When Long Qilin heard this, he was shocked, but the voice was a little familiar.

Even so, he did not dare to neglect anything. He immediately shook himself and turned into a strong boy with a Qilin body. However, he changed too quickly and forgot that Qin Mu was still on his back.

Qin Mu fell down with his hands and feet dancing. Long Qilin hurriedly picked him up, put it on his shoulder, and looked carefully at the moonlight.

Today is the seventh day of the lunar month. When the moon formation is running to the seventh day of the lunar month, it is a big crescent moon, and other parts of the formation are blocked by shadows.

The formation is very large and very wide, with hundreds of miles of distances. The part blocking the shadow has not actually disappeared. The formation is still operating, but is blocked.

This formation looks like a moon palace, with palaces in the moon, beautiful scenery and very pleasant.

"The person who controls the moon in the sky map must be a beautiful woman."

The dragon unicorn poked his head out of the shadow, and saw that the broken place caused the moonlight in the moon to scatter like running water.

In the middle of the moon, a woman was sitting on the tip of her crescent moon, looking here, blinking.

"Is it her?"

Long Qilin was slightly stunned. Qin Mu on his shoulder looked like a puppet that had fallen apart, and his limbs slid down from his shoulders with weak limbs and his head tilted.

Long Qilin hurriedly supported Qin Mu, and the woman on the crescent moon came over and said in surprise: "What's wrong with him?"

"The leader is injured."

Long Qilin said to the woman: "The injury is very serious, but it should be no big problem. Master, wake up!"

He shook Qin Mu, and Qin Mu's head was shaken like a rattle. Then he opened his eyes and looked at the woman in a hazy way. He felt that his familiar face came into his eyes, but he couldn't remember who it was.

"Why are you here?" he muttered, falling asleep in a daze.

"Look, there is no big problem!" Long Qilin said with confidence.

But the woman was very worried and sent him to the Moon Palace and said, "I just cleaned up here, you can heal the wounds here first."

Long Qilin settled Qin Mu. After the woman diagnosed Qin Mu's injuries, she pondered for a while and refined elixirs for him.

Long Qilin approached and smiled and said, "You didn't know anything back then, but now you can refine elixirs and boil medicine?"

The woman smiled and said, "After you left, I need to do anything myself. At that time, I was still very young and needed to learn everything. After learning a lot, I will be able to do it."

Long Qilin thought for a while and said, "I was really a dream back then. The leader, the great master, the box, and me arrived in Bailong City in a confused manner. After dawn, we left. The experience that night was very wonderful and unforgettable for life."

The woman turned around and looked at Qin Mu who was sleeping on the hospital bed, showing a gentle smile: "Yes. In the next tens of thousands of years, I woke up from nightmare countless times. When I remembered the experience that night, I suddenly had the courage to live again."

Qin Mu heard a familiar voice in his ear. He tried to open his eyes several times, but he was too damaged, which hurt his origin, and fell asleep again and again.

He was no longer in trouble. He was mainly because when he fought with the "Yutianzun" to fight to the death, the opponent was too strong and used his unique skills to enter the Tao. From the first level of the Tao realm to the twenty-eighth level of the Tao realm, he had to fight to the death with twenty-eighth level of the Tao realm.

After fighting hard, he almost ran out of energy, but he had to use the final power of origin to repair his body and soul with the unleashed Creation Mystery Sutra and the Immortal Spirit of the Three Yuanshen, which led to his greater deficit.

Now he was in a daze, feeling a little bitter in his mouth. It seemed that someone was feeding him medicine. The medicine entered his throat and turned into a hotline and flowed into his abdominal cavity. Then it surged from all directions, flowing into his limbs and bones.

He opened his eyes and saw a familiar woman opening her mouth and spitting out a spirit bead.

The spirit beads circled around him, making his soul and the broken godzang feel unspeakable comfort.

Qin Mu fell asleep again in a daze, and the voice of the woman talking to Long Qilin came to his ears. It was obvious that Long Qilin and the woman were very familiar with each other.

I don’t know how long it took, and the voices of others came from Qin Mu’s ears, like woodcutters, or Zixi’s Heavenly Master, as if there were Di Yiyue and the others.

They didn't know what they were saying, and then they calmed down.

Qin Mu was sleeping and in his sleep, he seemed to have returned to his childhood. Time seemed to be flowing back. He returned to Can Lao Village and worked hard to practice under the supervision of Ma Ye, butcher and others.

Time in his sleep flowed forward again, and he became a baby, lying in a small basket, spreading his hands and feet, and his eyes were shiny at Grandma Si who stretched out his arms to him.

Grandma Si was ugly but had a gentle look, and she picked him up from the basket.

Next to her was a stone statue, next to her was the same gentle Ma Master.

The scene in his dream has faded away, and time seems to be flowing back again. He is still in the basket. He sees a girl carrying a basket, terrified in the river to avoid the pursuit of gods and demons.

The surging black water swept through everything. He stared at the girl in the cradle in the basket. She was trying her best to fight against the gods and demons and protect his peace.

She was covered with wounds and exhausted.

"Aunt Juan'er..."

The baby in the swaddled baby raised his short arms and tried to touch her face, but couldn't reach it.

He never found the memory of his traversing from Youdu to Daxu. He was too young. Tu Bo sealed him, and his mother handed him over to Aunt Juan'er, escorted him away from Youdu and entered Daxu.

Aunt Juan'er sank the corpse in the river to protect him, and Grandma Si picked him up when darkness came.

This memory was blank for him, and this time he actually saw that memory in a daze.

