In the depths of winter, everything is in full swing, the earth is a gray scene, this year's winter is a little arrogant, until this time, it is just a small sprinkle of a few snowflakes and hasty things. But today is obviously different, from the low and thick gray cloud, a thick depression can make people see a hint of clues, sure enough, the dark cloud can not bear the pressure of the cold, began to sprinkle snowflakes one after another, and more and more dense, there are signs of being out of control.

The north wind does not lift the ban on snowflakes, and the rain flutters on the faces of pedestrians.

At this time, a "white-headed man" in a thin robe stumbled and walked, saying that he was a white-headed man, because the snow had already stopped on his hair and eyebrows, and the sloppy beard, looking from a distance, he looked like an old man over sixty years old with white hair, but he was young after all, because he was Xie Lan. With his strong physique, even if these winds and snows were ten times larger, what was it, and from the wide sleeves of his slippery coat when he raised the altar to drink, a lifelike plum blossom bloomed on his arm, exuding a more proud chill; What's more, on his neck, a jade pendant as red as blood was also exuding a faint light. However, Xie Lan's "coldness" has nothing to do with it, his heart is like this heaven and earth, but the cold is still excessive.

The wind is sad and paints the snow, and the snow is grinning. In the long distance, the pedestrians are miserable, tired of listening to the bitter cold.

Xie Lan opened his eyes, glanced at the snow, and carried the wine jar with one hand, ready to drink it on his back, but unfortunately he couldn't pour a drop of wine, he glanced at the wine jar with his eyes, and found that there was really no wine, so he threw it away, and suddenly thought of what to do if the broken jar hurt someone, thinking of this, the spiritual power moved slightly, and the wine jar flew back, and then disappeared. How long did it take, a month? Two months? I don't remember, hehe, pain, numbness, I don't know if it's hurt too long, or drink too much, during this time, how many times have I stopped and stayed, and how many times I have been weakly stepping forward, the little sister was in Qingxuan Mountain, one by one, wandering in my heart, the love threads formed a net, strangled my heart, tightened more and more, perhaps, my heart has already been broken. What to do, oops, why am I starting to use my brain again, really, wine. It's a pity that under the spiritual awareness, there is only an empty wine jar neatly arranged in the Shattered Star Ring, as if to tell something.

Xie Lan was stunned again, when he didn't know what to do, the ghost made a miracle, and the Qingxuan True Secret flashed out in his mind, he didn't move, just stood like this, but the spiritual sense was put on the spiritual power in his body, and he entered the state of cultivation in this way.

A snow sculpture gradually took shape, and grew larger and larger, in this uncalm weather, a calm human figure was motionless, but in his calm breathing, it was not calm in his body. Or it can't be described simply as unpeaceful, because in his body, it is more than turning the river and the sea.

The six-grade spirit fruit Ye Hugo can enhance spiritual consciousness and divine thoughts, and there are seven or eight thousand years of fire, Xie Lan has eaten several in the immortal and demon secret realm, plus his cultivation is full of pain, his will is already stronger than steel, and there is also the torment and polishing in the immortal and demon secret realm, so that the scene at this time can be explained. I saw that his spiritual sense suddenly became fragmented, attached to all the spiritual power, not only including the mainstream spiritual power under the flow of Qingxuan True Technique, but also the hidden Juanjuan micro-flow contained in all the meridians and acupoints of the whole body, with his current method, and the divine thoughts into thousands of them, but these thoughts cannot be concrete, because once explored, then the mind will return to the source, and he can only think about a certain question, so his mind is now empty,

The Qingxuan True Recipe that followed the instinctive operation was like a big river at the beginning, calm but vigorous, but in the process of operation, those meridians and spiritual powers attached to the spiritual sense suddenly became restless, or they moved regularly, and actually rushed towards the track of the Qingxuan True Recipe without hesitation, so it became the current scene, the Qingxuan True Recipe ran from slow to fast, and gradually surged, becoming stronger and stronger like a sea of rivers, widening Xie Lan's strong meridians a little, and the pain in it was unbearable, It's just that Xie Lan, who was standing, frowned tightly, as if he didn't want to wake up and face something in reality, but he was bearing it like this, and the pain began to intensify little by little, but he had already become a little numb, like snow in the sky, endlessly......

Qingxuan Mountain is still a piece of birds and flowers, completely different from a place thousands of miles away, a beautiful woman in a red dress swaying by the pool, the corners of her mouth floated a faint smile, suddenly, she smiled in surprise, in an instant, the group of flowers were all lost, at the same time, under the fluctuation of the space not far from her, a man in a gray robe appeared there, his emaciated face looked extremely resolute, his eyes were not big but bright, and after the long hair of the flowing shawl, a sword hilt came out of the air, When he set his eyes on the woman in front of him, he was full of love, and in just one step, he stepped over and stood quietly in front of the woman in red.

"How are you feeling during this time?" Li Peier asked.

"It feels very good, since I was trapped in the heart of the ice by the ghost snow, under the extreme cold, I had to take the ice pith lotus I was looking for you, and after decades of hard work, I finally cultivated the Cangmu Jue to the fullest, and even the Dead Wood Zen Finger Sword has made a breakthrough, reaching the point of withering and glory, but I don't know where to get the meaning of Zen. When I returned to the mountain gate, Elder Taishang called me over, checked my physical condition and solved some hidden dangers, in addition to the problems that I have caused in the past few years because of my cultivation, Elder Taishang also answered one by one, as for the Zen of the dead wood Zen finger sword, Elder Taishang asked me to consult more Buddhist scriptures, I just went to the sect's Tibetan scripture pavilion, took the Myoho-renge-kyo Sutra and the Ranga Sutra, ready to refer to one or two. "This person is Xie Lan's second senior brother, called Xing Hai.

