After discussion, Zhang Yan and the others finally decided to go to the Death Sect after seven days, no matter what, no matter whether Nie Lin and them fought the first battle or the Proud God Pavilion fought the first battle, they would finally make a conclusion.

Although Emperor Fan Ye has not yet appeared, the half-year period is approaching, and Zhang Yan does not want to continue to delay this matter. The only goal in his heart now is to enter the Dragon Court Academy, then win the quota to participate in the Boundary Pool Palace, and finally enter the Boundary Pool Hall to cultivate.

On the Martial God Pavilion, Zhang Yan was sitting there alone, a trace of cold air began to fall from the sky, and the breath in the air was getting colder and colder, looking up at the dim sky from afar, suddenly, a crystal snowflake fell on the bridge of his nose.

One, two, a light snow began to fall in the sky, and then it became heavier and heavier, and a breath of hot air stood out, and it turned into a white mist.

In Jicheng, the lights were dim, and a warm breath filled the sky of Jicheng, at this time, Zhang Yan's cheeks were distorted, and after a while, the face that had been there returned to his face.

Since leaving the Rock Sect, Zhang Yan has always appeared in everyone's eyes with another face, and only the four of Yan Muling know his true face. And now, in such a quiet place, he doesn't need to hide himself.

The snow fell heavier and heavier, and in two quarters of an hour, the earth was covered in a thick coat of silver, and under the bright light, the originally dim sky was also dyed a little pale silver.

Time is passing day by day, and before you know it, winter has gradually fallen, this heavy snow is the first snow of the year, which also means that one-third of this year's winter has passed, and there are still two-thirds of the winter, and the Xuansheng Continent will usher in a new business.

Zhang Yan let out a deep breath, he didn't know how long this kind of rushing days would last, maybe he would not be able to have a stable home until the moment when the great war that swept through the entire Xuansheng Continent kicked off and ended completely.

Two familiar faces gradually appeared in his mind, the tip of Zhang Yan's nose was slightly sour, the mist in his eyes was misty, and he immediately whispered: "No matter how the world changes, no matter what the reincarnation of the world, you are all my biological parents, but where are you now?"

Far away in the distant Jiezhou, it also snowed heavily, and in a small courtyard, the snow covered the yard, and a gentle light shone out of the window, falling on the snow, reflecting white light.

Inside the house, Wang Yuyun was sewing a thick black shirt embroidered with a few light blue auspicious clouds. This is the seventh piece of clothing she sews for Zhang Yan, every year, she prepares three new clothes for Zhang Yan, but no one can wear them in front of her, which has become the biggest unhappiness in Wang Yuyun's heart.

Looking at Wang Yuyun with a loving smile on his face, Zhang Fenglin's eyes were full of sadness, because he didn't know how Zhang Yan was doing now, and he didn't know when their family of three would be reunited!

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At this time, Zhang Yanpan sat on the top of the Martial God Pavilion and entered the cultivation, and cultivation was the only thing he could work hard to do now. He can't change the beginning of things, but he'll do everything in his power to change the ending.

Within the sea of knowledge, Zhang Yan carefully looked at the twenty pages of the Tianyuan Record that had been unsealed again, the first ten pages were the second half of the cultivation of the heart method, but he could not fully comprehend it. The last ten pages are two martial arts, one is the Sword of the Realm, and the other is the Tiankui Star Finger.

When he broke through to the Xuanhuang Realm, the memory fragments from 100,000 years ago that poured into his mind told him that there were a total of thirty-eight martial arts recorded on the Tianyuan Record, and one would be recorded every five pages, and the Sword of the Realm was the first martial technique to open, but it was only at the beginning of the ground level, and the further back it was, the higher the level of the martial arts, and the more powerful it would be. And since the beginning of Chaos, no one among the masters of the Chaos has successfully learned the last one.

Each martial technique has extremely detailed cultivation methods, for Zhang Yan, it is much easier to cultivate, and Zhang Yan is now looking at the second part: Tiankui Star Finger.

The Tiankui Star Finger is the same as the Sword of the Realm, it belongs to the early stage martial arts of the earth level, and only by condensing a trace of star power and Xuan Qi can it become the foundation for cultivating the Tiankui Star Finger.

And now, Zhang Yan's grasp of the chaotic qi is not very thorough, and he can't do anything except be able to freely control a faint trace of chaotic qi.

The heavy snow continued to fall, and Zhang Yan let the snowflakes fall on his black hair and clothes.

Gradually, the snowflakes covered Zhang Yan's entire body, and from a distance, it looked like someone had built a snowman on the top of the Martial God Pavilion.

Time disappeared little by little, the night cultivation dissipated, and a glimmer of light began to appear in the eastern sky, but the heavy snow did not stop because the night passed, as if God was putting on a snow-colored coat for the earth.

The Proud God Pavilion seemed to be a little silent because of the heavy snow, and even the entire Thousand Sects and Hundreds of Sects became much quieter, and the commotion dormant under the heavy snow was also silent.

No one knows how long this sudden snow will fall, and perhaps after this heavy snowfall, the battle for power will begin.

Zhang Yan hadn't woken up from his selfless cultivation, and the snow covering him had already condensed into a patch, as if an ice and snow armor was worn on Zhang Yan's body, wrapping him tightly. But every day, Yan Muling would come to the top of the Martial God Pavilion and look at Zhang Yan quietly, just like guarding the most important person in his life, quietly waiting.

