Bu Fan's retreat was successful, and his body recovered again, and what he wanted to see most was Qin Xueyun.

He went straight to Qin Xueyun's courtyard, but the first thing he saw was snow.

Whether it is on the eaves or on the trees, there is a thick layer of snow, but this snow does not give people a feeling of coldness, but makes people feel a sense of tranquility and purity and a trace of warmth.

Bufan loves snow, but he can't bear to trample on them, so he ends up flying into the aisle under the eaves.

Tianyantong made Bu Fan see that Qin Xueyun was cultivating in the house, and Bu Fan couldn't bear to call her, so he stood outside the door and waited quietly for her to come out.

Today's Qin Xueyun has also reached the peak of the fifth order because of the inheritance of the Qin family's predecessors, and now she seems to be understanding what he needs to understand.

"She is feeling the realm of Zhan Shen, and what she chooses to understand is this snow!" Bu Fan looked at the snowflakes in the courtyard, and his eyes couldn't help but show a trace of tenderness.

Bufan also loved snow, and she walked out under the eaves and into the courtyard.

Qin Xueyun's perception made this courtyard completely different from the situation outside, there were beautiful snowflakes dancing in this courtyard, and outside the courtyard was still the scorching summer.

Bu Fan stretched out his hands to look at the snow that kept falling into his hands, as if he saw Qin Xueyun, she was as quiet, pure and considerate as snow.

The snowflakes gradually covered up Bufan's clothes and head, and finally Bufan completely turned into a snowman, but he didn't move the snow on his body, but closed his eyes here to realize what Qin Xueyun realized.

She is the snow, the warm snow, the snowflakes that Bouvan will never let go.

Bu Fan also gradually understood that all the monks in Shenzhou were realizing that they were going to reach the divine realm, and after more than a year of understanding, they had achieved a little success.

As soon as he waited, Bu Fan had completely turned into a snowman, and at this time, Qin Xueyun had already been out of the customs.

Pulling open the closed door, Qin Xueyun exhaled a long breath, and finally set her eyes on the snowman in front of her.

"Who is this building a snowman here?" Qin Xueyun finally couldn't help but walk over curiously, and gently patted the snowman's body.

Qin Xueyun lowered her head and thought for a while, but she didn't find anything.

Because she likes tranquility, there is not even a little maid in this courtyard, and a snowman appeared here inexplicably, which couldn't help but make Qin Xueyun wonder.

"Brother, did they come to see me and build it for me?" Qin Xueyun muttered to herself.

"Do they want me to be bored and bored?" Qin Xueyun's gaze was already a little stupid.

Then she set her eyes in the direction of the temple where the Nine Tripods were stored.

"He's been locked up for nearly two years, I don't know how he's doing now, they say he's so badly injured that I can't even go to see him!" Qin Xueyun's eyes were gloomy.

And these words were naturally heard by Bu Fan, and he saw Qin Xueyun's haggard gaze.

He couldn't help but move, and the snow on his body fell with a swish!

"Who is it?" Qin Xueyun's face changed, and she hurriedly stepped back, but the snowman's arm directly grabbed him and pulled her over.

Qin Xueyun gritted her teeth, and the force that clasped her wrist was very strong, making her unable to break free, but she didn't panic, pinched the seal with one hand, and the warm snowflakes went berserk, and even revealed a trace of cold breath.

"Snow Dance!" Qin Xueyun drank softly, the snowflakes were swirling and flying in the sky, and at the same time, the snowflakes cut towards Bufan like a handle of ice blades.

"It's too ruthless! kill when you meet!" Bu Fan still couldn't help but stop Qin Xueyun from continuing, because the clothes on his body had been completely cut.

When Qin Xueyun heard this familiar voice, she was suddenly stunned, the snowflakes between heaven and earth suddenly stopped in mid-air, and everything seemed to be still at this moment.

Bufan shook his head and shook off the snowflakes above his head and looked at the familiar face.

"You're getting even haggard!" Bu Fan couldn't help but say with pity, and at the same time, he had already stretched out his arm and took Qin Xueyun, whose body had become a little stiff, in his arms.

Neither of them spoke again, and they felt the warmth from each other, and they already felt the longing for each other.

The snowflakes between heaven and earth fell freely again, falling on Bu Fan and Qin Xueyun, and soon the two became snowmen again, a pair of snowmen who hugged each other tightly.

There is no need for words to communicate, and the two have already penetrated each other's thoughts. This hug was a long one.

It wasn't until Qin Xiaoyao came here that he pushed Qin Xueyun's room open.

"Yun'er, Bu Fan is already out of the customs, he's coming to you!" Qin Xiaoyao's voice pulled the two back to reality.

But Qin Xiaoyao, who opened the door of the house, didn't see Qin Xueyun.

"Huh, what about people?" he looked for Qin Xiaoyao left and right, but finally saw a snowman in the middle of the courtyard.

