Beyond the snowfield, among the temples.

The swordsman and the three-flowered cat waited day after day.

There isn't much a swordsman does every day.

Wake up every morning, boil a pot of hot water, have a simple breakfast, practice swords all morning, sometimes go to the surrounding villages to buy some food and forage, and in the afternoon sit cross-legged on the ground, looking at the snowfields to the north, watching the sky shrouded in dark clouds sometimes swept by the wind and sometimes flashing, imagining the confrontation over there, thinking about his own sword, and waiting for the thunder.

Naturally, you should always pay attention to the three flower girls.

The three-flowered cat was business as usual at first-

Sometimes she ran around the temple, looking for anything to play with, even if it was a stalk of withered grass that poked out of the snow, she had to circle around it and scratch it with her paws, as if she could find something she was interested in doing wherever she was. If you are tired from being busy, lie down and sleep in the temple.

When there were people who came to offer incense, she would also run to a place not far from them and sit down, looking up at them.

Sometimes they take on a human form, find a small wooden stick, and write on the snow to practice.

The swordsman is also literate, but he doesn't read many books, and he can see that Sanhua Niangniang writes mostly poems, sometimes writes names, writes twenty-four solar terms, and writes sentences on the scriptures, and there are many that you can't see.

Sometimes he would catch a mouse and ask him if he would eat it.

Sometimes, if they caught too much, they would ask him to borrow a knife, and then go to the stream to clean it carefully, and hang it on a dead tree to dry mice.

This reminded the swordsman of the bacon he had almost eaten.

Sometimes rabbits, or even some larger animals, would be caught and dragged to him to eat, and whenever this happened, the swordsman could make up for his physical consumption, and he would not have to go to the village for several days to say good things and buy food.

Sometimes he would bring the elixir and ask him if he would eat it.

It wasn't until a few days later that she seemed to feel that she had been away from the Taoist for too long, and she seemed to have experienced some moods, so she often sat on the snow next to the temple, licking her paws and looking over there in a daze, and sometimes at night there was some light or some movement that the swordsman could not detect, she would immediately run out, jump to the top of the temple, and stare at that side without moving, and staring at it for a long time.

If you ask her, she will turn her head or look down at you, but she will not answer.

Every day.

Until more than ten days have passed.

There was a sudden rumbling in the temple, as if the sky was thundering, and the statue of the god sitting on the altar was brilliant, as if a god had appeared since then, and disappeared in an instant.

The swordsman finally waited for that thunder.

It was a dark cloud that covered the entire snowfield, and the wind and snow in the middle were drowsy, but the thunder was staggered, as if it was the end of the world, and just looking at it made people feel suffocated.

"Boom ......"

Some thunderbolts are innumerable, wild and staggered, like an upside-down tree, some thunders can stay in the sight for a long time, and a few breaths have not disappeared, some thunders are extremely long, can extend from the end of the line of sight to another end, many thunderbolts are densely packed, all over the entire snowfield, dancing with the wind and snow.

The thunder rolls and the echoes are endless.

One has not yet left the ear, and a new one has been added, and countless superimposed channels constitute a movement like the collapse of heaven and earth.

The swordsman sat on the ground and looked over there.

The three-flowered cat sat on the top of the temple, also facing that side, motionless, only a small back.

I don't know what she's thinking.

The swordsman was stunned anyway.

That's Tianwei.

Roll the might.

From that side came a force of destruction, unrivaled and suffocating, as if it could wipe out the earth.

Whether it was an ordinary thunderstorm night, or the sting four years ago, or outside the Changjing City that day, or Fu Leigong's handwriting outside Jingyu City last year, it was far from being as good as the thunder in front of him.

From morning to night, all the time.

How powerful is this?

In Hanshu County before, I heard people describe the gods and demons a few years ago, and the thunder that lasted for a whole month didn't feel anything, but I was deeply shocked at this moment.

But I don't know which is stronger and weaker at that time and at this time?

