Vientiane changes, a piece of flying snow, slowly falling, with it, is a thousand, ten thousand, accompanied by cold wind, such as flying jade butterflies, like a hovering elf.

The snow fell, and the inexplicable spirit opened his eyes, he stopped sitting cross-legged, got up and stood up, stretched out his hand, and wanted to feel the cold. The snow fell in the palm of your hand, but instead of melting, it formed a grain of ice crystal.

If rain is the tears that fall from the sky, then what is snow?

Snow is the sorrow of separation.

He thought of her, of that winter.

That winter. It's not the first acquaintance, but it's the first encounter. Even if there is a slight cold wind, I know that there is a person who is connected!

That winter. There is anticipation, but also joy. When you meet on the streets of a small town, you know that you can rely on each other for a lifetime!

That winter, she was at that time. Dressed in yellow, like a wild chrysanthemum in winter. The reddish face seems to be a little shy.

He called her name softly.

She bowed her head slightly.

He thought: This is the most beautiful appearance in the world.

He took her hand, and in that moment, it was eternity.

At that moment, there was a trace of warmth from the palm of his hand, and no one could replace it.

He looked at the ice crystal in his palm stupidly, let the cold wind be like a knife, and the flying snow in the sky surrounded him, dancing out of the snow marks.

He looked up, and the snowflakes gathered in one place, gradually gathering into a pale face, it was a girl, that was the girl he used to get along with day and night, and now he thinks about it day and night.

The snow stopped, and the wind stopped.

Snowflake petals peeled off his face, revealing a beautiful woman carved by ice, he saw in his eyes, strange and familiar, distance produced strangeness, familiar is, those eyes, those huge and bright eyes.

A silver light sprinkled down, and he actually felt that those eyes were so cold.

In the hall, Li Sen and the others were still waiting, and a few people only felt that the air around them seemed to be a little colder, but they saw that they were inexplicably closed, sitting cross-legged on the ground, waiting for a long time, and there was still no movement.

The sword of the stone pavilion has long stopped ringing, quieted down, in the corner, a sword lying on the wooden seat, it is extremely ordinary, not long, not short, the ordinary water-colored scabbard, making it inconspicuous, on the hilt, there are no ornaments, but at this time, on the scabbard, there are ripples of the Dao, from the middle of the scabbard, spread, as if in a pool of stagnant water, thrown into a stone.

The ripples flowed, the waves rippled, the sword moved, floated, and a layer of hazy mist shrouded it, swept past the stone pavilion, and arrived in front of the inexplicable.

Inexplicably opened his eyes, two tears fell, perhaps, how he wished, he never woke up, how he hoped that she would not leave, even in this life, he could only sit here cross-legged, looking at the face carved by cold ice stupidly.

The sword stood straight in front of him, but he didn't reach for it. He closed his eyelids and tried to run the exercises, he wanted to see her, but he only felt that the dantian was empty for a while, and there was no spiritual energy.

The sword floated quietly, and he didn't want to appreciate it, he just reached out to hold the sword, stood up, and came to Feng Xi without saying a word.

Seeing him like this, Feng Xi felt strange in his heart, but he didn't ask much, just took him in his arms.

"Good!" Li Sen said. "The four junior disciples are really talented, and now, you have also obtained the sect's spirit sword. After you each go back, the sect will have your masters, and you will pass them on one by one. ”

Sun Daxian and the other three nodded, all of them were full of spring light, and walked out of the hall with their respective spirit swords very pity. Inexplicably, he pinned the sword to his waist casually, drooped his head, and followed behind the three of them.

A few people walked out of the main hall, and Feng Xi said, "Senior brother, I'll take them away first." ”

Li Sen nodded, then turned around, his hands formed a seal, purple qi emitted, and the door of the hall slowly closed.

Feng Xi led the inexplicable three people to the downstairs, and the disciples of the Treasure Hall also put down the work in their hands when they saw this, and surrounded them, naturally wanting to see what kind of sword these little guys had and whether it was related to them.

"Yo, boy, you actually got the Huolin Sword!" A man said.

When the rest of the people heard this, they were all amazed, and they rushed to gather around Sun Daxian, and their two eyes stared at the sword in Sun Daxian's arms.

Sun Daxian raised his bald head, raised his small eyes, and held the Huolin Sword in his arms, although he was surrounded by a group of strong men, he looked so invincible.

"Hey, you, this Huolin Sword was personally refined by our old sect master!" One humanity.

"Really? But I heard that the fire beads on this Huolin Sword seem to have been embedded by the master! "Another humane.

"Whoever he is! Do you remember how long it took us to forge this sword embryo? That's two years, and when it comes to it, it's our biggest credit. After this man said that, he touched Sun Daxian's bald head, and several men laughed loudly in satisfaction.

