Xuantian 1: Ancient Xuandongtian

The night is silent, thousands of feet high in the sky.

A blue-black flying beast with a wingspan of more than five feet is flying.

It seems that it was fed with ridge grass, the flying beast is very docile, and the parallelism is also very stable.

The speed is not high, about 80 miles per hour.

There are strict regulations on the classification of flying beasts, which are jointly formulated by the major flying inns.

And flying beasts are completely different from ordinary monsters.

Among them, the criterion for judging the second-order flying beast is that the wingspan exceeds three feet, but does not exceed six feet.

In addition to the wingspan, the minimum body length shall not be less than 1.8 feet, and the maximum length shall not be higher than 3.3 feet.

The speed (hour) is not less than 80 miles and not more than 120 miles.

The ones in this range are the second-order flying beasts.

The flying height of the second-order flying beast cannot exceed two thousand feet, nor can it be lower than one thousand feet.

Generally speaking, the flying altitude is between 1200 and 1800 feet.

And according to actual needs, the height is adjusted synchronously while the speed is adjusted.

A hut on the back of a flying beast.

"Your tea is cold, shall I heat it up for you again?" said a graceful woman.

The woman is not tall, and she is about 20 years old, but she has bumps and convexities, and her voice is soft, like a girl, but also like a mature woman, which has a special charm.

"No need!" Mu Hanchan said.

The woman said again: "The night is already deep, let's rest!"

"us?"

Mu Hanchan was a little puzzled.

"Yes! We."

The woman said naturally, and then said: "It's late at night, and we are alone in the same room, shouldn't we do something?"

"what to do?"

Although Mu Hanchan already had the expected answer in his mind, he still asked for confirmation.

"Of course it's a love between a man and a woman. It's a happy thing! Hehe!"

The woman actually laughed softly, the laughter was like a wind chime.

Then he said, "Could it be that you spent money to bring me along just to let me bring you tea and water?"

Mu Hanchan said again: "Then what else?"

The woman said: "That must be a toss-up, a moment in the spring night!"

Mu Hanchan thought for a while and asked, "Do you treat every guest like this?"

When the woman heard this, her smile slowly subsided, and she said, "Otherwise? Isn't it all because of that that you men hit me?"

Mu Hanchan frowned and said, "Don't talk about you, we. You are you and I am me. What do you call men? I don't want all men, and other men can't represent me either."

The woman said: "Well, you can say whether you do it or not. If you do, I will give you an extra spirit stone. I will serve you well."

Mu Hanchan seemed a little moved, and asked, "How can I serve you well?"

"You can let yourself be slaughtered, or I can take the initiative." The woman replied.

Mu Hanchan was silent for a while, as if thinking about it.

"Forget it, that's it. I want to go home. I don't want to do anything else, and I don't want to make trouble."

And so the night passed again.

This is another time Mu Hanchan faced temptation, which was brought about by the spirit stone he possessed.

If he didn't have so many spirit stones, he wouldn't be able to buy such a good flight ticket, and he wouldn't be given extra VIP services.

But temptation is something that always exists for a person, and it has nothing to do with being poor or rich.

For this woman, he throbbed with a trace of disgust.

It is also because he has love in his heart, and he wants and is more willing to experience this kind of happiness with the one he loves.

If a person has high-end love, he will naturally not easily choose low-end satisfaction.

Unless he doesn't.

In the dead of night, the boy has no sleep.

The woman had rested, but Mu Hanchan was thinking.

Sitting cross-legged, he slowly opened his eyes and exhaled lightly.

I thought sadly: "Is she okay? She should be like me, she has become a girl."

"Farewell, will I still recognize her?"

"How tall has she grown? Has she become quieter? Or is she like a crazy rabbit like when she was a child?"

"Has she ever returned home after all these years? What is her cultivation? Will she be taller than me? Can I still protect her?"

"She has pretty good aptitude, and was selected in advance by the sect, so her cultivation should not be too bad now."

