Xie Wanyou only felt that his eyes were dark, and when he woke up again, he was already lying on his bed.

Rong Zhiwei, who was guarding next to her, saw that she was awake, put down the book and stepped forward: "Little junior sister, you are awake." ”

Xie Wanyou felt the aura in her body becoming more abundant, and gradually remembered what happened before she passed out, and said a little confused: "Senior sister, why am I here?" ”

Rong Zhiwei explained: "The aura in your body is depleted, so you will faint, and it was the master who sent you back." ”

"I see," Xie Wanyou said, propping up the bed and trying to sit up, but as soon as she moved, she hissed softly: "My back ......"

Rong Zhiwei hurriedly pressed her: "I was injured by a thunderbolt, I have just drugged you, and it is not yet complete, don't move." ”

Xie Wanyou had to lie down obediently: "There is Senior Sister Lao." ”

Rong Zhiwei sat on the edge of her bed, quite unnatural: "Between you and me, you don't have to be so polite. ”

Xie Wanyou's eyes swept around, and unexpectedly didn't see Xiaobai, so he asked Rong Zhiwei, and after hearing Rong Zhiwei say that Xiaobai was taken away by Xuanming Daoist, he was relieved.

Rong Zhiwei tucked the corners of the quilt for her, and then stood up: "You rest for a while, I'll go find Xiaobai, it must be worried about you." ”

Xie Wanyou nodded in response, and sure enough, it didn't take long for a small white plush ball to rush in from outside the door, so fast that it almost turned into a white shadow, Xie Wanyou only felt that there was a touch of warmth and softness on his face.

"Mother, you're awake!" Xie Zhuoxing gathered his golden white wings, squatted on the side of Xie Wang's pillow, and brought a cat head over in surprise, and her shadow was clearly reflected in her gray-blue round eyes.

It was so close that Xie Wangyou only had to turn his head to bury his face in the fluffy fuzz on his chest and take a sip.

Xie Bangyou imagined that scene for a while, so he really did it, first buried his face in the soft hair on his chest and took a big sip, and then said contentedly: "Well, my mother is fine." ”

The mother's love seemed to be a little heavy, Xie Zhuoxing was a little flustered, and secretly used his front paws to tighten the mattress under him, so that he was not sucked by Xie Wanyou and turned over on his back.

Xie Wanyou took a sip of the cub that exuded a sweet fragrance, but he still didn't feel enough, and was about to stretch out his hand to hold the cub to his chest and kiss it, but Xuanji Zhenren suddenly came.

Xie Wanyou was still a little stunned when he saw Xuanji Zhenren enter the door, and when he heard Xuanji Zhenren say all the words of encouragement to her with a pleasant face, he was even more dazed.

It stands to reason that she doesn't have much intersection with this master, and in terms of relationship, she shouldn't be close enough to let the master's uncle come to condolence in person, no matter how you look at it, it's a bit abnormal.

Xie Wanyou was already a little confused, not to mention that after Xuanji Zhenren asked her some questions about Xiaobai, her eyes became more and more inexplicably more and more pitiful when she looked at her.

When he left, he also sighed and left, and there was even a trace of vicissitudes in his back.

Xie Bangyou: "......"

Did she say something wrong?

Xie Wanyou turned his head to look at Xiaobai in wonder, he wanted to ask the child what he had just played with Xuanming Daoren, but the cub misunderstood what she meant, came over with his tail and licked her very passionately, and then made a purring sound in his throat while rubbing his face with his little head.

Xie Wanyou couldn't remember so much in an instant, and hugged the cub and rubbed it all the time, leaving this little episode behind.

After resting for a while, Xie Wanyou took out the communication charm and reported the good news to Bixiao Danzong.

Sect Master Shen was very pleased, the little apprentice was young, even if his talent was excellent, if he wanted to take care of cultivation while refining the pill, he must have put in great efforts.

Sect Master Shen didn't forget that he had to survive the Nine Thunder Tribulations when he was promoted to Yuan Ying, and asked slowly, "Were you injured during the Tribulation?" ”

Xie Wanyou has always liked to report good news and not bad news, so he only replied: "I was struck by lightning a few times, but I will be fine soon." ”

The Hanging Daoist interjected happily next to him: "Great, good man, I heard the recent rumors for the teacher, and I was worried about your participation in the Ask Immortal Conference!" ”

Xie Wanyou was a little puzzled: "The recent rumors? miscellaneous

What's the rumor? ”

"Oh yes, I forgot that you are in the Xuancang Sword Sect, and I can't hear the news from the outside," the Xuanyou Daoist deliberately sold Guan Zi to tease her: "Bang You, guess what's going on." ”

The Hanging Daoist didn't say what kind of gossip it was, Xie Bangyou was in a hurry, there was gossip but he couldn't listen to it immediately, Xie Bangyou wanted to call it one of the top ten tortures in the cultivation world.

