The old monk was fighting on his side, and the atmosphere on Mu Fan's side was dull, and there was no happiness for the rest of his life after the catastrophe.

Due to the forcible use of the Eight Gates, Mu Fan's body felt slightly tired. However, he didn't use it like crazy, so his body was fine.

Mu Fan and Sang Er stood on the same flying sword, and Qing Lan and Song Changgeng shared a flying sword.

Mu Fan didn't say a word behind Sang'er. He looked back on the nine days when Qizhou fled, and if there was an old monk intervening, it would make sense if no one pursued him. It is estimated that the old monk took some means to force those people not to dare to make a move.

Two flying swords carried four people, each of whom had a plan. Mu Fan had just shown his cultivation strength, he had reached the early stage of the Qi Sea Realm, and his previous lies were self-defeating.

After a long time, Mu Fan broke the silent atmosphere, and he said slightly apologetically: "I have a last resort, and I have to hide it from you." ”

Song Changgeng saw Mu Fan mention this, and hurriedly said: "Brother Qing really has a hard time, I hope you can believe him." ”

Sang Er looked back and said: "Hide your identity, hide your identity, anyway, everyone's identity is fake." To tell you the truth, Sister Qinglan and I are not members of the Mu family. ”

The atmosphere fell into a dull atmosphere again, and Qinglan had been quietly observing the surroundings to prevent someone from sneaking up.

Sang'er couldn't help but ask, "Then will your identity be revealed?"

"No, it won't. Mu Fan remembered the old monk's cultivation and said firmly: "Although it is the first time I have met that old monk, I believe that he will help me keep my secret and prevent my identity from being revealed." ”

Sang Er said anxiously: "Things are not as simple as you think, there are many people in the guest trading house who know that you have cultivation. Even if the old monk doesn't leak it, others will. ”

Mu Fan smiled bitterly: "He will help me." ”

Sang Er listened to his wry smile and understood what he meant. The old monk will help him keep the secret, which means that the old monk will kill all the people in the entire trading house.

She pondered for a moment and said slowly: "Cao Qian's real target should be me, and I don't know if the people behind the scenes will not be able to stop it, and you will get into trouble if you follow me." ”

Mu Fan smiled: "Don't forget, I still owe you a life, why don't you want it now." ”

"I was just joking, you don't have to take it seriously. San'er straightened her windswept hair, "You shouldn't take it seriously, right?"

Qinglan quietly distanced herself, she felt that there were some things she better not listen to.

Sang'er is a good girl, and Mu Fan was indeed saved by her. No one will hate this kind of girl, only develop a crush on her.

Mu Fan took out a clean handkerchief from the storage ring. He slowly spread out his handkerchief, pointed to the Chitose orchid on it and said, "Do you know what kind of flower this is?"

Sang Er frowned slightly, took it from his hand, looked at it carefully, and finally shook his head.

"I've never seen this kind of flower, it's so ugly. San'er smiled.

Mu Fan took back the handkerchief, wiped the mud that had been hardened on his face, and stretched out his hand to point to the northwest.

"There is a large desert in the western frontier, and in the desert grows a flower with extremely tenacious vitality. The name of the flower is Chitose orchid, and as the name suggests, they live for thousands of years......"

Sang'er waited for a long time, didn't hear the following, and asked curiously: "And then?"

Mu Fan looked at the northwest and spit out a sentence for a long time: "I also want to live for a thousand years, and if I don't live to this age, I will never die." ”

San'er looked at him with a serious face, although she knew that it was impossible, but it did not directly hit his confidence.

Those who can live for thousands of years in the world can only cultivate to the Shinto realm. Even if he reached the peak of the Heavenly Sudden Realm, he would only have five or six hundred years to live at most.

Mu Fan looked into her eyes and said, "I have to live for so long, if you really encounter an accident and I escape alone, then I will not regret it for a thousand years." ”

He continued: "Besides, a man promises a thousand gold, I say I owe you a life, I owe you a life, can this kind of thing still be bargained?"

Sang Er's heart warmed, she knew that Mu Fan was making excuses, hoping to protect her safety.

