The top of the Tianshan Mountains, the holy land of ice.

Ling Weiyang was dressed in white, and his slender figure was like fireworks in the world, reflecting on the transparent ice walls around him.

In front of him was a huge bed of ice.

This ice bed is made of thousand-year-old ice. And this thousand-year-old ice is a sacred relic of the Tianshan Sect.

That's why it's named "Ice Sanctuary".

There are not many people who can enter and leave this ice holy land, and even if you look at the entire Tianshan Sect, there are very few.

The reason for this, in addition to the restrictions on identity, is more important is that the cold and cold air of this thousand years is extremely heavy, if a person with a slightly inferior internal strength enters here without permission, he will be invaded by the cold air if he is not careful, and he will be frostbitten to the internal organs.

At this time, on the cold ice bed, there was a man lying quietly.

The man was tall and handsome, but his eyes were closed and his thin lips were pursed. The temperature in the Holy Land was extremely low, and the air was filled with a bitter chill, which made his two heroic sword eyebrows covered with a thin layer of frost.

Ling Weiyang stood silent for a moment, sighed lightly, stuffed a small pill into the man's mouth, and then put his hand on his chest, secretly mobilizing his internal strength.

After a while, a curling white mist emerged from the top of the man's head, the frost on the man's sword eyebrows had melted, and the thin blue and purple lips had gradually regained their blood color.

After about a quarter of an hour, it wasn't until a thin layer of sweat appeared on Ling Weiyang's forehead that he saw the slender fingers of the man on the ice bed move slightly, and after the eyelashes at the closed eyes trembled a few times, he slowly opened his eyes.

His eyes were as deep as the sea, but they were indifferent.

"Senior Brother Liancheng, don't you even know Senior Brother anymore?" Ling Weiyang said to him with a smile.

He Liancheng stared at Ling Weiyang quietly for a long time, so long that Ling Weiyang thought that he had become demented after sleeping for more than three years, and was about to take a pulse to show him, but He Liancheng pushed his hand away, slowly sat up from the ice bed, raised his eyebrows, and said seriously: "Senior brother, you seem to be getting old." ”

Ling Weiyang glanced at him angrily, "I also know that if you laugh, it means that your brain is fine." For the sake of you, I've been working hard for the past few years, can I not get old? ”

"Yes, thank you, brother." He Liancheng stood up straight, as tall as a green pine, but there was still no expression on his face.

"Senior brother, didn't you say that Master has a life and wants me to sleep for five years? Now that the five-year period has not yet arrived, why should you wake me up? ”

"Let's go and see Master first." Ling Weiyang smiled and did not answer He Liancheng's question, but took him to the cold ice cave near the Holy Land.

It was the place where the head of the Tianshan faction, Yuxu, was in retreat.

"Apprentice He Liancheng to meet Master." He Liancheng knelt down towards the closed hole, straightened his back, and said respectfully.

"It's Little Eleven here." A deep and vicissitudes of voice sounded in the air, ethereal, if far or near, as if it was in your ears, and as if it was floating in the distant sky. "I've slept for so long, and you're okay?"

He Liancheng ranked eleven under the seat of the old man Yuxu, so the old man of Yuxu always called him "Little Eleven".

"It's the apprentice's unfilial piety, which makes the master suffer." He Liancheng lowered his head, hiding the moistness in his eyes.

For many years, he had not heard the master call him so kindly, which made his heart flutter for a while.

For more than three years, although he was lying on the cold ice bed of the Holy Land, he was not ignorant.

He knew that it was the master and the senior brother who did their best to heal him and save his life.

He also understood Master's good intentions in letting him sleep for five years.

Master, an old man who had insight into the opportunity, had already calculated that he would have this calamity. And he let himself sleep in the Tianshan Mountains is the way to resolve the catastrophe of his fate.

The hatred he was carrying was too heavy, if he hadn't fallen asleep, with his temperament at that time, I am afraid that he would have completely fallen out with Wan Yan Lu and Wan Yan Ping, and they would have met each other.

In this way, the entire He family may face a catastrophe.

"Little Eleven, what are your plans when you wake up?" The ethereal voice of the old man sounded again.

"In vain...... Ignorance. He Liancheng was silent for a moment before pursing his lips and replied.

It's the truth. He needs time to sort out and consider all the old hatreds and grievances between him and Wan Yan Lu and Wan Yan Ping.

