He did not return to his residence, but stepped to the Mirror Lake, where the snow dwells and the mountains and rivers are by.

He was full of thoughts about improving his combat effectiveness, immersed in the reverie of how to achieve snow and winter rain with a sword.

He is only 30% sure of tomorrow's battle, and if he is given some more time, he is confident that his certainty will rise to 50%.

It's going to be a fight for him in the truest sense of the word, and he doesn't want to lose.

Just like Zhou Siyao who cultivated, the battle for righteousness.

"I see you're preoccupied and absent-minded, what's wrong?"

Yang Yiyi, who coexisted with majesty and beauty, quietly appeared behind him.

Wen Shou didn't look back: "I promised to fight in the same realm tomorrow when Tianquan Peak Chushi." ”

He didn't dare to look directly at Yang Yiyi, she was a little too majestic today, and it was indeed a bit hasty to think about it now.

"Chu Shi?"

Yang Yiyi muttered in surprise, as if she had no impression of this person.

She remembered that among the younger generation of Tianquan Peak, the most famous one was a guy named Xu Lan, the eldest disciple of the Tianquan Sword Master.

I've seen it once, it's enough to see, it's not this guy.

didn't hear Yang Yiyi's movements, Wen Shou said worriedly: "If I lose, will I embarrass the sword master?" ”

Yang Yiyi said casually: "That's for sure, the disciple of the Yuheng Sword Master has lost, and it is another big explosion." ”

Wen Shou said: "Sister Yiyi, is there any secret method for quick success, I don't want to lose this competition." ”

Yang Yiyi shook her head.

Wen Shou was disappointed.

However, Yang Yiyi's next words made him overjoyed: "Even if I have a quick secret method, I won't use it for you, it will do more harm than good to the cultivation path, but I have other ways to make you grow." ”

Wen Shou couldn't wait to ask, "What method?" ”

Yang Yiyi did not immediately reveal: "Follow me." ”

The last thing she took Wen Shou to was her boudoir.

Stepping into the room, you can smell a unique fragrance in the air, and the hexagonal window sill is unique, and the window door is propped up, revealing the magnificent pineapple wood inside.

There is a set of chic tea sets in the upper corner, and the rest of the position, pavilions, winding water, everything, is actually a miniature version of the courtyard.

Behind the precious coffee table, a heavy and down-to-earth bookcase, the four treasures of the study, are lined up in turn.

There are no Taishi chairs, and there are no bookshelves on the walls, let alone books.

The lattice wooden curtain divides the room from it, and around a screen, it is Yang Yiyi's bedroom.

Inside, a carved magpie shelf bed stands next to the wall, and the rich tassel curtains are being rolled up and hung on the bed frame, and the embroidered quilts and jade pillows on the bed can be seen in full view.

There was a dresser next to it, and there was nothing but a mirror hanging from the wall.

Wen Shou glanced at the bedroom layout, and thought that the method Yang Yiyi said was double cultivation.

He wondered where he could have time for this day, but the next scene was an eye-opener for Wen Shou.

Yang Yiyi took off the mirror, and with a slight touch of her white jade-like fingers smeared with red nail polish, the mirror instantly expanded, turning into a two-meter-high portal.

I saw that in the mirror that originally shone on Yang Yiyi, her figure gradually disappeared, and was covered by the mist, and the phantom of mountains and mountains appeared.

A strange feeling invaded Wen Shou's heart, making him feel numb inside.

"Come with me."

Without waiting for Wen Shou to question, Yang Yiyi stepped in and quickly disappeared.

There was still Qiankun in the mirror, it was really unbelievable, Wen Shou hurriedly followed.

However, it was just a slight hesitation, Wen Shou stepped into the mirror, and what he saw was a long wooden bridge connected to the Huxin Pavilion, where was there any Yang Yiyi's figure.

The sky was covered with dark clouds, lightning appeared in the sky one after another, and thunder exploded high in the sky.

