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At this time, it was already early summer in April, and the snow in Kunlun Mountain had not thawed in the slightest, and the cold air slowly penetrated from the soles of the feet to the forehead, even if the cultivators had to silently cultivate in their bodies to keep warm. Only the sun above has become more and more bright and brilliant, reflecting a dazzling color between the ice and snow.

The main peak of Kunlun Mountain, the falling snow peak, protrudes above the mountain range like a jade pillar in the sky, reaching into the sky, as if it is the first peak of the Yanhuang Domain, even if it is eager to overwhelm the snow in all aspects, the Yin and Yang Stream of Changbai Mountain does not dare to compare with it in the terrain height.

Thousands of years ago, Fallen Snow Peak was not as tall and astonishing as it is today. The ancestor of the snow region once broke through the realm at the top of the peak and entered the heavens, so the snow froze the world. Then the falling snow peak was shrouded by the cold air of the Kunlun Snow Protector Sect, and the ice continued to thicken and grow inch by inch, accumulating thousands of years to turn into its current appearance.

On the snowy peak, in the snow palace.

Lu Ziyi was already determined to hope that Xueyu would give him the treatment of a core disciple. Bai Yuetan said, there was a sigh hidden in the end of the note, the sound was like a blend of snow, weak and a little stiff and difficult to dissolve.

When they mentioned this matter privately before Cang Lang returned, Bai Yuetan strongly objected to it. It's not that she dislikes Lu Ziyi's lack of qualifications, but it's that it's hard for her to open her mouth and it's hard to be allowed.

She was reluctant to face this man, a man who was like a glacier in front of a boat and an abyss in front of the road, but she had to face and obey as a saint.

In front of her, a white rattan chair was placed high on the white marble steps, and on top of it sat a man with hard facial features, who seemed to be no more than forty years old, but he had to be white.

He is the sect master of the Kunlun Snow Domain, Bai Jinghong, his real age is over 100, and he has cultivated to the late stage of Fengtian, and his strength is also at the forefront of the Great Yan Yellow Domain.

He held a glass of wine in his left hand, the wine was cloudy and warm, and a curling white mist rose. In his right hand, he held a book made of ice and snow and read it, sometimes nodding in admiration and sometimes showing deep thought.

That is the annotation of the Rongyuan chapter of "Snow Fall Heavenly Scripture" given by Xue Wuqing to Bai Yuetan.

"Lu Ziyi?" Bai Jinghong had already heard Bai Yuetan mention this person, he was born in the small Lu family that was hidden under the threat of the Yin and Yang Stream, and at the age of twenty-eight, he was innocent and soft in his heart, and he was not qualified to become a core disciple of the Nine Heavens Sect at all.

"Yes. Bai Yuetan added, "He also walked out of the last level of illusion, which Yang Zhen of the underworld failed to do. ”

"Moreover, this matter was ordered by the ancestor himself. Since Lu Ziyi has come to the end, he should get the opportunity that belongs to him. The ancestor had no other resources, so he promised that if Lu Ziyi agreed to join the Snow Domain, he would enjoy the treatment of a true disciple. Lu Ziyi only wants to be a core disciple, probably because he doesn't want to cause criticism. ”

Bai Jinghong raised the white eyebrows on one side, the ancestor was a character from a thousand years ago, Bai Jinghong didn't know anything about her temperament, but Xue Wuqing's causal theory, Bai Jinghong refused to accept it.

"What can he bring to the snowy region besides consuming resources?"

Bai Yuetan thought about Ning Yan's explanation, and said stubbornly: "He can bring the protection of the little ancestor." ”

"What little ancestor?"

"Peace...... He has been accepted as a disciple by the first ancestor. Bai Yuetan involuntarily lowered his voice, "The Ancestor is very optimistic about the potential of the Little Ancestor, and entrusts him with the secret of the ruins, hoping that he will ascend to the ...... Bring something to the Ancestors. ”

Bai Jinghong Huo Ran raised his head.

Listening to Bai Yuetan's experience about this ruin, he never looked up, as if he was intoxicated with Xue Jian's understanding. It was only at this time that he looked away from Xue Jian and landed on the black-clothed young man behind Bai Yuetan.

The young man stood straight, not facing the restraints of the master of a sect or holding himself the identity of the ancestor. His figure is slender and slightly thin, his long hair is gray, his eyebrows and eyes are clear and handsome, and his temperament is seven points indifferent and three points demonic, like a pitch-black bamboo born from the snow in the abyss, and like a snow-bright sword that falls from the clouds and pierces the dark rocks.

This young man is a registered disciple of the first ancestor.

That is, his ancestor.

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Although the cultivation path of the Yanhuang Domain is very backward, he also knows that there is a heaven outside the sky, and the immortals refer to the six golden bridges, the great festival of the Yin and Yang stream, and the sudden rise of the Great Underworld Dynasty, all of which remind the cultivators of the Rongyuan Realm who are struggling in the mortal world of the existence of the larger world.

