The more difficult it is, the more difficult it is, the more difficult it is, the more beautiful it feels in front of me.

In the biting cold wind, Youyun sucked the fragrance and minced meat crumbs left in her hands, and Chu Chu stared at Ji Yan cutely, hoping that he would give him another piece of deliciousness.

Ji Yan pretended not to notice, wiped the sword body clean, looked at the hole where the light flashed, and stretched out his left hand to Youyun, who was sitting.

"Alright, the meat is all eaten, and it's time to hit the road, or you'll freeze to death here." ”

You Yun was helpless, her jade hand was lightly held, and she was dragged up by Ji Yan and walked behind. She walked all the way, although it was cold and unbearable, but there would always be a wisp of warmth through the powerful hand, passing through, swimming all over the body, Youyun enjoyed it very much, as if she wanted to continue like this after exhausting her life.

Since she was a child, she has never had a playmate, only a nurse and a maid to serve her, and the Elders' Pavilion will arrange someone to preach the scriptures for herself, and she is even more respectful to her own children. Youyun is quiet and sweet in Babel, but what she longs for is a friend who treats her as equals, a confidant who can make friends.

I can't help but think back to the time in Frost City, time flies, I still remember when I played the piano, I was knocked out of his face, and the joking question: Am I good-looking? Now I think about it so ashamedly, I care more and more about his feelings, is he too frivolous, he won't hate himself, right?

Cranky thinking is the most able to kill time, and he didn't pay attention, but he had already bumped into Ji Yan's body.

"Oops, why don't you leave?"

The man stood stiffly in front of him, his blue and white robe fluttering in the wind, and his black snake-like hair obscuring his vision.

Youyun jumped around Ji Yan and looked ahead, her jade hand covering her small mouth.

Oh my God, is this an ice palace? The carved railings are still there, but they are made of frost, and the smooth pavement is paved with black ice crystals. There is a jade platform in the middle of the ice carved garden, but there is a black box on top of the jade platform, shining with light, illuminating the entire spacious cave.

The two looked at each other with great curiosity, and walked towards the box. When I got closer, I realized that this cold and biting cold air was actually emanating from the body of the box. The box was more than a foot long and half a foot wide, like a woman's dressing box, but it was pitch black, and only the simple ornamentation depicted seven villains on the top of the box, and they looked at the three adults on the other side across the river. Some of the seven villains are strong and powerful, some are heroic, and some are full of spirituality...... The three people on the opposite side are on top of the three Jiangzhu, all of them are young fairies with charming figures.

"This is the soul map of Taoism?!It's really strange that it's engraved on this black box. ”

After Ji Yan finished watching the picture, he was surprised to hear Youyun on the side.

"Strange, these are the Seven Spirits, then these three people are the three souls, but why are the three souls also separated?"

Although Youyun dabbled in this kind of knowledge in the library pavilion, the three souls in the soul map in her mind were sitting together and looking at the seven spirits across the river, but now this picture was a little strange.

"Then this box is related to the soul?" Ji Yan looked around the box, stretched out his hand and touched it slightly, as if facing a great enemy.

Under the nervous gaze, nothing happened.

"Shall we open it and take a look?" Although Yu Yun didn't know the origin of this box, her curiosity urged her to open it and find out.

"You think I'm not curious? It's just that I can't even see the cracks in this box, I'm afraid it's one, it's just that we're happy!"

When Youyun heard this, she took a closer look, and she only paid attention to the ornament earlier, but at this moment, she found that there was no gap between the lid and the body of the box, and it was originally a whole.

After several attempts, the two had no fear of the wooden box, just an ordinary box, no matter how they fiddled, there was no horror.

Youyun used a hairpin to find a gap, trying to pry open the box, but to no avail.

In desperation, when Youyun had already given up and rested on the ice sculpture instead, Ji Yan thought of the word "quick knife to cut the mess", and immediately stopped hesitating, pulled out Qingping, who was still trembling, and in Youyun's surprised gaze, a sword was cut down and slashed on the body of the box.

Only the breathing of each other and the shouts of the wind blowing at the entrance of the cave could be heard, and the two looked at each other, and everything was calm. The two of them were disappointed, maybe for thousands of years, even if there were any ghosts sealed here, they would have been trapped here for thousands of years.

