenager, who had not been baptized by the world, and had a rare innocence.

"Let's go, let's go and see the scenery of the ancient land of Wanshan City. Mu Yunyu walked forward with light steps, a rare opportunity, it is time to relax. Feng Jianfei didn't see her expression, and followed behind in a little silence, thinking about his words, shouldn't he say this?

Ten thousand mountains are majestic and the water is simmering, and the mountains are surrounded by water. The long cliff road, the mountains and rocks are stacked, the ancient trees are uneven, decorated with a piece of stone paintings that have lasted for a long time, the distant bells ring between the mountains and rivers from time to time, and the two figures walk on the ancient road, fast or slow, happy or sad, feeling the thrilling of the war.

The road is long and the bell is approaching, along the ancient road through the cliffs, a big mountain suddenly appears in front of you, on the cliff in the middle of the mountain, rows of buildings are located together in an orderly manner, the crisp bell comes out of it, the smoke of the cooking is swaying upward, the faint fragrance is filled in the air, and you can vaguely hear the laughter.

Feng Jian Fei walked slowly, pressed the empty stomach with one hand, smelled the tempting fragrance wafting from afar, his heart became hot, and his originally depressed spirit rose up, and he said with a little excitement: "It's so fragrant! Finally, I don't have to be hungry." ”

Compared with his excited reaction, Mu Yunyu was much calmer, walking all morning, he saw the residence for the first time in the ancient road of the hundred miles of murals, and it seemed that there was some grand event, he lifted his cheeks and said lightly: "A martial artist, do you still care so much about eating and drinking?"

"I'm just a wounded mortal now, how can I have the strength to act if I don't eat, you think that no one is like you who doesn't eat the fireworks of the world, well! yes, don't you eat?" Feng Jianfei asked with a smile on his face, along the way, no matter what he said, Mu Yunyu only replied simply, and did not react much, so that he was not as restrained as before.

Mu Yunyu didn't answer, just quickened his pace and walked towards the building in front, Feng Jianfei followed with some difficulty, and shouted bitterly: "Wait for me! ”

"Wanjia Village!" Feng Jianfei panted and looked at the inscriptions on the boulder, he couldn't mobilize his spiritual power at this time, he was not even as good as ordinary people, Mu Yunyu definitely walked so fast on purpose!

Mu Yunyu directly ignored his dissatisfaction, and asked an elderly man next to him with a smile: "Grandma, is there anything big in the village today?"

"The little girl is from other places! It's really timely, today is the middle of August, the time to worship the ancestors in the village, come, I will take you to see the style of our Wanjia Village. The old man enthusiastically pulled Mu Yunyu to the village, the simple behavior made it difficult to resist, Feng Jianfei followed silently, looking at the two like relatives, and couldn't help but sigh: Appearance determines treatment.

Wanjia Village, which is passed down from Wanliuyun, has settled here since the Rebellion of the Demon Heaven. In the center of the village, a statue carved from white jade sits on a black stone platform, staring into the distance with very divine eyes, and the majestic posture gives people a sense of heaviness and tranquility.

An ancient bell hangs next to the statue, two men are full of face to hit the bell, the bell is quite rhythmically transmitted to the distance, there are more than ten wooden tables around the statue, men, women and children are busy coming and going, preparing for the grand event of the village.

The village gradually quieted down, there was not a trace of noise, only the bell echoed, spread all over the mountains and rivers, the atmosphere became solemn, the bell gradually stopped, the oldest old man in the village stood on the cane, faced the statue, lit three pillars of Zen incense, raised it above his head, and recited the village's thousand-year-old sacrifice in his mouth, while the others put their palms together with a pious face, revealing their high respect for their ancestors.

It doesn't matter if the statue is like a cloud, it has been a mainstay in people's hearts for thousands of years. Feng Jian Fei and Mu Yun Yu were infected by this atmosphere, whether it was his amazing talent or his contribution to mankind, he deserved the respect of the two of them from the bottom of their hearts.

“...... Ancestors bless us and wait!" The old man said the last sentence reverently, the bell rang again, and everyone's memories of the ancestors gradually turned into a love for life, and laughter was filled with infinite hope for life.

There is no delicacies from the mountains and seas, just simple ordinary food, but it makes Feng Jianfei and Mu Yunyu feel extremely delicious, in the conversation of the old people, the two have a lot of feelings, everyone has their own pursuit, for the simple villagers, a simple and peaceful life is the most important pursuit in their lives.

For the two outsiders, Feng Jianfei and Mu Yunyu, the villagers showed full goodwill and warmly entertained them. Although the village is not isolated, few people come, and the children are happily surrounded by the two, and there is no feeling of alienation at all.

The night was misty, a few lights were lit, the children who were tired of playing began to go back to the house to sleep, the sporadic candles lit the halo, Mu Yunyu sat on the stone platform, looking at the statue in the center in a daze.

"I didn't expect you to have such a side. Feng Jianfei said with a smile, Mu Yunyu's attitude towards the villagers is very friendly, just like the innocent Yun Yao in the illusion, not at all as cold as usual.

Mu Yunyu stretched out his slender right hand, a wisp of blue fluorescence wrapped around his fingertips, casually hooked in the air, and looked up at the starry sky: "It's been a long time since I've had such an easy time, although this kind of life is good, but it's not suitable for me." ”

"Oh, what is the life you yearn for?" he asked with interest, and it could be seen that she still liked this kind of life in her heart, otherwise she would not be a little hesitant.

"Looking at this starry sky, what do you see?" Mu Yunyu did not answer, but calmly said something irrelevant.

Feng Jianfei looked up at the starry sky, the swaying starlight propped up a faint canopy, starry, countless, he said without thinking: "Bright stars." ”

"Bright stars?" Mu Yunyu waved his fingers, and the blue fluorescence rose into the sky, and under Feng Jianfei's incomprehensible gaze, a layer of dark clouds covered the sky, and not a single star could be seen in his sight.

"And can you still see it now?"

Feng Jianfei shook her head a little staggeredly, although the coverage of this hand covering the sky is not large, but the operation is very difficult, which shows how exquisite her control of spiritual power is.

The dark clouds dispersed, the stars fell into view again, Mu Yunyu lowered his right hand, and walked silently to the room prepared by the villagers, Fengjian Fei came back to his senses, looked at Mu Yunyu's departing figure, and shouted puzzledly: "What do you mean?"

"Rest early, I'll have to go tomorrow. A soft voice sounded, and the shadow disappeared from his sight, leaving only a faint fragrance, and he shook his head helplessly, yawning into the house.