Although cultivators pay attention to indifference and forgetfulness, they cut down the mortal dust and seek the supreme path, but worldly love does not mean that it can be forgotten. In this cold winter, when the sky is snowing, they warm up a pot of old wine with their relatives and friends, and talk around the fire with candles and nights. Or chant poems against each other, bite the text and make words, talk about the past and the present. Or talking about love, a snowy night, it is a rare enjoyment.

It's just that these human beings have nothing to do with the young man in the martial arts ancestral hall, and after Yun Hao tried everything to resist the unknown terrifying existence in order to persevere, he fell into a deep sleep.

When he unreservedly launched the final blow from the soul, the whole world became quiet, the ravaged heaven and earth disappeared, countless extremely powerful creatures also disappeared, and even the last few big people who destroyed hundreds of millions of living beings and destroyed the world also disappeared.

The facts show that this place is still just like the world he experienced before, but this illusion is too realistic, so real that it can be confused with the real, so that everything Yun Hao does in this fantasy world is completely in accordance with his heart.

In the reckless world, there is no one else except the sleeping Yun Hao, it seems that the meaning of time has been lost here, I don't know how long it has passed, maybe it is a breath, maybe it is a year, maybe endless years have passed, until a certain point in time, countless white gods appear out of thin air in every corner of the illusion, it is a light that emits a soft light, and the mysterious breath above each god is uncertain, and the runes of the golden avenue are endless.

When the number of gods was at a certain level, they were suddenly attracted, and countless gods in the upper and lower four directions converged in one direction at the same time, gradually turning into a point.

This point is extremely shining, but then it seems to be an invisible big hand, with fingers as pens and divine rays as ink, depicting the lines of the Tao in the void, each of which is like a nine-song divine dragon wandering for nine days.

Towards the end of the depiction, a 'painting' of huge lines leaps into the air, spanning thousands of miles, and it is difficult to see what it depicts.

At the end of the depiction, the last stroke is like the finishing touch, bringing the whole 'painting' to life, each line is constantly wriggling and shining, and suddenly all the lines shrink violently, and the whole 'painting' shrinks at a rapid rate, until it is only the size of a person.

Take a closer look, what is depicted is actually a strange pattern, and every stroke and every painting contains an inexplicable rhyme, which is natural.

Suddenly, the pattern shook slightly, and the entire illusion began to crack, as if it could not bear it and shattered, the illusion fragmentation turned into invisible energy, and was instantly absorbed by the pattern, and I don't know how long it took, the entire illusion was completely swallowed by the strange pattern.

The pattern that emitted a soft light gently floated onto Yun Hao's forehead in a coma, and the soft light continued to submerge into Yun Hao's body, and finally disappeared into Yun Hao's body along with the strange pattern.

The Manghuo Mountain, under the cover of snow, seemed even more silent and depressed, and night was approaching, and on the road to Wutang, a thin girl was walking on the snow over her knees.

The girl covered her mouth with her hands, took a breath of heat, habitually rubbed her little face, she looked up at the Wutang Mountain Gate that was close at hand, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but show a smile.

"My brother should be coming out soon, I don't know how the past seven days have been!"

The girl waited quietly outside the mountain gate, and at this time, the gray sky fell snowflakes again, and Wutang was like an ancient beast under the night sky, sleeping deeply, just waiting for the winter snow to return, and the spring breeze was light.

Like this cold winter night, the disciples on duty at the Wutang Mountain Gate are reluctant to come out, and the small body of the girl under the huge mountain gate looks so humble, however, in the girl's heart, even though the world is infinite, even if the red dust is as deep as the sea, it is difficult to reach the person in her heart.

She smiled, and she smiled brightly in the cold winter night.

At the end of the snow-covered bluestone avenue, a figure slowly walked down, and here and now, she believed that he had returned.

Yun Hao was carrying the Qingtian Sword, carrying a backpack, stepping on the snow behind him, making a squeaking sound, his brows were tightly locked, as if he couldn't figure out something, when he came to the mountain gate, the thin figure came into view, all his confusion and doubts were immediately thrown out of the sky, and only peace of mind and warmth filled his heart.

"Sister, why are you here?"

"I'll pick you up. ”

"Oh. ”

"Go home. ”

...

The dark and snowy night seemed very silent, and the silver-gray earth was even heavier. On the land between Huoshan City and Xitang Town, there was a road, on which the thick snow creaked from time to time, and the two figures walked slowly in this snowy night.

Whether it is a hot summer or a cold winter, they enjoy the joy of survival at every moment. In their opinion, survival is the greatest happiness, and for this they can give everything.

"Is the Martial Hall Ancestral Hall terrifying?"

"Huh?"

"Aren't all the dead enshrined in the ancestral hall?"

“...”

"You've been in the ancestral hall for seven days, is that thing over?"

"Definitely not..."

"Oh!"

"The snow in the West Mountains tomorrow morning is definitely spectacular, and I'm going to see it. ”

"Heavy snow covers the mountain, sister, you have to be careful. ”

“...”

