Chapter 44 once upon a time

Duan Qinxuan never expected Mu Qinglan to have such a reaction.

If she is really that person, if she remembers the past when she died at a young age without a whole body, how could she not complain or hate?

Duan Qinxuan has only heard of mountain ghosts, but has never seen other mountain ghosts except Mu Qinglan.

The soul of a mortal is as weak as the wind, and it is difficult for a person to stay in the world for a long time after death. Even if it is an evil ghost with persistent resentment and obsession, after a long time, it will be exhausted and become a wisp of soul smoke, and then be drawn into the spirit pool or magic pool of Pluto Sea with the wind .

That is the final destination of a person after death, even the cultivator after death and soul disappear. After the Pluto Sea was inverted, the whereabouts of those monks at the peak of spiritual harmony have not been revealed to the world, and there is no soaring at all-the souls will return to heaven and earth at the end of their cultivation.

According to the records Duan Qinxuan knew, the mountain ghost was the result of the deepest resentment and obsession in the world, and he had to die tragically and in great pain before he could linger in his soul.

If Mu Qinglan is really that person, she must have been torn to death by wild beasts. She died in such pain and agony, so that her resentful spirit could linger in the mountains for a long time, and even become a mountain ghost.

But Duan Qinxuan saw that there was no shadow in her spiritual platform, no haze in her heart, her hands were clean, and she never killed or killed. Where is her obsession?

But if she really forgot everything, it would be like this, then how can the mountain ghost transformed by her obsession know that her lover has loved other women, so how can she be so transparent and indifferent?

Ever since Duan Qinxuan knew that Xiangjun Mountain was the forest of ferocious beasts in the past, and that Mu Qinglan might be the one who caused her junior brother to die in love, he never wanted to get involved with them any more.

This evil fate has caused two people who are good to die miserably once, so is it necessary to continue?

But Mu Qinglan didn’t know how Duan Qinxuan’s heart was turned upside down. Her pure thoughts made her dumbfounded. It seemed that the difference between clouds and mud, life and death, were as light as smoke in her eyes, and could be wiped away with a wave of her hand. .

Mu Qinglan thought for a while, and said to herself: “Ordinary people and cultivators are really easy to grow old together. At worst, that woman will also cultivate immortality. If you have spiritual roots, you can worship Huo Jue as your teacher, and you can be with you day and night…”

Duan Qinxuan moved his lips when he heard the words, but he couldn’t say a word.

When Huo Jue heard this, his eyes changed. The words spoken by the woman in the situation he was in coincided with Mu Qinglan’s voice again.

Same tone is an understatement.

“What are you rushing to justify? If you like it, you just like it. Do you think you can hide it? At worst, I will also cultivate immortality.”

The woman standing in front of him stretched out a honey-colored wrist in front of Huo Jue, and said to him, “Help me check the root of the spirit, I should also have the root of the spirit, right? I have learned everything very quickly since I was young.” , no matter how difficult the embroidery is, I can do it just by looking at it! I have heard the poems spoken by the scholars in the town, and I can remember them even if I don’t understand them. They all say that I am beautiful and intelligent, and that I am an old Taoist priest. You say I have the appearance of a prosperous husband! Take a look, I have spiritual roots, so I will worship Xiaoxianjun as my teacher.”

She is like a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers, with a kind of naive bravery. But it was also this bravery that easily shattered the heart of the little monk who had just stepped into the path of cultivation and had not yet cultivated into a rock.

Hearing the woman’s words, Huo Jue felt like a rampaging horn grew in his heart, feeling that as long as he exerted force, he could smash everything in this world. Fill in the distance between the mountains and the sea.

Huo Jue watched helplessly as he really stretched out his finger, and put it tremblingly on the woman’s wrist, to check for her spiritual root.

But when he heard the woman said that he wanted to worship him as a teacher, Huo Jue withdrew his hand abruptly and interrupted with a low growl, “How can I do that! I can’t take you as a student!”

Fornication between master and apprentice is immoral! If they became masters and apprentices, then what would happen to them, how could they be… good friends?

But outside of this situation, Duan Qinxuan also said: “It is immoral for master and apprentice to have sex, how can you think so? My junior brother will not agree.”

Mu Qinglan put her hands on the table when she heard the words, remembering that she once wanted to worship Huo Jue as her teacher, but Huo Jue disagreed, she laughed inexplicably.

“What are you laughing at?” Duan Qinxuan asked.

Mu Qinglan shook her head, thinking that with Huo Jue’s temper, she really would not do anything immoral.

