Two hundred horses retreated north to Yueyang Tower, and three ponies returned to the Seven Star Courtyard.

The war never started, or it didn't start for a while. It's just that the verbal battle under the pavilion of Yuhengyuan is extremely intense.

"Let's go to great lengths to accompany you to ask the heavens, just to get this talisman back? Didn't you see the way the rabbits looked at you when we left? Did you hear the last cruel words of the little white face? You still want to go and find death!?"

Xiahou bombarded indiscriminately, foaming at the mouth. was obviously blown up by Xia Xun, because of the white bamboo invitation in front of the three of them.

Xia Xun scratched the bridge of his nose embarrassedly: "There are things I want on it... I want to check it out."

"What is it?" Mo Xian, who had few words, couldn't help but speak at this time.

"I don't know..."

"Smack!"

Xiahou slapped the stone table angrily with a palm.

"You don't even understand what it is, so you learn from others to play with your life? You really didn't hear what the little white face said? As long as you dare to go up the mountain and tread the snow, he will definitely let you die on the mountain. He is a disciple of Li Yan, and you have killed someone's master, and you still treat him as a joke with you? What kind of thing are you? People are rushing to the sky! And with a group of junior brothers! What is the difference between killing you out of your body and eating vegetables!"

Xia Xun thought for a while and said: "There are so many people watching the snow viewing platform, they don't dare to be ruthless on the mountain."

Mo Xian said again: "He dares"

"Huh?" Xia Xun was puzzled

Mo Xian said: "His name is Yin Tianci, the only son of Yin Zheng, the squire of the military department..."

Perhaps because he felt that Mo Xian was too cold, Xia Hou grabbed the words without waiting for him to finish: "And when Li Yan was a bachelor of Hanlin, he made a doll kiss with their family. If you say that he dares to kill you, even if he kills you, no one at the Snow Viewing Platform will say a word. Take a step back, it's a big deal to run back to Chang'an immediately after someone dies. What can we do with him?"

This time, Xia Xun pondered for a long time.

"I'll take the trail and try to avoid them. And ask Tianhou Mountain is so big..."

These words were like adding a spoonful of oil to the angry Xiahou, and the words were a little louder.

"The back mountain is very big! The question is how many people are invited to go there every year? There are 300 courtyards in Yueyang, and each courtyard is given four or five places. Look at you, people don't plan to post to the Seven Star Courtyard this year, and you still ask for a shameful face, and you just want to reply to an invitation with a name. Even if you step on shit and find one, you're alone, do you think you'll be able to keep it?"

"Then I'm going to try it too."

Xiahou was really angry, his face was flushed, and he couldn't speak. In the end, I really couldn't think of any words to persuade Xia Xun. Arrogantly said:

"Yes, let's not talk about it. From now on, I will live here until the end of the snow and plum hunting. Don't you want to take a step out of the Seven Star Courtyard!" After finishing speaking, he sat down.

"It's not good for you to be like this," Xia Xun said with an innocent expression.

"What's wrong, you're going to go out and be killed, do I want to go back to Xia Village in the future?"

For Xia Hou's unreasonableness, no one will have a good solution, unless he is more unreasonable than him, but unfortunately Xia Xun is far from him in this regard.

As for the piece of bamboo that made several people quarrel for most of the day, in fact, the Seven Star Courtyard receives it every year, but not this year.

It was an invitation called "Treading the Snow to Find the Plum", stepping on the snowfield snow behind the Wentian Mountain, looking for a few of the cold plums, in order to use the plum to reach the top and let the old man who lived on the top of the mountain give a few words of guidance.

This is the third floor that the pavilion master said, so Xia Xun had to go...

And Xiahou did what he said.

Since then, he has been staying in Yuheng Temple. Xia Xun returned to the wing room to rest, and he meditated in the pavilion to refine qi. If Xia Xun wanted to be discharged from the hospital to breathe, he grabbed him back to the courtyard with one hand. Even if he wanted to take watermelon and big fat to the night market, Xiahou also handed over this task to the cold Mo Xian to do it on his behalf, and the result can be imagined, it was a failure to go and return in defeat...

For Xia Hou in a state of rage, Xia Xun's intellectual knowledge is quite weak.

The ruffian is not terrible, but the terrible thing is that the ruffian has great strength. If you want to deal with such a ruffian, you can only find someone with more strength than the ruffian, and Xia Xun did this in the end. cruelly let Xiahou's persistence for many days, on the day when the snow and plum blossoms began, all went in vain.

On this day, Xia Xun got up very early, and after greeting Xia Hou, who was like a jackal, tiger and leopard, he went to the next wing room as usual, and led the watermelon to the largest pavilion in the courtyard for morning class.