She was full of curiosity, and hurriedly asked: "What is it, is it about the Ask Immortal Conference - it won't be that there will be no Ask Immortal Conference this year!" ”

It can't really be so unlucky, then wouldn't her destined natal sword be even more unfounded?

"No, no." The Hanging Daoist teased her and said happily: "You guess again." ”

Sect Master Shen finally couldn't look past it, and helplessly stopped the bad behavior of the Hanging Daoist: "Okay, don't tease you." ”

Xie Wanyou finally learned the truth from Sect Master Shen.

"What!" Xie Wanyou was stunned: "Master, is this true?" ”

"It's still uncertain, it's just that there is such news circulating in various sects, but it hasn't been completely decided yet." Sect Master Shen's quiet voice came from the other side of the communicator: "However, judging from the information we have discovered, it is very likely that this year's Immortal Asking Conference will really be held in advance. ”

After Xie Wanyou was shocked, he asked confusedly: "But why...... Q: Isn't the Immortal Conference always held in June? ”

The Hanging Daoist snorted disdainfully over there: "Isn't it for the so-called prophecy of those Buddha cultivators of the Ten Thousand Buddha Sect?" ”

"Prophecy?"

"This matter is a bit complicated," the Hanging Daoist said slowly, "I have to start with a sword in the Sword Pavilion. ”

There is a story to listen to, Xie Bangyou and Xie Zhuoxing immediately sat upright, Xie Zhuoxing even pricked up his ears, and stared at the communication charm in his mother's hand with a serious face.

The Hanging Daoist continued: "That sword is called Frost Blow, and it was made by a very famous swordsmith, as for who that swordsmith is, it doesn't matter, what matters is that in this Frost Sword, it is said that a wisp of the spirit of the phoenix is melted into this Frost Sword. ”

Xie Wanyou was stunned for a moment: "That swordsmith is really so powerful, he can actually capture the soul of the phoenix?" And wasn't it many years ago that all the divine beasts fell? ”

"That's right, that wisp of phoenix spirit is said to have been captured when the divine beast fell on a large scale." The Hanging Daoist sighed: "We don't know how the swordsmith did it, anyway, this thing happened, the swordsmith cast the phoenix spirit into a sword spirit, and created a unique artifact in the world, the Frost Sword." ”

Xie Wanyou raised a new question: "But how could this frost sword be put in the Sword Pavilion, and why did it have anything to do with the prophecy of the Ten Thousand Buddha Sect?" ”

"You don't know this," the Hanging Daoist said mysteriously, "The reason is very simple—because, the wisp of phoenix spirit captured by the swordsmith happens to be the killing spirit of the Phoenix Seven Spirits." ”

"The Frost Whisk Sword, which uses soul killing as a sword, is very vicious, and when it was first born, it was frozen for thousands of miles, and countless people were directly frozen into ice sculptures."

As the Hanging Daoist narrated, Xie Wanyou learned more about the Frost Sword.

After the Frost Whisk Sword was born, because it was too powerful, the swordsmith could only suppress it in the Sword Pavilion.

– both repression and protection.

No matter how fierce the Frost Whisk Sword is, after all, it is also a rare artifact in the world, how can the world not covet it.

And the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect played the role of a guardian in it.

The Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect once predicted that there would be an unprecedented catastrophe in the world, and only the master chosen by the Frost Breeze Sword could crack it, therefore, the Buddhas of all generations had to protect the Frost Breeze Sword until the prophesied Frost Sword Lord appeared, and if necessary, the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect should do its best to assist the Frost Breeze Sword Lord.

When Xie Wanyou heard this, he almost understood: "...... Therefore, the reason why the Immortal Conference was held in advance was because the prophesied Frost Whisking Sword Lord was about to appear? ”

"That's right," the Hanging Daoist's tone was a little more irritated: "Just a few days ago, this news spread everywhere, and it must have come from the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect...... The gods are chattering, and I hate these fake gods the most! Originally, the situation in the cultivation realm was complicated, and they were still ......"

The Hangyou Daoist said

As he spoke, he began to scold, Sect Master Shen probably thought he was scolding too dirty, and walked aside with a communication talisman: "There are such rumors spreading in the cultivation realm, this Ask Immortal Conference must be mixed, we were originally worried that your cultivation is not enough, since you have reached the Yuan Infant Stage, we will rest assured." ”

Xie Wanyou didn't expect that as soon as she was promoted to Yuanying, there was news that the Immortal Conference might be held in advance - in this way, the time left for her to improve her swordsmanship would obviously become more urgent.

Xie Wanyou twisted Xie Zhuoxing's small beard with his fingertips and asked, "Master, how long will this year's Immortal Conference be in advance?" ”

Sect Master Shen sighed: "It's not certain yet, we won't know until it's completely settled." ”

After saying that, Sect Master Shen asked about the situation of the Xuan Sword Venerable's heart demon, and Xie Wanyou answered them one by one.

