North Cangzhou, the beginning of autumn, has been snowy.

The Snow Feather Sect is one of the two major sects in the northern realm, but it belongs to the last stream of the four Heavenly Dao sects in the Northern Cangzhou, and now there are very few beginner disciples, and there are faint signs of incense not continuing, so it often falls behind in some disputes with the Flowing Fire Beast Sect next door.

Now it is just the second half of the year, and there has been a snow under the mountain gate of the Snow Feather Sect, and not far from the mountain gate is a town called Snow Township. After a sudden heavy snowfall last night, the houses in the town have been completely covered by the thick snow, and the white expanse is silent, quiet and beautiful as a dream.

At this moment, a shadow is slowly walking out of the mountain gate of the Snow Feather Sect, wearing the gray feather spirit robe, the head of the Snow Feather Sect, shrouded the body, and the figure is not visible, when crossing the mountain gate, the woman's fingers pinched, and the gray feather spirit robe on her body suddenly turned into a cyan coarse cloth cloak, and the style was no different from that worn by ordinary people. The woman who went down the mountain combed her blue bird bun, a pair of smart almond eyes under Liu Dai's eyebrows, a small nose, a little ruddy between her thin lips, and a pair of wings flying between her forehead.

"Will you go to Uncle Liu's house or Aunt Zhang's house first?" This woman, who grew up in the Snow Feather Sect, went down the mountain this time, mainly wanting to buy some snacks in the town to eat, so as to appease the gluttony that she had been aroused these days, and then to go to their respective homes for the two sisters to see if the family was okay: "Hmm... Let's go to Uncle Liu's house first, Uncle Liu doesn't talk much, don't waste time, and then go to Aunt Zhang's house, when you come back, you can buy some fresh meatloaf and sugar-fried chestnuts to take back! Hehehe! I'm so smart!"

The woman standing on the steps of the mountain gate and looking into the distance saw that the snow in front of her blocked the road, and the snow was boundless, except for the colorful flower prints of some birds and beasts falling on this pure white picture scroll, there were no people's footprints falling on it. With a childlike smile, the woman gave up the idea of going to the imperial treasure, jumped up directly, landed on both feet, and stepped firmly on the knee-deep snow, and then stepped all the way out, like a smart bird, scattering joy in the snow, running all the way in the direction of the town, taking care of herself and having fun.

Half an hour passed, half a distance from the town, a large open space suddenly appeared on both sides, and there were snow flowers blooming in pieces in the clearing full of snow, with a faint glazed pink ink, surrounded by snow, plus the snowflakes sprinkled from the Qiye trees on the side from time to time, with the wind blowing, the ocean sprinkled, and the snow fell on the wind flowers.

The woman blinked, her steps slowing down, and she walked through the snow while admiring the view.

The woman was just slowly admiring the scenery, but she couldn't stand a snow flower that quietly fell into her eyes, which was extraordinarily different, the petals were as black as thick ink, and no other colors were seen, which was extremely mysterious and eye-catching.

The woman leaned over to see that the pitch-black snow was still a little dew on the flowers, and when it swayed with the wind, it slid down into the snow, and waited for a closer look. The woman stood up straight, crossed her waist and took a deep breath towards the snowflakes, bringing up a small snowflake vortex, so that the faint, somewhat sweet Yukimi fragrance was instantly attracted and surrounded around her body.

Two times in a row, the woman was satisfied, turned around and was about to leave, but when she lifted her feet, she was suddenly tripped over, and suddenly the whole person fell straight forward.

Seeing no one get up, the seer saw the woman's fist hammered heavily in the snow pit, hammered twice, and kicked her legs twice, before she supported her hands and propped up her upper body, with a piece of snowflakes on her face, pasted on her face, the angry woman shook her face, her hand was exerted, she stood up, turned around and kicked several times, shoveled up countless snowflakes, and raised them one after another, and said angrily: "Call you to bully me! Call you to bully me! Kick you to death!" After that, he was a little relieved, turned around and continued to walk towards the snow town.

When the snowflakes settled, a man's shoeed foot was exposed under the snow.

Water Xuanzong.

Patriarch's Hall, the Great Hall.

Ji Yun sat on the main seat of the long table, like most of the other ten elders present, with a worried look on his face.

Ji Yun glanced at the black embroidery that had been kneeling in the hall since the morning, his eyes were complicated, both loving and entangled, after all, he had followed his own descendants since he was a child, and he brought them up with one hand, and there was no difference between them and his parents, but how to resolve the fault of the black embroidery this time was really a problem.

Ji Yun paused and said: "Everyone, the riot of the criminals in the Quchi mine, Heixiu has been told several times, and this seat has also sent someone to investigate, and there is no difference from what Heixiu said, and this seat has also bought a lot of demon scolds from Caiyundu and added them to the mine, although it cost a lot of spiritual gold, but the Quchi mine should be able to continue to operate in two days, as long as the spiritual gold can be produced smoothly, it is not a loss." ”

After Ji Yun finished speaking, the elders didn't seem to be so satisfied, but no one spoke, so Ji Yun had to say aloud: "Elders, if you have any questions, please raise them in person now, and we can make a resolution together to contribute to the great cause of my Shui Xuanzong." Hiding it like it used to be is not what it should be doing now!"