……

Thundered!

The thunder was everywhere in the blizzard, and the snow bloomed everywhere, almost crushing all the resistance of the Snow Demon King.

The thunder stopped.

The demon king only shrank in the spiritual eye, lingering for a long time.

However, at this time, He Yuan was full of spiritual power at four o'clock, and the four o'clock rotation not only consumed his spiritual power and spiritual charm, but also trapped him in the eyes of the spirit.

Time passed quickly, and I don't know how long it was going to be.

A figure looms above the clouds.

Zhou Lei was condescending, looking down.

Seeing the earth, the ice and snow melting, and the rotation of the four seasons, as if going against the tide, he was naturally frightened, and if he looked closely, he could also see Song You's layout, and he could also see his intentions-

Tiangong also tried this trick, drove it to the Spirit Eye, and tried to kill Lingyun, but if it couldn't be killed, he wanted to seal it. However, the Heavenly Palace spent a lot of effort, the stupid method used, and the joint efforts of many priests and officials, so that this Snow Field Demon King could not stay anywhere except stay in the Spirit Eye, so he drove him back to the Spirit Eye, and this person did it alone, which is really surprising.

The Four Seasons Method is indeed the most difficult, and it is the most wonderful.

And his idea should be a seal, right?

Zhou Leigong didn't think much about it, just watched quietly.

Let's see what he has to say.

"Poof!"

The spiritual eye is like the eye of the earth, gushing out of the water again.

The spirit body of the Snow Demon King was revealed in the water column, hanging in mid-air, looking at the Taoist who was sitting cross-legged by the spring, but he was already very embarrassed.

"It turned out to be the spiritual power of the four o'clock!"

"How?"

The Taoist looked up at him calmly.

"Something to do!"

"How is it better than a family teacher?"

The Snow Demon King was covered in bruises, but he was not afraid: "Your master can't help me, and you can't help me!" ”

"Try ......"

The Taoist sitting by the spring raised his hand.

"......"

The whole Heyuan, in all directions, is full of spiritual power.

The spiritual power originally clothed, one by one, with different colors, from far and near, including four o'clock, flew one after another.

The spiritual power rotated slowly around the spring in order, south, south, west, and northwest.

The charm of the four seasons and the changes of the time are all condensed here.

"You want to seal me?"

The figure on the spring sneered: "The water flows, and the heavenly palace can't seal it, so how can you seal it?" ”

The Taoist did not answer, but closed his eyes.

The spiritual power is intertwined, and it seems to be turned into a cage, but in fact, it is secretly in line with the rotation of heaven and earth.

The spring is shrouded in it.

The Demon King's spirit body didn't feel anything at first, although he couldn't beat it, but he was neither afraid of being destroyed nor being sealed, just like the last time he faced the Heavenly Palace, he turned into countless streams of water and fell into the spring. No matter how this person tries to seal, even if the seal is successful, after a while, he will naturally be free from heaven and earth.

However, almost instantly, the spring popped again, and the demon king's spirit reappeared.

At this time, he was greatly surprised.

"What did you do?"

It is the embodiment of Mizusawa Lingyun and an innate deity, and is naturally the most sensitive to the changes of heaven and earth.

The hundreds of four-hour spiritual power that revolved around his body were slowing down, and the rotation of the four seasons here seemed to be slowing down, and it seemed to be slowly disappearing.

Not only at four o'clock, but the alternation of yin and yang seems to be slowing down.

This feeling made him feel that this person was not building a cage here to trap him in it, but separating the heaven and earth where the spring was located, forming a separate boundary from the outside world.

"This is the creation that was obtained by chance when the world was in the lower reaches, and Your Excellency can also call it, the Yin and Yang Four Seasons Array." Song You opened his eyes and looked at him, "The yin and yang in the formation do not turn, and the four seasons do not change, it seems to have drawn a small world for Your Excellency." If you are trapped in it, the spirit will also be cut off and will never be replenished, and you will only be constantly worn out, getting weaker and weaker. ”

“……”

The Lei Gong in the sky was very shocked, and the demon king on the earth was also a little flustered, but after just a little thought, he found the flaw again.

