It was already early winter, but the scene in front of Mu Yuncheng was in the mountains in early spring.

The creek is babbling and meandering through the forest. Surrounded by towering ancient trees, the sunlight shining through the sparse leaves on the ground forms large mottled fragments. Mu Yuncheng walked forward with his feelings, turned over a small slope, and suddenly opened up in front of him.

A large area of tender green grass then comes into view, a few white clouds in the clear blue sky, and the warbler flies and the grass grows, full of vitality. Even if it is not the season of flowers, this grass and trees are not less than the thousands of purples and thousands of reds.

"That Nebula Five Tribulation Array is really a hundred times more dangerous than here. Mu Yuncheng said secretly in his heart: "But the real danger is always unexpected, and I must not be blinded by these illusions." "He knew it was all fake, so he kept reminding himself.

And in the process of walking, he discovered another secret, that is, his feet did not have the same pain as before. That is to say, the current self is no different from dreaming, and the environment in which I am living is like a dream, but I can't wake up when I can't say wake.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, and flowers fell all over the sky. The petals immediately formed a flower array in front of Mu Yuncheng, and a woman slowly fell from mid-air, stroking the flute in her hand, elegant and refined.

Mu Yuncheng looked up, fascinated. I secretly admired in my heart that this woman was a fairy in the world.

The woman was beautiful and slender, and she walked around revealing an innate arrogance.

Seeing that she glanced at Mu Yuncheng casually, she turned around and said, "I am the god of flowers here, and I am ordered to test the contestants who participated in the trial. If you want to pass me, you have to do something for me. ”

"God of Flowers?" Although this person is indeed very beautiful, but it is always strange to say that it is the God of Flowers, although Mu Yuncheng is suspicious in his heart, he feels that since this person said that he has a task to give him, he should not be bluffing himself.

"What do you want me to do for you?" Mu Yuncheng didn't know how difficult the task she gave her was, so when she asked this sentence, her heart was still full of worry.

"There is an old woman in the village of Yamashita who I love the seven-colored amaranth that she has cultivated in her home, and if you can bring me that flower before the time of the unitary, I will allow you to pass this level. After that, she didn't look at Mu Yuncheng, with a wave of her long sleeves, the flower array spun again, and a gust of wind blew, and all the fallen flowers were blown away.

"Hey, then you should tell me the exact location of the old woman's house!" Mu Yuncheng shouted into the air, but received no response.

In desperation, Mu Yuncheng had no choice but to find a small village under the mountain in the clues, although his sword speed was not as fast as it was thousands of miles, but it was better than walking.

Sure enough, after coming down the hillside and making a half-circle along the way, a small village surrounded by a valley came into view.

Mu Yuncheng was overjoyed, and was about to fall the sword, but saw a familiar figure wandering back and forth at the entrance of the village.

"Rumors!" Mu Yuncheng was taken aback in his heart, and was about to go down, when he suddenly thought that he was now in a fantasy realm, so the Chu Shui rumor that suddenly appeared here might be a fantasy that confused him.

Thinking of this, Mu Yuncheng quietly landed behind her and coughed intentionally.

Chu Shui turned around when he heard this, and when he saw that it was Mu Yuncheng, a trace of joy suddenly appeared in his originally puzzled eyes: "Yuncheng, why are you here?"

Mu Yuncheng secretly wondered in his heart: "You still ask me why I'm here, I still want to ask you, let me explore your reality first!"

"Then why are you here?" Mu Yuncheng's expression was serious, and his tone was not friendly, which made Chu Shuiyu, who was originally about to approach him, suddenly stop, and his happy expression instantly fell silent.

"Just now a big turtle took me across the river, saying that there were people waiting for me on the other side, but as soon as I reached the other side, the big turtle turned around and swam away, and I didn't see anyone, only a white pillar of light rising from the ground. I was curious to walk into the white light, and I was teleported here. ”

After experiencing the battle with the Three Holy Ghost Kings, Mu Yuncheng had a strong vigilance against the people who appeared in this illusion. Moreover, he thought that the story told by Chu Shui was unreasonable in itself, since the rules had already stated that the illusion was a personal trial, how could the two meet each other.

"Then what is your task?" Mu Yuncheng had actually determined seven or eight points in his heart about this Chu Shui rumor, but he still couldn't help but ask her again.

Chu Shuiyu shook his head, indicating that he didn't know what his task was.

Sure enough, it's a fake!

Mu Yuncheng immediately waved his hand at her, and said coldly: "I still have a task to do, you better go elsewhere and find your own trial!"

"Are you doubting me?" Chu Shuiyu asked, twisting his head to the side and biting his lower lip.

Even the most stupid person can see that Mu Yuncheng is wary of himself in front of him.

"I ......" There were no less than a hundred reasons for refusing the request of the person in front of him to go with him flashed in Mu Yuncheng's mind before, but as soon as he saw Chu Shuiyu's sad expression, these reasons were instantly forgotten.

Even if it's fake, it's unbearable to be so harsh and indifferent to herself.

"Alas, okay, okay, there's really no way to take you, let's go together!" Mu Yuncheng scratched his head helplessly, and stretched out his hand towards Chu Shuiyu.

But Chu Shui Yu stubbornly fanned Mu Yuncheng's hand and said, "I'm not with you, who knows if you are really Yuncheng!"

"Me!" Mu Yuncheng's cheeks bulged out with anger, and he even said angrily: "Okay, let's go our own way!"

After that, he didn't wait for Chu Shui Yu, and walked towards the village in a big stride.

Chu Shuiyu was so angry that he stomped his foot, turned around and walked in the opposite direction to Mu Yuncheng.

As soon as he entered the village, Mu Yuncheng first wanted to inquire about the residence of the old woman who cultivated the seven-colored amaranth. The village is small, and in the middle of the flat clearing, there is a statue of a man.

Seeing that he was holding a long hoe in his hand and wearing a thick linen cloak on his shoulders, Mu Yuncheng recognized this statue as the farmer Houji.

According to legend, Houji's mother, Jiang, was pregnant and gave birth to Houji's mother Jiang because she stepped on the footprints of giants in the wild. The people around him thought that this son was unknown, so they abandoned him into the wild, but they did not know that he was fed by wild beasts. After throwing it on the ice, some birds shielded it from the cold with their wings. Only then did everyone realize that Houji was not an ordinary person, so they raised him, and because he had been abandoned many times, he had the name of abandonment.

Because he forsaken the good farmer, and the harvest. He was respected as a farmer by Emperor Yao, and the world benefited from it. After his death, he was named Houji by Emperor Shun.

"It seems that this village should have been built by the people of Houji. Mu Yuncheng secretly guessed in his heart, and saw an old man sitting on the stone pier next to him, Mu Yuncheng hurriedly saluted him respectfully and said, "Old man, may I ask if there is a mother-in-law in your village who is good at raising flowers?"

The old man nodded, pointed to a low-walled courtyard to the west and said, "Yes, I live there, my surname is Jiang." ”

Mu Yuncheng bowed his hand and thanked him, then came to the door of the old woman's home, and knocked softly: "Granny Jiang, can I come in?"

The wooden door creaked, and an old woman poked her head out, looked Mu Yuncheng up and down, and then said, "Come in." ”