"This sword is called Cold Ice." Chu Fan pointed at the cold ice sword between his words, and immediately saw that the cold aura of this sword was restrained, and the rushing beast shadow was still.

The entire body of the Ice Sword is transparent, if you don't look carefully, it is difficult to find the lifelike beast shadow, even if you look carefully, you may not be able to see it, because the beast shadow has a spirit.

As the words fell, a gentle wind blew, holding up the king pestle who was kneeling on the ground, and the cold air in his eyes surged, and when he got up, he raised his hand to grasp the cold ice sword and pulled it out from the ground.

The surroundings are full of spring warmth, but around Wang Pestle, it is covered with a layer of cold, which is incompatible with the surrounding warmth, and the cold ice sword is like one with him, held in his hand, with an indescribable might.

Seeing this, Chu Fan couldn't help but nod secretly, not everyone can pull out the ice sword with a mortal body like Wang Pestle and control it.

"Thank you, Master." Clenched his fists and bowed to Chu Fan, and the cold in Wang Pestle's eyes disappeared.

In this heaven and earth, the only person who can hide the cold may be the man in front of him, his master.

"All I did was to create this sword, and you, being able to control it with a mortal body, this is your ability, and it is also an opportunity." Looking at Wang Pestle, Chu Fan showed a faint smile on his face, looking at Wang Pestle like an elder, his age of existence was not very long, but his heart had become vicissitudes.

As he said, he just made this sword, which was not only a gift, but also an opportunity and a choice.

If Wang Pestle could not control this sword, Chu Fan would still accept him as a disciple, but he would not teach him the method of cultivation, but let him go another way and live this life quietly.

If you can't control the Ice Sword, you won't have a second or even a third gift, because ...... Unworthy!

And Wang Pestle, he has already done it, he and the cold ice sword are like one, one has pain in his heart, and the other has a cold breath all over his body, perhaps it is this pain and cold that makes people and the sword merge, and under the brilliance, a layer of misty mist rises.

"I am your ancestor, and you can be called the turtle ancestor." Standing on Chu Fan's shoulder, the Xuan Turtle looked like a tall turtle outside the world, old-fashioned, and the momentum he exuded when he spoke was really like an ancient power.

Before the words fell, Xuan Gui felt two eyes squinting, his heart jumped, he felt cold, coughed dryly, and immediately changed his words: "But because I am the same generation as your master, it is good for you to call your uncle." ”

"As an uncle, shouldn't you give some greeting gifts?" His eyes were flat, he smiled and spoke, and the corners of Chu Fan's mouth curved into the moon.

Before the Xuan Turtle could speak, Wang Pestle immediately put the Cold Ice Sword behind his back, bowed to the front with his fists, and said, "Thank you, uncle." ”

Before it was delivered, I said thank you. It can be seen how smart Wang Pestle is, and after a little bit of Chu Fan, he will understand.

Just out of the shell, the turtle really had nothing to give at this time, I wanted to refuse politely, but the reaction was half a beat slower, his eyes rolled a few times, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he nodded: "Well, Uncle Ben will give you a gift." ”

As the voice jumped up and landed on top of the brown and red horse's head, the turtle said in a deep voice: "From today on, this horse will be called Chasing the Wind, and he has the blood of the Pegasus clan in his body, so he can't just disappear." ”

Since he began to feel the presence of the turtle, the brown and red horse did not dare to move, and the blood in his body seemed to be about to coagulate, but there was a trace of it, burning like a flame.

Seeing this, Chu Fan instantly understood the intention of the Xuan Turtle, people with affection will miss the past, and they will love something to fill the emptiness in their hearts, Chu Fan and the Xuan Turtle are like this, and Wang Pestle is the same.

"There are lovers, they are all lonely, and you may be happy to have this horse with you." Chu Fan's words, Wang Pestle still doesn't understand the deep meaning, but in the future he will understand and understand what loneliness is.

This loneliness is not temporary, but eternal.

It is standing in the street full of human figures, but I don't know how to take the next step, I am walking between heaven and earth, but I don't know where my home is, I look up at the sky, and what I see is not the sky, but the ...... Empty.

The heart will hurt inexplicably, but all the memories are silent and far away, like a river.

The turtle has five fingers like a human, and his face is painful, but he does not hesitate, his eyes sweep, and one of his fingers is cut, dripping out a drop of colorful blood, which falls on the head of the brown and red horse, and hides in the horse's body.

Seeing this colorful blood, Chu Fan's pupils immediately shrank, and he could feel the energy contained in this blood, which was strange and unpredictable, and there was an indescribable confusion.

The brown and red horse let out a long neigh, as if it was sad, as if excited, as if scared, and as excited.

At the same time, the Xuan Turtle disappeared from the Wind Chasing Horse, fell back to Chu Fan's shoulder out of thin air, and said: "This horse can return to his ancestors, arouse the blood in his body, and he can fight the world with you and accompany you." ”

The long neighing shook the air, resounding throughout the Ten Thousand Beast Town, and the wings with snow-white feathers grew out of the back of the wind-chasing horse, which was a foot long.

The space around the Wind Chaser distorted, as if he shouldn't be atavistic, as if the world didn't allow him to appear, and wanted to send him back to the ancients.

"Humph!" Seeing this, Chu Fan raised his hand and pressed it with a cold snort, which instantly stabilized the space.

The fur on Chasing Feng's body is still brownish-red, but the wings have white feathers, which is obviously impure blood, so it can only be promoted to such an extent, and under Chu Fan's perception, the cultivation fluctuations emitted by this horse are comparable to those of Yuanying Monk.

In this way, it is only the first stage of chasing the wind horse, and only part of the bloodline in the body is awakened, and the rest will have to be cultivated in the future before all can be recovered.

Seeing the changes in Chasing the Wind, tears flashed in Wang Pestle's eyes, except for Chu Fan, Chasing the Wind is his current relative, the last relative.

He has regarded the chasing horse as a relative.

"Thank you, uncle!" Hugging his fists and bowing to the turtle, it was very solemn, and the tone was from the heart's thanks, in Wang Pestle's heart, the turtle was kind to him.

Looking down at the ground deeply, Chu Fan's gaze seemed to be able to penetrate the thick rock, looking at the unknown depths of the ground, one day, he would come here again, go to the light wheel world, and solve the doubts in his heart.

"Let's go, it's time to leave." Chu Fan took a deep breath, glanced around, and finally withdrew his gaze and landed on Qian Xue, his eyes full of decisiveness.

His time is running out, and now it's time to leave, after all, the poison in Qianxue's body has begun to recur.

Chu Fan raised his hand and waved, he and Qianxue immediately stood on top of the chasing wind, he hugged her, she looked at everything familiar around her, and finally looked at him, even though she was reluctant in her heart, she didn't say much.

And Wang Pestle was also standing on the back of Chasing the Wind, but he stood quietly behind Chu Fan, his eyes looked closely behind him, and three miles away, it seemed that a pair of eyes were looking at him.