But so what! When he promised to befriend her, he was her uncle!

Mu Qinglan said happily, “It’s nothing.”

“Master, did you come here today just to tell me that Huo Lang liked a woman before? Actually, it’s nothing. Anyway, it’s fine if Huo Lang loves me from now on.” Mu Qinglan poured wine for Duan Qinxuan.

She was jealous at first, but soon stopped jealous. Mu Qinglan never worries about the past, nor does she worry about the future.

Duan Qinxuan is a monk, and she shouldn’t be drunk with ordinary wine, but because she recalled the past, her blood surged, and she was really a little confused.

Duan Qinxuan has been looking at Mu Qinglan’s expression, and still can’t see any flaws in her.

Duan Qinxuan has already made up her mind that even if Mu Qinglan is that person, she doesn’t remember anything now.

Mu Qinglan saw that Duan Qinxuan didn’t speak, but just drank, so she poured the wine attentively, and said softly: “Master likes this wine, I will bring two jars for Master later.”

Duan Qinxuan’s breathing was a little rough, and she didn’t know if she should continue talking. Because if you go any further down, it won’t be a romance.

But Mu Qinglan kept asking, as if listening to an irrelevant book, with great interest: “Then what happened later? Are they together? If that woman didn’t cultivate immortality, the lifespan of a mortal is only a hundred years. Huo Jue This year is one hundred and seventy-one, is that woman… dead?”

Duan Qinxuan suddenly raised her head and looked at Mu Qinglan. At this moment, she wanted to say everything regardless, so that Mu Qinglan would stop being confused and see clearly the life and death and dislocation between them.

This unholy fate, until now, is still…Humans and ghosts have different paths.

But Duan Qinxuan seemed to have his throat blocked, looking at Mu Qinglan’s smiling face, as if looking at a delicate and blooming mountain flower, he didn’t utter a word.

She has never understood why Huo Jue fell into the hands of a mortal woman after only going down the mountain to practice once.

Now she understands a little bit, if Mu Qinglan has always been like this and never changed, then Huo Jue will fall, and it is reasonable to think about it.

He was born in the fairy mountain, and his eyes were surrounded by a vast snowfield, and he was surrounded by boring monks who asked for longevity and practiced swordsmanship. Beisong Mountain didn’t even have a single colorful bird.

When he entered the mortal world for the first time, he was shocked to see a person like Mu Qinglan who was as clear and pure as the snow he was familiar with, but whose personality was as exuberant as flowers, how could he not be dazzled and unable to extricate himself?

“They were not able to be together at the time.” Duan Qinxuan finally said.

Mu Qinglan opened her eyes wide and listened carefully. Duan Qinxuan looked at her and said slowly, “But then…that woman found someone she loves.”

“That’s great.” Mu Qinglan said, “Huo Lang also found someone he loves! He loves me!”

Duan Qinxuan laughed suddenly, a little uncontrollably, almost burst into tears, drank the wine in the glass, and said in a fluttering voice: “It’s really good… Junior Brother really loves you.”

Even if Huo Jue didn’t remember Mu Qinglan, even if she wasn’t even a person this time, Huo Jue still fell in love with her.

Even Mu Qinglan didn’t remember Huo Jue, but entered Mu’s house by accident, wandered around, fell in love with him at first sight, and met him again. Just like before, fall in love easily.

In the past, Duan Qinxuan always felt that such a playful love was just caused by the restless emotions of teenagers, how could it be true? I always feel that they are especially unforgettable because they can’t be together again.

But is it superficial to fall in love easily?

Obviously not, they have already proved it once with each other’s lives.

Just like the golden wind and the jade dew, once they meet, they will win but there are countless people in the world.

Thinking of this, Duan Qinxuan suddenly became enlightened. Even the realm that she hadn’t raised again for a long time was faintly shaken.

Everything in the world has a cause and effect, and the cycle of life and death is endless. It’s like the prosperity and decline, and it’s like wildfire starting a prairie fire and spring breeze regenerating.

What is destined to happen, will always happen.

Why did she bother to be an evil person in vain, and she concluded that it was a bitter fruit before the cause and effect came into being, that would be a fool.

Duan Qinxuan got up from the table and told Mu Qinglan, “Release the members of the Mu family, and I will send them back personally.”

Mu Qinglan hadn’t listened to it enough yet, and wanted to encourage Duan Qinxuan to say something more. But the master is very busy after all, and it’s not easy for Mu Qinglan to pester the master to tell stories if she is leaving.

