Today, Chen Fan did not go to the Dead Tomb Mountain Range to cultivate, but consolidated his cultivation, and talked to his senior sister by the way.

The snow was falling all over the sky.

Until the dead of night, the ground is covered with a layer of white, and popsicles are hung under the eaves, and the chill is biting.

Two rows of cyan ancient trees, swaying in the wind, make a "click" sound.

Some of the leafy branches were covered with thick white snow, and then, because they could not bear the weight of the snow, they broke open with a "pop".

Chen Fan pushed open the door and walked out of the house secretly in small steps.

"Whew!" the night breeze made his whole body tremble.

"Whew...... The baby froze to death, no matter what, Zhao Gou bullied people too much, I have to become stronger to protect my senior sister. Chen Fan muttered firmly in his eyes.

Then, braving the heavy snow, he took three steps and two steps, and walked quickly towards the Dead Grave Mountains.

Not long after he left, Bai Shuiyao opened his eyes, and a tear fell from his eyes.

"Xiao Fan has changed. Leaning on the pillow, she felt very uncomfortable.

Xiao Fan is becoming more and more sensible, and she can't find out her strength, she should surpass her!

However, Xiaofan still treats her the same as before, which is what makes her cry.

"Alas, I can only recuperate from my injuries first, and only when my injuries are healed can I help Xiaofan share the pressure. Bai Shuiyao sighed lightly.

She wiped away her tears, and the vigor reappeared.

......

At the top of the attic of Xuanqing Peak, a figure followed after Chen Fan left.

This person is dressed in white and fluttering, with an unremarkable face, just looking at the face, Mo is a middle-aged man in his early thirties.

The middle-aged man walked in the air, and where he passed, the snowflakes stagnated and the air stirred.

"Xiao Fan, is he a senior brother or not, why would he practice this evil skill and go to the Dead Tomb Mountain Range every day, why. ”

The middle-aged man looked at the children running wildly in the dense forest while flying in the sky, and muttered quietly.

The middle-aged man is Mo Qingchen!

He had been paying attention to Chen Fan for a long time, and a few days ago, he was busy breaking through the Spirit Saint Realm, so he couldn't pay attention to this child.

Today, when he felt Chen Fan's sky-high killing intent and black aura haunted him, he was shocked.

Therefore, he followed Chen Fan tonight to see what was in the Dead Tomb Mountain Range that he went to every day!

"Yo! so fast. Mo Qingchen was taken aback.

Chen Fan's speed was like the wind, in the dense forest, like a fish in water, and in a few breaths, he left his sight.

However, Mo Qingchen is extraordinary, he released his divine sense, and the wind and grass within a radius of ten miles could not escape his divine sense.

Between a few breaths, he leaned out of Chen Fan's position, Mo Qingchen stepped into the sky, and caught up with Chen Fan in an instant.

At this time, Chen Fan stopped, he always felt that something was wrong.

Suddenly, the corners of his mouth went up, drew an arc, and continued on his way.

After a while, he went deeper and deeper into the Dead Grave Mountain Range, and the dead air was like a haze, and even the heavy snow could not fall.

Mo Qingchen's eyebrows furrowed, he followed Chen Fan and entered the cemetery, the death qi was too strong, so that he had to reduce the speed and height of the sky.

"Damn, I'm still going deeper, should I continue to follow?" Mo Qingchen hesitated.

His spirit is a heavy heaven, and he can still block the dead qi on the periphery of the cemetery, but he is getting deeper and deeper, and he is a little unbearable.

This is the forbidden place of the Seven Xuanmen, where the supreme strong have been buried, even if they are supreme and powerful, they dare not go deeper.

I remember that the previous generation of sect masters, with the strength of the Supreme One Heaven, stepped into the depths of the cemetery, and since then, they have never come out again.

Many elders speculated that the previous generation of sect masters was lost in the dead breath of the cemetery and buried in a forbidden place.

Therefore, he re-recommended the door master, and Lu Tianming, with a slight advantage over Mo Qingchen, won the position of the door master.

Mo Qingchen frowned, looking at the eroded bones on the ground, the chaotic graves, like the dead air of the haze, he was a little timid.

However, he continued to follow, until the end, Mo Qingchen did not dare to control the sky.

Yukong consumed spiritual energy, and the dead qi in the air formed layers of invisible pressure, causing him to slowly descend.

He tried to release his divine sense and feel Chen Fan's position.

"Shhh

As soon as his divine consciousness came out of his body, he was eroded by the dead qi, making Mo Qingchen dizzy for a while.

"Damn! This kid has a ghost, is it possible that he cultivates in this environment every day?" Mo Qingchen said.

He didn't dare to go deeper, the dead qi here was enough to make ordinary Spirit Emperor powerhouses lose their minds, if it wasn't for him breaking through the Spirit Saint, he wouldn't dare to come here.

Mo was about a cup of tea, Mo Qingchen felt uncomfortable, and quickly retreated.

"No, you can't stay long. Mo Qingchen muttered.

Then, he could only leave slowly, and his body was dead, which made his heart palpitate.

......

Deep in the graveyard!

Chen Fan exhaled a breath of turbidity, there was only darkness here, dead gas turned into mist, bones were eroded everywhere, and graves were everywhere.

Chen Fan had never been here, and tonight, he was followed, and he had to risk his life and go deep into the cemetery.

Originally, at the beginning, Chen Fan didn't even notice that it was Mo Qingchen who released his divine sense, which was noticed by Chen Fan.

In his previous life, as the Supreme Nine Heavens Supreme, he was no stranger to divine consciousness, but his strength was low now, and he didn't know who the person who released his divine consciousness was.

