The sun is high, the sea is blue and the sky is cloudy.

The verdant forests are layered on the ground, and the white clouds are gathering and floating in the sky.

Wood and clouds, as if they could never meet, merged as far as the eye could see, embroidering a flawless picture of blue and white.

Mu Haotian held Jingling in his arms, walked through the mountains and forests, and when he jumped up the hill, what fell into his eyes was such a magnificent beauty, which made him clear his mind and resolutely swooped down.

The breeze is warm.

Birds chirp and leaves rustle.

The texture and bones of the wind are a fantasy concept, which should be ethereal, but at this moment, in the lazy sunlight, between pulling out and rushing, it seems to have turned into a real entity, within reach.

Mu Haotian walked in the direction pointed by Pei Yong, crossed the mountains and mountains, and trekked forward. I don't know from which dive down the mountain, he suddenly felt again, the strange and strange that appeared yesterday evening-

- Touch the wind.

It is not the air current, but the real, touching, holding, and stepping on the invisible, colorless, and invisible wind in the void.

He still remembers very clearly that when he was standing on the top of the mountain, looking down, he suddenly felt a sense of whimsy, wanting to master the pulse of the wind, grasp the muscles and bones of the wind, so as to achieve a real flight with the wind and fly in the sky at will.

Then he leapt from the top of the mountain, and when he was in danger, he caught something mysterious in the void.

Thinking about it at this moment, isn't that the wind muscle and bone in your imagination?

The ability to "listen to the wind" that followed also confirmed his ideas. It was as if I woke up and my dream came true, and I was surprised, delighted, and afraid of losing.

In the midst of such gains and losses, he gradually became familiar with the trick of riding the wind, his feet seemed to step on the back of the wind, skimming at low altitude, occasionally stepping on grass and branches, chic and freehand, and unconsciously no longer had to "borrow" from Jingling.

Jing Ling had already noticed it, poked his head out of his arms, and saw him stepping on his feet in the air, floating forward, like a kite flying in the wind, the speed was extremely fast.

She was amazed in her heart and couldn't help asking:

"Senior Brother Mu, what kind of spell are you using? It's amazing. ”

Mu Haotian was extremely proud, and said with a smile:

"This is called 'Riding the Wind', it is a little insight in my spare time, if you like it, I will teach you when I am free."

In fact, he didn't cultivate the Dao Fa at all, so he naturally knew that this was not an illegal technique-Feng Xuan Yufeng, he didn't need true qi without mana, and it didn't even cost him the slightest bit of strength.

And the Daomen's "Imperial Qi Flight", which is a magical power that can only be mastered in the infancy of the Yuan Dynasty, before that, the monks could only use mana to drive away the imperial weapon, and the sword flew into the air.

The light body and spiritual action in martial arts need to take advantage of the momentum, and the more extreme the light skill, the more it consumes true qi, and it is definitely impossible to do so.

He just thought that he had inexplicably created a strange art, and he should think of a super-easy name, and at this time, after listening to Jingling's question, he was blessed to his soul, so he decided to call it "the art of riding the wind".

As for teaching Yunyun in the future, he just blurted out proudly, he himself is still confused, he doesn't know where it came from, he doesn't know what it is, and how can he teach it?

Jing Ling believed it to be true, and while staring at Senior Brother Mu's unbridled demeanor, she was full of expectations, imagining that she would learn the "art of riding the wind" in the future, and walk with him in the mountains and forests.

Suddenly, I thought of the scene where the two senior sisters were intimate with him, and his nose was sour, and he intuitively felt that they would definitely learn it one step ahead of him, and always stick to his senior brother.

After a moment's uncertainty, a strange idea fell into my heart:

"If Senior Brother Mu could hold me like this all the time, fly on the wind all the time, and never stop because of others, how nice it would be."

Jing Ling shrank back, feeling Mu Haotian's powerful heartbeat, and fantasizing.

"Senior Sister Ling'er, did you think it would be so coincidental that there was a person with the same name and surname as me nearby?"

"Senior Sister Ling'er?"

"Senior Sister Ling'er!"

Mu Haotian shouted three times in a row, Jing Ling reacted, woke up in a dream, raised his head and looked left and right, and said urgently:

"Ahh Brother, what's the matter? ”

Mu Haotian thought that she had fallen asleep in her arms, glanced at her panicked and coquettish demeanor, paused to play with her heart, pinched her throat and said compassionately:

"Whoever kills me, Mu Haotian!"

Jing Ling was taken aback:

"Who? Who killed you? Ah no, who did Senior Brother Mu kill? ”

"Don't be nervous, no one has been killed."

After Mu Haotian finished speaking, he felt something different, and asked in surprise:

"But why do you say again?"

Jing Ling was stunned and said:

"Didn't Senior Brother kill the one who kowtowed to you before?"

Mu Haotian reminded her:

"His name is Pei Yong."

Jing Lingdao:

"Oh yes, his name is Pei Yong."

Earnestly add:

"He kowtows to you."

“……”

Mu Haotian said:

"You're right, but it was his brother Pei Zhi who was killed."

