"That was about a few thousand years ago... At that time, I was in the age of Jialing, your age. www.biquge.info I am extremely talented, extraordinary, I am the chief core disciple of the Zhenggang Sect, and I am a well-deserved genius in the entire Buddhist world. I am very proud, because I have the capital of pride, even the Buddhists in the Buddhist world have to admit that I am not worse than their Buddhas. It wasn't until that time that I met the Holy Maiden of the Holy Sound Palace, and I knocked my pride to the dust... It was a woman who was better than me in terms of appearance and talent... Her name is Qianhan..."

The young woman's voice was slow, her eyes were looking into the distance, and Bai Xue listened intently to her description, and as she described, the surrounding environment changed. It was this senior who let go of her heart and took the initiative to let Bai Xue into her heart.

The surrounding wasteland was gradually covered with a blanket of snow, and Bai Xue stood in the middle of the ice, understanding that this was the memory picture in the heart of this senior.

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"Drive!" a carriage roared across the snow, its rollers kicking up some churning snow.

"Phew~ Stop!" Suddenly, the strong groom in front of him grabbed the reins, causing the carriage to stop in the midst of its rapid advance.

"What's going on?" because of the sudden stop of the carriage, which caused the dissatisfaction of the people in the carriage.

The groom hurriedly bowed down and apologized to the master inside, even though the people inside could not see his flattering expression, he said: "Master, there is a strange woman in front of you blocking the way, and the little one has to stop. ”

"Hmph, don't you just block it and just hit it away, what are you doing with so much nonsense?"

Cold sweat immediately overflowed from the groom's forehead, obviously in the cold weather of a heavy wind and snow.

The master who spoke seemed impatient, and regardless of how the groom did not listen to him, he opened the door of the carriage after he had finished speaking, and tried to see who was so desperate as to stand in his way in front of his carriage. However, when he opened the carriage door and saw the person blocking his carriage, the anger on his face disappeared without a trace.

The wind and snow are flying, a graceful woman stands in the wind and snow, she seems to be not afraid of the cold at all, wearing a gorgeous cool red shirt, floating in the snow-white world is particularly dazzling. This woman is extremely beautiful, she has two frowning eyebrows, beautiful eyes like brilliant stars, and like a silent abyss, under which she wears a veil, and the wind and snow blow and float up, and it is difficult to hide the beauty below.

What a beautiful woman who looks like a fairy.

The owner of the carriage was a wealthy middle-aged man, who had never seen such a figure. Immediately, his eyes straightened, and he almost drooled. Strangely, the coachman did not lose his temper like this, as if he had not seen the woman's peerless appearance, and his eyes seemed to be blinded by something.

The middle-aged man's fat body hurriedly squeezed the coachman out of the carriage, jumped out of the carriage in a hurry, rubbed his hands, looked at this peerless beauty, and said: "Girl, this, what is the matter with you? Why are you standing here, it's freezing this day, you are wearing so little, don't freeze, why don't you get in my carriage, I'll give you a ride?"

Although the words are good, there is a sparkle of color and ill will in the eyes.

The woman in the redwood looked at her, obviously her eyes were flat, but she seemed to be ruthless, which made the fat man's eyes show obsession.

The woman in the red shirt was naturally not Bai Xue, but Bai Xue's figure in red was also standing on the other side, the middle-aged man couldn't see it, and the woman in the red shirt standing in front of the carriage couldn't see it. That's because Bai Xue is just a bystander, an outsider, watching all this, looking at the memory picture of that senior.

Bai Xue looked at the woman in front of the carriage with some complicated eyes, she was no stranger to that woman at all, she sighed lightly, but unfortunately only she heard it.

"Master..."

That's her master, Qianhan.

At this time, Qianhan's appearance is extremely beautiful, he is a young appearance that Bai Xue has never seen, like a rose that has just bloomed, tempting people to fall, perhaps, the disciples of the Holy Sound Palace who cultivate the Soul Sound Technique will not look bad, let alone the Holy Maiden of the Holy Sound Palace.

Qian Han looked at the rich middle-aged man: "Chen Yuanwai?" The voice was different from Bai Xue's crisp and tidy, and it seemed euphemistic and seemed to have infinite charm.

The rich man obviously didn't expect the woman to reveal his identity, but when he heard her say this, and then heard her charming voice, he felt that his body was half full, and he said: "How can the girl know my identity? If you are..."

The rich man was still chattering, and Bai Xue saw her master take out a musical instrument in his hand and slowly put it to his mouth.

This was the first time Bai Xue had seen her master's instrument. In her childhood, her master never showed it in front of her.

Every disciple of the Holy Sound Palace who cultivates the soul sound technique will have a natal instrument to accompany his growth, and generally such a musical instrument will be found and made by himself, maybe he can't make a very good spiritual weapon or immortal weapon with his own strength, but he can accompany his own growth.

But Bai Xue's Hei Xuan is an exception, it can be said that because Qianhan has high hopes for Bai Xue, the materials used to make Hei Xuan are all treasures, although the Black Xuan made in this way is good, but there are also drawbacks, that is, it is not compatible with Bai Xue enough, but this drawback no longer exists, and now she and Hei Xuan have been completely integrated.

Bai Xue looked at her master's musical instrument with a focused look in her eyes.

It was a Xun, small in appearance, with six holes, the whole Xun was dark red, and the whole Xun was covered with beautiful patterns, just like a thousand colds.

Bai Xue knew what her master Qianhan was going to do, but the man didn't.

He was still talking endlessly, until Qian Han put Xun to his mouth and played it, and the voice of Xun was simple and rich, with a hint of sadness.

When the middle-aged man's voice sounded, he was like a duck choked by the neck, and suddenly there was no sound, and then his eyes suddenly widened and bulged, and the next moment, the whole person was like a shrunken puppet, and the skin shrank to the naked eye, and after a while, the middle-aged man turned into a skin and fell to the ground, and then turned into a puddle of pus.

Qian Han stopped blowing, and in the meantime, the groom had been standing by in a daze, and now after the middle-aged man died, he drove away in a daze.

It was only a matter of a moment for this middle-aged man to turn from a big living person to blood, and this scene made others look a little frightened when they saw it, but Bai Xue stood aside and looked at it without feeling anything terrible, because she had done such a thing before.

Bai Xue saw that Qian Han paused in the wind and snow, and prepared to leave.

However, since it is a deep memory of that senior, it is clear that things are not so simple.

In the sky, a group of disciples of the Zhenggang Sect who passed through here, especially one of the beautiful women, noticed that something was wrong for the first time.

With a speed that the disciples behind her could not reach, she stopped in front of Qian Han from the distant sky extremely quickly, holding a sword with a fierce aura in her hand and pointing it at the tip of Qian Han's nose, and her voice resounded throughout the Ice and Snow Plains: "Where did the vicious demon cultivator come from!"

Bai Xue looked at this beautiful woman, and her eyes knew that this was what this senior looked like when he was young, he was really domineering and extraordinary.

"This is the beginning of the story, my first meeting with her.." The slow voice of the senior sounded in Bai Xue's ears.

[ps: Xiao popular science: Xun (xun), a wind instrument fired from clay in ancient times, round or oval, with six holes. Also known as "Tao Xun". 】