The monk was not afraid of the ordinary winter cold, but Ling Ziling put on a big cloak, thinking that she just wanted to echo the outside weather, she used the imperial envoy flying sword method to control the snowball, how Ren Xiaochen dodged, and in the end she couldn't escape. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

When Xiaochen pulled the collar and shook off the snow, he said: "You can still use spells in snowball fights, do you want to be so reckless, you are only allowed to use your hands if you have the ability." ”

"You don't have the ability to use spells, do you?" Ling Ziling said disdainfully.

Subsequently, Xiaochen and Ling Ziling had a snowball fight in the snow like a mortal companion, the only difference was that Xiaochen could only hold the snow in his hand and throw it out in a snowball, while Ling Ziling was on the side every time he waved his sleeves, he would bring up a large snowflake to completely cover Xiaochen, Xiao Hei stayed honest at first, and it didn't take long for him to run up to the snow. Fortunately, the snow here was taken away by Xiaochen A lot of snowmen were built, and he stepped on it many times, otherwise I am afraid that Xiao Hei will be submerged in snow as soon as he leaves the cloak, and in just half an hour, Xiaochen does not know how many times he has been buried.

"Rabbit, why did you go to Xuanqing Mountain to cultivate?" Ling Ziling sat on the cloak that she had just taken down with her knees crossed, while Xiao Hei was lying on her shoulder, and as she spoke, white gas came out of the air.

"Because of dreams. Xiaochen lay on the side, panting and grinning.

"What about your relatives?" Ling Ziling then asked.

Then he only heard Xiaochen's gasp, but he didn't say anything, Ling Ziling turned his head sideways to look at Xiaochen, between which he closed his eyes, a smile hung on the corner of his mouth, and said slowly: "In the Cuizhuhai, in the Scripture Pavilion, in front of me." ”

Ling Ziling was stunned for a moment, and then opened her mouth, a little surprised, she had heard Xiaochen say before that he had a master, in the Cuizhu Sea, and the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion was the place where he lived for many years before coming to Yunyoufeng, where he thought it was against the sky, and he mentioned to him the place where Cang Jinyun and the old hooligan were located, and in front of him, there was only himself.

"Rabbit, you ......" Ling Ziling didn't know what to say for a while.

"One day, I will leave here, go through my life alone, to seek my way, you know my secret, I am the one who was chosen by the Qing Ying Pearl, I bear the curse of God, and I will die at any time, it is not surprising, but I can't be ruthless and draw a line with everything now, I am still a person who is not free and easy, you are the people who have been by my side for the longest time, the promise I can give you is that I will never hurt. After Xiaochen finished speaking, he sighed and got up and walked to the hut.

Ling Ziling also came to Xiaochen's hut, the whole house, the decoration was simple, it was neatly cleaned up, Xiaochen sat on the bed after coming in, I didn't know what I was thinking. "Master has been out of the customs today, and we haven't seen her since we came back, so I came here today to ask you to go to see Master together. ”

Ling Ziling made it clear what she meant today. Xiaochen jumped out of bed and said, "Then let's go." Xiaochen regained his bright smile, as if this was the most suitable posture for him.

Ling Ziling walked out of the hut, Xiaochen followed behind, and after a while, the two of them came to the outside of the Yunyoufeng Hall. Xiaochen saw outside that there were already many senior sisters standing in the hall at this moment, thinking of Ling Ziling just now that he said that Xuanyou Zhenren was out of the customs today, presumably all the disciples would come to the hall, and then he touched his bare head, and said secretly: This time the image is completely ruined, damn Hei Yan, don't let the master cultivate higher than you in the future, otherwise sooner or later it will burn your whole body hair.

When Xiaochen was in the fugue, Ling Ziling had already walked into the hall, Xiaochen came back to his senses, and immediately trotted to follow, after entering the hall, Xiaochen did not see the figure of Xuanyou Zhenren on the main seat, it should not have come yet, but after these senior sisters saw their appearance, some of them had already laughed out loud.

Xiaochen looked left and right, and then stood still and said, "What do you see, the master has become handsome again, aren't you jealous?"

"Yo, what did the little junior brother say, senior sister, can I still be jealous of your bald head?" It was the third senior sister Xiaochen who spoke, this woman has a good relationship with Xiaochen on weekdays, but she is a little naughty, and she always likes to make fun of Xiaochen.

Xiaochen was speechless, shrugged his head and walked to the front of the hall to stand beside Ling Ziling, and at this moment the entire hall was also quiet, quietly waiting for the Xuan Yu real person to appear.

In such an atmosphere, Xiaochen only felt uncomfortable, but he couldn't leave, so he could only wait for time to pass in all kinds of torture. I don't know how long it took, Xiaochen was almost standing up and falling asleep, but at this time, he only heard Ling Ziling and all the senior sisters say in unison: "Welcome Master out of the customs." ”

Hearing this, Xiaochen was startled, and immediately raised his head and opened his sleepy eyes, only to see that as a burst of fog disappeared, Xuanyu real person appeared in front of the main seat of the hall. Dressed in a blue and white mixed robe, his expression was solemn, solemn, and he looked like he was in his thirties, this person was the lord of Yunyou Peak, a real person.

After Xiaochen and Ling Ziling left, she started a retreat, this retreat was in order to impact the realm of the late stage of the Heavenly Machine, and at this moment, she seemed to be in a good mood, it was not difficult to think that she should have successfully broken through the realm.

In this Xuanqing Mountain, the generations are divided according to cultivation, below the fetus, for the four generations of disciples, scattered in each peak to practice, and once the breakthrough of the fetus, you can be promoted to three generations of disciples, choose a mountain peak to practice, and you can accommodate disciples.

