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The wind and snow on the Cold Snow Peak are getting bigger and bigger, and he can barely see the road ahead, and the fire spiritual power in his body is running, and his body is finally a little warmer, in order to save spiritual power, Ye Lang will only use his spiritual power when his body is cold and almost unable to walk.

Ye Lang is now refining qi at the fifth level, and he can't resist the cold wind, he doesn't know how he carried it in his previous life, and people's survival instinct is really incomparable to ordinary people.

Except for the snow that is still snow, this is the first few days.

Can't fly with a sword, can't use the magic talisman, can only rely on his legs to step on the cold snow peak step by step, the last trace of aura in his body has been used to warm his feet an hour ago, Ye Lang wants to find a sheltered place to rest for a while, the spirit stone she has saved has long been exhausted, if she can't recover the aura, she is no different from ordinary people.

Another gust of wind and snow came towards him, and a vague figure appeared in front of him, the gray robe was in the snow, like a rock, but Ye Lang could still clearly know who it was, the hard work of many days and the lack of spiritual power in his body, the moment he saw this figure, it collapsed and dispersed.

A master was in his mouth, and before he could say it, darkness struck.

After Ye Lang lost consciousness, due to inertia, his body fell directly to the ground and rolled down the snow slope, fortunately, the place where he was not a steep cliff did not stop until he hit a tree, and the snowflakes on the branches fell one after another, burying her in it.

The figure looked at a series of changes in front of him, a little dumbfounded, shook his head helplessly, and resigned himself to digging Ye Lang out of the snowdrift, looking at the rather embarrassed girl in front of him, with a snowstorm on his head and clothes, it seemed that he had become a snowman from a distance, the blood blisters on the soles of his feet had formed blood ice, covering his shoes, his face was purple, there was no trace of temperature in his body, and there was no spiritual power in his body.

How did she climb to the Inner Peak of the Cold Snow!

In fact, from the time Ye Lang entered the range of Hanxue Peak, he found out that the reason why he didn't appear all the time was to let her retreat from the difficulty, who knows, this time is ten days, if he wasn't moved by her perseverance, he wouldn't have appeared, and when he looked closely, he found that this child was supporting his body with a strong consciousness, how could he not cherish his body like this.

The bonfire was rising, the temperature of his body returned little by little, Ye Lang regained a little consciousness, and tried to open his eyes, with a vague face in front of him.

"Master?" Ye Lang showed a hint of a smile, and his consciousness immediately collapsed, and he fell into a coma again.

"Oh? Master? The white-haired old man sat on the edge of the bed and looked at the child, with a familiar face on his sideways, his eyebrows were crooked, and he had a smile in his eyes, and a pair of peach blossom smiling eyes, which made people feel that this was a gentle and kind person.

In the first courtyard of Taishang Peak, when the head of the gate Lou Qingsu was about to meditate, he suddenly saw a snowflake falling on the window, and only the one from Hanxue Peak could come and go freely without fear of any formation, and a gray figure appeared in the room.

"Uncle Shi!" After making a junior salute, Lou Qingsu continued to ask: "Uncle Shi has something important to warn his nephew. ”

"The head of the house is not polite, the old man is here to ask for advice?"

"Uncle Shi, but it doesn't hurt to say it."

The gray figure left a jade slip, and the figure melted into the air, it turned out to be a wisp of divine consciousness, and the body had never appeared at all.

Lou Qingsu took the jade slip and invaded his divine sense to investigate what was said inside.

Since three years ago, when he came out of the Cold Snow Peak, this uncle ancestor has never appeared within the twelve peaks, I heard that the master once mentioned this master uncle ancestor, although the cultivation is only revealed to the god stage, but I don't know how many years he has lived, the longevity of the monk in the god transformation period is only two thousand years, and he has already been more than two thousand years.

The Zixiao faction is named after the Zhenpai sword Zixiao Sword, I heard that 10,000 years ago, it should have been an easy thing to cultivate, and after turning into a god, you can survive the heavenly tribulation and enter the Mahayana period and ascend to the upper realm in one fell swoop, but I don't know why it became the current state later, but there is a terrifying rumor circulating in the Yuan Infant Period.

