My imagination has come true

"People are ordinary people in the world of mortals, how can they escape from the world of mortals?"

Chi Ze smiled lightly.

He has always been rather homely, he doesn't like to talk to unfamiliar people, and he doesn't like to go out. His biggest hobby every day is to practice martial arts with his brothers and sisters at home, or teach his disciples.

But this time participating in the reincarnation competition in Yuncheng, he suddenly became interested in the outside world.

He is now a serious seed player in the Grand Competition. The most important thing to do is to win glory for the Ming Dynasty in the Grand Competition. For this reason, he has been in seclusion for many years, and he can't go out a few times throughout the year.

This year, there are always some bad omens in the penalty areas everywhere.

The Three Islands have experienced frequent changes.

There have been several disturbances within a year, which may even hurt the foundation of the martial arts in the Ming Dynasty. Several respected seniors in the martial arts, considering various reasons, deliberately selected steady masters like Chi Ze and Mu Changfeng, and spread them to When the reincarnation comes up, it's the Dinghaishenzhen.

Before going out, Chi Ze was still very unhappy. Looking at it now, people who practice martial arts should walk around more. If you walk a lot and see a lot, you can live with your swordsmanship.

Chi Ze looked back at Yue Qingqing and blinked.

Mu Changfeng rolled his eyes, as if he knew what he was thinking: "Don't think about it, it's impossible."

There is only one Yue Qingqing, if it is someone else, even if she is thrown into the world of mortals thirty times, she will not have such a gifted vision.

If Yue Qingqing's talent can be created after tomorrow, then all warriors don't have to work hard, as long as they create another 'Yue Qingqing' talent and hang it on their body, they can ascend to the sky in one step.

Mu Qingyun took his eyes away from Yue Ling and Guo Ying, and drank a cup of warm wine by taking advantage of the red dust outside the window.

No matter how good the banquet is, it will eventually come to an end.

After drinking, it's time for Chi Ze, Mu Changfeng and the others to say goodbye.

Mu Qingyun was with Chen Yi, and the masters from the major martial arts halls in Yuncheng sent them out of the city gate.

Before leaving, I folded willows to say goodbye, and said goodbye for a while.

Before getting on the horse, Mu Changfeng still didn't forget to smile and said, "I have to study some new moves right away when I get home, so as not to have enough for next year's reincarnation competition."

After a pause, he was helpless again: "Only based on the speed at which you are learning martial arts like Yue Nvxia, how many moves can I study every day that I can use?"

The implication is that next year's reincarnation match, Mu Qingyun may be a strong opponent.

Everyone else laughed.

While laughing, they bid farewell to Mu Qingyun one by one, and the sad emotions dissipated one after another.

He got on the carriage and went straight to the station, and went his own way.

It has to be said that once this year's preliminary reincarnation competition held in Yuncheng ended, Mu Qingyun became famous in one fell swoop.

Mu Changfeng, Chi Ze and other top experts in breaking the illusion have almost all become her foils.

In the end, there were guys from the Warlock Sect of the Mishima Kingdom, who obediently ran back to make stepping stones and sent Mu Qingyun flying for a while.

With the end of the preliminary round of the reincarnation competition, the semi-finals and finals are about to be held in the capital, and newspapers with the first pass information are sold all over the country. The reputation of Yue Nuxia has expanded from Yuncheng to most of the Ming Dynasty.

"Hey!"

But Mu Qingyun didn't really want such a reputation.

With such a reputation, even Grandma Sun, who serves food for the martial arts school, said that the price of vegetables would increase by two cents.

"You are a heroine, you have been featured in the newspapers, how can you eat these ordinary dishes, your stomach should be somewhat expensive, you must eat the expensive ones."

Grandma Sun has become the "vegetable tyrant" of the Yuncheng vegetable market for seven or eight years.

She is the most popular and capable person in the village. She receives the most vegetables every day, and one-third of the vegetables provided by the vendors in the vegetable market are all from her hands.

