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The morning light became fragmented through the carved window, scattered in Lin Fan's unfamiliar home, illuminating the wooden cabinets, the beds, and the old-fashioned coffee table in Zhao Qingsong's hand in the hall.

Lin Fan did not explain the slightly childish words in Zhao Qingsong's eyes.

But he did think so in his heart, and the Snow Cover Gate was of great grace to him.

Since entering the Snow Gate, he has been taken care of, whether it is the old steward who once gave him an errand, or the elder who saved him from his corpse, or Sun Deqian of Wanshu Pavilion later, they all represent the Snow Gate.

Not to mention that when his eyes can't see the light, those people who will always help him in the Snow Cover Gate, so since Zhao Qingsong believes in the theory of cause and effect, if he can do something within his power for the Snow Cover Gate, he will naturally do it.

Zhao Qingsong saw that after he finished speaking, Lin Fan didn't defend himself like a child, or like some ambitious people to show his loyalty in order to get a high position, he preferred the good-looking child in front of him, and he said: "Then it's decided." ”

"It's settled. As he spoke, Lin Fan thought of something interesting and asked, "Will my master also go?"

As soon as this sentence came out, Lin Fan regretted it a little, and Zhao Qingsong looked at him again, only this time with a smile on his face, as if he understood.

Seeing that Lin Fan was a little embarrassed by himself, Zhao Qingsong said: "The inner disciple naturally has to enter the snow region once a year to practice. ”

As he spoke, Zhao Qingsong changed his words and said, "Let's have a meal together at noon?"

Lin Fan saw that he was making fun of his smug appearance just now, and replied without being salty: "Oh." ”

As everyone knows, being able to win Zhao Qingsong's favor in the Snow Covered Gate is a thing worth showing off for every disciple, including the inner disciples.

It's just that lunch is still some time away from this hour, and although the two of them talked about it just now, they naturally fell silent after they had no topic.

Lin Fan thought that he would be idle anyway, so he began to clean his new home, and he was busy with beads of sweat.

Zhao Qingsong sat on this wooden chair, watching Lin Fan carrying a broom and a basin of water, busy and happy.

Inexplicably, Zhao Qingsong seemed to see the shadow of the genius who covered the snow gate ten years ago in Lin Fan's body, and Li Xueshan's kid also seemed to like to do some housework, but compared with Lin Fan, that kid's personality was colder.

Thinking of this, Zhao Qingsong frowned, and saw that Lin Fan was wiping the beams with his feet crossed at this time, so he smiled slightly and picked up a finger.

A crystal clear blue mass of water appeared on his fingertips, and his fingers pressed down slightly, and the water droplets suddenly fell to the ground in the hall, and then suddenly spread.

Lin Fan, who was cross-legged, was looking at the beams carefully, and suddenly saw the aqua blue spreading across the entire roof from the bottom up, and couldn't help but grow his mouth.

At this time, Zhao Qingsong said: "You'd better come down now, and then go to the yard to prepare some dry rags." ”

Hearing this, Lin Fan hurriedly got down the small wooden ladder and hurriedly walked out of the hall with the wooden ladder closed.

Immediately, there was a selective shower of rain in the rooms with similar halls connecting the left and right, but the rain seemed to be too abundant, and suddenly the ground was like a small river.

Lin Fan covered his head and asked, "Is this something that can be done with a rag?"

Zhao Qingsong smiled proudly, raised his finger again, and the stagnant water seemed to understand his words, and in an instant, it condensed into a stream and shot out, all splashing under the roots of the old trees supporting the green shade in the courtyard.

Lin Fan nodded with satisfaction, looked at the rejuvenated hall and said, "This magic power is good." ”

"Ice, water, fog, and frost are all supernatural powers, and I will teach you when I have time. ”

Lin Fan nodded immediately, it was just that he had been used to rough work over the years, and when he saw that there was work to be done in front of him, he would feel uncomfortable if he didn't do it.

So Zhao Qingsong didn't see Lin Fan and immediately came to his side and put on a pious face and began to ask, Lin Fan turned around and went to the utility room to find a few dry rags, and then walked into the wet hall, threw a piece to Zhao Qingsong and said: "Anyway, if you are idle, you will be idle, let's wipe it together." ”

Zhao Qingsong was stunned, and just wanted to say that if you open the window, one day is enough time for this room to dry naturally, when he saw Lin Fan pouting his ass and began to wipe the floor.

This is not over, after wiping it for a while, Lin Fan turned his head and said: "Anyway, if you are idle, you will be idle, and we will talk about the supernatural powers when we finish wiping." ”

Zhao Qingsong didn't know why he stood up, then took the somewhat rancid rag, pouted his buttocks, and began to wipe the floor with Lin Fan one by one.

It's an interesting picture.

It is also a picture that is very ordinary in Lin Fan's eyes.

But when the steward who received Zhao Qingsong's order brought the food, the steward's jaw almost didn't fall into the snow lotus soup he was serving, and he saw that under the scorching afternoon sun, the second head of the snow-covered door in the neat and tidy hall was seriously wiping a bronze mirror, and from time to time he had to 'ha' a little, and then continued to wipe.

It doesn't look like the Second Palm Sect of the Snow Gate at all, it's like a miser wiping his gold, very focused and serious.