Mu Qinglan released the half-dead monks of the Mu family, and Duan Qinxuan quickly asked his disciples to tie them up.

Before leaving, Duan Qinxuan looked deeply at Mu Qinglan, pinched her round face affectionately, and said, “I’ll come again when Huo Jue is reborn.”

“Teacher, New Year…have a good time.”

“Hmm!” Mu Qinglan laughed again.

After seeing off Duan Qinxuan, it’s already midnight. Tonight, to watch the New Year’s Eve, a group of spirits and monsters entered the house again, continuing to be lively.

Mu Qinglan drank casually, ate the New Year’s Eve dinner, and chatted happily with everyone.

She couldn’t help recalling what Duan Qinxuan said, and was complacent about the various precepts that Huo Jue had broken for her.

“Hey hey hey”, “hey hey hey” all night.

Mu Qinglan occasionally wondered who was in front of her, and what experiences did she have? Could it be that like Huo Jue, he also fell in love with someone?

But this kind of thought is always fleeting, and she doesn’t care much.

She drank a lot of wine and drank two jars by herself.

She drunkenly hugged the rebirth pool and muttered: “So you have liked other girls… Are the village girls good-looking? Are they good-looking?”

“Tsk, I must be prettier than the village girl. You praised me for being pretty!”

“Yes, I am at least whiter than her! Hehehehe…”

“And I am a dignified mountain ghost, I must live longer than a village girl! To be with you all the time…you must love me more… hiccup…”

“Hurry up and be reborn, let’s hiccup, give birth to Yingying… Let’s give birth to Yingying, what a nice name…”

Mu Qinglan finally passed out. Lying on the table, eyelashes fluttered.

She put the rebirth pool on the table, placed it in front of her, lightly pointed it with her finger, and said drunkenly: “Master is really tempting, how can there be half a story?”

“Since you and that village girl liked each other, why did you separate…”

And in the rebirth pool that she had been rambling about for a long time, on the rebirth lotus, two petals bloomed silently.

This shows that the soul remodeled inside is rapidly merging.

Because of Mu Qinglan’s voice, Huo Jue fell into one situation after another. He was almost torn into countless situations by these situations.

For a while, in a certain red-glow afternoon, he was shamelessly rolling in the straw pile with a woman, their jerky lips and teeth collided, and his heart beat like a drum.

In a blink of an eye, he was running and chasing the woman in the mountains again, listening to her crisp laughter running through the mountains and forests, startling the flock of birds.

In a blink of an eye, he entered the woman’s dream again, feeling the warm and peaceful dream enveloping him. In other people’s dreams, the vicious and earth-shattering nightmare beast lay in her palm like a wounded puppy. Huo Jue uncontrollably took the hand that was caressing the nightmare beast and placed it on his face, feeling the hotness and roughness of her palm.

He and she listened to the rain under the eaves, and heard the joy and joy not far away, and a family was getting married.

She said: “You go and steal two pieces of wedding candy. This family has a bad relationship with my family. I don’t want to come. I want to eat it! Go, use fairy art, is your fairy art just for display? Steal two pieces of candy Neither will…”

Soon the bad taste of sweetness spread on the tip of the tongues of the two of them, but it was sweet all the way to the bottom of their hearts.

She washed his robes that did not need to be washed, and tricked him into eating a kind of salty and sweet pancake.

Tell him: “This is a lady’s cake. If you eat it, you will be my man. You can’t regret it!”

Instead of spitting it out, he took another one and stuffed it into his mouth in front of her, his cheeks puffed up like a squirrel stealing nuts.

They hid in the warm spring in the mountains and kissed. He was so jerky that he didn’t dare to look at her face. She bit his lip and licked it, but felt that the blood was sweet.

He sealed the jade pendant of spiritual consciousness for her and promised her to smash it, so he came to her.

“You must come to me.” When he left, she said, “When I settle down at home, I will go to practice Taoism with you. I will not be your apprentice, but your junior sister. Junior sister can do it.”

He blushed, but nodded slightly.

The jade pendant was broken.

He went as fast as he could, but it was still too late.

He ran all over the mountains and forests in the torrential rain and wind, only to find her bones that had not been gnawed clean of flesh and blood.

He killed all the wolves, tigers and leopards in the whole mountain, and when he learned that she was being chased into the mountain, he wanted to kill mortals. He faced Gun Gun Tianwei, ignoring Tianlei Jieshan, and yelled—”I’m going to kill them!”