"Can she fly? Has she fulfilled the dream she told me before? She said she wanted to fly, like a dove, carefree and free."

"Hey! Flying should be a matter of the spiritual realm, she must not be able to reach the spiritual realm now."

What's more, even in the spirit realm, you can only stay in the air for a short time and fly in a jumping style, just like a mortal's light work. If it is a long distance, you still need an imperial weapon to do it.

"Does she still like me? After so many years, will she meet someone more interesting than me? Does her affection for me weaken with time, or does it deepen with time like mine?"

This night, Mu Hanchan thought about so many issues that he hadn't thought about in the past few years.

She is the beginning of his dream.But he didn't know if it was his end.

The journey was smooth and there were no "crashes" like the first time.

Qingluan Town.

It is already [-] miles away from Guhuang Town.

Another twenty-seven thousand miles.

Such a distance is an extremely long distance for monks in the spirit realm and the condensed realm, but Mu Hanchan has already walked two such distances.

And it cost a lot, this flight cost him 18 spirit stones.

His Lingshi has changed from 1035 pieces to 1002 pieces.

The carriage post.

"Guest officer, where are you going?" a coachman asked.

"I'm going to a village two thousand miles away." Mu Hanchan looked at the map and said.

The coachman said in surprise, "Two thousand miles!"

Then he shook his head and said, "We are renting a carriage, and we are only within the range of 300 yuan."

"Why?" Mu Hanchan asked.

The coachman said: "Because it's too far away and there are no repeat customers, so I usually don't pick up, unless you include my return journey and give me double the price."

The impatient Mu Hanchan was about to ask, "Is two taels of gold okay?"

Because it is already the 23rd year, and there are only seven days left before New Year's Eve.

But before Mu Hanchan could speak, the coachman said again: "Forget it, with this money, you might as well go by water."

Mu Hanchan had no choice but to ask again: "How to get there by water?"

The coachman said without any concealment: "Go to the wharf three miles away, where there is a fast boat along the water, and the price is cheap. But it is not recommended for you to take the fast boat at this distance."

"Then what are you going to do? If I give you double the price, will you accept it?" Mu Hanchan asked.

The coachman thought for a while and said, "I don't want to pick up the double, because I also want to celebrate the New Year."

He also said: "The timing of your arrival is really special. If it was two days earlier, it would definitely be fine. I will see you off now, I am afraid you will be able to catch up with the reunion, but I am not sure."

"Isn't your home in the town?" Mu Hanchan asked.

The coachman said: "Is there a mortal's home in this town? Is there an ordinary mortal's home? What you see are all the property of cultivators. They are left to the mortals below to take care of them. My home is in the deep mountains and old forests. To make a living, I went to the city to work.”

"Alright then." Mu Hanchan had no choice but to give up the idea.

The coachman said again: "To tell the truth, the waterway is more cost-effective. At this point in time, there are more boats with the wind than the boat with the wind. If you take the boat with the wind, it is better to take the boat with the wind."

A sword-shaped six-sail spirit boat with a length of 11.2 feet, a width of 3.2/2.6 feet (arc-shaped double-curved structure), and an average height of 2.4 feet is rapidly passing through the Kuo River.

Mu Hanchan stood at the bow of the boat, her hair and clothes fluttered with the wind.

Holding the spear tightly in his hand, he couldn't calm down and wait in the boat warehouse without any haste.

Asked: "How long will it take to get to my disembarkation point?"

"For you, it will be almost there tomorrow. You can just get off the boat at four o'clock in the morning."

"Oh." Mu Hanchan replied.

"For the last hundred miles or so, you can find a way to go. Because our boat can't turn more than 30 degrees, and the water fork you mentioned is far more than 45 degrees, and it's even close to 60 degrees. A forced turn is inevitable. If the boat capsizes and slows down, it is naturally impossible to say that it is because you alone affect other people on the boat."

Mu Hanchan said happily, "Okay, it's okay. You just need to send me to Shuichadao."

"Uh-huh."

