In the martial arts prison, looking at the falling snow, Lin Huang frowned slightly. From this snowy space, he felt a sad aura.

From the deep sorrow of the heart.

"Snow drifting in the world!"

Lin Huang muttered in a low voice, and naturally understood. This seemingly poignant and gorgeous snow is the martial art of the Drifting Snow Palace-Snow Drifting World.

"Doesn't it mean that if you comprehend a martial art, you can break through the martial law prison?"

Lin Huang looked at the empty martial arts prison and said.

"This martial law prison is controlled by Ben Hou, Ben Hou wants to let it open, if he doesn't want it to open, he can imprison you here!"

In the martial law prison, a voice suddenly sounded, startling Lin Huang. I didn't expect my whining words to be able to get a response.

And this response is still very arrogant, and I don't know which ancestor of the Drifting Snow Palace it is.

Outside the Snow Forbidden Land, Lin Cangxue frowned, turned her head to look at Nan Yunlie, and said, "Xiao Huang, he can't learn the snow drifting world!"

"Why can't you learn?"

Nan Yunlie said with a smile.

"To comprehend the snow drifting world, you don't need to understand at all, what you need is life experience," Lin Cangxue continued.

Even at the beginning, she had no clue in the face of the snow drifting world, if she hadn't fallen into the realm that day, she would have been betrayed by Yun Feifei. Even if she Lin Cangxue is a hundred years away, she will never want to learn to drift in the snow.

Nan Yunlie shook his head, "The Martial Law Prison is controlled by Shizun, since he is unwilling to open the Martial Law Prison, it is because he believes that Lin Huang can do it."

"I want to see Zangfeng Patriarch!"

Lin Cangxue Road.

Nan Yunlie didn't reply, but in the space outside the forbidden land, a calm voice sounded, "Little Nizi, take a good look, the old man has been in charge of the Xuepiao Human Martial Arts for more than 70 years, and there are always some reasons!"

"Zangfeng Patriarch?"

Lin Cangxue frowned and exclaimed, but there was no response.

Then, Lin Cangxueyu clenched her fingers and turned her head to look at the martial arts prison in the light curtain, her dark eyes flashing with worry.

Jun Chengcheng on the side did not speak, but his eyes fell tightly on the snowflakes in the sky, and there were many doubts and speculations in his heart.

Unlike everyone else, Jun Qicheng knew about Qin Changsheng's existence......

The invincible character who pushes the eternal sky!

Qin Changsheng created his own martial arts to dominate the world, the first style is to kill the god with a knife, Jun Qicheng once in the Dongling Restaurant, saw Lin Huang used.

The second type is this snow drifting world!

At the beginning, she went to the Drifting Snow Palace alone, one of which was to challenge Lin Cangxue. The second is to take a look at this snowdrifting world and see how powerful the martial arts created by the eternal Tianjiao are.

It's just that the result made Jun Chengcheng a little disappointed.

The so-called killing god slash and snow drifting in the world are not as powerful as she imagined.

In addition, she also had one thing she was most concerned about, Qin Changsheng was the demon who dominated the world thousands of years ago, so his martial arts inheritor ......

Will it shoulder Qin Changsheng's mission?

Jun Chengcheng's eyes fell on Lin Huang, and a cold color jumped in his eyes, and the killing intent that had been silent during this time seemed to be slowly reviving again.

In the martial arts prison, Lin Huang stretched out his hand and followed the falling snowflakes, and the biting chill instantly stabbed his palm, making Lin Huang's arm shrink.

Lin Huang walked in the vast snow, and he had a slight realization in his heart, perhaps the biggest purpose of Xiao Yishan letting him enter the Drifting Snow Palace was to drift in the snow.

Airplanes.

Buzzing.

When Lin Huang was comprehending the artistic conception of the snow drifting world, the ring in his hand suddenly trembled twice, emitting a scorching light.

Well?

Lin Huang frowned slightly, and snorted suspiciously. Before he could make a move, a scroll flew out of the ring, suspended in the void.

Unfold slowly......

It was a picture of the forest famine regarded as dross, because the painting was really miserable.

In the painting, a down-and-out young man dressed in sackcloth, with a bald bird under his feet, is flying hard in the air, and a rusty iron knife hangs from the young man's waist, which looks even more dross.

And the mountains and rivers below the picture are more like a few mounds!

"Senior Brother Qin Changsheng......

Lin Huang looked at the picture scroll that suddenly appeared, and he was quite curious. He naturally knew that the snow drift was from Qin Changsheng, but he didn't know what the picture scroll appeared at this time, what was the meaning?

And at the moment when it appeared in the scroll, the snowflakes in the martial arts prison began to change.

It's gone.

There are also no previous goose feather blockbusters.

The falling snowflakes become poignant, and the snowflakes fall like cherry blossoms in full bloom, just like the most wonderful scenery in the world.

The sadness in the heavy snow is more and more painful, as if it comes from the depths of the soul.