At this time, Xia Xun would be in the pavilion and find Dean Yuheng to chat about the knowledge of refining weapons for a while. Xia Hou was never interested in this aspect, so he was annoyed to listen to their nagging, and stood at the door downstairs by himself. Today, as usual, the sound of reading aloud was heard in the building. It's just that the book seems to be a bit long......

Usually, after the dolls finish reading in the morning, it is a formal morning class, and Xia Xun will also come out. But the morning reading of the dolls today is too long...

It's been a long, long time since Xia Xun went in!When Xia Hou reacted and pushed the door in. Except for a group of dolls and the smiling Dean Yuheng on the stage, where is Xia Xun's shadow?

Xia Hou didn't calculate that Xia Xun and Chen Suixin had a premeditated plan. He didn't expect that Chen Suixin would actually help Xia Xun escape from Yuheng......

A big bird that went crazy shot out of the Seven Star Courtyard...

And half an hour earlier, the same big bird had been shot out of the same place...

Qixing is not close to Wentian, and it is a hundred miles away from the back mountain of stepping on snow.

Q Tianhou Mountain is very large, and the front mountain is less than 12/12.

Because in addition to the mountain, there is also a maze of towering bamboo forests that stretches for eighty miles and a lake for twenty miles, and it is not easy to find six Hanmei branches in a hundred miles area, even if more than three hundred schools and more than a thousand monks look for it together. Therefore, the time of treading the snow and looking for plum blossoms is as little as ten days, and as many as half a month.

In the battle for half a moon, there are often dead and wounded, and there are countless private vendetta and secret fights. Therefore, after the second session of treading the snow and looking for plum blossoms, Wentian Pavilion built three hundred-zhang high snow viewing platforms on the periphery of the back mountain, so that visitors from various courtyards and governments can watch the snow at the same time as a deterrent. That's how many casualties have been reduced.

When Xia Hou rode a crazy big bird to shoot under the snow platform, and saw another almost identical big bird stop there, Xia Hou suddenly realized that Xia Xun came out and laid out a big game for him. No wonder he flew all the way with a bird, but he didn't find any trace of Xia Xun!

In a rage, he ran up to the snow viewing platform where the birds were parked, and finally found the person he wanted to kill most at the moment in the fenced crowd.

He roared angrily, "Where is Xia Xun!?"

The person he roared at was Mo Xian, and in the entire Seven Star Courtyard, only Mo Xian could be that bird, and it was not slower than him.

Mo Xian didn't speak, and pointed to the entrance of the bamboo forest not far away. Looking around, I saw that Xia Xun had already entered the range of stepping on the snow, and stood alone in the rest area in a daze, looking around, as if he was looking for something.

"Hey!!"

Xiahou didn't have an invitation, so he couldn't go to that area. Suppressing his anger, he asked, "How did he get you to bring him?"

Mo Xian said coldly: "The master has an order"

"How did he convince Lu Suifeng and Chen Suixin!?"

"I don't know"

Xia Hou was furious again: "Then why don't they come by themselves!?"

"They can't come"

"Damn!"

Now that the raw rice has been cooked and cooked, no matter how annoyed Xia Hou is, he can only watch here.

Xia Xun on the other side, since he handed over the invitation, he stood in front of the entrance of this bamboo forest maze and quietly inspected.

This eighty-mile bamboo forest has a total of nine entrances, and there are countless forks in it, even if people who have climbed the snow platform to remember the entire labyrinth, when they are in it, they must be lost if they can't walk out of ten miles, because there are too many forks, the forest is too big, and the bamboo is too similar.

Before coming, the delusional Xia Xun also planned to use his much stronger divine sense after healing to find Hanmei. When I arrived, I realized what a ridiculous idea it was to use my divine sense to find something in this eighty-mile forest. Therefore, he still has to take the road that should be taken, but he can take fewer detours.

The sun has risen overhead...

"What is he waiting for?" Xia Hou looked impatient.

"Wait for someone," Mo said coldly.

"Cut..."Xiahou glanced at Mo Xian with disdain: "Who else does he know..."

Mo Xian also gave back a disdainful look: "Wait for everyone to leave..."

“......”

As Mo Xian said...

After all the disciples of the various academies entered the bamboo forest one after another, Xia Xun finally took a step. He chose the sixth entrance from the left to enter. In the two hours he observed, the fewest people entered through this entrance...

Less than 30 zhang into the bamboo forest, the world that was originally covered by winter snow began to gradually turn into a verdant green.

The snow covers only the top bamboo leaves, a thin layer on the ground, and in the middle there are clumps of cyan bamboo poles. Endless bamboo bushes grow around, and almost less than 20 zhang will naturally form a fork, these forks are large and small, and some even need to be broken by a sword. Such a dense green bamboo is easy to disorient, and at the same time, it is easier for people to have a fear of the unknown behind the bamboo.

