At the beginning of autumn, the clouds are shining, the sun is lacking, and there is no rain or wind.

At the foot of the mountain, thousands of acres of Mingze will turn into an endless ice field at this time, and the pure white land is still and far away.

In a world without impurities, a three-zhang long circular ice cave is particularly conspicuous-

The lake ripples in the ice cave, immersed in the endless whirlpool of time, and everything around it is so quiet that it is about to disappear, like the blue sky overhead, so clean that it is even a little lonely.

It didn't take long for a young monk dressed in a light-colored robe to appear above the ice cave, and he swam from side to side, his thin fingers flying up and down, quickly pulling out the rumored hexagonal net directly above.

This net is like the only vertical line behind his robe, impartial.

Raise your hand and flick, the ink spreads, and the ninety-five ink line is also.

"I said that you people who play formations, do you all have obsessive-compulsive disorder?"

The voice was spoken by another young monk, who did not have a sword, but simply levitated in mid-air, occasionally stepping on his toes to borrow strength, and kept it from falling.

The monk was also dressed in a light-colored robe, but there was a fiery red falcon embroidered on the back of his robe, and his eyes were fierce and fierce. He tied his long hair into a ponytail, revealing his bright forehead, and occasionally a few bangs were blown in front of his eyes by the wind, and they were also unhurriedly brushed away. When smiling, the phoenix's eyes are slightly raised, bright as stars, and the corners of his lips are as clear as outlined.

"Shhh The nun who was above their heads reminded with her index finger in front of her mouth.

She was lying on top of the Xuantie giant sword and holding a fat sheep in her arms, and the back of the robe was embroidered with a stump, and the dragon's head was turtle-shaped, and it was eternal.

The unsworded monk took two more steps into the air, hovering beside her, staring at the clouds high above for a long time.

Unconsciously, Xianzhiyu has been in the Chongshu Pavilion for more than ten years, and after the successful foundation building six years ago, it is now the peak of the early stage of the foundation.

After signaling that the net of the ninety-five ink lines had been laid, Sansi threw the fat sheep from the giant sword, and after catching it, he shook it for a long time, and was almost smashed into the ice cave.

Glancing at the top of his head, Xingzhi continued to bind the fat sheep that was "bleating" with an ink line, slowly lowered it from the center, and finally hovered over the ice cave.

"Later, I will bother my senior brother to try his best to control the ink line. Xianzhiyu commanded softly.

Just as Xingzhi nodded, Sansi couldn't wait to poke his head out of the giant sword, "Brother Hungry, what about me?"

"Senior sister, bother, you can just watch the scenery there, good. Xianzhiyu raised his head and smiled softly.

"Brother Si, don't smile at me like this, beat you......" Sansi covered his eyes and muttered a few words before obediently retracting back.

Xianzhiyu raised his eyebrows at Xingzhi, and received a disdainful look from the other party, "You have learned badly".

Everything is ready, all that remains is patience and waiting for the fish to take the bait.

Xianzhiyu's fingers moved slightly, and the sword shadow swept over the sheep's body, cutting a small wound, and the blood flowed down the wound into the water of the ice cave, splashing extremely faint ripples.

Once again, there was a stagnation of silence, and the only thing that could be heard was the frightened cries of the fat sheep hanging in mid-air as bait.

After only half a cup of tea, a huge black shadow finally appeared on the ice in the distance, swimming quickly in the direction of the ice cave from far and near.

Xianzhiyu urged the aura of his whole body, and dozens of sword shadows appeared around him, spinning endlessly.

The second volume of the Six Lines of Heart Sword Recipes can be cultivated during the foundation building period, so that the aura is independent of the body and can be controlled, as the saying goes, "the sword is transformed by gas".

The water ripples in the ice cave rippled instantly, and in the blink of an eye, a giant fish jumped out of it, and the wind that was rolled up tore the originally quiet air strongly, and the giant fish opened its big mouth like a vicious dog, and bit the fat sheep hanging from the ink line.

Hooked!

There is a strange fish named Sushi in the northern ice plain, the fish body and the head of the dog, its sound is like a baby, and the person who hears it is crazy.

"Senior brother!" Xian Zhiyu shouted as he stepped into the air with his sword in his hand.

His long hair spread in the wind, his robe fluttered wildly, and he dodged the fishtail's first attack, urging the sword shadow to stab at the most vulnerable place under the fish's fins—

The sound of the blade cutting through the belly of the fish was as light as the golden light of the morning sun piercing through the mist.

Sushi Hustle was in pain and struggled vigorously, but his body was bound by a large net woven by the ninety-five ink threads, and he couldn't move.

Xingzhi raised his hand and flicked it, the ink scattered, and the long thread wrapped around the dog's jaw several times, and then urged the flying sword under his feet, dragging the sushi clamor higher into the air.

Just when the two thought they were about to succeed, a baby's cry was heard so loudly that it almost burst everyone's eardrums.

The three people who were hovering in the air with their spiritual power were all distracted and almost wanted to fall.

"Quickly close the divine sense!" Xian Zhiyu hurriedly stabilized his body and transmitted the sound into the secret, swept through Xingzhi and Sansi like a dragonfly, lifted the two of them up, and urged the flying sword to wrap around the ink line to prevent the Sushi Hustle from falling into the water again.

No, Sushi's mouth has been entangled, and the baby's cry did not come from its mouth, where is it?

