At the top of Changbai Mountain, there is snow all year round, and the cold wind is biting, if you are not a monk, if you stay here for a long time, you must be stiff, your limbs cannot move, and you may have to worry about your life. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The snow stretched, a burst of coolness blowing, and the three of them were pestle on the top of Changbai Mountain at the moment, and they didn't seem to be afraid of the cold at all.

"Uncle Shi, this is absolutely impossible, I don't think the master will allow it, not to mention that my heart is undecided, and I am not qualified to inherit the position of the head of the family." Mo Feng decisively refused, his face was very firm.

Yu Zhongxian raised his right hand, his expression was flat, he lowered his eyes and pondered for a moment, and after putting down his right hand, he sighed and said: "The goodness is like water and let Fang Yuan, senior brother told me that he has pursued the highest state of the Tao all his life, but it was not until the end that he realized that what he wanted to pursue was actually just the release of the soul, Xian'er, Feng'er, you must remember that moving with your heart and sending it at will is the highest state of the Dao." ”

Changxian and Mo Feng muttered a few words to themselves, then bowed their heads and said, "Got it, master/uncle." ”

"Go back, Xian'er, believe him, he will come back safely." Yu Zhongxian looked into the distance with heavy snow and said lightly.

Changxian somehow, listening to Yu Zhongxian say this, it seemed that his heart suddenly warmed, and he was no longer worried, but he still couldn't help but miss it in his heart, so he pursed his lips, nodded lightly, and left with Yu Zhongxian.

Mo Feng was stunned, staying at the top of the mountain, his heart continued to climb as if it was being burned, his cold eyes stared straight at the direction where Yuzhong Immortal and Changxian were far away, and said in a heavy tone: "Don't worry, he will never come back." ”

Then he faded into the snow, as if he had never existed.

The jungle of the Shi tribe is eerie and terrifying, thick fog is filled, few people move, and occasionally the low roar of some wild beast can be heard, which is terrifying.

Suddenly, a black shadow shuttled quickly, and after a while, he came to a swamp, stopped, seemed to find something, observed the surroundings, and sure enough, after a while, dozens of people slowly walked out of the dense jungle, all dressed strangely, holding contradictions in their hands, staring at the black shadow with a vigilant face, until they were ten steps away from the black shadow, they stopped moving forward, but the body did not relax their vigilance at all.

The black shadow did not seem to be alarmed, but remained motionless in place, looking straight ahead, until in the middle of the night, someone could not bear it anymore and said, "Who are you?" What are you doing here? ”

He snorted and said, "What about your patriarch?" ”

Obviously, they were all members of the Shi tribe, they were fond of killing, they did not like contact with outsiders, and most importantly, they believed that the only way to appease the souls of the dead was to perform a memorial ceremony after death.

They looked at each other and whispered. Suddenly everyone looked at him suspiciously, and continued to talk to each other, until a footstep gradually sounded, and their voices stopped, and they bowed their heads and stood respectfully to the side.

"Who is Your Excellency? What's the matter with me? A man walked out directly in front of him, with a pestle in front of him, tall and mighty, with a beard on his face, a fierce face, and a look of wanting to kill, it was the patriarch of the Shi clan.

The black shadow under the black robe said lightly: "The scepter is here with you?" ”

The patriarch of the Shi clan was taken aback, his face changed suddenly, and he said, "You, how do you know? ”

"Hmph, hand it over, lest I do it." The black shadow disagreed, and said coldly.

Of course, the patriarch of the Shi clan refused, and immediately snorted coldly: "Dream, let me send you to hell, you will know how inadequate you are." ”

As soon as the words fell, he immediately took a step forward, raised his right fist, and suddenly the fist seemed to flash with a faint yellow glow, as colorless as earth, but it was particularly dazzling in the dark.

