Yang Qingxue stood there for a long time, looking at the ice mirror in the sky, without knowing what to do. She looked at a mirror in front of her, from which she could clearly see the mountains and rivers, and she looked intently, trying to find a difference in the world inside.

He reached out to touch the ice mirror, and found that his finger had pierced it, and he was surprised, so he walked into the mirror at once.

The world in the mirror was the same cold as the outside, the snowflakes were falling, the distant mountains and trees were all silvery, she took a few steps forward, and found that this was a forest near the Lingyue Valley, the scenery was very real, it didn't look different, thought about it, and retreated.

She found a mirror again, and escaped into it, and came to a courtyard where there was a foot of snow on the ground, and on the stone steps in front of the house stood a little girl of four or five years old, dressed in a crisp white mink fur, with her hands raised high, holding the snowflakes falling from the sky.

"Mother, why can't I catch the snowflakes?" The young Yang Qingxue pouted towards the house.

"Silly boy, because your hands are warm, the snowflakes melt when they touch your hands. Lime walked out, her words full of love.

I saw Xiao Yang Qingxue spinning in circles in the snow, giggling, her skirt spinning and flying, the white figure was like a fairy in the snow, and her dancing posture was integrated with the snow scene.

"Mother, do you think I'm beautiful?" Xiao Yang Qingxue said to her mother with a childlike heart.

"Our Qingxue is the most beautiful girl in the world. Lime replied with a smile.

Yang Qingxue was intoxicated by this scene, as if she had returned to more than ten years ago, kneeling in front of her parents, carefree, everything was so warm. She only stayed for a while, fearing that she would be bewitched by the illusion and lose herself, so she quickly withdrew from here and left the mirror image.

Then, she walked to the third ice mirror, but saw that under the sky, snowflakes were falling, and in the snow, Ling Feng hugged Yan Zhiyan tightly, and Yan Zhiyan's eyes were closed, and there was no life at all. Ling Feng slowly raised his head, but saw that his eyes had become blood-red, the only blood color in this white world, which was shocking, only to see him tremble all over, gritting his teeth and asking himself, "Why? Why did you kill Zhiyan?"

Yang Qingxue was startled, and hurriedly waved her hand: "I don't have ······" Then he saw that he was holding a sword in his hand, and the blood stains on the blade were particularly fresh, dripping and falling into the snow, and the blood stains on the ground were like blooming plums, Ling Han was angry.

Ling Feng roared, shaking the heavens and the earth, and rushed towards Yang Qingxue with his sword. Yang Qingxue was terrified, and subconsciously pointed at Ling Feng with his sword and said, "Don't you come here, I didn't kill the person." As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Ling Feng meet the long sword in her hand, and the long sword pierced his chest.

Ling Feng's blood-red eyes stared at her, and he suddenly smiled and said, "Are you satisfied with all this?"

Yang Qingxue let go of the hilt of the sword, took a few steps back, and cried: "No, I didn't do it. Then he closed his eyes and secretly told himself, "It's all an illusion." ”

Yang Qingxue finally woke up, looked at the two corpses on the ground, resolutely turned around, and rushed out of the world in the mirror. She looked at the other ice mirrors, and for a moment she was afraid of what she would see next.

Yang Qingxue settled down, and walked towards the fourth ice mirror, as soon as she passed, she saw Yang Junfei standing under the eaves, with tenderness and love on his face, his expression was radiant, and his smile seemed to be about to melt this vast snowy scene.

"Daddy. Yang Qingxue screamed with joy and ran towards him.

However, Yang Junfei's smile froze on his face, and his eyes lost their original eagerness and luster, and the next moment, he saw him fall to the ground suddenly, behind him, Ling Feng held a sharp sword in his hand, blood dripped from the sword, his face was full of hideous fanaticism, and his eyes were still blood-red, as if in his eyes, the whole world was blood-colored.

"Senior Brother Ling, what's wrong with you, how did you become like this?" Yang Qingxue walked in front of Yang Junfei's body and knelt down on both knees.

"Because, this is the real me, the moment Zhiyan died in your hands, I had already sacrificed this body to the demon god, and I also want to make you feel the pain of bereavement. Ling Feng said gloomily.

Yang Qingxue lowered her head, and looked at her father who fell in a pool of blood, the red was so beautiful, the more she looked at it, there was a tingling pain in her brain, she closed her eyes tightly, held her head with both hands, and was obviously in great pain, this pain suddenly reminded her, she was still in the mirror world, she opened her eyes, a burst of relief and happiness, and relaxed and warned herself: "All this is just an illusion." ”

It turns out that pain is the best way to stay awake.

Yang Qingxue stood up, didn't stay here for long, and appeared in the world in the mirror. She recalled a few scenes, and they were so familiar, as if they had already happened in her previous life, which made her heart fluctuate and she couldn't help herself for a long time.

She thought about it for a while, it was really difficult to find the real world in this thousands of ice mirrors, and only by relying on her feelings and feeling the spiritual connection with that world might be able to do it, where she had her own relatives and friends, no matter what, this level must be passed.

