The leaves are pale, and the white dew is frost. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

In the early morning, the mountains and forests behind Xianmen Square were very clean, filled with a layer of mist, and it was hazy.

Under the cliff at the edge of the mountain forest, there is a waterhole, there are bursts of fog on the water surface, and the white fog in the air merges, the bottom of the pool is shrouded, there are many strange stones around the waterhole, strange flowers and plants, the clouds and fog are very beautiful.

On one of the stones sat a young man, dressed in a short gray robe, carrying a broken blade on his back, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, extremely delicate, and although there was a trace of sadness in his eyes, he was replaced by a wave of conviction.

"Uncle, I won't go to set up a tablet for you, even if you don't come back, one day, I will go to look for you!" Han Zixie came here because this place could allow him to meditate.

Then Han Zixi closed his eyes and meditated cross-legged calmly, he hadn't gone to practice in the past few days, and he didn't have the heart to cultivate, so he had been meditating here for the past few days.

It was noon, the fog gradually dissipated, today was Han Zixie's birthday, Han Zixi prepared the tools and condiments for grilling fish early in the morning, just waiting for the arrival of Xianyin.

Han Zixie seemed to think of something, pulled out the broken blade on his back, got up and walked towards a stone that was erected like a monument, and then used the broken blade to continuously depict the stone, and when the knife fell, three really bad words were engraved on the stone!

Scorpion Pond

Han Zixi nodded with satisfaction, smiled slightly, carried the broken blade back, and then came to the front of the waterhole, pinched his hands, there were phantoms overlapping on his body, and a shadow body walked out of his body and stood on the water.

Under Han Zixie's control, the body of the shadow body slowly solidified and became a transparent ice crystal state, but it could still move freely, but it was much more solid than the ordinary shadow body, which was the second form of Han Zixie's shadow soaring technique, the true shadow body.

The first state, the illusory state is called the Shadow Body, which is introduced in the original scroll of the Shadow Soaring Technique that Han Zixie took from the Hall of Ten Thousand Laws.

The original scroll of the Shadow Soaring Art also records the third and final form of the Shadow Soaring Technique, which is called the Celestial Shadow Body.

What made Han Zixie feel incredible was the Celestial Shadow Body, which could create an entity from the Shadow Body, becoming a flesh-and-blood existence, and it was not limited by distance, and it had thirty percent of the combat power of the body!

It's just that it's too difficult to cultivate the Heavenly Shadow Body, and now the limit of Han Zixie's Illusory Body is two hundred and fifty-six, but if you want to condense the True Shadow Body, you can only condense four.

And if you want to condense the Celestial Shadow Body, you need ninety-nine eighty-one true shadow bodies to condense a Celestial Shadow Body, and the difficulty of condensation is unimaginable.

But Han Zixie had a firm face, he firmly believed that he would definitely be able to condense the Heavenly Shadow Body.

The figure standing on the water suddenly moved, and then went straight into the distance, and soon crossed the distance of a hundred zhang, then one hundred and fifty zhang, two hundred zhang, three hundred zhang...

When it reached three hundred and fifty zhang, the shadow body appeared to scatter, and finally when it was about four hundred zhang, it collapsed with a bang and disappeared into the air.

Han Zixi smiled, the position that the phantom body could leave was about two hundred zhang of the main body, and the real shadow body doubled.

Han Zixi turned around and came to the stone again to meditate cross-legged, waiting for Xianyin's arrival.

In the afternoon, when the sun in the west was a little white and there was no warmth, Han Zixi suddenly opened his eyes and looked back in the direction of the cliff with a surprised expression.

Releasing his divine consciousness has become Han Zixie's habit, his divine consciousness has always been scattered, and at this moment, in his divine consciousness, there is a person coming from the cliff to the bottom of the pool.

"Why did she come here?" Han Zixie was a little surprised, got up and walked in the direction of the cliff.

This is a girl dressed in a light purple brocade robe, with a pair of eyes as bright as purple gems, clear and clear, as bright as stars, as if the spiritual charm in her eyes is about to overflow.

The long lilac hair fluttered in the wind, and with that extremely lovely face, it couldn't help but make people feel new love and pity, the white and flawless cheeks revealed a faint red pink, and the small mouth showed a touch of joy, and the fingers like mutton fat and jade pinched the trick, and fell from the cliff.

A year later, the body of the North Darkness Zijue is much taller than before, and it is more watery than before, with a wonderful figure, faintly appearing, clothes swaying in the wind, and slowly descending to the bottom of the cliff, just like a fairy from the sky.

