Coming to the eleventh farewell, unlike the twelfth, this place is more lively, and there are two jousting platforms here.

The competition platform full of people, shouts one after another, swaying sweat on this extreme land.

In a guest room, Wan Ning sat cross-legged on the bed again, and Qi Qi sat behind her, giving her his origin power.

She is the body of a mortal, and she comprehends the power above the mortals, and she is destined to pay a price for this, unless it is an extraordinary life, or the help of a superior person, and there is another way, which is the power of the origin that overrides the immortal power.

Whether it is a human being, a god, an immortal, or a demon, they all have the power of origin, which can also be said to be the source of life, and it is also the most primitive power from the beginning of the birth of heaven and earth.

But few people will transfer their original power to others.

The person being crossed enjoys the best benefits, generally when comprehending the extraordinary power, the comprehension will have a certain degree of damage to the body, mind and mind, and other forces are treating the symptoms but not the root cause, and the outside is not the inside.

But the power of the source is different, the power of the source. It will restore and purify the body and mind of the comprehension to a higher level, and can also raise the realm and the power of the comprehension to the extreme of comprehension with the power of the source.

But. This will also cause irreparable damage to those who have lost their Origin Power, so few people can transfer their Origin Power to others, which is harmful to themselves.

Wan Ning came to a mysterious space, where it was white, and there was a cold light at this time. Passing past her, a picture scroll unfolded.

This was the scene of the battle between her and the man, watching all the man's attacks and all his moves, as well as her epiphany at that time, as if she remembered it vividly.

This was the second time she had been exposed to this mysterious feeling, and she herself was still unable to see it in the white mist.

She didn't know much about this situation, and maybe that person was the only one who could answer all her doubts.

But at this time, she was not allowed to think too much, the scenes in front of her came into her mind, and she also moved in the dark, waving the long sword in her hand, one sword, two swords, and three swords.

It's just that what she didn't notice was that the thick white fog was also a little less.

Outside, Qiqi withdrew her hand, and she made a breathing motion, and the yellow light on her body faded.

When she walked to the bed, she helped Wan Ning to sleep, and then covered her with a quilt, while she lay on the side of the bed and watched her silently.

The snow outside the window drifts down, adding light to the land wrapped in silver, the sword light and sword shadow on the competition platform, the sweat is hot and melts the snow, and it will not be long before it turns into crystal ice beads covering the ground, if there is an enemy one day, the ground is crystal clear and frosty.

Inside the house, Wan Ning opened her eyes, and a wisp of cold light flashed away, although it was faint, but it was also dazzling.

She looked to the side, Qi Qi was lying on the head of the bed as always, and when Wan Ning got up and was about to hug her, she opened her eyes.

"Eleven other martial arts tables have not yet been played, and someone is still waiting for us"

Wan Ning looked at her, "You have been by my side every day for the past few days, take care of me, rest first, and hand it over to me on the competition platform."

Qiqi looked at her without words

"Okay, okay, it's going to be fine, don't you believe me?" While comforting, she carried Qiqi to the bed, covered her with a quilt, and after a few words, she walked to the competition platform with the reception who had been waiting outside the door.

Seeing her coming, the crowd made a way out of the way.

People watched her whisper.

"Is this the guest who broke through the Twelve Mirrors?"

"Look at her age, she's in her early 20s"

"I don't know how I'll behave later"

When I came to the competition platform, a solemn aura came to my face.

She looked across from her, and it was a man with a long knife.

The man's expression was cold, and his eyes were full of indifference.

He swung his long knife and pointed it at Wan Ning.

"Guests from afar, I am your first opponent in Eleven, if you win against me, you can challenge Eleven Mirrors, and you can pass the Twelve Mirrors to prove that your strength is good, so please enjoy the fight."

He gave a salute, and the moment he raised his head, a murderous aura came from him, he tilted the blade of the knife, the cold light flashed, and in a blink of an eye, he came to the front and swung the knife out.

Wan Ning couldn't dodge, so he could only hold the sword horizontally in front of him, but the man's attack was far more than that, and when the blade was about to touch the blade, it spun the blade and then kicked out.

Wan Ning didn't expect him to suddenly change his moves, so he took a hard kick, and this kick directly kicked her from one side of the competition platform to the other. Seeing that Wan Ning was about to fall off the competition platform, she saw a sideways turn in the air and insert her sword into the competition platform. Turning all the remaining strength away, the man's attacks followed.

I saw him put the knife across his chest, slashing out one after another, two knives with domineering power slashed, and Wan Ning passed through the gap between the two knives sideways and dodged the blow.

Before she could come to her senses, the man had already attacked her. Wan Ning dodged the knife with a sliding, and then turned around and slashed out with a sword.

