Summer goes to autumn, autumn passes the winter solstice.

In the blink of an eye, it has been almost a year since Nuomi became a disciple of Qingquan Peak. At the beginning, her life on the mountain was stumbling, which made her doubt whether she could live on the mountain gate. But after she gradually became familiar with the rules on the mountain gate and integrated into the life of Qingquan Peak, she found that her life was not so sad.

The days on Qingquan Peak can be said to be very monotonous.

Without the thrilling excitement at the beginning, the days slowly slipped between work and cultivation, and in the blink of an eye, time was already like a leaf hanging on a branch, and I don't know when it had fallen, and I couldn't pick it up again.

Glutinous rice was still thinking about what happened when she first entered the mountain gate, and suddenly came back to her senses, only to find that it was already a new year again.

The day she chased the team of the children of Qingquan Peak, it was the fifteenth day of the first month, and now it is the month of Layue.

Nuomi has not yet tried the taste of retreat and cultivation, and already feels that time flies. Those inner and outer disciples who had been living on Qingquan Peak for some years began to retreat one after another during this year. Although they don't have their own caves, they can also find a cave close to the Valley of the Dead and seal it and cultivate day and night. That's called the cold and summer, and I don't know the year, and it goes on and on.

The cultivation of glutinous rice has not changed much, it is still stopped at the second layer of the opening period, but its skills are more refined, and it can already control the first-order fourth-order high-level Yunlu Jue. Now in the entire Qingquan Peak, just in terms of cloud dew, glutinous rice is a first-class master. Except for her, there was really no one who practiced this auxiliary method so diligently.

According to the records of the jade slip, the fourth layer of Yunlu Jue is a threshold. If you pass this threshold and cultivate the Yunlu Technique to the fifth layer, this Technique will have to change a little. It is no longer a shallow drop of water that is condensed, but can control the amount of water at will, and can even drain mountains and seas. Moreover, after cultivating to the fourth layer, this Cloud Dew Recipe even has the effect of improving the level of immortal medicine. It's just that even the jade slip of the exercise is very vague, saying that there is a chance-the size of this opportunity, but no one knows.

With such a skill, glutinous rice finally began to be bitter. Occasionally, some more precious immortal medicines were planted in the mountain gate, and she would be asked to take care of them, which was naturally to give her another contribution. Even Qingming Zhenren was very surprised.

Qingming Zhenren knew the situation of glutinous rice, and never thought that glutinous rice would cultivate Yunlu Jue to such a level - there was really no one who had the patience to carefully cultivate such a method. Qingming Zhenren pulled the glutinous rice over and asked again, this time he was a little kinder, and he didn't investigate the level of the glutinous rice again, but just asked about Yun Lujue, and asked if there was a cold vine planted in the glutinous rice's body.

Seeing that Qingming Zhenren already knew about Hanteng, Nuomi simply didn't hide it, and nodded obediently. She was still hesitating to tell her about the other herbs, but Qingming Zhenren had already nodded with satisfaction, and waved her a small bottle of pills again, asking her to go back and continue her cultivation.

"That Han vine is very good for you, you should concentrate when you cultivate." When Qingming Zhenren said this, his face was stern, "There may be some difficulties or some pain when cultivating, but you have to endure it." If this exercise is refined, even your blood will be turned into an elixir. How many people are crying and wanting to soak the immortal medicine in cultivation in order to forge the tendons and veins, and now you are directly immersed in the immortal medicine from the body, but it is a rare thing, and you can't talk nonsense with others outside. ”

Nuomi still has a shadow of Han Teng in his heart, suspecting that Han Teng is a spirit sucking grass, but there is no evidence, and he doesn't dare to take it out and ask Qingming Zhenren. Qingming Zhenren said this, and she just nodded in agreement.

Soaking the body with the liquid of immortal medicine to assist in cultivation is indeed a very domineering cultivation method, which can improve one's cultivation in a short period of time. When Ye Fan was a child, it was in this way that his cultivation was a rapid progress. But whether the cold vine can play the same role in the body, the glutinous rice is not sure.

The monks above and below Qingquan Peak are already half-footed monks who have stepped into the immortal realm, and they look very lightly at such days as the New Year. That is, among the little disciples like Nuomi, who had just arrived at the mountain gate for a long time, or among the mortals who helped on the mountain, they noticed the coming of the New Year slightly.

Those who went up the mountain to help, at this time, they all had to go home for the New Year. When they went down the mountain, it was deserted. It was also a fine snowfall, and a thin layer of white accumulated on the ground, which was even more widowed.

In recent years, the Tianwu Kingdom where the Ten Thousand Swords Sect is located has been in drought for many years, and it has not rained or snowed for a long time. Now it's finally snowing in the sky, and it's not much, but it's enough to make people feel happy.

It is said that it is a good year for Ruixue, and there is a light snow in the wax moon, and the harvest of the coming year is at least somewhat guaranteed.

