Snowflakes are flying, robes are fluttering, twilight snow boys are dancing, snow dancing snow witches, mainly young, old, middle, young, and young, as auxiliary.

The big snow witches in white clothes and linen robes, like pious priests, their long hair and shawls are not messy, and they are barefoot but fearless in stepping on the snow, they pick up the white snow on the ground with both hands, and the light snowflakes are imprinted on their foreheads, one by one, pure and clean.

The eyes of the hundred witches are as focused, they are dressed in white, the wind and snow dance, they flutter lightly, flutter lightly, the old witches are not old, they seem to have returned to their youth, the young witches are no longer immature, they seem to grow up in an instant, and the age boundaries become blurred at the moment when they dance.

A hundred witches danced together, like a person, neat and clean, dancing with the snow, they all seemed to have become elves in the snow, light and agile, a hundred witches and witches danced selflessly, but there was no sound, not a trace, silent and ghostly dance, not even the sound of panting.

Under the night, in the heavy snow, hundreds of people danced together, white clothes and black shadows, light and shadow, they were all floating, fluttering up, fluttering lightly, they danced very briskly, but you felt very heavy, heavy and solemn breathless.

They are beating silently, but you can hear the roars of the teenagers, the cries of the witches, you have to listen attentively, their hearts are beating slower and slower, you can feel their hearts contracting, tighter and tighter......

"Ding!"

"Wow!"

When you feel that your heart is about to stand still, when you see them about to suffocate, it erupts, the silence is suddenly broken, the sound of teeth clashing, the sound of extremely crisp ice breaking, the sound of ice jade clashing.

"Ding...... Ding Ding ...... Dingdingding......"

"Boom...... Cluck...... Giggle......"

Chills, shivering, the tooth sound is clear, the tooth marks are clear, the young teeth are crisp, the teeth are tinkling and the teeth are rushing to collide and hand over, such as hand-to-hand combat, blade confrontation, cold and snow ruthless, cold, extremely cold, trembling, frightened, witch heart is spasming, witch blood is shivering.

The shaman, whose body was already stiff to the extreme, trembled violently, his hands were shaking, his legs were trembling, his body was shaking at high speed, as if he was crazy and uncontrollable, and his head was shaking, his hair was dancing, and his face was shaking, as if he would fall down at any time.

The white light above their heads merged into a white halo, and the aura absorbed the snow scattered between the heavens and the earth, and when the pure snow spirit shone on the young witches, the little ones showed extremely comfortable pleasure on their faces.

Shi Ji's face turned pale and looked at the Snow God Sacrifice of the Great Snow Witch Department, the Snow God Sacrifice is more restrained and elegant, but it is also more crazy and more decisive, it is also a blood sacrifice and a heart sacrifice, the Snow God Sacrifice is not as heroic and hot as the Wood God Sacrifice and the Fire God Sacrifice, but it is terrifying.

Shi Ji closed her eyes, she reflected her heart with her heart, her heart danced with them, followed the silence, contracted with them, exploded with them, her heart was extremely cold, and she was terrified.

When Ishiji opened his eyes again, it was already dawn.

"Come here!" beckoned Ishiji.

The young man in white walked over.

"Write your name?" Shi Ji demanded.

The young man stretched out his snow-white fingers and wrote his name carefully on the snow: "Mu Xue." ”

"Sit down, close your eyes, and listen with your heart!" Ishiji said calmly.

"Yes. Without hesitation, the boy sat down in the thick snow.

Shi Ji nodded slightly, and the Taichu Changqin was placed on her lap, and she held the Changqin in her hand.

White snow, the white snow of spring and white snow, high and pure, high and widowed, proud of independence, lonely and self-appreciative, so big snow, not known to outsiders a snow.

The strings never moved, but she played it over and over again, she was playing with her heart, Taichu was playing with her heart, and the young man was listening with her heart.

Shi Ji got up and put Taichu on his back, and the witches took the initiative to give up a snow path and bowed to each other, just like when they came.

"Master Piano, what is the name of this song?"

The young man in white opened his eyes and bowed deeply to the white figure that left two lines of footprints.

After a long time, three words came: "You have written." ”

The boy lost his mind for a moment, and muttered, "Twilight Snow." ”

......

At the west pole, the light shines thousands of miles, and the wisdom tree emits wisdom light.

Ye Luo Bodhi,

figs and fruits,

wisdom rooting,

Vajra Prajna.

The ancient Bodhi tree shines brightly, and out of the light comes a majestic white-robed Taoist, and the Taoist looks at the quasi-Taoist person: "The Bodhi Taoist has seen the deity." ”

The quasi-Tidao man got up and saluted: "The quasi-Tidao man has seen his own self. ”

The two looked at each other and smiled, and the white-robed Taoist walked into the white light and disappeared.

"Congratulations to the junior brother for cutting off the self, the avenue is within reach!" said the thin usher.

Zhun Ti Daoist hurriedly returned the salute: "If it weren't for the senior brother to wake up, how could Zhun Ti be blessed by misfortune and enter this wonderful realm." ”

"Senior brother is wrong, you should thank senior sister for dotting. ”

The quasi-Tidao person was slightly stunned, and faced the east without any hindrance: "The quasi-Tidao person Xie Nuwa Niangniang's grace." ”

The receiver smiled at the corner of his mouth, and he congratulated him again: "Senior brother can let go today, and he has done his best to achieve great wisdom." ”

The quasi-Daoist replied with a smile: "Since the teacher said that you and I have great wisdom and perseverance, poor Dao should be a great wisdom." ”

The Taoist lowered his head and pondered, for a long time, the Taoist's face was more distressed, but his breath was more calm and pure, and the Taoist bowed: "Thank you for the Zhun Ti Daoist brother to wake up, and the guide should be practiced with great perseverance." ”

The Zhun Ti Daoist accepted it calmly, and he raised his hand and pointed to the bare Bodhi Ancient Tree, which shrank into a dead branch with seven branches and fell into Zhun Ti's hands.

Zhun Ti turned around and said, "Senior brother, senior brother wants to go down the mountain?"

The usher replied: "It's okay to think about it quietly, where is the junior brother going?"

The quasi-Taoist smiled: "Whether it's east, or west, or south, or north, I don't know the poor road." ”

The Taoist nodded: "Follow your heart, it's very good, the junior brother is now cultivating, the world is big, you can get it, there is only one point, you must not force yourself to prove the Tao." ”

The quasi-Daoist smiled bitterly and said, "Senior brother is too worried, I couldn't understand it before, but now it is very clear, I'm afraid that Poor Dao will be the last one." ”

"The junior brother has great wisdom, and the last one should be brought by him. The usher said calmly.

Zhun Ti shook his head with a smile and said: "The way of Zhun Ti is moving, the way of receiving is quiet, Zhun Ti is the way, the way of leading is guarding, Zhun Ti is action, and the way of leading is quiet, and it is feasible in the West." ”

The guide was silent for a while, his face was even more bitter, and the wisdom of Zhun Ti was rooted, and everything was more transparent than he did.

The quasi-Ti Daoist bowed to the person who received the Daoist, and said without any hindrance: "Senior brother, take care, the day Zhun Ti returns is the time for you and me to preach!"

After that, the Taoist turned around and left freely, it is: the innate spiritual root Bodhi body, the wisdom of the deep cultivation of the heart, an epiphany under the spiritual mountain, the coming day of the wonderful tree to show supernatural powers.