Far Away

The wisps of light golden brilliance in the remote pavilion were gently shrouded, and this charming and gentle gold was not dazzling at all, just like a kind of warm embrace.

The sandalwood hollow relief is also subtly plated with a layer of shimmering gold.

In the afternoon of the Youyuan Pavilion, the children in white were writing quietly, the elegant ink fragrance slowly lingered in the Pavilion, and the dew on the cyan lotus leaves was like a translucent crystal......

At this time, a young man dressed in black was squatting by the pond, looking at the blue and white pebbles......

"Zilian, the end has passed, and the time has come. Why don't you go to practice? A slender and personable young man in white said.

"Hey, Siyi, you don't want to think about it, we are cultivating immortals, we have nothing to do, what are you doing practicing calligraphy, I won't go." Zi Lian teased with the slender bamboo pole in his hand and splashed tiny droplets in the clear pool water.

Siyi took a few steps closer, slowly clenched her fists, and gently half-lowered her eyes, letting the golden elf dance lightly on his thick and soft eyelashes.

The eyes, which were like amber crystals wrapped in translucent mirrors, flowed with a luster and said: "Zilian, cultivating immortals, not cultivating sentiments, if you are impatient, what can you cultivate?" ”

"Alas, come on, I won't go to practice calligraphy, I want to go to you, I don't care, my words are like that anyway. Casual~" Zi Lian waved his hand at him, still squatting. A small, pointed tiger tooth playfully showed out, like a glittering white dot.

Siyi's expression was slightly helpless, he shook his head gently, and the luster in his eyes dissipated, like a broken heavenly mirror. His fair skin was like the first snow in winter, pure and without a trace of pollution, and like a delicate piece of white jade, without a single blemish. He said with some embarrassment: "Brother Zilian, don't slack off in cultivating immortals. But ~ since you don't want to do that, then I can't force it. ”

After speaking, Siyi bent down to him and saluted. Zi Lian glanced at him, revealing a handsome and sunny smile, his eyes, as if he was born brighter than others, like two crystals that shimmered with a little brilliance, plus the thick eyebrows like blades, set off his silver-gray eyes brightly, and the depths of his pupils seemed to be constantly flashing like countless stars and broken silver. He said, "Whatever." Siyi, you better hurry up, don't delay, we'll see you on the Wudang stage. ”

Book Pavilion

"In the thousands of miles of snow, the ice marks under the feet, the two of them practice together, and the ice forbidden technique." An elderly man with a fluttering white beard and a mild look of winter sunshine was sitting cross-legged in a dignified manner. There are also sitting upright around, and a few juniors are listening.

Siyi stood by the door frame and bowed respectfully.

The elder slowly raised his head, and even though he was older, his eyes still shone brightly. He said, "Siyi, why are you late today?" Missed Shin's calligraphy. ”

Siyi lowered her head and said, "Sir, I'm very sorry, Siyi, I stopped at the pond today, and I arrived late. ”

The elder smiled slightly, slowly brushing his long white beard. Said: "Okay, Siyi, if you think about it, you will stay there, don't stand, come in and listen to the class." ”

Siyi raised her head, slowly straightened up, and smiled softly at the elder, like a warm spring breeze. He approached the elder step by step, slowly sat down near the elder, and listened quietly and smiling, like the rest of the juniors.

The elder slowly closed his eyes, and the ruthless years had worn out deep marks on his cheeks. He continued to say unhurriedly: "The two of them practiced the Ice Forbidden Technique together, in a cave, the white light swam, the blue light was thousands, and one person was black, and the spirit was in Minyan. Min Yan was reluctant to give up, and Ah Yi became an immortal weapon of the ice blade at this time. ”

Snow-capped mountains fifty years ago

"Ah Yi, Ah Yi...... Wake up, wake up...... Woo, Ah Yi ...... "Min'er when she was a teenager still kept shaking in the face of her cold and stiff body. Hot tears poured out unceasingly, dripping on the young man's pale and gray cheeks, and the handsome face did not seem to have completely subsided......

