Walking through a thousand cliffs, there are thousands of miles of snow.

With the footsteps of light and dust, it is really difficult for the Baili Festival to chase closely, but fortunately, there is the snow ruin fantasy land ahead, and the snow ruin fantasy land is inhabited by flocks of snow phantom birds, and the snow phantom birds will lead the passing people into the illusion.

It is rumored that only those with the purest heart and the purest love can get out of the illusion of the snow ruins. Naturally, if you can not alarm the snow phantom birds, you can also quietly cross this borderless snowfield. However, such a chance is very slim.

Therefore, even if it is the same dust as the light, it will have to slow down to avoid alarming the snow phantom birds who do not know where they sleep in this snowfield.

At the boundary of the Snow Ruins Illusion, He Guang Tongchen suddenly stopped, and for the first time seriously looked at the Baili Festival that had followed him all the way. The four fields are empty, and the wind is surging in all directions, blowing and cracking the snow robe that is thin with light and dust.

There was no snow on his body.

He Guang Tongchen looked at the endless snowfield in front of him, and said calmly, "No matter what your purpose is, it's still too late to turn back." ”

The snowflake turned the black robe of the Baili Festival into a snow-white one, his eyes were a little confused, and finally asked, "The deity has done a lot of evil, and he has also moved the medicine master's most beloved woman, if he dies in this snowy region, isn't it just the medicine master's intention?"

And the light and the dust are silent, he has indeed moved more than once to kill the Baili sacrifice.

Of course, killing won't solve anything, except to vent hatred. But he was so bland that he didn't even hate the Baili Festival.

He was very unhappy with the indifference of the light and dust, and he suddenly raised his voice and shouted, "The deity tortured her so much, making her life worse than death, why didn't the medicine master kill the deity?"

"Life is also empty, death is also empty, whether you are alive or dead, for poor monks, there is no difference. He Guang Tongchen smiled, and smiled extremely gently, "Born to know pain, but death is hundred, everything you have done to her, how can you atone for your sins in death, the world is like a sea of suffering, boundless and boundless, and the poor monk just doesn't want to surpass you." ”

Baili Festival suddenly understood, thinking that He Guang Tongchen was showing mercy to his subordinates, but it turned out that He Guang Tongchen was already tired of him so far.

He is willing to cross the common people, but he is not willing to cross him.

Caught off guard by a mouthful of ice spikes stabbed straight to the heart, Baili Sai suddenly let out a desolate and desperate laugh, he laughed and Guang Tongchen after all, forgetting that he himself had crossed him.

That year, he crossed him to the end of the sea of misery with the light and dust, but he never went ashore in order to be with the light and dust. Since he crossed sentient beings in the sea of bitterness, he insisted on staying in the sea of bitterness and looked up at the dust with light every day.

For seventeen years, he has never forgotten the little boy who was younger than him but protected in front of him, with gentle eyebrows and a voice like jade, fighting for him with "equality of all beings".

Seventeen years ago, he was as young as a bud, although he had not yet grown into the elegance of seventeen years later, but it was the best appearance in the world that he had seen in the Hundred Miles Festival.

Baili Sai clenched his hands, suppressed his emotions, and pretended to be chic, "Since life and death are empty, why should the pharmacist have scruples, after the Snow Ruins Illusion is the polar Beichuan you are looking for." ”

He Guangtongchen sighed, "Your mind is not pure, and you can't walk through the illusion of snow ruins." ”

"How does the medicine master know that the deity is not pure? The deity wants to see who the person the pharmacist has in his heart, and the pharmacist can't help but see who the person who is unique in the deity's heart is. ”

After that, Baili Sai looked at Heguang Tongchen and smiled, and stepped into the Snow Ruins Illusion One step ahead, he was not worried that Heguang Tongchen would not follow, and said as he walked, "Even after the Snow Ruins Illusion, the polar Beichuan is also a place where there is no return, when the pharmacist came, he must have been ready to bury the bones of Beichuan, and similarly, when the deity came, he did not point to his life to go back alive." ”

Snow Ruins Fantasy Land snows all year round, there are no four seasons, and day and night, this world is only vast white, so the hundred miles of sacrifice that shook off a body of snow walked on the snow field, black and pitch, it seemed very abrupt. However, it was soon hidden under layers of falling snow.

It is very strange to be with the light, because he has the blood of the red lotus, so he is not afraid of the cold, and the cloth of the Baili Festival is steep, and there is no difference in the slightest. It seems that the Baili Festival is very suitable for the environment here.

Actually, the Baili Festival is indeed very familiar with this place. It was he who deliberately walked in front, and the road he led to Guangtongchen walked, there were no swamps, no thorns, and many crises lurking under the snowfield that Heguang Tongchen didn't know, he avoided them one by one.

In the heavy snow, He Guangtongchen followed behind the Baili Sacrifice and slowly walked through the illusion of snow ruins.

Suddenly, a shrill birdsong pierced the silent sky. Almost subconsciously, Baili Sai blocked in front of Heguang Tongchen, and Guangtongchen was about to speak, Baili Sai turned around and made a silent gesture towards him.

Baili Sai's eyes only showed a trace of tenderness when he swept over the light and dust, and then changed to the usual cold owl.

Another birdsong startled, and then a gust of wind swept up the falling snow all over the ground, and the Baili Festival immediately reached out to hold a handful of falling snow, and then the snow dissolved into water, and quickly condensed into ice, a long one, as sharp as a sword, piercing the sky.

The ability of the Baili Sacrifice to condense water into ice, he has already seen it in Linxian Pavilion and Guang Tongchen today, and the ice that pierced his back is not a small skill of carving insects, and Guang Tongchen looked at the Baili Festival again, and suddenly felt that the person in front of him seemed to be hiding some secrets that he didn't know.

At the moment when he was thinking about the light and dust, the Baili Festival had already stabbed the snow all over the sky with an ice sword, and at the end of the falling snow was a snow phantom bird with a red crown of snow feathers. When the ice sword was about to pierce into the body of the snow phantom bird, He Guang Tongchen Huo Ran reached out to hold the ice sword, and the ice sword quickly melted a pool of snow water in the lotus flame in the palm of He Guang Tongchen's palm, and then evaporated into a white mist and scattered in all directions.

"It's a snow phantom bird. "The Hundred Mile Festival reminds you to be with the light.

He Guang Tongchen replied lightly, "There is no murderous aura on it." ”

Baili Festival continued to remind, "Snow Phantom Birds don't kill people, they only confuse people. Those who have no love in their hearts will not find their way and will be lost in illusion forever. ”

He Guang Tongchen looked at the snow phantom bird, and slowly stretched out his palm to it, the snow phantom bird stopped at the fingertips of the light and the dust, and the light and the dust said slowly, "The poor monk has fallen in love with her." ”

Baili Sai's eyes suddenly dimmed, and said, "If you only love one person in your heart, the snow phantom bird will incarnate into the appearance of the person you love, guiding you out of the snow ruin illusion, if you are an amorous person, there is love but not single-mindedness, the snow phantom bird will not be able to perceive who the incarnation is, it will turn into a love thorn, stabbing into your heart, you will not only be lost, but also die." ”

In fact, the Baili Festival can't tell the difference, whether it is Qingge or Painting the Heart that loves with the light and dust, or both love. Baili Festival has seen Qing Ge, if it weren't for his countless knowledge of beauty and his meticulous observation, with only that vague memory, he would almost not be able to distinguish between painting the heart and Qing Ge.