The sky is vast, and the white clouds float in the sky. The snowfields are slim and silent.

The endless snowfield covered with ice and snow, the white and fragrant splendor washes away the filth of the world, and the majestic air fills the heaven and earth. Occasionally, the sunlight that shines through the clouds shines on the pieces of flying snowflakes, and the snow field suddenly presents a scene of clouds and clouds, and the image of all things competing is gorgeous and magnificent, such as the moon and the ground and the cloud steps.

The world is long, and the stars are moving. The blue sky is like a wash, and the wind is smooth.

On the distant horizon of the snowfield, a figure moved slowly, leaving neat footprints behind it. On the snowfield without day and night, this figure suddenly came to the center of the snowfield, and when he took this step, a delicate and handsome face was reflected on the snow, and he saw it, and the simple and unpretentious face still looked a little immature. The young man Yue Chen chuckled, his heart was slightly relaxed, and he continued to move forward, but this step was a few inches deeper.

In an instant, a dark cloud rose from the clear sky and fell towards the snowfield, and the endless darkness swallowed the light of the snowfield. The clouds slowly spread out, changing and changing, as if the demon was reborn and pressed towards Yue Chen. The footsteps that had just fallen began to sink deeply, and the dark clouds continued to press towards the snow field with a sudden gust of wind.

The wind howls and the clouds change. The dark cloud gradually transformed into a black dragon, flying in the air, roaring into the sky, shattering the mountains. Suddenly, a giant claw grabbed at Yue Chen. Yue Chen unconsciously took a step back, still stepping on the footprints left before, but this time the center of gravity of this foot was greatly lost, and the footprints were a little deeper.

The originally illusory black dragon has become a fire-spitting dragon, and the light of the dragon's pupils is proud of the heavens and the earth, and looks down on all things. In contrast, Yue Chen on the snow was like a snowflake, all shrouded in the figure of a giant dragon, fluttering in the wind. As soon as I breathed in, I felt extremely difficult and exhausted, so I shook my body lightly and took a step back. The force of this step is a little lighter.

Yue Chen sighed lightly: "This is fate?"

The monks in the Hongmeng Continent are difficult to count, and Yue Chen is only like a drop in the ocean, a drop of weak water. In front of the evil dragon, how much fear is there in the heart? The heart has nothing to support, what does the heart depend on, what does the heart send, and where can fear be born! The small courtyard in the depths of a certain mountain in Cangzhou is neither a heavenly palace nor an extraordinary jade hall, but it is the starting point of fate and the place where a heart relies on it.

In the past, when we walked out of the farmhouse and out of the mountains of Cangzhou, what was there to fear? What was our hope? Today, in the face of the raging winds and the arrival of the evil dragon, what is the reluctance to retreat? Between heaven and earth, there is permanence and impermanence, and there is tolerance. Everything has a destiny. The origin and the fate are extinguished, with the clouds rolling in the sky, the wind gathering and scattering!

The next moment, Yue Chen was relieved, his heart was as good as ever, his steps were even, and he walked forward. The dragon scattered with the wind, and the snowfield beneath his feet was carried away by the dark clouds. Unconsciously, Yue Chen was in a bamboo forest, facing the rising sun.

The sun is red, and the bamboo is green. The breeze blows on the face, and the bamboo fragrance is pleasant.

Yue Chen walked alone on the bamboo forest path, without distractions, leisurely enjoying the scenery. Straight to the fork in the road, one narrow and winding, the other wide and flat. The trail is the right path that Yue Chen has traveled all the way, but the wide avenue is a new path for the creation of heaven and earth. Because there was only one small road along the way, Yue Chen suddenly felt bored, so he walked towards the wide avenue without hesitation.

As soon as he stepped on the avenue, a dazzling light struck, and Yue Chen instinctively closed his eyes. The moment I opened my eyes, countless paths and avenues appeared in front of me, but my feet did not land. Yue Chen is like a rootless grass, floating in the air, not knowing where to go. When he was hesitating and helpless, on the buddy path opened up by the rising sun, another figure appeared: the clouds were ethereal, and the green silk was waist-high. If the shoulders are cut, the waist is as plain. Dressed in Luo, graceful and graceful.

