The three sisters of Meng Chuanqing did not have the pleasure of victory.

Meng Wenwen looked at the old nun and said, "Mrs. Shi, you have offended a lot, please go back!"

The old nun looked at Meng Chuanxin for a long time, and said, "If the donor doesn't listen to the advice of the poor nun, he will regret it one day." ”

Meng Chuanxin turned his head away from looking at her, and the old nun said again: "The world is ignorant, and they don't believe in the destiny of heaven. When the catastrophe comes, it will be inevitable!"

"If you say one more word, believe it or not, I'll kill you immediately!" Meng Chuanxin suddenly raised his palm and shouted. The true qi of the jade palm flows, and it seems that this woman who has always been gentle is really angry.

Meng Chuanqing said: "Master, from the very beginning, I wanted to tell you that if the Mandate of Heaven can be changed, it will not be called the Mandate of Heaven. It's like yourself, your daughter's death, your son's hatred, it's all fate, it's their own fate. Even if you saved your daughter in the first place, the ending would be no different from now. Why should you be obsessed?"

The old nun looked at Meng Chuanqing in surprise and said, "Do you believe in fate?"

Meng Chuanqing shrugged his shoulders and said, "To be honest, I don't believe it, I just say it casually to convince you!"

"Poor man, you don't believe in fate. ”

Suddenly, a sigh came from the woods. The voice is ephemeral, ethereal, as if it came from the sky, and it seems to float from the ground, it seems to be thousands of miles away, and it seems to be close to the ear, and it is unpredictable. Immediately afterwards, a sound sounded, the same fluttering, pleasant to the ear. Xiao Yin drives the melody, and the birds in the forest fly with their wings, and the sound of the song makes everyone seem to feel the way of nature.

Just as the four people in the forest were looking around, looking for the source of the sound, a wonderful sound accompanied Xiao Sheng, and then a figure fell from the willow branch. If Yan Shangci was present, he would definitely recognize this person as the woman in yellow who told her fortune in Canglang Pavilion that day.

The woman in yellow stood with a calm face, graceful and luxurious, and her clothes were gorgeous and colorful. It was still the same as that day, her shoulders were exposed, and the breeze gradually rose, blowing the clothes on her body and the things around her waist, and the sound of the ringing bells was pleasant.

"What a jade flute soul!" just as everyone was immersed in this beautiful music, the old nun suddenly sighed softly.

"This is the soul of the jade flute, no wonder it is known as the best news for the ages. The mist is lingering, and it can make people feel the way of nature, such as entering the realm of nothingness, and it really lives up to its name. Meng Chuanqing listened to the old nun's words, and couldn't help but sigh.

The old nun looked at the woman in yellow and said, "Those who can play this song are not ordinary people." Where did the donor come from, and why?"

The woman in yellow said, "Uncle Shi, I'm here for you." ”

As soon as the woman said this, the old nun was stunned for a long time, and the three of Meng Chuanqing all looked at her vigilantly. She and the old nun turned out to be the same family! Then could she be here to help her uncle, if she also wanted to force Meng Chuanxin to become a monk, would the three of them be able to resist it?

The three of them suddenly became vigilant, and the woman in yellow saw it all in her eyes, she smiled faintly and said, "Meng, like a dream, your surnames are all floating clouds." Only your blood is the right way. ”

The woman's words were mysterious, Rao is Meng Chuanqing is so smart, and he can't guess the meaning of her words, he said loudly: "Don't make a fool of yourself here, wouldn't it be better to say something directly?"

The woman in yellow suddenly shouted, "Ignorant!" As she spoke, a gust of wind blew on the ground, and the fallen leaves in the forest flew one after another, and the three sisters all took a few steps back. Then they saw the woman in yellow dance her hands, and the breath flowing in the air gradually became cold.

Within a few moments, white snowflakes were flying in the forest instead of fallen leaves. The three of them were amazed by this strange sight, and they all managed to resist the snowflakes that were floating towards them.

In Meng Chuanxin's eyes, this scene was incomparably beautiful, she suddenly gave up resisting, stretched out her hand to catch a snowflake, the smile on her face was incomparably bright, and murmured: "It's so beautiful!" The snowflakes fell on the palm of her hand and seeped into her body, her whole person seemed to be stiff, her face was expressionless, and she was motionless.

"Sister!" Meng Chuanqing shouted, but Meng Chuanxin did not react. Countless snowflakes drifted towards her, burrowed into her body, and soon she became a snowman.

The woman in yellow reached forward with her right hand, and a snow dragon pounced on the two brothers. The two of them only felt a chill pressing their hearts, a burst of qi and blood surged, and they lost consciousness as soon as it was dark in front of them.

The woman in yellow showed such a stunt, and the old nun was surprised, and said, "Your snowflakes have actually practiced to the highest level?"

The woman in yellow said lightly: "What I know is not just snowflakes, does Uncle Shi know what this means?"

Old nun: "You call me uncle, are you?"

