Time flies, a month flies, this afternoon, the sky is infinitely red, the twilight is long, everything is silent, the wind blows gently...... Shen Hao here, a gust of evening breeze blows through the room, and it is silent-

- Boom!

A roar suddenly came out, Shen Hao's room trembled, a burst of black smoke, mixed with aura of blue light filled the surroundings, the door of Shen Hao's house slammed open, and a figure inside walked to the door, it was Shen Hao. Silence, Shen Hao looked up at the red sky, without any expression, raised his hand with a few jade bottles in his hand, turned his head to look at the corner of the room, there were countless bottle fragments piled up.

"The last four Ming Qi Pills are useless, I ...... Do you want the Holy Dust Pill or the Wen Stem Fruit?" Shen Hao muttered softly, throwing the bottle in his hand over, turning into pieces when it landed, Shen Hao stared at the broken bottle in the corner, his face contemplative.

"The Holy Dust Pill is impossible, unless the Great Elder can give it to me, but-" Shen Hao groaned, as soon as he thought of this, he didn't say the following words, he knew that it was impossible, even if there were, the Great Elder would not give it to him easily, and he didn't want to take this risk. The Great Elder had a strange temper in his image, and he couldn't get killed. Sighing lightly, Shen Hao paused when his hand unconsciously touched the storage bag on his waist.

"No, I can't. Shen Hao sighed lightly, let go of the hand on the storage bag, walked out of the house dejectedly, and walked lonely in this small world that only belonged to him. Stretch your waist and lie directly on the grass, the grass is withered and yellow, but the taste is more and more mellow, and the breath has a unique fragrance.

"It's autumn?" Shen Hao stretched out his hand and grabbed a withered yellow leaf that fell in front of him, squinted to the side, the leaves of several big trees were yellow, withering one after another, the wind should be cold, but it blew over Shen Hao's body, but it was as usual, Shen Hao was silent, sealed all the cultivation, the wind blew, Shen Hao shivered, and hurriedly unsealed it. Looking at the sky, he opened his hands and feet, and suddenly, laughed. Mixed with the withered yellow and falling leaves, there is a gloom.

"It's going to snow here, but last time, you didn't know about it when you were in retreat. What can I say? A boy who missed the view?"

Suddenly, a vicissitudes of life voice with a joke suddenly passed Shen Hao's ears, Shen Hao was slightly stunned, and turned over smartly.

"Disciple Shen Hao, I have seen the Great Elder. Shen Hao looked serious, bowed in front of him, and the figure of an old man came out illusory, looking at Shen Hao calmly.

"It's not good to be too reluctant. The Great Elder said earnestly, raising his hand A ray of blue light flew towards Shen Hao, Shen Hao was shocked, and a breath of qi suddenly spread, this scene seemed ordinary, but Shen Hao knew that the injuries in his body caused by the impact of the spirit base were completely recovered at this moment.

"Thank you, Great Elder. Shen Hao lowered his head again and said, then got up and looked at the old man in front of him and smiled slightly.

"Lingji, you don't mean it, and you ......" The Great Elder stroked his beard and stared at Shen Hao with great meaning. Shen Hao narrowed his eyes.

"Great Elder, what does that mean?" Shen Hao clenched his fists, looked up at the Great Elder and asked. The Great Elder turned his back and looked like he was leaving.

"Ask your own heart. ”

A faint voice came, Shen Hao pulled his mouth, the figure of the Great Elder slowly disappeared, Shen Hao looked at the back and suddenly remembered something.

"Then" and "What about the back?" Shen Hao shouted at the illusory Great Elder, the Great Elder was actually stunned, and the figure came back, staring at Shen Hao quietly, Shen Hao pulled his mouth and laughed dryly.

"You know that the old man has the Holy Dust Pill, but if you use another ...... now" The Great Elder shook his head slightly, then turned around, and his body was illusory again.

"Meditate with peace of mind and think about your thoughts. A year later, the old man opened the tower for you and him. ”

The Great Elder's voice seemed to echo in Shen Hao's ears, and the words vibrated every word, and only Shen Hao could hear it. Shen Hao opened his mouth slightly, but the Great Elder was gone, and with a gentle exhalation, Shen Hao stretched out his hand.