"Who is she, why is she here?" Yue Chen asked himself in his heart, constantly searching for such a person in his memory, and said to himself: "Why does this scene seem familiar? Could it be her?" Thinking of this, Yue Chen hesitated a little and quickly chased after him. And shouted, "Hey, is that you?" and wait for me!"

The figure was also moving, dancing lightly, slowly moving forward. No matter how Yue Chen chased after him, the distance between the two sides was always kept a hundred zhang away, but he felt very close, very close.

"Who am I?" Behind the figure that was close at hand, but out of reach, Yue Chen's heart suddenly appeared such a question, "Why do you want to pursue her for thousands of miles?"

Suddenly, the yin wind was strong, the sky was dark, and the good bamboo forest fairyland turned into a demon realm. Countless demons surrounded her in front of her, causing her to disappear from Yue Chen's sight. Then, several hideous and terrifying skulls braved the flames of hell to kill him. Yue Chen's first reaction was to flee for his life. When I turned around, I saw her out of the corner of my eye through the gap that had not yet closed!

"Life is inherently death, what is the joy of life, what is the fear of death! Life is life, death is also life, there may be light and heavy!" Yue Chen shook his head and smiled bitterly, and took out a sword with seven colors on the hilt. Seeing that the demons had attacked her, her figure also disappeared into the shadows of countless demons, but this sword could not be unsheathed. Filled with anger, Yue Chen threw the sword at the place where she disappeared.

The colorful dazzling brilliance, the sword body is brilliant. Under the light of ten thousand zhang, the sound of Sanskrit sounded, and the sword body made a crisp sound of "zheng"! A cloud of light and shadow fell from the sky, submerged in the colorful light, and the seven evil swords danced in the air. The realm of its form and meaning is like a shock, graceful like a dragon. If the light clouds cover the moon, it is like a flowing wind and snow. The tip of the sword is dotted with stars, sometimes the Big Dipper is transformed, sometimes it is transformed into an inverted galaxy, and sometimes it is transformed into a Taiji immortal map:

The Big Dipper, Tiangang positioning, Qiming hanging, if the hidden dragon is in the abyss, ready to go; upside down the galaxy, deducing the avenue of mutual restraint and mutual growth, endless, endless, if the flying dragon is in the sky, leisurely; Tai Chi Immortal Diagram, Yin and Yang are distinct, Yin and Yang are transformed, Yin and Yang are harmonious, and there is no end to it. This scene is picturesque, deeply imprinted in Yue Chen's heart. After a while, the light and shadow suddenly changed, and the sword momentum fell to the ground, slashing all evils with one sword.

She's gone. The bamboo forest is gone. The sword and the light and shadow also disappeared together.

Yue Chen looked up, and several blue lights shone towards him, but where the blue light was emitted, there were three big words of rock that were born without roots: "Qinggang Peak!"

"Is it? How did I come to Qinggeng Peak?" Yue Chen's heart was like a galloping horse, the wind swept the sand, and the legendary "Qinggeng Peak" with magical power actually appeared in front of him. Just when he was in doubt and frightened, a shadow flashed from behind the Qinggeng Peak, and half of the face was reflected on the three big characters of "Qinggeng Peak". The moment he saw this half of his face, Yue Chen's eyes suddenly closed, his heart seemed to be out of his body, and his soul flew out of the sky, freezing in place like a dried corpse.

Suddenly, a giant palm poked out of the shadow, and under the light of the blue light, it became a thousand-armed phantom, and on this phantom, a blood-colored light like a human form was born. The blood was close to Yue Chen's figure, and a thin layer of spiritual power began to rise on Yue Chen's body, and the spiritual power was faintly red. This layer of spiritual power like paper, the moment it was sucked in by the blood, a purple layer like a feather and mist was derived from both sides. After the blood devoured this treacherous spiritual power layer, the light suddenly flourished.

At the same time, there was a sharp pain on Yue Chen's body, and he suddenly felt that his body was torn, his meridians were twisted, his blood was reborn, and the spiritual power of Yufu was infinitely purified. A thick, black, greasy layer is squeezed out of the mortal womb of the flesh and adheres to the skin. After the pain, I felt that my body was extremely comfortable, and there were many less physical constraints and restrictions.

