"Recently, there have always been people saying that something big is going to happen in the cultivation realm." Feng Ning paused for a moment, "Do you know what's going on?" ”

"Ancestor's immortal weapon, do you know?" Chu Lan stood in front of the window, and the snow light reflected on his face, making his resolute face look even more strict.

"Yes." Feng Ning recalled the tattoo on Yu Changshu's body, and his face suddenly became a little hot, "What does this have to do with Master?" ”

Chu Lan exerted his strength, and the hand holding the spirit sword made a gurgling sound.

"What's wrong?" Feng Ning raised his hand and patted Chu Lan's arm, "With a murderous look, who messed with you?" ”

"Nope." Chu Lan tried to calm his mood, and his arms relaxed, "I just remembered something." ”

"What's the matter?" Feng Ning raised his brow.

Chu Lan is the same as her, although he is only a Yuan Infant cultivator, his Dao heart has always been very firm. It must be not easy to make his mood fluctuate so much.

"Nothing." Chu Lan turned his head out the window, "The immortal weapon cast by the ancestor is actually not an immortal weapon. ”

"What's that?" Feng Ning's curiosity was hooked, and he didn't notice that the building was so crooked.

"Containers." Chu Lan's voice was low, his expression was light, and he couldn't see joy, anger, sorrow, or joy, "The immortal power of the ancestor above the ninth layer is all in the four immortal weapons, it is more appropriate to say that it is an immortal weapon, it is better to say that it is a container." ”

"When you left the Lingshan Sect, I, my father, and the head of the Tianshan Mountains went to the Heavenly Witch Valley in the west and retrieved an immortal weapon."

"Heavenly Witch Valley?" Feng Ning couldn't help but raise his voice, "Why didn't I meet you all the way?" ”

"That's not the point." Chu Lan's brows slowly frowned, and he knew that Feng Ning would ask this question.

"What's the point?" Feng Ning asked.

"The point is on the Ancestor's immortal weapon, why is it stored elsewhere." Chu Lan really wanted to pull Feng Ning's head open to see what she was inside.

"If the immortal power is stored in the immortal weapon, it can already avoid the rules of the Heavenly Dao, why not put the immortal weapon by your side." Chu Lan took a breath.

"Think about it, would you put your most important things in a place that you can't control?"

Chu Lan's eyes glowed with a sharp light, like a fierce beast ready to attack.

Feng Ning was stabbed by his eyes, "I believe in Master, Master does this for a reason." ”

Chu Lan drew the spirit sword.

The light reflected on the blade of the sword shone on Feng Ning's eyes, and Feng Ning reacted instantly, and a pure heart talisman smashed towards Chu Lan.

Slightly distressed, afraid that someone would always come to her dreams, in Yu Changshu's treasury, it took a long time to find the spirit rune.

When Chu Lan came into contact with the Pure Heart Talisman, he came to his senses, recalling what he had just said and the action of drawing his sword, and fear gradually spread from the bottom of his heart, and finally spread all over his body.

In the cultivation realm, even if the cultivation is higher than him, there is someone who can't control his mind lightly, and can do this kind of chengdù, I'm afraid he won't be light, and he will be scared away by a pure heart talisman

"Are you alright?" Feng Ning looked at Chu Lan worriedly.

"It's fine." Chu Lan smiled and put his spirit sword back into the storage bag, "I may have been too busy recently, and I didn't even know that I was cursed, didn't scare you, right?" ”

"It's okay." Feng Ning shook his lips, "If you have something, you must sue me." ”

Feng Ning looked out the window, the light had dimmed, the eyesight of the cultivators was very good, many people did not have the habit of lighting the lamp at night, and at night, only a few peaks were lit.

"It's not early, I'll go back first." Feng Ning clapped his hands and stood up.

"Feng Ning" Chu Lan stopped Feng Ning, there was worry, reluctance, sadness, and contradictions in his voice, which contained too much information.

Feng Ning turned his head to look at Chu Lan.

The two of them stood silently, the snow falling to their shoulders, slowly their hair covered white, and Feng Ning sneezed.

"You go back first, I won't send you." Chu Lan used her spiritual power to blow away the snow on Feng Ning's body, and her gentle movements were unusually cold.

Feng Ning nodded, and sacrificed the Broken Mind Sword.

"I'm sorry"

The low voice floated to Feng Ning's ears, scratching in her heart, Feng Ning paused in mid-air, and couldn't help but turn around, Chu Lan's figure was long gone.

Did you just have auditory hallucinations? Feng Ning shook his head and flew towards the Imperial Mountain Peak.

"Master?" Back at the peak of Yushan, Feng Ning saw Yu Changshu standing on the top of the peak.

The spiritual power swirled into a stream of air around him, forming a vacuum belt around him, and the flying snowflakes, like deadly moths, turned into nothingness when they pounced on it, leaving not even a single drop of water.

"I'm back." Yu Changshu's distant appearance was like a god, and because of his words, he smiled softly, and became kind again.

A trace of warmth rose in Feng Ning's heart, and the corners of his mouth opened a big arc, "Master, what are you looking at?" ”

"Look at the stars." Yu Changshu seemed to see through Feng Ning's thoughts, and turned his head to look at her, "Although the star is obscured, it still exists, and it will not change its orbit because it can't be seen." ”

Feng Ning raised her head and looked at the night sky, except for the snowflakes, it was darkness, if it wasn't for Yu Changshu mentioning it, she would have almost forgotten that she and the fog had seen a meteor shower

Yu Changshu is not a person, he will do superfluous things, and he will not blindly believe in any Taoism, is it really as the fog breath said, the killing is about to sweep away?

Feng Ning gripped the Broken Mind Sword tightly with his hand, and his back was covered with cold sweat.

Yu Changshu opened his arms and surrounded Feng Ning, "Scared? ”

"Let's go back." Holding Feng Ning's hand, he walked back.

"Don't you see it?" Feng Ning came back to his senses.

Although she couldn't understand it, she thought that Yu Chang Shu would take a look at it, and she wouldn't fail to tell herself.

"It's okay not to look at it." Yu Changshu held Feng Ning's hand, and the temperature of his palm was transmitted to Feng Ning's body, "rest assured"

"Hmm." Feng Ning's voice was soft and firm.

It's like clear spring water, which makes the listener feel good and feel trusted wholeheartedly.

The cold wind was whistling between the heavens and the earth, mixed with snow blocks, and the face was painful.

But with Yu Changshu, he will never worry about this, and he will always have the most comfortable temperature around him.

The snowy night is dark, and the sound of a strong heartbeat can be heard in the ears.

The next day, it was just dawning.

Yu Changshu sat up on the bed and looked at the person lying beside him.

Gently pulling away the quilt covering her face, revealing a flushed face that looks like a red apple, making people want to bite it.

Then, Yu Changshu buried his head and gnawed on it, biting gently, unusually gentle.

"Blackie, don't make trouble." Feng Ning felt like a dog he had before, licking his face.