In another world far away from the Demon Spirit Realm,

On the mountains within the Guiyuan Sect, the mountains are covered with golden flower fields.

A female cultivator held her skirt and walked slowly into the flower field in the water-like moonlight.

The swaying sea of ​​flowers was alarmed by her, and golden spirit butterflies floated all over the sky. It turned out that this was not a sea of ​​flowers, but the place where countless lifelike butterflies rested.

The female cultivator opened the tips in her hand and pinched her hands to make a move. The butterflies flapped their wings like gold foil and flew into the small tips in groups.

The small tips held on the female cultivator's soft horns seemed to have infinite space, and they had been put into thousands of butterflies before they stopped.

"Okay, it should be almost done. Let's send it to the front."

The female cultivator walked up the ridge of the field and handed the tip to a younger girl. The girl was carrying a bamboo-woven green basket on her arm, and the basket was filled with tips of all sizes.

In this golden hill, many monks came in and out, doing the same job as them.

The little girl jumped and followed her senior sister: "Senior sister, every time it comes, we have to pick so many butterflies, and send them to Huayutang?"

"Yes, there are many senior brothers and sisters there. On this day, each of them has to be responsible for several towns of mortals, which is even harder than us. I hope to find more talented children this year."

"But, this is too troublesome," said the young junior sister. "I heard that many sects use simpler magic tools. Children can only find out the geometry of the immortal roots by reaching out and touching them. There is no need to breed so many lifelike butterflies, and it isn't it cheap?"

Her senior sister looked back at her: "Do you still remember the first lesson of entering the sect?"

"I remember, I remember." The junior sister raised her chest and recited the first lesson in the introductory class, "Those who cultivate nature will lose their will in vain and silence. Those who cultivate nature will become wild and wild. Only by practicing both nature and life can they be in harmony with the virtues of heaven and earth and be in the same body as Taixu. But, does this have anything to do with selecting disciples with Xumu Butterfly?"

The senior sister stretched out her fair fingers and gently clamped a butterfly flying in the air. "Xumei Butterfly, also known as 'Jinwendao', has the ability to ask for the truth. You must know that people in this world often cannot just look at the surface. Some people have experienced hardships and are still warm in their hearts. Some people are hypocritical, but they are actually full of filth and filth. But the original color that these people reveal in the illusion will eventually appear on the butterfly.

We disciples of Guiyuan Sect, learning is the supreme wonderful method of practicing both nature and life. Qualification and Taoist heart are equally important. Therefore, the first step in selecting disciples is to use this "Golden Ask the Way" to explore the Taoist heart."

The junior sister covered her face and said, "What should I do? When I got the butterfly, I dreamed of eating chicken legs for the first time in my life when I returned to my grandmother's house. In my dream, I only care about eating big and special food, and no outstanding character can be expressed. I really don't know why my master chose me."

The female cultivator walking in front laughed: "Maybe, Master thinks you can eat like Senior Sister Miao from Xiaoyao Peak."

At this moment, in the demon spirit world where Mu Xue is located,

Mu Xue, who had just arrived home, was a little worried. She was holding Cen Xiaoshan in her arms, holding a bunch of things in her hands, looking at the messy house, and she had a headache. She didn't know where to place this little thing covered in wounds.

Because she lived alone for many years and was obsessed with the art of refining weapons, the yard where she lived was only a very spacious and tall house except for the fire room and the toilet.

The house covers smelting furnaces, forging areas, magic arrays of various chemicals, large and small operating tables, countless cabinets for stacking raw materials and books. The only place to rest is a floating hanging bed and a mat for meditation and practice.

A few days ago, she felt very comfortable creating a custom-made magic weapon from the Lei family. She thought and understood each other for a while, and entered the mysterious realm. She worked hard for a long time without distraction, and she turned out to be a rare masterpiece.

Of course, there was also a mess in the room.

I will come back now, and there is almost no place to stay.

Mu Xue looked at it for a long time and only the corner where she meditated and regulated her breathing was clean. There was a wide cushion there. Mu Xue was lucky to control things and grabbed a few pillows from the air, intending to put the person down first.

Although he slept soundly along the way, when Mu Xue gently put him into the pile of pillows, Cen Xiaoshan woke up immediately.

He suddenly supported himself from the pile of pillows, with messy hair, a look of alertness and alertness, and his beautiful eyes were filled with coldness and hostility, like a lonely wolf injured in the wilderness.

Until he saw Mu Xue and the surrounding environment, he was a little confused at first, and then immediately restrained his coldness and sharpness, lowered his eyelashes, revealing his gentle and obedient appearance, and slowly lay down on the mat according to Mu Xue's wishes.

The skinny boy looked particularly thin among the piles of pillows. He subconsciously hugged one of his arms and curled up slightly. He only placed his right foot covered in blood and tried to put as much as possible outside the mat.

Mu Xue lifted his ankles and gently pulled open the cloth strips. The young man's fingers that were grabbed on his arm tightened.

I don’t know how long the blood-soaked cloth strips have been tied, but they have been sticky to the skin. If they are pulled off hard, it will hurt too much.

Mu Xue frowned. If Cen Xiaoshan was a cultivator, it would be easier to treat such injuries, whether it was medicine or magic.

But this child is just a mortal. Mortals are troublesome to Mu Xue. Whether it is potions or magic, if they are a little too much, they may not be able to withstand it and die if they explode.