But how many years has the Yanhuang Domain not mentioned the word Ascension?

The limit of cultivation that the Heavenly Dao of the Yanhuang Domain can restrain is the peak of the Sealed Heavens, and if the cultivation breaks through the Sealed Heaven Realm, one can break free from the shackles of the Heavenly Dao and soar to a higher level of the world, which is a fact recognized by cultivators in the world.

No one knew if the Yanhuang Domain had ever had a glorious past of mortal ascetic cultivation and ascension, but the history clearly recorded in the past three thousand years ruthlessly told everyone that the bottleneck of the peak of the Sealing Heaven had never been loosened.

Whether this is because the cultivators are not talented enough or the water and soil in the Yanhuang Domain are not enough, in other words, whether the thin power of heaven and earth in the Nether Realm can support the cultivators to break through the Sealed Heaven has not yet been determined.

The latest controversy about Ascension is the inexplicable disappearance of the Snowy Ancestor thousands of years ago, and some people have speculated that she broke through the heavens and the earth and ascended, but the strength shown by Xue Wuqing at that time was not enough to seal the peak of the sky, and this statement was naturally not confirmed.

According to Bai Yuetan's statement, the ancestor was originally a god who descended from the upper realm, which was acceptable to Bai Jinghong, but the ancestor actually said that after Ning Yan ascended.

This sentence first broke through the unclear controversy of the Yanhuang Domain for thousands of years, and second, it greatly affirmed Ning Yan's talent.

Bai Jinghong knows a little about Ning Yan from Bai Yuetan's description, sixteen years old Tongtian, but he has the strength to open the heavens, Rao is Bai Jinghong is well-informed and unheard of, such a genius qualification is definitely above Bai Yuetan and Meng Li, and there may be some possibilities for future ascension.

Such a genius joined the Kunlun Snow Domain, and after a few decades, when he grew into the strongest person in the Yanhuang Domain, he was able to provoke the pillars of the Nine Heavens Sect with his own strength, and Bai Jinghong was happy to do it.

But Ning Yan will not be a disciple of the Snow Domain, but an ancestor. The word he uses is not to provoke, but to shelter.

Bai Jinghong has never really felt the meaning of these two words in a hundred years.

His gaze swept over Ning Yan, trying to see him through with the transcendence of the realm.

However, he didn't expect that Ning Yan smiled back and looked back, and Bai Jinghong saw that Ning Yan's cultivation realm was just the early stage of entering Tongtian.

And he couldn't see anything else.

Bai Jinghong glanced at Ning Yan deeply, and said, "I salute the little ancestor with a glass of wine." The snow is in the cold, and you need something spicy to warm your body. ”

He raised his hand and sent it, and the wine glass floated flat towards Ning Yan, who reached out to take it, but the wine did not rise a trace of ripples.

The wine glass was a small cup of a white jade carved dragon, and the white gas was still rising, but the wine in it was already cold, and a thin layer of turbid ice was covered on it, reflecting Ning Yan's face blurred.

Bai Jinghong called Ning Yan his ancestor, but he greeted him with spicy and icy, and his intention was self-evident.

Ning Yan smiled, in the palm of his hand, a stream of heat flowed in the most subtle meridians in his palm, and the ice immediately thawed, but Ning Yan did not drink it.

He was still running his True Qi, slowly evaporating the wine.

Bai Jinghong's eyes froze.

"Wine can warm people's stomach, but it can also burn people's hearts and livers. I don't like to drink, I like to drink tea. ”

Ning Yan evenly sprinkled a layer of tea leaves at the bottom of the cup, and a bunch of clean snow fell into the jade cup like a white rainbow between beckonings, turning into boiling tea in Ning Yan's hand in a blink of an eye.

"I'll give the sect master a cup of tea. Looking down from a high altitude makes people dizzy, and drinking herbal tea can lighten people's desires. He said with a smile, and with a flick of his wrist, he sent the white jade cup back.

The two energetic cyclones of yin and yang turned into small plates, holding the jade cup and flying steadily into Bai Jinghong's palm. In an instant, the yang energy dissipates and the yin energy cools the brewed tea. Bai Jinghong looked at the small white petals and large pieces of ice ballast in the teacup, and hung a little white frost on his brow facing the mouth of the cup.

Bai Yuetan looked at Ning Yan with some puzzlement, such a move is inevitably disrespectful, Bai Jinghong has never been a good talker, it is difficult for him to let go of his mouth, not to mention that he resists the strong man of Fengtian like this.

The tea is jasmine, and the homophony is powerless. Ning Yan added a lot, and then used ice to suppress the fierce agitation, and the strong fragrance escaped wildly, almost choking people out of breath.

It's an attitude.

Bai Jinghong was silent for a moment, raised his glass and drank it all, and the ice ballast was chewed softly.

