In the early morning, there was a sudden heavy snowfall, and the snowflakes were scattered and accumulated on the ground, and under the sun, the eyes were all white.

Lin Futian stood up, walked outside the small temple, squinted his eyes, and looked at the snowflakes that were still falling, and the white clouds in the sky were long, extending to the end of the field of vision. It seems that this snow will not stop today, Lin Futian held the moon pot sword in the scabbard in his right hand, slowly walked out of the door, his left hand was hidden in his sleeve, and after the negative, the moon pot sword was dragged on the snow, drawing a shallow trace. Lin Futian walked on the snow, and the snowflakes slowly fell on him, and soon, his top was full of snowflakes.

Xifeng stood at the door, looking at the man walking on the snow from a distance, he was a little puzzled, why did such a person walk with them in this place of the Central Continent? With this person's mind and the current realm of Emperor Yuan, I believe that even without them, that person would be alone in the world, walking far ahead of the avenue. However, he did not hesitate to waste his time in cultivation, and instead stayed with them to travel around the central continents, and did not choose the way of Edgeworth, but walked the rivers and lakes on his feet. In Zephyr's view, this is a real waste of time. It's just that the man seems to be tired of it, and he seems to like this? In these people who get along, he often observes Lin Futian, and he doesn't see how that person cultivates, nor does he show his "horse feet" that expose his true part. It's like an ordinary teenager.

Zephyr sighed, even though he had observed Lin Futian for so long, he still couldn't see through what this person was thinking. For Zephyr, who has been canonized as a god, that distant god is not just a prerequisite for entering the divine realm, but a place that he cannot reach with all his time. Because he has lost interest in the so-called realm and becoming a god, the only reason why he has not chosen to go to the underworld until now is the search for that person's reincarnation. Now that she has been going around and around, she has finally found it, and she has recovered some of her memories, but it seems that she is not her at all. Although she looked at him now as if he had just met, he was still happy in his heart, because when he saw her, he could think of her, and it was clearly visible.

Lin Futian turned his head and smiled, "Brother Zephyr, do you want to come and play in the snow?"

Zephyr looked strange, "You're really boring." ”

Lin Futian squatted down, threw the moon pot sword in his hand aside, picked up the snow on the ground with both hands, pinched a decent snowball, turned his head to look at the west wind, and said with a smile: "How about it?"

Zephyr sighed, a little headache. He had lived for so many years, and it was the first time he had seen such a naïve person, and he was already a person of Emperor Yuan, so how could he still look like a child who had just stepped into the threshold of cultivation? He looked at Lin Futian deeply, and didn't want to mess with him anymore, so he didn't say a word, and turned back.

Lin Futian shook his head slightly, and muttered: "Alas, they are all old people, how come they don't even have a childlike innocence?" After that, Lin Futian stood up, swept the snowball in his hand, and gently pushed the snowball and threw it into the snow. Snowballs fall on the snow without powder

shattered, but bounced up slightly, and continued to roll forward. Lin Futian put his hands on his sleeves, with a smile on his face, he raised his right hand, put it on his brow, and looked into the distance. I saw that the snowball was getting bigger and bigger, and soon it was as high as the forest burial sky.

The snowball kept rolling forward, and the snowflakes falling from the sky were deflected by the "momentum" it carried, clinging to the snowball that was getting bigger and faster. This is like cultivation, laying a good foundation, and then exerting strength, moving forward, and eventually the tide will rise higher and higher, and the aura of heaven and earth that carries the momentum away, and the countless elements contained in the aura will eventually make it bigger and bigger, and no one can stop it.

Lin Futian stood in the snow, his hands folded on his sleeves, squinting at the snowball that had turned into a small dot and the endless white between heaven and earth, he muttered softly: "Heaven and earth are white......

