Wen Yi took it with a smile, she lowered her head and sniffed the smell of red plums, her eyebrows and eyes curved: "Shen Yu is snowing." ”

She saw snow for the first time since she was reborn.

Wen Yi's hand reached out the window.

Shen Yu grabbed the slightly cold hand and came to the house in a flash, he looked down at what Wen Yi had written, "The cultivation method of the Affectionate Dao." ”

"I do have a secret in my heart, but it's not the time to tell you." Wen Yi's expression was calm, "When our life and death contract is resolved, I will tell you the ins and outs of the whole matter." ”

The cold wind and snow burrowed into the warm room, and both of them were cultivators, and they would not feel a trace of discomfort regardless of the cold and heat outside.

"If you want to say it, you will naturally say that I will not force you." Shen Yu grabbed a set of red daqi from the void like a trick.

His soft and slender hand went around Wen Yi's neck, put Da Yu on her body, and then reached out to clasp his index finger, "I heard Xie Qian say that you like snow very much, but the Ethereal Fantasy Mansion is located in the warm south of the Yangtze River, and it is rare to see snow, do you want to go and see it?" ”

Wen Yi held the peach blossom hairpin given by Shen Yu on the head of Hongmei in her hand, her eyebrows and eyes were crooked, "Of course, of course, why did the snow fall so suddenly today?" ”

Shen Yu looked at the ethereal peak that had been covered in silver through the window, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, "Fu Ling's heart is very good." ”

The first snow did not come abruptly, but was condensed by Shen Yu using spiritual power to catalyze the white mist wandering in the air.

"Let's go, let's go, it's rare to see heavy snow." Wen Yi spent the New Year on the misty peak for the first time, and she didn't know if it would snow heavily in previous years, so she took Shen Yu generously, pushed open the carved door, and stepped into this silver-covered world.

Deep and shallow footprints fell to the ground.

There is a large plum forest in the mountain behind the Ethereal Fantasy Mansion.

Wen Yi and Shen Yu flew over the snow-covered treetops or eaves with their hands, and quietly landed on the blooming red plum blossoms.

Standing at the head of the flower branch, Wen Yi looked at the white moonlight hanging above the sky, the cold wind blew on her face, but did not blow away her enthusiasm, "It's so beautiful here." ”

"If you like snowy days, from now on Ethereal Peak can be a world covered in snow." Shen Yu didn't mind using a little spiritual power to change the current weather state of Ethereal Peak.

"It's not interesting to snow all year round." Wen Yi looked sideways at the Immortal Monarch with a cold face, "I belong to Ye Gong Haolong, if there is one or two heavy snowfalls once in a while, I am very excited, and if I live in a snowy place for many years, I will feel that this place is still unlivable." ”

She knew her likes and dislikes too well that she didn't make excessive demands.

Sitting on the flower branch, Wen Yi found two bottles of soju out of nowhere, and handed one to the person next to him by the way, "You have been locked up at the bottom of the cliff for so many years, this is the first time you have seen blood." ”

"Hmm." Shen Yu didn't know where to find an umbrella and stopped on top of Wen Yi's head to block the wind and snow, his gaze was far-reaching and long, "It's the palace of Surabaya that is like spring all year round, and it's difficult to see snow."

When I was a child, when my mother and I lived near the Longyan Desert, it began to rain and snow in September, and the snow was higher than me on the first day of the cold winter.

My mother was always worried that I would disappear into the snow, so she always liked to dress me in bright colors so that I could find them. ”

When it comes to the past, there is not much that impresses Shen Yu, except for the time when he was the prince and led various armies to eliminate demons in various dangerous secret realms or mountains and forests, most of the good memories are related to his mother.

"I've asked my brother about your mother these days, and if they have any news, they'll send it to me soon." Wen Yi carefully comforted.

The New Year is a day of reunion, and Shen Yu and himself seem to be lonely souls in two different worlds.

Two lonely travelers huddle together in this temporary station to keep warm.

Even if she has a slight sense of belonging to the Ethereal Fantasy Mansion, even if she accepts two disciples here, Wen Yi still feels very lonely and very tired, and she empathizes with Shen Yu's feelings.

"Nine times out of ten, the person who fought me that day was not Kazama herself." Shen Yu thought back to the person who fought with him in the Genting Sky, and his eyes gradually became deeper, "Kazama Yue's cultivation is Confucian Taoism, and when the other party fights with me, although he uses a fan and the number of exercises he walks, it is a knife method, and I have no relevant person in the world who has Mahayana realm cultivation and is good at using knives." ”

Wen Yi's mind turned when he mentioned this question, "Maybe he is a master of some hidden family, or a monster who has lived for hundreds or even thousands of years." ”

According to the memory of the original owner and the relevant information that Wen Yi knew, there were very few people in the entire immortal cultivation world who were good at using knives.

The highest cultivation is only in the Yuanying Realm, and it is difficult to be promoted by entering the Dao with sword techniques and its bloody brutality, which is similar to the ruthless killing sword that Wen Yi and they cultivated.

The only difference is that no one has entered the Dao with the sword technique, no one has ascended, and there is not even the power of the Merge Realm, and this Dao still needs more people to explore before it has a future.

Most of the earth in the immortal cultivation realm uses swords, which are the weapons of gentlemen and ritual weapons, which are used to communicate with heaven and earth and draw more spiritual power from the natural world.

"If there is such a possibility, I will definitely find him out, he should know where my mother's spirit is." Shen Yu's voice was cold and ruthless, like this raging blizzard.

He originally wanted to take Wen Yi over to walk on the snow and enjoy the moon, but he didn't expect the two to talk about this heavy topic again, so he diverted Wen Yi's thoughts, "Do you need to prepare anything for the New Year?" ”

Shen Yu abruptly diverted the topic Wen Yi was stunned for a moment, and then smiled, "Pasting window flowers, couplets, eating rice cakes, wearing new clothes, etc., the world of cultivating immortals is not the mortal world, and there is not so much red tape, this festival is mainly for excitement and commemoration, and by the way, the disciples and elders are given a day off, after all, it is easy for people to break down mentally by resting so tense for many years." ”

This has to be said that the Ethereal Fantasy Mansion is relatively humane.

Wen Yi remembered that the disciples of other sects worked all year round, either in cultivation or on the way to practice, turning themselves into a cultivation machine.

The disciples of other sects often go mad, and most of them are breathless because the environment is extremely oppressive, and they will fall behind after a little pause and respite.

The strong in the immortal cultivation world are respected, and only the strong can survive, so they are very involuted.

Shen Yu conjured up a large pile of red paper as if he was juggling, "When I was in Yunshui City, I also heard the things that mortals need for the festival, so I bought some red paper, and these pieces of paper have not yet been written in couplets, will you?" ”

Wen Yi raised her eyebrows, she didn't know anything else after living for two lifetimes, but there was still a little aura in the poetry, but the words were not so good-looking.