She recalled that just now, Mu Fan hugged her domineeringly. Although it was a helpless move, it still made her heart pound. Thinking of this, the place on his back that was crossed by him seemed to have a tingling sensation again.

Sang Er looked up and saw his concerned gaze. She grew up in a deep boudoir compound and rarely came into contact with boys alone.

In the days she has been away from home, she has tried many firsts. Among them, the most memorable is Mu Fan's grabbing and hugging.

Sang Er blushed and said, "When facing Cao Qian, the situation is urgent, and what I said is false. ”

Mu Fan was stunned for a moment, and then understood that she was afraid that he would misunderstand. So he smiled: "Our tacit understanding is really good, although it is a hurried cooperation, but the acting skills are very good!"

The two untied the knot, talked and laughed along the way, and the topic also pulled from Tiannan to Haibei. Basically, they are talking about what they can talk about, the former topic has not been finished yet, and the latter topic has been pulled out again.

At dusk, the sunset shrouded half of the sky, and the two sat on flying swords. In order to prevent people on the ground from noticing the flying sword, they deliberately flew very high.

Clear sky with blocky clouds in the air. The altitude here is about 5,000 meters, and the air is slightly thinner, but fortunately, the speed of the flying sword can increase the relative flow rate. In addition, both of them have reached the Qi Sea Realm, so there is no obstacle to breathing.

Mu Fan looked far away at the west, looking at the dreamlike sunset in the west, he said: "When I arrive at the Sword Sect, the first thing I have to learn is the flying trick. ”

Sang Er's eyes flashed with happiness, and she said with a little regret: "The sunset is the magical power of nature, but unfortunately I have never had the opportunity to fly to the clouds before, and my family has too many restrictions on me. ”

"I'm much more unrestrained than you, but I haven't practiced flying swords, let alone flying skills. Mu Fan stood up and continued: "So although I can watch the sunset, I can watch it from the ground. ”

"That's pretty much the same as me. ”

Sang'er was playful, she stood on the sword, her face was full of joy, and she shouted happily: "Sit tight, flying sword, go ......"

The clouds were always quiet, and her cry of joy reached somewhere.

Wait until the flying sword takes them to the top of the clouds, overlooking the entire sea of clouds. The sea of clouds overlapped and spread out in all directions, and there was no edge in sight. If you look to the west, you can see that the clouds are turning red little by little, which is the color of the setting sun on them.

Looking at the clouds here, the harvest is a kind of magnificence that is beyond measure. Enjoying it in the clouds is a wonderful beauty of being in a dream world. Observing the clouds on the ground is to combine the sunset with the scenery on the ground, and the beauty of harmony is obtained.

These three kinds of beauty have their own characteristics, and different people have different preferences, but it is really impossible to judge who is good and who is bad.

"You say, if I jump down now, will I step on the clouds?" Mu Fan said with a smile.

San'er quipped, "I'm sure I can jump on the clouds, and maybe I'll be bounced up." ”

The two looked at each other and smiled, and Mu Fan jumped into the air and really jumped into the air. Taken aback by his actions, San'er hurriedly ran her flying sword to catch him before he landed.

Mu Fan's hair was wet with small droplets of water in the clouds, and the sludge on his hair was gradually washed away. He wiped it carefully with his handkerchief, and the sludge on his body disappeared in an instant.

He smiled secretly: "Today's green snake caftan is really weird, as if it has a spiritual intelligence." It knows when to pretend to be ordinary clothes, and when no one is around, it will work its magic again. ”

Feeling the wind whistling in his ears, he knew that he was now at an altitude of more than five thousand meters, but he was not afraid in his heart, because for Sang'er in the middle of the Qi Sea Realm, it was not difficult to catch him in mid-air.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for him to see San'er Edgeworth appear from below. He beckoned down and cheered, "I'm here, I'm here." ”

When San'er caught him, in order to prevent being knocked over by him, he cushioned for a long distance before unloading the momentum.

She pretended to be angry and said, "You really jumped, do you still think that the clouds really bounced you up?"