It's just that when she just landed, the whole person stiffened as if she was electrocuted, her cute little face turned crimson, and her purple eyes stared at her in front of her.

"Son... Child... Rest... Brother!" Beiming Zijue's little chest kept rising and falling, and the whole little heart felt like it was going to jump out of the chest.

"Sister Zi Jue, why did you come here?" Seeing the appearance of Zi Jue of the Northern Darkness, Han Zixi shook his head slightly.

I didn't expect to see each other for a year, Beiming Zijue is still the same as before, always talking and spitting, and his face is always red when he has nothing to do.

"I..." Beiming Zijue's mouth was dry for a while, and his face was embarrassed.

Especially when she heard Han Zixi ask why she came here, her heart jumped again, and her little face turned from crimson to pale, if she wasn't a cultivator, she would have died suddenly in such a state.

Beiming Zijue found this place at the beginning, but because she pushed Han Zixie off the cliff, she only found Scorpion Pond later, how dare she tell Han Zixie.

"Forget it, I see that you can't say a word for a long time, since you can find here, it means that you have a relationship with Scorpion Pond, but you have to promise not to bring others here!" Han Zixi shook his head, he didn't understand this girl.

"Scorpion Pond... Hmm!" Beiming Zijue pondered silently for a moment, and then nodded heavily to Han Zixie.

Han Zixie returned to the stone she was sitting on before and meditated again, while Beiming Zijue followed behind Han Zixie, and when she saw the stone that had been carved by Han Zixie before, she stopped and looked at it quietly for a while.

Seeing that Han Zixie was meditating, Beiming Zijue didn't bother Han Zixie, and then sat down on another stone not far away, looking at Han Zixie quietly, with a bright smile on his little face, and his heart was a little rippling.

The sky began to darken, and although Beiyin Zijue wanted to stay here very much, if she returned late, she would be punished by her father and brother.

She bit her lip, walked down from the stone, took a deep breath, and walked towards Han Zixie, her little face a little hot.

It's just that when she was about to open her mouth and say to Han Zixi that she was going back, a white rainbow suddenly fell from the sky in the dim sky, and it appeared at the bottom of the pool in just an instant, turning into an old man with white hair and fairy wind bones.

"Immortals... Grandpa Xianyin!" Beiming Zijue was shocked, he didn't expect Xianyin to come here, and immediately bowed to Xianyin.

"It turns out that Xiao Zijue is also here!Are you also here to congratulate Han Zixie on his birthday?" Xian Yin smiled peacefully at Beiming Zijue, and opened his mouth with kind eyebrows.

"Birthday?" Beiming Zijue's little face was stunned, and the whole person was completely messy.

"Grandpa Xianyin, you're here, I'll catch fish for you!" Han Zixie's face was happy, and he immediately got up, and a shadow walked out of his body, and he was about to go straight to the waterhole.

"Wait. Xianyin's eyes flashed, and he hurriedly stopped Han Zixie.

Without waiting for Han Zixi to see clearly, Xianyin appeared behind Han Zixie, looking intently at the broken blade on Han Zixie's back.

"Hmm, what's wrong?" Han Zixie looked puzzled and turned his head to look at Xian Yin.

Finding that Xian Yin was looking at his broken blade, Han Zixi suddenly realized.

"By the way, Grandpa Xianyin, do you know this broken blade, why did the necklace my uncle gave me stick to the handle of this broken blade?"

"Hahaha... Okay, well, I'll tell you when I eat the fish. Xian Yin suddenly laughed, his face was quite happy, and his expression was full of pride, which made Han Zixi a little inexplicable.

"Since it's mortal food, then you have to use ordinary methods to do it, go and collect firewood, and then catch fish in the pool!" Then Xian Yin touched his beard and said to Han Zixi with a smile.

"Oh, then you wait, I'll go collect firewood. Han Zixi nodded, feeling that what Xian Yin said made sense.

"Sister Zijue, you are idle anyway, come with me to collect firewood!" Han Zixi looked at the stunned Beiming Zijue and said to her.

"I..."

"Xiao Zijue, you can go with him, and when you finish eating the fish made by Han Zixie, I will send you back. "Xianyin naturally knows the concerns of Beiyin Zijue.

"Hmm. Hearing Xianyin's words, Beiming Zijue's two big eyes lit up, and he nodded heavily.