"It seems that you and I have not yet arrived, I will wait for you here for three days, and if you can come after three days, you will have a master-apprentice relationship with me." After she finished speaking, she threw the white cloud in her hand to the ground, the white cloud turned into a cloud bed, and she stepped out again, and Yan Luoniang didn't see how she appeared on the cloud bed. Seeing that she had already sat cross-legged and closed her eyes, she did not speak again, and after looking at her for a while, she turned around and walked towards home.

She didn't know when she started wanting to practice, and today she heard someone say that she wanted to take her as a disciple and was happy, but it was difficult to decide. She has been dependent on her father since she was a child, and her mother died early, if she is gone, what will Daddy do?

It was difficult for her to decide in her heart, when she came to the door of the house, the idea of following that person to practice was forcibly suppressed, and she would marry the king of the town as a concubine the day after tomorrow, which was decided a few years ago, and she was powerless to change, even her father could not change it.

The continuous wind and snow have made the earth wrapped in silver and frozen for thousands of miles.

Three days have passed in the blink of an eye.

On a snow-covered road, a woman in plain clothes ran on the snow road, looking at her face although sad, but full of perseverance.

When she came to the temple of the river god, she saw the woman sitting on the cloud bed meditating, and after looking at me for a long time, she asked, "Would you still like to take me as a disciple?" ”

"I said I would wait for you for three days."

"Meet the Master!" Yan Luoniang knelt down with a plop and bowed three times in a row.

The woman on the cloud bed waved her hand, and a cloud appeared under Yan Luoniang's body, lifted her up, and merged with her own cloud qi, floating out of the river temple and floating towards the sky.

Yan Luoniang looked at the people who were chasing on the ground, and some of them also looked up, but they didn't seem to see themselves at all.

The white clouds are gone, the village in front of the river is far away, and the rushing Jing River is just a stream, and her world has changed.

The big red shrimp and the mossy shells in the embroidered spring bend finally breathed a sigh of relief, they were the demons who had already formed the Neidan, and their feelings were particularly keen. They felt the murderous aura from the middle-aged woman in the moon-white robe. They didn't know if this murderous aura was coming at their unconscious river god, but Chen Jing was unconscious, which always made them worry and fear.

Chen Jing was still unconscious, they didn't know what was wrong with Chen Jing, but they could feel the aura on his body flickering and flickering, and in recent days, the aura had become weaker and weaker.

Yan Luoniang's disappearance was a big wave in Heqian Village, but as time went by, it slowly faded away. It's just that there is one less girl in front of the river temple who always sits there watching the river, and everyone's life is still peaceful, but the cultivation world within a radius of thousands of miles is shaken.

Three hundred years ago, the Thousand Romans were destroyed, and the current head of the sect blocked all attacks with a mysterious green pearl, which made many people move when they heard the news, as if it had become a treasure hunting feast. Among the brilliant spells of many famous figures, there is a woman in white who is particularly eye-catching, her mana is not high among those people, but the Nine Nights Divine Thunder in one hand has made countless people frightened.

Some people say that she almost died in Xiuchun Bend, but she was rescued. But she caught up again, Lei Fa was even more elusive, with an unfathomable feeling, Ye Qingxue's name was as cold as snow, and it instantly made many people remember it, accompanied by this name, the white clothes, and the thunder and lightning that were dazzling and cold and full of destruction.

The glaciers thaw and the snow melts.

The river was rushing and everything was calm again.

The big red shrimp and the shell took care of Chen Jing day and night, and on this day, the big red shrimp came back from the inspection, and Lao Yuan shouted loudly: "Woe, woe to the shell sister." ”

The mossy shell did not respond, and the big red shrimp still said quickly: "A crocodile spirit came to the Evil Dragon Gorge, occupied the water mansion, and said that it would hit Xiuchun Bend." ”

The shell moved slightly and appeared next to the big red shrimp, only to hear a little girl's voice from the shell's body, asking, "You fought with him." ”

"Nope." The big red shrimp head shook like a wave drum, and said: "That guy looks vicious, and he is not a good kind at first glance, if I fight him, he will eat me, and where will he come back." ”

"You spoke to him?"

"No, that guy is not ordinary ferocious, I saw him occupy the Evil Dragon Gorge Water Mansion from a distance, I expect that he will not stop there, and he will definitely go down the river to Xiuchun Bend, what should I do now, let's escape, escape to the sea, there is your territory, I am not afraid of those evil demons coming to rob the cave mansion."

"I knew that this coward didn't even dare to tell anyone, and the river god was right when he said that you were as cowardly as a mouse." The voice of the shell is a child's voice, and it has disappeared in front of the big red shrimp in the middle of the words, leaving only a string of blisters.

"Sister Shell, don't finish eating, the ferocity of the rammer must be very chewy, leave a leg for Brother Red Shrimp to compensate for the freshness."

