The left deputy sat cross-legged, motionless, extremely calm, and under the calm was a turbulent undercurrent.

The extremely pure yin and cold qi eroded his meridians, fused into his bones one by one, affected his spirit, and devoured his life force.

The surrounding air was drawn by the agitated internal force, stirring up gusts of wind and surging in all directions. The extreme cold qi froze the ground a few feet around him, and ice crystals flew in the air.

The left vice leaned sometimes with a hideous face, sometimes like the old monk who had entered the meditation, and sometimes like the girl in the flower season with a happy smile, anger, grievance, and hatred showed her face in three thousand colors.

The hue is fully displayed, and the soul is returned to the inside. The left side is like an old tree in autumn, the leaves are yellow and the branches are withered, the black hair is quickly withered, the eyebrows are falling, the cheeks are withered, and the ravines are clustered, like a dry corpse that has been in the soil for many days. But the breath is long, and the blood is surging, as if entering the color world of Buddhism.

The old monk generally lasted for more than ten days in a row, and the wind and waves in the sword cave were calm.

"Immortal Elder, save him, I can't lose him, Immortal Lao, you are a living sword immortal, there must be a way, right" Yuwen Feixue knelt in front of the old man in the middle and prayed.

"I'm the only one left in the generation of our Yuwen family, this is the father of your future descendant, I won't live if he dies, Immortal Elder begs you"

The old man in white in the middle turned to face Yuwen Feixue, helped Yuwen Feixue up from the ground, wiped away her tears, turned to look at the soul tablet, and said: " The blood of the head of my Yuwen family is thin, and after the battle of the Sword Saint, it is basically passed on, to your generation, only you are a girl and your younger brother, after your younger brother died young, your father no longer has any heirs, our seven elders in order to let the head of the family continue to extinct and allow you to marry a man with a foreign surname, you also agreed to our request, a man with a foreign surname who has entered our Yuwen family tree, must not do anything against the interests of our Yuwen family, you also know, but this left deputy from the Southern Tang Dynasty is a subordinate of the Murong family, not Luo Zifeng in your mouth, Ben Sheng believes that you have also investigated his background, but you still let him enter my Yuwen family”

"Today, I can save him" The old man in white turned to look at Yuwen Feixue

"Flying Snow Xie Ancestor"

"But Luo Zifeng must pass on a boy for the family, if this boy has a talent for martial arts, then he will follow me to practice after he is eight years old, this is my condition for saving him"

"Immortal Elder, Feixue is willing" Yuwen Feixue saluted respectfully.

"Are you willing to give your life for Luo Zifeng?"

"I do"

"Feixue, you are my great-granddaughter, grandpa feels sorry for you, I don't want to see you die in front of me, and I don't want your future children to hold a grudge against me, but the rules of the family are greater than everything, and I have no choice but to do it"

"Grandpa, Feixue understands that all this is caused by Feixue, I am willing to pay such a price, Feixue hereby thanks Grandpa Tai for his accomplishment" Yuwen Feixue bowed three times and bowed nine times, turned around and knelt down to salute the remaining six old men.

"This is Du Erdan, which can transfer your vitality to Luo Zifeng, and at the same time save the life of the child in the womb, you take this Dan, and the combination of yin and yang can extend its life" The old man in white gave Du Erdan to Yuwen Feixue and led the six old men out of the hall slowly.

"Grandpa Xie"

Yuwen Feixue took Erdan, and after a while, the dantian was scorching, her face was red, and her breath was rough, she slowly untied her clothes and slowly came to Luo Zifeng's side, relieving Luo Zifeng's cold.

The old man in white came back to his senses and said with a smile, "People are old, it is easy to recall the past, Qinghe, don't blame the ancestors"

"Old Ancestor, how dare Qinghe blame you"

"Well, where did I just talk about on weekdays," the old man in white asked the black-haired old man.

"Immortal Elder, you just said that Qinghe's father wants to compete in the world," the old man in black replied respectfully.

"Qinghe, did your father mention these things to you?"

"Ancestor, my father never mentioned these things to my mother in front of me"

"Your father is a subordinate of Murong of the Southern Tang Dynasty, when the Great Song Dynasty captured the Southern Tang Dynasty and captured the Southern Tang Emperor Li Yu, Murong Xiaoxiao fled to Tai'an City under the cover of your father, Murong Xiaoxiao also brought more than 5,700 Murong Iron Cavalry, as you can see in the soul tablet, after capturing the Jiangyun Blessed Land and collecting the resources of the blessed land, my Yuwen family did not exterminate the inheritance of the Murong clan, but let go of the Murong clan, and the Murong clan who lost the Jiangyun blessed land, still did not understand the way of heaven, and resolutely participated in the change of dynasty in the next hundred years, and the Murong clan of the Southern Tang Dynasty suffered a heavy blow again, this is the origin of all this, Qinghe, do you understand”

"Qinghe understands"

"You go and rest behind the Soul Monument now, wait for your father"

"Yes, Ancestor"

Yuwen Qinghe walked behind the soul monument and saw that there were ten white jade beds, the jade beds exuded white gas, and the white gas permeated the place of the soul monument to form a white mist, as if it was the invisible power of the Jiangyun soul monument that made the white mist not cross the soul stele, and a large area of white mist was illuminated by the blue of the main hall, making this hall like a beautiful fairyland.