Without waiting for Qin Xiaoyao to get closer, Bu Fan took Qin Xueyun out of the snow, Qin Xueyun was dressed in white, like a fairy in the snow, and on the other hand, Bu Fan's clothes were messy, but he looked like a hooligan.

"You..." Qin Xiaoyao looked at Bu Fan's messy clothes and looked at the two people with strange eyes.

"Uh..." Bufan felt a little embarrassed.

"Ahem..." You continued, I didn't see anything, Qin Xiaoyao walked out on a leisurely walk, and at the same time didn't forget to close the door tightly.

"Could it be that you have reached the Zhanshen Realm? Doesn't it mean that you can't get married in the Zhanshen Realm?" Qin Xiaoyao thought crookedly outside the door.

Looking at the flush on Qin Xueyun's face, Bu Fan couldn't help laughing.

For the sake of happiness in the future, no matter what, he must reach the realm of Zhan Shen, you know, in addition to the forty-nine ancient character protectors in Bu Fan's body, he doesn't believe that anyone can resist the thunder tribulation.

Bu Fan took out the storage bag he had scavenged from the Bizhou monk, and took out a piece of clothing and put it on for himself.

The space capacity of this storage bag was the size of a room, and Bu Fan scavenged one of the two Divine Realm cultivators, and he took out one without hesitation and gave it to Qin Xueyun.

As the princess of Shenzhou, Qin Xueyun naturally knew the mystery in this storage bag, and directly accepted the storage bag that Bu Fan handed him.

"Let's go, let's go meet them!" Bu Fan grabbed Qin Xueyun's slender hand and took her out of the courtyard.

"Uncle is still here!" Bu Fan looked at Qin Xiaoyao who was in a daze at the door, and greeted him with a smile.

"Why did you guys come out?" Qin Xiaoyao asked.

"We miss you, so I want to meet you!" Qin Xueyun said sweetly.

"Oh, it's impossible, can you still think of my brother when you see him?" Qin Xiaoyao's mouth opened wide, as if he could swallow an egg.

Qin Xueyun hid behind Bu Fan and was silent.

"Cut, when I see that my lover has forgotten my relatives, I won't pay attention to you!" Qin Xiaoyao raised his head to ignore Qin Xueyun's appearance.

However, he still glanced at Bu Fan, and couldn't help but ask, "Did I say that you have reached the realm of Zhan Shen, why can't I feel a trace of breath on you?"

"The peak of the fifth order, you haven't reached the Divine Realm yet!" Bu Fan shook his head and said.

"It's a pity! Now that most of the monks in Shenzhou have realized their own artistic conception, what is your artistic conception?" Qin Xiaoyao asked.

"Artistic conception?" Bufan felt that the word was fresh, but then he understood.

"Well, the things that come out of the perception, such as the snow that Yun'er perceives, and my perception is a little special, it is the practice of leisurely practice, and my own artistic conception is leisurely!" Qin Xiaoyao introduced.

"I'm not there yet!" Bufan finally shook his head.

Is 'life' and 'death' too abstract, and besides, I still don't fully understand the meaning of life and death.

"It doesn't matter if you don't, this thing has to be slowly enlightened, and besides, your current combat power is so terrifying, even if you don't have enlightenment, it doesn't matter!" Qin Xiaoyao said.

"I'll have to talk about this thing later, now my purpose is to seal the god list, hope to be on the list, and enter the Zhan God Realm.

"Well, that's true, as long as you're on the list, it doesn't matter if you can realize your own artistic conception. Qin Xiaoyao pulled Bu Fan and said as he walked, and finally came to the courtyard where Huang Shihai was retreating.

"Brother Huang's artistic conception is quite strange, and I can't say what it is. Qin Xiaoyao directly pushed open Huang Shihai's courtyard door and walked in.

There was a burst of recitation, and the sound of recitation had the power to make people realize, and Bufan, who had studied Confucianism, learned that this recitation was a classic work of Confucianism.

"Analects" and "Mencius" were all brought out by Huang Shihai, and in the distance, Bufan could clearly see Huang Shihai holding an illusory scroll made of bamboo, on which Confucian characters were written.

"This is his perception!" Qin Xiaoyao introduced to Bu Fan, but at this time, Huang Shihai had already woken up.

"Haha, I thought you kid was dead!" Huang Shihai laughed without scruples when he saw Bu Fan, and at the same time patted Bu Fan's shoulder very unkindly, but he got a roll of Qin Xueyun's eyes.

"Can you curse me if you don't come up!I thought that the artistic conception you cultivated was a long knife for killing pigs!" Bu Fan also replied to him unkindly.

When I first met Huang Shihai, this guy definitely didn't have a trace of the image of a Confucian disciple, and he was completely a bandit at any time.

"Hehe, I wanted to do it at first, but I felt that it would damage my image too much later, so I made something more elegant!" Huang Shihai smiled, and at the same time touched his beard that was not half compatible with Wenya.

Buchen is very busy, so the update is unstable! In order to make up for everyone, Ming said six more!