"I know best, I've always felt that my spiritual power is not yet full...... In the end, what is missing? meaning? No, not only meaning, but also, what?" Shen Hao clenched his hands in the twilight, staring at the sky with sharp eyes, and then squinted his eyes suddenly.

"He?!Who is he?!!" Shen Hao said in a lost voice, his face was filled with shock and doubt, and his face sank a little. Bowing his head and groaning, the wind became crazy at this moment.

........................

Time is in a hurry, three months have passed in a blink of an eye, the season has entered winter, the sky is a little gloomy, snowflakes are blowing on the ground, and several big trees next to Shen Hao's house have withered to the point that only their branches remain, and even the wider branches are covered with some snow. The ground is also covered with snow, and from a distance, it has become a world of ice and snow. The snowflakes continued, neither big nor small, and when the wind blew, the snowflakes danced, and the door of Shen Hao's house opened. Gently pulling the handrail open the door, a gust of cold wind blew towards the house, Shen Hao just exhaled habitually, and walked out of the house as usual, wearing an ordinary green shirt and often wearing a blue hairband, almost this is his only image.

After taking a few steps, under the wind and snowflakes, Shen Hao turned to face his house, glanced at his house, and looked up, where it was verdant. The upper section of the fairy peak, the four seasons are like summer, and it is even more beautiful, and the scene of flowing water coming from the sky makes people quietly intoxicated. Originally, Shen Hao should also be in such an environment, but he didn't want to, for the beautiful scenery in front of him, Shen Hao just smiled lightly, this is not what he wants. Turning around, looking at the pure white world in front of him, snowflakes were flying, Shen Hao was slightly stunned, squinted and looked at his shoulder, which was also covered with some white snow. Knowing a smile, he didn't pat the snow off his body, but looked at the whiteness in front of him, Shen Hao exhaled a breath of hot air, rose into a mist, and walked out. The back was blurred in the wind and snow, and it was a little lonely.

"Snow Dance Qinglian tears, looking for my heart. When, what's more, why?"

In the wind and snow, Shen Hao laughed self-deprecatingly, confused, and free, making it impossible to tell whether it was the rude thief who was crazy and laughing, or the unruly literati who was drunk in the snow. It's better to say both. But on his body, the snowflakes did not fall, and his hair, shoulders, and few seats became white.

"What am I looking for?" Shen Hao muttered to himself, for the past three months, he had been immersed in his own perception, everything, perceiving into his mind, searching for his own meaning, his heart. But he was still wandering and confused, if it weren't for this heavy snowfall, or the advice of the Great Elder was effective, Shen Hao came back to his senses from it, walked out, and appreciated the former pure white world, everything should have been in plain sight, but Shen Hao couldn't suppress it, and he kept his doubts in his heart, and now he laughed at himself.

"Snow, the tears of the snow fairy, is it also my fate, Fu Xian Ban, everyone, everything...... These are all fate......"

Shen Hao, who walked silently, was constantly asking himself in his heart, confused and firm, intersecting in pairs, giving people a strange feeling. But under such a strangeness, his heart gradually calmed down a lot.

"Snow...... Shen Hao stopped, looked up at the falling snowflakes, stretched out his hand, the snowflakes slipped between his fingers, Shen Hao lowered his head slightly, his brows furrowed. Suddenly, with Shen Hao as the center, a gust of wind rolled up a pile of snowflakes and flew. Shen Hao's figure disappeared.

The sun and the moon begin to alternate, the seasons change, and the time passes without knowing the passage of time, and the time passes again to be nine months. A whole year had passed, and on this day, nine dark sounds came from the peak of Fang Immortal Peak, each sound was different, containing a strange feeling.

"It's here. ”

In Shen Hao's room, Shen Hao, who was meditating with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes, there was a sense of vicissitudes in his eyes, I don't know if it was an illusion, but it was certain that Shen Hao had changed greatly, his eyes were sharp, and he got up suddenly. And in a side hall on the top of the peak, a young man in a white shirt, with an extremely handsome face, but there was a trace of gloom between his eyebrows, and at this moment he stood at the window and suddenly smiled.

And when the Nine Dark Sounds passed through the whole peak, the whole Fang Immortal Peak was boiling at this moment, no matter who it was.

Qingyue: Heavenly Peak Tower, once in a hundred years, a thousand years of blue sky!

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