Yuxu Peak is far away from the world, there is no Jiazi, no years. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Only after the moonlight is like water, the night is deep, the snow-capped mountains are silent, and Bai Su makeup leaves, Lin Xinmiao really feels the loneliness and ethereal that cultivators should feel.

The Yuxu Peak occupies a huge area, the strange stones covered in silver are rugged and towering, and on the rock wall close to the pine and cypress, a stone cave is naturally formed, and there is no bottom in sight.

I don't know how many years have passed in this stone cave, it is quiet and far-reaching, the rock wall is smooth, and the top of the cave is hung with stalactites of various shapes, exuding a refreshing and transparent fragrance.

After a while, there was a white light in front of it, and inside was a stone room, in which lay a stone couch, a stone table, three stone benches, and a copper fish-shaped lamp inlaid on the stone wall, but the fish mouth was not an oil filament, but a soft night pearl.

This is where Bai Suxiang and Lin Xinmiao have lived for these three months, Bai Suxiang has already reached the realm of Bigu, there is no need to eat and drink, as a cultivator, his clothes are self-clean, and he does not need to change his clothes. In the corner of the wall not far from the stone couch, there is a simple stove, and there is a stone table next to it, on which are pots and pans, oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, which are specially prepared for Lin Xinmiao by Bai Sujiao.

I remember when I first came, Lin Xinmiao was wearing a thick down jacket, shivering from the cold, and because of altitude sickness, I felt dizzy and breathless almost all the time. Fortunately, Bai Sumakeup survived for her every day, and she barely survived.

The process of meeting Bai Suxiang was very strange, Lin Xinmiao did not go out on a mission at that time, and when she went home after sorting out the materials at night, Bai Suxiang stood quietly in her home.

Her words were very incomprehensible, just an unquestionable sentence: "You must come with me." ”

Lin Xinmiao tried to resist, but soon found that she was not Bai Suxiang's opponent at all, and even the other party simply stretched out her fingers, and the strength of her whole body was drained.

The nature of her work, which determines her insight, understands that she encounters irresistible forces.

The rest of the process was simple, and when she woke up again, she was in the middle of a snowy mountain. In the first few days, she kept questioning the reason, but Bai Sumakeup remained silent.

Lin Xinmiao was suffocated by lack of oxygen several times, and Bai Sumakeup rescued her lightly. She also tried to descend the mountain, but the height of Yuxu Peak is 5,000 meters, and going down without professional experience and professional equipment is tantamount to suicide.

When she noticed that Bai Suxiang was not malicious, Lin Xinmiao tried to communicate with her, and gradually felt that this woman was not malicious. The reason for Lin Xinmiao's apprenticeship is actually very simple, it is to test the other party, maybe he will really learn some spells and Taoism, which will help him go down the mountain.

Bai Suxiang accepted her very happily, which made her feel unconvinced.

But getting along in the future proved that Bai Suxiang was indeed sincerely teaching her the Tao. When Lin Xinmiao first felt the existence of qi, when he first felt the wonder of qi, he gradually let down his guard and concentrated on cultivation.

Lin Xinmiao concentrated on her cultivation, and her purpose was very simple, firstly, she was already very curious about this mysterious mystical technique, and secondly, she was for Lu Zheng.

That's right, it's for Lu Zheng.

She wants to practice Taoism, take her destiny into her hands, and with enough capital, she can make her mother change her mind and be with Lu Zheng smoothly.

As for cultivating immortals?

She didn't dare to think about it, because Bai Suxiang had said that the Immortal Dao had long been extinct, even if Lin Xinmiao had no talent in ten thousand and practiced diligently, he could only achieve physical fitness, and his abilities exceeded ordinary people, and his life span was extended.

Of course, this is not absolute.

Anything is possible if there is a chance.

Chance is a mysterious thing, Lin Xinmiao really never thought about it.

100 days to build the foundation, there is still the last day. Bai Suxiang promised her, or asked her, that the second dragon raised her head in February, which was the day she left the snow mountain.

From beginning to end, Lin Xinmiao didn't know the reason.

Bai Suxiang's departure made her feel sad, but the thought of seeing Lu Zheng soon made her feel happy. Especially thinking that in the secret phone call, she had enough self-confidence, confessed everything to her mother, and said that they had made a private decision for life.

Yes, under the arch bridge of her childhood, the moment Lu Zheng kissed her, she made a decision.

She was originally a woman who dared to love and hate, and once she was identified, she would not hesitate to fight for it. Otherwise, she would suddenly disappear for more than three months, and maybe Lu Zheng would fall into the hands of other women.

She once said goodbye once, and finally found Lu Zheng back, and this second time, she didn't dare to gamble anymore no matter what.

Looking at the stone couch beside him again, it seemed that he saw the figure of the quiet fairy in white clothes and white skirts again, Lin Xinmiao sighed, only feeling that the corners of her eyes were sour.

When she came to the stone table by the stove, she reached out and pulled out a hiking bag from underneath, which contained her daily necessities and clothes. In addition to these, there is also a roll of bamboo slips, which is the so-called exercises left to her by Bai Sumakeup.

There is no name in front of this bamboo slip, and there is no author in the back, but the handwriting is delicate and elegant, and it should be the work of Bai Suxiang's handwriting, which records a mantra for refining qi and a set of swordsmanship for practicing qi.

When she saw the swordsmanship scroll, she subconsciously glanced at the stone wall against which the stone couch was leaning, on which hung a sword with tassels, the scabbard was simple, and the blue wave pattern was engraved. The hilt is as blue as a sapphire and adorned with golden spikes.

The sword had been hanging here since she came, but it had never been unsheathed for three months, and she only practiced the sword with pine branches. Now that Bai Suxiang has left, leaving the sword here, it seems that he intended to give it to her.

With a choke, he drew his sword. I saw that this sword was 2 feet 1 inch long, the sword body was cast and thin, with a faint blue light, the hilt was a golden flying pattern, the blade was extremely sharp, the blade was like autumn frost, exuding a faint cold.

The body of the sword is engraved with two small seals - Flying Stream.

Almost subconsciously, she held the sword and walked quickly to the pine cypress, held her breath, and raised her sword to make a starting gesture.

The moon is like water, the snow is like a mirror, and Lin Xinmiao, who is white-clothed and snowy, stands with a sword, the sword is like frost and snow, and the whole body is silver. The long sword is sharp, but it does not damage her gentle and jade-like temperament at all. It's like the most tranquil lake, the moment the breeze blows, but it is just more and more clear, and the wind and moon are quiet.

Then she moved.

The sword light is like a white snake spitting letters, hissing and breaking the wind, and like a swimming dragon shuttling, walking on all sides, sometimes light as a swallow, pointing a sword, sometimes suddenly like lightning, and falling leaves. It's really Huo Ruyi shooting nine sunsets, like a group of emperors and dragons. Come like thunder to restrain anger, and let it be like the river and sea condensing the light.

The sword seemed to be given life, and it roamed around her freely. Bringing up her clothes and fluttering, it instantly gave people an illusion: as if she danced the sword like this, she wanted to ride the wind back. The feet are not dusty, light as a cloud, as if the female sword fairy in the sky fell into the mortal world.

Flying Sword, Scattered Clouds and Stars!(To be continued.) )