There is a lot of snowfall, and all traces between heaven and earth will completely disappear under such a heavy snowfall, and there will be nothing left.

Xie Yu cried for a while, and knew that this place was not a place to stay for a long time, and it would not be possible to cry any longer, so he endured his sadness, stood up, and wanted to follow the senior sisters back in the direction of the mountain gate.

Several female sword cultivators were silent and silent.

After walking for almost half an hour, a person could be seen standing on the snow in the distance.

Several people were a little nervous now, looking at the faceless figure, and holding down the hilt of the sword one after another.

Soon, though, they breathed a sigh of relief.

The man walked towards them, and after a few moments, they could see the man's face.

It was Gu Ming, whose face was as pale as paper.

Xie Yu was overjoyed, trotted all the way, and arrived in front of Gu Ming, in the night, she soon saw the blood slowly oozing from Gu Ming's chest.

Xie Yu was extremely worried, and wanted to reach out, but he never dared to reach out.

She bit her lip and trembled, unable to speak.

Gu Meng slowly opened his mouth and comforted: "It's okay, it's all minor injuries, it's not a big problem." ”

Xie Yu asked tremblingly, "Senior Brother Gu killed him?"

Gu Meng shook his head, spit out a mouthful of jet-black blood, wiped his lips casually, and said with some regret: "I was pierced through the chest by my sword, which can be regarded as the end of his mind to chase me again, but if you want to say killing, it is really a little worse, count him lucky, but along the way, most of the time I was lucky, and in the end he was a little luckier, which is also reasonable." ”

The final decisive battle between him and Jiang Chao was extremely dangerous, both of them made up their minds, and their respective means were frequent, but even so, they failed to distinguish between life and death, during which Jiang Chao had two opportunities to kill Gu Ming, but they didn't grasp it, and Gu Meng only had one time, that is, the sword that was handed out.

Although he still failed to succeed with a sword, at least he seriously injured Jiang Chao, so that the latter finally gave up the idea of killing himself again and fled to the south.

Gu Ming's current state, if he wants to hunt him down in turn, it is indeed a problem, after simply treating the wound, Gu Meng was ready to go north immediately, but thinking about the explanation, he still decided to come to report his safety.

He knew that if he didn't show up, he would feel the explanation and guilt and self-blame for a long time.

"Senior Brother Gu, your injuries are not serious, otherwise you can go back to the Twilight Sword Sect with us to recuperate!" Xie Yu was full of anticipation.

Of course, there are concerns.

Gu Meng shook his head and said calmly: "If there is no Jiang Chao, it is estimated that I have already arrived in Beihai by this time, this has been delayed for a long time, and now it is too late to go to Beihai, I will go to the north, before I get to Beihai, the injury will be almost healed." ”

Xie Yu wanted to persuade again, but Gu Meng quickly took out a letter from his arms and handed it to Xie Yu, and said with a smile: "There is something that is still troublesome Senior Sister Xie, take this letter to Zheshan and give it to my Senior Sister." ”

In fact, this letter is the same as the letter handed to Xu Ran before, it is all a letterhead to report safety, Gu Meng can directly fly the sword to send a message and let people take it, which is a superfluous move, but the previous letter was from him to save Xu Ran's life, and the next one was to dispel Xie Yu's guilt.

Liang Zhao calculates people's hearts for his own ambitions, and Gu Meng knows people's hearts, just for the people who care about him, and live more comfortably.

Xie Yu took the letterhead and said seriously: "Senior Brother Gu, I will definitely bring the letter!"

Gu Meng smiled: "Then thank you." ”

With that, he beckoned to Xie Yu, and then walked off into the distance, quickly disappearing into the snow.

With his back to Xie Yu, Gu Meng spat out another mouthful of blood without warning.

But this time, it's not bruising, it's real blood.

Gu Meng didn't bow his head, nor did he reach out to wipe it, but he walked slowly while reminiscing about the previous battle.