As for the second-generation disciples, there are only nine in the entire Xuanqing Daomen, they are the masters of the Nine Divine Peaks, the Xuanqing Nine Great Dao Zun, and the nine people headed by the Qingcang Dao Zun are all famous monks who have crossed the Great Dao Trench, and they are also the real mainstay of Xuanqing Mountain.

After reaching such a realm, they easily do not appear in front of people, nine people rotate, and every ten years they open the Divine Peak to preach, which is a rare event in Xuanqing Mountain, and all the disciples will flock to listen to the Dao Law of one star and a half, so that they can break through the Great Dao and have a glimmer of hope to follow.

But looking at the entire Qingying Cultivation Realm, the monks above the Great Dao are rare, and the strength of a sect is not entirely determined by the number of Great Dao people, and there are also those monks who are close to the Great Dao.

Above the womb, it is the original god, after the original god is the heavenly machine, after the heavenly machine, it is the avenue, the full name of the heavenly machine: the wonderful heavenly machine, is the body of the original god, realized a trace of the heavenly machine, if you can grasp it, you can be among the avenues.

Therefore, in Xuanqing Mountain, even if they are the same three generations of disciples, the difference is also a world away, and the lord of Yunyou Peak, Xuanyou Zhenren, has already entered the late stage of Tianji, and is only one step away from the Great Dao.

"Today, I am fortunate to step into the last step of the wonderful heavenly machine, according to the practice of finding my Xuanqing Mountain, when the altar is preached, let's start now. Xuan Youzhen stood on the stage and said slowly. And among the people present, none of them were shocked, although it had been some days since he came to Yunyou Peak, but until now, Xiaochen knew that the Xuanyou real person in front of him was actually a senior monk in the Heavenly Machine Period, or in the later Heavenly Machine Period.

This represents the strength, although Xiaochen has not personally experienced it, but whether it is seen from the classics, or some things mentioned to him by the sick old man, he can see the strength of being a heavenly machine monk, even if the physical body is destroyed, as long as there is a trace of the remaining primordial spirit is not extinguished, he can be reincarnated, or take away and rebuild, and it only takes a short time to return to the past cultivation.

It can be said that the Heavenly Machine Cultivator, as long as he does not encounter the cultivation of the Great Dao, under this sky, he is almost an immortal existence, and the rarity of the Great Dao Cultivator naturally does not need to be said, even if he wants to think about it, he will not be able to encounter it.

What Xuan You Zhenren said next, Xiaochen didn't hear it, his mind was still immersed in shock and memories, until later Xuan You Zhenren spoke: "Haotian, no matter what the harvest is, after coming back, you can only concentrate on cultivation, taste all the hardships that ordinary people can't taste, and suffer all the loneliness that ordinary people can't bear, so that you can cast a firm Dao heart. ”

Hearing this, Xiaochen's thoughts returned to reality, he bowed his hand, said goodbye to his disciples, and walked straight out of the hall and returned to the world of the university. He naturally didn't think that Xuanyou Zhenren didn't want him to listen to the Dao, and he himself knew that all the way to cultivation was one step at a time, and if he cultivated beyond the steps, there would definitely be no good results, and naturally he wouldn't take today's things to heart.

After leaving the hall, Xiaochen returned to the edge of the cliff, looking at the snowmen in the wind, Xiaochen smiled, and looked at these snowmen one by one, before he practiced the technique of fire deficiency and the ten thousand sword technique.

The current Xiaochen is just a small Qi Refining Cultivator, but he has his own reasons for being obsessed, perhaps because as a person who has been chosen by the Qing Ying Pearl, he is destined to have great achievements in the future, but at the same time, he also carries the curse of God, as he himself said, maybe when, he will die.

In front of the Luntai Mirror, the lifeless person is also talking about him, no life, no all blessings, no half luck, not even a bad fate, such a he, what the future will be, all have to rely on his present to decide, as a monk, but there is a heart different from this cultivator's world, whether it is a mediocre life, or a lifetime of shaking the world, no one can say.

Perhaps, it is precisely like this, even the ancient curiosities, wheel mirrors, can't say his future. In the cultivation day after day, Xiaochen was finally able to skillfully use the Ten Thousand Sword Technique and the Fire Deficiency Technique, and the basic sword technique that he had been cultivating could also skillfully use the last weight of the mortal sword, and he was able to use the Heavenly Sword. And now the time is getting closer and closer to the hundred-year-old disciple of Xuanqing Mountain.

It is a clear spring sky again, looking down from the sky, you can see that there is a wonderful place of peach blossoms in the middle of the mountainside, there is a big pool, it is mid-spring, the peach blossoms are in full bloom all around, and the whole waterhole is crossed by a stream that flows down from the top of the mountain, constantly renewing the water in the pool, and then flowing down the mountain.

This creek is called Peach Blossom Creek, and this waterhole has a great relationship with Xiaochen, just because in addition to winter, one of Xiaochen's daily compulsory courses in Yunyoufeng is to carry a house-sized water tank here to fill a large tank of water, and then walk dozens of miles of mountain roads back to the place of cultivation.

At this moment, Xiaochen is lying under the peach tree, enjoying the tranquility before sunrise in the spring, a water tank much larger than Xiaochen is placed beside him, and there is no water in the water tank, thinking that Xiaochen has not been here for a long time, and according to Xiaochen's character, enjoy it first, or fetch water first, this order does not affect the result, he will not choose, he can do whatever he wants.

Xiaochen had a stick of grass in his mouth, a smile on the corner of his mouth, his head resting on his arms, knocking on a leg, and he didn't know what he was thinking.