After Wu Yan glanced at Xu Cheng, he said solemnly: "Now you give me that sword heart fruit, I will retreat for a year, or half a year, so that the sword path divine pattern in the sword heart fruit will be engraved in my heart, and the perception of countless swords will be condensed to become a sword heart, and it will definitely not be interrupted during this period, so I will let you help me protect it again!!" Wu Yan's face was solemn, and his eyes looked at Xu Cheng at this moment, a little embarrassed.

Xu Cheng nodded and responded very seriously: "I will do my best." ”

"But is one too few?" Xu Cheng was silent for a moment, and then asked involuntarily in a low voice, as if he had suddenly thought of a certain question.

Wu Yan's face turned red, and he looked at Xu Cheng at this moment and said: "You should know that we are all cultivators, there are clouds in the Taoist scriptures: the world is like a bitter sea, and the human body is like a raft crossing the sea, but the bitter sea is boundless, and the raft will eventually decay, only if the soul is strong, you can abandon the raft." ”

Xu Cheng was puzzled for a moment, and looked at Wu Yan with strange eyes, meaning: Speaking human words! Xu Cheng stretched out his hand again to touch Wu Yan's head to see if he was already dizzy from the stimulation of the injury.

Wu Yan stretched out his hand weakly, knocked off Xu Cheng's outstretched hand and said: "Be serious, just take one and absorb the feeling in your heart, but if the body can't bear it, those sword intent that you feel will trigger the uncontrolled and forcible evolution of the sword qi in the body, at that time, it will be carved with sword patterns" Wu Yan coughed, paused, and his face was already red, like a red fire cloud near the Xuanyin Sect.

"What?" Xu Cheng faintly felt that he understood something, and said with the appearance of a decent man and a gentleman at this moment.

"At that time, of course, it may not be needed, you have to melt the sword heart fruit, carve the sword lines on my body, and engrave the whole body on it" Wu Yan's voice became smaller and smaller, and finally became the sound of mosquitoes buzzing.

What kind of ear Xu Cheng is, he understands it when he hears it at this moment, and says with a smile: "Okay." ”

Wu Yan's face recovered a little and said: "It is estimated that if that situation occurs, it may only be in half a year, so you don't make your own decisions, at that time, I will have some signs, the skin of my whole body is bright red, and I will begin to let the sword qi cut through the body, of course, you have to remember the words in the Tao Sutra, dare to do something, the ends of the world, Jiuyou Huangquan, I will kill you." Wu Yan looked at Xu Chengdao, his face was rarely serious, but the threat was very weak, Wu Yan understood, I am afraid that he will not be able to say whether he has the determination to this person who owes too much to him.

"Do you understand?"

"Understood. ”

"It's a sword pattern. Wu Yan stretched out his hand and took out a captive with a delicate sword pattern, Xu Cheng saw that it was not only a sword, corresponding to the sword pattern, but also a human body, which looked very little clear, on the chest, behind him, and on the lower body.

Xu Cheng took it.

Wu Yan gave him a blue brush again, the whole pen is very small, and the tip of the pen is blood red, as if he doesn't know the hair of animals, but it is more like he took it out from the sea of blood in the corpse mountain, with a solemn atmosphere.

Xu Cheng waved twice, and the surrounding space seemed to be about to be divided, making a "whoosh" sound that broke through the air.

Xu Cheng said, "Good pen." ”

Wu Yan didn't speak, nodded, looked at Xu Cheng's pale green eyes with a little red and said, "Thank you!!"

Xu Cheng shook his head, for this cold-faced and warm-hearted Wu Yan, he really had some intention of not asking for anything in return. Xu Cheng understood that or this was fate, not the friendship between men and women but an inexplicable thing, Xu Cheng thought for a while and said: "Maybe I just want to get more of a disguised greedy plunder." ”

The more the favor is returned, the more, Xu Cheng knows this, but at this moment, he seems to have penetrated all the warmth of time.

Xu Cheng looked at Wu Yan, handed a sword heart fruit, and then said, "Hurry up, we may be able to experience the polar night once." ”

Wu Yan nodded, the pupils in his eyes were a little dilated, looking extremely tired, and muttered, "Maybe you can still see that aurora?" After Wu Yan finished speaking, he put the sword heart fruit in its entirety, in his mouth, with skin and flesh, and then sat upright like an old monk in a fixed place, if it wasn't for the inadvertent on his body, it began to burst out, or domineering, or surprised. Or the mysterious sword intent.

Xu Cheng would have thought that Wu Yan had already sat down and left.

Xu Cheng closed his eyes and was silent, and he was also caught in cultivation, but under the impression of that sword intent, he couldn't be empty at all, except for the sound of wind and snow, it was a loneliness and silence before death.

Xu Cheng suddenly stood up and looked at Wu Yan, and arranged all the gusts of wind that he could around him, one after the other.

Two months later.