In the extreme distance where the snowball rolled, a wisp of green smoke rose from the ground, and finally converged into an old man, it was the land lord who was called out by Lin Futian, the old man strode forward, and gently pressed his palms on the snowball, trying to stop the prank of that Lin Gongzi. The old man was suddenly a little surprised, smiled helplessly, and then increased the force on his palm, and finally, the old man was pushed by the snowball for almost a hundred meters before the huge snowball stopped. The old man patted the snow on his hands and wiped the sweat on his forehead with his sleeve, the old man's face was calm, but in fact, he was horrified.

"What kind of person is this?" sighed the old man.

Knowing this Lin Gongzi, of course, is because of another land prince, who is also a land lord, and that one is much more powerful than the old man, which is very powerful, not only because of that person's cultivation, but also because he can make this Lin Gongzi have to communicate with his little land lord in a more "tactful" way. It's just that this huge snowball is not a threat to itself, but it is a warning. That is: if he and I come here again, and there are so many lonely ghosts, it will not be just a matter of dereliction of duty on the land.

The old man was a little afraid, and he was in awe and fear of that Lin Gongzi. The old man looked up at the snowball, with his strength, it can be said that he tried his best to stop it, if he let it crush, to be honest, he really couldn't do it, and the old man knew very well in his heart that if he didn't try his best to make this snowball stop, then he and that one would no longer be able to protect himself. At that time, he really couldn't think of what Lin Gongzi, who was both a good person and a demon, would do.

The old man looked at the small temple and was entangled in his heart, and finally the old man just sighed, and then turned into green smoke and passed away.

On the snow, Lin Futian retracted his gaze, looked at the Moon Kettle Sword lying on the snow, and smiled. He turned to the small temple, his hands folded in his sleeves, and the Moon Pot Sword obediently followed him.

Becoming Emperor Yuan is really a lot of benefits!

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Inside the small temple.

As Lomé walked out of the camp, she looked inside the small temple and was disappointed to find that the pesky creature was gone.

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Yang Shi sat by the bonfire, roasting chicken thighs, the chicken thighs sizzled on the fire, with Ouyang Shi's exclusive recipe spices, it was even more fragrant. "Miss Lomé woke up, how was your rest last night?"

Luo Mei stretched out for a moment, and said strangely: "Well, why do I feel refreshed now? Is there anything special about this small temple?" So she began to look at the small temple, and there was nothing strange, it was just an ordinary small temple, there was not even a statue to worship, and I didn't know what the significance of this small temple was built in such a remote place?

Ouyang Shi smiled: "It's right to be refreshed," he looked out and said, "Maybe it's because of the snow, right?" ”

Zephyr, who was also sitting by the campfire, had a smile on his face, he really didn't need to make a draft when he lied, and he had a virtue with that person, no wonder he could play together. Seeing that Zhao Jingzhi didn't come out, Xifeng watched boredly as Ouyang Shi fiddled with the chicken legs on the bonfire.

"Is it snowing?" Lomé happily ran to the door, watching the fluttering snowflakes fall from the sky, she hurried outside, clasped her hands together, and tried to pick up the snowflakes.

A voice rang out in Lomé's ear: "You can't build a snowman like this, kid." ”

Lomé turned a deaf ear, she didn't have to look at her to know who it was, and it was the boring guy again. "You know, I'm not going to build a snowman?"

Lin Futian smiled: "What about you?"

Luo Mei's face blushed and said angrily: "You care about me?!"

Lin Futian hurriedly walked away, and his heart was full of twitching: "Why is your temper so big in the morning?"

Seeing Lin Futian deflated, Xifeng rarely smiled a little sincerely. Lin Futian looked at the west wind and quipped, "I didn't expect our Lord West Wind to be a naïve guy?"

Zephyr suddenly became serious.

Lin Futian sighed and said: "Okay, okay, I can't afford to mess with you, alas, it's really people's hearts are not ancient, the world is hot and cold, why doesn't anyone understand my humor?"

Ouyang Shi smiled and said, "Brother Lin, I understand." ”

Lin Futian sat down, his gratitude beyond words, so he gave Ouyang Shi a thumbs up. The latter smiled knowingly and also gave Lin Futian a thumbs up.