In the darkness, the black water of the surging river surged, overwhelmingly coming. In the black water and on both sides of the river, there were hideous gods and demons chasing them. Aunt Juan'er's injuries were getting worse and worse, and it was difficult to protect him.

At this time, Qin Mu was sleeping, and there was a snow-white mist hitting in his memory.

Aunt Juan'er was carrying the basket and staggering into the fog.

The pursuers also entered the fog.

When the fog clears, it is a sunny day, and the sun is so bright that the baby in the swagger closes his eyes and hides his face in the swagger.

Aunt Juan'er was bleeding from her mouth and staggered, but her palm covered the basket, and she hummed a song to coax the baby to fall asleep.

"The reeds are tall, the reeds are long, and they play hide and seek in the reed marsh. How many famous and wealthy guests are the cowherds back then.

"The reeds are tall, the reeds are long, and they look at each other from a distance from mountains and water. This is the hometown on this side of the reeds, and the other side of the reeds is the ocean.

"The reeds are tall, the reeds are long, and the reeds are weaving and weaving them. They are weaving them into my luggage and accompany me on a long voyage from now on.

“The reeds are tall, the reeds are long, and the sound of the reed flute is melodious.

"The shepherd boy is in a distance, which makes people worry about his father and mother..."

...

Qin Mu listened in a daze and wanted to sing with him, but in his sleep he was still a two or three month old baby and couldn't sing.

The pursuer comes again, and the gods and demons are vicious.

At the source of Yongjiang River, Aunt Juan'er saw a woman washing her sword by the water in despair.

Qin Mu saw the sword-washing woman with a familiar face, like a girl feeding him medicine. Aunt Juan'er asked her for help, and the woman drew her sword, and the sword flew like a white dragon, and her sword was stunning and shining brightly on Jiuzhou.

It was the familiar sword light, a sword technique evolved from Qin Mu's sword technique, carrying the spirit of protecting the people in the end of the world.

"What's his name?"

The sword-washing woman came to Aunt Juan'er and looked at the baby in the basket.

"His name is Qin Fengqing."

Aunt Juan'er looked at the baby in the basket with gentle eyes, and blood flowed out from the corners of her mouth: "I want to take him with me and send him to a safe place, so that those gods and demons can't hurt him. But I can't do it anymore, I want to entrust him to you..."

The woman who washed the sword shook her head: "My name is Bai Yue'er, and she is the rest of the emperor. She is hiding from the pursuit of enemies. I have killed a group of trackers. Leaving them to me will only make him more dangerous. I can escort you for a while, but not for too long."

They walked along the river, the sun was hanging in the western sky, Aunt Juan'er hummed children's songs, and the woman who washed the sword listened quietly. They walked afar, and the children's songs suddenly stopped.

The sword-washing woman looked at Aunt Juan'er. She was already angry, her eyes were dull, and she continued walking on the river like a walking corpse holding a basket.

A strong obsession supported her to move forward, and continued to stubbornly take this baby in her swagger to find a safe place and entrust the baby to someone who can take care of him.

The woman who washed the sword was stunned and did not take the basket from Aunt Juan'er's arms. She was not someone worthy of entrusting her.

She could only protect this stubborn body and protect her from looking for a family worthy of entrusting.

She hummed the nursery rhymes the girl hummed during her lifetime.

"The reeds are tall, the reeds are long, and they play hide and seek in the reed marsh. How many famous and wealthy guests are the cowherds back then..."

Aunt Juan'er's body followed the song, with a smile on her face.

They walked down the river and their singing never stopped.

Finally, the sky was dimming and darkness was approaching.

"...The reeds are tall, the reeds are long, and the sound of the reed flute is melodious. The shepherd boy is in the distance, which makes people care about their father and mother."

The sword-washing woman sang this nursery rhyme, darkness and mist surged, flooding Aunt Juan'er behind her.

The woman who washed the sword walked into the fog and watched Aunt Juan'er sink into the water, but still raised the basket high.

The river flows, taking them downstream.

It's dark, don't go out.

In the distance, a voice came from the village by the river: "Listen, there is a child crying outside!"

"Impossible, you heard it wrong... Hey, there's really a baby crying!"

In the mist, the sword-washing woman watched a hunchbacked old woman pick up the baby in the basket, and then she slowly retreated.

"I used the infinite kalpa sutra to enter the Tao to dream, help him to trace the origin and save his soul, and now he has no worries about his life."

In the Qin Dynasty, the old Buddha, who had been dreaming, came to the ground at some point. He said to Heaven, Tu Bo and others: "My infinite kalpa sutra was originally to be passed on to him, but unfortunately he never had the chance. Now he helped him enter the Tao in his dreams. Thinking of all the previous things, it is only a matter of time for him to comprehend my infinite kalpa sutra."

God said: "Fortunately, Lao Fo woke up in time, otherwise even if he survived, he would probably suffer a great loss in his Taoism."

At this moment, Qin Mu woke up slowly, and the familiar children's songs came to his ears.

"The reeds are tall, the reeds are long, and the reeds are like snow and snow. The reeds know the wind best, and the reeds know the rain best..."

He struggled to get up from the bed and walked out following the song.

This song made him feel like he was back to the years of herding cattle. The reed flowers swayed by the side, the shepherd flute was crisp and melodious, and the snow-white reed flowers were floating in the wind.

He walked outside and the moonlight was bright. A familiar girl was sitting in the moon palace humming children's songs, looking at the Yankang mountains and rivers below.

She turned her head and smiled at him quietly and shyly.

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