Xia Xun walked very seriously, very carefully, and was not in a hurry at all.

At almost every fork in the road, he would stop and think about it before choosing which way to go. From time to time, sit down and take a few sips of water or take a snack like pickled fruit out of your bag and eat it.

Even along the way, as long as he saw bamboo shoots that he thought were growing fresh, he would spend a lot of effort digging for them, and then carefully wrap them and hang them around his waist. And sometimes he would walk in a hurry inexplicably, often running as fast as a sudden madman.

Strangely, when he ran, he seemed to be familiar with the forest, and he did not hesitate to make a choice when he encountered a fork.

As for Xunmei, he never seemed to have this mind, he was just between walking and stopping or running...

Yueyang Building Upper Floor,

Two bamboo slips are installed in front of the table, and two pieces of linen clothes are overlooking the railing.

The waist-length man, with his hands covering the blinding sunlight, looked far away to the west: "I find that you really care about this kid! Tell me, do you want him to live, or do you want him to die?"

Beside him was the Cao Pavilion Master, with a natural expression, and he also looked at the west: "I just want to see how far he can go..."

"You haven't seen enough of so many ways before, and if you put it down, it is estimated that he will really be killed by you. The long-haired man said playfully disdainfully.

"Haha......"

Pavilion Master Cao shook his head and chuckled, "Do you think that with his mind, he can't see my intentions?"

"Then he's stupid! Knowing that there are tigers in the mountains, he prefers to go to the tiger mountains..."

"Because he's going to take the food!"

When the long-haired man heard this, his disdain was even greater: "Your little life is going to be ruined by you, who will he take it from?"

"Actually, it's not just I want to see..."

Pavilion Master Cao paused and continued, "There is also the one on the top of the mountain who also wants to see..."

"Huh?"

The long-haired man was surprised: "This is what the old man means?"

"Haha"

Lord Cao Ge was a little helpless, looking at the top of the big mountain in the distance: "When people are old, they will always reminisce about time." Besides, when the descendants of the deceased come to visit, they will inevitably be curious......"

“......”

Snow Viewing Platform,

Those who cultivate to be profound, from top to bottom, you can see the eighty miles of bamboo forest, although there are branches and leaves covered with snow, but the figures inside are still faintly visible.

In addition to admiring the snow and surveying, several people will also discuss with the disciples of various academies who are walking in the snow to find plums.

As the lowest cultivator in this snow treading plum hunt, and Xia Xun, who is also the one with the smallest number of team members, must also be among them. It's just that he now has the label of the weirdest person again.

"This seven-star disciple named Xia Xun is a bit weird, it's not like it's just an out-of-body realm as mentioned above. A middle-aged man in blue said, holding this year's snow treading list.

"He's out of the body realm, and the people on the other side of Yueyang Tower have already confirmed it. But there should be something to rely on, he once crossed the three realms and injured the Wentian disciple of the Imperial God Realm, although he was seriously injured and almost died. A man with a long beard said.

The man in blue waved his hand and said, "No, no, it has nothing to do with cultivation." I feel that he is taking the same path as other school disciples, but it is different. After so many years of snowing, I have never seen such a strange junior. ”

"Well, I feel that way too. It seems to be walking very carefully, but it is not like it. It felt so casual that it made me think he was just here to walk in the snow. It's strange to be in the mood to sit down and drink water after thinking around the corner for so long," a man with an iron fan chimed in.

"What's even stranger is that he's also digging bamboo shoots," the bearded man added

"Old Du, what do you think?" asked the man in blue, and then several people nearby turned their heads to look at an old man who had been making quick calculations.

The old man did not reply immediately, and accelerated to continue the plan. The abacus should be made of ancient wood, and the oily brown color exudes an ancient atmosphere.

"Da... After half a moment, the old man was still calculating, and said at the same time: "Three hours into the forest, he should have met at least eleven teams, but in the end, he was skillfully bypassed by him at a distance of more than forty zhang. When the sixteen teams in front and behind were at a distance of ninety feet, he began to divert away. Of the forty-four forks he stopped, the final choice was basically the intersection with the least number of people. Every time he rested in place, there was a team within a hundred feet of him in front of him. There was no one in the radius when you were going fast," the old man paused for a moment, and continued:

"He's been counting!"

There are some differences between the people around.

"Then how did he calculate that the latecomers would meet?" the iron-fanned man doubted.

The old man said, "Feel"

The man with the iron fan smiled disdainfully: "Hehe, do you think he is a saint?

"It's not"

"Hehe..."The man with the iron fan smiled perfunctorily

"It's Divine Consciousness, Powerful Divine Consciousness"

“...”

"How powerful?" the man asked solemnly, without smiling

The old man accelerated his calculations and said, "A hundred zhang in a radius."

“............”

The crowd was silent in thought