() It was the cold winter season, the snow was falling, and the earth was frosty. The northern part of Qianlong County is already a vast snowy scene. In the air of the Snow Man Dance, a middle-aged man stands. His hair was disheveled, a strand of white hair hung down from his forehead, his eye sockets were deep, his cheekbones were high, the corners of his eyes were full of subtle wrinkles, and his stubble was faint, all of which highlighted the melancholy air. There was no fairy sword under his feet, and the clothes on his body were in tatters, and there were many undried blood stains.

"I, Yan Linsong, will finally be done with this!" the man seemed to laugh loudly, but there was not a smile on his face. He raised his hand, clenched his fist so loudly that it crackled, and gritted his teeth: "Hou Yunchao, I must make you pay for your blood debt!"

The falling snowflakes fell on his hands, quickly melting into water, and a slight coldness came through his skin. He stared blankly at the falling and melting ice crystals, and couldn't help but think of her who loved snow and winter.

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At that time, both of them were young people who had just entered the Tao.

"Senior brother, look at how beautiful this snow scene is, giggles. Listening to her melodious laughter like a silver bell, between the vast heaven and earth, that elegant green danced, Yan Linsong couldn't help but smile, it was so beautiful.

"Smack", a small snowball smashed into his face, and the melting snow water flowed down the corner of his mouth into his mouth.

"Haha" The pleasant laughter sounded again.

"Okay, dare to tease senior brother, see how I punish you. Yan Linsong also had a lot of fun, bent down, picked up a large handful of snow with his hands and arms, and raised it vigorously towards the top of the girl in green, and countless snow powder fell from the sky, but the woman did not dodge, but opened her arms, closed her eyes, spun up, and let the snow fall on her face.

"Lin Song, Zihan, don't frolic. Have you forgotten today's cultivation?" not far away, a man in black shouted.

"Yes, Master. The two responded in unison.

After the man in black left, the woman said, "Senior brother, I have to climb up and down every day, it's so boring and hard, alas." Does cultivation have to be like this?"

Yan Linsong said: "You have just built the foundation now, and it is normal to feel tired. The body cannot be ignored, for the sake of the long road of cultivating immortals in the future, you must not be lazy. ”

The woman pouted, "Yes, yes, I know." It's just that in the middle of winter, my hands are so cold, and the stones are cold. ”

"Are your hands cold?" Yan Linsong didn't think too much, and grabbed the woman's hands.

The woman was stunned for a moment, and whispered, "Senior brother......"

"Ah!" Yan Linsong suddenly realized how abrupt his behavior was, and quickly let go of his hand, his face was red, and he stammered, "Teacher, junior sister, I, I didn't mean to, I ......"

"Well, I don't blame you......" said the woman, bowing her head in shame.

"Ahem," Yan Linsong pretended to clear his throat and diverted the topic, "Senior sister, the cliff in the east is quite easy to climb, you look at the side I want to climb, there are not a few convex rocks in total, they are all rock crevices." I'm going to climb two more round-trips than you, and it's much easier for you than me. ”

"When I reach the middle stage of the Qing Ling, Master will definitely let me climb to the west. The woman said.

"Then you hurry up and cultivate, we are like this, it is inconvenient to say a word, and we are afraid that the master will hear and blame us if we shout loudly. Yan Lin Song said.

The woman grinned: "Distracted from chatting, beware of falling down." I won't tell you, I'm going to climb the cliff over there. Senior brother, see you in the evening!" After speaking, she waved her hand to Yan Linsong and ran away.

After Yan Linsong watched the woman's back disappear into the heavy snow, he began his cultivation to climb the cliff.

I don't know if I miss my sister and I am distracted, or if the snow makes the rock wall slippery, and halfway through the climb, Yan Linsong suddenly felt a loosening under his feet, and the gravel slipped down one after another, and his feet were suspended in the air. Fortunately, he firmly grasped the two rock crevices with both hands, so as not to fall to the bottom. He plunged his foot into the crevice of the rock, and before he could exert much force, another burst of rubble fell, and it hung in the air again.

"Huh?" Yan Linsong looked carefully at the rock crack next to his feet, which seemed to be very deep. "Is it a cave?" he said to himself. He simply hung on the rock wall with one hand and one foot, freed one hand, pulled out the fairy sword on his back, and cooperated with the other foot, slashing and kicking, expanding the rock crack even more, and it was indeed a cave. Yan Linsong has been climbing the cliff here for several years, but he has not discovered this cave. He threw himself out and burrowed into the cave.