When Sang'er pretends to be angry, there is a different kind of beauty. Her head was slightly raised, and the snow-white gooseneck had a fatal temptation in the glow of the sunset. But her countenance was so delicate that it produced a sense of holiness that was inviolable.

Mu Fan hurriedly turned his head, exhaled, and said, "We have to think about what to do later?"

Sang'er put away her "anger", and she said with a straight face: "It seems that pretending to be a businessman will not work, as a lesson from the past, we will change to other ...... in the future."

She let out a "huh", scratched her head, and said, "During the time you flew down from the clouds, all the sludge on your body was gone.

Mu Fan touched the clothes on his body and said, "Don't forget, it can block Cao Qian's blow, and it is a genuine treasure armor." Cleaning up the filth from my body is not an easy task. ”

Sang'er nodded, and then turned the topic back to the topic, "Sister Qinglan and Brother Song don't know where they went, I still want to discuss with them, what identity should I change to next." ”

She looked at the vast sea of clouds and said with a wry smile: "It's a problem to find them now." ”

Mu Fan said: "They won't go far, we have to change to the most unnoticeable identity." ”

"What identity?" asked San'er.

"Outcasts. ”

Sang'er suddenly realized that the mobility of the displaced people was already strong. Most of them had suffered from disasters and had to go elsewhere. The imperial court is now in a period of truce, but after a long period of the situation of the Three Kingdoms, the power of the military generals will be extremely inflated.

There is no war, and there is no merit to be fished from the smallest soldier to the generalissimo. In many states, the county guards were military generals, and their way of dealing with the displaced people was simple and rude. Basically, the city gates were closed and not accepted, leaving the displaced people to fend for themselves. Occasionally, some conscientious officials will accept it, but such people are very rare.

Once the displaced people are really unable to survive, it is inevitable that there will be turmoil. The county warden did not accept them, and the nomads could only occupy the mountains at the junction of states and states. It's a pity that they are just ordinary outcasts, where can they compete with a violent machine like the army.

When the army exterminated the displaced people and reported them to the imperial court, the county guards of the two states did not admit that the displaced people were rioting within their own borders. Coupled with the corruption of the DPRK bureau, it was a confused account in the end.

No one takes the displaced people seriously, and this is the current living situation of the displaced people. Moreover, in recent years, natural disasters have continued, and the number of displaced people has also increased. However, although the number of exiles was large, they had no knowledge, no wealth, and no strength, and they could not resist the court with a large number of monks.

For Mu Fan and others, blending in with the displaced people is definitely the best choice. A few grains of sand mixed into a large pile of rice noodles, who can see clearly?

If Edgeworth goes to the Sword Sect from here, it will be to roast himself on the fire. The people on the ground can't find it, but if they are discovered by the monks, it is likely that something major will happen.

The two hit it off, and then went to find Song Changgeng and Qinglan. They sped up, and it didn't take long for them to catch up with Qinglan and Song Changgeng.

They told them the method they had just thought of, and the four of them immediately decided, so they blended in with the exiles and slowly transferred to the Sword Sect.

The Sword Sect selects disciples every year, and the date of selection is set in late spring. At this time, there is still about a month before the end of spring, and the speed will be much slower by disguised as a homeless person. But it should be possible to reach the Sword Sect before the selection.

Mu Fan and the others decided to land on the ground first to avoid attracting the attention of the other monks, and at the same time to rest for a while. They found a small village in the middle of nowhere, a little depressed, with a scrawny dog tied to the entrance of the village.

When the dog saw a stranger coming, he did not bark, but lay motionless on the ground like a dead dog.

Mu Fan and the others found a family and bought a few shabby clothes. Seeing that this family was yellow and thin, he deliberately paid ten taels of silver.

Not being eaten is only the sentiment of the noble, and for those who have eaten the last meal and the next meal, silver and food are what they want most.

Except for Mu Fan, all three of them changed into shabby peasant clothes, and then said goodbye to the family. When he was far away from the village, Song Changgeng tore the clothes on his body in a few more places. When the others saw it, they all learned to make a few holes in their clothes.

Mu Fan saved a lot of trouble, and his clothes changed according to his heart. As soon as the thought came, the clothes naturally had a few more cuts.