But everyone was so surrounded just now, but they almost squeezed Li Changgui and Ma Teng behind Sun Daxian, and Li Changgui shouted: "Let go!" Let's Jean! Let's pass! ”

As he shouted, he pushed the waists of the men who were blocking the road in front of him, but where could he push a child, he had to shout: "Senior sister! ”

Feng Xi smiled slightly and said, "Okay, it's time for us to go." ”

The disciples of the Treasure Hall dispersed, and a few people walked out of the main hall of the Treasure Hall, Li Changgui and Ma Teng bowed to Feng Xi, and not far from the Treasure Hall were the Medicine Hall and the Law Enforcement Hall, and the two of them naturally said goodbye and went to the hall separately.

As soon as the two of them left, a black-clothed young student waiting at the door of the Treasure Hall came up, and Feng Xi also recognized that this person was a disciple of the Taoist Hall who was personally called by his father. She asked, "Are you here for me?" ”

The disciple shook his head, pointed at Sun Daxian and said, "The master of the sect commanded, let me take him to meet him." ”

After the man took Sun Daxian away, Feng Xi noticed inexplicably, but he saw him, drooping his head, and at some point, he squatted under the tree on the side, where he looked unhappy and listless.

"Inexplicably, get up!" Feng Xi said.

Inexplicably, under Feng Xi's scolding, he raised his head, and then stood up.

"What's wrong with you?" Feng Xi asked.

I want to say inexplicably, just like in his previous life, every time he gets drunk late at night, he will find someone to confide in, but some things, if he says too much, it will become a joke, just like he is alive, living alive and becoming a joke.

Inexplicably didn't speak, Feng Xi said, "Let's go!" ”

After speaking, she clicked on the short sword, and the sword sounded out of the sheath, and she led him to the way home.

Passing through the mountains, the two landed outside the bamboo building in the Medicine Valley, and Feng Yao and Caidie were playing with the spirit flower.

When Caidie saw it, she called "sister" and threw herself into Feng Xi's arms.

"It's back!" Feng Yao said, she only glanced at it, and caught a glimpse of the long sword on her inexplicable waist.

"Inexplicably, come here." Feng Yao said.

Inexplicably walked up to him.

"Say! Which exercises are you practicing, and what are your intentions in coming to my sect! Who sent you? ”

Feng Yao frowned, her eyes stared at the inexplicable fiercely, as if she wanted to see him through, she stood there, like a cold sword that could be unsheathed at any time, she was waiting for an inexplicable answer.

Feng Xi froze in place, blinked a few times, and then said, "Auntie? ”

Feng Yao waved her hand and urged, "Say it quickly!" ”

Inexplicably, he calmed down a little, and said, "I don't know any exercises, I was rescued here by Sister Fengxi, if you don't like me, I can go!" ”

"Then how do you refine qi!" Feng Yao asked again.

"I,"

"How did you get the Spirit Sword!" Feng Yao didn't wait for an inexplicable answer, "Don't tell me the truth yet!" ”

Inexplicably, he didn't speak, just stood still.

"Yao'er." The old sect master didn't know when, and landed on the east wing.

He floated down, and the phoenix wind grabbed the old sect master's hand, and said, "Grandpa! ”

The old sect master was naturally very doting on this only granddaughter, he happily agreed, stroked his beard, and said with a smile: "Yao'er, what are you doing here?" What Feng Yao said just now, he heard in his ears.

Feng Yao said: "Grandpa, he? ”

"What's wrong with him? People in this world are impermanent, since he came to our sect and built a foundation, that is his blessing, as for the future, that is the future. When you say false, it is true, and when he says it is true, it is true, and what he says is right. Xi'er, you come with me. ”

With that, he flew up, and a long sword stepped under his feet, Feng Xi glanced at it inexplicably, and then followed.

Standing aside inexplicably, but not knowing what to do.

After Feng Yao watched the old sect master leave, she said inexplicably: "I don't care what your purpose here is, I just hope that you will remember the kindness of the sect and don't do something ungrateful." After speaking, she took the colorful butterfly and walked towards the bamboo building.

Hearing this inexplicably, he only felt very aggrieved in his heart, and then he thought of the mantra passed on to him by the Demon Emperor, "Could it be that all this is because of it?" ”

Thinking of this, he called, "Auntie! Then he followed.

"Inexplicable! Don't say more! The Immortal Emperor reminded.

Feng Yao had already walked to the threshold of the bamboo building, and when she heard the inexplicable call to her, she turned her head and looked inexplicably.

The inexplicable words came to his lips, but he couldn't say it, he muttered, "Auntie, I don't practice other exercises." ”

Feng Yao thought for a while, thinking of what the old sect master had just said, then she let down her vigilance and said, "You come with me." ”

Inexplicably followed her, and the three of them came to Feng Yao's boudoir on the second floor of the bamboo building.

After entering the boudoir, Feng Yao ordered the two to wait, she lifted the bead curtain and took out a sword from the bed.

It was a slender sword, narrow, like a narrow willow leaf, and the slender and straight blade was wrapped in a scabbard with turquoise veins.

"Caidie, this is what I asked for from the old sect master, and I gave it to you." Feng Xi said.

Caidie stretched out her hand to take it, but saw that on the hilt of the sword, there was a jasper-colored jade willow leaf pendant, falling, it was a pink tassel, she caressed, played, and liked it very much.

"Auntie, is this for me?" Butterfly Road.