Close your eyes and feel the cold wind in winter, and you can hear the comments of other boaters in your ears.

"You said such a big boat, why do you have to call it a boat?"

"Hey, you don't understand now. There is a saying: a narrow boat is a broad boat."

"What do you mean?"

"That is, any boat with a length-to-width ratio of more than 5:1 is called a boat. Such a boat is linear or sword-shaped, with many sails, but the sails are small and thin. It is characterized by fast speed and strong micro-control. They're all manned."

"As long as the ratio of the long section is less than 3:1, it is called a boat. Such a boat is flat, leaf-shaped, and has few sails, but the sails are few and thick. It is characterized by medium bearing capacity and strong weight control. It is generally loaded. "

"Who stipulated this? Why haven't I heard of it?"

"Then you must be taking a boat for the first time. This is stipulated by the Wanshui Sect of the Western Regions of the Righteous Path Alliance."

"Wan Shuizong?"

"Yes. One of the 27 first-level sects that have already been successfully registered."

At the foot of the Sleeping Dragon Mountains.

Mu Hanchan didn't know if it was a sleeping dragon with six claws or five claws.

But he clearly felt that the current river seemed inexplicably familiar.

He has traveled more than a hundred miles.

With an accuracy within a hundred miles, the map was completely unable to give him any instructions.

Mu Hanchan could only walk along the river by feeling.

Looking from a distance, Mu Hanchan seemed to have discovered a small village ten miles away, with green smoke and few people.

Is this my village?

Mu Hanchan thought about it, but the distance was still a bit far away, and he couldn't judge it visually.

So Mu Hanchan quickened his pace.

The distance of ten miles and one stick of incense drove over.

the village?brook?Broken bridge?Thirty-seven Fenhe.Grove.

Mu Hanchan quickly searched the things in his memory and compared them.

Perhaps in the past six or seven years, there have been many changes, although the village in front of me looks a bit similar.But he still can't fully judge.

But he noticed that on the other side of the river half a mile away, about a dozen feet away from the bridge, a woman was washing clothes.

So Mu Hanchan walked forward quickly, approached and shouted: "Hi!",

The woman looked up, and it turned out to be a girl.

Mu Hanchan thought for a while, but didn't know how to address her, so she asked, "Hi, village girl! What's the name of this village?"

"Huh?" The girl was stunned for a moment, and said, "This village has no name."

It was only then that Mu Hanchan remembered that Qingyan Village was the name he gave the village when he registered in the magic altar.

So Mu Hanchan asked: "Then, is there anyone named Lin in your village?"

The girl shook off the water stains on her hands, stroked her messy hair, and said, "Yes, there are several families named Lin, which one are you asking about?"

"Yes, yes, it seems that the family moved here more than ten years ago." Mu Hanchan said.

The girl said, "No, no."

"Didn't you say that there are several families surnamed Lin?" Mu Hanchan asked with some disappointment.

The girl said: "There are several families with the surname Lin, and mine is also surnamed Lin, but my family didn't move here, it seems that my family has always been there."

Without any information to judge, Mu Hanchan frowned tightly, and asked, "Is there anyone with the surname Mu?"

After hearing this, the girl asked suspiciously, "What are you doing?"

"Just tell me, is there any?" Mu Hanchan asked anxiously.

Unexpectedly, the girl suddenly said, "Why did I tell you?"

His tone seemed coquettish, but at this moment, Mu Hanchan actually felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

But in anxiety, without thinking too much, he asked again: "Is there any?"

Seeing that Mu Hanchan was a little anxious, the girl said instead, "I won't tell you!"

He also said: "Who are you? I've never seen you before. You must not be from this village. I just came up to inquire about it. I'm afraid I have some bad plans."

Mu Hanchan had no choice but to say angrily, "I'm Mu Hanchan, and I'm looking for my home, so is there anyone with the surname Mu in your village? Or someone with the surname Lin, who moved from the town more than ten years ago."

