Xiao Qiao seemed to see Yang Zongheng's doubts, so he said softly: "I can hear what our master says. ”

"Master?" Yang Zongheng was a little unconvinced.

The woman who read the scroll was only in her thirties, and she was actually the master of Wuyue Mountain? Even considering that the mage might be able to maintain his face forever because of his cultivation, such a appearance still made him feel incredible. After all, most of the people he had seen before who were strong in spells were bad old men.

Before Yang Zongheng could speak, Liu Xiaoxiao said first: "I won't stay in Wuyue Mountain." As he spoke, he pulled Yang Zongheng and was about to leave.

Shizun didn't stop him, but said: "I won't force you, but there is something I have to tell you, even if you don't think about yourself, you have to think about this kid." ”

Liu Xiaoxiao stopped and turned around and asked, "What does it have to do with him if I don't treat my injuries?"

Shizun raised his head and glanced at Yang Zongheng and Liu Xiaoxiao, smiled meaningfully, did not say a word, and then continued to look down at the scroll on the case.

At this time, Xiao Qiao raised his head and thought: "Probably what the master means is that if you are seriously injured and die, he will also have a broken liver and intestines, and martyr you, so wouldn't you hurt him?" and then she nodded affirmatively and said, "It must be so." ”

Liu Xiaoxiao glanced at Yang Zongheng and asked softly, "Will you?"

Yang Zongheng was stunned for a moment, and then immediately nodded and said: "Yes, absolutely, if you die, I will kill myself to find you immediately." ”

Liu Xiaoxiao lowered her head and pondered for a while before turning her head to Shizun and said, "I am willing to stay in Wuyue Mountain." ”

Shizun slowly stood up and walked up to Liu Xiaoxiao and said: "There is a reason for me to do this, one is that we in Wuyue Mountain will only save our own people, and others will not make a move even if they are in danger; ”

"I don't seem to know anyone from Wuyue Mountain. Liu Xiaoxiao frowned and asked.

Shizun glanced at Yang Zongheng, and Yang Zongheng immediately understood that this matter must be related to him.

But he only knew Lu Pothos alone, and he had mentioned Lu Luo's name before, but it didn't work, as for the others in Wuyue Mountain, there were only Bai Shuang and Xiao Qiao, but looking at Xiao Qiao and Bai Shuang didn't look like they knew the inside story.

Who should it be? Yang Zongheng really couldn't think of anything else he had to do with Wuyue Mountain.

"Can't think of it?" Shizun asked quiringly, looking at Yang Zongheng playfully.

Yang Zongheng nodded a little embarrassed.

"If you can't think of it, don't think about it. After saying to Yang Zongheng, the master turned to Liu Xiaoxiao and said, "Since you have decided, then apprentice." ”

I saw that Xiao Qiao immediately moved a chair for Shizun to sit down, and Bai Shuang brought a cup of tea and stood aside.

Liu Xiaoxiao glanced at Yang Zongheng and was about to kneel, when Yang Zongheng suddenly grabbed Liu Xiaoxiao and said, "If you really don't want to, then we'll find another way." ”

Liu Xiaoxiao smiled: "It's not that I don't want to apprentice, but I'm afraid that I won't be able to go to the extremely cold place with you after worshipping the teacher." ”

Yang Zongheng said: "The most important thing is to treat the injury now, it's a big deal that I will wait for you to heal and then go to find the turtle and snake seal." ”

"Really?"

Yang Zongheng nodded.

At this time, Xiao Qiao was a little unhappy: "You two don't exist when we don't exist, if it were someone else, this kung fu would have been kowtowed to ten heads, and my master would have drunk ten cups of tea." ”

Shizun smiled: "I'm not a bucket, but I can't drink so much tea." He turned to Liu Xiaoxiao and said, "Have you decided?"

I saw Liu Xiaoxiao immediately knelt down, solemnly kowtowed three times to Shizun, and then took the tea from Baishuang and handed it to Shizun.

Shizun smiled and sipped a cup of tea, and said to Liu Xiaoxiao, "You will be my disciple of Huang Yunge in the future." Then he stretched out his hand to help her up and said to Bai Shuang and Xiao Qiao: "In the future, she will be your junior sister." ”

Xiao Qiao clapped his hands and said: "I finally have a fellow junior sister, I see which of them dares to say that I am the little sister of the Medicine Master Hall in the future." ”

Yang Zongheng was also happy, only to hear Huang Yunge say to him: "The man of Wuyue Mountain can't stay for a long time, you can go down the mountain quickly." ”

After speaking, he turned around and walked into the house, leaving the petrified Yang Zongheng standing at the door.

The face also became too fast.

In front of the Baisha Gate, several people said goodbye.

Liu Xiaoxiao looked at Yang Zongheng and asked, "Is the sword I gave you still there?"

Liu Xiaoxiao refers to the first time the two met, in order to thank Yang Zongheng for helping her, she gave him a short sword as a thank you gift.

At that time, because of the different identities of the two, she thought that the two might not see each other again in this life, but she didn't expect that after several twists and turns, Yang Zongheng became the person she cared about the most.

