After a light snow, the peach blossoms remain the same.
Tongjing Lake is controlled by the Peach Blossom Demon, so there are ten miles of peach blossoms blooming all year round. When night falls, Han Yurou takes the reed flowers and holds a jar, and once again sweeps the snow off the petals into the jar among the peach trees. She
The corner of his mouth raised slightly, and he said with a smile: "Reed flowers, the wild fruits in the nearby mountains must be ripe. I will pick some back this afternoon. We will brew another jar of peach blossom wine this month."
"Yes, miss."
Lu Hua narrowed her eyes and said with a smile: "Miss, you are really concerned about Mr. Lin Zhao's affairs!"
Han Yurou pursed her lips and smiled softly: "Young Master is my and Xicheng's benefactor. He was in the past life and also in this life. The Young Master in the previous life was a young martial artist who traveled around the world. The Young Master in this life is a pure sword cultivator. The last time he came here
With the sword on his back, don't those Jianghu people who sleep in the open beside Tongjing Lake often say, how can there be no swordsmen in the world without wine? The young master is also a lover of wine, and prefers the peach blossom wine from Tongjing Lake. Yurou does not have it.
If I can do other things for you, I can brew some peach blossom wine."
Luhua pursed her lips and smiled: "Yeah!"
But at this moment, a figure suddenly passed by the side of Tongjing Lake. In an instant, it stopped. It was an old Taoist in a fiery red robe. He was holding a whisk in one hand and covering the left side of his waist with the other.
, as fiery red blood continued to ooze out from between his fingers, he turned around and saw the Peach Blossom Demon collecting petals and snow by the lake. His whole body suddenly froze, and drool began to flow from the corner of his mouth again.
What is lost and harvested in the east?
That’s it!
Beixuan Zhenjun laughed and turned into a fiery red wind and swept away. It turned out to be a peach blossom demon! He has been in the world for thousands of years and has seen hundreds of peach blossom demons, but their appearance is generally not pleasing to the eye.
Only the peach blossom demon in front of me has a unique face and figure, and the spiritual energy contained in it is also extremely rich, almost reaching the eighth level of golden elixir!
"Little beauty, where are you going?!"
True Lord Beixuan laughed.
"ah?!"
Han Yurou was stunned and hurriedly hugged the wine jar. She grabbed the palm of the reed flower with one hand and instantly breathed it into a peach tree. The next moment, it turned into a ray of spiritual energy along the roots of the peach tree and flew into the Bronze Mirror Lake, followed by the copper mirror.
There is no more ripples on the surface of Mirror Lake, it has closed itself.
"Um?"
Beixuan Zhenjun stepped on the cold lake, looked coldly, and said with a smile: "Refining the bronze mirror into a natal object? Tsk tsk, what a chaste peach blossom demon, really the best choice for a Taoist companion! Although
It's a little bit worse than that Xing girl, but it's still pretty good."
As he spoke, he stamped his feet suddenly, and the entire lake suddenly sank several meters. The ground around the Bronze Mirror Lake was cracked, and countless peach trees swayed here and there, turning into powder in the violent Gangqi.
"puff……"
At the bottom of the Bronze Mirror Lake, Han Yurou spat out a mouthful of blood. She had already reached the peak of the Seventh Realm, and was about to break through to the Golden Core. She returned directly to the Seventh Realm. Her face turned pale, and she gritted her teeth and said, "Why is the Immortal Master so presumptuous?"
"Presumptuous?"
Beixuan Zhenjun stood on the bronze mirror and said with a smile: "Peach Blossom Demon, I will give you a chance now to step out of the bronze mirror and become a Taoist partner with me. Within half a year, I will help you step into the galaxy realm.
Do double cultivation with me. When I enter the Ascension Realm, you will at least be able to return to the True Realm. What do you think?"
Han Yurou gritted her silver teeth: "I already have a sweetheart, and I don't want to be someone else's Taoist companion. Please let the immortal master go!"
"So strong?"
Beixuan Zhenjun's eyes turned cold: "If I crush this bronze mirror with one foot, you will really die. Would you rather die than give you this opportunity to reach the fifth realm?"
Han Yurou's mouth was bleeding continuously, her body was trembling, she hugged the wine jar and whispered: "I would rather die than obey!"
"good!"
Beixuan Zhenjun stood on the bronze mirror and said with a smile: "I will give you a stick of incense to think about. After one stick of incense, there will be no chance of cause and effect between you and me. I will send you to your grave."
…
In the narrow cave, Han Yurou trembled all over, while Lu Hua burst into tears: "Miss, this person... this person is a twelve-level immortal master, are we really doomed this time? How about... go find Lin Zhao
Young Master?"
"no……"
Han Yurou bit her red lips: "Although the young master is chivalrous and courageous, but... his realm is not high. This is a twelve-level realm in front of us. How can we let the young master come to die?"
"But the Snowy Tianchi..." Lu Hua gritted her teeth.
Han Yurou just shook her head, her eyes filled with despair.
Luhua burst into tears and turned away sadly.
When she came back, she put one hand behind her back, pursed her red lips and said: "Miss, maybe this is our final fate. You may only have one chance to write to Mr. Zhang Xicheng. I will help you block it while you write.
How about a letter telling Mr. Zhang Xicheng that he doesn’t have to wait any longer and see you in the next life?”
"Um……"
Han Yurou burst into tears and handed the protective weapon of Bronze Mirror Lake to Luhua. But just as Han Yurou turned around, Luhua opened a gap in the originally sealed bronze mirror, and then released the flying fish. Suddenly the flying fish appeared in the water.
It turned into a bolt of lightning and disappeared without a trace when it flew out of the water. Even Zhenjun Beixuan, who was standing on the lake, just frowned and sensed a wave of spiritual energy, but he could no longer capture it.
