There have always been wonders on the White Lotus Holy Mountain. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

That's snow.

There is no goose feather snow falling from the sky, and those snow colors are natural and have been since ancient times.

Whenever and wherever you look at the White Lotus Holy Mountain from any direction, you will see those white snows, in fact, those snows are real, and they do not melt all year round.

According to common sense, it should always be cold on the White Lotus Holy Mountain, which is also the guess of most people about this holy mountain.

However, it is hard to imagine that the White Lotus Holy Mountain is actually not cold at all, what is the temperature of Lin'an City at the foot of the mountain, what is the temperature on the mountain, the snow is not as cold as imagined, and it does not freeze your hands.

Although the snow never melts one day, there are unique springs, summers, autumns and winters on the mountain, but the winters are colder and the summers are cooler, but these temperature changes are really nothing for the practitioners.

A small two-story building stands halfway up the hill in a secluded wood.

This forest is covered with white frost and snow, which is very reminiscent of the endless snow field in the tomb of Yubei, which is also the same ice and snow, the same plain white, white as paper.

There was no frost on the eaves of the small building, no snow on the roof, and there were three people in the two-story house.

Yu Huaji was lying on the small bed in her room with a pale expression, probably the familiar bed gave people a sense of security, her expression was a little more relaxed than a few days ago, but the pain did not abate.

Her eyes were lowered, not because she didn't want to open them, but because she really fell asleep, deep and breathing heavier than before.

A beautiful woman with black hair like a waterfall and a black dress mopping the floor sat on the edge of her bed, her expression rare solemn.

She hadn't looked so solemn in a hundred years that she had almost forgotten the feeling, the slightly anxious mood.

Long Xingyao, Yu Huaji's personal maidservant and one of the geniuses of the Daomen, stood in the room, she stood behind the black-clothed woman who was as black as ink, as if she wanted to melt into the night, revealing a worried expression.

"Uncle Junior...... How's that? Holy Maiden...... Is it okay?" said Long Xingyao in a trembling voice.

The worry is palpable.

This black-haired woman turned out to be Mo Ying, the little uncle of the Daomen, the strongest person in Beihai who was demonized into a witch in the Beihai cultivation world!

Daomen Junior Uncle Mo Ying let go of the hand holding Yu Huaji's pulse, and said after a long silence: "A very ancient poison, if it is not what I expected, this poison should be called Xuanming poison thousands of years ago, it is difficult to deal with, and the antidote should have been lost long ago...... The way I have realized is great freedom, not to help the world, I will only kill people, not save people...... So it's hard to do. ”

Long Xingyao was taken aback, thinking that if even the junior uncle couldn't cure this poison, wouldn't the Holy Maiden definitely die?

She shuddered at the thought of this possibility, almost unsteady on her feet.

Mo Ying pondered for a while, and said: "I can only use the aura to suppress the poison on the little fish now, but this will leave a very serious sequelae, not only the toxin will often have to be suppressed repeatedly, but more importantly, the potential threat of the toxin, such as the danger of sudden outbreak when breaking the realm, and when the little fish faces the hurdle of life and death in the future, it will be easy to put people to death, this can't be delayed for too long, the sooner it is solved, the better." ”

Long Xingyao breathed a sigh of relief, but he regained his nerves, this time bomb-like toxin has always remained in his body, which is the most terrifying, because you never know what good time it will pick to explode.

She worried, "What then?"

Mo Ying said: "I don't know if this poison was obtained by the younger generation named Xiao Yi by accident, but it stands to reason that it should have been lost in Beihai, and the temporary solution is to forcibly suppress it, and then find a way to solve the problem of the antidote, if it doesn't work, I will let the old guy of Tianchen Dao deduce the location of the antidote, it can always be solved, but it ......"

As she spoke, Yu Huaji, who was asleep, opened her mouth slightly, and muttered dreamily: "Little uncle...... Let me out...... Li Molan: He ...... I'm going to protect him......"

Mo Ying looked at Yu Huaji with strange eyes, then turned his head to look at Long Xingyao, and asked, "Xingyao, the person who is talking about this girl is the heir of that old guy who is a dry wine poem?"

Long Xingyao hurriedly recounted all the causes and consequences she knew.

The seemingly lengthy process was briefly described by Long Xingyao in the key places, and it didn't take much time, after listening to the cause and effect, a figure appeared in front of Mo Ying's eyes.

Half a year ago, in that winter snow, she happened to meet a very interesting teenager on Yichang Street, and at that time she found that this boy turned out to be the legendary innate sword spirit body, and she was very interested, but she just thought it was an ordinary teenager who came to the Enlightenment Academy to take the exam, and it scared the child a lot. Who knew that half a year later, I found out that this kid turned out to be the descendant of the old man of the dry wine poem, and it really gave her a big surprise.

When Kujiushi died, she felt something in her heart, and she once couldn't believe it, you must know that in the whole Beihai, only the strength of that sloppy old man can barely beat her by half a move, how dare she believe that this old man is actually dead? But when she knew that the young man was actually the apprentice of Kujiushi, she understood that the old man who she once regarded as an insurmountable opponent was really dead.

It's just that it's too late to be sad, because this old man is a public enemy of the cultivation world, so his disciple is naturally a big trouble.

If it is said that the unrestrained and unscrupulous character of the little uncle of the Daomen, it was originally because of a certain psychology that he might resist the pressure from the Beihai Cultivation World to protect Li Molan...... After hearing Yu Huaji's dream, he no longer had any thoughts about this.

Daomen's junior uncle Mo Ying regarded Yu Huaji as his own sister and daughter, so when she found out that there was a kid who was full of trouble and wanted to get close to her sister, of course she would be hostile to him.