Looking around, this cave has no extra route to other places, as if it is already a dead end, announcing the fate of the two - trapped death.

Yu Yun didn't care, looking at the ice crystal palace, groping around.

"Idiot, what are you thinking about?" Seeing Ji Yan standing alone on the edge of the jade platform, constantly looking at himself, Youyun was curious, so he asked.

“...... Yun'er, in fact, you shouldn't have come down to save me, but now at this point, I hurt you. ”

Ji Yan said that in the end, there was no voice, and his heart was full of self-blame, would others be hurt because of himself?

It was still that jade hand, which gently pinched the bridge of his nose, and it was able to warm the cold smile and bloom.

"Are you thinking about that sloppy old crazy talk again? Do you think I want to come down to save you? It was I who was careless, and I was also knocked down by that dragon Ze with a feather fan on the surface of the lake, and I couldn't go ashore, so I had no choice but to find you. ”

Youyun's face was full of disdain, and he said jokingly.

"Don't think that you are fragrant, besides, the wind here proves that there is still a mouth, as long as you work hard to find a way out, there is still a way, na, don't always be depressed, be full of fighting spirit!"

As if it was a heart booster, Ji Yan looked at the lovely and moving Youyun, as if the dark clouds had been dispelled, and he didn't think much about it in his heart, and took the initiative to search around, looking for that trace of life.

An hour passed, and Ji Yan continued, constantly tapping the ice rock with Qingping. It's just that when he turned around, he found that Youyun had fallen asleep leaning against the ice sculpture pavilion at some point. Ji Yan was speechless, this girl was really open-minded, she didn't know her situation, walked in front of her, gently covered her coat on Youyun's body, and continued to search.

After another half an hour, fruitless search, Ji Yan leaned on the side of the jade platform, looked at Qingping, who had been trembling, and suddenly took down the black box on the stage.

Since it is difficult to cut it, I will pry it with the tip of my sword, and I have to pry it open.

It's just that as soon as the blade of the sword touched the middle of the box, a black light flashed, and a crisp sound came, and a flowing golden thread went around the box to both sides.

Staring at the gap that had just appeared, Ji Yan cleaned up his excited heart and slowly opened the box. There was no earth-shattering sound, no terrifying picture, only a cloud of smoke that seemed to have been shaken off for many years, and a gray cloud of smoke swayed in the air.

But soon, when Ji Yan was startled, all the cold accumulation, centered on this cloud of smoke, like a long whale sucking water, all of them were sucked away. After a while, this underground world was no longer as cold as before, but the smoke above his head was pitch black, emitting a jealousy and chill that made his soul tremble.

But this black smoke gradually turned into a faint phantom, a translucent skirt, white skin, and a little sister appeared above her head. This cute sister, dressed in a black tunic palace dress, squinted a pair of charming and slender eyes, and looked down.

"Hey, young man!"

Ji Yan stared at the girl above her head so blankly that she forgot that she was talking to herself.

"How long is life?" the girl was still black smoke below her calf, and leaned down lightly to ask Ji Yan. The voice was ethereal, like the black smoke surrounding Ji Yan at the moment, not real enough.

"For mortals, it is less than a hundred years, if it is a cultivator, maybe hundreds of years, maybe nearly a thousand years. Ji Yan looked at the girl in front of her, and for some reason, patiently explained.

"You let me out?" sleepy-eyed, the girl seemed to wake up, opened the pair of winkling eyes, and looked at the man below.

Ji Yan didn't know how to answer, she split it herself?

Seeing that Ji Yan nodded, and saw the Qingping sword with Qinglian printed on the surface of the pitch black, the girl frowned, and muttered at the moment: "This sword is so familiar, why can't I remember it?"

"Are you the Hell-Chilling Spirit?Ice Armor Demon Ying Dragon's cultivation of the Hell-Evil Spirit?"

Ji Yan had a flash of inspiration, connected the things before and after, and exclaimed in amazement.

The girl swirled around Ji Yan, shuttling through the smoke, and at the slightest touch, a black ice crystal condensed. Putting his finger in his small mouth and sucking it, those big bright eyes stared at Ji Yan as if remembering.

