The plain white flowers are dancing one after another, scattering and gathering, fluttering and leisurely, looking from afar, like a pear blossom that blooms after the spring breeze, crystal pleasing to the eye, no matter how you can take your eyes off.

In the distance is the white sky, the plain silver earth, the wax elephant-like continuous distant mountains, all of which are very beautiful, but they are not as beautiful as the slim peach blossoms in the snow, plain white lined with pink, no need to compare, it is better than everything here.

Behind him, the door of the house opened lightly, and there was a piercing squeak, Shen Hualian, who was fascinated by the snow, suddenly came back to his senses, all the beauty was less flavorful, and he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, and he was very dissatisfied and looked back, wanting to see this uninvited guest.

The wind and snow fell into the warm house, and outside the carved door, a girl dressed in black and carrying a sword box stood in the wind and snow, except for the same solemnity as the wind and snow, which was incompatible with everything around her.

"You ......"

Shen Hualian's brows furrowed tighter and tighter, a little unable to endure the dead silence covered by the winter snow, and even more unable to endure the girl's extremely sharp eyes.

"Blue finch, steep material, brocade flowers. ”

"Sleeping silkworms, thrushes, and insects. ”

"Long sky, rhododendrons, begonias. ”

"Wax elephants, cold plums, and wild geese fly south. ”

Ling Qiwei ignored Shen Hualian, stared at her silently for a long time, took a few steps back, stood in the snowstorm, reached out and pressed the sword box, the spiritual power urged, and the sword box opened with a light voice, and twelve fairy swords swept into the wind and snow, and the streamer outlined in the air, which was beautiful, making the sound of reading frustrated.

"Birds, insects, flowers, and swords......

Shen Hualian muttered softly, suddenly felt a splitting headache, couldn't help but take a few steps back, holding the corner of the table with one hand to stabilize her figure, and flicking her head as smooth as jade with the other, she smiled at Ling Qiwei, who was still cold, and suddenly fainted.

The twelve fairy swords wandering in the wind and snow returned to their sheaths leisurely, Ling Qiwei stepped into the house, looking at Shen Hualian condescendingly, always feeling that she was not a master, and always felt that everything was like a dream.

The sword light disappeared, and the gentleman sitting behind the desk coughed lightly, and the students who had seen the Kunlun sword came back to their senses one after another, looked at the sage book in their hands, and recited it gently, and the sound of recitation floated into the courtyard.

There were layers of ripples in the calm wind and snow, and the young patriarch walked into the courtyard, looked at Ling Qiwei's back, shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"Whether it's true or false, none of this is a reason why we don't yearn for beauty. ”

With a soft voice, looking at the snow scene, Ling Qiwei turned around, respectfully bowed with a sword, and said softly: "I've seen the ancestor." ”

"Well, you are the only one left with rational numbers in your vein, you look at Qingrou girl and Luoyang, they all like to kick their noses in the face, or is it ......better to be Qi Wei girl."

The young patriarch whispered trivial matters, slowly approached Shen Hualian, squatted down to look at the pale looking face, and let out a long sigh, first wrong, then over, and finally missed, once missed, and then lifelong fault.

"Let's go, take your master, let's go back to Kunlun Mountain, the academy is very good, but no matter how good it is, it is not home. ”

Ling Qiwei couldn't help pursing her lips, wanted to say something but didn't speak, stepped forward to pick up Shen Hualian, followed behind the young patriarch, the three of them walked slowly, farewell to the white sky, farewell to the plain land wrapped in silver, and returned to the Kunlun Mountain shrouded in wind and snow.

The pine wood was proudly in the snow, the seven or eight plums looked moving, seeing everyone coming back, Xue Qingrou put down the half-eaten pastry in her hand, stepped forward quickly, eagerly took Shen Hualian in Ling Qiwei's arms, looked at the face that was not affected by the years and wept, crying and laughing, telling Ling Qiwei to clench her fists and turn her head awkwardly.

The wind and snow in the Flying Feather Peak stopped, and the mountains were full of warmth, and the mountains were killing winter, and the mountains were indeed scorching summers.

Xue Qingrou carried Shen Hualian into the hall, and the young patriarch looked at the awkward disciple, shook his head, and walked away along the mountain road, with the voice of the master in his ears.

"Before the catastrophe comes, there must be strangeness in it, and when this storm is surging, you must be more careful......"

"You too, be careful over there in Great Xia, Cao Qingfan is not a simple person, and he doesn't do simple things, we can't completely solve the things in the world, I don't think there's any need to think about things outside the sky, if you want to live until the day after tomorrow, at least you have to live through tomorrow!"

"Next year is not a good year, and there will be a war from spring......

"Yes, there will be a war since spring. ”

The young patriarch sighed again, stopped in the wind and snow, and looked at the white sky, there was nothing there, there was everything there, that was a corner of the sky, and it was also the whole Great Xia.

"You said that if you don't fight this war, if you fight this war, the unification of the Terrans will have to be postponed for a few more years, which is not a good thing for the entire Terrans. ”

"Yes, but it will have to be a little sacrifice. ”

"You mean Xia Qixing......"

"That's right, the male should get married, and the female should marry, not to mention that the two are already a good match, marry one more, no matter what the result is, it is not Kunlun who suffers. ”

After a pause, the wind and snow were even worse, and the master's voice continued, "I know your concerns, and I also know their feelings, Nan Nuo loves Luoyang very much, and if he wants to turn the war between the two countries into the power of the world into the side of the Qing monarch of Great Xia, there is only one way, there is no ego before the Grand Duke, someone has to sacrifice." ”

"There are always people who sacrifice ......"

