Zhou Yuyan woke up in the middle of cultivation, and the female disciple who was guarding her still maintained her posture of entering the time, as if she had fallen into an unconscious state only a matter of the last moment. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"How long has it been?"

"Palace Master, you have been cultivating for twenty-seven days. ”

Zhou Yuyan nodded, stood up from the snow-white futon, and the young female disciple who was waiting beside her picked up a green phoenix white-bottomed bulge and draped it on her body, and then took a step back slightly, following her side and back, this series of movements was very skillful, as if it had been done countless times.

The door of the main hall was closed, and even if he was in the hall at this time, there was still a faint chill in the air.

Zhou Yuyan's gaze looked ahead, and then stopped slightly.

It should be daytime outside the hall, and the sunlight comes in along the temple door, for the immortal mansion, the palace is guarded by a formation, but no one has ever blocked the sunlight as an exoplasm when setting up a formation.

Her eyebrows and eyes are very beautiful, but they are never the kind of publicity that catches people's hearts, but like the new rain in the empty mountains and the mist of tea, it seems that every place has been carefully outlined by the most talented craftsmen.

Zhou Yuyan walked towards the temple door, and the female disciple who followed her followed her to the door and took a step ahead of her, gently pushing the hall door open.

Finely broken snowflakes floated gently along the open palace door, the stone steps in front of the palace door are thousands of feet, standing in front of the steps, you can take in the scenery of most of the Xuannu Palace, a piece of silver.

"Go clean this up. The person next to Zhou Yuyan pointed to the snowflakes around him and said to the female disciple guarding the door on the right.

"No need. Zhou Yuyan waved his hand, took two steps to the left front, and stopped in front of the white jade railing.

The young female disciple kept a distance of two feet from Zhou Yuyan diagonally behind, and stayed there quietly. She didn't know why the palace master didn't go directly to the Qiuhuang Hall after waking up from his cultivation as usual, but stopped here to watch the scenery.

She has been serving Zhou Yuyan for 20 years and is very familiar with some of the latter's habits.

There is still snow outside the hall, the Xuannu Palace found this special area covered with 10,000 years of ice when choosing the site, wind and snow are the norm here, but the snowflakes here are much smaller than the secular world, but they are denser, although they are not in a hurry, but they often get up for more than ten days.

It's like snow now, I don't know when it started or when it will end.

However, with the help of this opportunity, she was able to look at her palace master for a while.

Twenty years later, she still can't read the person in front of her.

Zhou Yuyan's beauty once swept the cultivation realm, and most of the men who fell in love with her were dragons and phoenixes, and many of the stories in it were passed down from generation to generation in the palace, becoming more and more beautiful and regrettable. But no matter what, she would be half skeptical, because over the years, the beauty of the palace master has never changed, even after hundreds of years.

It is said that the most miserable thing in the world is the twilight of a strong man and the twilight of a beauty, but such a thing seems to never happen to the palace master.

Zhou Yuyan seems to have been forgotten by time, and has always maintained the best appearance of his youth.

She stood quietly in front of the white jade railing, and a thin layer of snowflakes fell on the green phoenix, making the white background look like it was alive. The cold wind in the snow blew, and her waterfall-like hair rose slightly, making her more and more beautiful.

Her cultivation is profound, she can travel thousands of miles a day, and travel all over the mountains and seas in an instant, but she will never block the snow and cold around her in her ordinary life, even if it is a simple thing for a cultivator.

She always felt that life was about feeling warm when the sun shone on her body, chilling when the snow fell, and even when it rained, she needed to hold up an umbrella, which was pure and simple, and it was not the same as cultivation.

Therefore, the master said that she was not like a cultivator who could match her talent, her Dao heart was not strong, and she could never get rid of it once she entered the earthly edge, so she was trapped in the Flying Ascension Realm for a hundred years. She had never spoken much, and every time she talked about this topic, she became more and more silent, standing with her head hanging down like a child who had done something wrong, and at that time the master would always sigh, until she took over the Xuannu Palace, as the only woman at the helm of the Holy Land, the master would not talk about it anymore, but would sigh softly.

She knew that what Master didn't accomplish, she instinctively did, but she didn't.

This is a thorn in her heart that has always been in her heart, and this thorn has been piercing her since two hundred years ago, until today.

She has been in charge of the Xuannu Palace for two hundred years.

For more than two hundred years, her life has been cultivation, and she doesn't even know what words to use to describe the feeling in her heart at this moment for the relationship between her and that person.

