It's the time of year when the city is full of black silk, and every young girl is eager to take off all her clothes, as if only then can summer be cooler.

"Summer is so nice." Almost all the lads will let out such a feeling.

Passers-by on both sides of the road stopped their hurried footsteps, and their eyes focused on a middle-aged man. I saw that the middle-aged man was wearing a green shirt dressed in ancient fashion, and he was carrying a long bag behind him. Wherever he passed, the leaves brushed and floated gently with his footsteps, making people feel only a burst of coolness.

"This person is sick, he wears so much on a hot day, and he won't suffocate him to death."

"Probably not, you look at what he's wearing, he should be an actor."

People talk about it, and the middle-aged man is not shocked, as if the world is out of place with him.

The snow water of the Tianshan Mountains began to melt slowly, knocking on the ground of the stone cave bit by bit. Listen only to the sound of "ding", the sound of iron and stone striking. Huo, the man who was sitting cross-legged, got up and stretched. Strange to say, the water dripping from the slit hit his head, but the hair was not damp at all. As the old saying goes, "the water drops the stone wears, and the rope saws the wood section", I really don't know what his head is made of.

"It's finally out of the customs, I gave my Nine Heavens Xuantie Sword to Su Hetu's kid, and the old man who killed me has no sword. It took nine hundred and eighty-one days in vain to train this ice sword. ”

"This old monk really doesn't have to be tossed, how can he say that he will die. said that he would wait for Su Hetu to become an adult and accept an apprentice, but he would take the lead, although he had entered the six realms of reincarnation, he had the opportunity early. ”

"It's time to get down the mountain." This man is Murong Tiankui, who killed the departed crow and attracted the phoenix bird.

All the beards were cut off with a sword, revealing the face of a middle-aged man. Although he looks young, he has already passed the age of sixties. I don't know what kind of magic skills I cultivate, but the more I cultivate, the younger I become.

I saw a middle-aged man with a sword on his back and forth shuttling back and forth in the stone wall of the Tianshan Mountains, as if walking on the ground. said that he was going down the mountain, but he first went to the top of the mountain, and after a while, he came to the side of Tianchi. Mist fills the surface of the lake. He just stood quietly in the middle of the heavenly pool, without any auxiliary tools, and there was a white mist next to him, like an immortal who had descended to earth.

The wind rose, and the fog on the lake was blown away little by little, and Murong Tiankui's clothes were whirring in the wind. Although it was already summer, the summit was still as cold as early winter. Dressed so thinly, how could he have a little cold consciousness.

The wind is getting stronger and stronger, gradually moving closer to the center of the lake. Ripples began to appear on the surface of the lake, which became more and more rapid, eventually forming huge waves. These waves mingle together and soar into the sky with the wind, forming a rare dragon to absorb water, and the scene is very spectacular. Murong Tiankui stood in the center of the whirlpool, waving the ice sword in his hand back and forth, but there was an artistic conception of drawing the knife to cut off the water, and the water flowed more.

Murong Tiankui swooped down the center of the whirlpool to the bottom of the lake, and as soon as he reached the center of the lake, the water column poured down like a waterfall. The water droplets scattered around seemed to be alive, slowly wriggling and approaching together, gradually forming water snakes with tails in tow. As if they were thinking, these water snakes first paused collectively for a moment, and then quickly rushed towards Murong Tiankui.

"Damn, I didn't know there was such a thing after staying in Tianshan for so long. The old man just wants to give me that precious apprentice a Tianshan Snow Lotus, is this going to die?" Murong Tiankui said to himself.

The sword in his hand was still waving back and forth, cutting off one water snake after another. Even if you are exhausted, you have to get the snow lotus, and if you miss this dragon absorption, you don't know if you will have to wait until the Year of the Monkey.

After about an hour or so, Murong Tiankui finally slashed all the water snakes under his sword. These water snakes with broken bodies gathered together little by little, and Murong Tiankui knew that the Tianshan Snow Lotus was about to form. Sure enough, after a while, a lotus platform the size of a grinding platform appeared in the center of the lake. This lotus platform is transparent throughout, and there are faint fluctuations of water in the middle. The water snakes that had been cut off and gathered together formed nine lotus seeds, which shone like crystals.

Murong Tiankui hurriedly stepped forward and picked up the lotus platform and floated towards the lake. Because he knows that if he misses the time, even if he has great ability, he will be buried underwater, and death is inevitable.

The lake was calm again, and when the fog dissipated, the afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on the lake like blood. It may be that the setting sun is making the last condolences for these water snakes who died in the line of duty.

Murong Tiankui sat by the lake and gasped for breath, and the Cold Ice Sword that he regarded as a treasure was also discarded aside. The sun was about to set, and the wisps shone on the lotus platform, and the water waves generated by the middle shock slowly turned red, like small red fish scurrying up and down.

Murong Tiankui also felt novel. "Could it be that this is the lotus platform that Guanyin Bodhisattva rode on back then, and the old man wants to sit on it to see what the difference is."

After saying that, he sat down on his own. "Ouch." As soon as his buttocks touched the lotus platform, he heard Murong Tiankui's scream before he could sit down, and he jumped three feet high with a whoosh. The nine lotus seeds produced by the water snake are steaming, and the smell of roasted meat is fragrant.

Although this lotus platform looks like an extremely cold thing, it doesn't feel like anything when there is lake water at the bottom of the lake. Who would have thought that when you sit on it, it will be as hot as freshly boiling water. It's no wonder that those as strong as Murong Tiankui can't stand it.

"It's so big, it's so hot, how am I going to take it away. If you carry it down the mountain, I'm afraid that before you can wait, you will become a whole roasted sheep. The anxious Murong Tiankui circled back and forth around the lotus platform. It suddenly occurred to me that the temperature of this lotus platform should be emitted by nine lotus seeds, and it should be enough to remove the lotus seeds.

He took the sword not far away and slashed it on the lotus platform. As soon as the cold ice sword touched the lotus platform, it was sucked by the powerful suction, and it couldn't be pulled out no matter how much it was pulled. The Cold Ice Sword was forged by Murong Tiankui with thousands of years of snow water on the top of the Heavenly Mountain and precious wooden ox light iron, and it was extremely cold. Liantai greedily absorbed the cold qi on the sword's body, and the red line of the lotus heart slowly swam towards the sword.

After a while, all the red threads on the lotus platform were transferred to the Ice Sword. The lotus platform has returned to its original crystal clear appearance, and has shrunk to the size of a palm. However, the sword ghost Murong Tiankui's cold ice sword turned red, as if it had just been taken out of the smelting furnace, exuding bursts of heat.

When the heat was exhausted, Murong Tiankui carefully took out the Cold Ice Sword and put it in his bag and carried it behind him. Picked up the Tianshan Snow Lotus and was born suddenly.

Ask the Bodhisattva why he sat upside down, only sighing that sentient beings would not turn back. A sword came from the Heavenly Mountain, despising the nine thousand nine hundred Buddhas and dragon elephants.

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