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Ning Yan will not meddle in the affairs of the Snow Region, Bai Jinghong is still the master of a high sect, and what Ning Yan is given is only an ethereal title.

And the conditions proposed by Ning Yan were also allowed, Lu Ziyi officially worshiped in the Kunlun Snow Region and enjoyed the treatment of a core disciple, and he himself had the title of the Holy Son of the Snow Region.

Three days later, Ning Yan was enshrined at the Fallen Snow Altar at the top of the Fallen Snow Peak, and officially became famous in the Yanhuang Domain cultivation world as the Holy Son of the Kunlun Snow Domain.

The time of being sealed is set by Merry Child, she is an expert in this way, and Bai Jinghong, who is at the peak of the Heaven Realm in terms of the way of calculation, is not as good as Merry Er. But in fact, Merry Er just picked a random time according to Ning Yan's meaning, not looking for a good day and an auspicious day, just as soon as possible. This time the opportunity allowed Ning Yan to finally start his cultivation experience, and he didn't want to walk in Kunlun for too long.

The title ceremony was presided over by Bai Jinghong himself, with the holy daughter Bai Yuetan as the backdrop, and the thirty-six elders and three thousand disciples of the snowy region all came to watch the ceremony.

Bai Jinghong's speech and demeanor did not have a trace of flaws, and he was very kind and kind to Ning Yan, as if Ning Yan was originally a genius hidden in the snow in the snowy region, and he had been practicing outside, and now he was just starting to emerge as the inheritance of the ancestors.

has lived for hundreds of years, and Bai Jinghong can indeed be called an old ginger.

Ning Yan knew what Bai Jinghong was thinking, but he didn't care, he really needed a reasonable identity in the Snow Domain, and the Holy Son was the best choice without revealing that he was a disciple of Xue Wuqing.

On this trip, Ning Yan killed an entire team of people from Yin Yang Stream, including the illegitimate son of the Fourteenth True Disciple and Elder Fengtian. But with his status as the Holy Son of the Snowy Land, he can block many troubles.

The first is to explain his care for the snow and the great contribution he has made, so that people can divert their attention from the doubts about his original identity, so as to reduce the pressure that Jinghua may be under. The second is to explain his undisguised hostility towards the Yin Yang Stream, the Yin Yang Stream and the Snow Land have competed for hundreds of years but have not set off a big war has its own rules, no matter how fierce the battle between the juniors is, it can only be solved by the juniors themselves, and the elders of the sect can only admit it.

Even after training in the Yanhuang Domain, with such an identity, other forces have a lot of scruples when they want to attack him.

At the title ceremony, Bai Jinghong gave Ning Yan a transcript of "Ice and Snow Dance Divine Skill" and "Commentary on the Snowfall Heavenly Sutra". It is not easy to transcribe a high-level exercise, and the higher the depth of the exercise, the more difficult it is to describe it in words, and it is necessary to draw a diagram to explain it. was able to transcribe the notes left by Xue Wuqing in just three days, which was due to Bai Jinghong's high comprehension, but Bai Jinghong was not idle in the past three days.

Ning Yan couldn't help but smile secretly when he took the jade slip of the exercises, it seemed that Bai Jinghong was still not at ease, and stayed up all night to transcribe these as a benefit for him not to interfere.

Ning Yan's "Taiyi Yin and Yang Ci" inherited from the Heavenly Mandate Sect was enough to support his cultivation to the peak of Jindan, but he would never mind having a few more exercises to refer to. He cultivates the way of the sword instead of yin and yang, "Taiyi Yin and Yang Ci" is just the starting rule, with two instruments derived from the five elements and one ether derived from Vientiane, his way is still very long.

The first line of the Heavenly Mandate Sect specializes in Tai Chi Yin and Yang, while the exercises of the Snow Domain specialize in ice and snow. Ning Yan can cultivate the Yin and Yang dual swords, and can also use ice and snow to enter the sword path, Taiyin and cold Qi are combined, Ning Yan is much easier to study than other exercises.

Moreover, if he wants to practice "Snow Falling Neuro", it is also necessary to have an understanding of Xue Wuqing's other exercises.

