The next day, the cultivator led the snow to be led in by Mu Beici and listened to the wind.

Material selection is the first step and the most important step in chopping the qin.

And the trees in the wind are all treasures of heaven and earth, so there is a provision of "cutting down a tree in March". Therefore, if you choose the wrong one, you will have to postpone it for another three months. In this way, there are not a few Qinmen disciples who have spent three and five years picking a piece of wood.

At noon, the sun was getting stronger in the forest, and fortunately, listening to the wind chanting the ancient trees towering to the sky, the branches were dense, and most of the scorching heat was dispersed. Fuxue looked up and asked her how to find the spirit wood.

In response to the dense bamboo and wood, the cultivator eyebrows flowed, and he said confidently: "Once upon a time, there was a qin master named Ji Kang, who once wrote "Qin Fu", which said how to choose the piano materials, according to his method, we will definitely be able to find good wood. ”

said, chanted, "But the chair is born, and the lofty mountain of the mountain is ...... Containing the mellow harmony of heaven and earth, absorbing the rest of the sun and the moon......"

Baili Fuxue finished listening to the long article, and muttered, "How can Ji Kang be as verbose as the senior brother!" Didn't he mean to say that ,—— and listen to the wind and absorb the most heaven and earth spiritual energy, the plane tree we were looking for? ”

After speaking, he raised his eyes and looked around, suddenly pointed to the southeast corner, and shouted excitedly: "Senior sister, there is the most spiritual energy!" ”

The cultivator looked at it and found that there was a mountain full of auspicious clouds, the torrent rushed, the rocks were stacked, and the cliffs were thousands of searches, and they couldn't help but be amazed, and they were impressed by the snow. So he carried him on his back, listened to his instructions, and ran towards the mountain in the clouds and mist.

Successfully arriving at the top of the mountain, the cultivators were surprised to find that this mountain bag was in the middle of the Listening Wind Cliff and the Yinfeng Cliff, which was a deep place in the valley, warm as spring, and the mountain streams were rushing to fight and echo.

As far as the eye can see, the whole mountain forest is all growing with green tung and green trees, and the phoenix is singing in the distance, just as the "Book of Songs" says: the phoenix is singing, and it is high in the high post. The sycamore is born, and the sun rises in the sun.

Relying on perception, the spiritual cultivator walked among the thousands of sycamores, looked left and right, and finally stopped.

The green tung in front of him is more than a zhang high, lush, the green leaves are singing, even the trunk is green and bright, straight up, straight into the clouds. Surrounded by Langji clusters, spring orchids, clear springs and interesting flows, colorful clouds and Huanhuan.

In terms of the age of the tree, this tree is not less than 5,000 years old, and the spirit element of heaven and earth it absorbs is very full, and the colorful auspicious clouds around it are formed by the overflowing spirit element. Xiu Ling bowed his head with satisfaction, "That's it, that's right." ”

However, Baili Fuxue hugged a nearby tree with both hands, and shouted loudly: "Senior sister, look at this one-"

The cultivator walked over quickly, looked at the touch, and looked up to probe the appearance of the branches and leaves.

As if she was worried that she didn't like it, she hugged the trunk more and more, and praised it vigorously, "Senior sister believe me, it must be the most spiritual in the wind and listening, although it is only a thousand years old, it is very talented!" I can prove it to you,——"

He patted his chest, picked a position between the two trees, sat down cross-legged, used his hands as a guide, opened the bow left and right, and urged the spirit element in his body to be released from the palm of his hand.

I saw that the big tree bumped into the spirit element of the snow and resisted it outside the branches, and the spirit yuan slowly collapsed, and then merged into the auspicious clouds and no longer breathed.

However, the small tree was constantly absorbing the spirit element, and the color of the originally young trunk gradually turned darker, and the bark became smoother and smoother, and there was a hidden silver light flowing and jumping. The branches and leaves grow slowly, and they are firm and beautiful.

The sound of the phoenix is from far and near, and the song is endless. Through the layers of branches, the cultivator saw the fire phoenix coiling in the blue sky spreading its wings, and finally stopped perched on the branch of the small tree. The phoenix tail pavilion is upside down, bright and stunning.

Good birds choose trees to perch, let alone phoenixes.