Quickly sweeping the body of the giant fish in front of him, Xianzhiyu finally stopped his gaze on an arched red spine on the fish's back.

Then he raised his sword and pierced it from the top, and tore it down with all his might—

The red "spine" writhed violently like a living thing, especially the tail, and although it could not be heard, it was visible to the naked eye that its vibration was even more violent.

It turned out to be a symbiotic beast of the squirrel, a baby crying snake.

This snake is toothless and non-venomous, but it has a tail ring on its tail, which can send out a baby's cry, attack the enemy's consciousness, and allow the host to prey on the enemy, so that it can obtain nutrients from the esophagus on its back.

Seeing that it was exposed, the baby snake quickly writhed and tried to break free from the island and escape, but was lightly slashed by the latter's backhand, and the instantly shattered meat crumbs spun everywhere, and finally scattered into the ice cave.

When I reopened my senses, the previous cry echoed in my ears.

At this moment, Sushi Huan had already broken free of the ink line and plunged headlong into the ice cave.

It was still biting the ink line on the fat sheep's body. The line reminded Xianzhiyu, but the sushi swam extremely fast after the hustle and bustle, and even though his hands had been drawn with blood from the ink line, he still couldn't hold a point at all.

Seeing that many days of preparation were about to come to an end, a voice suddenly came from overhead.

"Brother Dasi, Brother Hungry, quickly retreat. ”

I saw her hovering in mid-air, holding the Xuantie giant sword to the top of her head, and began to chant words in her mouth, as if she was condensing spiritual power.

"It's thundering, it's raining, it's getting clothes. Xingzhi shouted faintly.

"Haha, senior brother, don't make trouble, hurry up and get out of the way. Xianzhiyu grabbed him by the collar and dragged him upside down a few feet away.

With a loud shout, Sansi swung his giant sword at the rapidly moving black shadow on the ice.

With the momentum of overwhelming the mountains and the sea, the ice in front of her was shattered, and the lake under the ice suddenly splashed into the sky, and then returned with great affection, which contributed to a downpour.

Sansi shook his wet hair like a little beast, and finally smiled brightly, "You have asked me to come a long time ago." ”

Looking at this mess, Xianzhiyu smacked his tongue.

The sight was full of stunned and tumbled fish, and Xingzhi picked up some prepared to feast his tongue, and walked half a mile, and finally saw the lifeless sushi hustle.

The three of them divided all kinds of rare materials on this beast's body, led by Neidan, and what Xianzhiyu needed most was the most magical casting material born in its womb - Moon Xuan Essence.

When he first arrived at the foundation building, he decided to cast a natal sword for him personally, as a gift for him to officially become a sword cultivator in the Chongshu Pavilion;

Xian Zhiyu stroked the unrefined Yuexuan essence in his hand, couldn't suppress the joy in his heart, and finally waited for this moment. Almost as soon as the foundation was successfully built, he decided to leave the Chongshu Pavilion for a while and travel around, with only one purpose.

Find Qin Yanxiu.

No matter where he is.

Seeing Xianzhiyu with such an expression, Xingzhi and Sansi looked at each other for a while, pushed each other for a long time, and finally asked by Xingzhi:

"Is the junior brother going to find your important friend?"

"It turns out that my expression is so obvious," Xianzhiyu nodded and smiled bitterly, "That's right." ”

I thought that people were the most forgetful, but only this matter was washed away by time and became clearer.

"Before leaving, can I ask you for something?" Xingzhi continued, "The dispute between the nine gates in Luoyao Valley is about to begin, and there were no foundation building disciples in this sect before, but now there are three more at once, and Master said that we must go and let the people who look down on our Chongshu Pavilion take a look." ”

Sansi also nodded, "And there will be many, many other disciples in the foundation building period by the fourth candidate, maybe someone will have seen your friend, and Brother Dasi and I will help you inquire." ”

"What are you two talking about...... Xianzhiyu stretched out his arms, one on each side, and encircled the two of them into his arms, "Nine Gate Controversy?

Back then, he had heard about the nine sects of Luoyao Valley in the Lai Sect, the core disciples of the nine sects during the foundation building period gathered together, and there were scattered cultivators from all over the country, and the masters were like clouds; maybe he could see the old friends of Helai Mountain, with their cultivation speed, they should have already reached the foundation building, Su Jibai and Su Ningru, Feng Zhufeng didn't know if they were okay after the great change.

Just when Xianzhiyu was distracted, he didn't realize that he was about to break the breath of the two people in his arms.

"Ahem, because I know that you are the kind of person who will not change what you decide, and I am afraid that I will suddenly disrupt your plan, so I discussed it with you, not a raw part. Xingzhi explained while being in a good mood.

It turns out that they will take care of their feelings carefully every time, consider their own thoughts, and there is a warm current in the bottom of Xianzhiyu's heart, which is the feeling of having a home and a family.

"Ah, it's snowing. Sansi exclaimed.

The three brothers and sisters all carried the fish on their backs and fled to the door.

The snow fell earlier than usual, and the snow-white color of the filth gradually fell from the dome and melted into the forehead of Xianzhiyu.

Every time he saw such a snowy scene, he couldn't help but recall the small courtyard of Floating Kite Peak at that time, and he made a wish to someone to become stronger in the same snow.

Today, he has become stronger.

But the person who heard him say this at that time was no longer around.

Qin Yan Xiu.

The frost was heavy in the middle of the night, in such a snowy weather.

Who's going to warm you?