Yuwen Qinghe gently walked to the side of the jade bed, touched the jade bed lightly with his hand, there was no imaginary cold feeling, there was a warm feeling from the jade bed, which made the body numb for a while, and slowly lay flat on the jade bed, Yuwen Qinghe felt that the meridians of the whole body were comfortable, and the white qi seemed to wash his body through the skin, and the white mist quickly covered the whole body.

Yuwen Qinghe fell asleep unconsciously, and at this moment, there was a voice outside: "Luo Zifeng has seen the Sword Immortal Saint" Luo Zifeng arched his hand and saluted.

"Okay, you don't have to be like this, we all know what you and I think, don't pretend" The old man in white looked at Luo Zifeng with disdain.

"This is the third time you have come to the Sword Cave, and it is also the second time you have come to the Quiet Heaven Blessed Land, let you come today I think you should understand"

Luo Zifeng raised his head and said expressionlessly: "Immortal Sage, I understand"

"In three months, Qinghe can go with you to any territory infiltrated by our Yuwen family's forces, it's not that this saint doesn't believe you, but he doesn't believe in the people who play chess behind your back, whether it is Murong Xiaoxiao or Tuoba Bo, they are all ambitious, as long as you bring Qinghe back within three months, my Yuwen family will keep you and your daughter safe and secure for a lifetime."

"If you can convince Qinghe during this period, willingly practice with our seven old men, and stay with Feixue for a long time, I, Yuwen Tianxing, can assure you that no matter how many enemies and families you provoke in the future, my Yuwen family will settle it for you, and my Yuwen family can announce to the world that you are my Yuwen Luo family, and let you, an ancestorless person, enter my clan ancestral hall, how about this condition, you can consider it carefully."

"Immortal Sage, no matter what, I will persuade Qinghe to come to Jingtian and Blessed Land to practice, I am Qinghe's father, Feixue's husband, I am a man, my children and women I will protect them before I die, I promise that within three months, I will definitely hand over Qinghe and Feixue to the people of the Yuwen family"

"Are you still going to ditch the snow?"

Luo Zifeng bowed to Yuwen Tianxingxing and said: "Immortal Sage, you didn't tell me about Feixue's problem, but I already knew that I didn't want to be ashamed of her, and I couldn't be ashamed of her, I listened to Tuoba Bodao, there is a Qilian in the Tianshan Mountains, and it can be preserved for six months by people's hearts, and this Qilian can prolong life, I hope to give it a try, I will come back at the last time, whether I find Qilian or not." Please also ask the fairy elder not to tell Qinghe and Feixue, the deputy is polite."

"Since ancient times, men have been so infatuated, why should you?"

"You're gone, your world, your daughter, where are you left"

"There will be no more left-sided tilt in the world, there will only be Yuwen Feixue's Lhotze Feng, here I ask Xian Lao, can I bring my daughter back here, I think when I am not there, Feixue and Yan'er are not lonely"

"Bensheng promised you, now I grant you permission to ask Tubo for help in the secret language of the Yuwen family when you are in danger in Tubo, and the local Yuwen family forces will also give you convenience, this is the only help I can give you, you go down, and when Qinghe wakes up, you come in"

"Xie Xiansheng is complete, Zifeng retires" Luo Zifeng bowed three times and bowed nine times and left the hall

"Immortal Lao, if this Luo Zifeng really persuades Qinghe, will my Yuwen family really want to settle all the troubles for him?"

"Luo Zifeng is Qinghe's father, this person is related to Liu Yong, the person of Wenqu, his daughter will be protected whether he mentions it or not, not to mention that he has already promised him, once Qinghe returns safely, my Yuwen family will be able to reproduce a living sword immortal in the future, and become a unique one in the world to monopolize the grand occasion of the nine sword immortals in the world."

"It's really lucky, purple gas comes from the east, it's wonderful"

"On weekdays, this trip will bother you to protect Qinghe and the snow."

"Haha, big brother, when have you been so polite, today is really purple from the east, it's wonderful" The old man in black smiled

I only heard a piece of laughter coming out, masking the sound of Yuwen Qinghe's breathing.