The woman in yellow said: "My surname is Xue, and my name is Biyuan." ”

"It turned out to be the second daughter. The old nun sighed: "I really can't imagine that the five talents of Lingyuan back then fought against each other for the identity of the heir of the goddess, but it was the Snow Emperor who won in the end." Is he okay?"

Sprite Yuan said: "My father has long since passed away, and now I am in charge of Lingyuan Pavilion. ”

The old nun said: "It's been more than thirty years since I left Lingyuan Pavilion! There should have changed a lot, I don't know how many of the Lingyuan Five Talents were left?"

Xue Biyuan sighed lightly: "Ye Mingxin, Snow Emperor, Shui Baicang, Beiyingtian, Mu Xinxin, Lingyuan Wucai, now things are already wrong. In the civil strife that year, Uncle Shi, you faked your death and hid in the rivers and lakes, and the father and the third uncle fought openly and secretly, and they both wanted to train their daughters to become the heirs of the goddesses. Fortunately, the fourth uncle Bei Yingtian has seen through the situation since he was a child, and he quietly left Lingyuan Pavilion, but poor Fifth Uncle Mu and the eldest brother finally became victims of the battle between them. Now, Shui Lianhuan has been expelled from Lingyuan Pavilion by me, and no one will compete with me for the position of the heir of the goddess. But, uncle, why did you appear when you have gone into hiding?"

Ye Ming said in his heart: "Do you know what is the greatest sorrow of the goddess heir?"

Sprite said: "It's not sad that I've seen through too many people's lives. Uncle Shi, you also saw through Meng Chuanxin's life, so you came to change her fate? Being able to see what others can't see is a gift from God, not a sorrow. ”

"A gift from heaven? I used to think so, but then I realized that I couldn't afford it. If I didn't have the stargazing and fortune-telling ability of a goddess, I wouldn't have watched Wei Ai die in front of me, my son..."

"Uncle Shi, it seems that you have not fully comprehended the true meaning of the Mandate of Heaven. The death of your daughter, the departure of your son, this is your fate, and you are destined to die alone. You have seen through your daughter's fate, why don't you understand that her fate is the root of your fate, and your fate is the root of your son's fate. Your son's fate is the root of another man's fate. In this way, the lives of all people in the world are closely linked. ”

"You say my son, he..."

Sprite Yuan let out a long sigh and said slowly: "He was born very good, talented, and amazing, however, he is destined to marry others all his life, work hard, and die without regrets." You will never see him again in your life. ”

Ye Mingxin muttered, "So, everything is my own doing?"

"Uncle Shi, go back! Meng Chuanxin's matter, you shouldn't have interfered. ”

"How could I bear to watch her suffer those calamities, and if she fell into the dust, she would never recover. It is better to let her become a monk sooner, so that she will not suffer in the future. ”

Xue Biyuan held a fallen leaf and said meaningfully: "Uncle Shi, you are still too weak, you can see through one but not the other! Meng Chuanxin, she is the future demon mother, how can she become a monk with you?"

Meng Chuanqing and the three of them were woken up by freezing. When they opened their eyes, the sky was covered with snowflakes, and the white expanse around them made them think that they had come to a snowy wasteland.

"It's... Is it an illusion, or..."Meng Chuanxin looked at all this, a little incredible.

"It must be a fantasy, there is no way that someone has moved us so far from Suzhou. Meng Chuanqing affirmed.

Meng Chuanxin sat in the snow, his body curled together, and he shivered coldly, "If it's an illusion, how can it be so cold?"

Both brothers looked at Meng Chuanxin, and then the two of them did the same thing: they took off their coats and wanted to put them on Meng Chuanxin. Unexpectedly, Meng Wenwen glared at his younger brother and said, "Put on your clothes, you won't be able to stand it." As if knowing that Meng Chuanqing would refute, he added another sentence at the end, "I'm the eldest brother, listen to me." It was because of this sentence that Meng Chuanqing obediently put on his clothes.

Meng Chuanxin sat between the two, turned his head to look at his brother on the left, and then at his brother on the right, feeling indescribable warmth.

"If I'm not mistaken, this should be the goddess's mastery, snowflakes all over the sky. Meng Yan looked at the snowflakes in the sky and said slowly.

Meng Chuanqing said: "Is it the sentence of the legend in the rivers and lakes? Huiguan martial arts, wisdom in the world, snowflakes in the sky, Hanhai prophecy." Could it be that the woman in yellow is a descendant of the goddess?"

The brothers glanced at each other, thinking about the same thing: since the old nun is also a disciple of the goddess, then most of what she said will come true, is Meng Chuanxin really destined to become a monk?