These words made the young patriarch squint his eyes, stared at the wind and snow around him, and thought of countless people who did not return, yes, someone has to sacrifice, otherwise it will be peaceful in the world?

Sweeping across the rolling distant mountains, through the white snow and mist, the young patriarch clearly saw the girl who was looking down on the case and painting plums, his palms clenched, he opened his mouth, and said with a wry smile: "Luoyang's master and mother have just returned to the mountain, if you have nothing to do, go to Feiyu Peak to walk around." ”

The brush that outlined the face of the flowers paused slightly, Xia Qixing raised his head, and then continued to put down his brush, just like Kunlun in this wind and snow, there is hazy beauty everywhere.

"Only the fragrance is the same. ”

The inscription was put away, and Xia Qixing looked at the plum picture in the snow in front of him with satisfaction.

The order of the parents, the words of the matchmaker, with the words of the young patriarch, the proud demon princess has already lost.

This is the trend of the times, and it is also the Great Xia.

The snow in the world is still continuing, but the Qiongxiao on Buzhou Mountain has cleared, and the golden glow slanted on the plain white of the understanding people, depicting a unique and colorful color.

On both sides of the mountain road, there are two snowmen, and the hands made of tree branches are held together, facing the golden sun.

The young man in the snow and the girl in the fiery red dress snuggled and lay aside, one looking at the familiar sky, the other looking at the clouds, both greedy for the hard-won peace.

"The end of the sword, please bless God!"

The voice of the Jade Emperor sounded above the clouds, and the top people who never bent their waists bent down, lowered their heads, and bowed to the sky, and those who did not want to worship had already left, such as the young patriarch, Zhang Junbao, etc., and the only one who stayed but dared to be undefeated was Luoyang.

Nan Nuo bowed down respectfully, got up and glanced at the young man who was still leaning lazily on the snowdrift, like all gods, demons and ghosts, he admired it in his heart, and longed for the person who didn't have to worship the sky to himself.

The gold list slowly fell, the world was at the top of the list, followed by the Heavenly Palace, and then the three worlds of the Demon Race, the Demon Race, and the Underworld.

With a spring thunder, the nine-colored light was born out of thin air, divided into two out of thin air, half fell into the world, the other half was divided into two, half fell into the heavenly palace, and the remaining half was divided into two again......

The brilliance dissipated, the gold list was invisible, and the voice of the Jade Emperor sounded again, "Thank you for the grace of heaven, worship the nine worships, seal the mountain, and sacrifice to the sky!"

The gods, demons, demons and demons worshiped again, Luoyang was still lying in place, but his eyes were not in the sky, but the entire Six Realms.

Kunlun, Tiangong, Xudu, Emerald Plain...... As far as his mind goes, after seeing the Five Realms, Luoyang took a deep breath, narrowed his eyes, and carefully controlled his gaze through the Two Realms Mountain, wanting to see the appearance of the outer Dao in person.

The desert is lonely, thousands of miles of Gobi, and the alien spirits and resentful spirits occupy every apprentice, and those who have no wisdom wander around, and those who have wisdom sit cross-legged on the ground, or practice or stare at the stone tablets carved with words.

As soon as the thought moved, the rivers and mountains flew back, Luoyang didn't know how long this state could last, and wanted to take this opportunity to see more.

Passing through the endless Gobi, swimming through the vast jungle, floating across thousands of miles of ocean, a city suspended between the clouds came into view, Luoyang was shocked, and before everything returned to the original state, the sky was still the same sky, the difference was that there was a thin cloud there, and the breeze was gentle, which was very similar to the appearance of Qi Tianxiang.

"How about it, this is the great power of the sky, a thought of the six realms, no matter how big or small, there is no one who can't check, insight into the law of ten thousand ways, holding the authority of death and life, as long as you want to, as long as you let me out, Qi Tianxiang, Mo Qi, Xiao Fan...... They can all come back to life again!"

Cangtian's words came at the right time, Luoyang smiled lightly, closed his eyes, and didn't want to pay attention to Cangtian, it doesn't matter if he is alive or dead, why is he alive and why he is dead.

If Master knew that he had sacrificed the Six Realms in exchange for their resurrection, he would have started fighting again, but this time it was not the heavens or the earth, but Luoyang.

"It doesn't matter if you're alive or dead, it's important why you live and why you die...... It's really an interesting idea, Luoyang, everyone has their own fate, God is destined, sometimes even if you don't take that road, someone will force you to take that road, let's make a bet, bet on losing your self-cultivation, be an ordinary person, win the bet, I am willing to integrate into your body, help you become enlightened, do you bet or not?"

"Bet on what?"

Although he is convinced that man will win the sky, Luoyang also has self-knowledge, and now he can't win the sky, but this does not affect him to explore what he wants from the mouth of the sky.

Cang Tian smiled lightly, and that appearance really appeared in Luoyang's eyes.

"I don't understand how Shangguan Lianfeng can ask for the restraint of fate, and I don't understand how he peeks into the mysteries of time, but these are not important, he told you about your past and future, do you think you have changed it?"

Luoyang clenched his fists and was silent, Cang Tian smiled even more proudly, and was silent for a while before continuing to speak, his voice making this harsh winter even colder.

"Actually, nothing has changed for you, everything is predestined a long time ago, Kunlun will be destroyed, the world will be in turmoil, Nan Nuo will die, and you and I will become us, one person and one sword to kill the heaven and earth demon realm!"

"Our bet is this, will you go on this road, the first bet is whether you and Nannuo will break off, if you win, I will tell you a secret, the secret that can save Kunlun, Luoyang, do you dare to bet?"

Huijian hummed gently, Luoyang suddenly came back to his senses, closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and was silent for a long time, constantly weighing the gains and losses.