Liu Xi felt that every part of her body hurt like a pinprick, and there seemed to be a piece of thousand-year-old ice hidden in her body, which made her shiver. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

It's like accidentally falling into a frozen lake, the bottom of which is full of thorny cacti.

The water was cold, and she was covered in cactus thorns.

I want to struggle but my hands and feet are numb, I want to shout but I am speechless.

The whole world is a blank void where nothing can be seen.

There is a kind of loneliness called despair, and there is a kind of coldness called numbness.

Liu Xi suddenly felt that this feeling did not seem to be unfamiliar, and even inexplicably familiar, as if she had experienced this cold and desperate world several times.

She frowned and wondered, when was it?

Oh, I remembered.

She sneered, no, that smile wasn't even a sneer.

Rather, it is a numb, sarcastic, indifferent laugh.

Those forgotten memories are all cold smells.

Liu Xi always thought that her memory started from the Heavenly Dao Sect, that is to say, she only began to be sensible after being picked up by her master, and she began to have a memory.

But it's not.

Her memories didn't start with the Heavenly Dao Sect, but at a very early age.

The coldness and pain in her body, the desolation of a desperate situation, stimulated her long-sealed childhood time.

That self-sealed memory.

It's just that when she was the most desperate when she was a child, there was a master with fluttering sleeves and covered with oil smoke to take her away, what about the desperate situation at this time?

At this point?

Liu Xi was shocked, her stagnant and sluggish thoughts gradually turned, and those feelings of self-pity and self-pity were dispelled from her mind in an instant.

Her years of monasticism have brought her rich spiritual experience and a strong state of mind.

No matter when and where, even if it is the worst desperate situation, even if Liu Xi is seriously injured and dying.

As long as there is still a breath left, Liu Xi will regain his clarity in an instant, and then try his best to escape from danger.

This has become an instinct, an instinct that even the senior brother praises.

When the master evaluated their seven true disciples, Liu Xi's evaluation was: cunning as a fox, as clever as a rabbit, with quick wit and perseverance.

Everyone has no opinion on the first three points, only the last point, several senior brothers expressed puzzlement.

In their eyes, Liu Xi was afraid of pain and tiredness, squeamish and stingy, and refused to eat even a small loss.

It's just a spoiled little junior sister in the big sect, the flowers in the greenhouse, as soon as they see the wind, frost and rain sword, they will soon wither and wither.

How can such a headache little sister be associated with perseverance?

Master said, "Some flowers have experienced a really harsh winter, so they cherish the sunshine and rain very much. With a little sunshine and rain, they will bloom brilliantly. Because they know that the next time they see the sun, they don't know when.

The master glanced at Liu Xi pointedly, and said to the others: Some people are the same.

At that time, Liu Xi saw several senior brothers looking at her curiously, and stuck out their tongues at them, which immediately made them shake their heads like rattles.

I really can't imagine that the playful and squeamish junior sister still has the will to persevere.

You must know that Master's evaluation of each of them is not repeated, and only says the greatest good in each person.

Among the seven, only Liu Xi was evaluated for his perseverance.

In other words, among the seven people, Liu Xi surpassed the others in terms of perseverance, even their best senior brother.

Master went on to say, "If you fight with each other, your strength is stronger than Liu Xi. If it were on the battlefield, each of you would kill more enemies than Liu Xi. However, whether it is a life-and-death battle or a battlefield, if nothing else, your little junior sister will be the one who will survive to the end.

The head of the Heavenly Dao Sect has such a high evaluation of Liu Xi, which shows how amazing Liu Xi's ability is in this regard.

Why can a newborn baby lie on the cold stone slab and move slowly in the cold winter weather, just to bite the half of the steamed bun on the side of the road that is as hard as a stone?

He watched as her small red and wrinkled hands and feet had worn their flesh on the cold and hard bluestone slab, and then the blood had stained the slate red.

He watched as the rags that wrapped around her tender body were blown away by the wind, and the cold wind left a layer of chicken skin on her little red body.

He looked at her, regardless of the cold on her body, regardless of the blood on the stone slab, and no matter how weak her hands and feet swayed, all she had in her eyes was the half of the cold and hard steamed bun on the side of the road.

He watched her fall, watched her squirm and get up, again and again, and again and again.

What made him even more incomprehensible was that he had never heard her cry from beginning to end, let alone seen her tears.

How come such a small person doesn't know that it hurts, doesn't know how to be tired, and doesn't know how to cry...... Don't even know how to give up?

He has seen many babies who have been abandoned for various reasons, and if they are not adopted by well-wishers, they will die in the cold wind, crying and powerless.

In his nearly 10,000 years of monastic life, he has seen many such babies freezing to death on the side of the road.

There is only this one, she doesn't cry or make trouble, she just tries her best to grab the cold and hard steamed bun, the steamed bun that may keep her alive.

Maybe she smelled the wheat smell of steamed buns, or maybe she instinctively told her that it was food.

So she used every ounce of strength in her body to walk towards the food, refusing to waste a single ounce on useless cries.

The head of the Heavenly Dao Sect stood on the side of the road and watched for a long time, so long that he felt that even after a hundred years of retreat, he felt that it had been a long time.

He finally saw the wriggling baby crawl to the cold steamed bun, like a hungry wolf, opening its toothless mouth and biting on the steamed bun.

The gums were knocked out, and the blood in the mouth oozed out, wetting the cold and stiff steamed buns.

The baby was finally able to bite and move, eating the blood-soaked steamed buns little by little until he had eaten up half of the cold steamed buns.

She looked up at the old man who had been standing on the side of the road and had been watching her for a long time, and grinned with blood on her face.

At that moment, the head of the Heavenly Dao Sect trembled violently in his heart, and there was a fierce pain in the depths of his heart.

He finally leaned down and picked up the cold little baby girl, and from then on, the head of the Heavenly Dao Sect had one more closed disciple, and the six true disciples had one more junior sister.

Liu Xi didn't know why she remembered these things, let alone why she remembered them so clearly?

When I met Master, she was still so young that she shouldn't have remembered.

However, after unlocking the dusty memory, every scene is so clear.

Liu Xi smiled silently, fortunately, she is no longer the weak little baby girl she used to be, she is the Jindan ancestor who has cultivated for more than 500 years and is a half-step infant.

What is the dilemma?