CHAPTER XV

The blazing sun is setting in the west, the east wind is blowing, and the three-day return journey has come to an end.

Stepping on the first reef, on behalf of the end of the water-covered journey, the next step, should be a new journey, the legend is that the water-covered west, winter is coming, in the far west, there are thousands of miles of snow-covered land, is the Seven Swords Guarding the Frost Domain, Le Hansheng, the name of the Seven Swords Servant Five, the people of the Frost and Cold Domain call him the Joy and Cold Immortal.

Since ancient times, there have been many battles in the snow-covered land, and people are even more happy to fight, but they are all point-to-point, snow-covered land, and everyone is a soldier.

There are twelve mirrors under the constellation of Le Han Immortal, which is a different space opened up by the Moon Han Immortal, each mirror has a different person and a different test, it is rumored that if you want to see the Moon Han Immortal deity, unless you break through the twelve mirrors, but since the twelve mirrors were built, there are very few people who can pass through the three layers, let alone the three mirrors.

When Wan Ning and Qi Qi first arrived here, they didn't expect their hospitality to be a fight.

And the place of study is divided into 12 places, one and one mirror.

Come to the twelfth other martial arts platform, each of which has a martial arts platform, which is a special venue for martial arts competition.

Standing on the stage, looking at the old marks on it, Wan Ning was secretly surprised, how many games have been fought to leave traces, she didn't want to, but she followed the local customs, she was not easy to refuse, not to mention that she was also a belligerent person, just like that, under her gaze, her first opponent came to the stage, it was a man the same size as her, I saw him salute and said, "Guests from afar, please allow me to greet you with the high etiquette of snow-covered hospitality, stop the battle"

"Please"

I saw him make a move with one hand, and a spear was thrown from outside the stage to the stage, and it was firmly held in his hand, "This long robe, the tip of the spear is cast with the cold silver heart of the snow mountain, and the body of the spear is made of cold silver and iron."

After listening to his introduction, some people in the audience cast envious glances.

"The cold silver of the snow mountain grows in the depths of the snow, which is not easy to mine, and the cold silver heart is the best in the cold silver."

"The guest doesn't have a weapon in his hand, and he uses such a good spear to deal with the guest, isn't it unfair to the guest who comes from afar?"

"What do you know, you have to go all out to treat guests with the best state and the best weapons, which can reflect the best respect for guests, but the guests are daughters, and I don't know how long I can last on stage"

"Do you need to pick out a weapon for you from afar?" Someone asked.

"Thanks, I don't need it for the time being," Wan Ning responded.

"Okay, let's start the joust"

As the referee gave the order, the man turned and stabbed out.

Shout!

The spear burst through the air with the sound of the spear, and as it approached him, Wan Ning got up and jumped, flipped his body in the air, and passed the spear. Before he could land, the man swooped in, and Wan Ning crossed her hands in the air in a defensive gesture.

Rumble!

Under a blow, Wan Ning retreated dozens of steps, and before he could stand firmly, the man dodged behind her and blasted out again, she couldn't avoid being directly knocked away, in mid-air, the man saw the opportunity to pull out the gun inserted in the wall, turned around, and threw a shot at Wan Ning in mid-air, at the same time he was secretly controlling the gun, once she couldn't avoid it, he would collect the gun at the last moment.

And when the people watching the battle saw Wan Ning's performance, although they didn't show it, it was not difficult to see the disappointment in their eyes.

Since leaving Fusang City, every time she encounters danger, either Qiqi is protecting her, or she encounters all the guardian immortals coming to help, until now, she can't see her strength clearly, and today she can take this opportunity to fight with all her strength to see how she is now.

The man's spear was only a foot away from her, and just as the man was about to put away the gun, Wan Ning's eyes closed, and the shadow of Feng Li'an appeared in her mind, moves, and then she opened her eyes, her eyes were glowing with yellow light, and the spear was fixed in front of her, and the man and the people around him maintained a movement, as if they were all frozen, and Qi Qi stared at the people with a puzzled face. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wan Ning fell to the ground and grabbed the spear, that is, at this time, everyone returned to their original state, and the residual power of the spear also burst out, Wan Ning danced a spear and stabbed at the man, and at the same time unloaded the power of grabbing.

Just as the gun was about to touch the man's throat, it stopped, and Wan Ning threw the gun to the man and saluted, "Agreed"

"I lost" The man said these three words, and everyone was surprised, after all, even the man didn't see what happened just now, not to mention the people in the audience, "Guests from afar, you are very surprised"

Wan Ning was about to say something, when a feeling of fatigue came up, and suddenly she felt that the world was spinning, and then she closed her eyes and fainted.

In the guest room, the stove warms the room, Wan Ning sits on the bed, Qi Qi sits behind her, healing her, and the pale yellow light on her body is Qi Qi's original power, in a moment, Qi Qi withdrew her hand, helped Wan Ning to lie down, covered with a quilt, and she herself walked to the side, sat down cross-legged, and her body lit up with yellow light.

