Water Lily Mountain in winter is really like entering a dream. The mountains are asleep, the water is asleep, the forests are asleep, even the air has a languid temperament that only dissipates from sleep, and all the colors are naturalized to whiteness. Only except for the sky.

In half a month, the wind and light night completely stabilized the realm of the middle level of qi refining.

At this time, the snow-falling mountain range has officially entered the winter, even if it stretches for more than 7,000 miles, the majestic like the snow-capped mountain range, in the face of the flow of the season, has to humbly bow its noble head, bound in the embrace of ice and snow, silent.

Standing on the shore of the lake, looking at the unattainable water lily mountain in front of him, the snow gradually disappeared into the four spaces, and the wind began to think about his cultivation plan at night.

According to Feng Beyu's arrangement, the first three months should be the bottleneck breaking stage, and then the cultivation of the second spell that Feng Qingye had been waiting for for a long time: the Wind Shadow Technique. The Wind Shadow technique is divided into two parts, one is the Wind Escape Technique, which is the only way to escape if you can't beat it, and the other is the Wind Instant Technique, which is the teleportation technique during battle.

Another focus of Feng Qingye's cultivation is the Xuanhan Forging Divine Technique, which is the method of exercising divine sense. Feng Beyu's request for Feng Qingye is to strive to use the icy cold qi of the Water Lily Lake during this time to make the Xuanhan Forging Divine Technique reach the second layer, that is, to condense the crystallized divine consciousness the size of the second grain of sand in the Purple Mansion.

In the art of Xuanmen, the realm determines the height of cultivation, and the divine sense determines the degree of use of spells, which is as simple and clear as the sky will rain, the rain will gather into a stream, and the stream will gallop into a river.

The first snow of winter fell for five days. In the cedar forest, many cedar trees of several years old were finally overwhelmed and crushed by the snow. In the forest, there is a "click" from time to time, which is the pain when the cedar has not been baptized by ice and snow when it bends its waist. If five full days of snow are a winter movement, then these crisp breaks are naturally the high-pitched notes that swirl in the music, highlighting a rhythm of tearing and splitting structures.

Unfortunately, the snow fell silently.

For five days, I couldn't stand the appetite and the wind and light night with my index finger moving, braved the heavy snow, and went to the small valley again. I wanted to catch a few snowcocks, but at the edge of the small valley, I picked up two frozen chickens, and I was overjoyed. Then, he cut down a withered cedar tree, cut it into pieces with a wind blade, put it in a storage bag, and returned to the soft spring light of the small phantom array, and made a fire to fight his teeth.

I thought that after cultivating, I could put the remains in this landscape, but who knew that a rare blizzard disrupted the plan of the light night, so I had to lie dormant in the cabin to cultivate with peace of mind. But he also walked out of the small phantom array for half an hour every day, covered with flying snow and cold wind, and carried out activities along the Water Lily Lake.

There should be no endless road in the world, let alone a snowstorm?

On the 6th day, the boy who stayed in the cabin had a faint feeling that the snow had stopped. Pacing out of the phantom array, out of the forest, sure enough, the frost condensed and the fog gathered, and the clouds opened and the clouds were colored. It's snowing!

The water lily lake was bloated with a thick layer of snow, the head of the forest was bloated with a thick layer of snow, and the water lily mountain was also bloated and fat, like a stupid big fat man. As far as the eye can see, the mountains rise and fall, all white and boundless, it is really: thousands of peaks, bamboo shoots, thousands of jade, ten thousand trees, pineapples, and ten thousand silver.

After the snow, the first sunny day, the wind is light and the night brakes the time, and the heart is also bright.

Dancing on the snow, walking to the middle of the water lily lake, the true qi turned, and with a wave of the palm, he swept away the snow in a square circle. He took out a piece of Xuantie Cold Jade Array from the storage bag and placed it on the swept ice, and in an instant, the cold air of a lake gathered.

Between the upper and lower teeth of the light night, he trembled and knocked a few times, and sat down ruthlessly.

The cold air is like a blade, the wind is light and the night runs the Xuanhan forging magic trick, the cold air enters from the waist Yu acupoint, passes through the waist Yang Pass, the life gate, the suspension pivot, the center, the Yang, the Lingtai, the Shinto, the big vertebral acupoint, and goes straight to the purple mansion.

In addition to the cold, there was also a heart-rending pain, which spread all over the body. The cold air is constantly suppressed, constantly stimulating the divine sense, and the two are in the purple mansion, intermingling, entangled and fighting, and blending together. The Xuanhan Forging Divine Technique was running at full speed, and a trace of cold qi was not only differentiated, but also turned into a pure energy moisturizing and nourishing wind and light night divine consciousness.

Nine hours later, the Xuanhan Forging Divine Technique was completed.

At this time, the wind was light on the night, and a feeling of weakness hit me. Quietly sit on the water lily lake, twist the flower trick in your hand, and slowly recover. In an hour, Feng Qingye completely recovered, and vaguely sensed that the divine consciousness in the Purple Mansion was increasing. Only then did I think that the pain just now was completely worth it.

He sat indifferently in the middle of the lake, staring at the circle of white mist around the mountainside of the water lily mountain, which seemed to swell and disperse, and seemed to drift away, and then he saw a palm-sized cloud sneaking from behind the mountain, like some boy who was playing hide and seek, running out of his hiding place, ostentatiously floating through the sky overhead, until it drifted to the end of the mountains, turning into a milky white dot. Eventually, the milky dots disappeared into the void.

The wind is a little obsessed with this kind of looking, or a little indulged in this state of emptiness: that is, although the eyes see something, the mind is not on it at all, or the mind is completely empty, static, completely different from the things seen, and has nothing to do with it.

In the winter of the snow-capped mountains, the night will come an hour earlier than the summer, but the sky is so blue, the mountains are so white, and the two colors are as pure as - like what - like a woman imagined in a dream?

But in any case, it will not be abandoned for such a color.

Let's sit here, half-squinted and half-awake until it gets dark. The wind is light and the night thinks so.

waited until it was dark, and then stood up, patted the ice and snow slag on his buttocks, and slowly returned to the small phantom array.

The water lily is still lonely open, like the closest partner of the teenager, two depend on each other, two look at each other. Ren and Lian stared at it for a while, Feng Qingye lay down on the bed, and took out a piece of jade slip from the storage bag, which was the Feng Shadow Technique sealed by Feng Qingye, and Feng Qingye put it on his forehead, and his divine sense probed into it, and there were more than a thousand words of mantra and Feng Beiyu's cultivation and understanding, and Feng Qingye was remembering and referring to it at the same time. Soon, I fell asleep unconsciously.

When I woke up the next day, I was a little embarrassed by my laziness. After fixing his mind, he decided to include his cultivation to the level of harderness.

He took out the Spirit Gathering Array Disk, threw it to the ground, and threw it casually, embedding nine Wind Attribute Lower Spirit Stones in it, and then sat down to start the first lesson of today's cultivation. In a big week, the spiritual energy in the nine spirit stones was absorbed cleanly, and the spirit stones were also broken into powder.

I feel good about the meridians in which I feel more and more true.

got up and walked to the door, turned around, smiled, made a thousand kinds of style, and said to the water lily flower inserted in the green glass cold jade bottle: "We'll meet in the evening." I felt that it was interesting to talk to the flowers, and I couldn't help but laugh again.