Then, the blood rays were like peeling off a cocoon, repeatedly absorbing the spiritual power on Yue Chen's body, until the seventh layer. The brilliance of that blood ray has been extremely prosperous, but there is still something missing, making its brilliance invisibly convergent.

For Yue Chen, every time his spiritual power is absorbed, what he gets is the tempering and condensation of his physical body. These seven times of tempering and condensation, from the inner upper, middle and lower three dantians, to the outer muscles, bones and skin, Yue Chen's physical body was almost reshaped.

Yue Chen, who had lost his mind due to excessive panic, heard a faint voice in his ears: "Borrow your seven years of cultivation, and give you ten years of longevity!"

After the voice disappeared, Yue Chen's heart shook slightly, Yintang, Jizhong, and Dantian beat in three places, and the Lingtai gradually became clear, and his eyes opened involuntarily. In front of me, the shadow has disappeared, but the three big characters of "Qinghard Peak" are still there, and the two sentences that someone said just now are written side by side under these three big characters, emitting a circle of blue light, which shines with the blue light. Under the blue light, Yue Chen's memory seemed to be slightly interrupted, and no matter what, he couldn't remember the appearance of that half of his face.

Wu shook his head and sighed softly. Concentrate inwardly, and be aware of it. found that the Xuanyu spiritual power layer around him disappeared and disappeared cleanly. At the same time, a Xuanyu Spiritual Power Bead was generated in the Dantian Jade Mansion. When it appeared, it was much larger than its own spiritual power dewdrops, and it faintly felt more like a phantom, and when it was hidden, it disappeared without a trace, and the place where it disappeared became a "black hole". Fortunately, it didn't seem to have any effect on his own spiritual power, and he suddenly felt relieved.

At the moment, looking at the rootless big characters in front of him, there was no way out around, and he couldn't help but sigh: "How do I go back? Where should I go?"

After a long time, Yue Chen stopped spinning around, looked at the two shadows that were always facing away from him, and wondered: "How can the light of this shadow always emanate from behind me? The big characters that feel very close in their own consciousness seem to be far away from the sky, out of reach. No matter how those two figures run, they can't get close to the big characters.

"Little Tiger?" When Yue Chen suddenly woke up, he found that they were the two little tigers he had brought back, and exclaimed, "Little Tiger, come back quickly!" Before the words were finished, he also pulled his legs to chase after him. The two little tigers ran vigorously, and one did not pay attention and pounced on the cliff. Yue Chen shouted, and jumped down with him, holding the two little tigers firmly in the air. He stroked the two little ones and laughed out loud. At this moment, a small dragon ant flew up to his nose and glared at him viciously.

When his body fell from the bottomless cliff, lightning and thunder roared in the sky, the wind was raging, and the heavy raindrops fell on Yue Chen. At this moment, Yue Chen seemed to be in a fairyland, pleasant and pleasant, and the matter of life and death was put aside. And the storm just now quickly stopped, and the sky was dark after the rain. Yue Chen looked up at the sky and said, "It's dawn!"

Yue Chen, who was lying on the ancient jade bed, also woke up slowly, holding two little tigers in his arms, and a small dragon ant on his forehead. Yue Chen slowly got up, put down Xiaohu, looked at everything in the room, just shook his head slightly, and then meditated cross-legged.

For a long time, he sighed softly: "It's also true and illusory!"

After resting for a while, I suddenly felt sticky all over my body, and a pungent stench came out. I had no choice but to get up and get out of bed, come to the wooden cabinet, take out the clothes of the disciple of my own lineage, and walk out quickly, running towards the mountain stream on the left side of the cave spirit source.

This mountain stream is not named, and it has always been a place for disciples of the Taiqing lineage to bathe and wash clothes. Yue Chen first cleaned his body comfortably, and changed into the clothes of the personal disciple given by Ouyang Xiu in front of the Heavenly Killing Peak. Clean the old set again, and then go back leisurely!

One of the people in front shouted, "My ancestor, how did you become a human being?"