Now the Book Pavilion

The elder slowly opened his eyes, but his pupils seemed to be covered with a layer of smooth glass, and he couldn't help but flow with luster. He smiled reluctantly and said, "At that time, we had a purpose that did not meet the regulations: for the children of future generations, for future generations, unlike us. ”

After speaking, the younger generations all opened their eyes one after another. Siyi opened her eyes lightly and asked, "Sir, the Ice Forbidden Technique, can it be the Ice Sealing Technique today?" ”

"Yes." Min Yan nodded slowly and replied.

"Why was Frozen Forbidden in the first place?"

"There is a wounded cultivator's body. Most people who practice this technique also die from this technique. ”

"Why isn't it forbidden now?"

"The Ice Blade Immortal Weapon protects the body and transmits infinite spiritual power, and the cultivator who is eaten by the technique can be destroyed."

"What is this used for? Why did you have to use two people with such a high level of cultivation to make this sacrifice at that time? ”

Hearing Siyi's question, Min Yan paused slightly, and his originally amiable smile gradually disappeared, like a river frozen in winter.

He lowered his head slightly, frowned, and said only two words: "Self-realization." ”

Far Away

The children walked out of the blue and white library one after another. Zi Lian leaned against the stone pillar in front of the door, looking leisurely and complacent.

"Zilian, you're here." Siyi saw the black-clothed Zilian who was idle, and said.

"Well, yes, here we go. What do you think? Mr. White Hair gives a lecture, okay? He raised half of his eyebrows, and said with a smug look.

Siyi smiled softly, the so-called laughing spring breeze. He said: "It's a pity that Brother Zilian didn't go." Mr. Today talked about the Ice Forbidden Technique, presumably Brother Zilian will definitely be interested after listening to it. ”

"Hey, don't say that, that's not necessarily. The white-haired gentleman nagged about history for a long time as soon as he gave a lecture, and it was already very good if I didn't fall asleep. ”

Siyi smiled softly at him, it was so gentle, like the scenery of the moon, as bright as the moon. Suddenly, he suddenly restrained his smile, and then, with a slightly serious and somewhat cautious expression, appeared in front of his face, and he asked, "Zilian, can I ask you a question?" ”

Zi Lian frowned, his silver-gray pupils were full of doubts, and he said, "Huh? What's the problem, it's okay, you ask. ”

"Brother Zilian, what are your parents' names?"

"Hmm...... Actually, I don't know, you know, I've always been foster. I've never heard anyone mention this name, but it's just ...... I heard that my father's word Hongxiang, other ...... I still don't know. ”

After hearing this, Siyi slowly lowered his head, as if he was thinking about something, and soon, he said, "Thank you, Zilian." ”

After Siyi left, Zilian went to the library alone. As he walked, he wondered, "Why did this Siyi suddenly ask for the names of my parents?" Did the white-haired gentleman say something? But this ice forbidden spell ...... Could it be that it has something to do with my parents? Alas, I've been fostered since I was a child, and I really don't know much about my parents......"

The sky gradually became gloomy, and the charming warm gold just now disappeared without a trace at some point.

With this in mind, he pushed open the heavy cyan stone door of the Library.

"Squeak————

The chaotic and gray light from the outside world shone into the room one by one—the lights in the library had been extinguished.

He stepped lightly into the gray sturdy stone floor of the library, looked carefully to the left and right, and walked softly to a wooden bookshelf step by step, slowly rummaging through the books.

He thought to himself, "Forbidden books...... I guess there are books about this......" thought, his silver-gray eyes shimmering like glass mirrors in the dark room. The slender fingers carefully pointed to each of the uneven books, he frowned slightly, put down his hand, sighed, and said to himself: "Alas, what's the matter, there are so many books, find the Year of the Monkey and the Moon......"

Suddenly, his gaze swept to a dark corner, where there seemed to be something.

