Snowflakes are gone with the wind. They are white and pure, fluttering in the sky and dancing in the wind. A withered yellow leaf of firewood, mixed with the snow, finally fell on a young man's waterfall-like white hair.

The young man pushed open the wooden door of the earthen room, and ignored the dead leaves that had fallen on his hair, and stepped on the soft snow, and he walked to his cellar with a jar of freshly brewed plum wine.

"Brother White Night, come with us to hunt. ”

A voice sounded, and Bai Ye turned his head, it was Gu Xiaochuan and his peers, who were now holding bows and arrows and shotguns, ready to participate in the safari that began early in the morning.

"No, Xi'er, go ahead, eldest brother still wants to make wine. ”

Bai Ye smiled and shook his head, and then walked into his cellar with the wine jar that had just been smeared with mud in his hand. "Okay, let's go, go to Uncle Gu and them. ”

Bai Ye's mind moved, and a white flame burned in this dark and narrow space, illuminating his path. In this dark and narrow cellar there were two hundred and seventy jars of plum wine.

This is his accumulation in the past three months, but in his eyes, only this altar in his hand can be regarded as a real finished product. Because it was only when he made this last jar of wine that he was able to channel his emotions into these liquids.

After putting the plum wine away, the white night stood at the door of the cellar and stood for a long time. The wind ruffled his long hair and stirred his wolfskin robe, and now he looked no different from a mortal except for the characteristics of a fan's blood.

The cultivation of the first Yuanying was sealed by him on his own initiative, and although the Fan Li Demon Pill and the Emperor Killing Relic were still running, Bai Ye could no longer feel their existence.

There is also the ice bead that fuses with the butterfly egg, which is engraved with the terrifying rune of the Extreme Cold Artistic Conception, which has become silent since the last time he took the initiative to help Bai Ye destroy the entire demon wolf pack.

Together with the burning feelings in his dantian, he fell into a deep sleep. Aside from instinctively absorbing the cold between heaven and earth, it no longer has any sudden changes.

And Mo Yexue seems to sleep casually, sleeping whenever she wants, turning into a sickle, and won't wake up.

In Bai Ye's opinion, this is fine, in the Beifeng Territory, in order to compete with the awakened white-clothed immortal, she actually attracted the Ling Tian Dao mark that was left over from her previous life on the burning feeling.

His cultivation has not yet reached the point where he can drive the burning of love as he wants, and as his Dao soldier, the true power of the burning spirit is too terrifying.

That outburst was also carried out under the leadership of Mo Yexue, which hurt herself very much, and falling into a deep sleep was actually equivalent to healing.

Bai Ye stretched out his left hand to caress the silver dragon ring that was worn on his right hand. I don't know how Luo Qianying and Leng Chen are doing.........

White Night closed his eyes and stood in the midst of this world of snow and wind. A piece of silver scripture passed to his mind through his hands, which was the "Seven Thoughts of Floating Life", which was engraved in the dragon ring by Luo Qianying himself.

Feeling the meaning of the scriptures, Bai Ye's heart was filled with a strange feeling. At this moment, he had a feeling of forgetting everything, the wind, across his fingertips, the snow, falling on his body.

Who am I? Why did I come? Yu Xue came by the wind, and passed away in the world. The current white night was in this state, and he felt that he had turned into a breeze in the deep mountain tribe, blowing freely through every corner between heaven and earth.

A radius of thousands of miles, dozens of continuous mountains, intermittent deep valleys, endless glaciers, all the creatures in them, all their behaviors,

Every roar and fight of the demon beast, the growth of the plant, the breaking of the soil, and every behavior and expression of the pedestrians on the road were all watched by him.

Their way of survival, their image of death, the rules behind this, Bai Ye seems to have comprehended. The body is in harmony with the Tao, and the mind is connected with the mind.

What he didn't know was that after he entered this strange state, countless snow-white air currents, with terrifying aura, centered on his body, formed a colorless vortex, slowly moving.

"Puff ............"

On top of a towering snow-capped mountain, ten scholars sat in the snow, their hands constantly changing seals, countless pale yellow runes rising around him, circulating and evolving.

They are the people of Baishulou, entrusted by others, to get a floor tile stained with black and white blood, sit here to seal and arrange the array, and perform secret methods, but also to search for the whereabouts of the owner of this blood.

This is the eighth expedition in three months, and not far from this snowy mountain is the Great Iron City, where a tragedy occurred three months ago.

It is rumored that Mu Yu, the second son of the Great Iron City, angered a genius by flirting with a woman, and the genius was furious and wiped it out, attracting the full pursuit of the city lord's mansion, and finally the genius actually joined forces with his friends to wipe out all the pursuers, and even those who survived have become madmen.

And according to the investigation of the people in their Baishulou, the result is that this genius who has fled is very likely to be a short-lived double pupil in the Beifeng Frontier.