I have to say that Jiang Chao is far worse than Liang Zhao, if Liang Zhao, who had only traveled in the previous battle, fought with him, it is estimated that when Gu Meng was stabbed through the chest with a short knife for the first time, he would die on the spot, even if he fell into the river at that time, Liang Zhao would definitely chase him over.

Liang Zhao's intention to Gu Ming's death is not heavy, he is more than himself as a stone on the road of future cultivation, in fact, the best result for the two of them should be that the two of them will be equal in cultivation for tens or hundreds of years in the future, and then between the next few years, or ten years of war.

can have the effect of sharpening their cultivation realm.

But if he really wants to make up his mind to kill Gu Ming.

Then Gu Meng will definitely not be able to get out of this mountain forest.

This is the difference between Liang Zhao and Jiang Chao.

After walking a long way forward, Gu Meng was still haunted by the fact that he couldn't kill Jiang Chao with a sword, at that time he had already made up his mind, no matter how much he paid, as long as he could save a small life, nothing else mattered, anyway, killing Jiang Chao with a sword was the most important.

But in the end, it was a little worse.

But even so, Gu Meng has already listed Jiang Chao as a must-kill.

When the time is right, Gu Meng will send him to hell.

Among the young geniuses of this generation, most of them are cultivating separately, because they have their own sects behind them, but if they are as unrelenting as they are now, it is estimated that they will only be Gu Luo and Jiang Chao.

Thinking about it, Gu Ming, who spit out a mouthful of blood again, looked down at the red in his palm, and said helplessly: "If you encounter anything again, you will really lose your life." ”

After saying this, Gu Meng plunged into the snow and fell asleep.

It was probably the most comfortable sleep he'd ever had these days.

But it's hard to say whether you can wake up or not.

After he fell in the snow, there were two changes in his body, one of them was the lotus flower in his qi mansion, which was radiating vitality to repair the wounds in his body, and the last battle with Jiang Chao, although he did not suffer any more injuries such as a stab in the chest, but it was not easy.

The lotus flower is healing him, but the dragon fish is swimming in the sword pond by itself, Gu Luo actually sometimes wonders, what is the use of this goods, when it comes to his own qi mansion, it seems that he wants to make himself available for nothing.

In addition, the center of his eyebrows is overflowing with wisps of blood-colored aura at the moment, surrounding his body, as if it is shielding him from the qi.

Or maybe it has something else.

This is Bai Yin's trick.

Gu Luo don't say that he doesn't know about this matter, even if he is still very sober at this time, he is afraid that he doesn't know what Bai Yinjue is doing, his understanding of Bai Yinjue now only exists in knowing that the master who created him is named Bai Yin.

It was an incomparably powerful sword cultivator.

Just when Gu Meng was asleep, two people in the snow walked over slowly.

Emperor Ning Qi, who was dressed in white, and the red hair that had been following him.

The two stood still not far away, and Emperor Ning Qi glanced at the sleeping Gu Meng with a calm expression.

Speaking of which, the two of them can be regarded as a stopper, originally after the end of the trip to Xian Mall, Emperor Ning Qi was going to Daying to do another thing.

But before that, he was patient and watched the battle in this mountain forest for months.

The red hair glanced at Gu Meng and said with emotion: "Your Majesty, according to Gu Ming's situation, if you are any other person, you will not have a way to live, right?"

The two battles before and after were extremely dangerous, and if it were any cultivator with the same realm as Gu Ming, it would be estimated that the corpse would be hard at this time.

Emperor Ning Qi said thoughtfully: "If you really want to think like this, it is the same, even if you change to Liang Zhao and want to get out of the way, it is impossible." ”

The two wars were full of calculations and comparisons, and it was a miracle that Gu Meng was alive.

"But without my lotus seed, what kind of work does this little guy do?"

Since he has an unobstructed view of this fight, he naturally knows the state between the two, and Gu Meng can live now, but it also has a lot to do with his lotus seeds.