The black shadow snorted coldly in disdain, stretched out a palm, and seemed to mumble something in his mouth, and immediately took the punch of the patriarch of the Shi clan hard, and it seemed that it didn't take any effort at all, which made him can't help but be shocked, not to mention the clansmen below, who were already panicking.

"W-how is this possible?" The patriarch of the Shi clan couldn't help but be stunned and said.

Unwilling to accept the facts, he chose to continue to exert more force, but no matter how hard he tried, the final result was still the same, unable to break through his right hand, and he couldn't even get through a gap.

"Don't waste your efforts, you're not my opponent, just hand over the scepter, maybe I'll spare your life." He was about to move under the dark shadow, and mocked.

The patriarch of the Shi clan turned red, and his muscular right arm burst out with green tendons at this moment, and it was still the same result, facing a person who was shorter than him and looked much thinner than him, he couldn't even hurt a single hair, how could he endure it, and how could he withstand such a blow.

But the facts are in front of you!

Perhaps this is what is called, people cannot be seen, and the sea cannot be measured.

The black shadow didn't want to play with him anymore, or rather, he had lost his patience, so the cold eyes under his black robe seemed to turn red, and with a hard grasp, the patriarch of the Shi clan turned blue in an instant, screaming like a pig, and the bones of his entire right arm were shattered, which was terrifying.

"Okay, tell me where it is?" The black shadow walked towards him step by step, and seeing that he was about to reach the front, the patriarch of the scholar clan looked at him with fear, slowly raised his hand, pointed to the right, and said, "In the altar over there." ”

The black shadow looked in the direction of his finger, smiled, and said sideways, "It would have been fine if you said no." After saying that, the figure flashed and disappeared from the spot.

The patriarch of the Shi clan stared coldly, but the pain was unbearable for a while, he was helped away by the clansmen, and said to the clansmen when he left: "You have to leave as soon as possible with the scepter, he will come back, this thing is related to the common people in the world, if that thing is born, I am afraid that there will be a catastrophe in this world." ”

The rest of the clan nodded cautiously when they heard this, and finally disappeared into the jungle, as if everything that had just happened was just a dream, and only a slight cold wind blew and danced.

Inside the Xianqiong Pavilion.

The snowflakes continued throughout the night.

Long slender snow night sword practice, there is no one around, the sword moves with the heart, vivid, the sword dance posture is more sultry, like a fairy dancing, fascinating.

The falling flowers and flowing water are 3,000 feet, and the sword dances in the snow.

One move, one style, one smile, quiet moon, shadow in the water.

Long slender hands dance, turning into strength and sword, luck all over the body, everything is so coordinated, soft posture, perfect sword posture, as if this snow was born for her, because of her.

After a while, Changxian stopped dancing the sword, but the snow was falling bigger and bigger, as if it was endless.

She sat quietly at the entrance of the staircase in front of the door, looking up at the sky, her eyes looking deeply into the distance, her heart full of sorrow and anxiety.

Although she was convinced of Yu Zhongxian's words, she still couldn't let go of it, and she always remembered, maybe this is what people often say, think about it day and night.

"Xiaoxi, I don't know where you are now, I miss you so much." Changxian muttered to herself, and then lowered her eyes to look at the snowflakes that had just fallen in her hand, looking dazed and stunned for a while.

However, what she didn't know at this moment was that there seemed to be a figure not far away from her who was looking at her stupidly, and at the same time, there was a deep hatred in the depths of his eyes, and he swore that he would definitely let Bai Xiaoxi disappear forever and never appear again.

And this purpose, with the sudden and sudden change of the wild land, is coming.

Bai Xiaoxi and Luo Niang were walking all the way, but the journey was slow due to the assassination of the extermination, Luo Niang sometimes really wanted to leave her, but because Bai Xiaoxi insisted on taking her with her, looking for Pingkong, she reluctantly continued to let Li Gang take her.

Until they came to a small village of the Miao people, and this is also the beginning of all the roots of this wild land.