Chapter 530 Is It His Mother?

As long as the spiritual energy in the body is exhausted, they will lose their life instantly, and when they can't find the next place where there is a supply of spiritual energy to "charge", they will directly dissipate in the air.

This thing first existed, it is said that it was only for Bomei people to laugh, because they look beautiful, but Mu Linche discovered their thirst for spiritual energy, which can make them subconsciously search for a place with spiritual energy before they run out of life.

And now, they are the best pathfinders.

Hundreds of spirit butterflies flew around quickly, but most of them dissipated in the air before they flew halfway.

The few fly farther and farther, until they are covered by snow and can no longer be seen

They had Mu Linche's spiritual power on them, and as long as they didn't dissipate, no matter how far they flew, Mu Linche could find them. It is obviously not realistic to find it in a short period of time. All he has to do is to create some spirit butterflies with spiritual techniques every once in a while and let them fly away freely.

These spirit butterflies may live for a day at most if they leave him. If they are still alive for more than a day, it means that they must have found a place with enough spiritual energy for the silver snow umbrella to survive!

The sky gradually darkened.

In the dark, wind and snow.

Mu Linche didn't stop, and continued to search

Finding the Silver Snow Umbrella was much more difficult than I imagined. Although Yun Canghai said that there is such a thing, the last time the Silver Snow Umbrella appeared was hundreds of years ago. In order to save a certain important person, a cultivator went to Tianshan to find it. one. But that was more than 100 years ago, and now the silver snow umbrella still exists or not, let alone found it in the vast snow-capped mountains.

For three days and three nights, Mu Linche didn't stop for a moment, but he always found nothing.

As many spirit butterflies are released, as many spirit butterflies die.

On the fourth night, a blizzard came down the mountain, and his spiritual power was slowly exhausted, so he had to stop.

Finding a big rock that could keep out the wind and snow, Mu Linche sat down and quickly began to practice, replenishing the spiritual power in his body

A spirit butterfly flew into a stone crevice on the other side of the mountain, stopped, stuck to the stone, and fused with the surrounding ice sculptures, as if it had completely dormant.

Small Cang Mountain.

Mu Jingqing stood outside the door nervously, swallowed his saliva, wanted to push the door, hesitated for a long time, took his hand up, and quickly took it back.

He has been as calm and calm as his father since he was a child, and he is very decisive in what he does. Like a little adult, it is really rare to see his expression like this.

Ruan Qingyu held the food and looked at him funny: "Why don't you go in?"

Mu Jingqing's body trembled violently, and when he turned his head to see her, he breathed a sigh of relief, "Aunt Ruan, you scared me to death!"

Ruan Qingyu tapped his head gently and said, "You sneaked here, it's fine that I wasn't frightened by you, and you blame me for frightening you?"

Mu Jingqing touched his nose and looked at the thing in her hand, a little confused.

Ruan Qingyu naturally knew what she was struggling with, "Do you want to know if the person inside is your mother?"

The news that Mu Linche brought a woman back spread throughout the entire division, and Mu Jingqing naturally knew that, in fact, Mu Linche had already found time to see him once after his return, but he didn't mention this woman, just hugged him. He didn't speak.

He seemed to be very tired, and even his beard had grown, so Mu Jingqing didn't ask, even though he was actually very curious and looking forward to it.