On that day, the heavy pupil was powerful, leading the sky to rain down angry thunder, killing all enemies, worthy of the name of the forbidden genius sealed by the golden scale. This matter has been investigated very clearly by them, and for a while, all forces want to get those legendary eyes.

Not only their client, but even the adults in their building were very interested in this and intended to search for it. But just now, the ten of them spat blood from their mouths at the same time, and they were injured beyond words.

It was an aura thousands of miles away, vast, majestic, and powerful. With just one thought, their ten disciples of the middle level of the Yuan Infant Stage of Baishulou had already been seriously injured and fell to the ground.

"The younger generation is rude, and the seniors are not strange. ”

For a moment, ten people knelt in the snow at the same time, their eyes showed fear and horror, and they endured the terrible injuries on their bodies, and at the same time transported enough of the remaining true yuan, and shouted at the northwest to show their apology.

Just a thought, the other party has already beaten ten of them to serious injuries, if they cause people to be really angry, the ten of them must not be wiped out by the thoughts of others.

In the white curtain of snow that was flying in the sky, they knelt in the snow for a long time. After a while, someone will fall to the ground from exhaustion and be buried by the wind and snow.

Maybe they will turn into frozen corpses, maybe they will survive, but they will not dare to move their bodies until they fall............

"Uh-huh........."

In the snow, the white night that had been covered in snow opened his eyes, and in just an instant, he regained his original heavy pupils, and the strange and magnificent purple-red luster flashed away, and he returned to his normal black pupils.

He had just entered that magical realm, and if it weren't for the disturbance of that powerful will, he would really have been able to stay in meditation. If that's the case, it's a bit of a problem.

With a slight tremble, Bai Ye shook off the remnants of snow on his body, and in a moment of his body, he had already come to a huge white yurt in just three breaths.

This is the custom of the Shibayama people, and when they eat, everyone eats together. Therefore, for three meals a day, everyone will gather in a dozen large yurts and have a meal together.

"Uncle Gu, what's the matter with your eyes?"

The safari party returned from outside, and at noon everyone sat together to talk about interesting stories they had encountered in the mountains. Someone saw the injury of an elder of the Gu family and couldn't help but ask.

"Haha, it's nothing, it's just a big bug. I lost an eye, and it lost its life at my hands. The elder laughed, and the only remaining eye had a smug look on it.

"Yes, yes, with the corpse of this third-order primary-level poisonous Xiang Tiger, the next year's tribute will be settled. ”

Speaking of Sui Gong, everyone was silent for a while.

"What's wrong?"

Bai Ye groaned, his eyes full of doubt and incomprehension.

"Brother Bai doesn't know, for a tribe like ours, Sui Gong is a kind of shackle........."

At night, Bai Ye looked up, wrapped in a wide wolfskin cloak, sat in front of a large bluestone in front of the earthen embryo room, and looked at the stars shining in the dark curtain of the sky, his face was contemplative.

"Ziwei, what kind of mortal do you think of?"

"Mediocrity, humility, warmth. ”

In Bai Ye's right eye, the purple figure turned around and slowly hid its figure. The white night looked at the snowflakes falling in front of him, and they fell and withered.

Like the ordinary lives of ordinary people, they are just changed in a different way, which is a cycle, and it is not a reincarnation.

Thinking of reincarnation, Bai Ye couldn't help but raise the clay bowl in his hand and take a sip of sake. It was Bing Xin's drunkenness, and before leaving, Luo Qianying gave him a lot of inventory in the dragon ring.

He was grateful, and he was glad. Without that blood oath, he was destined to perish in reincarnation, and Mo Yexue would also fall in the catastrophe of the collapse of the era.

After drinking the sake in the bowl, Shiraya smiled. Looking at the starry curtain in the distance, in the sky, the moon was the same as what he had seen in the morning dew peak.

Since his resurrection, in just over ten years, different from the fate of his previous life, in this life, he has witnessed many colds and tragedies, and has also experienced the warmth that he has been longing for in his previous life.

But he knew that only by climbing up and reaching the real peak would he have the power to look at the sky. Even if it is warm, only the strong deserve to have it, and only the strong can keep it.

Tonight's moon is exceptionally round and cold. Take a sip of Beiliang's turbid wine, take a sip of Guzan's plum wine, and take a sip of Luo Qianying's ice heart drunk, and the white night that can't get drunk anymore is drunk.

He remembered too many people, and things. He was deliberately drunk, and the old man Guzan said that if he was not completely drunk, he would not be able to appreciate the true meaning of the wine.

"Treasure ...... Bey, baby, don't cry............"

In a haze, Bai Ye hummed the children's song that Mo Qing sang when he coaxed him when he was a child, and shed a tear.

In his dantian, the ice beads and sickles trembled slightly, making an imperceptible humming sound............ Today's white night, think of people with wine, and sing to the moon.