But in a moment, a shower poured down from the sky.

Looking around blankly and finding that there was nowhere to shelter from the rain, Wen Shou hurriedly ran towards the Huxin Pavilion.

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

Showers hit the lake and crackled.

As the rain falls, there is also the weather that is slowly getting colder.

However, the temperature dropped to freezing point.

If there was no condensation wheel, simply relying on the martial arts pseudo-nine rank realm, wearing thin clothes to keep out the cold, it is estimated that he would be so cold that he shivered.

Now that the six wheels are in the body, the qi and blood are soaring in the body like a torrent, and the wind and cold are a piece of cake.

"Sister Yiyi."

Wen Shou was afraid that Yang Yiyi's cultivation would be too high, and he would walk away in an instant, so he let go of his throat and shouted.

There was no response from Yang Yiyi.

I just saw a clear masked felt man, who seemed to be wearing clogs on his feet, and made a clattering sound when he stepped on the plank.

It was the noise that alarmed him, and he turned to find that the man had appeared on the wooden bridge at some point.

In the rain curtain, Wen Shou couldn't see any expression of the masked felt man, but he felt a strong will to fight through the rain curtain.

"In this red mirror, time is slower than outside, one day outside, ten days inside, and you will practice here for ten days."

At this time, Yang Yiyi's voice came into his ears.

Hearing this, Wen Shou's heart suddenly burst into joy, and time can be slowed down, this is the magic of the cultivation path.

With ten days, it's totally enough.

Chu Shi, Chu Shi, I asked you to provoke, wait for me to go out, and see how I beat you down.

"Wow......"

The sound of planks sounded again.

The felt man rushed towards the Huxin Pavilion quickly, and he couldn't help but break up and stab with the wooden sword in his hand.

Wen Shou immediately understood Yang Yiyi's intentions, drew his sword, and slashed at the felt man to prevent him from entering the pavilion.

At the same time, he shouted arrogantly: "This is already my territory, stop me." ”

"......

A strange sound came from within the felt man's body, not from his mouth.

What's even more strange is that at a distance of only one meter, Wen Shou didn't even see the eyes of the felt man.

Suddenly, the stabbing wooden sword became blurry and dazzling.

Immediately, Wen Shou's sword slid uncontrollably to the side.

He hurriedly guarded his mind, and the aura suddenly gathered in his palm, injected into the sword body, and urged the sword qi.

But it was too late.

The wooden sword ghost made the god bypass his sword and whipped it sideways like a whip.

Wen Shou reacted to the opportunity, and the Heavenly Machine Phantom Step moved his body diagonally.

However, the wooden sword was like an appendage, and it flew him away at an incredible speed and fell into the lake.

The fast and ruthless change of the felt hat man is completely a dimensionality reduction blow, and if he doesn't play like this, Wen Shou fell into the lake and understood it.

After he fell into the lake, the felt man did not rush to fall into the well.

Instead, sitting on the stone bench, the god of the martial arts stroked his long beard.

When Wen Shou resurfaced from the water, the felt man made a strange voice: "This is my territory, you dare to occupy the magpie's nest without my permission, and you are not ashamed to tell me to stop, and you don't weigh your own catties and taels." ”

Although the words were not good, the tone of the felt man was playful, and he did not seem to be really angry.

Wen Shou slowly swam towards the edge of the Huxin Pavilion, but he attracted a burst of sword stabs from the felt man, and the sword qi flew in, and there was nowhere to go.

He could only retreat into the lake in a huff, swim to the lake in the rain, and then walk up the wooden bridge to approach the pavilion in the middle of the lake.

He was just about to step into the pavilion, when the felt man shot his sword at him, and the sword aura was like a rainbow, forcing him to retreat.

Obvious dismounting.

Wen Shou respectfully apologized: "Brother Tai, I was reckless and offended just now, and I hope you will bear with me a lot." ”

The man said, "Kneel down and kowtow to Grandpa three times, and I forgive you." ”