"May the Light be with you. ”

The woman, who was called "Holy Maiden" by her knees, chanted a prayer in a high voice, and a wave rose and everyone got up.

There is no way, although this Holy Maiden is from Luoshui Holy Mountain.

However, it just so happens that because the relationship between the three sacred mountains and the "knowledge view" of one of the "one temple and one view" is extremely complicated, people have to admit that their unique status is respected.

It is said that in the early years of this world, the state religion was a dominant family, and all the people of all countries admired it, and later the state religion was divided, from which it was separated from the three holy mountains of Luoshui, Penglai and Xingji.

However, although they are separated on the surface, they are still closely related, so in addition to preserving their existing status, the three sacred mountains are still qualified to go to the Knowing and Contemplating to learn the Tao and observe the Heavenly Book.

All the ways in the world are different, but they all have the same origin and flow from the state religion.

The reason why the state religion can flourish for thousands of years, and then even if it declines, it can still stand, is the key to the concept of knowing.

Knowing that Guanben is one of the unknown places, it is very low-key and secretive, but because of the particularity of its own preaching.

Secularly, the state religion is its spokesman.

Although on the other hand, the 480 temples in Nanliang also began to gradually enter the world to preach.

But now the state religion is in the Eastern Qi Dynasty and is still admired by all the people.

After the split of the state religion, it still retains the two sacred and inviolable positions of the pope and the holy woman.

The status of the pope has been designated by the previous pope for generations, and the special status of the saint is inherited from the Luoshui Holy Mountain.

Therefore, Luoshui Holy Mountain, one of the three holy mountains, is the holy mountain saint of each generation, and also bears the responsibility and dignity of the holy daughter of the state religion.

The most well-known thing about this generation of saints is that she raised a white crane.

The whole body is as white as snow, and the claws are like ink.

However, the status of the saint is extremely noble, and she usually treats the world with a pure heart and few desires, and does not move eroticism.

Most of the people around him were taught the Taoism, and they all admired the state religion to a greater or lesser extent, but now they saw that Di Li had no respect for the Holy Maiden, and there was a slight frivolous tone in his gestures.

Everyone was already angry in their hearts, but they had already planned to endure it and be a shrinking turtle. Now the sudden arrival of the Holy Maiden undoubtedly provided them with a solid backing.

So some people want to move, and want to take advantage of the momentum of the Holy Maiden to go and "teach" the separation.

As a result, I never expected that the Holy Maiden would face the defilement, turn her back to everyone, and her cold voice suddenly sounded in her ears.

"This is the end of the matter. ”

"You've done a little too much..."

People opened their mouths in shock, but they didn't know what to say.

Then there was a burst of kneeling and bowing.

There were tremors everywhere in the room.

Some of the sect elders in the lead couldn't help but wonder in their hearts, could it really be that this holy lady was in love with the Sword Pavilion back then, so she entered the customs and became a saint in a gamble?

The cold woman still turned a blind eye to everyone's kneeling, the corners of her lips lifted slightly, and she slowly raised her hand to take off the veil.

The smile is very shallow, reflecting the snowy day.

However, there are still faint traces of time between the eyebrows and eyes, there are deep memories, there are girlish and cute teasing, and there are thousands of emotions.

But in the deepest part, what is hidden is a kind of regret and sorrow.

As the twilight grew late, the clouds fell.

Di Li still maintained that chic and natural posture, and in the silence, the two were relatively speechless.

The remnants behind his back trembled slightly, and his right hand trembled slightly.

At this time, the majestic voice of the Holy Maiden finally sounded again.

"Stand down, all of you. ”

So in an instant, some people turned the tip of their swords, some people went to the charm, some people waved their sleeves and retreated, and some people fled away from the wind......

A rooster crows and dogs jump.

Then there was silence.

As the night fell, the snow shone brightly.

The not-so-long-lost silence once again hung between the man and the woman in white.

An Ning had already asked the crispy to light a few lights.

Figures of people.

Not far away, a white crane fluttering its wings from time to time seemed to be looking for something, its long pointed beak gently pecking at the snow.