The yin wind of "whirring" is raging.

Chen Fan crossed his knees, sat on top of a pile of white bones, and the black aura in his body ran out, and his pores opened, allowing the yin evil to die, like a mist, pouring into his body.

Chen Fan grinned, and the dead qi entered his body, flowing in his limbs and hundreds of bones, and his internal organs, like an elixir, which made Chen Fan feel refreshed for a while.

Today, the meridians that were shattered by the Great Elder were slowly condensed under the nourishment of the dead qi, and bursts of bronze light shone on the flesh and blood.

If there is an old monster who can see Chen Fan's cultivation method, he will have a big mouth and fall to the ground in surprise.

Condense broken meridians with dead qi and strengthen flesh and blood.

One hour!

Three hours!

Six hours!

"Ahh

About seven hours later, Chen Fan roared.

The meridians in his body have been half condensed, and Chen Fan has also been filled with dead qi all over his body.

However, he was not unwell, but was in good spirits.

"It's going to be almost dawn, let's go back first. ”

Chen Fan grinned. Two rows of teeth as white as snow look particularly terrifying in this dark cemetery.

"Goo-goo-goo"

Just as Chen Fan turned around and was about to leave the cemetery, a gust of yin wind blew violently, and strange sounds rippled in the depths of the cemetery.

"Woo woo woo ......"

The harsh sound came from far and near, and when Chen Fan listened carefully, the voice became ethereal again, like the cry of a child, and like the screams of a lonely ghost.

"Hmm!" Chen Fan's body shook and shivered.

"In the future, I will not come to this kind of ghost place very often, it is unlucky. ”

Chen Fan hurriedly hesitated and left the cemetery.

......

After about two hours, Chen Fan returned to Xuanqing Peak, and today, as usual, the cultivation ground was empty, and the heavy snow covered the jade slabs, only a piece of snow white.

Everyone meditated in their own rooms, waiting for the spring to bloom in the coming year.

When Chen Fan returned to the house, his senior sister had already woken up, and he could only smile awkwardly.

"Xiaofan, can you help me out and have a look?"

Bai Shuiyao said with a faint smile.

"Senior sister, it's cold outside, or ......"

"It's okay, you can go out, can't I?"

Chen Fan is helpless!

He was afraid that his senior sister would not be able to walk, so he took her in his arms and walked to the hall on the first floor.

The cold wind was bitter, and Chen Fan didn't dare to release his aura to drive away the cold.

His aura is all black, and if he is discovered by his senior sister, he will be scolded.

Black aura, in the eyes of the world, is either evil or demonic.

And the senior sister is so pure, Chen Fan doesn't want her to know that Xiao Fan, who has been with her in the past, has become a demon.

"Xiaofan, the snow is so big this year, and the snowflakes have become whiter. Bai Shuiyao stretched out her slender hands, caught a snowflake, and said with a faint smile.

When the snowflake met the temperature, it turned into a round drop of water and shook it in Bai Shuiyao's little hand.

The water droplets are crystal clear, like a mirror, reflecting Chen Fan and Bai Shuiyao in it.

At this moment, Chen Fanduo wanted time to stand still and let the picture in this mirror become eternal.

However, time still passed, and the droplets shook and dripped into the snowflakes, leaving a shallow groove.

"Senior sister, your injuries haven't healed......"

"It's okay, it's just a small injury, can you watch it for a while?" Bai Shuiyao pouted rarely, as if she was coquettish, and her voice was like gurgling water.

At this time, Chen Fan's whole heart melted!

The senior sister can be coquettish.

"Good. ”

Chen Fan spoke heavily.

This time, Chen Fanyou was no more than a senior sister and had been with her all morning.

Originally, I would have said that it was okay to watch it for a while, but in the following time, my senior sister kept being coquettish, so that Chen Fan could only grin and insist.

He didn't use his aura, just a thin robe to block the cold.

However, Chen Fan stood in the cold wind, like an ancient tree, motionless, not even trembling.

In front of his senior sister, he can't show his weak side, not even a trembling.

Fortunately, the senior sister was a little tired after playing until noon, Chen Fan rushed into the second floor and gently put the senior sister on the bed, and he slipped out.

"Whoa!" Chen Fan froze and screamed in his heart, his body trembling in the cold wind.

He found firewood in the backyard, lit a fire, and his shaking body gradually settled down.

......

Time is silent.

A month passed.

This year's heavy snowfall has been flying for a month, directly sealing the mountains.

It wasn't until early this morning that it gradually stopped, and the sky crossed a trace of Xu Yang, shining on the earth.

The rare sunshine is finally revealed.

Mo Qingchen was like an immortal, falling from the towering attic, standing in the cultivation ground, with a wave of his robe, in an instant, thousands of piles of snow were rolled up, and the snow-capped mountains were picturesque, rolling down the Xuanqing Peak.

A month's heavy snowfall was solved by him waving his robe.

"Master, it's so cold! Woo woo, I want to cultivate in the house. ”

Behind Mo Qingchen, a nine-year-old girl pretended to cry and pleaded.

In the deep fear of the girls, there were five teenagers, three young girls, they stood in a row, shivering from the cold.

And in the living room of the attic, there are two younger children, one is still about six years old and the other is about nine years old.

They were eating spiritual fruits, drinking spiritual tea, talking and laughing freely, as if this cold was useless to them.

"Xiao Jiu, don't make trouble, I'm going to compete on the peak list right away, and I will teach you spiritual skills today, so that you can win glory for Xuanqing Peak. ”

Mo Qingchen put his hands behind his back and spoke solemnly.