Heavy snowfall.

The thin boy was thinly clothed, his face was calm, and he walked alone in the snow.

In front of it is a large compound, there is no extra clothing, not even the stone lion at the town gate, but the area is very spacious.

Although the boy was thin, his steps were steady, and he seemed to be unaware of the cold of winter, and walked up the five stone steps.

The courtyard door opened, and the two armored guards were burly, with solemn faces, with a sinister aura, their swords unsheathed, and the cold front was blood-red.

"Your Highness!"

Two armoured guards saluted.

"Hmm. The boy smiled and entered the compound.

The courtyard door slowly closed, and the two guards sighed as they watched the young man's back disappear into the depths of the courtyard.

"It's been three years......"

"Since that incident has passed, His Highness has been silent for three years, in Daqian City, who still remembers His Highness......

One of the guards had a contemplative look in his eyes: "For the past three years, His Royal Highness has been exercising his body day after day, refining countless treasures and medicines, and now although he looks at his body and is weak, his qi and blood are already comparable to the good hands in our army, so he can not feel the winter cold." Isn't this kind of desperate effort enough to refine that bone?"

The other guard showed hatred on his face at this moment: "That's right! That damn Dongji Taiqing Palace is inevitably ......."

"Be careful!" A cold drink came from the secret, and the two guards immediately changed color and stopped making a sound.

In the depths of the compound, in an attic, His Royal Highness Zhou Xi of the Zhendong Royal Mansion was talking to himself at the moment.

"Senior, isn't it enough for me to hold the yuan pile?

He finally couldn't bear it anymore, after all, he was just a young man, he had been dormant for three years, he was not in the limelight, he practiced silently, even if he had a big hatred, such a temperament was stable enough.

On his chest, a voice came from a quaint tortoiseshell pendant.

"If you think it's enough, it's enough. The voice was joyless and sad, very ethereal, and had a divine nature in the dark, which made Zhou Xi a little ashamed.

But he really couldn't help it.

For three years, I have lived alone in this compound, hundreds of miles away from Daqiancheng, and my father has come here several times in a hurry in the past three years, and he has important things to do, and he can't stay for a long time.

The eldest brother disappeared in that incident three years ago.

The second sister went out on behalf of her brothers at this moment, representing the Zhendong Palace, dealing with the royal family and the princes and heirs in Daqian City, and winning the prestige of the Daqian Dynasty as a woman.

But no one knows how tired and bitter it is, Zhou Xi only remembers that three years ago, the second sister who was chubby and often bullied and cried by him and his eldest brother is now close to her armor and is already an iron-blooded god of war in Daqiancheng.

What it was like, he couldn't know, and he didn't want to think about it.

It's just that how can he continue to lie dormant under such wings?

What's more, there is also the ten-year covenant.

I can't bear it, I can't bear it!

Zhou Xi bowed deeply: "The younger fathers and sisters are in a difficult situation at the moment, and the younger generations are in a big enemy, and they are so anxious that they really can't continue to meditate and embrace the yuan, and I also ask my seniors to teach me to practice." ”

"What is the practice?"

Four words floated out of the tortoise shell, hitting Zhou Xi's heart directly, making him blurt out his innermost thoughts unnaturally.

"Repay grievances directly, don't live under others!"

Don't ask, don't ask for immortals, and don't become gods, but you are unwilling to be subordinate, even if the other party is an immortal saint.

Zhou Xi is very ambitious.

There was no sound in the tortoiseshell, only a flash of light.

Then he said: "The Baoyuan pile comes from this Jia, it is very mysterious, you can continue to practice, there is no harm." ”

"If you don't have a demon division, I will pass on your "Pingtian Bull Demon Scroll" and "Zhenhai Spirit Turtle Scroll", but you can be a god and demon practitioner, but you can't refute it, otherwise I'm afraid you will have the power to go mad. ”

"Otherwise, it is enough to only cultivate the Spirit Turtle Scroll. ”

Zhou Xi thanked him, the tortoise shell fell silent, and he hurriedly looked at the scriptures that had been passed on.