"Anyway, the teacher only tells you eight words, and when you put it down, you can feel at ease. You...... Do it yourself. ”

"When you let go of your thoughts, you can feel at ease." He Liancheng silently recited it in his heart, and after being silent for a long time, he looked up at the entrance of the cave, his eyes deep and calm. "The apprentice wrote it down, thank you for Master's teachings."

"Go ahead." There was a faint tiredness in the indifferent voice of the old man Yuxu.

This apprentice has been stubborn since he was a child, and as long as it is something he recognizes, he will not easily change his mind. Just like four years ago, he also didn't listen to his advice, insisted on going down the mountain, and was named the general of Beidi Protector, which caused this kind of trouble in the future.

"Yes, the apprentice is leaving. Take care, Master. He Liancheng respectfully kowtowed three times towards the entrance of the cave, got up and left with Ling Weiyang.

The ice shrinks and the cold snaps, and the river freezes and freezes. The Ice Sanctuary is full of crystal clear icicles, low or high, small and large. Ling Weiyang and He Liancheng walked side by side among the jagged icicles, like immortals in a fairyland.

"Senior brother, you haven't answered my question just now." He Liancheng turned his head to look at Ling Weiyang and said.

Ling Weiyang patted He Liancheng on the shoulder, "If you let you sleep for five years, maybe you will resent Master and Senior Brother for the rest of your life." Little Eleven, the girl who sent you up to the Tianshan Mountain three years ago ......"

Hearing this, He Liancheng's face changed, interrupted Ling Weiyang's words, and asked urgently, "What's wrong with her?" ”

Ling Weiyang raised his eyebrows. It turns out that you, this kid, have long been interested in other girls, but he always thought it was the wishful thinking of that Ye girl.

Ignoring He Liancheng's eager eyes, he deliberately covered his mouth and coughed lightly before continuing slowly: "Actually, it's nothing, for Senior Brother Liancheng, maybe this is still a good thing." That girl is going to get married soon, and the senior brother is thinking that after all, that girl has done so much for you, and now that she is on her big day, you should also show it......

What the?! Get married? The big day? He Liancheng slept for more than three years, and as soon as he woke up, he was blown up by Ling Weiyang's news, and his eyes turned black.

He really wished he had slept too long, had a problem with his ears, and heard it wrong.

She's getting married!

What did the elder brother say? Is that still a good thing for him?

Bah, good thing for your sister! He Liancheng almost roared, "Who is it?" ”

Perhaps only Ling Weiyang could understand his brainless question, and he replied unhurriedly: "The prince of Yanping of the Western Liang Kingdom." ”

Sure enough, it was Murong Jing! He already knew that guy had bad intentions towards her, and in the past few years, she couldn't see with her eyes, so that guy must have done everything possible to take advantage of it.

He Liancheng clenched his fists, thinking of the picture of her and Murong Jing together, the sourness in his heart spread uncontrollably.

At this moment, there was only one thought left in his mind, that is, no, he couldn't let her marry Murong Jing.

"When?" He Liancheng asked with a gloomy face.

Ling Weiyang naturally understood what he was referring to, and raised his eyebrows and said, "The seventh day of the seventh month." If you are fast enough, you may be able to watch them worship heaven and earth......"

"There won't be any weddings!" There was a categorical low shout, and before the words fell, the moon-white figure had already strode towards the exit of the holy land.

"Wait a minute." Ling Weiyang called He Liancheng, who was leaving in a hurry, "Could it be that you plan to go to Xiliang like this?" Let me think about it, the general of Beidi Protector, who has been dead for many years, suddenly appeared at the wedding of the prince of Xiliang Kingdom, and even kidnapped other people's brides on the spot...... If you don't want to live, why bother, I'll give you a ride. ”

He Liancheng paused, looked back at Ling Weiyang, gritted his teeth and said, "What is the plan of Senior Brother?" ”

It seems that it has passed the first day of the new year, and if he doesn't set off again, he will really not be able to catch up.

He Liancheng was anxious, but Ling Weiyang was still not impatient, took out a delicately crafted silver mask from his arms, and threw it towards where he was.

"Put this on, and Xiao Seventeen and a few disciples are already waiting for you outside the mountain gate. But Senior Brother has one last question for you......"

He Liancheng raised his hand to take the silver mask, looked at it a few times, and then raised his eyes and waited for Ling Weiyang to ask.

"Little Eleven, you ...... Have you really thought it through? ”

That Miss Ye was a good girl, and Ling Weiyang didn't want her to be hurt again.

He Liancheng put on a mask with his hand, covering his handsome face, revealing only a pair of dark eyes, flashing with a determined and sharp light.

"All I know is that she's my woman."