A ray of morning light pierced the darkness of the sky, the sun rose in the east, and those who died before dawn did not see the sun today.

The morning light is sprinkled all over the East Mountain, and the white and crystal snow is shining with strange flowing colors, and the colors are colorful.

Shi Ji came up from the south of the mountain, and the morning light fell on the right half of her body through the flecks of snow.

Of course, the part below the waist was blocked, and the rabbit was a light-chaser and liked to bask in the sun, so she switched from the left-hand side to the right-hand side.

They were walking on a cliff, not ninety degrees, but eighty-five, an absolutely steep stretch of ice, almost parallel to the ground, if they could still see it.

Buzhou Mountain is changeable, there are flat and straight, there are oblique and steep, there are convex and concave, the cliffs are innumerable, the mountain edges and mountain corners abound, and the danger of not being thoughtful is not enough for outsiders.

They walked through a relatively gentle mountain section, this section is more three-dimensional, it is a test of foot skills, feet to suck on the ice wall, to have the skill of flying eaves and walking on the wall, but no one of them has thought about this technical difficulty, and walked up very casually.

It's already a cliff full of ice.

Shi Ji sat on the edge of the cliff and played the beginning, the wind was extremely high, the night was extremely dark, the cliff was extremely dangerous, the cold piano sound, and the light was dotted.

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A night of ice rain, ice and rain, Xuan Yu reached out to catch the rain, and also caught the thin ice, he heard the master's piano, in the rain.

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Shi Ji crossed from one node to another, she had wondered how many nodes Pangu had in the spine, she guessed twelve.

Maybe yes, maybe not, she doesn't care about this anymore, she only stops where she wants to stop, where she should stop, caress the right qin song and asks the mountain, where she can get closer to him, understand him better.

Everything needs to be accumulated, and sacrifices are also needed, there is no witch god sacrifice out of thin air, and there is no Pangu sacrifice out of thin air, she is walking on the way to Pangu sacrifice, she doesn't know what the result will be, and she doesn't care, but she will take a good step.

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Flowing water.

Clear and translucent, listen attentively, like a mountain spring flowing through the heart, wash the heart, all irritability and distractions are washed away.

One by one, the witches listened attentively, in the mountains.

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Shi Ji came into contact with the water veins in the Buzhou Mountains, one vein, up and down, she sat at a spring, stroked the piano and asked the pulse.

It is difficult to trace the origin of the upper part, and it is difficult to trace the destination downward, probably far more than 6.57 million zhang, and the spring is just an entrance.

Pick up a pool of clear springs, taste the taste of Buzhou Mountain, cold to the bone.

The rabbit also tasted it and hit the spirit.

Shi Ji gave her a snow ginseng to go to the cold.

"Click...... Click......"

Ginseng is good, the teeth are better, and the crunchy is crunchy.

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Spring goes to autumn and comes again, but the young witch under the mountain is one year older, but the old witch is one year older.

One year old and one year old, they have been guarding for ten years, and in the past ten years, they rarely hear the piano of the pianist again, it should be that the qinist has gone away, but they still like to come here to see the peace of mind.

"The snow has stopped!"

A vibrant voice of a duck-like voice-changing period.

One by one, the witches raised their heads and opened their eyes wide, not only the snow, but also the wind stopped, and the snowflakes were still in the air, horizontal, vertical, oblique, or positive, a still picture.

They saw it, they saw it......

One by one, the witch's eyes moistened.

The luthier is well!

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The south gate of the Heavenly Court.

Since the fall of the ghost car, everyone has become silent, not only that, everyone is staring at the Sky Survey Mirror, they want to look at her, watching the enemy walk towards their every step, and at the same time observing the enemy's every move, there is no longer any impatience, only the continuous condensation of killing intent.

"The divine light of the candle nine yin!"

Tu Shan looked at the still picture in the mirror, and his expression became solemn.

"I didn't expect her to be proficient in the twelve divine sacrifices!"

The handsome and tall Ying Zhao said with a frown.

The others didn't speak, but they secretly promoted Shi Ji to become a great enemy.

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The Great Witch Palace.

The ten Great Witches were not much surprised, even though the time lamp in the center of the stone case also reflected the image of flying snow still, they were not very moved.

That's not where they focus.

"It's coming!"

Candle said movingly.

One by one, the big witches nodded solemnly, they were coming.

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The clouds are deep and I don't know where, and you can reach out to pick up the stars.

December thinks she can reach the sky with her hand, and the rabbit grins and winks at the stars, and the stars wink at her.

Shi Ji walked calmly, there was a mountain called Buzhou in her heart, a fictional fantasy a hundred years ago, thirteen years ago from a distance and a close look, ten years she read inch by inch:

She knows that he has ice muscles and snow skin, she knows that his gold and stone are bones, she knows that he has cold water into his bones, she knows that he has a straight wood, she knows that he has knots and qi, she knows that he thunder and lightning are tendons, she knows that he is a body of earth and stone, she knows that he is sometimes free, she knows that his five elements are born together, and she knows that his twelve veins coexist.

No, maybe she understood......

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