How long can this kind of magic circle composed of pure spiritual power last?

Unless this man stays here all the time.

But the people of Fulongguan do not seek immortality, nor do they seek incense and fire gods, no matter how long his life is, how long will it be? Although the spirit of mountains and rivers is not as long as the real mountains and rivers, he has been born for hundreds of years, and no one can say how long the future will be, and such mortal spells often disappear when they die, even if they are a hundred years, they will not be long.

Besides, how could he stay here all the time?

However, when the demon king looked at Song You, he found that this person was also looking at him, and seemed to see what he was thinking, and Song You smiled slightly.

"The incarnation of the spirit of the mountains and rivers, the innate gods, are all great existences, if your Excellency benefits one party, not to mention absorbing incense and believing, strengthening yourself, at least you can be in harmony with the nature of heaven and earth for a long time, why do you want to use such a practice of killing chickens and eggs to bring about your own destruction?"

"Less nonsense! What means do you have! ”

"Speaking of such an existence, I have seen one of your beings in the lower reaches of the world, and that one is even more powerful than your Excellency." Song You said lightly, "It is very suitable to use mountains to control water." ”

"Boom!"

The water in the spring is tumbling and splashing several meters high.

Song You closed his eyes.

The spiritual power continues to fly out, not only to weaken the spiritual power of the demon king, but also to slow down the four seasons, stop the yin and yang, although it is only for a small piece of heaven and earth in a radius of ten zhang in front of it, it cannot really separate it, but it can also make it have some characteristics of the world in the painting, forming a seal independent of the outside world.

"Hoo ......"

I don't know when, the wind rose again in Heyuan.

It's not a cold wind.

It's the east wind.

The east wind suddenly rushed for 3,000 miles, and the heavy snow stopped all things at the beginning.

……

It's February outside the snowy fields.

The three-flowered cat seems to have completely lost its respect for other people's temples and the awe of the big man who once walked with it, lying leisurely on the top of the temple, wagging its tail again and again, sometimes glancing at the direction of the snowfield, and sometimes stretching out its paws to the birds flying in the sky.

The swordsman also sat on the ground, staring into the distance.

The snow on the ground was about to melt.

The thunder in the snowfield in the distance has long since disappeared, and what is even more surprising is that the haze that has been in the sky for more than ten years is gradually disappearing.

That seems to say something.

At this moment, the jujube red horse that was shaving grass in the snow seemed to sense something, raised his head, turned his head to look in the direction of the snow field, and then turned his head to look at the top of the temple, and then took a step, first walked to the swordsman sitting cross-legged on the ground, pushed him with his head, and then walked to the side of the small temple, raised his head, and stared at the three-flowered cat on the top of the temple.

I only listened to the cats and horses talking on the edge of the small temple.

"Horse, what are you doing?

"Are you hungry?

"Oh, you're still grazing......

"Then you must be craving water.

"Sanhua Niangniang, let's go boil a pot of boiling water for you to drink."

The horses were silent, but the cats were silent.

"It's good to drink boiled water, everyone drinks boiled water, boiled water is round to drink, cold water is sharp to drink......

"Why don't you speak?

"Why don't you speak human words?

"Cats can't speak!

"You're not smart......"

The horse withdrew her gaze and silently walked to the quilt bag.

The swordsman kept turning his head to stare at this side, showing a thoughtful look, and when he saw this scene, he reacted instantly, stood up, picked up his long sword, and went to get his saddle.

The three-flowered cat standing on the edge of the temple roof blinked, looked at the swordsman's movements, and seemed to think of something, meowed, and jumped down from the top of the temple, his posture crossed in the air, very elegant.

“……”

landed lightly, as if he didn't care about stretching his waist, but after stretching, he immediately turned around and ran towards the jujube red horse.

……

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