Eating whitebait meat makes him energetic and can greatly relieve fatigue, and it is for this reason that Mu Bai fell in love with this treasure land, but unfortunately he has never found a suitable cave for people to live in.

A few days later, Mu Bai stopped searching, simply cut down some ancient trees, and built a wooden house on the edge of the cold pool, the wooden house is not big, about three zhang square, only for Mu Bai's cultivation.

"Whew! It's finally a lot easier than the last time. ”

At this moment, Mu Bai, who was sitting on the ground, sweated profusely, exhaled a heavy breath of turbidity, and worked for several hours, Mu Bai arranged this spirit gathering array again, compared with last time, this time because of his experience, the spiritual power consumed when setting up the array was also less, and it did not make him faint like last time.

Uh~!The cold wind whistled, and the wooden house also made a creaking sound, as if it was crumbling.

In this way, Mu Bai practiced swordsmanship and formation during the day, and meditated at night, time flies, in the blink of an eye, it has come to winter, calculate the time, in this cold pool, has been in the cold pool for more than three months.

The wind howled, blowing the wooden door and striking the wall so hard that it scattered all the fires burning on the ground.

"Hey, it's so cold, this year's winter wind is really tight. As he spoke, he put his hands together in his mouth and sighed for a while, then got up and shut the door.

The painstaking people live up to it, relying on this spirit gathering array, he practiced day and night, in just two months, Mu Bai was close to the fourteenth layer of condensation, Ren Du the second vein, extremely important, the opening of the Ren vein, so that Mu Bai's strength has soared again.

But the bottleneck of the fourteenth "Pulse Supervision" is stuck with him for more than half a month, maybe it is really a problem of qualifications, for others, things that come naturally, there is always a difficulty in Mu Bai to ascend to the sky, things are always twists and turns, and the cultivation environment and cultivation resources are solved, but this bottleneck is like a Lei Lei boulder, blocking Mu Bai's way forward.

Seeing that the bottleneck has not been broken for a long time, Mu Bai is also extremely anxious, but how can he force this cultivation.

"Cultivation is about relaxation, could it be that I am too persistent and have the opposite effect?" Mu Bai muttered to himself.

After thinking about it for a long time, I couldn't figure out the reason, so I simply didn't think about it anymore.

Opening the door, against the biting cold wind and the fierce frost and snow, Mu Bai walked in the white snow like this, and before he knew it, the snowflakes had sprinkled all over his clothes, and his hair was white.

On a snowy day, it was hard to see the time on time, just now it was still white light, but at this moment it was gray and vast, and there was no human face within ten meters.

As soon as people calm down, they have time to think about other issues, miss and reminisce about the past, this is no exception, Mu Bai is no exception, with the gust of cold wind, at this moment his thoughts have flown thousands of miles away, flying to Xiaoshan City, which he is worried about.

"With such a cold wind, I don't know how my grandfather is doing at home, whether he is healthy as before, whether he is happy as usual, I think the second senior brother's children should also go to private school, and the third senior brother's daughter-in-law should also be settled. In the snow, Mu Bai looked at the snow flying all over the sky and muttered to himself.

It's just that when he thought that he was alone at the moment, Mu Bai couldn't help but ask himself in his heart: "At this moment, I miss them here, and I don't know if grandpa will miss me?"

I don't know if it's out of longing or other reasons, Mu Bai held the sword of riding the wind, and waved it in this wind and moon, either straight stab, or obliquely split, or upward, the four-foot long sword was like waving his fingers, flying up and down in Mu Bai's hands.

The basic sixteen-style swordsmanship moves of splitting, chopping, stabbing, pointing, teasing, collapsing, intercepting, wiping, piercing, picking, lifting, twisting, sweeping, pressing, hanging, and latticing were staged over and over again in Mu Bai's hands. If there is a person who practices kendo watching from the sidelines, he will definitely be amazed and admire the wonder of this swordsmanship.

Mu Bai has been practicing the basic sword style to this day, and has not practiced one move and one style of kendo martial arts, but just these basic sword moves, in Mu Bai's hands like a set of exquisite swordsmanship, Mu Bai's moves are sometimes strong, sometimes delicate and soft, long sword in hand, like a big fish wandering in the river and sea, swallowing freely, fluttering and brisk, it is breathtaking.

The sword in Mu Bai's hand, between the wind and snow, waved wantonly, gradually, as if forgetting the time, forgetting the tiredness, the whole person's mind was on this wind sword.

Time passed so slowly, Mu Bai's sword never stopped, gradually, the wind and snow in the entire heaven and earth seemed to slow down, only Mu Bai's sword was surprisingly fast, and the sword blade swayed quickly in this wind and snow, like a lightning bolt across the night sky.

The sword light that overflowed from the sword blade cut the fluttering snow in half, and the snowflakes were divided in two, but the fluttering posture did not change in the slightest, which shows the speed of the sword style.

At this time, the night was deep, and the howling cold wind was surprisingly humane, and stopped in the middle of the night, but the flying snow did not reduce its demeanor, and it was still floating in the air, leisurely.

The night was very quiet, so quiet that people could hear it, the sound of snowflakes falling in the snow and touching it, of course, except for the sound of the snowflakes, it was the sound of the long sword in Mu Bai's hand breaking through the air, and the sword roared fiercely, which was more piercing than the cold wind and flying snow.

For the whole night, Mu Bai held a long sword and waved it in the snow, without stopping for a moment, as if there was no machine, and he didn't feel tired, at least in the eyes of outsiders.