Yang Qingxue rose in the air, shuttling through the sea of mirrors, trying to find a different mirror in the vast ice mirror, so as to leave this place completely, she finally saw an ice mirror at a very high place, as if calling her.

"Could it be it?" Yang Qingxue shot into the air towards the mirror, piercing into it.

But I saw the clouds and waves in the sky, and two figures faced each other in the void, and below were endless peaks, standing neatly and majestically in the long snow.

Yang Qingxue felt that this place was very familiar, thought about it, and blurted out: "This is Luoxian Gate." After speaking, she looked at the two of them again, and saw one person wearing a white robe, with long eyebrows and long hair, and a handful of dust, looking fairy-like. And the other person, with green clothes and green hair, can guess who it is even without looking at his face.

Yang Qingxue said: "What's going on? Why did Senior Brother Ling and the head master start fighting?"

But seeing that the two of them shouted at the same time, they released a majestic sword qi, and under the collision of the two sword qi, there was a strange force bursting out, no less than a tsunami in the mountains. This scene Yang Qingxue seems to be familiar with it, as long as he recalls it a little, he can think of the danger of Luoxian Peak two years ago, the fierce battle between Wuyazi and Wuyunzi, which was really earth-shattering.

But that time, Wuyunzi escaped, but this time, I saw that Ling Feng was swept up in it by the sword qi, and there was no complete piece of flesh and skin on his body, and he had been twisted by the sword qi to blur the flesh and blood, and his face was beyond recognition. Like a big bird that has been hit by an arrow, it falls straight down.

Yang Qingxue was already stunned, and hurriedly swept over, wanting to catch Ling Feng, but saw the other Seven Vein Heads attacking together and besieging Ling Feng, as if he would not give up until he was broken into pieces.

"No-" Yang Qingxue roared, and her liver and intestines were broken.

She didn't dare to look any further, the growing snow had blurred the scene in her eyes, and she stood quietly on the top of the mountains, as if the whole world was the only one except for the vast snow.

Seeing that there was no movement at this moment, she walked lonely through the ice mirror and returned to the original place.

Yang Qingxue walked in the snow, thinking about it carefully, only to feel that the ice mirrors seemed to be a patchwork of her own memories, some had happened and some had not happened yet, for some reason, they were so familiar.

She simply closed her eyes and sat cross-legged on the ground, meditating. The snow still didn't stop, covering her body layer by layer, and before she knew it, the surface of her body was covered with a thin layer of snow stains.

Ling Feng and Yang Junfei had already returned to the edge of the deep pool, and seeing that the lime was still waiting, Yang Junfei asked, "Hasn't the Qing girl come up yet?"

Lime stared at the water and shook her head.

"There can't be any accidents, I remember it only took me a few hours to get in and get out. Yang Junfei's expression was solemn.

Lime shook her head again and said, "If she hasn't come out at this time, it means that this trip is going well, at least the test for her is not over." You didn't even pass the first level back then, so it came out quickly, and I'm embarrassed to say. ”

Yang Junfei snorted, a little embarrassed and said: "That's it, I see that the girl won't come up for a while, why don't we take turns to wait here, in case she doesn't come out for a day and a night, wouldn't we even have to sleep." ”

Lime thought for a moment and said, "It's okay, there are many matters in the valley waiting for us to deal with." ”

Yang Junfei said: "You go back to rest first, and Feng'er and I will continue to guard." ”

Lime nodded and left.

Yang Junfei said to Ling Feng: "Fortunately, it's okay, I'll continue to teach you the second song." ”

Ling Feng said, "Okay." ”

Next, Yang Junfei continued to teach him the song of the blue sea breeze, Ling Feng listened carefully, often touched the bypass, learned quickly, and by the next day he had already learned the sixth level, at this time Lime had already come to replace the two of them, and the two went back to the valley to rest.

I saw that in the ice and snow, Yang Qingxue had been covered with snow, and she had become a snowman.

At this time, her divine consciousness had already swam between heaven and earth, as if it had become a snowflake, fluttering down unrestrained, and later, she didn't even know whether she was a snowflake or Yang Qingxue, and she was struggling to fall into it. After a long time, suddenly a flash of inspiration, her whole body burst out of spiritual power, and the snow on her body splashed in all directions, she finally stood up and said suddenly: "I understand." ”

Yang Qingxue looked at the ice mirror in the sky, her joy was unbearable, and she said loudly: "Senior Snow Girl, I understand, Zhuang Zhou Mengdie, Butterfly Dream Zhuang Zhou, is it actually that important? Zhuang Zhou and Die, they may be one, but they are just two forms. ”

"Oh, what do you mean by that?" the figure of the Snow Maiden did not appear, only an empty voice slowly floated over.

Yang Qingxue said: "When I was meditating just now, I had a dream, I dreamed that I had become a snowflake, floating in the world, and saw a lot of joys and sorrows, and later, I thought that I was a snowflake, I had thoughts, I had life, why not this another me?" After speaking, she paced a few more steps on the snow and continued: " This world is like a mirror, which deduces the legendary life of various characters, as the so-called heaven outside the sky, there are countless identical mirrors, each mirror has a different me, the Buddha said that a flower and a world, so every mirror is real, and every world inside is real. ”