"Snowflakes are a goddess's stunt, it uses the unique internal force of the Snowflake Divine Sect to urge the true qi in the body, and then force out the cold qi in the body. Then use the Gloomy Ecstasy Mind Method to make snowflakes from the cold to attack people's hearts, and then combine the two to create an illusion of snow-capped mountains. This kind of magic skill, as long as the performer does not fall, it is difficult for anyone to break the illusion. In the face of the goddess's stunt, only Xuanyuan was the only one who could retreat from the rivers and lakes. It is said that the Heavenly Demon Sect's Heavenly Demon Divine Skill can also compete with it, but I don't know if it's true or not. Meng rumors analyzed.

Meng Chuanxin said: "Xuanyuan Yanzi, the first master a hundred years ago? So, we can't get out?"

Meng Chuanqing said: "I think, can a heart-attacking technique like ecstasy be cracked by meditation? After all, if there is no heart, it will have nothing to attack!"

"Great idea!

"Big brother ......" was praised by his brother like this, and Meng Chuanqing felt a little fluttering. Immediately, the three brothers and sisters began to meditate cross-legged, exercising and meditating.

Xue Biyuan looked at the departing Ye Mingxin, his eyes were unpredictable. Even if it is a generation of masters, when she comes out of the dust, she will inevitably be heartbroken, and the pace of Ye Mingxin's heart is a little vain, and the so-called destiny has already scattered her Zen heart, maybe in the future, there will never be a floating cloud residence on the rivers and lakes.

"God is unforgiving, when did you learn to peep too?'ve watched long enough, come out!" Sprite suddenly slapped at the tree on the left.

The woman in white fell to the ground, her face still indifferent and indifferent.

Sprite Yuan smiled lightly: "I'm not optimistic about your brother, what are you doing here?"

God said without forgiveness: "Do you know that as soon as the snowflakes are shot all over the sky, they have no chance of survival, and the descendants of the goddess have also learned to kill?"

Xue Biyuan sneered and said, "How can you understand my intentions?"

Shen Wuxuan's eyes changed suddenly, and the jade hand was lightly raised, and a wave of energy shot towards Sprite Yuan. Sprite raised her hand and waved her hand, easily defusing this move. These two most unfathomable women in the rivers and lakes confronted each other in the forest, and they were not superior to each other.

The display of snowflakes in the sky is all dependent on Sprite's unique internal strength and mental method, and it is eclipsed. The reason why this mental method is in the first place is because the practitioner can also be distracted from doing other things while performing the mental method. While Sprite Yuan is casting snowflakes in the sky, she also has to fight against God's unforgiving, and she is obviously in a weak position, so she can only blindly dodge.

God's unforgiving hands are like phantoms, and wherever the energy goes, the maple leaves are scattered, the hands are together, countless leaves are rolled together, and finally turn into fireballs and hit the Sprite Abyss. Sprite wrapped her hands around the top of her head, and pieces of snowflakes appeared out of thin air, gathering into a snow dragon, biting the fireball, and both shattered at the same time. God is obviously superior, and at the same time as the fireball shatters, a few leaves disappear into the void.

At the same time, the three of Meng Chuanqing, who were in the illusion, were tormented. The brilliance of snowflakes in the sky is that it is difficult to distinguish between truth and falsehood, saying that it is an illusion, but everything is so real. The snowflakes falling from the sky seeped into people's skin, cold and bone-eater, like pins and needles, making people unbearable. The three of them relied on meditation to expel the cold, and at first they could still operate freely, but then they gradually lost their support, especially Meng Chuanxin, the woman's body was already cold, and after this cold, she was even more trembling.

Meng Rumore's cultivation is quite profound, and while meditating, he transmits internal force for her. And Meng Chuanqing beside him was like a state of nothingness, completely forgetful, the more he meditated, the more cold he felt, and the cold was so cold that he faintly gave birth to a wave of anger, which slowly evolved into murderous aura. Meng Chuanqing could deeply feel the murderous aura emanating from Meng Chuanqing's body, which became stronger and stronger, and he looked surprised, with a faint look of worry between his eyebrows.

This is the purpose of the goddess to pass on. In order to stimulate the Heavenly Demon Divine Skill, she forced Meng Chuanqing to be angry and angry, forcing him into a desperate situation. Once the cold erodes the heart veins and Meng Chuanqing is worried about his life, the Heavenly Demon Divine Skill will work on its own to protect the master. What she wants is this time to completely awaken the Heavenly Demon Divine Skill. Once awakened, Meng Chuanqing, who has no mental method, will not be able to control the Heavenly Demon Divine Skill, and will definitely fall into the demon!

The murderous aura became stronger and stronger, and Meng Chuanxin, who was sitting quietly, suddenly turned his head and looked at Meng Chuanqing with a puzzled face. Suddenly, a murderous aura came to her face, and such a strong impact finally made her faint. Meng Chuanxin was shocked, although he didn't know why, he still calmly took Meng Chuanxin away from Meng Chuanxin and watched from a distance.

Suddenly, Meng Chuanqing opened his eyes, and the murderous aura all over his body turned into a wave of energy that hit the falling leaves in the sky. The moment the leaves shattered, the murderous aura disappeared.