Mu Xue has not been in contact with the life of a mortal for a long time.

I have to get some medicine for mortals, I also need to buy some clothes, and maybe a bed. By the way, he is just a mortal, and I have to eat three meals a day.

Mu Xue looked at the hill huddled in the pillows and realized that she had lived alone for decades, as if she was disrupted by this little thing that accidentally broke into.

It is best to think of a simple way.

She rummaged through the cabinet for a long time, found an old Qiankun bag, and took out a small golden toad from it.

"I found it, the thing that was before was still there." Mu Xue showed Cen Xiaoshan the bronze toad.

She twisted a small clockwork on the back of the golden toad, and the golden toad opened the jaw of the instrument and made a croaking sound.

"The toad light bathes the body, cultivates the body and washes the body." Mu Xue recites the mantra.

The golden toad then croaked and continued to jump forward, and then croaked and continued to jump up. It was not until it jumped around Cen Xiaoshan step by step, and then it stopped moving. A faint soft light lit up wherever its footsteps passed, just circling Cen Xiaoshan in the circle.

Cen Xiaoshan sat up and looked at Mu Xue with some confusion.

"This is the magic weapon I made when I first learned to refine weapons. The only function is to set up a magic array that can stop bleeding and nourish qi and treat trauma. It is just right for you to use. If you lie in it for a few days, no matter how severe the trauma is, it should be cured."

Mu Xue clapped her hands, happy that she could think of such a simple and trouble-free way.

This time when she went out, in addition to bringing Cen Xiaoshan back, she also bought a piece of mermaid skeleton.

This is a refining material that she had never been exposed to before. Seeing that Cen Xiaoshan's injury was no longer necessary, she couldn't help but pick up the demon bone and sat down at the operating table to ponder it carefully.

This time I forget the time.

The snow gradually stopped outside the window, and the rooster sang. When Mu Xue came to her senses, the sky was already bright.

Today is a rare sunny day.

She raised her head from a pile of broken bones and turned to look into the corner.

The bronze golden toad was still squatting on the ground quietly. The round toad light array was lit with a faint light, but there was no one in the aperture.

Mu Xue looked around and did not see Cen Xiaoshan.

But the messy house has changed its appearance, and the scraps of various refining materials have been sorted out and placed in categories.

The garbage was sorted into a basket and placed on one side. Although the used containers and equipment were not cleaned, they were neatly placed on an empty shelf.

The wooden floor that had not been cleaned for many years was carefully wiped, so smooth that it almost made people look like they were.

Mu Xue sighed, not knowing how to express her mood at this moment.

She got up and walked out of the house, pushed open the door, and stuck her head out.

Clothes line was pulled up in the wide yard, and the clean-washed bed sheets and pillowcases were swaying in the light sunshine after the snow.

A young man tied up his sleeves with his arms, raised his arms and was hanging clothes on the rope. He heard the sound of opening the door and turned his face to look over.

The moment he turned his head, it seemed as if the bright moon suddenly flew into the sky and the jade snow covered the Huating.

The bleak and bleak courtyard in winter became vivid and bright because of this small figure.

Ruan Honglian once said that this was a beautiful child. But Mu Xue did not expect that Cen Xiaoshan could be so exquisite and beautiful.

But after washing the mud and tying up the messy hair, it could no longer hide the amazing jade and jade.

There is never a shortage of beauties in the world of cultivation. No matter what form of beauty, it can be achieved through elixirs and magic. Mu Xue even refined a magic weapon that can use external forces to adjust the outline of the facial features to achieve the effect of beautifying the face.

But even the face that was carved and decorated was destined to be dim and dim in front of the young man's figure with ice and jade bones.

Mu Xue finally understood why Liangzi was so reluctant to sell him to herself.

Mu Xue felt in a good mood.

Everyone has a love for beauty. Compared to the big, thick and round cooking aunt, such a handsome boy can certainly make people feel more happy when living at home.

What's more, this child is so sensible and diligent.

Cen Xiaoshan saw Mu Xue and walked over quickly

"Is your feet so fast?" Mu Xue looked at him and found that he was holding a stick made of branches under his armpit, and those worn-out cloth strips were still wrapped around his ankles, but he was no longer bleeding.

He didn't even have a pair of shoes, he was carrying a crutch, and he didn't know how much time he spent, and he did so many things all night.

Even if he was heartless, Mu Xue felt embarrassed, "You have a good rest for a few days, don't be busy doing these things, clothes, etc... I can just wash it myself."

This child is diligent and very sensible. Without asking Mu Xue, he tidied up his things but knew not to move them randomly. He cleaned the towel and bed covers, but did not move his clothes casually.

In fact, Mu Xue can certainly solve these miscellaneous tasks with magic, but whether it is the dust-avoiding technique or the object-controlling technique, it also requires energy and time. It is not like the circulating in some mortal scripts, if you snap your fingers, the entire courtyard will be cleaned automatically.

That's why Ruan Honglian suggested that Mu Xue, who had no time to care about life, buy a few servants.

Cen Xiaoshan quietly looked at Mu Xue's expression. Seeing that she was not displeased, she relaxed slightly and said tentatively: "Hot water is boiled in the kitchen. Does the owner need to wash? I'll bring it here."

"No, no, no, you rest, I'll go by myself." Mu Xue stopped him.
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