The next morning, the lake was more frozen, and the nunnery was warmer.

Tong Yan confessed to the old nun, left the nunnery, and came to Ohara City through the wet mountain road.

He found Li Gongzi's antique shop, bought some things, and inquired about some things through the neighborhood and those idlers.

Ten years ago, it happened to be the Western Sea Change, and the girl Li Gongzi met in the nunnery should be the senior of Shuiyue Nunnery.

It was easy to come to this conclusion, because Tong Yan was good at calculating and happened to know the inside story of that matter.

When I returned to Sanqian Nunnery, it was already dark, and the immortal lantern hanging on the bridge between the trees by the lake became brighter, and Tong Yan came to the meditation room and looked inside.

Yukihime is sleeping in the quilt mountain, not knowing when she will wake up.

Jing Jiu sat on the shore of the lake on the other side of the window, watching the thin ice on the lake gradually dissipate, holding a pen in his hand and writing something on the paper.

Qing'er sat on his shoulder, softly humming the song of the old Chu State in the fantasy world.

Tong Yan felt that these pictures were interesting, and a smile appeared on his immature face.

Jing Jiu has no intention of the world, and is familiar with the out-of-this-world places such as Guocheng Temple and Shuiyue Nunnery, and he is really a bit like a natural monk.

Then he thought of Senior Sister Bai Zao, the smile on the corner of his lips faded, but his eyebrows grew thicker because of provocation.

If he was really unintentional, how could there be so many strange women around him?

Ten years ago, there was a winter senior, and now there is Qing'er by his side, and there is a sleeping snow girl behind him......

As the night deepened, the sound of the piano was heard.

Tong Yan turned around and walked to the bridge and looked across the stream.

Li Gongzi did not sit on the snow, but sat on the low stool he brought, the guqin rested on his lap, and the sound of the qin came from the strings.

Tonight, he played a good night song.

This piece was featured here ten years ago.

On a stone bench by the lake.

Jing Jiu's ears moved slightly.

Qing'er sat on his shoulder, leaned over curiously, touched his earlobe, and thought to himself, obviously it was a good ear, how could it be so good-looking?

Dozens of sword intents were born from Jing Jiu's body, and a formation was arranged with the Chengtian Sword Technique, isolating the sight of the outside world, but it did not block those piano sounds.

He put his right hand into the lake to get wet, and then continued to sharpen his sword with the smooth side of the Blue Sky Guard.

The cold waters of the lake soon turned to mist and steamed, and his hands loomed in between.

Qing'er thought to herself, this is also very good-looking.

The sound of the piano continued without stopping, or changed several tunes, and Jing Jiu didn't pay attention.

Time passes slowly.

The night is getting darker.

Jing Jiu suddenly raised his head, and his figure disappeared from the lakeside.

Tong Yan also felt the change in the breath in the meditation room, and knew that it was not good, so he stepped on the thin snow on the stream and came to Li Gongzi, and turned around to strike out with a palm.

An invisible aura overflowed from his palm, unfolding in the wind, like a mirror, reflecting the stone bridge, the nunnery and the blue sky in front of him.

In an instant, the sights became blurry because of a light layer of frost on them.

With an extremely cold frost, it easily broke the Zhongzhou Sect Dao Law attached to this invisible light mirror, spread to the back of his hand and wrist, and then continued upward.

Tong Yan's face was pale, and he felt that the flow speed of the true yuan in his body had decreased sharply, and even the aura of the yuan infant was weakened by a few points.

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In the meditation room, Yukihime had opened her eyes at some point, and a terrifying chill emanated from her dark pupils, and extremely small but very beautiful snowflakes were flying in the air.

Jing Jiu smashed thousands of small snowflakes, came to the quilt mountain, stared into her eyes and said, "Stop." ”

Yukihime looked at him silently, judging that the human was threatening herself.

No one in the Chaotian Continent could threaten her, but Jing Jiu had already done so twice, because he had seen her weakest side and what she wanted the most—that absolutely cold world.

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In front of the stone bridge, the chill disappeared.

The frost and snow had covered Tong Yan's shoulders.

He coughed twice, coughing up some blood like a red hedron, and it was obvious that he was not lightly injured.

Li Gongzi was not a cultivator, and although he did not directly face the cold attack, he was more seriously injured and had already passed out in the snow.

Tong Yan turned to look at him, shook his head, stuffed a pill into his mouth, and then asked the nun in the nunnery to carry him back to the house with the guqin.

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"There is fire in the lamp, you should perceive it very clearly, and be clear about all the connections between these lights, and then you can master this formation. ”

Jing Jiu took out a thin book from his sleeve and put it on the quilt in front of Xue Ji: "This is also a formation, you learn it as soon as possible, and then we will leave." ”

The cover of the thin book is not written, it is lifted by the wind coming in from the window, the ink inside is very fresh, it should have just been written, the words are simple, but the sword shape painted is extremely complicated, and it is a little dizzy to look at, and it is even more difficult to learn.

If Gu Qing was present at this time, he would be able to recognize that this thin book was the most important Heavenly Sword Technique of the Qingshan Sect.

After doing this, Jing Jiu walked out of the meditation room and came to the stone bridge.