For Mu Bai himself, at this moment, he seems to be blended with the sword, his will is attached to the sword, and the sword drives his will.

There are no other distracting thoughts in my heart, some are just a kind of thoughts, thoughts for home, thoughts for my senior brother and grandfather, this kind of longing prompts him, prompts his sword, as if telling him, faster, faster, the sooner he can see these people who make him hang up.

After all, darkness cannot last long, the end is the dawn, that is, the light, when the first ray of light shines into the darkness, the cold and fear are dispelled by a trace.

Until the light occupied the entire heaven and earth, Mu Bai's eyes flashed with a gleam, as if he had understood something, the momentum on his body became stronger and stronger, and the whole person looked full of fierceness.

It seems that the flying snow between heaven and earth stopped at this moment, but the momentum on Mu Bai's body did not stop, and it formed a sharp contrast with the flying snow that was slowing down.

Ding~!The wind sword in Mu Bai's hand let out a long metallic sound, melodious and piercing, as if it was singing in harmony with the momentum exuded by Mu Bai.

Click! Click!

As the momentum skyrocketed, there was a soft clicking sound from the Du pulse in Mu Bai's body, which was so small that only Mu Bai could hear it.

The light sound stopped, and the spiritual power in the other thirteen meridians in the body rushed towards the Du Pulse, and in just a moment, the Du Pulse was completely unimpeded. “

At this moment, Mu Bai felt that his body was full of strength, stronger than any previous moment, and such a change finally made his perennial serious expression show a smile: "Sure enough, it still broke through!"

Then Mu Bai's heart moved, and the momentum of the whole person rose to the peak again, sharp and sharp, if he observed carefully, his eyes were different from before at this time, and there seemed to be a tiny lightsaber flashing in his pupils.

"As soon as this thought moved, I only felt that the power in my body was much stronger, and I felt that the control of the sword in my hand was much easier, could this be the legendary sword intent?" Mu Bai looked at the Wind Riding Sword and muttered to himself silently.

In fact, this is just a guess, this idea did not make him feel a little uncomfortable, he can only feel that when this idea is instigated, his combat power is more than a step stronger, and his spirit is abnormally sober, and the affairs around him are much clearer.

"Since this idea is under your control, why don't you try it!" As soon as this idea came out, Mu Bai moved, and in just an instant, that fierce momentum reached its peak, and with footwork under his feet, he raised his sword and stabbed forward.

There was another sword roar, and the space where the sword blade pierced seemed to be rippling, which was enough to show that the sword under the blessing of this sword intent was full of power, far exceeding the level that the fourteenth layer of condensation could reach.

The idea brought by the sword dance last night came from his thoughts about his relatives, and it was this idea that made his sword faster and faster, so fast that he was not as good as the footwork of "Treading Snow and Seeking Plum Blossoms".

At this moment, this thought, in Mu Bai's opinion, is not a sword intent but also a sword intent, and the sword with sword intent that he unleashed just now, although the power is far beyond common sense, it consumes nearly one-third of the spiritual power in the body.

It seems that this move can only be used in times of crisis, but this can be regarded as Mu Bai's first killer move.

With this sword intent, among his peers, Mu Bai may have few opponents.

"This sword intent was realized on a snowy night, so let's name it Feixue!"

When he walked in the wind and snow last night, the question in Mu Bai's heart had been answered at this moment.

Xiaoshan City, in the courtyard behind Huairen Pharmacy, Qin Qingshan got up early and swept up the snow.

"Big brother, you got up so early today!" The person who spoke was Mu Bai's second senior brother, Qin Huairen.

"Oh, it's the second child, why do you have time to come to me today, shouldn't you stay with your brother and daughter-in-law to warm up in the bed this morning!" Qin Qingshan often looked old-fashioned, and he never thought that he would make a joke today.

Before the second brother could answer, another voice came from outside the courtyard gate: "Since the little junior brother left, the eldest brother has also learned to be funny. ”

"Huaiyi, are you itchy skin, big brother, you dare to laugh. The second child squinted and looked at the third child with a sympathetic expression.

"Alright, alright! It's just a joke, you two are taunting me. It's just that after Mu Bai left, this courtyard was also empty, and he didn't have the anger of the past, he missed it a little, his father-in-law and his old man, didn't he also tell me not to be so old-fashioned, now it seems that this kind of temperament is really not suitable for me!" Qin Qingshan shook his head helplessly as he said.

"Yes, Mu Bai has been gone for two years, and I don't know how he is doing in that immortal gate. The third sighed.

"Hey, I'm afraid that the one I miss the most belongs to my father-in-law and his old man!" the second child also shook his head and sighed at this moment, with a melancholy look.

"Hey, what are you talking about, boss, third, look what I brought you, this is my mother-in-law's specialty, donkey meat dumplings, it's a pity not to eat them." ”

"What are you talking about, the third child, go into the house quickly, and call your father-in-law to come and taste it. While commanding the third child, the eldest Qin Qingshan's hands were rubbed, as if he was looking forward to it.

The wooden door opened.

The third child shouted excitedly: "Yi..." Before he could speak, he stopped calling again and stood silently at the interrogation and waited.

At this moment, Old Man Qin was standing in the room, with his hands behind his back, facing the east wall, staring at a portrait, stunned, and the person in the portrait was Mu Bai.

I look at the flying snow like an old man, and I expect the old man to look at the snow like this!