"Mu Hanchan?" The girl fell into a strange thought, and asked again: "Since your surname is Mu, why did you inquire about the Lin family?"

Mu Hanchan said: "Because I have a girl I like very much, and her family is named Lin."

The girl was suddenly touched by this sentence. She looked at Mu Hanchan more, and suddenly felt that the young man in front of her had an inexplicable feeling. She couldn't say she was familiar, but she didn't feel strange at all.

So the girl said: "There is someone with the surname Mu, but his master's name is Mu Huanshan. Are you a distant relative of his family?"

"No! I'm his son!" After hearing the words Mu Huanshan, Mu Hanchan was sure that this was his village, and quickened his pace impatiently.

"Son?" the girl suddenly asked in surprise.

He suddenly remembered something, his eyes widened suddenly, and he put his hands together in front of his chest excitedly, and asked, "Then do you know who I am?"

Mu Hanchan said, "Who are you?"

The girl suddenly felt lost and sad, and said, "Guess!"

Mu Hanchan said, "I can't guess."

The girl stomped her feet and asked across the river again: "Guess again!"

Mu Hanchan still said, "I can't guess."

After hearing this, the girl sobbed in disappointment: "Then it seems that you are not my Mumu anymore. The Mu family is over there, so let's go."

Because the girl suddenly remembered that Mumu's real name was Mu Hanchan, but she had never called it before, so she had forgotten it.

"Huh?" Mu Hanchan was stunned.

"Mumu?" Mu Hanchan thought, isn't there only one person who has ever called me by this name?

So he asked cautiously: "Are you. Are you?" But he couldn't say that name for a long time, because he had never called it before.

After a long time, Mu Hanchan asked again: "Are you her?"

The girl was still disappointed and sad, when she heard this, she asked, "Who is she?"

Mu Hanchan said: "It's the girl who played with me in the woods since childhood, making snowmen, playing with stones, and roasting sweet potatoes.

And then we got engaged during Chinese New Year. "

When the girl heard these words, she stopped sobbing and immediately said, "Yes, it's me."

When all the information was matched and confirmed, Mu Hanchan was at a loss for a while.He walked quickly to the wooden bridge, but then stopped slowly, as if he was looking at the girl in front of him.

When the girl saw Mu Hanchan stopped, she couldn't hold back the joy in her heart anymore, and ran towards Mu Hanchan in the bridge.

The long-lost sense of familiarity and the newly added sense of strangeness are completely integrated at the moment of rushing towards each other, the moment of embracing each other.

It became an unending joy that cannot be expressed in words.

Only in the eyes that look at each other can we feel each other clearly and clearly.

It was a great relief and a great satisfaction.It was transformed from a long period of anticipation and waiting for a qualitative change, at that moment.

There were tears of disappointment in the girl's eyes that were not yet dry, but tears of joy were added.

Although Mu Hanchan is not as emotional as she is, her tense body, even slightly trembling hands, and trembling and joyful eyes all show how emotional, excited, and happy he is at the moment. .

"kiss Me."

The girl embraced Mu Hanchan, put her face on Mu Hanchan's chest, looked up at Mu Hanchan and said.

"what?"

Mu Hanchan was a little at a loss.

"kiss Me."

The girl said again, and the surrounding hand moved down again, tugging at Mu Hanchan's hand, and asked again.

Mu Hanchan said, "Why don't we go home first, and then we'll have a good time when we get home."

The girl seemed a little angry and said, "No, right now."

Mu Hanchan didn't want to go kissing in such an environment, because it was noon and there were still people in the village, so she didn't want to be seen.

But helpless at the girl's request, he lowered his head and kissed the girl lightly.

Then, he left quickly and said, "It's all right."

"Yeah!" The girl replied, during the process, she didn't even close her eyes.

Mu Hanchan said, "Then let's go back first."

"it is good!"

The girl smiled and answered sweetly.

So the two joined hands and walked towards the village.

The creation of the latter part of this chapter is to commemorate a person, but I changed the subway station to the side of the river bridge.