The snow is three feet, and the heart is cold. The temple was covered with snow, and there was no green wall to be seen.

The mountains are full of figures sitting on the ground, dressed in single clothes, and their bodies are thin. But his face is always flat, as if he has long been accustomed to living like this.

Nanfeng Xun looked up and looked into the distance. The blue sky was like washing, but there was a throbbing in his heart for no reason. Beside him, Jiang Tai was slightly surprised, followed his eyes, and then muttered, and a black spot suddenly appeared above the blue-white sky.

The black dots came from far to near, and the two of them were stunned and happy. Seeing the person who came, Jiang Taixi was overjoyed, pinched Nanfeng Xun's shoulder, and said, "This person is a thousand saints?"

Nanfeng Xun nodded, "Exactly." He sighed softly and looked at the empty body beneath Chishou's calm face.

After Qianshou approached, all the disciples of the Drifting Snow Hall looked up at each other, and they didn't know what kind of look they had in their eyes, but they were happy. As far as the eye can see, this thick layer of snow, I don't know how many bones are buried.

There are those who are slightly weaker in cultivation, who have survived a winter, but they can't survive another winter, and their bones are buried in this wind and snow. Nanfeng Xun and Jiang Tai could only close their eyes and tears, and they couldn't do more.

Qianshou Lao was in tears, and his face was excited. Waiting for this day, he has been waiting for more than 20 years, and finally waited until today.

He said in a loud voice: "Disciples of the Drifting Snow Palace, today, I will give you a free time!"

Nanfeng Xun pursed his lips, and Jiang Tai couldn't help but ask, "Qianshengwei, ...... your body?"

Chiju laughed three times, and a mountain fire ignited from the soles of his feet, melting the snow and revealing the dry bones in the snow. After all, not everyone can wait until today.

These dry bones, in the flames, turned to ashes, and became one with the mountain.

The flames climbed up the stone pillars, climbed the aura chains that trapped everyone, and the chains melted like snow turning into water. Even though they were rescued, these people just sat there, a little sluggish. For more than 20 years, they have forgotten what it is like to stand.

In the Demon Fire Cave, Lin Jiuxiao's body suddenly trembled, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth. In the next moment, the Yunli Daoist and the old man with dry bones each took out a palm and pressed it on his shoulders.

Leng Xiao fell limp and was caught by the real person of Qingjian.

Lin Jiuxiao's eyes were closed, and he let out a long breath of turbidity, quite helpless. Since Qianshou left, he had been prepared for this scene, but he couldn't kill Leng Xiao no matter what. He also had to rely on Leng Xiao to find the Heavenly Order.

He said indifferently: "You are all people with the bonds of the sect, don't force Lin to a dead end." ”

He glanced at Leng Xiao lightly, interlaced his fingers, and turned to leave. saved Leng Xiao, these people did not stop him, but let him go.

The master of the ten halls, he is the only one left. The remaining nine people have long been melted into the fiery red molten slurry. As he walked, he picked up a peach petal that fell from the sky at random, and no one heard him whisper: "You have a big fate." ”

The crow laughed twice, no one cared about Lin Jiuxiao's stay, they all looked at Qingjian Zhenren with their eyes, rubbed their hands and said, "Brother Beiming, it's time to fulfill your promise?"

Qingjian Zhenren said: "You still need to go to the same place, you can see it at a glance." ”

He hesitated slightly, but Leng Xiao rudely interrupted: "Sect Master, let's go!" Qingjian Zhenren nodded.

These people left together, and Lin Jiuxiao couldn't turn a blind eye to them, and he would definitely follow them. Even Kan Renxiong, the Yi Palace Master, and those distracted monks who helped Lin Jiuxiao but did not make any effort also followed cheekily.

The crow stopped and laughed twice: "Or another day?"

Leng Xiao said: "Commitment cares about credibility, how can it be delayed, what does the sect master think?"

Qingjian Zhenren nodded and said, "Exactly, go immediately." ”

The crow tilted its neck, made a crunch, squeezed a strange laugh out of its throat, and said, "What a pleasing young man, interesting." ”

His voice fell, and his body turned into a stunned crow, hissing in place. And his figure had already appeared at the side of a distracted monk, and a palm was lifted under the man's armpit.

The man was not slow to react, his body shrunk, and the other hand slapped the crow's wrist. But only two black feathers were slapped off the crow's wrists, and the placket of his armpit was torn to shreds, and blood was dripping with blood.

"Leave by yourself, or clear the house, you choose for yourself. ”

Yi Gong's major is the weakest, and he will no longer be bored. She has survived until now, and it is only because these distracted monks disdain to attack her. Just like when a person sees an ant on the ground, whether he steps on it or not, it all depends on his mood. Don't say cruelty or not, at the beginning of human beings, nature is good. Sex is similar, Xi is far away. No one is born evil, and no one can preserve their innocence for a lifetime. This world has always been full of evil thoughts.

The tail followed the people one after another, and a smile appeared on the corner of the crow's mouth, and he knew that there must be one more person there. This person is not a Kan Ren bear who peeps a few miles away, nor is it one of those loose cultivators who are lucky and have not gone far.

The momentum on his body was retracted for a moment, and he said lightly: "Let's go." ”

The old man suddenly laughed and said, "Your Excellency is lazy, and the old man will do it for you." ”

I saw his robe fluttering and flying, and the power of his divine consciousness spread out like a tide, taking in every grain of sand that had been submerged in his eyes.