The red hair remembered the two lotus seeds, which were an ancient lotus that had existed for at least thousands of years, and when Emperor Ning Qi found them, they had already died, leaving only two lotus seeds, and then Emperor Ning Qi brought them back and put them in the water tank, and cultivated them with the juice of countless elixirs as pool water, and even put two dragonfish in it, so that they complemented each other, and then this thing was brought to the emperor's tomb, and it also took a thousand years to recover.

It can be said that the preciousness of those two lotus seeds is no worse than that of the dragon fish.

If someone else got it, it is estimated that His Majesty will really take it back, maybe it is because he is still thinking about those blood relationships, so His Majesty did not take action?

The red hair is now more and more unfamiliar with His Majesty by his side.

Emperor Ning Qi shook his head and did not go any further.

Except for the fact that the red hair had helped Gu Meng in the waves, Emperor Ning Qi really did not help himself, the only descendant, under any circumstances.

Looking at his only bloodline, struggling in suffering in this world, Emperor Ning Qi didn't seem to want to do anything, so he just wanted to look like this.

"Gone. ”

Emperor Ning Qi's figure dissipated and went to the north.

Redhead gave him one more look, smiled, and then walked away.

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The mountain has been peaceful for a long time, everything is in order, and those young disciples who have gone up the mountain these days are all checked by the senior brother Song Ning, anyway, they have been watching for a long time, and then only a dozen people can go up the mountain.

The rules for accepting disciples in Zheshan are in that place, but I don't know why, it seems that the people who go up the mountain are stuck at about five hundred.

When it was said that there were tens of thousands of sword cultivators at the peak of Zheshan Mountain, there are now five hundred people, and it doesn't look much different, in fact, there is ambiguity in that sentence, that sentence is really complete, it has to be the peak of Zheshan, and there are tens of thousands of sword cultivators who can get their hands on sword cultivation.

What does it mean to be able to take it out? At least it has to be a wandering sword cultivator, right?

So it was different then.

Anyway, there is still a long way to go between today's Zheshan and the Zheshan of the past, but compared to some low-end sword sects, Zheshan has already been considered a lot better.

These days, some kendo sects have handed over posts, so they want to visit the new Zhishan Sect, Song Ning was still a little confused at first, thinking that his little uncle didn't say that he should be low-key, why is it only how long it has been, and everyone knows.

But thinking like this, he didn't dare to say that there was anything wrong with the little uncle, the disciples on this mountain, especially those female disciples, had already respected the little uncle to the point of no return, especially when the news of the battle in Xianshang City came back to Jishan, countless female disciples began to worry about their little uncle day and night, if anyone in Zheshan at this time dared to say a bad word about the little uncle.

You will be drowned directly by spitting!

Besides, now, Uncle Xiao is in charge of Zheshan!

That identity is different from the past.

Going back to the post, Song Ning went to ask Ah San, and the master said two words simply and directly.

Missing.

The master can say such a sentence, but if he wants to refuse, it will be a little troublesome, and then after thinking about it, he made up a master who is not on the mountain, and everything has to be decided by the master back to the mountain.

That's how it got through.

However, Song Ning is very busy here, and Zhouzhou is on the mountain over there, so he is very active, in addition to practicing swords every day, this disciple who has the blue eyes of the little uncle Gu Mingqing not only cooks hot pot every night on the mountain, but also every time, he will definitely invite his fellow disciples to eat together.

This time, the whole mountain with the same door made people panic, they are not Zhouzhou, there is no reaction after eating hot pot, most of them eat hot pot the night before, and then they have to stay in the toilet for a night, and the next day they walk twisted and pinched.

For a long time, the disciples on the mountain, as long as they saw each other walking and twisted, they had to give sympathy to each other.

Of course, there are also those who can stand up after eating once, but they can stand up after eating once, and they can still stand up after eating it a second time?