The formation of all the Xu Cheng Guilds was densely arranged around the igloo, Xu Cheng looked at the front again, and suddenly smiled at this moment, moved his nose, stuck out his tongue, and then went to a place near the igloo, where it was relatively thin, and began to slowly melt with spiritual fire.

Xu Cheng felt the disappearance of the aura, and then continued to adapt, in the cold air of the whole heaven and earth, with the icy aura, the whole person suddenly turned into a snowman, and gradually the aura was consumed, Xu Cheng began to hold the spirit stone again, absorb it, and then release the spiritual fire again.

Three months later, Xu Cheng has adapted to a little cold, and sometimes he can even capture a trace of extremely pure cold aura in the ice and snow, and the whole person is absorbed after the spirit, and the soul is more pure, as if he has fallen into this piece of heaven and earth, feeling the breath of 10,000 years ago in this area, and the taste of more ancient vicissitudes.

The feeling of cultivating like this really can't be poured for outsiders. Xu Cheng finally understood why the ancient monks were able to retreat for 10,000 years without coming out of life or death, because cultivation, fugue, and understanding heaven and earth were really the greatest pleasures that could bring people.

It is enough to die at night!

"Huh. Xu Cheng's ears, in an instant, heard Wu Yan's voice in the room, with a slight female taste, Xu Cheng seemed to turn into a white shadow in the snow, and his body was covered with snow, but the speed was not slow at all.

If Xu Cheng meets that scholar and Zhu Jiu'er again now, I'm afraid that both of them will die under Xu Cheng's fingers, which is the principle of survival of the fittest.

When Xu Cheng entered the room, Wu Yan's body was already shattered like a porcelain doll, and a large number of fine weird and domineering sword qi were revealed on his body from time to time, which looked terrifying. The time has not yet reached half a year, but now such a situation has appeared, Xu Cheng thought, what Wu Yan said, not only laughed, there are too many variables in the world, even a monk can't predict it, Wu Yan's body is like a porcelain doll at the moment, and at this moment, on his face, it is the most obvious, the whole face is covered with blood-colored lines, with bursts of scorched black, and the weak sword qi keeps turning out of the wound, which looks very scary.

Xu Cheng had no intention of thinking about anything else, and he couldn't take into account the reverie between men and women.

Two fingers, flicking, finger wind broke through the air, Wu Yan's whole body was exposed in front of Xu Cheng's eyes, Xu Cheng looked at it, his body was very thin, with a petite feeling, and his lower body was clean without a single hair.

Xu Cheng looked at the cracked wounds, the wounds were very strange, there were all parts of the body, even on the chest, it was densely packed, fine and hideous, but there was not a drop of blood flowing out, as if the sword qi had absorbed everything.

"Huh. Wu Yan's face turned pale, and he couldn't stop moaning in a low voice.

Xu Cheng didn't dare to slack off, looked at the sword pattern that had been engraved in his heart, and then took out an inkstone made of white jade, put the sword heart fruit in the center of his palm at this moment, and gently pinched it, the entire sword heart fruit released different sword intents in an instant, Xu Cheng ignored it, and turned the sword heart fruit into a pool of blood-red water traces, dripping onto the inkstone.

Holding the blue brush between the palms of his hands, he wiped it, and looked at the sword pattern, heading towards Wu Yan, Xu Cheng's movements were very fast, but even so, compared to the speed at which you cracked, it was still slower, and at this moment, there was no good place on Wu Yan's body, and the spirit stones under his body were all released by the sword qi and turned into pieces of spirit stones.

Xu Cheng picked up the brush and swiped it along Wu Yan's chest, there was no evil thought, that was the starting point of the sword pattern, Xu Cheng estimated that it might be connected to the heart, if it was broken by the sword intent at once, then I am afraid there was no need to continue to cultivate.

Xu Cheng looked at the little ruddy dot on it, and began to write, his eyes firmly staring. Fingers, not daring to have a trace of trembling, Wu Yan's chest is very small, like a pigeon, but it is more exquisite, with the feeling of a young hand.

Xu Cheng stretched out his hand and held it down, it was quite delicate and smooth, like a beautiful ceramic, Xu Cheng's face was serious, but his hand was warm, which still made his heart very unstable, in fact, Xu Cheng was just to depict the sword pattern on it at the moment. Xu Cheng's fingers were linked, and it was covered with blood-colored lines, which looked rarely weird, but it was a little ruddy on it, but it was even more obvious.

Wu Yan's body also began to become hot with Xu Cheng's movements, and fine beads of sweat surged on the whole person's body, bringing pink skin and the faint fragrance of virginity, Xu Cheng's face was also a little ruddy, snake-shaped, and lewd, at this moment, Xu Cheng's eyes and nose, nose, mouth, and heart, and his face suddenly calmed down.

With the little bit of the blue brush on his fingers rendering, Wu Yan's originally painful voice was also moaning after wearing a little emotion at this moment, which added a lot of difficulty to Xu Cheng's portrayal work