Seven years have passed, and this year, the splendid realm is covered in silver, and everything is silent, only the snowflakes are flying and falling, a quiet and peaceful scene.

At this time, it was the beginning of December, and a month later was the eighth year, the eighth year of the migration of the three sects of Qingyunmen, Tuhuangmen, and Shanghemen to the Splendid Realm.

With the obvious support of the True Shengtian, there were no unsightly forces in the Splendid Realm to visit and harass, and the situation that the forces were most afraid of after migrating to the Spirit Realm in the past did not happen, and the three sects were very recuperating for a few years, although this had the help of the True Shengtian, but the strength of the three sects themselves was not weak.

Qingyun Gate Qingyun Peak, a flat land has been opened up on the steep mountain wall on one side, a hut on the flat ground, and a small fish pond next to the hut.

The hut is just made of rough wood and thatch, and there are only a few small pale colored fish in the fish pond, revealing an ordinary and simple feeling.

A young man stood quietly beside the fish pond with his hands behind his back, quietly looking down, as if an old monk had settled down, and had not moved for a long time.

The small fish in the pond occasionally floated to the surface, making a few laps of unnoticeable fine ripples, changing the air in their mouths, but also looking at the side of the pool a few times, and then ignored the man, dived back into the water and swam happily, continuing to chase and play with his companions.

If it weren't for the mountain wind whistling and the small fish swimming, time would seem to stand still, and it would seem to pass quickly for thousands of years, and the man didn't know how long he stood still, when a crisp voice came into the man's ears from the corner of the ice forest not far away.

"Husband, the news of the demon clan has finally reached the Splendid Realm, and the various forces in the territory are already in chaos," as the voice walked out of the corner, a woman walked out of the corner, the woman had long hair and waist-length, eyebrows and apricot eyes, Qiong's nose and thick lips, and the lotus step brought out a bit of charm and sexiness, "Only then did the disciples in the sect gather and send out. ”

As the woman brought out a few snowflakes fluttering from the ice forest, the flat hut that had previously resembled the scenery of summer and spring suddenly felt a little disobedient, and as the snowflakes melted, they gradually recovered and returned to the ordinary simplicity.

The man's figure turned, facing the woman, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and his eyes flashed like stars in the night sky overflowed with a smile, "Miss Liu cultivates weekdays, and she doesn't see a shadow when she is idle. ”

Hearing this, the woman immediately chirped: "You, when I was young, I didn't see you talking so well, and now you are an old ghost, but you have a flamboyant tongue, are you tired of me and my sister, and you can't take a concubine?"

The man hurriedly made a serious appearance, shook his head again and again, and waved his right hand in front of his chest again and again, "Miss Liu misunderstood, don't understand! The boy has no regrets in his life, and it is even more fortunate to be able to get two of them, how dare he think about flowers and grass at will, and lose the hearts of two beauties." ”

The woman no longer paid attention to the man's frivolous and exaggerated words, and walked directly to the man's side, the lotus arm was relaxed, the man's arm was bent, the man's head was rested on the man's shoulder, and the voice like a yellow oriole came into the man's ears: "Husband, it's not that my sister and I are addicted to cultivation and can't serve my husband's side, it's just that my husband's cultivation is progressing rapidly, and my sister and I have to spend more time on cultivation in order to avoid becoming a burden to you, don't you want my sister and I to accompany your husband all year round?"

The man was Chen San, and shook his head with a wry smile when he heard the words, but he blamed himself, "Wen Feng, you and Qingyu's thoughts, how can you not understand for your husband, you don't want to be a burden to your husband, why don't you want to ensure your peace and happiness for a lifetime?" It's just that everything in the immortal cultivation world is based on strength, and everything is utopian if cultivation is insufficient. ”51

The woman known as Wen Feng is Liu Wenfeng, one of Chen Sanshuang's wives. Liu Wenfeng was immediately stunned when she heard this, and then apologized: "I think my sister and I misunderstood my husband, it turns out that my husband has such a mind." Alas, cultivating immortals, cultivating immortals, cultivating is difficult, cultivating is bitter, but not as good as mortals, even if Nan Ke has a dream, he has also tasted joy and sorrow. ”

"There is no turning back for cultivating immortals, it is like sailing against the current, and if you don't advance, you will retreat. Now that you have embarked on this road, you must face the difficulties, the seven emotions and six desires can not be often touched, only to climb to the top of the avenue, is the day of happy and drunken dreams. Liu Wenfeng's words are not unreasonable, but Chen San also has his own opinions.

"Alas, don't talk about this, Wen Feng hasn't served her husband for a long time, don't lose your interest because of this. Liu Wenfeng said quietly, "It's been almost a month since the snow fell, and the outside should be made of silver and jade, and the scenery is beautiful, so we might as well go out for a walk." ”

"It's fine. The words fell, and the two turned into spiritual light and went to the sky.

The water was murmuring, beside a stream that had never frozen, and the two walked slowly, listening to the sound of ding dong, composing a beautiful movement into their ears, savoring a rare moment.

"Husband, did you say that Le Yi is married now?" Suddenly, Liu Wenfeng seemed to think of her daughter.

"That girl, just a stubborn temper, married?" I guess not yet?" Chen San grinned.

"Yo, how can a father talk about his daughter like you!" Liu Wenfeng raised his eyebrows and made an angry look.

"Isn't it? When we left, the girl was not too young, as the saying goes, three years old is eighty, even if the girl can be one hundred and eighty years old, this character, it has to be like that. Chen Sanyi shrugged his shoulders and retorted.

"You say, will Le Yi blame us?" Liu Wenfeng's voice lowered.

With a light sigh in his heart, Chen San's arms were relaxed, he put his hand on Liu Wenfengxiang's shoulder, leaned the woman against him, and comforted: "Le Yi doesn't have any cultivation qualifications, and her husband has also asked privately, she can find treasures to shape her spiritual root physique, as long as she has the heart to set foot in the immortal cultivation realm and walk that dangerous and difficult road." ”

Speaking of this, a touch of relief appeared in Chen San's eyes, "Wen Feng, do you know what Le Yi said?" She said, father, others may only know that the monk has great magical powers and an amazing longevity, but they don't know that the monk has been immersed in cultivation all his life, his life is empty and dull, the road is rugged and difficult, and if he is not careful, he will fall into the abyss, and his daughter knows all this. The daughter is not afraid of the empty and dull life, nor is she afraid of the rugged and dangerous roads, but the daughter does not like this kind of life, the daughter just wants to spend her life as a mortal, and taste the sweets, sorrows, sorrows, and joys, even if the life is short, but it is also wonderful and subtle. ”

Liu Wenfeng, who was leaning on Chen San's shoulder, was stunned for a moment, and it took a long time before he chuckled, and his words were full of relief, "It's good that Le Yi can think about this, in this way, except for her husband's sister, Wenfeng's biggest concern is gone." On the road of cultivating immortals, the three of us who have already embarked on it will support us together, and we will step on the peak of the avenue together, and when the time comes, my sister and I will definitely let my husband enjoy the joy of that Qi people. In the end, Liu Wenfeng was already smiling.

"Okay, I actually buried your husband. Chen San said angrily, and then he couldn't help but chuckle.

In the silvery day, two crisp notes were added to the beautiful music composed by the murmuring of the stream.