The wood of the qin, although dead is still alive, is like the nirvana of the phoenix, the paulownia wood turns into the piano and gets a new life, and because the piano master plays the piano every day and lives endlessly. Xiu Ling couldn't help but look at the snow ,—— this look, but he was startled.

In an instant, the face of the snow turned from green to pale, and from miserable white to red. His body also turned from bloated to shriveled, and then suddenly filled with roundness. His eyes were fiery red, and there were wisps of black and gray smoke.

Because he was afraid that he would go mad at every turn, the cultivator could only continue to sing to the wind for help.

Gradually, the Soul Yuan of the Snow Palm disappeared completely, and black smoke suddenly rose up. And the two green tung trees also changed suddenly.

The auspicious clouds around the tree will collapse, and the branches and leaves will die inch by inch from top to bottom, and when it reaches its roots, the tree will be completely scorched.

And although the luster of the small tree's body gradually dimmed, it was returned to its original owner, and the spirit yuan that had just been absorbed retreated towards the snow, dispersing the black qi for him. The fire phoenix also waved its wings to extinguish the strange smoke and dust that came from the invasion.

Suddenly, Baili Fuxue stood up, trembling all over, black smoke all over his body, and walked towards the tenacious and unyielding green tung tree, hugging it tightly again. And this time, it was a chokehold-like destruction.

Seeing this, Xiu Ling rushed forward and injected wisps of spiritual power into his vest, although he struggled to support it, the spiritual yuan was exhausted, but it was only a stick of incense.

Just when the oil was about to run out, a song "Pure Heart Mantra" was like a morning bell at dusk, and the macro chaos came to the face powerfully, blowing away the black smoke.

Xiu Ling and Xue both fell to the ground.

***

When he woke up, he was lying in a cave, and under him was a "bed" made of ice. Whisk Snow lay on her side, returning to her normal complexion. She tried to shake him awake, but saw a white shadow appear at the entrance of the cave.

Feng Duan Song said: "This place is the Xuan Ice Cave in the Wind Whisper, and all the caves are made of rock ice from Lianzhu Mountain Villa. ”

His palm lightly touched the ice, and a halo of light faintly surrounded his body in the snow, forming an arc of Fuxi-shaped outline, "Including the rock ice piano bed." This would help to repair his seal, but he would have to sleep here for three months before he could recover. ”

Remembering that the man had said that sealing the Heaven Opening Stone was not a long-term solution after all, the cultivator asked, "After three months, what does the master plan to do with the snow?" ”

"Unless he can destroy or transfer the Heaven Opening Stone in his body, he must not leave Fuxi." The wind slowed down, and then said in a deep voice, "You are not allowed to leave." ”

Xiu Ling teased for a long time, and finally mentioned "Xuanmo" again.

In her opinion, regardless of the virtue of Gongsun Changqin for the time being, and seeing that the world has passed him on as a god and a god, and he is the supreme of Qinmen, with his experience, he will not be believed.

Listening to her as Feng Jinge heard her, he frowned frequently, suppressed the nameless dark fire in his heart and said, "You believe in him so much? Well, the deity told you.

"Xuanmo" was originally a qin song created by Shi Kuang, and Shi Kuang's qin gate gave birth to the realm of Xuanmo because of this song, in order to test the original intention of the inner disciples.

Therefore, in order for Fuxue to enter Xuanmo, firstly, he needs to pass the inner gate assessment and become a disciple of Shikuang, and secondly, he must be able to restrain his inner demons. He has the Heaven Opening Stone in his body, and once he enters the country, the consequences are unpredictable. Moreover, this secret can no longer be preserved.

With the deity's understanding of Shi Yao, for the sake of the world, even if there is a trace of hidden danger, he will do his best to strangle it. ”

Saying this, Xiu Ling really fell silent, and was silent any longer, only to change the topic when he heard the wind and sing, and seemed to comfort her: "Fuxue's eyes are good, that green tung is indeed excellent, and it is the best tree in Fengqi Forest." ”

She was still speechless, and her heart was turning a thousand times. Looking down at the snow, even lying on the bed of the Xuanbing Qin, the small forehead of the steamed jade was still sweating finely.

Xiu Ling took out a handkerchief to wipe his sweat for him, and when he saw the ice silk handkerchief in his hand, he suddenly had an idea,—— go to Chen Yu, or give it a try.