After the night, the snow was lighter, but it didn't stop completely.

Xue Qinghan sat cross-legged, and between the heaven and earth around him, the endless aura gathered like a milk swallow returning to its nest, and all of them poured into Xue Qinghan's body.

Above his body, mysterious lines can be faintly seen, flickering, flickering, flickering, inducing the aura of heaven and earth to follow the trajectory of the mystery, exuding a somewhat ethereal qi.

In the position of the snow clear cold dantian, a little light condensed into a vague portal, and in the portal, it seemed to be connected to a piece of chaos before the heaven and earth were opened. In the midst of the chaos, a lotus platform was born, emitting a hazy and sacred light.

Open source opens up the origin of life and opens up new horizons. Only when a practitioner truly opens the portal of this divine treasure in his body can he be regarded as having access to the Great Dao and detaching himself from the mundane.

As for the source power in the body, how high the divine platform can be bred depends on the individual's potential.

At this time, in the mysterious portal connecting the avenue in the Xue Qinghan Dantian, chaos was surging, and a flawless nine-story lotus platform exuded a light that pierced the chaos, as if it was the carrier of the origin of the Dao, the beginning of the avenue.

The wonderful thing is that the snow and cold Dao platform is not ordinary gold, but crystal like mutton fat and jade, reflecting a little starlight, like a galaxy shining, the Tao rhyme flows, and it is natural.

The aura on Xue Qinghan's body gradually converged, and the aura fluctuations between heaven and earth also calmed down, and when he opened his eyes, the faint starry light in his eyes lingered until it dissipated.

Standing up and stretching, Xue Qinghan turned his head and glanced at Luo Shuang, who was standing quietly not far away for some time, and shook his head with a smile.

I really don't know how this Luo Shuang cultivates, and he is now the existence of the nine-story Dao platform, but he didn't even notice when Luo Shuang arrived.

Luo Shuang was brought back from outside by Xue Qinghan's mother, who was older than Xue Qinghan, but he had always been cultivated as Xue Qinghan's swordsman. As for Luo Shuang's life experience, Xue Qinghan's mother did not tell him, and he never pursued it, and he did not want to pursue it.

Everything that is past is prologue.

It doesn't matter what kind of past she has, what kind of background she has. Xue Qinghan only knew that this girl was the one who really stayed by her side all the time, longer than her mother's company.

However, what made Dexue Qinghan more curious was that Luo Shuang's cultivation had always made Xue Qinghan unable to see through.

Moreover, Xue Qinghan heard her mother say that Luo Shuang's physique is very special, how to be specific, but because she was still young at the time, and after so many years, Xue Qinghan can't remember it.

"Luo Shuang, what are you cultivating now?"

However, the girl's clear eyes just glanced at Xue Qinghan calmly, blinked, and then ignored it.

Xue Qinghan was helpless and glanced at the sky: "You go and call Qingxuan, we should also go." ”

Luo Shuang turned to leave, and when he walked to the door, he looked back at the most familiar figure, and a subtle smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

At this moment, the voice with a smile came into my ears, and I saw that the figure that was originally facing away from the door had turned its head at some point.

"That's it, how good it is to smile, Luo Shuang, you don't know, you look very good when you smile, just like the snow lotus on the iceberg, dust-free, and like the clear moon ......"

Before Xue Qinghan finished speaking, the white shadow had turned into an afterimage, and disappeared into Xue Qinghan's field of vision in an instant.

The Snow King's Mansion stands in the Snow King's City, the sacred city named after the Snow King, and its name has already shown its status, the real center of power in the north of the empire, and the most prosperous place.

Shaking and looking at the sky, I saw that in that land shrouded in wind and snow, the aura was rushing into the sky, deriving all kinds of different phases, and the aura of the avenue was permeated.

A few kilometers outside the Snow King City, in the white-dyed mountain forest, three figures walked forward, however, the place where the three of them walked, on the snow half a foot deep, only left extremely light footprints, stepping on the snow almost without a trace.

However, in the snow forest not far behind the three of them, above the endless white, there was a bright red at this time, and several corpses were buried in the snow.

"Hehe, what a passion, before I got home, someone was already waiting for me from a few kilometers away, but I don't know if it was my two brothers or the elders in the family, or anyone else. ”

Xue Qinghan looked in the direction of Snow King City, his eyes were deep and his smile was playful.

Beside Xue Qinghan, Luo Shuang's face was calm, and on the long sword in his hand, the remaining blood dripped, and the sword was put into the sheath.

"Second brother~"

"It's none of your business, don't worry. Seeing that Xue Qingxuan's eyes looked at her with some hesitation, Xue Qinghan stretched out her hand and touched the girl's hair, and said softly.

Xue Qingxuan breathed a sigh of relief when she heard Xue Qinghan's words, but she immediately thought of something, and a trace of worry flashed in her eyes.

Although she is close to Xue Qinghan, what about her half-brother and half-brother? Will they stand on opposite sides in the future? If that time comes, what will she do?