The elders present looked at each other, and for a moment, Senior Brother Ji Yun Cangru Daoren said angrily: "Senior Brother in charge, it's not that I don't want to talk about it, although the matter of the mine happened suddenly, it has been calmed down, and it's over." But although Senior Brother Lu Xiao has never met with us and others, how can he also be a person of our generation of Shui Xuanzong, if he can't see anyone in life and can't see a corpse in death like this, then how can he convince the public? If we disappear like this in the future, then what should we do? Isn't it that people are panicking?"

Ji Yun was displeased, but he still said patiently: "Little junior brother Lu Xiao's realm is not in the realm, and he can't light the long lamp of life in the ancestral hall, so that now it has become unpredictable in the mouth of senior brother Cangru, but according to what Heixiu said before, this seat has also reviewed it many times, but no matter what, this seat can't see what the life path of Lu Xiao's little junior brother is!"

Cangru Daoist wanted to say more, but Ji Yun directly interrupted with a hint of anger: "Senior Brother Cangru, this matter has been decided, and there is no point in continuing to talk about it, this seat will set up a tablet for Lu Xiao's junior brother in the ancestral hall to worship the eternals!"

The corners of Cangru's mouth twitched, and he stopped talking.

"Senior brother in charge, what should I do with the black embroidery?" It was Yue Confucian Daoist who spoke, a woman, who was extremely beautiful, and asked Ji Yun with a fragrant cheek in her hand.

Ji Yun breathed heavily, not daring to offend the beautiful junior sister in front of her, this matter should have been handled by Yue Confucian Daoist who was in charge of the Law Hall, but at this moment she asked herself, if it was not handled properly, she was afraid that she would lose the hearts of a large number of people in front of her.

Ji Yun asked tentatively, "What does Senior Sister Yue Ru think to deal with?"

Yue Rudao smiled and did not answer.

All the elders present looked at Ji Yun along with Elder Yue Ru, wanting to hear what the head of the sect would do with his beloved disciple.

Ji Yun frowned, obviously not so happy that Yue Rudao kicked the ball back, but now it is difficult to ride a tiger, if he does not give an explanation as soon as possible, it must be difficult to end this discussion today.

Ji Yun's eyes surrounded him, and he said softly: "Originally, this seat should not have come to deal with the black embroidery, he is my disciple, so he should avoid suspicion in this seat." But after all, this seat is also the head of Shui Xuanzong, and Shui Xuanzong has such a big thing now, not only about black embroidery, if this seat does not come forward, and it can't be said, this seat is really very difficult!"

Everyone wanted to see how the head of the house was going to speak, but Ji Yun just shook a shot when he came up, and after talking for a long time, he still didn't mention the disposal of the black embroidery, and for a while, the dissatisfaction of some elders was gradually fermenting.

Ji Yun observed the reactions of the elders around him, and all the elders at the front of the seat seemed to be planning to open one eye and close one eye, and the Cheng Confucian Taoist sitting on his left hand side directly closed his two eyes, as if he had fallen asleep, without a trace of reaction.

A smile appeared at the corner of Ji Yun's mouth, and he glanced at the black embroidery that was still kneeling in front of him with his head down, and after thinking about it again, he seemed to be confident!

Ji Yun coughed twice and was about to get up, but Xiluo, who was sitting at the end of the seat, suddenly stood up and asked in a loud voice: "Master, this is the second time that Senior Brother Heixiu has killed his fellow disciples, is it possible that the lives of other disciples of our Shui Xuanzong are like grass mustard!?

Ji Yun's face was a little ugly, Yue Confucian Daoist turned his head, and looked at Xiluo with some appreciation, and saw from this woman that he was young, the same righteous and insistent, the same pure and straightforward.

Ji Yun didn't know how to answer, and the elders didn't think it was a big deal to see the excitement, and they all looked at themselves fixedly, as if they wanted to ask for an explanation.

Ji Yun, who was a little annoyed, glanced at Xiluo, and as soon as his heart was crossed, he simply wanted to protect the black embroidery with a word, and said in a tone that could not be refuted by others: "Since this is the case, this seat..."

"What's the matter!?" In an instant, a majestic voice like a fierce bull slammed into Ji Yun's ears from outside the Patriarch Hall.

Ji Yun suddenly closed his voice, with a look of disbelief, Xiluo was overjoyed, and there was a smile on the face of Yue Rudao on Ji Yun's right, the more he looked at this girl, the more he liked it!

A naked figure walked up steadily from the bottom of the Xuanzhu Waterfall, and let the surging water rush to the face, but it still couldn't stop its forward posture, and broke a path in the waterfall!

This topless figure, with gray hair and an extremely long beard covered with water droplets, walked to the incense burner in front of the ancestral hall with a trace of water, and was directly evaporated in the next moment, this person then took out a Taoist robe and covered a body of muscles as strong as a dragon's body.

When this figure appeared in the main hall, Ji Yun stood up and hurriedly shouted, "Hang... Uncle Chuili, are you out of the customs?" Ji Yun was a little incoherent, but fear was written on his face.

Elder Taishang Chuili walked over, "Hmph!" and kicked the black embroidery to the side, sat on the seat let by Xiluo, looked at Ji Yun angrily, and asked Ji Yun word by word: "Xiao Yunzi, my apprentice, that is, your little junior brother, what about people!?"