Feng Thunder directly hugged Wen Zhiru's shoulders, pulled him closer to him, and smiled enthusiastically: "Brother, my brother will cover you in the future! Where do you want to play, just say it, you will always be locked up by the old man with sleeves, and it must be suffocated! Don't be afraid, in the future, my brother will take you to the world, which is much more interesting than listening to the old man with sleeves chanting scriptures every day." ”

Wen Zhiru was frightened by this person's naturally powerful self-acquaintance, how could he move his hands and feet indiscriminately!

That's a faux pas!

Also, my father and Earthquake Wind Jun are also sworn brothers, how can you call my father by his name!

And add an old man!

It's really...... What a faux pas!

Wen Confucian, who has always been upright and modest, couldn't react, so he could only nod in a daze.

Feng Thunder laughed with satisfaction, and Qi Ran, who was traveling with him, glanced at him with disdain, and said with disgust: "You still don't want to harm others! A good noble son will really mislead people if he follows such a gentleman as you! Little brother, don't listen to him, stay away from him." ”

Hearing this, Feng Thunder didn't get angry, as if he was used to it, and replied with a smile: "Get out!"

Wind and Thunder's arms were tightly wrapped, and Wen Shiru tried to break some lightly, but gave up when he found that it was useless. Just let him hold it. It's quite uncomfortable, he's never been so close to anyone.

Qi Ran looked at Feng Thunder and this hanger, rolled his eyes directly, walked to Wen Zhiru's side and broke the pig's trotters wrapped around his neck very roughly, Feng Thunder directly screamed in pain. glared at him aggrievedly, and then turned his head and chatted with people heartlessly.

Qi Ran didn't say anything, patted Wen Shiru's shoulder, and said, "I'll tell you." A hundred years ago, the birthday of the god of white ink invited the lord of the ice heart palace, and the palace lord lingered in his garden, playing with the colorful butterflies, like a fairy painting. This scene happened to be encountered by the light dust boy. It is said that the prince fell in love at first sight and gave the garden flowers to the palace master, who was molested and froze him into an ice sculpture and left the scene angrily. The little boy was carried into the Baichen Palace in front of everyone's eyes to thaw Bai Mo Shangshen, you must know that the palace master's ice blade is not a joke, even Bai Mo Shangshen will take three days to thaw. After recovering, he shouted that he wanted to marry the palace master, and the trouble was so great that the god's face was black. After that, the young man of Qingchen often came to the Cold Palace and put a lot of flowers at the door, but every time he was frozen into ice by the palace master and brought people back to Baichen Palace. A great story. ”

The crowd laughed.

"Does this white ink not care about the gods? This is his face. And this palace master is too crazy, how can he be so good at the birthday banquet, the seven palaces and twelve palaces have always been strict in the law, and this trouble must not break the face of the cold palace. Wen Paper Ru was both admired and surprised.

Now he seemed to understand a little bit why his father had repeatedly emphasized that he must not provoke this palace master.

"The young man of Qingchen himself is a young man, and he has caused a lot of trouble, but this time he got involved with the palace master, so he is famous, and the god of white ink can only hate iron and steel. What's more, the Cold Cold Palace and Baichen Palace have a very good relationship, and they can't settle grudges. Haha! It's so hard to get over!" The person who spoke now just poured a pot of hot tea and a plate of snacks, and sat down to chat leisurely.

"Alas, you can't say that, the temperament of this palace master is not based on friendship, then Hongguang Palace has no friendship with the Cold Cold Palace, you see, it's not that you still don't give the top of the court!"

Everyone was stunned.

It seems that it is true, I really can't refute it for the palace master, and I can't do it to belittle the palace master for not respecting the law, so I can only silently give a thumbs up in my heart and say secretly: Cultivation is really high!

The Cold Cold Palace is no different from other immortal mansions, it was created by the previous Lord of the Heavenly Dao, and for some reason, several artifacts were handed over to it. Set up a number of fairies to guard multiple artifacts, and the holy aunt is in charge. Successive palace masters have had a chance to hold a sword, which means the advent of an artifact.

There are all kinds of rumors about this palace master, few people have seen her appearance, but it is rumored that she is out of the world, and people believe it.

It was rumored that she did not pay attention to the law, and people believed it.

It's not why, just because she broke into the demon clan alone and prevented the initiation of a big war, just because she did her best to protect the human world and eradicate many demons that endangered the world, just because she was the apprentice of the holy aunt, so as long as she didn't belittle the palace master, people would believe it.

Wen paper is ignorant.,It seems that I have to ask you a lot of advice.,I feel like I'm really jumping out of the stone.,Typical has become a state of asking three questions and not knowing.,What to listen to and what to don't understand.。

"What are you doing grinding and chirping? ”

"Okay, okay. Hurry up, everybody."

Immediately, everyone sped up. Cold Palace.

The cold palace is Bifeng Mountain, the mountains are connected, the mountains are shrouded in mist, the blue and white reflect each other, holy and noble. The fairies in the house are beautiful and dusty, and all the dust in the sea is dustless.

Bifeng Mountain is the highest mountain of the Seven Palaces and Twelve Palaces, and it crosses the clouds before half of the waist, and the clouds and mist are shrouded. In the light sea of clouds, the faintly visible ice crystals are the enchantments that the Cold Cold Palace has not broken for thousands of years. The cold cold palace is built on the clouds of Bifeng Mountain, the white palace hovers on the mountainside, the waterfall that pours down in the rock crack on the top of the mountain is like a dazzling Milky Way, the clear spring is kneaded into the light of tens of thousands of years of warm ice spirit, the scenery of the four seasons is full of color, beautiful, only the temperature does not fluctuate too much, even in the cold winter wax moon is as warm as spring.