Then he really raised his sword and killed all the people who caused her to accidentally fall into the forest and be torn apart by wild beasts. The corpses were all chopped into pieces. They must be like her! No dead body!

The unstained magic robe was stained with mortal blood, and the Lingfu and the natal sword were shattered together.

He was thus infected with karma, and he was doomed to die. Demons abounded in him, his Dao heart was broken, and he almost wanted to fall into the devil. Binding the mountains and forests with soul-binding silk, I want to detain her in the soul-detaining cauldron and throw her into the rebirth lotus.

He has already talked through his father by threatening his life.

But he couldn’t find her.

He also heard people say that if a sword is made of animal bones, the spirit of the beast can be sealed in the sword and become a sword spirit.

He used her bones and his own soul to forge a sword, just hoping to capture a sliver of her consciousness.

He failed.

He went to answer the karma—blood spattered the forest where she died.

Huo Jue had never felt that the feeling of being gutted and heartbroken would be so unbearable. The pain seemed to be relieved and calmed only by tearing himself apart.

He looked around in short breaths, everything was so clear, he finally understood that these were not nightmares, but real—his memories.

The grass and trees blown by the night wind are fragrant, and I don’t know why they are so familiar.

Huo Jue hunched over with a slender figure, the inner palace was constantly turbulent, and his mind was muddled. He held the natal sword made of her bones across his neck, looked up at the sky, and knelt in the forest.

In his heart, he finally stopped complaining about the unkindness of Heaven, but prayed for mercy from Heaven.

He only begged him to repay the cause and effect with his body, so that he could reunite with her soul for a moment.

Lingering with her into the soul, happy to death.

Blood was spilled on the mountain forest, and the body fell to the ground. The dark cloud was split by the moonlight, and the radiance was as cool as cold snow, which sprinkled on the natal sword next to Huo Jue’s twisted head. The sword body was poured with blood, revealing densely packed sword inscriptions – Yingying.

Huo Jue’s consciousness floating out of his body sank suddenly, and countless pictures penetrated into his body like shattered sword blades—body and soul united.

The last lotus leaf of the rebirth lotus in the rebirth pool bloomed, and the fifteenth day of the first lunar month had passed.

Mu Qinglan waited anxiously, looking at the lotus leaves in the rebirth pool countless times a day, wishing she could get in and peel off the last one. He was also afraid that if he manually opened the lotus, it would affect Huo Jue’s reshaping of his body.

It was too late for her to go to see the lanterns with Huo Jue, so she bought a lot of lanterns, lit them up and hung them in the forest every day.

All the spirits and monsters in the mountains went crazy, and she was the only one in the bamboo house, and Mu Qinglan fell asleep on her stomach surrounded by a lot of unlit lanterns.

She and Duan Qinxuan sent a letter to inquire about the omen of the rebirth of the people in the rebirth lotus. Duan Qinxuan told her that all the petals of the rebirth lotus bloomed, and Huo Jue was reborn.

Therefore, Mu Qinglan watched day and night until the last petal. She couldn’t see what happened to the wrapped Huo Jue, but could only see a dazzling aura under the thin last petal.

But tonight Mu Qinglan hung up too many lamps with her own hands, and stayed up for too many days, she couldn’t stand it any longer. She just took a short nap and dozed off.

Unexpectedly, when the person who broke into the mountain woke up and opened her eyes, she saw a group of familiar black-robed evil cultivators and people in Mu family uniforms approaching her.

“Mountain ghosts, run away! There is a ghost cultivator among them!”

In today’s comprehension world, ghost cultivators are like rats in the gutter, everyone shouts and beats them, so it’s hard for the Mu family to find even ghost cultivators in order to deal with Mu Qinglan.

They have already found out that Mu Qinglan is not a demon, but a mountain ghost. This ghost cultivator was specially hired to deal with her.

Last time, Duan Qinxuan didn’t send anyone back to the Mu family at all. Among them, the evil cultivator was directly handed over to Yin Hezong, and he sent a messenger spirit bird to the suzerain of Yin Hezong, asking him to clean up the house.

The remaining monks of the Mu family took them back to go through the divine punishment formation, and spit out a lot of the current situation of the Mu family.

Mu Wanran’s Lingfu was cracked, and she was trying to find a way to repair the Lingfu without telling the head of the Mu family.

Moreover, Mu Wanran hunted geese all year round but was pecked by geese. On the second day after she returned home from the crack in the Lingfu, in order to threaten her father, she personally took her eldest brother’s only surviving seedling to find Old Sect Master Mu.