Whether it is a demon or an immortal, the origin is the source of life, the source of irreparable source power, and what Qi Qi just gave to Wan Ning is the power of his own origin.

At this moment, Wan Ning is in a wonderful space, where there is a white mist, like a fairyland on earth, in the fog, she can't see herself clearly, only hearing a person in the fog talking

"Immortals, who have seen through people's seven emotions and six desires, can not be restrained. Then, because of his own cultivation, he controlled the corresponding energy and perception that people can't control. People, fragile and easy to die, swayed by emotions, swayed by all things in the world, these are the fetters of people, so some people turn these fetters into power, take protection as their responsibility, and do immortal things with the power of people, but how to perceive the power of immortals with the power of people, if the talent is excellent, you can understand the power of immortals and gods with the mortal body of ordinary people, if there is no external help, ninety percent of the gods and souls are dead"

"You're in good luck, with its help, you don't have to worry about it."

Listening to these vague words, Wan Ning looked puzzled, and hurriedly asked, "Hey, who are you?" What do you just mean? ”

"Fate, interesting" The vague voice gradually disappeared, and Wan Ning was about to chase after her, when an inexplicable force pulled her back to reality, "Hey! Wan Ning looked around and found that she was lying on a bed in a warm pavilion, and when she looked down, she saw Qiqi lying on the side of the bed and already asleep.

"Fortunately, Qiqi" she got out of bed lightly, but at the moment of moving, Qiqi woke up, she looked at Wanning, and said in a milky voice, "You're awake"

"Uh-huh, Qiqi, how long have I been asleep?"

She counted on her fingers for a moment and said, "Five hours."

"After sleeping for so long, what did they say after I fainted?" She looked at Qiqi.

"They say you won the game, you are a guest of honor, and you can challenge the twelfth mirror"

"Twelfth mirror?" Wan Ning asked in some surprise

"They said that your destination is not here, if you want to go to the eleventh farewell, you must have played the twelfth shot, and in the battle just now, you proved yourself and won the opportunity"

It turned out to be a battlelike place, "then, this time will be my test, let me see, what my strength is now"

"Before that, I want us to take a good walk and see what the scenery is like in this place where there is heavy snow all year round"

Stepping on the snow, the sound of "欻欻" is particularly frequent, looking at the snow of this heaven and earth, as if everything is filtering, everything is sublimating, and even the hot soul is purifying, becoming pure and beautiful. The forest is filled with white mist. Immediately after the fog cleared, a strange scene appeared, on the needles of the green pine, there was a thick hoarfrost, like a white autumn chrysanthemum; The branches of the deciduous trees were covered with snow, like trees carved from white jade; The weeping willows are fluttering, and the bushes have become white coral bushes, which are in a variety of forms, making people confused, and the snow is blowing in a trance and fairy tale world, and it is raining very big. At first, it was snow grains, like someone grabbing snow-white sugar in mid-air and scattering it down one by one. After a while, the snow fell heavier and heavier, and the snow particles turned into snow flakes, like goose feathers, falling slowly and slowly, one after another, fluttering and sprinkling wine, like jade leaves and silver flowers scattered by the goddess. So crystalline, so beautiful. The thin and tall willow branches on the side of the road shook from time to time, shaking the snow off the bottom wall, but as soon as it shook off some of it, it fell a lot, and gradually, the snow gave it a white and immaculate coat. At night, all the springs were silent, and all I could hear was the snowflakes conspiringly falling. In Wen time, mountains, rivers, fields, and cities were all shrouded in white snow.

Gentle snowflakes slipped from the ends of her hair, crossed the brow of Wanning, kissed her face, jumped off her clothes, washed the dust of the years, embraced the earth to the fullest, and looked at it from afar only to see a little dream in the haze, empty and ethereal, beautiful.

Facing the cold but gentle flying snow on the blowing face, stretched out her hand, the snowflakes instantly melted into water, ice is the protective layer of water, water is the essence of ice, both are pure and pure, purify everything, she stood in the snow, seemed to feel something, a ray of cold light surrounded, and disappeared without a trace, and the corners of Wanning's mouth showed a slight smile.

"I finally know why they are so belligerent, in this cold and biting place, the battle is for themselves, for this beautiful scenery to the most extreme love, sweat, the battle stops"

She waved her sleeves, Qiqi conjured up a rock sword and threw it to her, and when she turned around, she took the rock sword and waved it in the snow, one sword, breaking the snow, two swords, breaking the wind, three swords, breaking the sky. After the sword dance, she looked at the sword in her hand and looked incredulous, "I, this, what's going on?" She recalls the image of everyone standing still.

"It seems that the only way to know what is going on is to go to him" she looked into the depths of the snow, "Twelve mirrors, twelve farewells, wait for me" and then she returned to her lodgings.