This guy in Zhouzhou is an unrelenting character, whoever can stand it, he has to invite the other party to come a second time, so that.

When everyone heard the name of Zhouzhou, they all changed color.

There are even people who give Zhouzhou an excellent nickname behind their backs.

It's just that Zhou Zhou himself doesn't know.

On this day, Song Ning sent away a sword sect that was about to visit, and when he saw Zhou Zhou with a basket on his back, Song Ning subconsciously greeted this junior brother.

Zhou Zhou looked up and said happily: "Senior brother, do you eat hot pot at night?"

Song Ning's face turned pale instantly, and he walked past Zhou Zhou's side with a serious face, and after that, no matter how Zhou Zhou called him, Song Ning ignored it.

Zhou Zhou looked at Song Ning's back, scratched his head with some doubts, but he didn't think too much about it, he didn't want to cook hot pot here tonight, but to go to the back mountain and let the master try his skills.

It's strange to say, although Chang Yi Zhenren has always had no good face for the little guy Zhou Zhou, and even beat this little guy before, but after Zhou Zhou appeared in the back mountain, Chang Yi Zhenren didn't let down the thunder rage, but Zhou Zhou still suffered a lot under him.

But even so, Zhou Zhou was still not angry with his master at all.

He still likes his master very much.

Of course, for the other disciples on the mountain, no one dares to provoke the eccentric master in the back mountain.

It's Zhouzhou.

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Carrying a bamboo basket on his back, he soon came to Zhouzhou in front of the thatched hut in the back mountain, looking at the master who would lie in front of the thatched hut almost every time he came here, and smiled.

Chang Yi Zhenren squinted, knowing that it was this guy who came again, and had a headache.

Zhou Zhou put down the bamboo basket and said before Chang Yi Zhenren spoke: "Master, I came this time, but I didn't trouble you, I learned a kind of food under the mountain, it is very good, the senior brothers and sisters on the mountain have tried it, and they are all full of praise, I think Master, you just eat grilled fish all day long, and you are not tired? The new food I brought, you are satisfied!"

Chang Yizhen glanced at him, raised his eyebrows, and said, "New food?"

Zhou Zhou took the ingredients out of the bamboo basket, and introduced them as he took them: "I heard from the senior brother that this is a delicacy from Uncle Su's hometown, called hot pot, I have tried it, and it is really good." ”

Zhou Zhou is worthy of being a man who has made hot pot many times in the mountains, his hands and feet are nimble, and he quickly set up a cauldron, laid the base, and put the rest of the ingredients on the side of the iron pot.

Chang Yi Zhenren opened his eyes, and at this glance, he saw lotus root slices, yams, hairy tripe, duck intestines, and duck blood......

A variety of quirky dishes.

Chang Yi Zhenren really hasn't eaten anything in his life, after he started practicing, he has been in Zheshan, and then he felt that eating fish on the mountain can improve his cultivation, so he had a thought, at first tried a lot of cooking methods, and then decided to use the grilled most delicious, so it has not changed for so many years.

But except for the grilled fish, he hardly touched the rest of the dishes.

This hot pot from the ancient Shu land, he is also the first time.

This made Chang Yi Zhenren a little interested.

Now that he has reached this point, there are very few things that he can be interested in.

"How to eat?"

Chang Yi real people came to be interested.

Zhou Zhou patiently waited for the hot pot to boil, and explained while waiting: "The duck blood can go down when it boils, and when it floats, it will be cooked. The chopsticks are clamped, and when you go up and down, you can eat it when you reach the number of times......"

Zhouzhou is now a connoisseur of hot pot.

Be at home in.

Chang Yi Zhenren didn't speak, picked up the chopsticks a little suspiciously, looked at the soup that was already boiling in the cauldron, sandwiched a piece of hairy belly and put it inside.

He counted silently in his heart, and then scooped it up, Zhou Zhou handed over the oil dish at the right time, and let Chang Yu Zhenren wrap it inside.