The scriptures are profound, involving a lot of knowledge and descriptions of nothingness, but he has practiced them before and is no stranger to them.

Roughly swept over, the Bull Demon Roll is very majestic, the style is very rough, rough sweeping, all over the volume with a magic word, killing intent through the body, blood red, deep demonic nature.

The spirit turtle scroll is like a god, brilliant and full of divinity, and the two scrolls are diametrically opposed.

Zhou Xi is not without good and evil, and he also knows that the Bull Demon Roll may definitely affect his mentality, but ......

"Senior, how powerful is this Bull Demon Scroll?" Zhou Xi asked.

A voice came from the tortoise shell: "Magical powers are used by people, if you are strong enough, you can calm the sky." ”

"Where's the Spirit Tortoise Roll?"

"The spirit turtle has immeasurable divinity, but it can control the sky and the sea, sit on one side, and the waves are not prosperous. ”

Zhou Xi is very calm at the moment, dormant for three years, practicing the hugging yuan pile, he is not unaware that the root bone has already been repaired, but he knows that this tortoise shell is his chance, so he is not in a hurry to practice, but according to the tortoise shell transmission, refine the hugging yuan pile.

At this moment, the tortoiseshell preaching has pointed out the way, which is much more subtle than the previous cultivation, even if it is a demon?

"Bull Demon and Divine Turtle Fellow Practitioner, please teach me from your seniors!" Zhou Xi made up his mind.

The tortoiseshell transmitted the voice and said: "Your root bones have been dug up, the essence has passed, and you were destined to die early, but after three years of holding the yuan and refining the great medicine, it has long been enough for you to sprout and regenerate your roots and bones." ”

Zhou Xi nodded, three years ago, his roots and bones were dug up, his peerless talent did not exist at all, and there was no trace of cultivation left, at that time he was like a broken water bag, his vitality was leaking out, and he could only soak in the elixir every day to continue his life.

But the pile is too magical, three years to hold the yuan, the root bone regeneration.

"This is a possibility that has happened before," the tortoiseshell voice said, "The wildfire burns inexhaustibly, and the spring breeze blows and grows again." This is a kind of nirvana, and it will be far more than it has ever been. ”

"But not now, your roots and bones are not yet completely nirvana, there is no ultimate leap, in the future, holding the yuan pile to practice is your foundation, do not slack off, one day, you will surpass the past, shaking the past and the present. ”

"I understand. Zhou Xi is not proud, he does not feel the root bones at this moment, just recovering, it is not easy, the so-called nirvana, I don't know when.

In the end, the voice in the tortoise shell began to explain the Bull Demon Scroll, and Zhou Xi practiced in the martial arts arena, one move and one style, moving muscles and bones, and stretching limbs.

The sky is cold and snowy, Zhou Xi's expression is solemn, the divine voice in the tortoise shell is ethereal, but the words seem to be elaborated, just the transmission of the sound, in Zhou Xi's mind, he sketched a bull demon god shape, the huge white cow burns the demon fire, burns the stars, and the top horn of the head pierces the cosmic starry sky.

This kind of Taoist performance made Zhou Xi quickly grasp the Bull Demon God Form, the tossing and turning figure became more and more rough, and the blood and qi all over his body were mobilized at this moment, and in the sharp and powerful movements, it seemed that there was a Bull Demon roaring.

"Perception is not bad. "The presence in the tortoise shell is satisfied.

The demonic nature is wild, the more Zhou Xi practices his qi and blood, the more vigorous he becomes, the white mist is rolling all over his body, the heat wave is soaring, and the snow on the martial arts stage is melting.

When Zhou Xi practiced, the skin and flesh of the whole body were undulating, the muscles were tense like bowstrings, the bones were clattering, and the qi and blood were boiling endlessly, burning everything.

In just one hour, there was heavy snow in the sky, but the snow had melted away on the stage, and only water stains remained.