Yang Zongheng was busy rummaging in his Qiankun bag for a while, and Liu Xiaoxiao saw that Yang Zongheng couldn't find it for a long time, so she hurriedly said, "You won't lose it." ”

Yang Zongheng was a little embarrassed, to be honest, although the sword was good, it was just good, and it might be worth some money when it got to the pawnshop, but if it fought with those mages, it was still more vigorous to fly the smoke sword by himself.

If you haven't used it for a long time, Yang Zongheng doesn't remember putting it there, and it doesn't have to be if you don't wait to sell it to a pawnshop.

Yang Zongheng smiled awkwardly and said, "I forgot to put it there for too long." ”

Liu Xiaoxiao said angrily: "You didn't take what I gave you to heart at all." ”

Who would have thought that one day you suddenly want it again, Yang Zongheng was a little helpless, but he didn't dare to say it.

Liu Xiaoxiao was injured now and couldn't move, so Yang Zongheng had to continue to rummage through the Qiankun bag.

Suddenly, Yang Zongheng's eyes lit up, he took out a sword from the bag and touched his chest, and said with relief: "I finally found it, but fortunately I didn't lose it." ”

I didn't lose it, but is there any difference between this scene and losing it?

I saw Liu Xiaoxiao put a piece of jade pendant around her waist, tied it around her waist for Yang Zongheng, and pretended to be angry: "This is for you, if you lose it again, I will never spare you." ”

Yang Zongheng smiled, said goodbye to the three of them, and boarded the magic wheel and flew north.

Liu Xiaoxiao looked at the direction where Yang Zongheng disappeared in a daze, and didn't say a word for a long time.

Bai Shuang walked up to Liu Xiaoxiao and said, "Senior sister, can I ask you a question." ”

Liu Xiaoxiao came back to her senses and hurriedly said, "Senior sister, please speak." ”

"Since you care so much about Brother Yang, why do you want to marry the monarch of Liangguo?"

Liu Xiaoxiao looked at the place where Yang Zongheng disappeared again and said lightly: "If you can't marry him, then who to marry is different." ”

White Frost smiled and shook his head, noncommittal.

Xiao Qiao was puzzled: "Senior sister, what are you talking about, why can't I understand?"

Bai Shuang smiled: "You are very arrogant all day long, and you don't care about the world at all, how can you know? ”

Xiao Qiao was surprised: "Really, then tell me quickly, what's going on?"

The three of them laughed and walked into the door, and then the Baisha Gate collapsed with a bang, spreading out in all directions, and the white desert returned to calm again.

The farther north he went, the more sparse the crowds became, and after a month, Yang Zongheng could no longer see any settlements, but this was more conducive to his flight in the air, but the weather was getting colder and colder.

Yang Zongheng had already understood the information that Du Xingsheng gave him about the turtle and snake seal.

The Turtle and Snake Seal, also known as the Xuanwu Seal, is rumored to be held by the Arctic Xuanwu Divine Monarch, and has the power to call gods and ghosts and seal mana.

In ancient times, the Great Yan Heavenly Demon and the Xuanwu Divine Monarch fought for seven days and seven nights, and finally the Great Yan Heavenly Demon had the upper hand, and the Divine Monarch used the Xuanwu Seal to smash the Heavenly Demon to escape, and the Xuanwu Seal was owned by the Great Yan Heavenly Demon.

After that, the Xuanwu Divine Monarch called on the gods of the four directions to jointly destroy the Great Yan Heavenly Demon, the Heavenly Demon was invincible, the Yuan Shen left his body and fled without a trace, and the Xuanwu Seal did not know where to go.

After heaven and earth were sealed as gods, the Xuanwu Divine Monarch sanctified his body and served in the heavenly court, and once sent the divine beast spirit turtle and Teng Snake to find the Xuanwu seal.

A few years later, the Xuanwu seal was found in Tiandang Mountain, and the divine monarch found it, but the Xuanwu seal had been polluted by demonic qi and could not rise to heaven, so at this time, the Xuanwu seal abandoned it in the Arctic cold land, ordered the spirit turtle, and the Teng snake guarded it, and now I don't know how many years.

In the map that Yang Zongheng received, there was only the location, and it was not marked that there were divine beasts to take care of it, but Yang Zongheng was also mentally prepared, when he seized the three artifacts before, which time was not dangerous, but in the end, didn't they all turn the danger into a disaster.

Yang Zongheng was very skeptical about his own strength, but he was simply confident in his luck.

An iceberg towering into the sky came into Yang Zongheng's eyes, Yang Zongheng glanced at the map in his hand, and couldn't help but feel his heart pounding.

It's finally here.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound in his ears.

"Om Mani Horn Mi Mi", constantly repeated, modulated and frustrated, melodious tone.

Someone found the turtle and snake mark before me? Yang Zongheng wondered. Then he hurriedly drove the magic wheel to fly along the sound.

The sound grew louder and louder, and finally it sounded like thunder.

Yang looked at the surrounding snow-capped mountains, and it was amazing that such a loud sound did not cause an avalanche.

But it didn't take long for him to see something even more magical.

In front of the iceberg, an old monk, half-naked, holding a Zen staff in one hand and holding it in front of his chest with the other, his whole body was already covered with ice and snow, looking like an ice sculpture.

And the sound comes from inside the ice sculpture.