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After lunch, Zhao Qingsong sat on a square chair in the hall, tasting the fine tea brewed by the food steward who left in fear not long ago.

Lin Fan naturally enjoyed this treatment, but he really didn't understand the tea ceremony, anyway, the tea tasted like this, took a sip, and sat quietly opposite Zhao Qingsong.

Zhao Qingsong pointed to the tea in the cup and said: "Everyone in the world knows that supernatural powers cannot be forced, and the cultivation world also knows that if you want to improve the power of supernatural powers, there are three ways, the first is your own realm, and the supernatural powers promoted by different quality and quantity of vitality are naturally different.

"The second is to understand that it is difficult to meet. ”

"Third, it is natural to obtain fragments of supernatural powers from the sky to improve the realm of supernatural powers. ”

"But in fact, there is another way to make the supernatural powers even stronger. ”

Lin Fan was silent, looked at the man sitting opposite and talked eloquently, and remembered every word of his in his heart, because Lin Fan knew that Zhao Qingsong was the strongest person on the snow-covered mountain, and there was no one.

Zhao Qingsong looked at Lin Fan's serious appearance and said with a smile: "Divine powers are divided into three major systems, Nature, Divine Weapons and Demonization, but this is only the differentiation of the major series, and there are countless small departments branching out of it. ”

"Like the magic power of ice, how does ice condense and it is naturally water. ”

"Water disperses as fog, water condenses into ice, and in the middle is frost. ”

This truth is not difficult to understand, but many people regard supernatural powers too sacred and are unwilling to understand them. ”

Hearing this, Lin Fan remembered the first time he listened to Teacher Wen's lecture in the Imperial Academy, and he also had the same theory, don't take the vitality in your body too sacred, it will hinder your steps.

At this time, Zhao Qingsong spread out his palm and said, "Pour some tea." ”

When Lin Fan heard this, he immediately raised his glass and fell, and the turbid yellow tea slowly descended down the mouth of the cup, magically stopping at an inch away from Zhao Qingsong and Governor Zhao Qingsong.

Then the miraculous thing began to happen.

The tea began to solidify when it came to his palm, and from time to time Zhao Qingsong snapped his index finger.

A drop of water flew up, and with a gentle blow he blew it, the water droplet exploded between Lin Fan and him, turning into a very small mist.

The mist quickly dissipated, the tea continued to solidify, Zhao Qingsong clasped his fingers again, and a drop of tea with ice ballast flew up, and hit Lin Fan's left shoulder unprepared, condensing into frost.

Finally, his palm went up slightly, and the tea that had been completely solidified seemed to turn into an amber pebble and fell on the square table between the two.

Lin Fan didn't blink his eyes during this period, he stared at the stone that was originally tea but now turned amber and cold, and unconsciously felt his heartbeat increase.

The relationship between master and apprentice is the most reliable in the cultivation world, and only this kind of relationship can some cultivation knowledge that ordinary people simply cannot know, and even has no skills in books, can be passed on from word to mouth.

Lin Fan knew that this kind of supernatural skill seemed simple, but if it wasn't for Zhao Qingsong's breakthrough, he didn't know how many years and months he would have been able to comprehend it, and he immediately expressed gratitude.

Zhao Qingsong couldn't stand Lin Fan's expression, and immediately said, "This can be regarded as your reward for entering the snow region." ”

Lin Fan waved his hand and said solemnly: "Thank you, the second master." ”

Zhao Qingsong hurriedly waved his hand and continued, "Do you know how to practice this technique?"

Although Lin Fan has a kind nature and is a little mellow, his head has always been very good, and he immediately said: "The disciple knows that if you control the temperature of the ice supernatural power, you can do this." ”

Zhao Qingsong raised his eyebrows slightly, thinking that this kid had a good understanding, thinking that when he told the inner disciples about this, except for Ye Ningshuang who immediately understood, everyone else pondered for three days and three nights.

Of course, this is not because the talent of the inner disciples is not as good as Lin Fan, but that they regard their cultivation as too sacred, and their supernatural powers as too sacred, and they will not use such a simple thing as controlling the temperature in their thinking, each one is more complicated than the other.

Lin Fan can easily associate the temperature control, which shows that he is more objective about the matter of cultivation, and he does not feel how sacred the cultivation is.

The more Zhao Qingsong looked at Lin Fan, the happier he became, thinking that if the Snow Gate could escape this catastrophe, it would not be impossible for him to personally accept him as a closed disciple.

Lin Fan looked at Zhao Qing and was relieved, and he didn't bother, spread out his little rough hand, and poured the tea into his palm with some nervousness.

The vitality in his body urged the supernatural powers, and the temperature above his palm plummeted, but the tea was frozen into amber stones at once, and he couldn't help but start to reflect carefully, how much vitality should be used to urge the supernatural powers just now, and how to accurately control the temperature of the supernatural powers.

And it was also on this sunny afternoon that a group of guests came to the foot of the verdant green mountain covered with snow.

The middle-aged man with a hat was tall and thin, and beside him were five boys and girls of sixteen or seventeen years old who were dressed differently.

The tall and thin man took off his hat, revealing his sunken eyes and dark complexion, and then he raised his head, covered the sun with his slender and smooth palms that did not match his face, and said, "What a high mountain." ”

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