She has lived for three hundred years now, and her superb cultivation can help her retain her most beautiful appearance, but it cannot allow her to retain the original feeling in her heart.

In that autumn, the man suddenly broke into her life, and then stayed for hundreds of years.

Although the snow of that day has passed for a long time, she remembers it clearly, so when she is alone, she often secretly scolds him for his cruelty in her heart, and specially picks that snowy day to appear in front of her for the first time, because she has lived in the Xuannu Palace since she was a child, and snow is the norm here, so every time it snows, it will evoke her memories, and those memories are a kind of torture for her.

It's like today.

Snowy weather is a symbol of the holy land, but it is rare to see such fine snowflakes today, she doesn't know why she stopped this time, maybe because of the long time of cultivation this time, maybe because today's snow is very similar to that day, or maybe she has never forgotten that person in her heart.

Zhou Yuyan sighed softly, her gaze looked forward along the stone steps, and finally crossed the white stone square in front of her, and stopped when she arrived at the Nian Bridge. Zhou Yuyan stared at the bridge in front of him for a long time, and his thoughts couldn't help but go back to that evening many years ago.

The name of this bridge was given by her, and this happened after her first trip to the secular world, when she met the person who had mistaken her for life, and she listened to a poem in the secular world.

Reading the red medicine by the bridge, who is born every year?

She felt that this sentence was very good and appropriate, so she had the idea of naming the bridge, and her words at that time made the master feel very inexplicable.

Master once said that he regretted letting her go to the secular world to cultivate.

This sentence may have been an ordinary exclamation from the Master, but it aroused her long thoughts, calling it a question that she could not think of an answer to.

Regret?

She used to be able to say this with annoyance at him, but now she really didn't know how to answer.

She and he have known each other for hundreds of years, and they have experienced ups and downs, she was once the number one beauty in the cultivation world, and he was also known as the dragon and phoenix, the watch of the sun and the moon, they were once considered the most blessed pair in the cultivation world.

At that time, he was very kind to her, and that kind of care and kindness obviously went beyond the boundaries of friends, and even he smiled happily at the blessings of the people around him, and the relationship between them was nothing more than a promise.

As cultivators, they could all live for a long time, and it was not difficult for them to maintain their appearance, so she was not in a hurry until that day when he personally told her that he thought it was better for them not to meet again in the future.

At that moment, she thought that he must be crazy, but now that she thinks about it, she must have been crazy at that time, what a proud person she was, and at that time, in the face of a cold face, she would shamelessly put down her dignity and beg him.

As a woman, she gave up her reserve and took the initiative, but he always ignored her expressions, and even refused her begging in front of hundreds of people in Xianfu, the world said that he was kind-hearted, had the world in mind, and was an example of a cultivator in Xianfu, but in her eyes, he was just an irresponsible, even emotional liar, and a loser.

This kind of emotion has been pressing on her heart, although she didn't show it, but the resentment against him in her heart lasted for more than a hundred years, until she heard others say that he failed to survive the tribulation and died while cultivating, at that time, she actually left tears.

At that moment, she really understood that no matter how much she resented him and angered him, he was the man she loved the most in her heart, and the only man she loved.

From then on, she began to learn to accept his departure, and sometimes she even thought that as long as he was or, she would no longer resent him, and even said that it was really like the poisonous oath she had made at the beginning, it would be good to never see each other again, as long as he was alive.

The turning point of things was a bit dramatic, she learned from Gongsun Zhi and Qingyou Zhangjiao that he was not dead at all, and soon she met him two hundred years later in the Wufu Taoist Sect, before meeting, she had a lot of things to say in her heart, but the moment she really saw it, she couldn't say a word.

He was so much better that he didn't even look at her in the eye.

The corners of Zhou Yuyan's mouth hooked up a bitter smile, and the palm of her hand holding on the white jade railing felt an increasingly intense coldness.

There was a shallow white light in her hand, and this light spread along her jade-like palm to the surroundings, merging with the surrounding snowflakes, and those snowflakes quickly melted, turning into crystal water and merging with the surrounding ground railings.

"You say, do people get old?" Zhou Yuyan didn't look back, just looked at the bridge and red medicine in the distance, as if talking to himself.

The female disciple waiting behind her said respectfully: "People will be old, but you won't, even if it is another thousand or ten thousand years, you will still be so young and beautiful." ”

This is suspicious of sycophancy, but for Zhou Yuyan's personal situation, it is also accurate.

"No, people get old. Zhou Yuyan shook his head.

How can people not grow old? Even if they can keep their faces, how can they keep their hearts?