Even so, Grandma Sun still got up early and worked late at night, and went to patrol her territory in person every day.

Most of the dishes in the Yuncheng Martial Art Museum are also provided by Grandma Sun, who delivers them to the martial arts hall at 04:30 every morning.

The quality is good, the portion is sufficient, and Grandma Sun also has the confidence to negotiate the price.

"Ten catties of vegetables are only two renminbi expensive, and if you spread it out, it's nothing."

Mu Qingyun: "..."

The problem is not whether it is expensive or not. The ones that are more expensive and the ones that are cheap are all grown by the same people and in the same field, and there is no difference.

What's more, the ones bought next to you are actually two cents cheaper. She is equivalent to the wholesale ones, and they are actually two cents more expensive.

Why?
Mu Qingyun didn't really want to be taken advantage of.

Yue Nvxia insists on equal treatment with ordinary people, and absolutely does not engage in any specialization.

"Grandma Sun, I have a poor stomach, I can't eat expensive food, I can't digest it, just give me cheap food."

Grandma Sun: "..."

Mu Qingyun and Grandma Sun poked at the back door and watched the vegetables pouring into the backyard like water, while having a cordial and friendly discussion on the issue of two cents.

In the end, grandma Sun was in a hurry and raised her hands first to surrender.

After all, it is a matter of two pennies, Mu Qingyun can focus on two things, practicing kung fu and arguing with Grandma Sun at the same time, but her old man still has countless businesses to do.

For two pennies, Grandma Sun can only allocate a quarter of an hour to the Yuncheng Martial Arts Hall at most, and it won't be worthwhile if the time is longer.

As a food bully who makes money every minute, Grandma Sun is quite good at calculating.

Mu Qingyun yawned. This time, he had won a staged victory in the contest with the bigwigs in the business world.

"Wow."

Mu Qingyun stretched her waist, and was about to go back to catch up on sleep, get up and have a delicious breakfast, when she turned her head to see Chen Yi staring at her blankly.

"..."

The breeze blew a leaf off her head, her eyes were numb, apparently she was not awake.

Mu Qingyun hurriedly pushed the sleepwalker back to the house.

The dormitory prepared by the Wuguan for Mu Qingyun is very spacious. It is on the second floor. The walls are painted with a layer of milky white paint. Except for two rows of bookshelves, the rest of the walls are all books.

A large bed is three meters long and three meters wide. The quilts made by the martial arts gymnasium, I wish I could treat Mu Qingyun as a beautiful Princess and the Pea. A dozen, golden light.

Mu Qingyun pushed Chen Yi to bed, and lay down and covered herself with the quilt, but she couldn't fall asleep, so she simply flipped through the book and read it.

The incense in the incense burner by the bed brings out the freshness of some truffles.

What she read today is an anecdote about Jianghu written by Anonymous, which records the story of His Royal Highness and friends traveling together in Kunlun, and seeing the goddess of Kunlun by accident.

Legend has it that the father of the Goddess of Kunlun is a god, and her mother is a princess of the Ming Dynasty. Half of her nature is divine, and the other half is human.

Therefore, the goddess is very curious about the world, so she peeps at all kinds of things in the world with the artifact Kunlun mirror.

Gods have a long lifespan, and mundane affairs are just a fleeting moment to them.

But the goddess was suddenly moved by the short life of human beings, so she appeared in Kunlun, made friends with the prince, and swam together for a while.

The Goddess, the Prince, and many others have experienced ten years together, but there is a difference between man and God, and they will eventually be separated. When the Golden Crow fell to the west, the Goddess bid farewell to the Prince and shed tears before leaving. , but heavier than her ten thousand years of life.

After casually reading the storybook, Mu Qingyun fell asleep, fell asleep, and suddenly had a dream.

Perhaps because she read too many fairy tales, she dreamed that she was struggling to recite Marxism-Leninism in her dreams.

Mu Qingyun: "..."