On the fourth day, the heavy snow gradually stopped, the snow began to melt little by little, and the temperature in the air dropped again. On the fifth day, a round of red sun gradually rose in the east, the earth was like a rejuvenation, the temperature began to rise, and Yan Muling came to the top of the Martial God Pavilion to accompany Zhang Yan quietly.

There was a slight noise in the snow covering Zhang Yan, and the thick snow began to slide down, and a gentle smile suddenly appeared on Yan Mu Lingbing's clear and jade cheeks, looking like a snow lotus flower in the ice and snow.

The thick snow was scattered, Zhang Yan woke up from his cultivation with a smile, and then he looked at Yan Muling with a smile on his face.

However, what caught Yan Muling's cheeks flushed, and what caught her off guard was that Zhang Yan grabbed her hand.

"What are you doing?" Yan Muling glanced at Zhang Yan with disgust, and then said shyly.

Zhang Yan just smiled at Yan Mu Ling, and a mysterious power in his hand that surprised Yan Mu Qi poured into the latter's body.

The warm power entered her body, and Yan Mu Lingyu's face was flushed, and she knew that Zhang Yan was helping her break through.

The mysterious chaotic qi was constantly being sent into Yan Mu Ling's body like a trickle, and Yan Mu Ling slowly closed his beautiful eyes, and his breath was in the process of accumulating and increasing.

"Absorb them all, don't have any worries. Zhang Yan closed his eyes and whispered.

As the chaotic qi was absorbed by Yan Mu Ling, a burst of imperial qi in Zhang Yan's body suddenly rushed into her body, and the latter was stunned, and then sent all the power that Zhang Yan had transmitted to her into the sea of qi.

After a day like this, Zhang Yan slowly let go of Yan Muling's hand, and with a wave of his arm, the figures of the two disappeared into the air.

"Qing'er, during this time, you will accompany Sister Mu Ling for me, she needs a huge space power to break through now, after she wakes up, you can bring her to me again!" Zhang Yan said as he looked at Qing'er on his palm.

"Childe, don't worry, Qing'er will definitely take care of Sister Mu Ling. Qing'er smiled cutely, and a pair of green jade wings behind her fluttered and flapped twice, and then flew into Yan Mu Ling's body.

With a wave of his arm, Zhang Yan's figure disappeared into the void.

There was another day, which was the day of the decisive battle, and under Zhang Yan's instructions, Shen Zhinuo, Gu Cang, and all the elder-level figures of the Proud God Pavilion gathered in the meeting hall.

"Youxing, what's the important news lately?" Zhang Yan said.

"Pavilion Master, according to the information sent back by people outside, Nie Lin and Meng Siping's forces have merged into one and named it the Temple of Forgiveness. Meng Lin in the northeast region and Long Ze in the east region fought, ending in Meng Lin's slight defeat, since then, the two sides are also incompatible, Long Ze can't subdue Meng Lin, and Meng Lin can't occupy the Zhenwu Palace. ”

"The three major forces have not moved for a long time, Yu Jingyi and the others have all closed their doors, and even those disciples rarely step out of the door. ”

"The three major forces are not as simple as imagined, based on my previous contact with Youjing Yi and them, they seem to be under the protection of the powerhouses of the Xuan Emperor Realm. Gu Cang said with a touch of solemnity in his eyebrows.

In the main hall, Huang Tianhan and the others gasped one after another, with the protection of the powerhouses of the Xuan Emperor Realm, it became impossible for them to overthrow the three major forces.

"Xuan Emperor Realm powerhouse?" Zhang Yan muttered, and thought about everything for a moment, "Have you seen that Xuan Emperor Realm powerhouse?" or what special mark he has on his body. ”

Hearing this, Gu Cang slowly shook his head and did not speak.

Then, I only heard Zhang Yan speak: "Tomorrow, you will guard the Proud God Pavilion, and the position of the pavilion master will be temporarily replaced by Elder Gu Cang, and Shen Jinuo will accompany me to the Death and Departure Sect." ”

Zhang Yan could be sure in his heart that if what Gu Cang said about the Xuan Emperor Realm powerhouse who sheltered Youjing Yi and the others was true, that person would definitely be Emperor Fan Ye, and this battle was all arranged by Fan Ye.

"We don't have to go to the Death Sect?" said Yu Xing suspiciously.

Zhang Yan nodded and said, "You are guarding the Proud God Pavilion, and all major matters are still decided by your elder group. ”

Among the three major forces, Youjingyi, Liu Guangchen, Wang Pan, and Li Ren, the four of them appeared at the same time on the hall of the sect that had left the sect, and at the top of the hall, there was a person sitting, who was Emperor Fanye.

"Well, who is the strongest among them?" said Fan Ye with a smile.

Wang Pan smiled and took the lead in speaking: "Nie Lin, Meng Siping, Meng Lin, and Xiong Zhen have all appeared, only Xiong Zhen was defeated by Long Ze who just appeared, and the others are not equal. As for the 'rock mines' that have occupied the southern region, they have not yet appeared. ”

"Now he has subdued all the medium-sized forces such as Kun Zhengdian, in terms of power, he is the strongest among all, but his own actual combat strength is unknown, but his realm has just broken through to the Xuanhuang realm. Liu Guangchen said.

"How long has it been a breakthrough?"

"Two months. Li Ren said: "He only subdued the Kunzheng Hall and Tianjing Mountain after breaking through to the Xuanhuang Realm. ”