The quiet and beautiful snowy night seemed to be the only listener for the two, and occasionally a chuckle accompanied by the night came far away, far away...

The heavy snowfall in Huoshan City is very rare, it has not been seen for many years, and for ordinary people outside the city, the severe cold and blizzard have made their lives a little worse. For the hunters, the heavy snow covered the mountains, and they cut off the source of their livelihood.

However, for most people in the city, this heavy snow is really a delicious life regulator, a boring cultivation life, and the constant sunrise and sunset, it is really a great blessing to have such a snowy scene embellished.

The Chinese lights of the Chunfeng Building are high, and there is a bustling scene.

At this moment, in a room in the building, a small stove was exuding a strong warmth, and the poor girl got up and came to the window after eating the last snack, and pushed the window open, and the cold feeling poured in instantly.

The beloved girl whispered, "What did you find?"

Near the door, there was a black-clothed girl standing quietly, and when she heard this, she bowed down and responded: "Guisha Gang pays money, Shadow Hall comes out, this time... An old guy was dispatched. ”

"Oh?"

The eyes of the loving girl stretched endlessly, and the distant night was silvery white, and the crystal snow flakes with a hint of coolness fell in the slender jade hand like the person in the painting, "Let Lan'er go." ”

"Yes!" the girl bowed back.

The beloved girl looked at the horizon, where there was endless darkness, "Although the cause and effect are there, there is no room for a reckless and repeated provocation..."

The sharp whistling sound raged even more in the field between Huoshan City and Xitang Town, and the wind and snow covered the entire world.

"It looks like the snow is going to fall overnight. ”

"Well, I'm afraid it won't be easy tomorrow. ”

"You're a monk, no matter how heavy the snow is, can it stop you?"

“...”

There is a field between Huoshan City and Xitang Town, there is a big road in the field, about ten miles, Yun Hao sister and brother have walked most of it, through the endless wind and snow, they can already see where they are, and the two of them can't help but speed up their pace.

"Squeak. ”

Suddenly, Yun Hao's body slammed, and he suddenly looked back at the way he came, but there was nothing else except the wind and snow in the sky and the snow all over the ground.

Yunshang asked, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing, maybe I misheard. ”

Yun Hao's expression was solemn, as he said, it was possible that he had heard it wrong. But, on the contrary, who could hide the detection of Yun Hao's divine sense. If I hear you right, I'm afraid tonight will be a bloody night.

Yun Hao took Yun Shang's little hand, and his steps couldn't help but speed up a little, he had some bad premonitions in his heart, and at the same time kept telling himself that it was not impossible to hear it wrong.

Yun Sheng bowed her head and said nothing, letting Yun Hao pull her forward, and they would be able to go home in only a quarter of an hour.

"Whoa. ”

Maybe it's really the sky doesn't follow people's wishes, and the sound of the sound keeps coming from behind itself, and when it comes, the thick snow is constantly divided by a red sword qi, and the snow melts where it passes, revealing a pitch-black road, which is about to approach.

The powerful True Qi emitted a rolling heat wave, and the huge coercion was already overwhelming.

With a 'cang' sound, the Qingtian Sword flew out from behind Yun Hao, he gently pushed away the girl beside him, jumped and held the hilt of the sword, and with a wave of his backhand, the Qingtian Sword left an afterimage in the wind and snow.

'Click!'

The hidden red sword qi was shattered, Yun Hao was shocked out of the three zhang, his expression was solemn, and his eyebrows were raised high, "I can't leave, there are a lot of people coming." ”

Yun Sheng leaned behind Yun Hao and whispered, "Will you die?"

Yun Hao: "..."

At the same time, the wind and snow were flourishing all around, and within a moment, the two of them were completely transformed into a snowflake world within ten zhang, and the cold killing intent filled every corner here.

This seems to have become a strange world, and Yun Hao's sister and brother are the people who want to be killed in this world, the invisible coercion surrounds the two, Yun Hao's face is pale, she looked at Yun Sheng who was trembling constantly, and said angrily: "This is the realm, I'm afraid that this time I will really die." ”

Yun Shang's face turned pale suddenly, and he looked around blankly, "Xiao Hao, your cultivation is high, or you run first, I can't walk anyway, I can count it." ”

Yun Hao smiled bitterly in his heart, this is the domain, how to run?

"Hahaha"

At this time, a loud laugh came, and I saw a crack suddenly appear in the field composed of wind and snow, and a man in black walked out from the inside, and said: "The little girl is naïve in her thoughts, but you are in the realm, and life and death are no longer up to you." ”

Yun Hao sneered: "In order to kill such a waste person as me, you have really paid a lot of money." His sarcastic face tried to anger the Man in Black, but he was disappointed.

What ushered in was the stormy attack of the man in black, Yun Hao resisted very hard, all his actions in the field were greatly restricted, and even the Qingtian Sword in his hand was several times heavier than outside.

The man in black was surrounded by red true qi, and he couldn't kill Yun Hao under repeated attacks, he was a little irritable, and the attack in his hand became more and more ferocious. Yun Hao seemed to be struggling to resist, but in fact he was thinking about how to break through this barrier.