The cave is clean and spacious, and the walls of the cave are glowing with a faint green light. "Spirit Stone!" Yan Linsong exclaimed. He pressed his palms against the cave wall, feeling the fluctuations of spiritual power, and was overjoyed, "There are so many spirit stones, my junior sister and I can greatly improve the speed of cultivating immortals, haha!"

On this day, Yan Linsong looked forward to getting dark sooner than ever, and to see his junior sister earlier and tell her the good news.

Eventually, night began to fall and the snow stopped. Yan Linsong, who had completed his cultivation, came to the bottom of the cliff in the east, looked up, and waited for the green shadow.

Soon, the junior sister jumped down from the cliff and smiled at Yan Linsong: "Senior brother, tell you something. ”

"What?"

"Today when I was climbing the cliff, I found two small white grasses growing in a rock crevice, and two small white flowers blooming. The woman named "Zihan" said happily.

"Do you like it? Senior brother will help you pick it up. Yan Linsong said and was ready to climb up.

"Hey, don't!" Zi Han grabbed his sleeve, "It's too boring to climb a cliff alone, and it's not bad to have two small grasses with me." The grass is actually born in the cracks of the stones, and its vitality is so tenacious, let's not disturb it. ”

Yan Linsong smiled: "Okay." By the way, junior sister, I also discovered something today. There is actually a cave on the cliff wall on the west side, and there are many spirit crystals in the cave wall that emit green light, and I will go back today

I report to Master, after picking those spirit stones, our cultivation speed will be greatly improved!"

"Green light?" Zi Han lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then said, "Senior brother, can you not tell Master first?" I like green, I want to see that cave. ”

"Now?"

"No, I'll climb on my own later. ”

"Then you mean, when you reach the middle stage of the Qing Ling Stage, Master will tell Master about this after you have come to the west to climb the cliff?" Yan Linsong asked.

"Is it okay?Senior brother, do you care about the speed of cultivating immortals?" Zi Han put his hands behind his back, bent over, and approached Yan Linsong, looking at his face with a pair of watery eyes smiling, looking at him very embarrassed. He tilted his head to the side and said hesitantly, "When, of course you can!" He secretly said in his heart: "What does it matter if the speed of cultivating immortals is faster? Everything can't be compared to you......"

"Hehe, then it's decided!" Zihan happily walked in front, and the two went back to their residence together.

From then on, when Zihan climbed the cliff every day, he would go to see the two small grasses and smell the two small flowers on the top of the grass.

In the blink of an eye, two years have passed. Zihan finally cultivated to the middle stage of the Qing Ling. From then on, she will also go to the cliff to the west to cultivate. Yan Linsong knew that his junior sister liked those two special grasses, and proposed to move the whole grass to the cliff wall in the west, but Zihan still refused. She would rather spend her time every day looking at the cliff to the east than risk the grass dying. Therefore, accompanying his sister to visit Xiaocao has become an indispensable thing for Yan Linsong every day. As for the Lingshi Cave on the cliff wall to the west, the two of them never told Master, and that was because Zihan liked the pure green light in the cave too much.

There is no time for cultivating immortals, and in a blink of an eye, twenty years have passed. On this day, Zihan and Yan Linsong were suddenly surprised to find that the two white grasses had turned into verdant green overnight, and against the backdrop of the gray cliffs, they were extremely lovely.

Zihan snuggled in Yan Linsong's arms and said, "Brother Song, how similar we are to these two little grasses, we always accompany each other. ”

Yan Linsong hugged the lovely person in his arms and said with a smile: "Well, we are the same as them, and we will never be separated." ”

At this time, Yu Zihan was already Yan Linsong's double cultivator. Their master reached the end of his lifespan three years ago, but he failed to usher in the Heavenly Tribulation and fell. Both of them are now in the middle realm of the void and the underworld, and the spirit stone cave on the cliff wall on the west side of the valley is the residence of the two of them. For many years, they never forgot to visit the two plants every day.

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I don't know how many years have passed, Yan Linsong and Yu Zihan have never left this deep valley. The two of them slowly cultivated from the Void Stage to the Cave Void Period, the Silence Period, the Mahayana Period, and until the Tribulation Realm, the two of them were like those two grasses, always accompanying each other and encouraging each other. What if there are no rare minerals for forging swords? What if there are no precious medicinal materials for alchemy? Yan Linsong and Yu Zihan can be said to have no desires, and this secluded deep valley is a paradise for the two of them.

The vitality of those two grasses is also extremely tenacious, from green to green, from green to blue, and then from blue to purple, and has grown to more than one person tall for more than a hundred years. The husband and wife had long understood that these two grasses must be rare, but they did not care about the medicinal value of the grass.