"That's good." Li Peier smiled lightly.

"Senior sister, you often tell me that during this time, the master has taken in another apprentice, it seems to be ...... It's called Xie Lan? Xing Hai asked uncertainly.

"Yes, why did Senior Brother ask such a question?" Li Peier asked curiously.

"That's right, during the period of time I stayed in the back mountain, Elder Taishang once received a flying sword, and the same thing in it was not trivial, and it was said to be for our junior brother. If I'm not mistaken, that flying sword is the sword of the Spirit Sword Sect, the sword of the Northern Shadow Immortal Sword. ”

Li Pei'er was also puzzled: "Why is he, no, as far as I know, when I left, Senior Brother Xie was still in the early stage of foundation building, and more than five years ago, he went down the mountain alone, but the direction was north, how could he be involved with the head of the Spirit Sword Sect?" After a pause, she seemed to think of something, and continued: "If there is really something involved, it may be that the daughter of the head of the Spirit Sword Sect, Na Lisha, has cultivated with him. ”

"Then in your opinion, what is the talent of our little junior brother?" Xing Hai asked curiously.

"It's funny to say, you know? Some interesting things happened in our Qingxuanmen's five-year competition, the little junior brother had just built the foundation and defeated the daughter of the Lingjian Gate, at that time, Nalisha was in the realm of the Great Perfection of the foundation, in fact, there were other things......" As she spoke, Li Pei'er laughed directly, and talked in detail about Xie Lan's five-year comparison.

"Our little junior brother is really simple, according to what you said, he has good qualifications, and he has been carefully trained by the Supreme Elder, it stands to reason that he should be good at entering the realm, how can I hear you say that since he built the foundation, there has been almost no progress in the past few years?"

"I don't know much about this, under the order of the Supreme Elder, it should be quite effective, I also feel strange, as for the fact that I have been in retreat and penance since then, I don't know the situation very well, but there is one thing I remember, the little junior brother's cultivation is very hard."

"Don't think about this, come, junior sister, let's have a try, let me see your progress over the years?"

"Okay, then you need to be careful." Speaking of this, the two stood on both sides and held their swords against each other.

……

The snow still did not stop, only a few breaks in between, and it seemed a little smaller, but it soon regrouped and continued to occupy the world brutally, and looked up at the thick dark clouds in the sky, which looked dark and heavy, as if carrying the cold of a winter, ready to explode completely at this time.

On the Qianmo path, a bulge has long been blown by the wind and snow without edges and corners, and from a distance, it is just a small slope with a slope that is not steep, and the wind rolls up the snow, freezing everything except themselves, including the chirping of birds in the sky in the past, the traces of pedestrians who have happened on the road, and warmth.

At this moment, a thick roar suddenly sounded in the whining wind, covering all sounds, and even the heavens and the earth moved, and the snow on the trees was even more unbearable, and they were so frightened that they fell down, and then, the small slope collapsed, and a man with a cloak and a stubble on his face looked up at the sky, and the blind and godless eyes actually had a trace of color, and I saw that he stepped on one foot, and the snow in a radius of several feet was swept away, and the body jumped up, and it actually flew up, with endless spiritual power, everywhere he went, the snowflakes retreated, Even the arrogant wind is three points weaker.

This person is Xie Lan, under the surging spiritual power in his body, he finally couldn't bear it, and began to vent, struggling in his heart for two months, his heart-wrenching liver and intestines were broken, accompanied by that roar, as if he could release one or two. He took to the air, and finally made a decision, and flew towards a large river not far away.

Above the cold river, Xie Lan stood suspended in the air, looking up at the sky, everywhere he looked was dense snowflakes, but under the operation of the spiritual power around his body, he couldn't get close to the slightest, he was in his heart, this was a kind of cold that could be seen but not felt, and the spiritual power in his body was still boiling, but he didn't stay too long, his right hand was raised, a black light flashed, and the Heavenly Punishment Sword was already in his hand, full of tears, with no heart, and one after another sword intentions were waved out under his feet.

A wisp, a wisp, the sword intent directly through the long time no river snow, instantly chiseled through the half-meter-thick ice surface, leaving a deep imprint, but not only the imprint, if you observe carefully, the imprint is connected together in a regular way, forming a word, that's right, Xie Lan with tears, with the determination to forget everything, with a sword pen, on this big river with a dense sword momentum to write the bits and pieces with the little sister, from the encounter, to acquaintance, to practice together, until the final parting, more than five years of bitter love, At this time, it has become an additive of pain, but there is an existence in the heart of the person you like, so will this fruitless lovesickness continue, the tears finally slipped down, and before they landed, they were turned into ice beads by the wind and snow dance, and finally fell into the snow and hid their figures.

Putting away the heavenly punishment, Xie Lan looked at the river surface that was still wiped by the snow without leaving a trace, his face was calm, he was angry, he suddenly raised his head and roared, his long hair was flying, and between the spiritual power agitation, only the echoes that ran through the heavens and the earth were left, as if to announce his heart: if you can't get along with each other, then you will forget about each other in the rivers and lakes.