In the end, the old Sect Master Mu who suddenly became violent scratched his face with a piece of porcelain! Now Mu Wanran is completely closed, even her beloved Merman is gone.

Duan Qinxuan has no way to attack the Mu family for the time being, but he is very happy to hear the news.

Mu Wanran deserves it, it’s all her fault!

But even Duan Qinxuan didn’t expect that Mu Wanran’s Lingfu was torn apart and her face was ruined. She didn’t even dare to leave the door, fearing that the monks of the Mu family would know her distressed situation and her position would be unstable. She is still a centipede worm who is dead but not stiff, and can gather ghosts to come to Xiangjun Mountain to do evil.

Among the group of people, Snake Girl was bound by a black rope, and the more she struggled, the tighter the rope became. She warned Mu Qinglan who had woken up, only to see a large net that was glowing with black air, hooded Mu Qinglan.

Mu Qinglan just woke up, she was still rubbing her eyes, and she was covered upright by the quilt.

However, she reacted quickly, and in a blink of an eye, she turned into a ghostly green spirit mist and dispersed—but when she was about to fly out of the big net, she was bounced back by the black mist on the net, and she reappeared in her true form.

Mu Qinglan was used to coming and going freely, she didn’t realize that she was arrested for a while, and she froze on the spot.

Seeing this, a black-robed man dressed in the same way as Xiexiu stepped forward, bent slightly, looked at Mu Qinglan and said, “Mountain ghost? I haven’t seen a mountain ghost for many years. It’s interesting.”

His black robe was covered in black mist, and his face could not be seen at all. Normally, only a high-level ghost cultivator or demon cultivator could make the black mist condense on his face to cover his true face.

But Mu Qinglan and him looked at each other, and knew that this thing was pretending to be a fool here. He was afraid that he didn’t have that level of cultivation, and he was wearing a four-element mask on his face.

The four-image mask is a kind of mask that low-level cultivators like. After wearing it, whoever you think in your heart is whoever you see.

What Mu Qinglan saw was the black robe Huo Jue!

Not to mention, she couldn’t help swallowing and thought, Huo Jue looks good in black robes too!

“This mountain ghost just happened to feed me the soul lamp, and I’ll leave the rest to you.” The ghost cultivator stood up in an inscrutable way, and the remaining Mu family monks stepped forward and said to Mu Qinglan, “Hand over the rebirth pool and Rebirth Lotus, otherwise we will skin this snake!”

Mu Qinglan licked her lips, still staring at Huo Jue’s face on the Ghost Cultivator Four Elephant Mask with pleasure.

She thought to herself that Mu Wanran might really be out of her wits right now, just these few dogs, plus a nagging ghost, would they dare to come to her territory and hurt her little elves?

This net can trap the top, but not the ground. As long as Mu Qinglan is in Xiangjun Mountain, she can be anything.

But this time the opponent did change tactics, and finally knew how to catch a snake girl to threaten her.

Mu Qinglan did not rush into the ground, but slightly raised her head and asked the monk, “Do you have any last words?”

The cultivator was stunned for a moment, but his expression soon changed. He understood that Mu Qinglan was humiliating him, and he was cruel. He pulled out his long sword and stabbed directly at Mu Qinglan—

Mu Qinglan didn’t panic at all, not to mention that this cultivator couldn’t stab her at all, even if he could, Mu Qinglan’s body was strictly speaking a mountain.

As long as there are mountains, there will be people.

There was even a bit of disdain on her face, and she was about to perform an on-the-spot spirit for this dear friend—suddenly, a dazzling aura burst out from where the monk’s sword pointed at his heart.

This aura was so dazzling that even Mu Qinglan couldn’t help squinting her eyes.

The monk was almost blinded by the shaking, so he took a step back because he didn’t know.

The aura became brighter and brighter, Mu Qinglan realized that the source of the aura was the magic weapon she was wearing on her heart, she almost cried with joy!

It’s the rebirth pool! Huo Jue was finally reborn!

She smiled and was about to pick up the rebirth pool to check, when she felt that the rebirth pool suddenly became bigger, and then the chain hanging around Mu Qinglan’s neck was automatically disconnected, and the rebirth pool floated into the midair with an unbearable aura blooming .

Immediately after the mountain wind picked up, the fifteenth day passed in the sky, and it was considered a full moon, which was quickly covered by dark clouds, and a strong wind with a smell of water rolled up in the whole mountain.

And the dark clouds accumulated in the sky suddenly brightened at this moment, and a flash of kalpa flashed from the mid-air like a white rainbow penetrating the sun——