10,000 years ago, for some reason, overnight, the aura was chaotic, the red moon suddenly appeared, and the heavens and the earth fell into darkness.

And the darkness of the Nine Domains for I don't know how long it lasted, when the clarity was restored, all the people above the Dao in the Transformation Period were killed, the blood stained the land red, the aura of heaven and earth was also plundered, everything turned into dust, and the once gorgeous Nine Domains became a barren land.

After five thousand years of cultivation, the Nine Domains recovered a little, but the ancient Taoist system and culture have disappeared, and there is no record of that accident, until five thousand years ago, the ancestor of the Zixiao faction, who did not know the source, seemed to fall from the sky, holding a Zixiao sword, the founding faction of the mountain established the prosperity of Zixiao for five thousand years, guarding the tranquility of Qingzhou.

Then the ancestor of the mountain disappeared, and before disappearing, he left the position of head to his disciples, and the Zixiao Sword was sealed in the Cold Snow Peak, until the appearance of the sword-wielding elder, the sword-wielding elder who lived on the Hanxue Peak, no one knew the origin, no one knew his name, and took the token of the Zixiao Ancestor, with the capital of the god transformation period, and stationed in the Hanxue Peak.

became the guardian behind Zixiao, and now the jade slip he left behind is just to inquire about all the news of a new disciple three years ago, among which the object that has been identified is still the outer disciple of the Four Spirit Roots, and the little girl of the Heavenly Spirit Root who has always been favored has not been mentioned at all.

Lou Qingsu didn't understand Han Xuefeng's intentions a little, but he still followed his meaning and investigated all the things behind the new disciple, after all, if it wasn't for that person's early warning three years ago, the matter of the demon cultivator mixing into Qingzhou would not have been discovered.

Thinking of the benefits he had received from the Demon Cultivator, Lou Qingsu felt that that he definitely did not mean what he meant on the surface.

As a result, the information of the new disciples was all investigated within a day, and even the situation in the secular world was sent to the most elite disciples of the Hidden Sword Peak to find out.

"I see" after receiving the news, the old man in gray clothes, standing in the snow, watching the snowflakes falling, there is no same snowflake in the world, people have their own lives, if a person's life is the same as another person, they will repel each other, and they will also absorb each other's fortune, only one strong and one weak, the ending of the two flowers is not necessarily brilliant, most of them are still a decay and a flawless.

Since the fate of Ye Lang and Bai Ningxue is recognized as one, there must be an inseparable fate between the two, and Ye Lang, who is regarded as a stand-in, has achieved the glory of Bai Ningxue.

"Master!" Ye Lang exclaimed in surprise when he came to his senses completely.

What came into view was an empty cave, except for the stove on the ground and a trace of temperature, the surroundings were silent and deserted, there was no figure that thought about day and night, is it an illusion Ye Lang closed his eyes and put away all the emotions in his eyes.

A cool breeze blew at the entrance of the cave, and a person with wind and snow came from outside, and when he saw that Ye Lang had woken up, he smiled and said, "The girl can really sleep." ”

Hearing the familiar voice, Ye Lang was afraid that he was dreaming, and he didn't dare to raise his head for a long time, afraid that what he touched was a piece of nothingness, and tears dripped down his clothes, forming a small tear stain.

A pair of cool hands touched his head.

Ye Lang raised his head, his red eyes looked straight at the visitor, familiar eyes, familiar faces, familiar breaths, and tears flowed even more fiercely.

The person who feels guilty day and night appears in front of him, alive in front of him, not the old man who has gone crazy, nor the deep white bones after waking up, you are alive, it's good.

"Why are you crying, the old man won't comfort the little girl." The old man was kind, and learned about her life experience from Lou Qingsu, although it was not comprehensive enough, but it was enough.

"Master......" The vague words were on the tip of her tongue, Ye Lang was afraid to say it herself, what would happen if she told Shizun about her previous life, now they just don't know each other, it's just a relationship with the same door, if she doesn't believe it, the ending will be even more ugly, she doesn't dare to bet.

Wiping away his tears, Ye Lang showed a weak smile: "Thank you seniors for your concern, juniors just for their own escape, crying with joy, thank you seniors for saving their lives." ”