"I have a good power of the underworld, but people have a name, called Hanyan, and the cold air sounds a little poor and sour, and it is not good. ”

The cold smoke swayed in the air, like smoke, smart and charming.

"Is that Ice Armor Demon Ying Dragon you said a small winged loach from a long time ago?" Han Yan struggled to remember, and finally thought of something funny, crawling on Ji Yan's back, smiling mischievously.

"Giggles, that loach wanted to sleep near my room, but couldn't get in, so I used my mana to make a small bed outside, and let it play with me and sleep with me. But it's a glutton, and it knows how to eat what I make, and it's naughty. ”

Ji Yan listened to the girl's joke, and thought to herself that Ying Long had obtained the power of the underworld in this way, and couldn't help but be a little funny.

It's just that suddenly the picture in front of him turned, and in the black fog, Ji Yan saw a scholar dressed in white, handsome and extraordinary, born in a rich and noble family. This man has read poetry and books since he was a child, and he scoffs at the teachings of monasticism, which is really nonsense. At a young age, he was appreciated by the emperor, and he went to a foreign country for the court, and he fought with Confucianism, and without spending a single soldier, he made the barbarians bow down and profess to the ministers, and when he returned to China, he worshiped as the secretary.

As if the pages of the book were turned over, in the dilapidated mansion, a gloomy Taoist raised his hand, and the only personal guard in the family fell to the ground.

"Ji Yuyue, you despise us and other cultivators, and you end up in this situation, it's really a curse! Haha......"

The man is now heroic, he is a young man, facing the terrible and terrifying scene in front of him, he is not chaotic, and his eyes are full of righteousness.

"National teacher, you pretended to be a god in front of the emperor, brutalized Zhongliang, and even refined poison to paralyze the saint, did you really deceive me and no one?

The Ji family died tragically, and everyone in the capital knew about it, but everyone in the world believed in Taoism, so they thought that today's Shangqing was insulting the heavenly master and causing disasters.

"Aiqing, the national teacher said that you don't believe in the Emperor of Heaven, which led to the disaster of annihilation, as long as you go to the Temple of Heaven to pray and devote yourself to the Tao, you can be forgiving, you see......"

"Your Majesty, you have been deceived by the villain, and how many loyal people have been killed by listening to slander, they all advise you not to listen to this demon again, stop eating the harmful elixir, and persuade each other with death!"

The picture changed again, the skinny Ji Yuyue was still dressed in white, but his clothes were torn, his hairpin was broken, and he was swaying on the deserted official road.

In the palace of the capital, the emperor begged for immortality for a lifetime, and ate a stomach full of golden elixir, but his prime of life was like a candle in the wind, about to be extinguished. There were no more available ministers around, and the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty only knew what Huang Laozhi said, but no one handled government affairs.

In a fit of rage, the emperor ordered the Taoist priests in the city to accompany the burial, and entrusted Ji Yuyue, who was far away in the barbarians.

How many years have passed, and I feel that the palace is non-stop, and Ji Yuyue has been edicted by the emperor and rushed to the capital, trying to do his best again. After a long night of talking, he walked out of the palace and looked at the scarlet sky.

Why, without asking the common people to ask the ghosts and gods, the new emperor still listened to the hexagram of the dead national teacher: Ji is destroyed, the country is prosperous, and the Tao is prosperous.

In this world, I use a mouth full of benevolence and morality to pretend to harm people, and use Taoist divine teachings to fool all people, since this is the case, I use my own blood to witness false hexagrams.

Ji Yuyue died, a black saber wiped his neck, and a blood spilled on the former sealed platform.

"When I die, Your Majesty, please gouge out my eyes and hang them above the city gates, so that I may witness the destruction of my country!"

......

Ji Yan woke up for a long time, thinking it was a dream, but he didn't want the cold smoke but stared at him with wide eyes. Ji Yuyue, why is he also surnamed Ji, is it a coincidence? It's a pity that he is sincere, but he is played by the false Taoism of the mortal world.

"Hey, you say, how long is life?" The cold finger of the cold smoke pointed at the door of Ji Yan's head, although it could not be touched, but a faint ice mist appeared on his forehead, which woke Ji Yan up.

“...... Perhaps, only between faiths......"