Suddenly, one day, the peaceful life was broken, and an immortal cultivator appeared in the valley.

The immortal cultivator accidentally discovered two spirit grasses on the cliff wall, and he was immediately overjoyed. He couldn't believe his eyes, there were actually purple iron stalks that had grown for more than a hundred years here, and there were two of them!" Originally, I just wanted to come to find some mineral sword-casting, but I actually found such a heaven and earth spirit treasure, it is really God's favor, hahaha!" The laughter kept echoing in the valley.

This person pulled out the fairy sword and was about to dig the spirit grass, when he suddenly heard a loud shout: "Wait!" He was startled, he didn't expect to meet someone else in the desolate valley.

Looking back, a man in a gray shirt was holding a sword, and next to him was a beautiful woman in a green shirt. The man clenched his fists at the man and said, "This fellow Daoist, please don't pick those two spirit grasses, my husband and wife have been taking care of them here for many years. ”

The people who came were Yan Linsong and Yu Zihan and his wife. The laughter of the immortal cultivators alarmed them, and as soon as they heard that someone wanted to pick spirit grass, they immediately flew over with their swords.

"You planted this purple iron?" the man asked, incredulously.

Yan Linsong smiled slightly: "No." It's just that from the time those two spirit grasses first started to grow, my husband and wife discovered them. Although we don't know the name and efficacy of this spiritual grass, but they have been growing here for so long, and we ask Daoist friends not to take them, I think Daoist friends should not be inferior to these two spiritual grasses, right?

The man was stunned for a moment, and then laughed as if he had heard some joke, laughing so much that Yan Linsong and Yu Zihan were inexplicable. Yan Linsong asked puzzledly, "Fellow Daoist, what's so funny?"

After the man laughed, he shook his head again and again: "I, Hou Yunchao, have seen lying and bragging, but I have never seen such a shameless one, and today I finally opened my eyes." ”

Hearing this slightly touching sentence, Yan Linsong couldn't help frowning: "What do you mean?"

The expression on Hou Yunchao's face was full of disdain: "Let me tell you, these two are extremely rare spirit grass purple iron stalks." I don't even know the name, and I dare to say that I found it from the beginning of my growth, which is really funny. Ten years after birth, it turned white, thirty years to green, fifty years to blue, seventy years to blue, and a hundred years later to grow into the purple it is now. Purple iron is as hard as iron, and it can only be taken by the roots to not die. I don't think the two of you will pretend, this spirit grass, of course, belongs to the one who found it first. With that, he raised his sword again and prepared to dig the grass.

Yan Linsong looked anxious, jumped onto the rock, and blocked Hou Yunchao's fairy sword with the fairy sword.

"Get out of the way!" or don't blame me, you're welcome!" Hou Yunchao coldly alarmed

Tell.

"Listen, my husband and wife have indeed taken care of the two spirit grasses for more than a hundred years, if you dare to touch the grass, I will not be able to spare you!" Yan Linsong was already in the realm of the early stage of the tribulation, and he was not afraid of Hou Yunchao's intimidation at all.

Hou Yunchao laughed again: "You husband and wife have taken care of the spirit grass for more than a hundred years? Then how long have you two lived? What realm? With the two of you cold fairy swords, how can you endure me?

Yan Linsong was also annoyed and said, "You are so rude! I will never let you pick the spirit grass today!"

Hou Yunchao no longer answered, but attacked one move after another, Yu Zihan watched from the side and was very anxious, but there was such a big place on the stone, she had nowhere to stay.

Yan Linsong's weapon was just a high-grade immortal sword refined by himself, and he had to protect the purple iron sword behind him, so he couldn't use his sword technique at all, so he could only be tired of parrying Hou Yunchao's attack. It can be seen that Hou Yunchao's realm is not low, at least in the late Mahayana period, but the fairy sword in his hand is of the best grade, so he has an advantage for a while.

Yan Linsong was afraid of destroying the spirit grass, so after making a false move, he jumped from the boulder to the bottom of the valley, and Hou Yunchao also chased him down and re-entangled with him.

After having the space to show his tricks, Yan Linsong seemed to be much more at ease, Yu Zihan breathed a sigh of relief, and did not step forward to attack, after all, it is not a glorious thing to use two enemies and one after all.

Hou Yun was taken aback, he thought at first that Yan Linsong was lying because he was greedy for spiritual grass, but he didn't expect the realm to be so high. If you fight for a long time, you will definitely lose. However, the quality of Yan Linsong's fairy sword was too low, Hou Yunchao suddenly had an idea, and after fighting a few tricks, he cut off Yan Linsong's fairy sword with a sword.