It is almost impossible to catch flying fish in flight.
"Luhua, you?"
Han Yurou was so angry that she was shaking all over: "Have you written to Mr. Lin Zhao?"
"Um."
Lu Hua knelt down directly: "Miss, I'm sorry, I'm sorry... Only Mr. Lin Zhao can save us..."
"But the young master himself..."
Han Yurou clenched her fists, wishing she could step out of Bronze Mirror Lake immediately and die.
…
late at night.
A letter from Feiyu landed on Lin Zhao's window sill. He was drawing a talisman and immediately got up and took out a note from Feiyu's mouth. On the note was a line of words: "The charm of the twelve realms wants to destroy the Bronze Mirror Lake. Master, come quickly."
.
problem occurs!
Lin Zhaoyi frowned and said in a deep voice: "Zhizhi?!"
Zhizhi floated down: "Sir?"
"The charm of the twelve realms..."
Lin Zhao frowned and said, "Can you beat me?"
"Half a catty."
Zhi Zhi said in a deep voice: "Although we may not win for sure, we basically won't lose. If the opponent wants to change my life, I may lose my life."
"knew."
Lin Zhao said in a deep voice: "Something happened at Tongjing Lake. The opponent is a Twelve Realm spirit charm. Immediately go to Tongjing Lake with your sword and take Chen Ben with you at the foot of the mountain!"
"good!"
A ray of sword light rose up and stopped for a while at a residence at the foot of the mountainside Villa on the top of the mountain. Chen Ben was woken up from the room. The young warrior had eaten well and went to bed early. He rubbed his eyes and got up from the hard bed and said:
"Sister Zhizhi, is something wrong?"
As he said that, he saw Lin Zhao standing on the flying sword outside, and couldn't help being stunned: "Brother Lin Zhao?"
"Um."
Lin Zhao nodded: "Come with us, a friend of mine is in trouble and I need you to help me punch him!"
"good!"
He is good at this!
The young martial artist jumped up and stood shoulder to shoulder with Lin Zhao on the sword light, while Zhi Zhi controlled the flying sword and turned it into a trail of light across the snowy Tianchi, arriving at the Bronze Mirror Lake in just a few breaths.
The three of them jumped down from the sword light, and Zhi Zhi put away the flying sword, looking calmly at the mirror-like surface of the Bronze Mirror Lake. On the water, stood a twelve-level figure wearing a fiery red Taoist robe. True Lord Beixuan.
"This fellow Taoist."
Lin Zhao took a step forward, clasped his fists and said, "Is there something that cannot be discussed carefully and you have to bully the weak like this?"
Beixuan Zhenjun narrowed his eyes. He naturally recognized Lin Zhao, and also recognized Zhi Zhi and Chen Ben behind him. But these two people... To be honest, Beixuan Zhenjun didn't take it seriously. After all, he was also a stable person. Even if you, Zhi Zhi, are the strongest eleventh realm sword cultivator in the world, so what, you can still kill her even if you are not in the same realm! As for the young martial artist who steps on the sea level, he will not even take it seriously. After reaching two realms, one finger could almost crush him to death.
"Lin Zhao!"
Beixuan Zhenjun raised his eyebrows and said: "I am a Taoist monk in the mountains, Beixuan Zhenjun, and I have always been on the same page with you in Tianchi in the Snowy Land. Now I have just become acquainted with the Peach Blossom Demon in the Bronze Mirror Lake, so why do you have to have any trouble with me?" Woolen cloth?"
"Senior doesn't know something."
Lin Zhao smiled and said: "I have been friends with the peach blossom demon Han Yurou a hundred years ago. The peach blossom wine brewed by Han Yurou is the most mellow wine I have ever drunk in my life. If she is gone, the peach blossom wine is gone too. Lin Zhao I will feel very sad.”
"oh?"
True Lord Beixuan narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "So, you, the Snowy Tianchi, must step in and fight me?"
"Exactly."
"I'm afraid it's not that easy..."
Beixuan Zhenjun waved his robe sleeves and said with a smile: "Do you think I am a mountain spirit and I really don't have any disciples?"
For a moment, silhouettes flew from the depths of the mountains and turned into silhouettes. There were cedars formed in the ninth realm, laurel tree spirits in the tenth realm, and an ash tree spirit in the eleventh realm. These groups Although the spirits and monsters are scattered in the mountains, they all look to the twelve realms of Northern Xuan Zhenjun. The Jingmei clan are all wild cultivators, but there are also rivers and lakes and mountains among the wild cultivators.
In an instant, at least hundreds of spirits appeared together, including one from the eleventh realm, plus a group from the middle five realms, all descending on the Bronze Mirror Lake with an overwhelming momentum.
…
"Miscalculation..."
Lin Zhaojian frowned and screamed secretly. He had known that he should have called Muzhen, Chu Yu, Xiang Ji and others together. They were still capable of fighting. But in this posture, no matter how strong the two of them are, they may not be able to stop them. Can't stop it!
"How's it going? Do you want to call for help?"
Beixuan Zhenjun suddenly stamped his foot, and a small world was formed within dozens of miles around him. He laughed and said: "It's too late, I can only die here! His Peach Blossom Demon is just an appetizer. You Lin Zhao, Zhi Zhi , Chen Ben is the real deal, with your heads, I can get at least 10,000 gold mullet coins in the Monster Clan Ancestral Mountain!"
But at this moment, a sneer came from the woods nearby.
Everyone immediately looked around and saw a military monk in white robes and silver armor sitting on a piece of dead wood, wiping the blade of a bright silver gun with a piece of silk. No one knew when he came. Maybe