Outside the forbidden land, Jun Chengcheng and Lin Cangxue's eyes were bright, and it seemed that the heavy snow falling at the moment was the real snow drifting in the world.

Poignant.

The chill is biting.

Then, the picture scroll in the void flickered with the aura of Taoism and mystery, and the complex words danced.

After Lin Huang thought for a while, his divine consciousness went towards the picture scroll......

The divine sense was integrated into the picture scroll, and Lin Huang only saw a scroll of notes, which was crumpled and extremely dross, and the handwriting on the notes was also very immature.

- Qin Changsheng's own statement!

Lin Huang looked stunned, looked at the crooked big characters, and couldn't wait to open the notes.

......

"My name is Qin Changsheng."

"I was born in a small mountain village, and my father and mother wanted me to live to be a hundred years old, so they named me Qin Changsheng."

"Today is my 10th birthday and I'm very happy. Because my mother said that I have braised pork to eat today!Haha, I haven't eaten meat for half a year......

Seeing this, Qin Changsheng's first note ended, and Lin Huang then turned backwards.

"On my tenth birthday, a group of thieves suddenly broke into the small mountain village and killed my father and mother, as well as everyone in the small mountain village!"

"Daddy's head was gone, and my mother frantically wiped blood all over my face, held me in her arms and pressed me under me, and was slashed forty-seven times."

"I saw the two pillars of the house next door, being hooked and dragged, and half of my body was gone."

"Aunt Liu knelt in front of the wicked people, pleaded bitterly, and finally stripped naked and hung on a tree."

......

"I, Qin Changsheng, swear that I want revenge!"

"Even if it's ten years, a hundred years, a thousand years, I want revenge!"

"I'm going to kill them!"

"I'm going to crush them to ashes!"

"But those people are so strong, they can fly, and I saw them holding up the whole mountain with one hand, and they were like gods in the sky...... No, they're demons!"

"But even if it's demons, I'm going to kill them. My father and mother are gone, and I can't eat braised pork anymore!"

"Just yesterday, I saw an uncle. He seems to have a rope in his hand, and he dragged down the demon flying in the sky at once, I think he must be very powerful, I want to worship him as a teacher, and let my uncle teach me magic skills!"

Lin Huang smiled slightly, he didn't expect his second senior brother to be from such a background, and the uncle in the diary was Xiao Yishan.

Then, Lin Huang continued to look at it.

"I ran for half a year, and finally found a place where my uncle lived. But I'm desperate...... Uncle actually lives on a cliff, and the cliff is so high that I can't see the end! I can't fly, I can't go up at all!"

"I tried for three days, I fell off the cliff ninety-seven times, and the highest one I climbed thirty feet, I think it's very promising, if only I try harder!"

......

"It's been half a year, and I've climbed a total of 3,972 times, and finally climbed up. I don't know how high the cliff is, but I've been climbing for seven days and seven nights, so it should be a hundred feet high, right?"

In the martial arts prison, Lin Huang smiled blankly, "After climbing for seven days and seven nights, only a hundred zhang high?

Lin Huang felt that Qin Changsheng must not know arithmetic.

"Haha...... I finally met the uncle, he lived in the snow house, he said his name was Xiao Yishan, he said he was very powerful...... But he also said that he didn't accept apprentices, so I asked him, but I didn't know how to ask the uncle, so I could only kneel outside the snow house."

"Sir said, a man should stand up to the heavens and the earth, kneel to the heavens and the earth, and kneel to his parents and his master, and no one deserves to kneel in addition to this! Now that I kneel to my uncle, then he must be my master, even if it is for three days, ten days, or a hundred days!"

"It's been three days, and the door of Xuelu hasn't opened, and the uncle hasn't appeared!"

......

"It's been seven days, and the uncle still hasn't appeared!"

......

"It's been a month, and I feel like I can only kneel and can't stand up again!"

"It's been three months, and today the door of the snow house finally opened, and the uncle let me walk in the snow house, and then ...... I climbed in, haha!"

Seeing this, Lin Huang couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and smile, he was amused by Qin Changsheng, and then Lin Huang continued to look at it:

"Today, it's the Chinese New Year's Eve of the 732nd year of the Heavenly Record Calendar!"

"At the reunion dinner in the evening, Master asked me to sit next to him, looking at the table full of braised pork, I don't know why I suddenly cried, Master scolded me for not having ambition, and he also said that I don't like to cry apprentices. But I cried even louder, and I vowed to practice my magic skills hard, I wanted revenge, and I wanted to repay Master's great kindness!"

"Seven hundred and thirty-three years of the Heavenly Machine Calendar, the first day of the Lunar New Year, I will always remember this day in my heart. Because today I kowtowed to my uncle nine times in the snow, officially worshipping my uncle as a teacher, and becoming the second disciple to enter the room!"

"From today on, I have a master, his name is Xiao Yishan, known as the Yang Ren Tu!"

In the last three chapters, Qin Changsheng's role ...... He is my own son, and it is not easy for you to come to the city......

(End of chapter)