Suddenly, the power of his divine sense receded in an instant, his body was like thunder, and his teeth were stained with blood as he sneered. He said, "Found you, Mouse." ”

He stepped out of the three hundred zhang in one step, but he shot out angrily, and with one palm, the grass and trees turned into crumbs, and the ground sank by three points under the false press. A figure appeared out of thin air in front of him, and he slapped him.

Lin Jiuxiao didn't look at the old man Tianku, but just looked at Leng Xiao, and suddenly smiled: "You want to drag this seat, it's good, you will succeed," he swept his gaze over everyone again, and sneered slightly, "You guys are cheap, you like to be used by juniors, it's really funny." ”

The faint crow walked slowly towards Lin Jiuxiao, and sneered: "Since the Holy Lord Lin is not leaving, how can he still have the face to laugh at me and wait." This seat is itchy and bone-bitten, do you want to come and tickle this seat?"

There was a cold killing intent in his eyes, and Bei Mo smiled at the same time: "There are only a few old friends in the Five Domains, and it's quite reluctant to die," the bone staff kept spinning in his hand, "It's a pity, no matter how beloved the plaything is, there should be a day when you will be disgusted." ”

Lin Jiuxiao smiled, smiling extraordinarily unscrupulously: "If you want to kill this seat, you can't do it yet." ”

In the Drifting Snow Palace, Qianshou, Nanfeng Xun, and Jiang Tai knelt down in front of Xiao Jianghua's ice coffin, their eyes were red, and their hearts were sour and happy.

The three of them worked together to carry the ice coffin out of the Drifting Snow Hall. It's just that once you leave the Drifting Snow Palace, the ice coffin made of this Xuan Ice will slowly melt away, and you must find another extremely cold place.

Regaining his freedom, Jiang Tai looked at Qianshou and said, "Qianshengwei, where are I going?"

Nanfeng Xun looked at Qianshou with confusion in his eyes, and suddenly smiled: "The world is so big, where can I go?"

It's just that no matter where they go, this Drifting Snow Hall is no longer their Drifting Snow Palace.

A figure fell from the sky, and Qianshou recognized this person, thanked him, and called: "Qingjian is a real person." ”

Nanfeng Xun and Jiang Tai called together, and learned that Qingjian Zhenren was the sect master of Leng Xiao's sect, and he saved Qianshou, and his attitude was even kinder.

Qingjian didn't talk much, only nodded slightly, and threw a jade slip out of his sleeve. After doing this, his body turned into a wisp of green smoke and dissipated, which was an incarnation outside his body.

Qianshou aura, and said, "The barbarian domain is also a quiet place. ”

Disciples of the Drifting Snow Palace, more than 20 years have passed, and now there are less than 100,000 people left. These 100,000 people have become introverted and unsmiling. Even the talkative people of the past have changed their appearance now. Years and experiences have taken away some things, and there will always be something left.

Not far from the Demon Fire Cave, Qingjian Zhenren's eyes flashed, and he nodded slightly at Leng Xiao. Leng Xiao bowed in thanks, his face solemn. Qingjian Zhenren was originally a random person, and this move was just a gesture for him. He only patted Leng Xiao on the shoulder, chuckled twice, and then fell into the distance.

Lin Jiuxiao's cultivation is profound, his spells are weird, and he fights and retreats, and he does not meet it head-on, so it is extremely difficult to kill. But even if he gives up today and goes another day, Lin Jiuxiao will always keep an eye on the Qingjian real person, and it will be difficult to get rid of after all.

The crow sneered: "This leper dog, if it doesn't hurt when it hurts, it won't have a long memory," he said to the Yunli Daoist and the Kwai Shui Daoist, "Those two cow noses, what are you still doing in a daze?

Yunli Daoist and Kwai Shui Dao Ren frowned, glanced at each other, and also greeted Lin Jiuxiao, sealing the road behind.

Lin Jiuxiao's complexion remained unchanged, and he was divided into tens of millions of clones, his words and deeds were the same, as if he was standing in front of countless mirrors, virtual and real, difficult to distinguish.

The place where he was originally standing was slapped away by the old man with a palm, but it was just a phantom.

The consciousness of the people was scattered, and they could distinguish the truth from the false. In just a moment when the divine consciousness dispersed, these tens of millions of illusory shadows all shattered, and they were nailed to the divine consciousness of all people like sharp arrows.

"This seat holds the urn, and you will obediently enter, so that people can say what is good. ”

Lin Jiuxiao sneered, and was taken by surprise, and suddenly swept towards Leng Xiao, still a thief. It's a pity that Qingjian Zhenren always protected Leng Xiao's side and didn't let him succeed.

He sighed with pity, but his face was like an old friend talking and laughing, and he said calmly: "Why waste any more time, where you want to go, just go with each other." ”

The crow said: "It's okay, when you reach such a cultivation, there is nothing else, just a lot of time." ”

Qingjian Zhenren then laughed and said: "Since it is so difficult, if this matter ends here, I am fortunate that you have rescued the disciples of this seat, and this seat is here to thank you!"

As he spoke, he turned to leave, and the corners of the crow's mouth twitched, and a hoarse guttural sound sounded. The two Taoists of the Yizimen were silent and obedient, but Bei Mo didn't say a word, stood in front of Qingjian Zhenren, and said lightly: "This joke is not funny. ”

The reason why they chose to help Qingjian Zhenren was only because Lin Jiuxiao was insidious, he only had interests in his eyes, and it was not surprising that he did something that went back on his word, and it could not be trusted. And Qingjian Zhenren is different, after all, he is a righteous monk, and he has to ask for the face he should have, and if he says it, he will splash the water.