In the morning, it snowed heavily.

The heavens and the earth are white.

Leaning out of the window, goose-feather-like snowflakes fell on the palms, slightly cool, and then quietly melted.

The white air rolls between the breaths, and the body and mind are cool.

Wang Li looked at the sky, and the snowflakes were falling all over the sky, as if someone was dumping torn cotton from a high place.

Xianshan was originally above the sea of clouds, and he couldn't imagine where the heavy snow that had accumulated two feet at this time came from, but this kind of unscientific scene was more reasonable here.

Turning his head, not far away is the master's immortal jade palace.

Wang Li thought that he should live there, but after returning yesterday, he found that the gate was closed, the formation had been opened, and an invisible force prevented him from approaching.

Wang Kuo said that the palace was originally a magic weapon, or an immortal weapon, which was a congratulatory gift sent by the heavenly court after Li Hanzhen survived the heavenly tribulation and passed one step to the earth.

No wonder after he stepped on the white jade ground of the Immortal Palace before, he felt that there was a continuous influx of spiritual energy into his body.

Fortunately, Wang Kuo seemed to have expected it and prepared for Wang Carp in advance.

Wang Li found a model of a courtyard in the bronze ring, and he would not be foolish enough to think that it was a figurine given to his grandson by his grandfather.

After refining it, this courtyard, which covers an area of about five acres, appeared on the left rear of the Xianyu Palace, and not far away was the only lake in Cuiwei Immortal Mountain.

This courtyard is a magic weapon, of course, it is not as good as the fairy jade palace, but the furnishings, layout and landscape in it also make Wang Li deeply moved.

Now, he lives in this [Xiyi Courtyard] that he once put in the palm of his hand and looked at carefully.

If you don't see it, you can't see it, and if you don't hear it, you can't say it.

In addition to the Xiyi Courtyard, Wang Li also found a lot of things in the ring, such as spirit stones, talismans, elixirs, magic weapons, etc. But to tell the truth, these things can no longer shake his heart, except for making him feel the rich and heavy family affection again.

For the same type of impact, it is enough to have it once.

In other words, he has accepted his identity as the third generation of immortals, and he can face this rich "wealth" calmly and steadily.

Matter is external, and cultivation is the core.

If Wang Li's indulgence in it at some moment, then the dogs around him will use their existence to remind him all the time.

In the snow, Wang Carp's "alarm bell" is running wildly, with its tongue in its mouth and its tail raised high.

The black dog is white, and the white dog is swollen.

Wang Carp suspects that it may have been strictly forbidden to go wild in the snow, which led to its current indulgence.

Like Yue'er, she doesn't like to play in the snow, and at this time she is curled up, lying on the side of the brazier, I don't know if she is cultivating or napping.

Closing the window, Wang Li sat down by the brazier, turned over the red-hot charcoal, and lit up a little spark.

The brazier was not meant to dispel the cold in the room. Whether it is Wang Li, a king in the Qi Refining Realm, a blue cat in the Dao Base Realm, or a dog who doesn't know what realm, they will not be afraid of the cold of the snow - provided that it is a natural snow day and not a deliberate Dao method or supernatural power.

It's more like an object that exists for the occasion.

When it's cold and snowy, it's nice to have a brazier in front of you.

Like, outside, the wind and rain, thunder and lightning, you lie on the bed, wrapped in a thick quilt, everywhere in your body is not warm, the unparalleled sense of security infiltrates your every pore, making you unconsciously let out a satisfied moan.

"Meow~"

The blue cat got up, jumped into Wang Li's arms, flicked his tail, and continued to squint.

Ling Yue'er's body and body gave Wang Li a completely different feeling, not like a soul, as if the two had little connection at all.

Except for when he bared his teeth, at that time, Wang Li seemed to be able to see the invisible tail behind the humanoid Ling Yue'er also erected.

Five fingers gently swiped between the soft and smooth fur of the blue cat, and the purring sound became a requiem in winter.

If life can always be so stable and comfortable, then longevity ......

You'll be able to stay in peace forever!

Wang Li's eyes closed slightly, and his cheeks were slightly red in the charcoal fire. Not long after, the splendid spiritual stream outside the body reappeared, and the sword qi running in the meridians gradually merged from the creek into a big river.

At noon, the snow stopped.

Smoke curled in the courtyard, and the sound of swords sounded on the lake.

Wang Li, standing by the lake, stepping on the deep snow, pinching his sword and fingers, and making an envoy from afar.

To his right, the lone scabbard dangled steadily in the air.

The sword in its sheath flew above the lake, drawing an irregular trajectory with extreme agility.

Sudden movement, sudden stop, acceleration, steering, pointing, shaking.

Do whatever you want.

Graceful as a swimming dragon, like an arm making a finger.

Previously, Wang Li entered the Qi Refining Realm, and his "Words and Methods" progressed from controlling himself (state) to controlling items (ownerless/spiritless things).

With a single [unsheathed], it can surpass the ordinary "exorcism" spell and achieve the effect of the sword.

At this moment, after truly cultivating Edgeworth, he crossed the limit of the range of his talent Edgeworth.

The first weight of swordsmanship, based on qi and meaning first.

Wang Carp has both sword energy and sword intent, which is far superior to others' own aura and sincerity. Therefore, he just memorized the swordsmanship by heart, and with a little understanding, he completed the introduction, and after that, he could call himself a disciple of Shushan in a dignified manner.

Moreover, he discovered that his talent and swordsmanship were a perfect match made in heaven.

It seems that he was born to volley Edgeworth.

With a movement of the sword finger, the sword light on the lake suddenly turned and rushed into the air.

Wang Li's gaze followed, and when the sword body turned into a small black dot that was almost invisible, he felt that the traction of spiritual power, sword intent, and divine consciousness began to quickly become weaker.

Then the wrist turned, and the heavenly sword descended rapidly, and the wind roared.

Boom!

The sword is sheathed, and it is blue and frosty.

At this time, the Qingshuang Sword had also completed a baptism of rebirth.

Originally, it could only be regarded as a good magic weapon, but it was no longer worthy of the identity of the third generation of Wang Lixian, in Wang Kuo's words, Wang Li's use of the Qingshuang Sword was the face of the entire Shu Mountain.

Wang Li thought that it was not that serious, but he couldn't resist Wang Kuo's firmness, so he had to propose if he could refine the Qingshuang Sword again. No, Wang Kuo took the sword and went to Mingyan Mountain, and it only took two quarters of an hour to go back and forth, and the Qingshuang Sword became a magic weapon.

The lord of Mingyan Mountain, the immortal Chen is not to blame.

Wang Li immediately remembered this Shushan elder.

And the reason why I want to keep the Qingshuang Sword is because it represents a story and symbolizes a starting point.

Looking at it, Wang Li will think of the pure edge master who always likes to show the miracle of Buddhism in front of him when he was in the White Dragon Temple.

Come to think of it, now that Master Jingyuan should have returned to the White Dragon Temple with the help of his elders, and returned to the Bamboo Forest Zen Temple, he should have also seen the letter he left behind, as well as the step-by-step lotus recipe specially left for him.

Master Jingyuan is about the same age as Wang Xiao, and he is also a talented player, who is highly valued by the White Dragon Temple.

If fate is not over, it will come from being able to see you again.