The ceremony lasted for three hours. In addition to announcing Ning Yan's identity as the Holy Son to the cultivators of the world, it is more important to explain to everyone in the Snow Land what he has gained in the ancestral ruins this time, with the "Commentary on the Snowfall Heavenly Sutra" as a supplement to the "Ice Sky Snow Dance Divine Skill", presumably the cultivation process of everyone in the Snow Region will be much smoother.

After the ceremony, Bai Jinghong walked away without saying a word to Ning Yan. Ning Yan didn't bother to pay attention to the strange gaze of the high-level elder of the Snow Domain, he was still standing on the altar, waiting for what he should take care of.

Lu Ziyi had changed into a disciple's robe with dark patterns of mountains woven on the cuffs of the snowy region, the white clothes were elegant, and his eyebrows were much more resolute than when he was in Jinghua. After the ceremony, he walked up to Ning Yan and saluted Ning Yan three times, bowing at a deeper angle than once.

Ning Yan accepted his great gift as a matter of course, and he understood what he meant.

He was thanking the three people, namely the Snowy Son who persuaded the sect master, the junior who saved his family, and the beggar boy who took him to witness the truth of life and death.

He was saying goodbye to one person, and that was Ning Di.

After leaving the ruins, Lu Ziyi thought about it for a few days and nights, and finally decided to stay in the Kunlun Snow Region. The Lu family is completely hidden, but this time he has seen the cruelty of life and death in the cultivation world, and the prosperity of the world in Jinghua is nothing worthy of his nostalgia.

Compared to Ning Yan's extraordinary talent, his physical qualifications are too ordinary. But after his state of mind matured, the realm bottleneck he faced was much weaker than that of ordinary people. He worshiped in the snowy region and used his huge resources to accumulate enough cultivation, and it was possible for the Lu family to see the light of day again from the shadow of the yin and yang stream in the future.

Ning Yan was also a little surprised that he actually had a sense of relief at a young age, he had always prided himself on being a murderer, but he single-handedly brought two young people older than himself into the cultivation world.

He smiled at Lu Ziyi, "Practice hard, we'll have a date later." ”

A complicated look appeared on Lu Ziyi's face, both grateful and a little reluctant. Ning Yan's time is precious, and he shouldn't delay too much, he nodded solemnly and said, "Yes", and then followed his brothers and sisters down the mountain together.

Bi Xie also made a name in the snowy region, but he was unwilling to stay in the snowy region. Ning Yan had already expected this, this young man from a gangster background was more enthusiastic about freedom than he was cautious about safety, and Ning Yan, who started his cultivation path with "Wanhai Yuan Yuan Gong", couldn't restrain him, let alone the resource-rich Nine Heavens Sect. This time, he was at the beginning of his edge in the snowy region, and soon the cultivators in the Yanhuang Domain for three days would hear his name, and wandering the rivers and lakes was his way.

After Ning Yan killed the Yin Yang Stream, he picked up the heavenly treasures and pills in the second and third tombs, most of which were handed over to the Snow Domain, and almost all of the rest were given to Bi Xie. Ning Yan's self-sustaining talent is sufficient, and he disdains to use foreign objects to improve his cultivation in the low realm.

Bi Xie has already obtained the full copy of "Wanhai Yuan Yuan Gong", and there is no need to worry about the exercises in the Jindan Realm, but now that he has obtained a large number of spiritual herbs and Xuanzhen stones, it is meaningless to continue to walk in the snowy region.

He left Kunlun Mountain after he was entitled. In the past seven years, he has been guided by Ning Yan and Ning Yan to set foot in the path of cultivation, and now he has a considerable realm, and he can be on a par with the top geniuses in the Yanhuang Domain. However, after all, this little ancestor was too strong, and in order to avoid losing his assertiveness under the light of Ning Yan, he had to leave Ning Yan to practice independently.

He is ready to open a page of the book of life and death, and join forces with the Great Immortal Officials to establish a new order in Yang City.