It's also an attitude.

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Bai Jinghong raised his head and drank the cold tea, and did not put down the jade cup that was still holding the cold in his hand, and his eyes seemed to be woven into a cage and shrouded Ning Yan's head.

Ning Yan calmly faced Bai Jinghong, and the smile on his lips was as usual.

Facing Ning Yan's eyes that were as clear as ice water, a feeling of extreme displeasure rose in Bai Jinghong's heart.

Or rather, uneasy.

Ning Yan told Bai Jinghong with a cup of iced jasmine tea that he couldn't suppress this young man, regardless of identity, talent, or temperament. He had no reason to suppress Ning Yan, and he lacked the means to deal with Ning Yan. Ning Yan could not be his master ancestor and turn to the Snow Domain as an enemy, but the Snow Domain did not have the confidence to face the future number one powerhouse in the Yanhuang Domain.

He understood, so he didn't like it, so he was upset.

"Ning Yan's little ancestor's natural temperament has been comprehended. Bai Jinghong said, without any emotion in his voice. "The ancestor has an excellent vision, and if he can bring the little ancestor under his disciple, it will be just around the corner to regain the prestige of the Snow Domain in the Yanhuang Domain in the future. ”

He drank Ning Yan's tea, indicating that he recognized Ning Yan's existence, that is, the Kunlun Snow Domain would recognize this cheap ancestor because of his talent, but also because of his mystery.

Ning Yan smiled and shook his head, "I have low talent, I only have a mere general realm, and I was just accepted as a registered disciple by my master." And the master also instructed that this matter should not be spread outside, so as not to embarrass me to the snowy region. ”

Hearing Ning Yan's statement that he would not disclose his identity to share the power of the Snow Domain, Bai Jinghong's heart was slightly relieved, and at the same time he frowned, "What does the little master ancestor think, please tell me." ”

Ning Yan smiled lazily and said sarcastically: "The sect master is really worried. ”

He turned his head and no longer looked at Bai Jinghong, his eyes wandered to the outside of the hall, looking at the treetops with ice cubes hanging in the courtyard in a daze.

The snow region is located in the highest place of Kunlun, it is difficult for trees to survive, and most of the surviving ones are hundreds of thousands of years old spiritual trees, and their growth has long been no longer gratifying, and the branches that have been destroyed by the ice and snow and cold wind for many years are full of sores and cracks. When Ning Yan looked over, it was when the last dead leaf of the tree in front of the court fell from the branch.

The brittle corpse crumbled in the air, the fragments swept away by the breeze, leaving only the veins of the leaves to fall into the white snow.

Ning Yan felt a little sorry that the intricate root system of this old tree that had been rooted for thousands of years was finally frozen by the severe cold due to senescence, and it would be difficult to extract new green in the coming year.

Bai Jinghong didn't like Ning Zhen, and Ning Yan didn't like Bai Jinghong, a hundred-year-old immortal who coveted power.

The snow region has been inherited for a thousand years, longer than the Yin Yang Stream and the Great Underworld Dynasty, and older than this old tree. The height of the Nine Heavens Force is overwhelming, and no matter how small the ills are, they will be magnified dozens of times at this height.

Just like the erosion of branches and leaves is due to the decay of roots, just like the freezing of thousands of feet of falling snow peaks, it is not a day's cold. The weakness of a Nine Heavens Sect will never be only because of the obsolescence of the exercises and the suppression of the Yin and Yang stream, but also because of the rot in the bones of this huge and bloated force.

It is conceivable that Bai Yuetan, as a saintess in the snowy region, is so naïve that she never seems to have controlled the slightest power, and the sect masters and elders of the Kunlun snowy region may not be able to get rid of it.

To what extent the roots of the snow region are rotten, and whether they can be reborn in the future, Ning Yan doesn't know, and he doesn't want to care too much.

In such a state of mutual disgust with the high-level leaders of the Snowy Domain led by Bai Jinghong, Ning Yan could maintain his relationship with the Snowy Land for the cause and effect of Xue Wuqing, but he would never regard himself as a member of the Snowy Domain.

"I've never been too lazy to get involved in cause and effect. After all, the Kunlun Snow Region is a point of cause and effect left by the master, and it is related to the luck of the master, so I will come here. Ning Yan looked out the window and said lightly to Bai Jinghong, "The master accepts me as an apprentice, I just take the responsibility for cause and effect, I won't let Xueyu die under the hands of Yin Yang Jian, but you can do your own thing." ”

Bai Jinghong nodded, put down the white jade cup in his hand, and the cold air in his palm immediately dissipated.

"The little master is very admirable. But having said that, the status of the master is noble, and the disciples must not be confused. Bai Jinghong pondered for a moment, glanced at Bai Yuetan, and then said to Ning Yan: "The Snowy Saintess has not done anything for more than ten years, so you might as well ...... Feng Xiao Shizu with the title of Holy Son. ”