The town where Mu Xue lives is ten miles away from Yunxi City. On the way there and back, there are wooden ox carts that people can ride on. The price is not expensive, and it costs only three pennies per person to ride.

Dazhu used to work in the city and was used to it, so he was naturally reluctant to spend this money.

But thinking about the first time his sister went out, she had never ridden in a bullock cart. He thought for a long time, took out three big coins, handed them to the handlebar, put Mu Xue on the cart, and let her go to the city with the children.

They sat together, and I just walked behind the car.

The cart is an ordinary wooden cart, but the ox pulling the cart is not an ordinary ox, but a wooden ox that can move on its own.

It has a wooden body, four iron hooves, and a very rough magic circle carved on its buttocks.

This is a very simple magic weapon, almost useless to those who cultivate immortality.

But for ordinary people, the meaning is completely different. The wooden cow does not need to eat grass or rest. With simple operations, it can walk with mechanical steps. Although the speed is not fast, it is better because of the heavy weight.

And it is very stable and long-lasting. It can greatly improve the lives of many people.

In his previous life, Mu Xue was addicted to the art of transforming objects and refining weapons, and specialized in this art. Later, he entered Taoism through the art and became the most famous master of weapon refining in Futon City.

This was the first time she had seen a Taoist cultivator's magic weapon. Even such a simple low-level tool could not help but make her feel happy. She sat at the front of the car and looked at the wooden cow with great interest, carefully looking at the markings on the cow.

Every detail including rivets, seams, and iron shoes.

Finally, he couldn't help but reach out his little hand and touch the simple formation diagram carved with a knife for a long time. The spiritual energy flowed on the formation, and a familiar slight tingling sensation came from the skin of his fingertips.

This magic weapon seems simple, but this technology has obviously gone through the baptism of time and has been improved many times before it can be so complex and simple, so clever and clumsy that ordinary people can easily operate it.

It seems that the level of weapon refining here is not lower than that of our demon world. Mu Xue nodded in her heart.

The demon world where the demon cultivator lives and the fairy world where the Tao cultivator lives are two independent worlds. Only a few high-level teleportation circles can connect the two worlds in a short time.

In the past, Mu Xue's understanding of the world of Taoism mostly came from random speculations passed down by word of mouth between demon cultivators and some unreliable written records. Now that she was finally coming into contact with the legendary world of Taoism, she couldn't help but feel secretly excited.

Mu Xue was happy here. When she looked up, she saw Chun Hua sitting opposite with an expression that was hard to explain.

"You...why do you keep touching the cow's butt?" Chunhua tried her best to lower her voice, "Take your hand back quickly. It's too embarrassing to be seen by others. Have you never even sat on a wooden cow?"

Mu Xue retracted her hand solemnly: "No, I heard others say that if you touch the pattern on the cow's butt before accepting the fairy fate, you can be infected with the fairy spirit and be easily selected."

"Is there such a statement? Really, really?"

Chunhua hesitated and awkwardly for a long time, but finally she didn't have the nerve to reach out and touch the rickety wooden butt in front of a car full of friends.

At this moment, Mu Xue probably didn't expect that because of her joke, soon after, the habit of touching a cow's butt before receiving immortality would quickly become popular, and later generations gradually became a local custom.

The wooden cow in front of me was later decorated with red flowers and placed at the gate of Biyun City so that people could touch it and be imbued with the fairy spirit when they came in and out.

When I arrived at Yunxi City, I got off the car and entered the city. On both sides of the road, I saw carved beams and painted buildings rising from the sky. Phoenix pavilions and dragon towers were nine layers of gold and jade.

Looking up at the evening sky, only a very small area remains among the majestic buildings.

Between the towering watchtowers, there are arch-bridge-shaped bridges that float up and down to transport people. Colorful glazed lanterns are decorated around the quaint signboards, creating a dreamlike and prosperous scene.

Simplified magic weapons and magic permeate every corner of the city, making life here look particularly prosperous and exquisite.

Dazhu took Mu Xue's hand and walked into the city along with the bustling flow of people.

In the center of the broad road is a parade of lanterns.

Drums and drums sounded in the air, golden flowers filled the sky, and the mighty parade was headed by a vivid golden dragon. The wooden dragon head had its eyes wide open and shot out two rays of yellow light that never dispersed, illuminating the road ahead.

The mouth slowly opens and closes, and from time to time it emits distant and shocking dragon roars.

After the dragon dance, there followed a group of tall wooden dolls with brightly colored clothes and fierce flags. Their huge heads out of proportion had a festive look on their faces and they swayed forward automatically one by one.

"Sister, look, it's a wooden man." Zhu Zhu pointed it out to Mu Xue.

In our place, this is called a puppet, Mu Xue said in her heart.

In the past, she was an expert at making machine puppets. The puppets she made could not only chat and talk like real people, but also become a powerful force to assist their masters in battle.

Mu Xue raised her eyes and looked into the distance, seeing colorful paper flying all over the night sky, green trees on the silver platform, and neon lights floating on the tower.

This place is really different from the Demon World.

The city walls in the demon world are tall and solid, with defensive formations and ferocious stone sculptures all over them. Most of the residents' houses are strong and low, and most of them are sunk underground. This is to prevent monsters and monsters that may appear at any time from attacking the human city. This is absolutely impossible.