As soon as the master and apprentice had spoken for a while, the communication charm was snatched by the Hanging Daoist, and the topic suddenly changed: "What about that kid, I'm not next to you!" ”

The person who can be called "that kid" by the Hanging Daoist, Xie Wanyou doesn't have to think about it to know who it is, she coughed lightly and reminded him: "This is the ...... of the Xuancang Sword Sect."

The Hanging Daoist snorted coldly: "What about the Xuancang Sword Sect, who knows if he has any pickling methods to get into." ”

Xie Wanyou was a little embarrassed, because Feng Rantian really used the resurrection vest to sneak into the Xuancang Sword Sect......

The Hanging Daoist over there was still persuading her earnestly: "At your age, it's time to cultivate hard, that kid looks like he has a fox skin, and he can't tell what bad water he is holding in his heart, you keep your eyes open, you must not be deceived by bad men, you know?" ”

Xie Wanyou was a little weak-hearted, and agreed to come down haphazardly, and not long after the communication ended, the "bad man" in the mouth of Xuanyou Dao contacted her.

After Xie Bangyou picked up the communication, the two invariably asked each other a question.

"Why is it so early today?"

"Why did you pick up so late today?"

Xie Bangyou: "...... I just talked to Master. ”

Feng Rantian over there was walking in a corridor, except for his footsteps, there was silence all around: "Are you talking about your promotion to Yuanying?" ”

Xie Wanyou was shocked: "How do you know?" ”

Feng Rantian said unhurriedly: "There are not only divine enlightened spies in the Xuancang Sword Sect, but also my spies. ”

"......" Xie Wanyou didn't doubt it, and silently gave him a thumbs up: "It's you, my lord." ”

Feng Rantian ignored her ridicule, his eyes turned and he looked at Xie Wanyou in the picture: "Injured by lightning?" ”

Xie Bangyou was also struck by lightning for the first time, and she only had three thunders when she was promoted to the Jindan stage last time, and this time she was careless: "Yes, should I say it or not, it hurts." ”

Xie Zhuoxing squatted on Xie Wanyou's knees, and nodded his little head solemnly: "It's true, my mother and relatives have fainted." ”

Feng Rantian glanced at the cub, and saw that the fluff on its head was a little messy, and he expected that he was kissed like this by Xie Wanyou, so he couldn't help but snort coldly, and opened his eyes: "I'm in Yanchuan Huaicheng, and I'm leaving tomorrow, do you have anything you want." ”

"Why are you so self-conscious all of a sudden?" Xie Wan Youhu suspiciously: "There won't be any conspiracy, right?" ”

"......" Feng Ran said calmly: "Don't forget it." ”

"Yes, yes, yes!" Xie Wanwan thought about it, pinched the cub's pink paw pad and said: "By the way, Yanchuan seems to have a famous rouge shop called Jinghuazhai, you can help me bring a box of rouge back from there, anyway, I don't know that box is the best." ”

Rouge? Feng Rantian's eyes moved slightly, Xie Wanyou rarely smeared rouge or anything like that on his face, and when she mentioned it now, he was a little interested in it.

Feng Rantian stopped to look at her: "You want this?" ”

"I'll think about it again," Xie Wanyou thought for a while: "There is a dim sum shop in Yanchuan that is also famous, but when you bring it back, it will definitely not be as delicious as it was just baked." ”

Feng Rantian didn't speak anymore.

He had seen too many greedy people, and Xie Wangyou's wish was too simple compared to others.

Obviously, as long as Xie Wan thinks about it, you can ask him for any heavenly treasures.

Xie Wanyou saw that Feng Rantian didn't speak, and asked strangely, "What's the matter, can't it?" ”

"Okay." Feng Rantian said: "It will be delivered to you in a few days." ”

Xie Bangyou only thought that he would be back soon, so he didn't take this little matter to heart, and instead told him the news that the Immortal Conference might be held in advance: "There are rumors about the Frost Sword, do you think it will be true?" ”

Feng Rantian had obviously heard of the Frost Sword, and as soon as he jumped into the roof, he sat down in the afterglow of the setting sun, put his hand on his knees casually, and his long silver-white hair fell in front of him, exuding a sharp and beautiful luster: "How can it not be true?" If we don't get rid of the Divine Revelation, the cultivation realm will definitely fall into chaos—isn't this the prophesied catastrophe? ”

Xie Wanyou nodded thoughtfully: "That's what I said." ”

"As for the Frost Whisk Sword Master...... Feng Rantian paused and said: "If you want to solve the hybrid created by the Divine Revelation and the Divine Apocalypse, this person's cultivation must be above the Flying Ascension Realm, and now in the cultivation realm, there should be no such strong person, and for some reason, the Frost Whisk Sword Master appeared this year." ”

Xie Wanyou's heart is very big: "When it comes to this year's Ask Immortal Conference, it is estimated that you will be able to know who that master is." ”：，，