Dushan, located in the west of the country, is said to be alone, but in fact it is a continuous group of snow-capped mountains, the so-called alone, refers to the harsh environment of this place, except for mountains and snow, there is nothing else.

Because it is perennial frozen soil, there is no vegetation under the snow, and even animals refuse to come to this place, so it is called Dushan.

But there are still traces of human activity, such as a few lonely villages and a few lonely mountain people at the bottom of the mountain. Most of them are active at the foot of the mountain, but none of them dare to climb the snowy mountain, which is an act of seeking death.

Xiao Man stood on the gravel beach, looking at the high snow-capped mountains stupidly, there have been a lot of immortals here recently, many, many, flying around, and making a terrifying strange roar.

But she was not afraid at all, because these immortals were kind-hearted immortals, and almost everyone who saw her would give her a gift, or a naan, or a piece of meat, or a robe, or a pair of shoes.

She didn't stand here for these gifts, she just wanted to send a jar of water to the passing immortals, in the legend of the snow mountain, only after drinking the clear water under the mountain, going to the snow mountain would not be caught by those mountain spirits and snow monsters.

She had never seen the mountain spirits and snow monsters, but she vaguely felt that if it was these immortals, it was not certain who would capture whom.

But she still sticks to the tradition here, where seven- and eight-year-olds carry half-human-high jugs, which she carries from far away.

After a few days, the immortals gradually became fewer, as if they were hidden in the depths of the snowy mountains, she was a little disappointed, because she didn't care about the gifts, she cared more about talking to the immortals, rather than touching her head, and then dropped the small gifts and left in a hurry, and no immortals came to ask her: Do you want to fly?

She thought about it, but she didn't dare to say it, for fear that she wouldn't even have a simple touch of her head if she said it.

It was dark, and it was time for her to go back, for there were no ferocious beasts here, but the disparity between day and night and the strong mountain winds alone would freeze an adult who was unfamiliar with the terrain to death.

As soon as she turned around, a young big brother appeared in front of her, looking at her gently and smiling, she was not afraid, because he was wearing the same robe as those immortals, but it was a little wrinkled, as if there were big footprints of unknown origin on it.

"Drink water!" She scooped out a spoonful of water with a spoon, "Drink it and you will have good luck in the snowy mountains."

The young man squatted down, took the spoon and drank it down, exclaiming, "It's so sweet! I felt good luck now, and Xiao Man blinked, a little puzzled, "So fast? What is it?"

The young man stroked her head, "Well, it's good luck, like I met you?"

Xiao Man mustered up her courage, she knew that there were not many opportunities like this, an immortal who was willing to talk to her, if she missed this time, she might not have a next time.

"My mother said that if I brought good luck to others, I would also get a little bit." The young man laughed, the little clever, "What kind of luck do you want? Tell me about it?"

Xiao Man said softly: "In the past few days, Xiao Man has seen a lot of immortals flying in the sky, and I thought, if only one day Xiao Man could fly, in fact, it doesn't need to be high, as long as he can fly over the mountain bag.....

Her voice was getting lower and lower, she was afraid that her request was a bit excessive, the immortals were very busy, how could they have time to take a country child to fly?

The young man followed her gaze, the mountain bag was indeed not high, not more than thirty zhang, but even in the face of such a cute little face that was red from the cold, he still shook his head firmly,

"No, I can't fly with you! If you want to fly, you have to do it yourself!"

Xiaoman bit her lip desperately, didn't let herself cry, and pretended to be very happy, the pressure of premature life had already made her understand what she could hold on to and what she couldn't.

The young man held her face, and she could feel the temperature coming from her big hand, as if it reached every part of her body, and her whole body was warm.

"But you're lucky, it's not wrong, next year, on this day next year, there will be immortals who will come to recruit apprentices, well, it's to teach you to fly, if you learn it, you don't have to ask others anymore!"

Xiao Man was enveloped by a huge surprise

, Flying was only a small part of her wishes, of course she wanted to be like those immortals, not just flying, but the sadness immediately returned to her face, but the young man's words relieved her worries,

"Don't worry, it's free, it's food and housing, and I'll discuss it with your family."

Watching the little girl jump and run home, Hou Yu turned around, and behind him were dozens of Jindan sword cultivators who emerged from the night.

"At this time next year, we will set up a pre-cultivation school near Dushan; It's not pretentious, although this place is desolate, there are also aborigines, don't drive them away, it's part of the practice in the first place. If we take their place, we have to compensate them, that's the rule!"

The crown replied loudly in the back, "Obey the parable! Senior Brother Shipeng, why don't you make a note on the sect leader's living note? My splendid sword vein not only has iron blood, but also tenderness!"

Li Shipeng pretended to take out a jade slip, sketched on it, and muttered in his mouth, "Since it is said to be tender, since it is a living note, do you want to write down the matter of the two little ladies last night?" The crown was triumphant, "Write down, how much time? How many times? How often is the sword? How can the sword become geometric?" A group of people got up in the air and roared away, although everyone didn't respect the sect leader very much, but he liked this atmosphere, and for him, he wouldn't be in love with this position, and when everything was on the right track and the right person was found, he would naturally hang up the crown and leave, the universe was chic, who was impatient to do it for a lifetime?

They are the last batch of Quanzhen sword cultivators in Yujing, and they haven't come yet, so it is estimated that they will not come in the future, and there is no pity; He fires one fire after another, just to get rid of those who are not firm in the sword.

It is better for lazy people to stay in the city to retire, but when they come to Dushan, they bring bad habits; The Quanzhen Sect even Yujing and the state capitals, and the Tongtian Jindan Yuanying Monks add up to nearly 10,000 people, this number is still a bit much, as far as Yueshu is concerned, the total number of Qingkong Kun Mountain is only about 3,000 people, what is the status of the people, what is the status of the splendid beauty?

Sword cultivation is not too much, this is the principle that Yueshu has been emphasizing, counting the countless cosmic wars of Qingkong Sword Cultivation, there has never been a problem that has been solved by relying on more people!

In Jian Xiu's view, one person is a soldier, ten people form a group, and a hundred people are an army! Conquer the universe and be invincible!