An exquisite, luxurious and undefended town.

There is no tradition of sects in this world. If they really need apprentices to help them, most demonic cultivators will choose to go to the population market to purchase them. The apprentices bought there are accompanied by a body contract, which reads: Life, death, illness, and death are to be determined by each one.

Destiny, the four directions of physiology, are all at the disposal of the master.

The noise of the crowd interrupted Mu Xue's memories.

In the parade, a large float several stories high slowly moved over. The suonas on the float were singing softly and the singing was mellow. A drama of exorcism and demon removal was being performed. One corner painted eyebrows, wore a flowing robe, and held a hand.

The Golden Que Sword plays the role of an immortal who slays demons. One corner wears a ghost face, horns, and a strange black robe, playing the role of the ghastly demon cultivator.

When the immortal revealed his golden magical weapon, the black-robed demon cultivator shouted, "My life is at stake!" and fell to the ground.

The onlookers drank in unison.

The immortal in white flipped up his opera robe and raised a head with a ghost face in his hand.

The crowd became more excited and cheered one after another.

Dazhu hugged Mu Xue excitedly: "Sister, look, that damn demon cultivator has been killed by an immortal."

Mu Xue: "..."

That's just an act. Brother, don't you know it? The person you are holding in your arms is an out-and-out pure demon cultivator.

Mu Xue looked at the demon cultivator's head that was held high on the float. She reminded herself again and again in her heart that she must be extremely cautious and never reveal the secret that she was a demon cultivator.

In her previous life, she practiced hard for many years, and finally stopped using the golden elixir, and died miserably. After her rebirth, Mu Xue thought over and over again, but could not find a better way to practice. So she made up her mind not to practice demons in this life, but to find a way to blend in with Taoism.

Sect, try to practice the secret technique of Taoist Alchemy to see if you can make a breakthrough.

For this goal, in the six years since she was born, she has had no time to practice the magic method, and she would rather endure it without practicing even half a point. She is just afraid that after entering the sect, her identity will be discovered.

As the grand float parade came to an end, the crowd in front began to boil like a tide.

Mu Xue raised her eyes and looked up. On top of the city tower, a young man appeared at some point. The man was wearing clothes and walking shoes, with plain hands and a black bun. His clothes were simple, and he didn't even have the fairy-like air of the actor on the stage.

"Oh, there are so many people."

The young monk in his early twenties scratched his head in embarrassment as he looked at the swarming crowd at his feet.

"Then it begins."

While he was talking, he took out a small brocade bag, untied it, and held it in the palm of his hand. A golden light slowly crawled out of the edge of the bag. It was a golden butterfly. The butterfly spread its wings in the man's palm.

, rising gracefully.

The sound of drums stopped and the voices of people gradually disappeared. Even the noisy children couldn't help but shut their mouths and stared at the golden light in the night with bated breath.

There was one butterfly at first, then a second one, and a third one... Finally, a golden glow suddenly appeared, and the golden light scattered above the city head. Thousands of golden butterflies flew down from the city head and landed in the hands of every child.

A child curiously raised his arms to grab it. The little golden butterfly was clearly held tightly in his hand, but it instantly disintegrated and turned into tiny golden lights. It slipped out from between the fingers, lingered for a moment, and then disappeared into the night.

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The young children didn't know what was happening, and even giggled because of this beautiful sight. However, the family members who accompanied them couldn't help but sigh in disappointment.

Failure to catch it means not being selected. Your own children do not have this fate.

A small golden butterfly landed in front of Mu Xue's eyes. Mu Xue clamped the butterfly's wings with two fingers.

Gold foil butterfly wings, powdery scales, and slender colored whiskers.

Mu Xue opened her eyes wide.

This is a lifelike butterfly, a very rare species in the demon world.

Mu Xue once spent a lot of energy to get a butterfly. She never imagined that there were so many butterflies in this world that they could be used to select disciples.

The butterfly caught between Mu Xue's fingers calmly rubbed its feet, and a different color of luster spread on its colorful tentacles.

Oops, I was careless.

Mu Xue thought something was wrong. She had forgotten the most basic ability of Xumudie. She wanted to let go, but it seemed that it was too late.

The world around me suddenly became extremely quiet. My brother was gone, the float was gone,

It was dark and chaotic all around,

All he could see in front of him was his tiny fingers and the thin butterfly wing between them.

It seems that I have seen such a scene before. Whose hand has held the butterfly in front of my eyes like this?

The world slowly began to become bright again from chaos, people were noisy and noisy, sewage flowed across the ground, and the air was mixed with various unpleasant smells.

Mu Xue stood in the bright world, a little dull. She seemed to have forgotten who she was, where she came from, and where she was going.

At this time, a golden butterfly flew slowly and gracefully in front of her eyes.

By the way, my name is Mu Xue, I am a demon cultivator, I have reached the golden elixir stage, and this is Futon City.

The chaotic brain finally gradually became clear.

A few days ago, as a weapon refiner, she heard about the Xumu Butterfly. After many twists and turns, she finally got the butterfly that was not easy to buy. However, because she was too excited, she accidentally let it fall out of the container.

Zhong Fei left.

What's wrong with me? I'm still in a daze here. I need to catch up quickly.
Chapter completed!