He said to Tong Yan: "Snow Country only has class, no society, she has no companions, only subjects, so she only knows orders, not other forms of communication, if any life does not feel her will, and does not show an attitude of submission in time, she will judge that it should be erased." ”

Tong Yan asked, "So the first thing she did when she woke up was to kill him?"

Jing Jiu thought for a while and said, "Maybe she's tired of listening to the piano in the past two days?"

Tong Yan was silent for a while and said, "We must find a way to solve it." ”

If that's the case, Yukihime will die wherever she goes, they can't hide her whereabouts, and how innocent are those who die?

Jing Jiu said: "Yes, she needs to learn other ways to get along with life. ”

Tong Yan said: "First of all, you must be able to communicate with her, you can understand her words, and you are the best person." ”

Jing Jiu said: "I have not been ordered, so I can't form a real and effective communication with her. ”

Tong Yan said, "So?"

Jing Jiu said, "You go." ”

After saying this, he returned to the snow lake and continued to sharpen his sword as if nothing had happened.

Tong Yan was silent for a long time, and walked into the meditation room with heavy steps.

The chill of Yukihime no longer overflowed, and Ohara Castle was free of wind and snow, and the area around the nunnery became much warmer and wetter, but it was still very cold in the Zen room, and there was a thick frost on the walls and eaves.

There are more than ten transparent ice hangings hanging from the round window, which divides the scenery of the snow lake and winter trees into many thin strips, which has a different weird beauty.

Yukihime was still wrapped in a quilt, and only her little face was exposed.

Her face is snow-white, with no nose or mouth, and the strange thing is that it is not ugly, but has a different and strange beauty.

Tong Yan thought to himself that it was indeed the highest-level life in the Chaotian Continent.

The ultimate is extraordinary, this is a common view in the spiritual world.

Whether it is extremely beautiful or ugly, extremely positive or extremely strange, it means extraordinary. On the contrary, any truly powerful being must have an extremely good or impressive appearance.

Tong Yan thought of Jing Jiu's face, and suddenly felt a little bored.

If you feel that life is boring, you will naturally be more fearless.

Tong Yan calmed down and saluted Xue Ji and said, "Your Highness, I am Tong Yan, a disciple of the Zhongzhou faction. ”

Yukihime didn't react, let alone make a sound.

Tong Yan believed that she would be able to understand human language, and continued, "We may need to stay here for a while longer, waiting for the teachers to make a decision. ”

Yukihime looked at him quietly.

Tong Yan felt unprecedented pressure, and said with a pale face: "In order to fight against the one in the Snow Country, the human race should choose to help you, this is my calculation." ”

That pressure is gone.

Tong Yan stabilized his mind and continued: "You are a high-level life with supreme intelligence, many humans may not be able to understand your intentions, in order to avoid misunderstandings and troubles, you may need to deign to learn the way humans communicate. ”

With that, he took out a piece of bronze, a piece of porcelain, and a couple of books.

There are inscriptions on the bronzes, pictures on the porcelain, and the simplest books and the anthologies of the poets.

These were all things he had bought in Ohara Castle today, and before Jing Jiu could say anything, he had already calculated what he might need to do next.

Be able to become a teacher for the Snow Princess...... This is something that is destined to be written in the history of the cultivation world, but it is much more important than Gu Qing's so-called identity as an emperor.

Tong Yan thought about these things, and aimed at Xue Ji with the most bronze inscriptions.

He was going to start with Jin Wen and continue to talk about the centuries-old Guwen movement, believing that with her natural ability, she should be able to fully master the way of communication with humans in a very short time, and it is elegant and perfect.

Yukihime stood up suddenly.

She was very short, and the mountain of quilts in the meditation room did not collapse, but only bulged in one place.

Tong Yan was a little vigilant.

Yukihime suddenly ran out of the window.

The quilt she was wearing was so large that it dragged all the way to the ground, completely covering her feet, and looked as if she were floating past.

Tong Yan was very stunned, thinking to himself what was wrong?

Lakefront.

Jing Jiu was about to dip some water and continue sharpening his sword, but found that his right hand was touching a hard object, and when he looked up, he found that the lake was frozen again.

A breeze arrives with snowflakes.

Yukihime came to the arena and stared into his eyes.

Qing'er was very frightened, and quickly slipped off his shoulder and hid behind him.

Every time before sharpening the sword, Jing Jiu would first use the Chengtian Sword Technique to arrange the formation to isolate the sight and disturbance of the outside world.

Now it seems that his Heavenly Inheritance Sword Technique has no meaning to Yukihime.

Jing Jiu once again felt that he should practice the Chengtian Sword Technique better.

Then he thought of a possibility, and his eyes changed slightly.

Previously, he gave Xue Ji a copy of the Heavenly Sword Technique, could it be in such a short time...... And she learned?

"Huh~"

Yukihime is covered with a quilt, from the top of her head to her feet, and she only shows her snow-white face and eyes like black jewels, looking like a cute little girl who is greedy for fun.

Her voice is also lovely with milk.

Jing Jiu looked at her quietly, thinking that this was really the most terrifying thing that his two immortal cultivators had encountered.

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(I decided on this picture when I first thought about it, so please imagine Yukihime as ET.) As I said earlier, I like Yukihime very much, and there are a lot of readers who are discussing whether I will follow the routine and harvest her as an apprentice of the end of the god or something...... Don't even think about it~ Hahahaha)