Ah Yi walked softly towards there little by little, getting closer and clearer. When he was less than five meters away, he could clearly see that it was a worn-out and thin paper book———— "Ninety-Nine Orders of the Evil Demons of Different Paths"

All of a sudden, it was eerily quiet. It was as if I had fallen into a silent abyss of darkness......

Ah Yi's silver-gray pupils trembled violently, and the luster that had just swirled in his pupils, the flickering light, was covered by a burst of boundless fear at this moment. He stiffened out a hand as if trying to grasp the object, his fingertips shaking uncontrollably...... He moved slowly towards the book with small steps, as if he was desperately attracted to something. Then, the closer he got to the book, more and more dense bluish-black, twisted centipede-like black vein-like lines spread out on his face, covering nearly half of his cheeks.

"Zi Lian."

Elder Min Yan's slightly muffled voice sounded. Echoing through the dark and empty room, it was like an ethereal call that went straight into the heart of a person.

"Uh............" Zilian suddenly felt a sharp pain in his head, as if thousands of tiny insects and beasts had penetrated into his braincase, and the pain was cracking, and it was like a string of naked scorching along the scalp firmly entangled.

Suddenly, the chaos and boundless fear in his eyes were all gone, his brows were locked, Zilian's slender fingers were clasped around his scalp, and red liquid was faintly oozing from his long black hair.

"Zilian, get out of there."

Between the countless painful inner roars and violent buzzing, Zi Lian vaguely heard the warm spring breeze that seemed to unravel the ice and snow cover of the elder Min Yan, but with a hint of a deep voice as an elder.

Zi Lian's body twitched violently, and he stepped back step by step, with difficulty, each step was extremely slow, as if he had been bound with heavy shackles......

Seeing this, Elder Min Yan frowned slightly, his pupils suddenly tightened, "Huh-" The dark pavilion was instantly illuminated by neatly arranged fire candles. The stinging beep vanished in an instant, replaced by a peaceful silence and the warm, soft pale orange candlelight.

Zilian calmed down, he sat on the ground weakly, sweat soaked his dark gray clothes, his chest rose and fell violently, and his originally handsome face was covered by huge beads of sweat and unbearable exhaustion at the moment.

The old man walked towards him slowly, and a smile as pure as the bright moon appeared on the old man's kind face. At his neck, a faint light blue light was slowly fading, and Min Yan said, "Zilian, rare guest, why did you come to the Book Pavilion?" ”

Zilian gasped heavily, he stood up on the ground, and said intermittently: "Come, come to the Book Pavilion, find, find a book." ”

"What book?" The elder gently stroked his white beard and asked.

"A book about the forbidden art of ice."

"Oh? Do you know what the Ice Forbidden Technique is now? ”

"Now, now?" Zi Lian was a little surprised, and his silver-gray pupils widened.

The elder smiled slightly, and continued, "Zilian, if you only focus on the actual cultivation, and thus do not pay attention to these theories, it will inevitably affect you as well. ”

The elder looked at Zi Lian kindly, and when he saw that he didn't reply, he closed his eyes with a smile and said, "Zi Lian, it's not too early, please go back." I hope that next time, you can come to the lecture. ”

Zi Lian frowned, looked at the long-bearded old man in front of him in confusion, and thought, "This white-haired old man...... What exactly is ............ Wrong! He snapped back to his senses, as if he had woken up from a big dream, and thought, "That book! ”

He quickly turned his head and saw that the solid gray floor was rendered by a pale orange light———— there was nothing on the floor.

Zi Lian's eyes widened suddenly, and he stared at the floor in surprise, his mouth half-open.

"Zilian, what's wrong?"

The elder's voice sounded again, and he turned around and hurriedly responded, "No, uh, it's fine. ”

Elder Min Yan slowly lowered his head and said softly, "In that case, Zilian, please rest early." ”

Zilian let out a "hmm" and had to leave the library in doubt.

Night came quietly, with a cool breeze and swaying shadows. Looking up, the night sky is like a dark but translucent mirror, hanging in the sky and reflecting a little bright starlight.