The man turned around and slashed at the same sword, and the swords collided together, creating a wave of air that blew the snow into the air.

Zheng~

As sparks flew around, a wave of air centered on the two of them spread the surrounding snow into the distance, and this wonderful battle also caused the spectators below to applaud loudly and scream in amazement.

During the collision, the two took dozens of steps back, and then the man crossed the knife to his chest and stroked the blade.

"This knife has been with me for many years, and it has been defeated by many of its opponents, and I prefer to say that it is my dependent partner rather than that it is a good weapon, and I have always believed that all things are animist, and so is it."

As if hearing his words, the knife made a slight knife sound.

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "I have defeated countless people with three swords, and today is also three swords."

After speaking, the surrounding aura changed instantly, and countless wind and snow gathered in front of the knife.

The "first knife" fell as his words fell, and a wave of qi with endless coldness struck Wan Ning.

Not to be outdone, Wan Ning saw her sword across her chest and pointed at the sky.

The cold light of the sky and the earth reflected the light on both sides of the competition platform. Wan stood there quietly. It is really like a sword fairy coming to the world, as if it is like a light cloud covering the moon, fluttering like the snow of the wind, looking at it from afar. As bright as the sun rises; Forced to observe. Scorching hibiscus out of the waves.

A ray of light fell from the sky and shone on her, and it was like a barrier to keep the man's attacks out of the light.

The "second knife" came with the second knife, and these rays of light were dissipating extremely quickly, bearing the blow.

The "third knife" was swung with the last sword, and it seemed that only the sound of the knife was left around.

The flying snow floating in the air gathered into a thread of white thread, and the white threads were intertwined, like a large net woven by a knife qi.

Where the net passed, the white light dissipated, and under the heavy pressure, Wan Ning bent his knees slightly, and finally knelt directly on one knee, the sweat on his face falling like bean beads.

The hand holding the sword was also trembling slightly.

"Without that power, is my limit here?"

She looked at the blade of the sword, and then at the large net that was slowly shrinking.

"Broken!"

Then a sword slashed out, and the net dissipated.

The man snorted and took two steps back, he looked at her with a shocked expression, obviously he felt that she had reached the limit, why did she suddenly become so strong again?

Before he had time to think about it, Wan Ning's sword blade was already aimed at his throat.

"I lost," the man said, breathing a sigh of relief.

He knew he had done his best, and that this guest from afar was truly extraordinary.

"Guests, please go back to rest first, and tomorrow I will lead the guests to the eleven mirrors."

"Okay, thank you"

Back at the residence, Qiqi was still asleep, she didn't disturb her, just stayed for a moment and then walked out.

Walking down the street, she found a teahouse.

Walking inside, Xiao Er immediately came up to entertain her warmly, and she habitually sat at the window.

At this time, the storyteller came up to the stage, waved the folding fan in his hand, and said.

The flowers were blooming that year.

There is a little girl who has just grown up, slim and elegant, but it is a pity that she has been weak and sick since she was a child, and she was 17 years old that year.

He loved snow very much, but her delicate body did not allow it, and she had always had a dream that she wanted to see the plum blossom in the snow, but her hometown had never snowed since she could remember.

So she said goodbye to her father and mother and went alone to the far north.

"I've heard that it snows all year round, and it never stops."

"I think plum blossoms are everywhere."

On the day she left, her parents stood in front of the court and watched her.

"Father, mother, daughter is not filial, this is gone, you two take care of your body"

"Daughter, when will you return? Can you still be you when you come back? ”

"My daughter was born here, grew up here, and the starting point is here......"

So she said goodbye to the second elder, and gradually moved away in the eyes of the second elder.

That year, she rode a horse alone on the road to the far north.

Finally, she made it to the snow-covered Far North.

With amazing perseverance, she walked in the snow for three days and three nights, and in a trance she saw a cold plum tree standing in front of her, ten miles away with the fragrance of flowers.

Eventually, she transformed into a giant ice tree, surrounded by plum trees.

It's a pity that no one has seen it for so many years.

In the end, no one knows whether she went to the far north or not.

The story is written on paper, but the truth in the story still needs to be explored.

It is rumored that when the immortals first arrived here, they heard this story, and then, he named this place the land covered with snow and frost, and divided it into twelve and twelve mirrors, no one knows what his reason for doing this is, but the immortals do things that mortals can figure out, and all we can do is to obey.

After the book, Wan Ning drank the tea in the cup, gave some silver taels and walked out of the teahouse.

When she came to the street and looked at the snow, she reached out to pick it up, and the snowflakes fell on her hands, turning into a small puddle of water in a blink of an eye.

"The Frost Domain, Twelve Mirrors, Twelve Farewells, what is the connection between this, maybe I can only ask you face to face" After speaking, she saw endless white rays through the snow.