Yangcheng door theft has been rampant for nearly a hundred years, and the Great Immortal official doesn't want to take care of it, but it can't manage it. Yangcheng, as the hub of Tongtian Jinqiao, is really fat and oily, and such a force is not burned by wildfires. Therefore, the content of the Great Underworld's Book of Life and Death this time is not simply to exterminate, but to break the official people into the thief's door, and then control the entire high-level, and gradually reverse it to become the official tax authority of the Great Underworld.

Bi Xie is extremely despised for the style of stealing doors, and bullying the soft and fearing the hard is the most unpopular robber. After Qian Cheng, the master of the Heaven Conquering Peak, was killed by Ning Yan and Merry Er together, the thief door was already in chaos, and among them, the cultivators in the late stage of Heaven Snatching were fighting very happily, which was just the right time to cut in.

Ning Yan is not worried about Bi Xie, he has been in the market since he was a child, there is no problem with his mind, and it is very easy to get rid of dependence. When Bi Xie was leaving, he joked: "When I return to the underworld in three months to return the book of life and death, if you still can't solve Yangcheng, don't say that you are with me in Jinghua." ”

"How is that possible!" Bi Xie waved his hand, took the knife out of the Sumeru stone, put it on his shoulder, and whistled down the mountain.

When Bi Xie's figure turned into an inauthentic little black dot in the vast white, Merry also turned to look at Ning Yan.

It's not early. Ning Yan knew that it was time for her to go.

Before leaving, she left Mao Wangcai a messenger to control the world's intelligence, where is her cause and effect, she will travel. Xue Wuqing can observe the reincarnation of life and death in the world, and she wants to observe the cause and effect of the world tomorrow.

Ning Yan actually knew very well that her talent was much higher than herself, but she seemed to be obsessed with cause and effect, lazy in fighting, and only enlightened and did not attach importance to cultivation. Her aura has always been like a mortal girl, Ning Yan can't see through her realm, but at this time, he who has broken through the heaven and earth can't help but suspect that she may not be ...... at all There is no realm.

Ning Yan wanted to say something, but raised his head but stared at her involuntarily for a long time, and when he looked away from the seven abrupt black moles, he also felt a little embarrassed.

The inscription of the Heavenly Dao is too eye-catching, like seven deep vortices that attract all eyes that touch it, and mortals will ignore the appearance of Merry Child's facial features because of this, and Ning Yan can't take it as if he was idle.

Merry glared at him, pouting angrily, but the shallow dimples under the black mole disappeared as soon as they appeared, and they were clearly smiling.

So Ning Yan also laughed, his slightly narrowed eyes were black and white, like thick ink flowing on white paper, and every word was written in it cleanly and clearly.

The two didn't say a word, just looked at each other and smiled as a farewell.

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When the sun set in the west, the people at the altar of the fallen snow peak had dispersed, and the glow of the glow was swaying in the reckless Kunlun, and the thousands of miles of snow were like a picture scroll dyed with cinnabar.

"The snow is a beautiful place. Ning Yan sat on the edge of the altar, his feet crossed lazily, and his pale cheeks were reflected vividly in the setting sun.

He had fled several worlds in a hurry, but for the first time, he was truly part of a world. Ning Yan has been preparing for this not far away trip, where he has experienced the first chance of practicing for more than seven years, where he has come back from the dead, buried his thoughts here, apprenticed here, captured treasures here, and killed people here.

It's beautiful here. It's a beautiful world. He was happy.

Bai Yuetan stood not far behind him, watching the thin young man in black swinging his legs on the snow-white altar, the sunset on his forehead, and the clouds at his feet, forming a picture of his own.

After returning to the Fallen Snow Peak, Bai Yuetan retreated for three days, and had broken through to the peak of seizing the sky, and at this time, seeing that Ning Yan knew the unity of heaven and earth, heaven and man, he couldn't help but let out a long sigh in his heart.

Ning Yan heard her sigh and looked back at her with a smile.

"The matter of the ancestral ruins is all up to the little ancestor to defeat the Yin and Yang Stream, and Yue Tan is deeply admired. Bai Yuetan came back to her senses and said to Ning Yan a little stiffly.

Ning Yan smiled, "Let's talk about it directly." ”

Bai Yuetan thought about the many illusions in the ruins, as well as the oath he made in the illusion, bit his lower lip, and bowed to Ning Yan.

