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Chapter 612: Once Young, Mu Qin's Embarrassment
The road to the bridge of self-reflection is long, and someone is walking alone asking questions.
...On the other side, Mu Shu, Mu Qi and Li Changxiao, after finding the true body of the Tree King in Dalin and picking specific leaves, rushed to the next stage.
Mu Qi was seriously injured and Mu Shu was poisoned. Both were in bad condition and were afraid of Li Changxiao like a tiger. In order to reduce trouble, Li Changxiao asked both of them to let go of their hatred. If they really couldn't let go, then he would throw a ball of black energy.
Both Shu and Qi were afraid of him. In addition to their inferior strength, there was another reason: his ability to control fortune and disaster was too terrifying. In the eyes of Shu and Qi, Li Changxiao's cause and effect was too great. No matter whether it was a great disaster or a great blessing, if they got too deeply involved with him, they would risk sudden death.
When the matter is resolved and they go their separate ways, they will definitely not want to have anything to do with him anymore. As for the power to control fortune and misfortune, it is the secret among secrets. Mu Qi is a man of calculations, how could he not know how big the involvement is? If he said it carelessly and leaked the secret, he would be retaliated by Li Changxiao in the future. He was afraid that there would be a black thunder on his head without him having to do anything. He hoped that Mu Shu would spread the story everywhere and make the swordsman embarrassed, but Mu Shu was so smart. Although she was called a "witch", she would not make herself unhappy, so she decided not to mention it in the future.
On the way, Li Changxiao, Mu Qi and Mu Shu talked about the affairs of the Mu Mansion, such as why the ancestor Mu stole the Taoist fruit, what the body of seven emotions and six desires is, and how Mu Shu found the intersection and entered the Great Heaven Realm in advance.
Mu Shu and Mu Qi looked at each other in bewilderment. Mu Shu knew most of the secrets of the Mu Mansion. It was her former lover Mu Qingtian who was open with her. When they were together, he told her bits and pieces. Mu Shu was very smart and she got to know most of the secrets by asking him questions. In order to gain trust and considering that she was controlled by others but also needed help from them, Mu Shu told them all the secrets she knew.
She first said, "The current leader of the Dao Sect, Li Xundao, is actually a person who is destined to be calamity. He is determined to become a saint. You should know this."
Mu Qi nodded: "I have talked with him a few times during the Reform Era. He is indeed a saint. I admire him. It is precisely because of this person that the human race would be in chaos. Otherwise, there would be no need for the world to attack, and I would be doomed."
The two were talking and were about to start a conversation about the secrets of the Namu Mansion, but something suddenly interrupted their rhythm. There were waves of sound coming from afar, one after another, with great momentum. In order to avoid being implicated, the three of them changed their route and took a detour. After walking for about half an hour, they gradually arrived at a quiet place.
Seeing that it was getting dark, Li Changxiao sat down on a flat ground, chopped down a few trees with his Qingping sword, and laid them horizontally to use as chairs. He then struck the rocks with his Qingping sword in front of the three people, causing sparks to fly and a bonfire to start.
It was not cold in the Great Heaven Realm at night, but the firelight could dispel evil spirits. The three of them sat around the fire, and Mu Shu thought to himself, "This person's style is really unique. I have been with him for several days. Although he is very skilled in Taoism, he behaves like an ordinary person and always likes to cook some strange food."
Li Changxiao picked up a centipede from the ground, cut off its head and tail, washed it clean, skewered it on a log, and roasted it over a fire. The centipede's meat was tender and firm, a rare delicacy in the world, but few people were willing to enjoy it. After roasting for a short while, the aroma of the meat came out, and the meat was golden and greasy, which was extremely tempting.
If Li Changxiao prepared the food carefully, the taste would be truly impeccable. He traveled around the world, often traveling with others, one journey after another. Although he was always alone, he always lived seriously on each journey. Even the disgusting beggars, he never treated them perfunctorily. If there was some food in the wild, they would often make a portion for him. In fact, there was not much intention, he just did it for the sake of convenience.
He divided the three strings of centipedes equally among the three people. Mu Shu took a bite and said with a smile, "The meat of this seven-ring glassworm is really good."
Mu Qi also laughed and said, "I remember when I first entered the Mu Mansion, my master told me to eat less and have fewer desires. I couldn't help it, so I ran out by myself and came to this forest to pick up some centipedes to eat. At that time, they were roasted until they were charred black, but they tasted delicious. After that, even if I ate the most precious delicacies in the world, it would be difficult to have the same feeling as that day."
After saying this, he took another bite and looked back in a daze. They were already halfway along the road. The road was rough and they struggled and hesitated, stumbled and fell, and were covered in mud, but the young man they once looked was still fresh in their memory.
Mu Shu also said: "Speaking of which, Mu Qi, you were the first to join, followed by me, and then Mu Qin. Before we started practicing Taoism, the three of us were pretty good playmates, but after we started practicing Taoism, we were completely different when we met again."
Mu Shu, Mu Qi and Mu Qin were brought into the Mu Mansion one after another. They lived in the mansion for two years before they officially began to embark on the path of cultivation.
Li Changxiao poured some wine for the two of them and listened to them talking about the past. Looking back, he realized that the road of cultivation was full of twists and turns, but it actually made him happier and purer during the cultivation. Those trivial past events that were deeply buried in his memory and never mentioned were sometimes insignificant, and sometimes full of artistic conception.
This place is called Centipede Forest, and the centipedes in it are called "Seven Rings of Glaze". There are many centipedes in the cracks of the stones. After eating, Li Changxiao reached out to catch them, and then cut off the head and tail, and roasted them until the meat was fragrant. When Mu Shu talked about the old things, he remembered the original appearance of the three people, and couldn't help but complain: "Li Changxiao, let me tell you, my sister has been awkward since she was a child, and she didn't become awkward after practicing."
Mu Qi agreed. "Among the three of us, she is the last one to join. I wanted to take care of her. During the night curfew, I wanted to take her out to find food. Guess what happened?"
After saying that, he looked at Li Changxiao.
Li Changxiao was stunned, feeling helpless and amused. He didn't know how the rumor got out, and everyone thought he was Mu Qin's mistress. But as far as their relationship was concerned, the two were innocent.
"What's wrong?" Li Changxiao asked.
Mu Qi said: "She kept having a stomach rumbling, but she said she wasn't hungry at all."
After saying that, Mu Shu also recalled the scene of that day, and couldn't help laughing. The three of them were still young that day, and they were all no more than teenagers. The scene of Mu Qin sitting cross-legged on the bed with her face flushed was really intriguing.
Mu Shu sighed, "That was one of the few times that Senior Sister made a fool of herself."
After practicing, the three of them had different masters and different paths, and they had less contact. Mu Qin became a decisive and murderous immortal who pointed to the sky, Mu Shu was well-read and knew countless secrets, and Mu Qi was well versed in the way of chess.
Everyone has achieved something.
But if you look back, isn't it completely unrecognizable?
Thinking of this, the two took another sip of wine, each with a different mood, and thought again... If their own great path remains the same, can that path really be stolen?