The big red shrimp waved two big red pincers and walked away against the water, bringing up a turbid muddy wave. When he came to the Evil Dragon Gorge, he saw that the extremely vicious-looking crocodile had been caught in the lower half of the shell, and the body of the upper body was writhing wildly outside the shell, and it did not die, but it tried to scratch the shell with its sharp claws and teeth, but it only scraped off a layer of moss from the shell. The big red shrimp immediately pounced, and after a while, he cut off a crocodile leg and sat in a corner far from the shell, munching on it.

By the time he had eaten half of it, the crocodile's screams had died down, and when he looked up, the whole crocodile had been swallowed into the shell. He immediately fled the water, for the shell rushed towards him.

The shell had shrunk a lot at this time, but there was a little girl's voice inside, and she said angrily: "You cowardly red shrimp dare to rob me of something, I want to eat you." ”

When fighting with those demons from the Evil Dragon Gorge, one of the pincers broken by the big red shrimp was eaten by the shell, and the big red shrimp absolutely believed that the shell would eat himself, so he ran very fast, but the shell did not chase long before returning to the cave in Xiuchun Bend.

Chen Jing in the river was still lying there unconscious, and Qin Hu in the Land Temple was also sitting still, and he hadn't gotten up since he sacrificed the Soul Gu. He was also lost, because he didn't really know the method of sacrificing this butterfly soul Gu, what he knew was the method of sacrificing ordinary soul Gu. Therefore, I am also lost in the boundless illusion.

However, he had prepared for himself, leaving a warning message to wake him up after he had been lost.

The spring flowers are not there, and the birds are singing in the blue sky.

Qin Hu, who was sitting still, suddenly moved, nodded his forehead with his hand, and a dazzling white light bloomed, his eyes suddenly opened, and a little golden light appeared in his pupils, and the whole person looked cold and without the slightest emotion.

He opened his mouth and shouted coldly towards the void: "Qin Hu, the land of the military ridge, wake up... Wake up... Wake up ......"

This is a spell that is drawn by the mind, just like the art of calling the soul and drinking the soul, through the soul in the underworld.

When he drank this spell, Chen Jing couldn't hear it, he was already lost in the sea of flowers, feeling that he was a butterfly flying among the flowers, at this moment, he seemed to sense some call, and something seemed to be touched in his heart. Looking up at the sky, the white sky that had never changed somehow cracked, and I saw a person appear in the void at some point, and the person's eyes were blank, like an amnesiac person, who didn't know his past. He felt familiar to him, but he didn't know where he had seen such a person, and he didn't know where he came from.

Suddenly, a thought arose in his mind that he should be very similar to this person. Thinking of this, he pondered again, he thought to himself, how could he have such an idea, and when he looked at the world again, he felt a little unreal. A friendly breath poured in from the cracked sky, and he felt a call from the dark, and in his empty thoughts, he suddenly felt as if something had been forgotten.

The man in the void suddenly flew towards the crack in the sky, and he followed without hesitation, even he didn't know why, but a thought in his heart told him that he had to follow out. Suddenly, the person in front of him swung out a white light, and he naturally reached out and grabbed it, and there was an additional sword-like light in his hand, stabbing out, and the white light dissipated.

The crack was about to close, and he passed through it dangerously, and in an instant, a tidal wave of memories flooded in.

"When he was seven years old, he met a wandering old swordsman in the freezing cold night, and since then he has been wandering with him. This wandering was nine years, and during the nine years, he went to many unknown places until he settled in Baling City. ”

After settling down, I met many people, and my faces were crossed, men and women, young and old, and a warm memory, but I was broken by a few young men in fresh clothes and angry horses, and then he ambushed those sons and brothers in the green building with a sword, and then fled in the wind and snow, and finally when he was about to die, he was rescued by a woman, and finally entered the Thousand Romans......

Memories are like a torrent that opens the floodgates, rushing down, in a trance, it seems that more than 20 years have passed, and it seems to be just a moment. After everything was clear, there was a huge insect in front of me, motionless, and its snow-white body looked soft like cotton, exuding a soft light, which made people fall into a kind of illusion at a glance. Chen Jing hurriedly closed his eyes, and the sword light in his hand flashed and stabbed out.

The snow worm no longer resisted, no longer chirped, the sword light slashed, and the snow worm broke into two, but it closed like flowing water, like a cloud of air. But Chen Jing clearly felt its life. I guessed in my heart that something must have gone wrong with Qin Hu just now, and he couldn't control this terrible bug.

The sword light once again conjured up layers of sword shadows, slicing the insects into pieces, but the insects still gathered together quickly, and they could not be killed at all. Suddenly, he found that he had occupied the dominant position in this space of thoughts, and waved his hand, and the sword light in his hand had dispersed into a dazzling cloud that enveloped the huge snow-white insect, and then the void of his palm was lightly wiped, just like he usually stroked the sword. The sword light cloud that shrouded the insect slowly calmed down, and with the wiping of his gesture, the sword light cloud slowly shrank, and you could see that an insect in the sword light cloud also shrank, as if it was sealed inside.

The cloud qi transformed by this sword light is not a tangible thing, but a sword evil, if it becomes a sword gang, it can not only cut tangible things, but also invisible souls. Now it's just a sword, so at most you can only refine it into it and seal it.