"I have something I want to ask the little master to help me with. ”

Ning Yan raised his fingertips and touched his eyebrows, and smiled at Bai Yuetan: "If I can make progress, I will come back to help you try." ”

Bai Yuetan's mind was simple, and Ning Yan knew at a glance that she almost killed herself in the illusion, and there must be someone who had already died but was difficult to give up.

"Snow Fallen Underworld Nerve" cultivates the true soul of the gods, and Bai Yuetan must be thinking about resurrection.

Hearing Ning Yan's reply, although he didn't finish his words, Bai Yuetan couldn't help but shed tears.

"Don't cry, I promised you, if you're happy, you should look happy. ”

"Of course I'm happy......" Bai Yuetan smiled, her pretty face that had been deliberately cold for more than ten years finally revealed a soft smile, like snow and the moon.

She suddenly raised her feet and jumped onto the altar, and with a flick of her arms, the light Ayara was raised, blending into the evening clouds.

On the altar, a woman in white danced, with crisp silver bells and fluttering water sleeves.

Her movements were so gentle, as if she were afraid to disturb the sleeping souls of the altar. Ning Yan sat on the edge and beat softly.

"Insert a song"

At the end of the dance, she knelt on the ground and kissed the cold masonry of the altar, tears still hanging quietly on her eyelashes.

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The south of the clouds, the land of barbarians, is where Yunyi is located.

Fuming is the center of Yunyi and the garrison of the Dian people.

The curling smoke and misty mist were mixed together, and even up to the clouds, they were all dyed a thin red by the setting sun, enveloping the small buildings and thousands of families. Strangely dressed men and women hurried in the twilight, their bodies covered with silverware, their heads covered with wooden basins, their faces painted with floral ornaments, and their eyes filled with heartfelt joy.

Yunyi's life is like this, laughter is also simple, and the heart is simple.

A man in a navy blue brocade robe stood behind the window of a small building. He is not confused when he is young, his sideburns are slightly frosty, and his bearing is elegant, but he is incompatible with this happy fireworks.

He wears the official uniform of the peacock complement of the Great Darkness, which means that he has three official residences and cultivates to open the sky.

"What is Lord Qin looking at?"

There was something cold and piercing in the voice. Qin Shinian didn't mind, and replied with a smile: "Your clan is so good, fortunately living in a simple land of Yunyi Taoism, simple and natural, but there are many fewer troubles than the Central Plains." ”

"In that case, Lord Zhou must also know what it means for us to have the restraint of another dynasty. Behind Qin Shinian, the patriarch of the Dian clan looked at him coldly, but his gaze seemed to pass through Qin Shinian's body, and the tribe that fell outside the building and laughed became softer.

Qin Shinian smiled faintly, in the stilted building, the dishes were already fragrant, wanting to block people's throats.

"I have explained many times that I am not from the Ministry of Etiquette, and I am only responsible for investigating cases. Besides, the book of life and death has also been taken over, presumably he will arrive in Yunyi soon, and the disappearance of the witch can be concealed for a while, if I ignore it, what will become of Yunyi?" Qin Shinian looked at Long Luo and smiled: "Patriarch Long Luo doesn't want Miss Fu to go away like this, right?"

A sentence seemed to turn into a sharp knife and stabbed Long Luo in the heart. A dark color flashed in the deepest part of Long Luo's eyes, and Qin Shinian looked at him with a smile, as if he was distinguishing whether it was grief, self-blame, or something else. And Long Luo also looked at Qin Shinian, seeing how much of his smile was true and how much it was fake.

Not every Yunyi person is simple and kind, just like not every official is honest and honest.

After a while, he said, "I hope you have the ability to find Fudi." ”

After saying that, he turned around and left, but Qin Shinian picked up the thing on the windowsill, but it was a pair of bamboo chopsticks.

He walked downstairs and ate with Yunyi's people, taking a bite of rice, a mouthful of food and a sip of wine, so that he could live calmly.

Fuming laughed and laughed.

When night fell, the fog rose again, burying it all in deep darkness.