The three days passed in a hurry, and during these three days, Nan Ruosu spent the rest of his time cultivating except for eating and sleeping.

Shen Lianchong stayed in his courtyard every day, he wasn't worried that someone would be unfavorable to Nan Ruosu, but he didn't want others to disturb him when Nan Ruosu was cultivating.

Cultivation is a journey of a thousand miles, not overnight, Nan Ruosu has never pulled down his strength over the years, not only because of his talent, but also because of his unremitting efforts.

Although in the eyes of everyone in White Dragon City, he was an out-and-out prodigal, but Shen Lianchong knew very well that Nan Ruosu was simply a cultivator.

Except for the fact that he deliberately made one or two oolongs in White Dragon City every once in a while to hide himself, the rest of the time he was in cultivation, especially when he was nominally grounded, it was common for him to retreat for half a month in a row.

Even on the march, he never let himself go.

In his own words, it means that there is no accumulation of steps for thousands of miles, and there is no accumulation of small streams for rivers and seas.

On March 20, snow fell.

In the early morning, the goose-feathered snowflakes fluttered down like elves flying in the sky, and the temperature dropped a lot along with a white velvet blanket on the ground.

"Squeak!"

In the courtyard, the door next to Nan Ruosu's room was opened, and Shen Lianchong, who had been cultivating all night, walked out of the house, looking at the courtyard of the house covered in silver, he couldn't help but be stunned.

However, feeling the coolness in the air, a smile quickly formed on the corner of his mouth.

Closing his eyes, raising his head and opening his arms, Shen Lianchong suddenly felt as if he had returned to his mother's arms.

Letting the snowflakes fall on his cheeks, he likes this refreshing and cool feeling very much, even though he has reached the realm of Vientiane, he has long been not afraid of any cold, but the coolness of the touch still makes him feel that his body temperature is declining.

He loves winter and prefers winter snowflakes because whenever the snowflakes fall, he thinks of silver millet.

Although it was not uncommon to see snow in White Dragon City before, the snow in Xiaoguan had a completely different feeling from White Dragon City.

The snow here is colder and cooler.