A few miles away was not far for Xue Qinghan and his party, and it didn't take long for the three of them to step into the Snow King City.

The Snow King's Mansion is located in the very center of the Snow King City, and it is also the hub of this spiritual vein, which is magnificent and occupies an extremely large area.

When Xue Qinghan and the three of them arrived in front of the Snow King's Mansion, there were already people waiting here.

"See the second son, the fourth lady. ”

"See the second son, the fourth lady. ”

I saw a burly old man with gray hair standing in front of the door, bowing slightly at this time. Behind him, the palace guard fell to one knee.

"Uncle Song, I didn't expect you to greet us, by the way, my father, the second brother finally came back once, why didn't you see others?" Before Xue Qinghan could speak, Xue Qingxuan, who was beside him, ran over, took the old man's arm, and smiled. However, when she saw that there were only two of them here, Xue Qingxuan wrinkled her nose and asked dissatisfiedly.

"Miss, the prince is in retreat and has never left the customs, so he ordered me to come and pick you up. ”

"But ......"

"Oh, by the way, the third lady told me to inform the young lady when I saw her, and the third lady also asked about the whereabouts of the young lady before. The two said with a smile.

As soon as Xue Qingxuan heard this, she muttered a few words dissatisfiedly, but she quietly hid behind Xue Qinghan, but she ran out secretly.

"Uncle Song. ”

Xue Qinghan also called Uncle Song, the old man in front of him is the steward of the Snow King's Mansion, and he is also presiding over the trivial affairs in the mansion on weekdays. I heard that he has followed Xue Qinghan's father Snow King all the way since the beginning, and he is also the most trusted person of the Snow King, although he is in charge, but he is treated as a brother, so several children of the Snow King are generally not called in charge, but called an uncle.

Hearing Xue Qinghan's salutation, Steward Song had a smile on his face, and looked at the young man in front of him, with some emotion. I haven't seen him for a few years, and he is no longer just a playful and stubborn teenager, and he has matured a lot.

For him, he has been following the Snow King for hundreds of years, born and died, and now he has no wife and no daughters, the Snow King's children, but he has watched them grow up, and even his understanding of these Snow King's children is more than that of the Snow King as a father.

"It's good to come back, it's good to come back, I haven't been back for eight years, the prince should be out of the customs after a while, he will be very happy to see you." ”

looked at the handsome face in front of him, which really looked like his mother.

The four of them walked into the mansion, and the second son of the Snow King's Mansion returned to the Snow King's Mansion after eight years, which did not cause any waves, and only Steward Song welcomed the second son back to the house. But it's normal, the Snow King is in retreat all year round, and Xue Qinghan's mother has passed away many years ago.

Fengyue Xuan is where Xue Qinghan's mother used to live, after Xue Qinghan's mother passed away, Xue Qinghan has also been practicing in Taixuan Sect, this small courtyard has been vacant, but the servants are cleaning every day, and everything remains the same.

Xue Qinghan stood in the attic, looking at the familiar and unfamiliar courtyard, and was a little distracted for a while.

"What's the matter?"

Coming back to his senses, Luo Shuang stood quietly behind him, and Xue Qinghan turned around and asked.

Luo Shuang took out a blood-red jade talisman and handed it to Xue Qinghan: "I sent it to the steward just now, and I said that it was handed over to you by the Snow King, a coming-of-age ceremony." ”

"Oh, is it a coming-of-age ceremony? Could it be that my mother asked me to come back just for this thing?"

Xue Qinghan took the jade talisman, but the moment he started it, he felt an amazing evil aura coming from the jade talisman, with a cold breath, straight into the soul.

Xue Qinghan was shocked in his heart, and the spiritual power in his body was running, suppressing the discomfort, and carefully examining the small jade talisman in his hand.

The jade talisman is small, but the size of a palm, and its whole body is as red as blood, and it is engraved with extremely mysterious lines on its surface, revealing a sharp aura and a cold evil aura. In the jade talisman, Xue Qinghan felt a majestic power, deep and dark, but it brought people a sense of depression.

Xue Qinghan stared at the jade talisman in his hand, and a little bit of light like stars gradually appeared in his eyes, wandering and evolving, like a fight turning stars, so that Xue Qinghan's eyes had a faint hazy meaning, mysterious and demonic.

In Xue Qinghan's gaze, the mysterious lines on the jade talisman wriggled and changed, evolved and combined, and finally, the jade talisman disappeared, and in its place, a spear that seemed to be red with blood faintly emerged.

The next moment, all the illusions dissipated again, and Xue Qinghan couldn't see anything anymore, only a piece of crimson remained.

Closing his eyes and opening them again, the light in Xue Qinghan's eyes had disappeared, and his fingers unconsciously gently rubbed the jade talisman in his hand, frowning slightly.

Before her mother passed away, she had already worshiped the Taixuan Sect to practice, and at that time, she often told herself that when she became an adult, she must come back. It is precisely because of this that he is back now, but he doesn't know what kind of mystery this jade talisman has. Hey, what the man gave, don't be too disappointing, after all, it's something that my mother used to talk about.