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Chapter 46, Robbery at Night
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I only have a low-grade spirit stone on me. How can I accompany a female fellow Taoist to visit the market?

Mu Yunsheng walked on the street in Qihefang Market, secretly touching the only low-grade spirit stone left in the spirit stone bag, and looked at Long Liyou in front of him who was looking here and there happily.

The successfully made bitter spirit recovery noodles had already been left at Xiankeju when the jade bowl was returned.

Fortunately, Long Liyou was just strolling around the Qihe Market and rarely bought any spiritual objects. Even if he did, he paid with spirit stones himself.

The afternoon passed quickly. Mu Yunsheng accompanied Long Liyou and visited almost every place in Qihefang Market, big and small.

I have been to South Street where casual cultivators sell spiritual objects, and I have also been to Hualian Tower next to Yuqian River, the Liu family's spiritual medicine shop, the Beast Pavilion of Xuanshoumen, the Guanlanxuan of Zhou family, etc.

Finally, it stopped at the exit of Qihefang City.

"Brother, when spring comes next year, let's go to Qihe Market together again. By then, all the flowers in the Yuqian Mountains will be in full bloom, and the magic circle in the market will be covered with white snow."

"It's a great wonder, it must be very beautiful!"

Long Liyou stood at the exit of Qihefang Market and said with a sweet smile, the silver ornaments she wore on her body rang crisply in the wind.

"Okay!" Mu Yunsheng nodded with a smile, waved to Long Liyou, and then turned and walked out of Qihefang Market.

The red sunset glow in the sky fell on the figures of Mu Yunsheng and Long Liyou as they parted, and gradually dimmed as their figures went away.

The mountains of the Yuqian Mountains fell into darkness.

Two hours later, Feiyan Cliff.

Mu Yunsheng opened his eyes from his practice. The two low-grade spirit stones in his hands that he used for practice had become a little darker in color, and the spiritual energy contained in them had become much scarcer again.

"There aren't enough spirit stones. I wonder if my father and uncle have made it to Luoxia Mountain and found the seventeen low-grade spirit stones hidden in the secret room by the Miaoshan bandits."

Mu Yunsheng looked at the two low-grade spirit stones with dim spiritual light in his hands, sighed in his heart, put them away, and then took out a jade bottle containing two strands of clear and bright spiritual energy.

Use your true energy to open the restriction at the bottle mouth.

"Huh~" Mu Yunsheng started practicing the Taixu Five Elements Food Qi Sutra again, absorbing the two strands of clear Yang spiritual energy in the jade bottle into his body, closing his eyes to refine it.

At the same time, in the mortal land of Qianyuanzhou, Luoxia Mountain.

"Hurry~ hurry~ tramp tramp~" The rapid sound of horse hooves sounded like heavy rain on a jungle official road in Luoxia Mountain.

A group of five people riding five fast horses, escorting a young man and a five-year-old child, quickly fled out of Luoxia Mountain.

"Hurry! We'll be safe as long as we get to the Zhou Kingdom's capital."

The leader was a middle-aged man with pale temples. He was whipping the horse under him anxiously and running away quickly, while shouting anxiously.

"Swish~" At this time, a sharp sound of breaking through the air was heard, and a sword sheath flew like a sharp arrow straight towards the head of the fast horse he was riding.

"Boom~" In an instant, the horse's head exploded like a watermelon.

"Master Xiantian!"

The middle-aged man with pale temples slapped the back of the horse he was riding, and his figure flew backwards like an eagle and landed safely on the ground. Seeing the dead horse, his eyes changed drastically and he looked towards the direction where the scabbard came from.

"Ah~" When the four people who were traveling with him saw this sudden change, they quickly stopped their horses and rushed to protect the young man holding the child.

"Everyone, please stop here. I am here to ask you to return to Luoxia Mountain on behalf of my master." A 27-year-old young man walked out from the moonlight, holding a long sword without a scabbard in his hand.

In the dark jungle behind him, figures holding sharp swords, long knives, and long sticks walked out as the young man walked out.

The escape route of the middle-aged man with pale temples and his group was blocked.

"If you really want to do this so drastically, aren't you afraid of being blamed by the Zhou royal family? There are no more people in Luoxia Mountain who have spiritual roots and can practice cultivation."

The middle-aged man with pale temples saw that his escape route had been blocked, and despair and sadness appeared in his eyes. He angrily asked the 27-year-old young man who was blocking the way with a sword.

"Ours is just an ordinary Jianghu vendetta. Why would the Zhou royal family blame us? As for whether there are people in Luoxia Mountain who have spiritual roots and can practice cultivation."

"The monks of my master's family will make the judgment!"

The young man who was blocking the road with a sword said with a smile, looking at the five middle-aged men with pale temples who were protecting the young people and children in the middle. Without much nonsense, he waved his hand and gave orders.

"kill!"

"Hua~Hua~" Behind the young man who was blocking the road with a sword, the figures who walked out of the dark jungle rushed towards the middle-aged man with pale temples and his group.

Each of them is a congenital warrior who can establish his own sect in the secular world.

More than two quarters of an hour later, in the clan ancestral hall of Luoxia Mountain.

The young man who blocked the road with a sword walked into the ancestral hall with the kidnapped child.

There was already a middle-aged man with a burly figure like a tiger waiting in the ancestral hall. He looked at the flaming magic knife light that occasionally lit up in the jungle behind the ancestral hall, as well as the magic fluctuations of the earth spike spell, and muttered to himself in a rather boring tone.

"Uncle Da and Uncle Di, is this fight real or fake? You won't even let me try and destroy the arena where they're fighting."

The middle-aged man in the clan ancestral hall of Luoxia Mountain was Mu Qinghu, who had come here with Mu Kehua and Mu Mengshu.

"Father!" After the young man who blocked the road with a sword entered the ancestral hall, he saluted and shouted to Mu Qinghu, and handed the child who had been knocked unconscious by him to Mu Qinghu.

"Ying'er is back. Is she hurt?" Mu Qinghu turned around and asked with a concerned smile on his face. He took the unconscious child and circulated his true energy to explore the child's body.

Gently place the unconscious child on a seat nearby.

"Father is not hurt." Mu Yunying replied with a smile on her face and shook her head, looking at the child placed on the seat by Mu Qinghu.

"No spiritual roots." Mu Qinghu said, looking at Mu Yunying and continued. "Within five generations, children under ten years old will be brought back to my Caoyang Mu family to be raised and have their surnames changed.
"All males over ten years old within three generations will be killed, and the women will be taken back to Caoyang and granted marriage."

"Yes, father." Mu Yunying replied, and then looked at Mu Qinghu with some hesitation in her eyes. She did not leave immediately and asked in a low voice.

"Father, didn't Brother Sheng come back with you? His sister-in-law and second sister made some clothes and shoes for him."

"No, you send it to me when you get back and I'll take it to him." Mu Qinghu replied, looking towards the direction of the Yuqian Mountains.

Feiyan Cliff in the Yuqian Mountains.

"Hu~" Mu Yunsheng exhaled the turbid air and had already refined two strands of clear Yang spiritual energy. Feeling the increase in his dantian, the cultivation level from the past two months of hard work, a smile appeared on his face and he opened his eyes.

Looking at the sky outside which had already entered deep night, I waited for the arrival of the morning hour.

(End of this chapter)