If it is the Jun Bu of Emperor Zizhai, or Chen Bufan of Qiu Ming Mountain, in Mo Ying's opinion, even if he can barely be with Xiao Xiaoyumen, and he is still a man, but if he is the successor of the dry wine poem, he is a natural public enemy of the cultivation world, and he will only cause trouble to Yu Huaji, this kind of person must not be a man of Xiao Xiaoyu.

If you want to get close to our little fish, there is no door! You better die honestly, and don't make trouble for our little fish anymore.

Thinking like this, Uncle Daomen had already pronounced the death sentence for Li Molan in his heart.

Long Xingyao sighed and said, "The Holy Maiden still remembers the name of that young man in this situation...... I'm afraid ......"

Mo Ying turned his head suddenly and said, "I'm afraid of what?"

Long Xingyao was frightened by the sudden action of his little uncle, and immediately said, "I'm afraid it's a deep kind of love...... If the Master Ancestor really decided not to save that young man, he would definitely die, and it might affect the Holy Maiden's Dao Heart......"

In the end, she didn't forget to add: "I'm just speculating." ”

Mo Ying hesitated for a moment, and suddenly became firm again: "Just kill that kid as soon as possible, and when the little fish enters the threshold of knowing me, I don't know how many years have passed, and I should have forgotten about that kid." ”

Long Xingyao was shocked: "Little uncle, you won't do anything to that young man, right?"

Uncle Daomen said angrily: "How can I say that kid can be regarded as saving the little fish, and I can't do it if I take revenge, but Yu Boya of Emperor Zizhai must be very interested in this kid, and he can't survive this winter." ”

Long Xingyao hesitated for a moment and asked, "Uncle Junior, let's really ...... Why don't you try to get him alive?"

Mo Ying said, "Do you know what my senior sister thinks of that kid?"

Long Xingyao asked, "What does Master Shi Zu mean?"

Mo Ying said: "There is no door! Although her original words are not like this, but this is what she means, if you dare to hook up with our female apprentice, don't expect us to save him, not to mention, this kid is in trouble all over his body, and he can't let the Daomen go to the enemy of the entire cultivation world." She is young and ignorant, how can a little girl understand the importance of the overall situation, the older a person is, the more she pays attention to the so-called overall situation, the so-called righteousness, this kind of private relationship is really nothing in comparison. ”

Long Xingyao suddenly said: "But Uncle Junior, you don't seem to pay attention to the overall situation......

Mo Ying said angrily: "I'm talking about her, not me!"

In the snow forest outside the small building, an old man walked slowly.

"Lord Moying. The old man spoke softly, but his voice was very deep, and it suddenly entered the room on the second floor.

The little uncle of Daomen was stunned, and immediately appeared in the open space outside the building, looked at the old man in front of him, and asked, "Great Elder, is there something?"

The person who came was none other than Zhao Ziyuan, the great elder of the Daomen and the dean of the Enlightenment Academy.

Zhao Ziyuan said calmly: "I just want to admonish it...... Perhaps we can try to follow the will of the Holy Maiden. ”

Mo Ying raised his eyebrows: "The little fish is already asleep." ”

Zhao Ziyuan said: "But we all understand that this is what you and Master Chen Shuisha mean. ”

Mo Ying's eyebrows were raised even higher: "So what? how old is the little fish, how can she make a correct judgment, we can't watch this little girl be young and vigorous and paralyze the Daomen." ”

The snow forest under the moonlight shimmered with silver light, reflecting the starlight in the sky, which was very bright and flashing.

And the little uncle of Daomen, who has black hair like a waterfall and a black skirt mopping the floor, seems to be a human-shaped night, almost blending in with the background behind him, and indistinguishable from the darkness.

Zhao Ziyuan looked at the woman in front of him who was as deep as the night sky, and the old age spots on his face became more obvious.

He was silent for a while and said, "But that boy is really good. ”

It's really good, these five words, how many years has Zhao Ziyuan not said them? Only when describing the truly unimaginable excellence, this Dean Zhao of the Enlightenment Academy would describe it like this, and now he once again commented like this, which surprised Mo Ying.

Mo Ying had seen that young man, but he only knew his kendo talent, but Zhao Ziyuan was more concerned about this young man's comprehensive score in liberal arts and mathematics and physics, what a powerful divine soul this was?

This kind of jade, only if it is accepted as a disciple of the Taoist sect, will it not be tyrannical.

For Li Molan, Zhao Ziyuan had an unprecedented desire to cherish talents, and it was this kind of cherishing talents that allowed him not to miss any outstanding Daomen disciples for decades, which drove him to come here now and try to change Mo Ying's mind.

Mo Ying was moved, and finally changed her opinion a little.

Silent and quiet, she almost completely blended into the night, and if you didn't look closely, it would be difficult to notice that there was a person standing here.

"Actually," she said...... It's not me who you want to persuade. ”

Dean Zhao said softly, "Yes...... What does she mean?"

Mo Ying said calmly: "Actually, my attitude is good, I don't have the idea of interfering in this matter, it is the senior sister who makes the decision, and you probably know what it is like once the senior sister becomes stubborn." ”

"He has a life-saving grace for the Holy Maiden, and that's not enough?"

"Compared with the entire Daomen, of course, it is not enough, if he leaves too deep a shadow in Xiao Xiaoyu's heart, then this chip will be lightened a little...... You should understand that the senior sister has a psychological shadow in this regard, and she definitely does not want her female apprentice to repeat the mistakes of the past. ”

Zhao Ziyuan stopped talking, but just sighed.

Then he really can't help it. (To be continued.) )