The clouds and mist are hazy, the green mountains are beautiful, and from a distance, people reach a kind of trance and ethereal realm. The gentle warm sun gently sprinkled on Bifeng Mountain, the clouds and mist were refracted by the sun, showing a faint purple mist, shrouding Bifeng Mountain, and the beautiful colors toned this fairyland. This naturally formed ink painting makes the existence of the Cold Cold Palace more poetic and picturesque, and has a unique flavor.

The pavilions in the cold palace are mainly white, and the palace maids are unified with white gauze and wide-sleeved fairy skirts, and the waist is equipped with a snow moon pendant. The Snow Moon is composed of half a snowflake and a half crescent. The hair is mainly a curved semi-snowflake hairpin, which is distinguished from the front of the hair, which looks holy and beautiful. The white clothes linger in the Bifeng Mountain, the forest and water are the clothes, and the clouds and mist are the yarns, constituting a great beauty of the fairy world.

At this time, the guests of the Cold Cold Palace gradually increased, and there was an endless stream of people coming and going in the main hall, and the maids in the palace were busy entertaining the guests.

There is one place that is extraordinarily quiet, and there is no lively conversation and laughter in the main hall.

The sound of small footsteps rippled here, and you could tell that the person walked slowly, as if he was afraid of disturbing someone's rest.

After a few steps, she stopped at the center of six large white pillars, each of which required at least three people to enclose it, the top of which was wrapped around a thick iron chain, and after a few circles around the pillar, it naturally fell to the ground. The phoenix carved on the pillar can be faintly seen along this chain, and although the pattern is shallow, if you look closely, you will be deeply admired by the person who created it.

Yes, every detail of the pattern is depicted with great precision, the lifelike phoenix seems to be ready to rise in the air at any moment, and the pillars are pure white, but it does not affect the shock it brings.

Six strange pillars are surrounded by a circle, and just looking at it from the outside already makes people feel an inexplicable coercion, let alone standing in the center of it.

However, the visitor did not pay any attention to these pillars, and her eyes were always on the seven-story pagoda behind the pillars from beginning to end. It is said that it is a pagoda, but it is more accurate to say that it is a tower, most of the buildings of the cold palace are white palaces built by ice crystals, and this tower is completed with wood carving, a color of green glaze as a brick, layers of cornices, wing horns in the air, the towering vermilion hall pillar carves the pattern of many animals and flowers, and there are a lot of strange words carved on the gorgeous huge plaque - Fengjian Pavilion.

As long as the sword sealing ceremony has not been opened, this place is still forbidden to the outside world.

I don't like to be lively, and the person who disappeared and went to the Fengjian Pavilion alone to play with the guests was naturally the honorable Holy Aunt.

The Cold Palace has practiced ice art for many years, so most of the palaces are decorated with ice crystals. Wearing a dark blue cloak, the Holy Aunt stood in the center of the white column array and looked up at the tall building in contemplation. It seems that because of the incompatibility between the clothing and the environment, the youthful and beautiful face under the white hair of the holy aunt looks vicissitudes and melancholy.

The holy aunt looked at the magnificent tall building in front of her with an expressionless face, and the red wooden blocks seemed to be a little dazzling in the sunlight.

1,300 years old!

It's been 1,300 years since the last time the Sword Pavilion was opened!

The vicissitudes of life, the world will always change, and now the demon race is becoming more and more rampant, and it may rise up at any time to raise troops in the Six Realms. Is the hard-won peace about to begin to sink into hell again?

The holy aunt closed her eyes, and a scene that she could not forget came to her mind. The woods that have been destroyed by the war, the crows' cries come from afar, and they are eerie. In addition to the Buddha's Pure World, the other five worlds are basically in chaos, filled with gunsmoke, and the worst is the fragile human realm between the two worlds of gods and demons, those who die in battle, and those who starve to death...... There are also corpses that died tragically under the barren mountains and were pecked by crows.

It's purgatory!

It's a pool of blood shrouded in endless darkness!

Ending that war sacrificed too many lives, the Lord of the Heavenly Dao, and even ......

The Holy Aunt quickly stopped her memories, and the chaotic battlefield scene in her eyes was quickly replaced by a snow-white and a beautiful ancient building.

I'm afraid I'm more than willing to do with the actions of the demons now, but I'm not enough.

So many years have passed......

Will she be back this time?

The holy aunt slowly closed her eyes, as if she was recalling those memories that had long been blown away by the breeze.

"Today is the day when Xin'er holds the sword, I can't find you in Qingyuan, so I know that you will come here. ”

A gentle voice sounded behind the Holy Aunt, interrupting her train of thought.

The holy aunt suddenly came back to her senses, and the images that had been gathered in her mind were instantly scattered, and even she felt a little trance at that moment.

It seems like I haven't remembered those past events for a long time! I was still stunned, and it seemed that I still hadn't fulfilled my promise to her......

Some memories are not worth recalling.

The holy aunt's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and she soon returned to her usual unsmiling expression. It's as if she's never had any emotions since the beginning, and she's been standing here coldly.

The Holy Aunt slowly turned around, turned around and saluted him. Said: "Nuwa Niangniang." ”