"Luo Rong..."

The sound of departing echoed in the quiet night.

Suddenly.

Plop puff puff!

There was a series of muffled explosions in the tall and thin body! Some places suddenly sagged, and some places bulged high, and the broken flesh was gone, and there were fist marks everywhere!

It turned out that Di Li had been forcibly enduring the fist intent left by Bai Jue in his body before, but now that he saw the old man coming south, he finally couldn't bear it anymore, and he had no intention of holding it back!

The snow crane screamed and jumped high.

The white butterflies flew one after another, and the cold saintess flew behind Di Li in a blink of an eye, her long sleeves stretched out, and gently hugged Di Li, who was covered in injuries.

Then the heavy curtain was raised, like a spring silkworm turning into a cocoon, tightly wrapping the sloppy away.

He couldn't wake up.

The veil of the Holy Maiden was covered again, and an indescribable coldness suddenly separated her and the man in her arms.

She hugged Di Li with one hand, her eyes full of pity.

The white crane has already fully spread its huge wings, and its claws are about to leave the snow.

Then she said weakly to An Ning and Crispy.

"Take his umbrella and come with me. ”

An Ning hurriedly dragged the crispy crisp and picked up the solar term box inserted in the snow, and then suddenly remembered the words of Di Li's previous words.

He decisively asked Crispy to pick up the black short stick, and then followed the Holy Maiden to sit on top of the white crane.

The crane roared, and the light feathers shook slightly.

The silent night sky was once again pierced, sprinkled with starlight.

......

An Ning sat on the white crane's body, the wind blowing on his face, he habitually squinted his eyes, and reviewed everything that had happened throughout the day according to the custom, but the sudden changes gave him a little headache.

In this short day.

He really saw how chic those high immortals were, how happy they were to shoot their swords, and how decisive they were to punch.

But why is it so bad?

Like, looking down from the mountain, it's not so clear?

It seems that there is not much difference between the mountain and the mountain?

He shook his head vigorously, trying to sober himself up, and Su Su next to him subconsciously rubbed An Ning's neck, An Ning turned around and smiled at Su Shu, and found that Su Shu was also smiling at him quietly.

"Ah, sure enough, it's enough to have crispy crisps. An Ning said to herself silently.

Then he stretched out his head a little and looked under the crane, the air waving above the crane's feathers as if it were dragging tassels visible to the naked eye.

Under the clouds, there are thousands of lights in the entire Weicheng.

He suddenly missed his uncle again.

Thinking of the first time the uncle brought him and Crispy here.

There is a good night in the world.

When he looks down and sees the darkness, he will feel lonely. ”

Yes, so high, so dark, of course you will be lonely.

An Ning looked at the lights of the hundred schools and was stunned.

A cold female voice suddenly pulled his thoughts back.

"Half of the sword weapon on your body was given to you by Di Li?"

The Holy Maiden lifted her wrist, and the black short stick in her hand flew into her hand.

"That's it, isn't it... It was left to me by my uncle. ”

"Uncle?"

The saint frowned slightly, gently stroked the black short stick in her hand, and then casually asked Crispy.

"Are you the Mei family?"

Crispy replied loudly, "My name is Mei Hanshu." ”

"No wonder it's so like..."

"Boy, pick it up. ”

As soon as the words fell, the Holy Maiden threw the black short stick high to An Ning.

"Don't worry, I won't covet the things of your junior, not to mention..."

She looked tenderly at the sleeping Li, her eyes full of pity.

"What's more, you're still the one who picks the pick. ”

"You said May... Uncle should be Mei Yuan, right?"

"Yes. ”

"He and Mi Li?"

"Sort of a friend. ”

"Uncle Yi will also have friends?"

"He is also Mei Yuan's friends. ”

"Uncle... Mei Yuan is very powerful?"

"For that generation, it's invincible. ”

"I can't see it. ”

"Yes, maybe I've been with Mi Li for a long time before. ”

"So where are we going now?"

"Go to a place where you have been staying for a long time. ”

"A place called the Sword Pavilion?"