At the end of the year, Nuomi received a letter.

This is the first letter that Nuomi has received, but unfortunately it is no longer the neatly sealed appearance of the mountain, it is a paper bird folded with light yellow transmission rune paper. The bird had the name of glutinous rice written on it, and it staggered in the direction of Xiaoyun Peak and landed on the back of glutinous rice's hand.

"Winter has arrived, and the end of the year is approaching. Invite Taoist friends to gather at the Huixin Pavilion of Xiaoyunwu Peak at noon tomorrow. ”

The sound that came out of the transmission note sounded a kind of clarity unique to young people, and it was still unique in this cold winter, just like the cold plum of Aoxue, and it made people feel shocked when they heard it.

Nuo Mi flipped through the transmission note paper back and forth, and looked at the name written on it carefully, and it took a lot of effort to finally determine that the rune paper did not fly in the wrong place, and it should indeed have fallen into her hands. Before he was happy, a little doubt arose.

She still has a few friends on Qingquan Peak, but without Qingquan Peak, she hasn't even been to Xiaoyun Peak, let alone someone she knows there. Now that a letterhead has come from Xiaoyunwu Peak, Nuomi doesn't think that his reputation is so big that it will be heard by Xiaoyunwufeng's peers.

If this is replaced by inviting Tian Tian or inviting Lin Luo, it would be okay, and inviting her glutinous rice is really a little unreasonable.

But the transmission of the note paper is a thing, it recognizes a person, and whatever name is written on it, it will fly to someone. You may still find the wrong object at the bottom of the mountain outside, but there is only one on the top of the white paper with the words "Qingquan Peak Glutinous Rice" written in black and white, and this Qingquan Peak is called glutinous rice.

Nuomi hesitated for a long time with the transmission note paper, but this kind of thing could not be discussed by others, and finally she decided to go over first. In this cold winter, there is a lot less work on the medicine garden. Many immortal medicines can't survive the winter, and they have already been collected. The new batch was not planted. Nowadays, glutinous rice has to be taken care of every day, but it is some perennial elixir, all of which have developed root systems and have been planted for many years, and some years are older than glutinous rice, so they don't need to be taken care of at all.

Since there is more time in the day, Nuomi also plans to go to Xiaoyun Wuwu Peak to take a look, if it is really the wrong delivery of this transmission rune paper, so that the other party can know.

The means of transportation between the various immortal peaks is the Winged Tiger as usual. The Little Cloud Peak is located between Qingquan Peak and the Great Cloud Peak, and the time to go to that mountain is shorter than that to the Great Cloud Peak.

Glutinous rice originally thought that the style of Xiaoyunwufeng would be somewhat similar to that of Dayunwufeng, they were all so rough and tall. As a result, when I arrived at the place, I realized that my thoughts were not on the side at all.

Xiaoyun Mist Peak is an immortal peak that focuses on cultivating immortal methods, and in the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, Xiaoyun Mist Peak is a branch closest to the avenue of cultivating immortals. Perhaps because of this, the architectural form of Xiaoyunwu Peak is also particularly fairy. Even if a person is standing on the top of the peak, he can see that there is a fairy mist around him. This kind of fairy mist is not the haze that shrouds the sky, but a mist formed by the condensation of spiritual energy, which is shallow and shallow, so that people can feel the surging aura even between breaths on the peak.

This is undoubtedly the one with the most abundant spiritual energy among the five immortal peaks of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect.

Different from the natural height and breadth of the Big Cloud Peak, every grass and thing on the Little Cloud Peak is full of ingenuity, exquisite and elegant. Even a stone on the side of the road seems to have been studied before being placed in that place, not to mention the ingenious buildings along the way.

Huixin Pavilion is a well-known small pavilion on Xiaoyun Peak. When the glutinous rice got off the winged tiger, she asked for directions, and a monk pointed her in the direction, saying that as long as she walked all the way in that direction, she saw a lotus huā pond, and the center of the pond was the Huixin Pavilion.

Glutinous rice walked all the way, the pond saw it, and the pavilion also saw it, but I didn't see any lotus huā. At this time, it was already winter snow paving, and a thin layer of ice had formed on the water surface, and a little snow had been covered. All that was left on the water was a bare pole, a leaf with a withered vein, hanging under the fine snow.

Not to mention the lotus huā, in such a season and such a weather, even the lotus seeds have fallen, and only the poles of the pond are left, bare and hung with a little frost, standing upright on the white snow of the pond. If it was summer, it must have been a fairyland-like place, but now it is only full of depression.

There was a narrow bridge on the side of the pool, which led all the way to the pavilion in the middle of the pool. There were already a few people standing sparsely in the pavilion, as if talking to each other.

Nuomi glanced at it from a distance, but he couldn't see it clearly, only to see that there were some teenagers who were only a little older than him. (To be continued.)