Gu Tiannan sent Ling Cangxue back to Zixiao Palace, it was already late at night.

Walking alone on the familiar mountain road sprinkled with moonlight, Gu Tiannan looked up at the starry sky, only to feel that the world is vast, the years are silent, mortals are just as small as ants, and no one seems to be able to escape the life and death, joys and sorrows under fate.

Providence is vast, is everything in front of us already determined?

Gu Tiannan's heart was like this vast world, as if there was a layer of frost, and a feeling of emptiness suddenly hit.

When he walked back to Zixiao Palace, Gu Tiannan didn't go back to his room first, he turned around and walked to the east wing, patted the door of the ordinary disciples of Dongcang Pavilion, and shouted softly: "Tianyang, Tianyang, do you want to eat supper?"

Not long after, Zhao Tianyang, the second senior brother of Dongcang Pavilion, opened the door while getting dressed, he was sleepy, yawned, and slurred his words: "There is wine and food?"

"Yes! There are burning knives for wine, and there are meat and two vegetables for the dish, but you have to go to the kitchen to heat it up first! Let's go, come with me!" Gu Tiannan was extremely enthusiastic, he put his arm around Zhao Tianyang's shoulders, and dragged Zhao Tianyang out of the east wing with half pulling and half dragging.

"Senior brother, don't say it, I'm really a little hungry! It's rare that you have a heart!" was blown by the cold wind outside the house, Zhao Tianyang suddenly sobered up a lot, he put the white fat palm into his sleeve, and followed behind Gu Tiannan.

After half a ring, a wolf-like howl of pain came from the living room of the senior brother of Dongcang Pavilion, breaking the peaceful and quiet night of Little Lotus Peak.

"You have to spend money to buy vegetables, don't you need money for oil, salt, sauce and vinegar?!"

In the winter of the sixteenth year of the beginning of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, the cold wind in the northwest border roared south to the Central Plains, Yunmengze had a heavy snowfall, the water surface of 800 miles was frozen, and the undulating Dongting Mountain was covered under the snow.

Hongxuanzong is located at the junction of the north and south of the land of Shenzhou, snow is rare, and many junior disciples have their hands and cheeks red from the cold, but they all rush out of the house to find a good position suitable for enjoying the snow in the pavilions.

Disciples with some ink in their stomachs will chant a few elegant poems such as "When the six flying flowers enter the house, sit and watch the green bamboo turn into Qiongzhi", in an attempt to attract the attention of their favorite junior sister.

The disciples who read little will throw a white eye at the vassal and elegant person, slander the "sour and rotten scholar", and then run to the snow all over the sky to build a snowman and pinch a snowball.

For example, Zhao Tianyang, the second senior brother of Dongcang Pavilion, was squatting in the snow at this time, using his thick arms to pick up the snow near his body, preparing to build a white and chubby snowman like himself.

The heavy snow has been falling from last night to this morning, on the rugged and winding mountain road from Immortal Peak to Little Lotus Peak, the snow is enough to reach the knees, and the heavy snow is blocking the road, Ling Cangxue should not be able to accompany Gu Tiannan to practice swords.

Zhao Tianyang turned his head to look at the senior brother next to him who was practicing the sword drawing style without saying a word, and obviously noticed the disappointed look on Gu Tiannan's face, he stood up and stomped his foot, shaking off some of the snow stuck to the soles of his shoes.

Zhao Tianyang imitated Gu Fan's usual posture and put his hands behind his back, slowly paced to Gu Tiannan's side, coughed twice and then suppressed his voice and said: "How did the teacher usually tell you, you must be sincere in practicing the sword, and if you are not sincere in the sword, the sword will not be sincere to you." Tut-tut, looking at your absent-minded expression, you miss your daughter-in-law again, right? With your boy's squinting eyes, where did you become a sword god?"

Gu Tiannan's face changed, he put away the Huanchen Sword in his hand, leaned over to pick up a ball of snow, and suddenly stuffed it into Zhao Tianyang's back collar.

Zhao Tianyang bared his teeth and jumped up and down for a while, but unfortunately because his arms were not long and thick, he couldn't take out the cold snowball on his back after all.

Zhao Tianyang was not to be outdone, pouted his buttocks, grabbed two balls of snow, and chased after Gu Tiannan who was smiling.

Gu Tiannan and Zhao Tianyang have been playing together since childhood, and they are still brothers.

At this moment, a young and crisp boy's voice came from the direction of the stone hall of the Hidden Immortal Rock: "Hey, hey, you two idle fools, isn't that beautiful sister here today?"

Gu Tiannan stopped and turned his head to look, only to see a seven or eight-year-old boy standing at the door of the stone hall with a puff, his left hand holding a sturdy green ox with a head as strong as a hill, and a bamboo flute with a green body in his right hand.

This childish boy has two snails on his head, wears a blue cotton robe, and ties a withered yellow grass rope around his waist, with bright eyes and bright teeth, and an aura fluttering between his eyebrows.

Gu Tiannan plucked slightly, this little boy had come to Yinxian Rock before to watch him practice swords, especially the sturdy green ox he was holding in his hand made Gu Tiannan remember it vividly. At that time, the young boy in the green robe was very affectionate as soon as he saw Ling Cangxue, and a few immature and sweet "beautiful sisters" made Ling Cangxue smile, and he took the opportunity to fall into Ling Cangxue's arms and sprinkled Jiaojiao for a while.

Gu Tiannan thought that this young boy in the green robe was a child from a nearby village who came to the mountains to herd cattle and play, so he didn't care after giving him a few pieces of snacks.

