Fifteen chapters, a little heroic spirit, a thousand miles of fast wind

Wen Jian asked the principal of the Qingcheng Sword Sect a few words, but when he saw his tone, he knew that there must be something difficult to say. He didn't force him, his eyes swept over the rest of the Qingcheng disciples, and he picked a clever appearance and called out, asking, "What are you hiding from me?"

When the person who was called out to answer the words put on a bitter face, he turned his head to look at the door behind him, and stopped talking.

In this way, the copyist determined that the old crow's long-term non-return must have something to do with these people, so he said in a frightened voice: "I think you also know that the owner of the old crow is the Taoist who just flew away with the sword. On the first night of our departure from Dengzhou, he killed the nuns in the Nagarjuna Nunnery in the outer city, because a nun beat up the two boys he raised. After a pause, seeing that the faces of all the Qingcheng Sword Sect disciples had become ugly, he replied: "If something goes wrong with the old crow, you who eat and live with it are afraid that you will also be angry." If you have anything to say, you should tell it early, otherwise it will be too late to regret it, and I will not be able to help you. ”

"Alas......" The person in charge surnamed Yu sighed at this time, and said with an open posture: "Little Immortal Chief, I will tell you directly...... Yesterday at noon, I had a junior brother and the fairy bird boasting, saying that he had seen a fairy bird on the Qingxue Peak on the Chuzhao Mountain, and that the bird had beautiful feathers and a gentle temperament, and that it was probably a female ......."

Hearing that the senior brother in charge finally said this, the Qingcheng disciple who was talking to the crow yesterday also came over and said: "My words are really not bragging, when I was a child, my father took me to the Qingxue Peak to collect medicine, and I really saw a fairy bird who can talk." Yesterday at noon, I told the fairy bird and crow about this, and he asked me the direction of the clear snow peak. After eating, it said that it was going to explore the way ahead, and said that it would find some bandits to come out and eliminate the harm for the people, but I saw it fly in the direction of Qingxue Peak......"

When Wen Chuan heard this, he couldn't help laughing and asked, "Do you see that bird is also a crow?"

The Qingcheng disciple shook his head and said, "It's not a crow, it's so good-looking, I don't know what to call it." At this point, he added: "That fairy bird also has a master's family, and when it flew to ask me and my father why we climbed the Qingxue Peak, we replied that it was from collecting medicine, and when it heard this, it flew to the snow-covered place on the top of the peak." At that time, my father had good eyesight, and said that he saw someone on the top of the peak to greet the bird, but he didn't know whether it was an immortal or a spirit, so he was more vigilant in his heart, and hurriedly took me down the mountain after collecting the medicine. ”

"Seeing that we are in Qingcheng Mountain, this old crow has come to make trouble. That bird is really a female, but it's not a crow, how can it mate and lay eggs?" Wen Jian shook his head and scolded, and then asked, "What is the direction of the Qingxue Peak of Chuzhao Mountain?"

The troublesome Qingcheng disciple replied: "From here all the way to the east, there is a continuous mountain for three or four hundred miles that is Chuzhao Mountain. Among them, there is a stone peak that is almost high to the sky, and the peak is covered with ice and snow, which is easy to recognize. ”

Knowing the topography, Wen Jian instructed: "You guys should rest here first, and I'll go to Qingxue Peak to find it." If the Taoist chief returns, I will tell him to wait for me here. With that, he used the technique of flying away and turned into a blood-colored rainbow and swept towards the east.

For several days, he was nested in the carriage, and at this time, he flew into the air, and Wen Copying suddenly felt very comfortable. The last time he tried this Blood Shadow Flying Technique, he used the 'Escape Word Technique', which used his mana to turn himself into a blood shadow and move it over instantly;

There is Taiyuan blood and light turned into a barrier to block the wind, and there is no sense of discomfort at all. He swung his mana to speed up his flight, but he heard a loud "boom" behind his ears. When he looked back, he saw that the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi that was still but not visible was broken through layer by layer by him, and where he flew over, he pulled out a tunnel like a long dragon, leading out an immeasurable air flow to fill in.

Looking at the Bashu landscape under him, who couldn't help but regress under him, Wen Shu, who had never seen such a scene before, couldn't help but feel excited, and only sighed to himself: "How refreshing is it to be so free and unhindered! Before I got this opportunity to refine qi and cultivate the Dao, I had to take a plane in my previous life to see the white clouds in the sky, how could it be so comfortable and refreshing, if it was so comfortable every day, then it would really not be enough to live for long."

When I have attained the primordial spirit and attained the immeasurable longevity, I will fly around in this heaven every day, and when I am tired, I will go to the world to drink and listen to music. This kind of taste is something that the emperor in the world can't enjoy. If one day I step into the realm of the Dao Extreme and conform to the Dao, I will also be able to learn to open up a small world like a demon god, create immeasurable stars, and conceive countless living beings. When the time comes, I will be honored as an ancestor, and I will have endless fun as I want, and it will be even more beautiful!"

All kinds of thoughts are intertwined in the mind, and the copying also gives birth to poetry. In his previous life, he was also full of poetry and books, and he knew the words of the world, and a poem came into being spontaneously in his mind.

A little majestic air in the chest, the wind is fast for thousands of miles,

If he is immeasurable, he will open up the world and enjoy himself.

He had been racing for more than a hundred miles between the chantings, but when he saw a tall stone peak covered with snow on the top below, he estimated that he had reached the place, so he slowed down his flying speed and fell towards the peak.

At this time, his speed slowed down, and there was no roar in his ears, and he heard a heart-rending call: "The little man in the red robe helps! Help! Save me......"

When the sound fell into his ears Chinese he knew that it must be an old crow! He followed the sound and saw that there was a stone platform covered with ice and snow on the side of the clear snow peak, and the old crow did not know who had tied his wings and tied it to an icicle erected on the stone platform.

Harnessing the blood light to fall, the mana broke the icicles, and Wen Zhao took the frozen crow in his hand, and asked with a smile: "I heard that you came here to ask for a kiss, why were you still tied up? Who did it?"

The old crow fluttered into Wen Xuan's arms, pointed at the stone cave with his wings, and said aggrievedly: "I met a woman in the cave, and I just told her that I had come to see a female bird, and I didn't want to eat her slap me to the ground, and then I took a rope and tied me to an icicle. Little master, that woman is also a little vicious, if you hadn't taught me the method of refining qi and breathing a few days ago, I would have been blown to death by the cold wind......"

At this moment, Wen Jian saw that a person came out of the cave, but it was a woman in a green jacket, who looked to be only seventeen or eighteen years old, and was born white and beautiful.