Feng Yao nodded and said, "From tomorrow onwards, I will teach you some swordsmanship first, and you will also learn it, first, to strengthen your body, and second, if you go to the world in the future, you will have the ability to protect yourself." ”

Inexplicably, he took off the spirit sword he took from his waist, held it in his palm, watched it carefully, and appreciated it, but he didn't find anything strange about this sword, but he found two beautiful small characters engraved on the scabbard, but it was the word "Qiushui", and I thought this was the name of this sword.

It was past noon, and his stomach rumbled inexplicably, he was hungry, and Caidie sneered, and then took him by the way.

In the dense jungle, a middle-aged man with a long sword on his back walked slowly, he could have flown with a sword, but he didn't.

He didn't walk fast, and it seemed that every step he took required a lot of courage. He's been gone for almost a night and a day.

He saw ahead, and there were not many trees in front of him, and the sun was shining in, and it seemed very transparent.

He stopped, removed the sword behind him, and sat down against a tree. Tilting his head and closing his eyes, he didn't know what he was thinking, and the yellow leaves swept away by the autumn wind fell on him.

The cold wind was like weeping, blowing on the branches, beeping.

He sat for a long time, until the translucent light outside the woods turned yellow. He opened his eyes, and there seemed to be a hint of tiredness in his eyes. He took out a pink silk handkerchief from his arms, his hands were spread, soft and smooth, without a trace of wrinkles, and on the silk handkerchief, a purple orchid was embroidered, and the magic was that the orchid actually emitted a shining light at this dusk.

It's dark, under the bright moon, there are only lonely people, lonely love, and a heart that has nowhere to put it.

He put the square silk handkerchief on his chest, squeezed it tightly with both hands, lowered his head, and sniffed deeply with his nose, as if he could smell the strange and familiar, deep and close breath.

"Perhaps, in this life, you will not be with me, but I want to prove that I am better than him, no matter what price I pay." He muttered to himself, then wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.

He stood up and didn't hesitate any longer.

He is Han Dong, who has cultivated to Han Dong, the master of the test hall who has never been motivated for many years.

Han Dong walked out of the dense forest, tonight's moon was a small string moon, with a reddish halo, it didn't look so bright, and there was a faint layer of dark clouds in the sky, but it didn't bury the moon in it.

After he walked out of the dense forest, he took out the sunshine bead from the brocade bag around his waist, looked at the black mountain in front of him, which was squeezed by the heavy mountains, and then walked up the mountain.

Yamamoto didn't have a road, he could go up with Edgeworth, but he didn't.

He walked cautiously, not tripped over the rocks under his feet, the thorns of the mountain cut through his sleeves, cut his skin, and pierced his flesh, but he didn't care.

He struggled to climb halfway up the mountain, and leaned forward with the sunball in his hand, only to see a narrow gap, and he leaned sideways and squeezed into it.

"You're here." As soon as he entered, a gloomy voice came from inside the cave, and when he heard it, he was immediately terrified.

Holding the sunlight bead in his hand, he probed around, turned around a few times, but did not find out where the sound came from.

"I knew you were coming!" The voice sneered.

"You, where are you?" Han Dong plucked up his courage and whispered.

"I'm looking at you!"

As soon as the voice finished speaking, countless blood-red eyes appeared on the wall in the cave, staring at him deadly. In the cave, a black fog swept in with a cold wind that was cold and penetrating.

Han Dong was so frightened that he threw the sunlight bead in his hand to the ground.

The black mist enveloped him, and he trembled, barely holding his body to prevent him from falling.

"Have you thought about it?" Black Mist Channel.

Han Dong's mouth was speechless, but he still nodded, and then took out a beast card from his arms. If you are here inexplicably, you will definitely be very surprised, because this beast card, with its round head, big eyes under a pair of dark circles, and a cute appearance, looks like a panda in a previous life.

This beast card was obtained by chance in a corner of the sect, and he had carried it with him for a long time, and when he was homesick at night, he didn't know why, he was seen through by it, which guided him to come here.

The eyes on the stone wall quietly closed, and the black mist surrounding him headed towards the beast card in his hand. The beast's eyes lit up, and a blood-red glow shone out of the space.

A terrible beast roar in Han Dong's mind was deafening, this voice seemed to come from the blood bath in hell, he couldn't stand it, he passed out, and when he woke up, it was already noon.

The blazing sunlight pierced his eyes through the cracks, and he struggled to his feet, looking back on yesterday, no longer caring whether it was right or wrong. He walked out, "choked", pulled out his long sword, threw and stepped on it, and returned to the sect.

The disciples of the test hall have not seen the master for two days, and when they saw that the master returned to the hall today, he was so embarrassed, and they all stepped forward to ask, but Han Dong didn't say a word, and returned to the house where he lived and practiced alone, although the disciples were puzzled, they didn't dare to come forward to ask.

Just curiously lying in front of the door, trying to listen to some movements in the house.

The door creaked open, and the person who was close threw himself into Han Dong's arms, Han Dong looked at them coldly, and several people smiled awkwardly and fled in all directions.