Seeing that Yan Linsong had no weapon, Yu Zihan immediately threw her weapon to her husband. After Yan Linsong took the sword, he learned a lesson, and divided a part of the spiritual power into the immortal sword, and then Hou Yunchao couldn't cut the immortal sword.

The two fought fiercely for a long time, Yan Linsong was still extremely relaxed, but the other party was sweating profusely, with more than a dozen sword wounds on his body, and he was about to lose.

Yan Linsong didn't want to kill people, so he slowed down and persuaded: "You don't have to fight to the death for two spirit grasses, right? If you are willing to give up picking grass, we won't fight anymore." Kindly, he gave the other party a step down.

It's a pity that Hou Yunchao didn't appreciate it, but had a poisonous plan in his heart. He pretended to respond: "Since Daoist friends are so polite...... he took out a poisonous needle and held it in his hand, "Then I'm welcome! Hahaha, go die!" His hand suddenly raised, and the poisonous needles in the sky burst towards Yan Linsong.

Yan Linsong was taken aback, and while retreating, he spun the fairy sword to resist, and at this moment, a miserable scream from behind him suddenly came from behind him. Yan Linsong hurriedly looked back, and Yu Zihan, who was not far away, was already covered in blood.

It turned out that Hou Yunchao shot the poison needle at Yan Linsong at the same time, and flew out two "shadowless needles" to shoot at the defenseless Yu Zihan, this shadowless needle is made of thousands of years of ice, transparent and colorless, natural "shadowless", the needle is quenched with strange poison, usually stored in the skin, can be preserved, in order to be used in a critical moment to save life. Just now, Yu Zihan was worried about her husband's safety, and when she found out that there was a hidden weapon, it was too late, and the two shadowless needles had already penetrated deeply into her eyes.

Yan Linsong saw that his wife was injured, and he wanted to stab the other party in a hole with a sword, he was furious, shouted, exerted the power of his life, and immediately broke through Hou Yunchao's defense with a fierce attack, and stabbed the opponent's abdomen fiercely.

Hou Yunchao screamed, retreated sharply, and fled.

Yan Linsong didn't care about chasing him, and hurriedly went to help Yu Zihan, who had fallen to the ground.

Yu Zihan's eyes were already blurred with flesh and blood, and the shadowless ice needle gradually melted after piercing his eyes, dissolving into the blood along with the poison quenched on the needle.

"Zihan, Zihan!" Yan Linsong anxiously called out to his wife in his arms.

But Yu Zihan had already fainted in pain. Yan Linsong hurriedly picked up his wife, and the sword flew back to the Lingshi Cave. Looking at his wife's dark face, Yan Linsong understood that she was poisoned. But when he wanted to help his wife force the poison, he found that no matter how much he urged the spiritual power, he couldn't force a trace of poison.

Yan Linsong was about to go crazy with remorse, how could the two spirit grasses be as important as his wife's life? He gritted his teeth with hatred, regretting that he shouldn't have let go of that despicable villain.

Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain in his left leg, and when he looked down, he saw that three black poisonous needles were stuck in it. It turned out that he had been worried about his wife just now, and he didn't notice that he had also been poisoned. Although this poison needle is not as powerful as the "Shadowless Needle", the poison quenched is the same. Yan Linsong used his skills to force poison, but he couldn't force it out at all. "What kind of bullshit is this?" he couldn't help but scold, his left leg was already unconscious, the meridians on his leg had also died, and the poison was gradually spreading upward. He made an instant decision and swung his sword to cut off his left leg, which had turned black.

But the poison in Zihan, Yan Linsong couldn't do anything. He re-examined the condition of his wife's body, and the strange poison was slowly eroding the internal organs, and at this rate, his wife would have to return to Huangquan in a few days.

Yan Linsong kept telling himself to be calm, calm, and think about whether there was any other way to detoxify. He suddenly remembered that Master had mentioned many years ago that in the Hopeless Valley in the eastern part of Kanglong County, there lived a disciple of Hua Yimai, who was good at using poison and medicine, and all of them were masters of medical skills.

"I don't know if what the master said is true or false, even if it is true, after so many years, that Huamen person may have survived, and I don't know if she has any disciples to pass it on, or if she has moved to other places. Alas, there is better hope than despair, and I have to look for it anyway. Yan Linsong thought to himself.

So, he simply bandaged the wound, picked up his unconscious wife, and his left leg was gone, so he could only sit on the fairy sword and fly towards the southeast.