Then the real person is often put in his mouth and chewed carefully.

After a while, there was a different expression on his face.

"Not bad. ”

Chang Yi Zhenren tried something else again.

Zhou Zhou was extremely excited, "Master, I know that on this mountain, you are the best at eating this!"

Chang Yi Zhenren ignored this little guy and began to eat hot pot by himself.

It didn't take long for the contents of Zhouzhou's back basket to be eaten clean by Chang Zhizhen.

Zhou Zhou asked expectantly, "Master, how is it?"

Chang Yi Zhenren put down his chopsticks and said indifferently: "It's okay, it's just a little spicy." ”

Zhou Zhou was puzzled: "Master, do you think it is spicy?"

Chang Yi Zhenren glanced at him, and was about to lie back, not ready to talk to this little guy again.

Zhou Zhou swallowed his saliva and asked cautiously, "Is there a toilet in the mountain behind the master?"

Chang Yi Zhenren snorted.

Zhou Zhou sighed, thinking that there should be no problem with a cultivator as powerful as his master, but it didn't take long for Chang Yizhen to stand up with a solemn face.

Zhou Zhou asked worriedly, "What's the matter, master." ”

Chang Yu Zhenren didn't speak, and walked towards a certain place by himself.

It's just that it doesn't look very good.

Zhou Zhou understood something, hurriedly packed up his things, picked up the basket and was about to go down the mountain, "Master, I'll go first, I'm going to Yingdu to see my mother, it is estimated that I won't be in the mountain for a long time, and I'll come back to see you!"

After saying this, Zhou Zhou rushed down the mountain without stopping for a moment.

But he was only halfway through the run, when a gentle voice suddenly came from behind him, "Little guy, so urgent?"

Zhou Zhou turned his head slowly and looked behind him.

Chang Yi Zhenren was looking at him.

Zhou Zhou pretended to be stupid and said, "Master, what's wrong?"

Chang Yi Zhenren didn't talk nonsense, reached out and grabbed the little guy's shirt, and then shook it hard, throwing the little guy directly out of the back mountain.

It was such a star-sparse night in the month, and many disciples of Zheshan saw that a person fell from the sky and landed somewhere in Zheshan, and the disciples who were close could still see that the ground was really smashed out of a big hole by Zhouzhou!

He was lying in a big pit, his face covered in blood.

Song Ning happened to be nearby, and walked over unhurriedly, looking at Zhou Zhou lying in the big pit, this senior brother of Zheshan said wistfully: "How many times has this been?"

Although Zhou Zhou's face was covered with blood, he didn't forget to smile at this moment.

Song Ning laughed angrily: "Laugh at your sister!"

Then he sighed and beckoned the surrounding Zheshan disciples to help Zhou Zhou up, and as soon as the surrounding Zheshan disciples pulled this guy out of the big pit, an angry voice came from the sky.

"Luo Xue, take a look at that bastard boy, if he comes to the back mountain again, he will break his leg as a teacher!"

This voice didn't startle Zhou Zhou, but it startled Luo Xue, who was swaying in the bamboo building of her little junior brother, she poked her head out of the window and shouted scolding: "Zhou Zhou, can you stop it!"

On the side of Dakeng, Song Ning asked as a matter of course, "When will you go next?"

Zhou Zhou spit out a mouthful of blood and thought about it carefully, "It can't be too fast, the master is really angry, take it slowly." ”

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Chang Yi Zhenren turned around and went back to the mountain, and at this moment he only felt a hot pain in his buttocks.

He frowned, came to the thatched hut, looked at the sky, this Jishan Sect Master muttered: "Gu Ming's bastard boy has flown away, the old man is about to take this last step, the ancestors of Jishan, bless and bless." ”

Maybe no one in this world knows that Chang Yi Zhenren, a cultivator at the peak of the Golden Gate, is only one step away from the Golden Gate.

And this step can be taken almost at any time.

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