Jing Ling woke up and said:

"Ahh Then how can the one who kowtow to you say that you killed him? ”

“…………”

"Senior Brother Mu? What happened to you. ”

Senior Brother Mu was silent, and after considering it for a moment, he explained:

"He and his brother have a mutual sense of life and death, and the sentence he said when he vomited blood, 'Kill me, Mu Haotian', was actually what his brother said before he died."

"Wow~~ There is such a miracle in the world?"

Jing Ling was first surprised, and then suddenly opened,

"So you killed his brother."

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:

"Do you mean 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 has a sense of life and death between him and his brother Pei Zhi, so ...... Hey, didn't I tell you that? ”

Jing Ling stuck out her tongue:

"I forgot."

Mu Haotian was empty, almost unable to resist the wind, and after stabilizing his body, he refused to speak again for a long time.

After a long time, Jing Ling said:

"Senior Brother Mu, I'm ...... Am I too stupid to make you angry? ”

Mu Haotian shook his head:

"I don't blame you, I'm confused about this."

After a pause for a long time, Jing Ling suddenly said:

"Senior brother, I remember! The brother of the person who kowtowed to you is the thick, ugly long-vine monster we met in the middle of the night, right? That is, the one who took the two senior sisters away. ”

Mu Haotian listened to one head and two big, and he was very uncomfortable with her way of expression, but he still nodded.

Jing Ling continued:

"When I came out, I saw that thick and ugly long vine weirdo who had a fight with Master, and then a fight with you, and finally he stood and talked to that yin and yang weirdo who was neither male nor female, and I saw him kneeling on the ground and vomiting blood."

Mu Haotian said:

"Not a man, not a woman, a yin and yang weirdo?"

Then she understood that she was referring to the old ghost of Xishan who spoke sharply and sounded neither male nor female.

Suddenly, she realized that she couldn't seem to remember people's names, so she specifically remembered their characteristics, so she asked:

"You really saw that rough and ugly ...... Did the long vine monster vomit blood? ”

Jing Ling nodded in affirmation.

Mu Haotian suddenly felt strange, it was dark at that time, she was close, and she couldn't see clearly, the position she was standing was much farther away, how could she see it?

Jing Ling saw his doubts, so she explained:

"Ever since I got this totem, I've been able to see things clearly in the dark, and I'm still far away."

Mu Haotian was finally relieved, thinking that this god totem seemed to be very useful, and he must find out more about it when he took the time, and then ask Jing Ling about the situation, it was best to find a way to make it himself.

After a while, he said to himself:

"But even if he vomited blood, so what? Hey!!! He beat me so much that I had no power to fight back, and I had the upper hand the whole time, so why did he vomit blood? ”

Jing Lingdao:

"yes, that's what I've been thinking about."

Mu Haotian said:

"Didn't you say you had already thought of it, come and hear it."

"That's what I thought."

Jing Ling licked her lips and said embarrassedly,

"Since he has only fought with Master and Senior Brother, it is natural that he was injured because of you, so I wondered, could it be that one of you cursed him?"

Mu Hao Tianqi said:

"A curse that kills?"

"Yes! When I was a child, I heard my mother say that there would be a very terrible kind of ghost in the mass grave mountain, called Ugly, and every once in a while they would sneak into the village to hook children! It's scary~

"Uh...... When the ugly comes, the adults can't see it, and it will take on the form of a child, and when he goes to play with the children, he will suddenly recite a mantra to them. Before dark, Ugly was about to leave, and when he left, those children who had heard the spell would follow him in a daze, and a few of them were stopped by their parents and did not leave, and when Ugly was far away, they would die one after another. ”

Mu Haotian couldn't cry or laugh after listening to it, daring to love her for treating herself and her master as monsters, but there was no record of the ugly in the "Ghost Classics" of this door, and it was just a country monster to scare children.

However, the curse she said was a bit interesting, and it seemed to be able to correspond to Pei Zhi's death.

However, he recalled it carefully, and it seemed that he had never heard the master mention that there was something like a life-urging charm in his mountain gate.

After thinking for a while, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he secretly exclaimed:

"At that time, the 'Fairy Heart' had already been stimulated, could it be ...... No, he obviously avoided it in the end, and the counterattack was ineffective. But this ......."

I vaguely feel that this matter is very related, but now I can only wait to find Pei Zhi to make plans.

Suddenly, in the slightest wind, there was a crackling sound that seemed to be the sound of a whip whipping a tree trunk!

Mu Haotian was startled, and then he heard a dull sound like an elephant galloping on the ground.

He was frightened, only to think that Pei Yong, Li Jian and the others had already caught up, but then he regained his composure, knowing that the voice was coming from far away, so there was no need to panic.

Immediately slow down and ride the wind leisurely.

Who knew that after a long while, those voices did not dissipate, but became louder and louder, and in surprise, he suddenly felt Jing Ling in his arms struggle to get up, and his chin rested on his left shoulder to look back.

Suddenly, she shrank back again, and opened her mouth to cry out:

"Senior Brother Mu! Run! ”

Mu Haotian woke up at this time, it turned out that those voices did not come from "listening to the wind", but someone really chased after him.

Stumbling in the air, desperately trying to stabilize his figure, he asked in a trembling voice:

"Who is it?"

Jing Ling poked her head out again and took a look.

Slowly uttered a word:

"Oh my God!"