Zephyr looked at him coldly, "You're really bored." ”

Lin Futian put the Moon Pot Sword on his lap and said with a smile: "Brother Zephyr, you don't understand, the most important thing for us cultivators is not to cultivate and ascend. ”

Zephyr asked rhetorically, "What's that for?"

Lin Futian said: "It's to be a person who doesn't eat fireworks in the world." ”

The west wind was silent, thoughtful in his heart.

Ouyang Shi said with a smile: "Brother Lin said the truth so simply, Emperor Yuan really can't cultivate it casually. ”

Lin Futian waved his hand and said with a smile: "Brother Ouyang, if you can change some of your thoughts after traveling to the Central Continent with us and choose to go home and have a look, then the Yuan Emperor realm is a realm that you can easily reach as a pure martial artist." ”

This time it was Ouyang Shi's turn to be silent.

Lin Futian continued: "Although he is a martial artist, he will not return the repair

Is it a Dao?" he looked at Ouyang Shi, "Don't let the demons hinder your one's spirit. ”

Ouyang Shi was silent for a long time, and then sighed: "I'll think about it again." ”

Lin Futian nodded, "Don't worry, you can think about this slowly, if you still don't want to go back in the end, I won't persuade you again, after all, the road is your own way, and you have the final say on which direction to take, at most I will give you a suggestion." ”

"Thank you. Ouyang Shi picked up the wine jug.

Lin Futian smiled, picked up another wine jug, and touched Ouyang Shi, "Thank you?" and then drank it all. "Brother Ouyang, your wine is not strong enough. Lin Futian smacked his lips.

Ouyang Shi picked up the chicken legs on the bonfire and handed them to Lin Futian, "Here, just eat the chicken legs, so you can get excited." ”

Lin Futian said with a smile: "Those who know me, Brother Ouyang is also." ”

Zephyr listened to the words of the two and looked at the burning bonfire and the red-burning firewood.

The road is long and obstructive.

Mo Yunfu walked out of the camp, and saw that everyone had already gotten up, so he began to pack up the camp, and one by one the tents were restored to the shape of the original small squares, and then he quickly put them away, the works of the Gongsun family could not be worn, otherwise the price would be greatly discounted, so that if you don't use so many tools in the future, if you want to sell them again, you will lose money. So, whether it is to set up a tent or pack up the tent tools, Mo Yunfu still tries to do it himself, carefully, especially before the "hearted" Sister Luomei, every time she sees her pack up her tools, Mo Yunfu's heart is about to break, I have never seen such a big-hearted woman, the shot is not light or heavy, what if I accidentally break one?!

Zhao Jingzhi walked out of the tent with the angel from the divine domain, the two of them slept together last night, originally she wanted to rest with Lin Futian, because he rescued her in the first place, so she was close to him and wanted to stay by his side, so she would feel a lot more at ease. At that time, facing Luo Mei's strange eyes, Lin Futian was a little flustered, but fortunately, Zhao Jingzhi reached out at a critical moment, otherwise, Lin Futian really didn't know what to do.

Seeing Lin Futian sitting by the bonfire, the blonde angel in white ran over happily, sat next to Lin Futian, took his arm, and leaned on Lin Futian's shoulder. Looking at her reassuring smile, Lin Futian gently rubbed her golden hair, "Did you sleep well?"

"Well, good. She laughed.

"That's good. Lin Futian glanced at the wings that were still hanging on her back, a little sad.

How could an angel break his wings?

Lin Futian gently rubbed her hair, and when he saw her smiling reassuringly, he felt less disappointed.

Everyone looked at Lin Futian and them, with different expressions, but Lin Futian still looked as usual, and didn't seem to think that there was anything wrong with this.

