The sky was gray, and the light seemed to be obscured by dust, just as the cold wind howling wantonly of wild beasts, mixed with the goose-feather snow rushing everywhere, covered the heavens and the earth with a vast gray, and obliterated all the colors that accompanied the vitality.

The extreme cold of the first moon has arrived————

In the cold and dark cave, a pair of deep eyes shimmered like a little star.

"Ah Yi, extremely cold iceberg, what kind of technique to cultivate?"

"Cultivating the Ice Forbidden Technique."

"Why?"

"For the sake of future generations."

"Okay."

The cave covered with ice cubes, the cold wind outside, Min'er's long white flowing hair, like ice and snow without a trace of dirt, just a little warmer than the cold snow.

He lowered his eyes slightly, his soft and thick eyelashes trembling slightly, and his amber eyes shone with a rapid light. Soon, he raised his head, and his face was like a sculpture of ice and snow, as if it were a god from the holy ice field.

Min'er frowned slightly, his slender and white fingertips, and the small white ice crystals were flickering with silver-white light little by little. He pondered for a moment and said, "Ah Yi, this technique ...... There's something wrong with that. ”

The corners of Ah Yi's mouth provoked a smile, and on the handsome cheeks of the young man, the slight maturity was slowly covering the childishness of his childhood. He held his chin with one hand and said nonchalantly, "What? Do you regret it? Alas, I've done it all this far, and it's a pity to give up again. ”

"Ice Forbidden Technique, double cultivation, when successful, one person will die......"

"Really...... It's not that I don't know, besides, that person is not dead, how can he become an immortal weapon and be taken away? Moreover, for the sake of the Youyuan clan, take this cold ice forbidden technique out, after the big deal, this is not a forbidden technique, and the children of the Youyuan clan all cultivate it, how good, then what we do at this time can also be regarded as a merit. ”

"I ......"

"Alright, don't say it. Min'er, I'm a beggar, stealing, fighting with others, you don't want to think about it, you are from a family of immortals, and you can pity me...... People who don't have enough food to eat, no clothes to cover their bodies, and spend all day in mourning all over the wilderness to survive........."

He paused, looking at the white light that slowly swam on the cold ground, and Min'er's white hand was gently touching the concave ground. His pupils flickered with a hint of relief, like a layer of warm sunlight in the cold ice field. He continued: "Really...... Three lives are fortunate. Choked slightly, he slowly held Min'er's cold hand, closed his eyes, smiled slightly, and continued to inject spiritual power into his body............

The north wind was still howling relentlessly, and the unbridled wind and snow were becoming more and more like white ghosts that wanted to take people's lives...... Ah Yi also gradually felt that his divine consciousness was gradually blurred.

"Ah Yi, can you still hear me?" The slow white light had all turned light blue, and tiny ice crystals swirled around it. Ah Yi opened his eyes tremblingly, smiled at him weakly, his pale cheeks were a little gray, as if the essence in his body had been sucked away.

Min'er really wanted to open her eyes and see the once handsome young man, but she was just ...... He held back, clear tears slowly dripped down his slightly emaciated cheeks, he pursed his lips, and reluctantly said a sentence: "Cultivating the Cold Ice Forbidden Technique, for future generations, not like us." ”

Ten years ago, Cui Cheng

"Give it back to me!" A child with messy hair and a gray face is fighting with a young man in a gray robe.

"Hmph, I won't give it to you, I'll tell you, our family wants to raise donkeys, this is for donkeys to eat, and you don't have your share."

"Give it back to me! Give it to me! The child clung to the boy's clothes, even though there was a large clear bruise on the back of his left hand.

"Hmph, the lesson I gave you last time wasn't enough, isn't it, you broken beggar, stay away from me! Don't stain my clothes! The young man held up the black half of the steamed bun, which was already as hard as a stone, pointed at the child with one hand, and said, "Hey, what are you staring at, do you believe it or not, next time I call someone, I will poke you blind in the eyes!?" ”

When the boy saw that the dirty child was clutching at him, he shouted, "Dad! This beggar bullied me! ”

Soon, a stout middle-aged man with a wooden stick with a thick wrist walked up quickly and shouted: "Get out!" If you don't get out, believe it or not, I'll beat you up!? ”

As soon as the child saw the man, his eyes turned red, and he immediately let go of the boy's clothes, and rushed towards the man desperately, shouting loudly as he rushed: "You wicked man, return my mother!" Give it back!! ”

"Get out!" The man yelled, and then, with a hard blow to the child's abdomen, the child fell to the ground softly.

"Hmph, I thought I was something. Tell you, don't trouble my Nan'er in the future, he will be an official in the future. Nan'er, go. The man turned and walked, and Anan followed, constantly showing off to his father:

"Dad, look at how witty I am, so we don't have to buy donkey food. That beggar was robbing me just now, don't hit him next time, just poke him in the eye, and see if he dares in the future. ”

"That's it, don't worry, son. The next time that broken beggar pesters you, I'll break his legs and poke him blind!" ”

The child clutched his abdomen, rolling on the ground in pain, and he vaguely heard the man's words. He roared as hard as he could, "Great villain, I must, I must, let you die a bad death!" For a child who is only six years old, he longs for someone to accompany him, even if he has no food to eat and sleeps in the bridge hole, he is content......

When it was dark, the child was alone, lying on the cold slate, his hands purple from the cold, trembling incessantly, and he curled up together, closed his eyes, and fell asleep restlessly. It seems that the slightest wind and grass will wake him up, perhaps, he is not used to it, there is no mother by his side, no one to accompany him......

Far Away

"Uncle! Look! I've learned to move my spirit! A white-haired child with a ball was looking surprised.

"Well, Min'er did a great job. This luck spirit can regulate one's own veins, and it can also help others recover their physical strength. ”

"Well, thank you uncle, Min'er knows, Min'er must practice hard!" The young Min'er kept nodding his head, his flawless skin like white jade, slightly pink like peach blossoms in early spring......

For a moment, Min Yan lowered his head, as if he had made some mistake, and he whispered, "Uncle, I'...... Actually, I have a question for you. ”

"Min'er, say it." The man's handsome face is often a little serious, like the ice water that can't be melted into Antarctica.

"Uncle...... I...... I've seen a kid...... He's about my age, but ...... He's pathetic......"

"Huh? So...... Are you trying to bring him back? ”

"Yes, yes......"

The man frowned, sighed, and said solemnly: "Min'er, the Youyuan clan is originally a family immortal clan, how can you let mortals move in casually?" You're really ...... Alas, give me a good practice, don't think about it anymore! ”

Min'er's head hung lower, he pursed his lips tightly, and nodded......