The distance from Qixing Mountain to Mugao Mountain Range is quite long. Even though Mu Qianxue was flying with a sword, it still took more than half of a full day to get there.
This is already her fastest speed. Besides, she can't really control objects and fly. The sword is just a specially made magic weapon. She just needs to continuously inject vitality into it.
As a functional magic weapon, it is considered rare and extremely expensive. There are almost none for sale on the market. Even if there are, they cannot be bought with gold coins. They are usually exchanged for items. Mid-level beast elixirs.
Xuan-level skills are sometimes difficult to obtain.
There's no way around it, it's a rare thing, and it's a good item for travel.
If the price is not excellent value for money, how can it reflect the unique status of the owner?
It is worth mentioning that not everyone is qualified to use this kind of magic weapon. The cultivation level must be at least the Three Dan Realm to ensure that the energy in the body is sufficient before it can be used. This is why Mu Qianxue did not fly with a sword to look for Xuanhuang.
Because of the grass, she only had access to the eighth level of meridians at that time.
During this period, Mu Qianxue landed on the ground from time to time to take elixirs to replenish her vitality. Of course, the speed was far less than that of her father who could fly through the air, so it took a lot of time.
Returning to the old place, looking at the sea of eucalyptus flowers that had long since withered and the prosperity gone, Mu Qianxue suddenly felt sentimental in her heart.
After a while, she came to the entrance of the deep cave where she and Li Xiaotian fell. At this time, the cave was already surrounded by grass and vines.
Immediately afterwards, Mu Qianxue came down with her sword, her expression complex.
After a while, we finally reached the bottom of the cave.
Mu Qianxue stared blankly at the withered bones in front of her, the familiar moldy fabric, and the early-stage fifth-level beast pill. No matter how much she didn't believe it, everything in front of her showed that this skeleton was his and that he was no longer here.
, as his father said, it was most likely that she killed him.
Mu Qianxue couldn't help but closed her eyes sadly, unable to bear to take another look. In the end, she burst into tears and cried so hard that her mind was filled with beautiful images of herself and Li Xiaotian.
After her tears dried up, Mu Qianxue stood in a daze at the bottom of the cave for a long time.
He seemed to have figured it out, and finally stepped out of the deep hole with his sword. Then he waved his sword a few times, and only heard a few bangs, and the entrance of the cave collapsed. He then found a piece of wood, stood on it, and picked a sword flower.
, the five characters "Tomb of Lu Shiba" appeared clearly on the wood.
"Being buried in a deep cave is like being buried in the bottom of my heart. I will never forget you, Lu Shiba."
Mu Qianxue muttered silently, not long after she was injured, Yu Jian left.
Mugao City, Random Inn.
After leaving the mountains, Mu Qianxue was not in a hurry to return to Qixing Mountain. Instead, she disguised herself as a man and went to the Suiran Inn, drinking alone.
His extremely handsome appearance attracted the attention of countless guests. Mu Qianxue was already in a depressed mood and felt quite uncomfortable being stared at by everyone, so she shouted: "What are you looking at!"
People are forgetful animals. There are not many other places in Mugao City, and many fights happen every day. As for Mu Qianxue's slap that knocked away a fourth-level monk with a mouthful of Tongmai more than a year ago, maybe at that time
There was still some deterrence, but now, it has long been forgotten.
"Look at you!"
"Not only do I want to look at you, come on, go outside, I also want to slap you!"
"I don't know whether to live or die. I'm afraid that if you don't get beaten up by society, the lesson you lack in life will be made up for free by our third brother."
Suddenly, three people at the table fiercely provoked me.
As a human being, especially as a monk, there are only eternal benefits, and there is no lifelong hatred.
The happiest person in the entire Suiran Inn is this guy. With the experience of being beaten last year, he has now made a lot of money. The humiliation of the slap has long been forgotten. No matter how focused he was in the beginning, it doesn't matter.
"It's too harsh, this trio of bullies stole my Yuan Beast."
"They took away my skills, but it's a pity that they didn't kill me."
"These beasts even took my weapons away from me, what a fool."
…
One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and the victims continued to yell and curse.
It seems that the bully trio has done a lot of evil in the Mugao Mountains. Now they have encountered a tough fight, kicked the iron plate, and been taught a lesson, which is really satisfying.
"Come, let's drink to that young man's heroic deeds!" The man took the lead and shouted again.
"good!"
"Done!"
"rare!"
…
In the midst of chatter, everyone raised their glasses and drank in one gulp. In the city of Mugao where they were all camped, there was a rare unity and something spectacular.
"Everyone here, I'll buy a jar of good wine for each table!" Mu Qianxue looked at the rare lively atmosphere and shouted loudly.
"Young Master is so generous!"
"Young master is overbearing!"
"Young Master Hongliang!"
…
Everyone was talking and boasting, and it was very lively for a while.
Mu Qianxue was still sitting alone, drinking in silence, showing her loneliness and being out of tune with the hustle and bustle around her.
There are many people who borrow money to relieve their sorrows, and there are also many people who borrow money to relieve their sorrows. There are really not many people like her who use money to relieve their sorrows.
"It's you. Isn't my eldest brother with you? Where are the others?"
Mu Qianxue heard someone asking a question in a familiar voice. When she looked up, she saw that it was Lu Shiba's younger brother, Zhang Shan.
Judging from his appearance and the dishes he was holding in his hands, he must be the kid from this casual inn.