Zephyr admired Lin Futian a little, and actually let an angel who had been tortured by humans let down all his guard in front of Lin Futian, who was also a human, even if he saved her. But it's definitely not one

The most convincing reason is that over the years, Zephyr has seen all kinds of people, and they will take revenge and act perversely...... Many imaginable and unexpected means, strange and endless, add up, and the more he sees it, the more disappointed he becomes. So he admires Lin Futian very much, as a reincarnation, how does he maintain his hope for the world?

Zhao Jing walked straight to the bonfire, looked at everyone, and wondered, "Where did Luo Mei go?"

Lin Futian smiled and pointed out the door.

Zhao Jing looked straight in the direction he pointed, only to see the white snow, Luo Mei in green clothes squatting on the ground, piling a vivid snowman, in order to pursue perfection, and took the green bamboo sword that should have been replaced a long time ago to draw eyes and mouth on the snowman, stared at the snowman for a long time, and then suddenly realized, knocked on his head, and gently poked a point on the snowman's face.

That's the nose.

Lin Futian shook his head helplessly, he had never seen such a duplicitous person, who said that he didn't build a snowman? But Lin Futian also quickly dispelled the idea of making fun of Luo Mei, he could already predict the consequences of what he did, anyway, it was very serious.

I never thought that for the emperor of the underworld, he was the only one who was helpless against an unreasonable woman?!

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After breakfast, everyone walked outside the small temple, and the clouds in the sky dispersed a lot, and the sun was exposed, shining on the white snow, which was particularly dazzling. Lin Futian squinted her eyes, the angel who was still holding Lin Futian's arm stood on tiptoe slightly, just arrived at Lin Futian's shoulder, she raised her head, looking at the sunlight that emerged from the gap in the sea of clouds, her eyes did not blink.

Lin Futian looked at the girl in white next to him and smiled.

On the ground, the shadows of the crowd were piled together.

On the snow, a snowman who is neither ugly nor good-looking happily "laughs".

"Where are we going next?" asked Lomé.

Lin Futian looked at the snow and replied, "Go to the north first, find a place, and change a good sword for you." ”

Luo Mei held the green bamboo sword in his hand, and suddenly was a little reluctant to change the sword.

It seemed that he had guessed what Luo Mei was thinking, so Lin Futian said again: "Don't worry, the sword is still your green bamboo sword, it's just to make it look new." ”

Luo Mei was relieved at this time, looking at the green bamboo sword in her arms, with a bright smile on her face.

"Let's go, there's still a long way to go north. Lin Futian said.

"Okay!" Lomé took the lead in the front of the line, and said, "Get out of the way." ”

Lin Futian rubbed his chin and looked at Luo Mei who was full of energy.

So it's that simple, huh?

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Far away between heaven and earth, in the vast sea of clouds, an old man with a wine jug wrapped with a red rope around his waist lies on the sea of clouds and sleeps soundly, the sky is clear and clear, the breeze lingers around, if you look carefully, you can see that there is a cloud under the old man, and he is carrying the old man slowly forward in the sea of clouds.

The old man suddenly rolled over, then slowly opened his eyes, looked at the sea of clouds in front of him, and looked up at the sun in the sky. The old man shook his head, and then gently

sighed: "It's really a bit difficult to find someone, I knew that before I left, I would have asked Qianzi Tian'er where he was now?"

The old man sat up, lay on his stomach on the sea of clouds, and looked down, the rivers and rivers were in full view, and many creatures on the earth were as small as mustard seeds, moving incomprecedibly on the earth. The old man looked seriously, stretched out his fingers to play with the red rope on the wine jug, and supported his chin with his other hand, and the old man muttered to himself, "Where is this child?"

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Central Continent.

Lin Futian and his party, who had already walked a little, came to a place, Luo Mei, who was walking far away, held the green bamboo sword in her hand, and suddenly jumped up, she shouted excitedly: "I see the town!" and then took the lead in stepping on the green bamboo sword and sliding forward.

Lin Futian looked at Luo Mei, who had already run away, and laughed softly: "Slow down." ”