Zhao Tianyang saw that the seven or eight-year-old boy in front of him was disrespectful, so he deliberately put on a straight face and scolded: "Well, do you know how to etiquette this little baby? Look at your emerald green body, green from head to toe, I see that you are either a cauliflower snake or a grasshopper ...... be a fine!"

Zhao Tianyang's eyes widened, trying his best to pretend to be hideous, and his two white fat palms rubbed the snow ball fiercely until the snow ball was pinched out of the water.

Gu Tiannan clasped his hands and looked at the young boy in the green robe with a gloating expression.

The childish boy was silent for a moment, lowered his head and rubbed Qingniu's neck, and suddenly said: "Alas, it's sad and lamentable, a good Hongxuanzong is actually in the hands of you naïve and stupid mediocre talents." Since that beautiful sister is not here, I don't bother to watch you two fools practice swords!"

After speaking, the young boy in the green robe let out a long sigh.

This long mouthful of turbid air turned into a rising white smoke in the cold wind of the Hidden Immortal Rock, and after a moment, there seemed to be an incomprehensible old-fashioned atmosphere on the child's innocent white face.

Gu Tiannan and Zhao Tianyang were both stunned for a moment, and then they both laughed heartily, Gu Tiannan crossed his hands and said with a smile: "Little baby, who did you learn this from? Maybe you are a good hand at playing the flute, but you may not be good at practicing swordsmanship and cultivating the Tao." There is a precedence in hearing the Tao, there is a specialization in the art industry, and everyone's talents are different, and the entry is naturally different. ”

"Just the two of you garlic, still cultivating the Tao, and practicing swords, are you not ashamed!" The young boy in the green robe raised his eyebrows and glared at Gu Tiannan fiercely, not only was his puffing appearance annoying, but he was a little childish and cute.

The young boy in the green robe shook his head and patted the neck of the green ox, and the green cow, which was as strong as a mountain, immediately knelt down meekly, and the young boy in the green robe stepped on the back of the cow, with obvious contempt in his eyes, and slowly left with one person and one cow.

Seeing this, Zhao Tianyang shouted angrily: "Little baby, since you dare to speak wildly, why do you run away with your tail between your legs? Don't go, if you have the courage, compete with your brother Yang for three hundred rounds! Brother Yang let you have one arm and one leg, and still beat you all over the ground looking for teeth!"

Gu Tiannan gave Zhao Tianyang a look and signaled the latter to shut up.

Gu Tiannan pointed to the back of the person and the cow, Zhao Tianyang didn't know why, and his face was dazed.

Gu Tiannan walked up to Zhao Tianyang and whispered, "Look at the four legs of that green cow, there is a snowflake on it?"

The green ox ridden by the young boy looked no different from the domestic cattle in the field, but it was only slightly stronger. But after the four corbels stepped through the snow, they were indeed not stained with a single snowflake.

Zhao Tianyang turned his head and glanced at Gu Tiannan, gave a thumbs up and whispered, "Good cow!"

After the young boy in the green robe rode the green ox away from the Hidden Immortal Rock, he walked all the way down the Little Lotus Peak.

At this moment, the heavy snow is beginning to stop, the blue sky is beginning to clear, the thin clouds are scattered, and the golden sunlight is shining on the body to look extraordinarily warm.

The heavy snow closed the mountain, and many pilgrims who couldn't go down the mountain walked out of the meditation room at this moment to stretch their tired muscles and bones.

Dongting Mountain is undulating for nearly 100 miles, and the mountain road is steep and tortuous, but the seemingly bulky green ox under the child's seat is galloping like a tiger, like a tiger and leopard, and only when the snow-appreciating pilgrims occasionally appear in the child's field of vision will slow down.

The green ox galloped in the snow of the mountain for about an hour, and the young boy seemed to have reached his destination, the Tianzhu Peak of Dongting Mountain.

Tianzhu Peak is second only to the Xingxing Peak in the height of the seventy-two peaks in Wudang, the mountain is steep and precipitous, towering into the clouds, just like a Tianzhu supporting the vast heaven and earth, so it is named Tianzhu Peak.

Because the Tianzhu Peak is too dangerous and the scenery is not outstanding, it is not open to pilgrims, and the disciples of Hongxuanzong rarely set foot on Tianzhu Peak.

The green ox spread its four hooves, and after a while, it ran to a small bamboo forest with flowing water on Tianzhu Peak. In addition to the sound of water, there was also a sharp whistling in the bamboo forest that seemed to be a sharp blade breaking through the air, and the young boy in the green robe raised his eyebrows, and secretly thought to himself: "I haven't seen him for a few days, and this kid's swordsmanship seems to have entered the realm again!"

Flying swords, no matter which swordsmanship sect in the Northern Zhou Dynasty, are stunts that can only be mastered by first-class masters, and Hongxuanzong is no exception. As long as it is a swordsman who can control the flying sword, there must be a realm that is out of the dust.

The young boy in the green robe patted the horns of the cow, and the green cow slowed down his pace and walked slowly towards the bamboo forest.

The green ox was too lazy to go ahead and take the path completely covered in snow, and it directly squeezed through the dense bamboo forest with its strong body, and the snow on the branches fell one after another.

Snowflakes fell all over the clothes, and the young boy in the green robe didn't care.

The bamboo forest was trampled out of a path by the green ox, and after a person and a cow walked dozens of steps to the depths of the bamboo forest, the sharp whistling sound in the forest suddenly became clear and clear, and it was indeed the sound of the sword roaring of the flying sword breaking through the air!

Listening to the sharp sound of the sword, the blue-robed boy held the cyan bamboo flute tightly in his hand, and his white cheeks showed a look of relief that was extremely incommensurate with his age.

The green cow finally stretched out its sharp horns out of the bamboo forest, and the vision of the young boy in the green robe suddenly opened up.