"Every snowflake has a different trajectory, just like everyone has a different life trajectory!" Ye Shaohan shook his head slightly and said, "So there will be no overlap!"
"Haha, indeed, even if two snowflakes meet, they will be separated afterward!" Liu Yuehong smiled softly, her eyes so lonely.
Hearing this, Ye Shaohan raised his head and glanced at Liu Yuehong thoughtfully. At this moment, he couldn't understand the woman in front of him.
Sensing the change in Ye Shaohan's expression, Liu Yuehong smiled politely, without saying anything, turned around, Liu Yuehong kicked her feet slightly, and her figure was like snowflakes, falling lightly towards the sword path below.
Turning around, Ye Shaohan quietly watched Liu Yuehong leave without saying anything.
"Suifeng! Maybe you really shouldn't come back during this Five Peaks Competition!" Liu Yuehong's voice was still floating in the mountain wind, but her figure disappeared.
Hearing this, Ye Shaohan frowned slightly and murmured to himself: "Shouldn't you come back?"
Today's Liu Yuehong always gives Ye Shaohan a mysterious feeling. With a slight sigh, Ye Shaohan said lightly: "Maybe!"
Turning around, Ye Shaohan sat directly on the snow, used the Xuan Bing Jue again, and practiced quietly.
His soul power surged out from Ye Shaohan's body like a tide, sweeping across the entire Luoxia Peak. Ye Shaohan's mind was completely integrated with this mountain peak.
The terrifying energy in his body still exists, running the Suzaku Art. Every time he refines some energy, Ye Shaohan can feel the improvement in his own strength.
The Sword God Mountain under the dark curtain is always so quiet, only the roar of the cold wind is left, and its lights dance in the wind.
However, the villages around Sword God Mountain seemed lifeless. After the bloodbath by that mysterious force, no one in these villages survived.
The crowing of cocks and the barking of dogs were still there, but the whole village was deserted and lifeless.
The dilapidated houses collapsed to the ground. Although the snowflakes were falling, they could not cover up the scarlet color on the ground. Although the corpses of the villagers were buried by the Sword God Sect disciples, the scarlet color on the ground could not hide them.
In the dilapidated house, its broken wooden chairs were piled up haphazardly, and a pit was extremely eye-catching.
The pale moonlight penetrated the clouds, and its moonlight poured down like water, falling on the pit, and a strange scene appeared.
A small amount of mist emerged over the pit, and then a stream of scarlet liquid emerged from the pit, hissing, and soon filled the pit, forming a pool of blood.
Such scenes not only happened in this dilapidated village, but also happened all around Sword God Mountain.
However, a mysterious force enveloped the blood pool, so no one noticed the strangeness this time.
Somewhere in the Sword God Mountain Range, a tall figure stood on the top of the mountain, and behind him stood the Lianyun Sect leaders Wang Tong and Wang Lin.
Raising his head, Wang Tong looked at the figure in front of him with some fear, and said respectfully: "Brother, since the Five Peaks Competition is over, Wang will return to Lianyun Sect to prepare for his plan!"
Hearing this, the man said calmly: "Just follow the plan!"
After saying this, the figure became invisible and disappeared like a mountain breeze. The wind passed by and the person became invisible.
After the figure disappeared, Wang Tong breathed a sigh of relief. Facing this person, he did not dare to act like a sect leader.
After a few moments, Wang Lin wondered: "Father, who is that person? Why do you have to be so respectful to him? Also, what is that plan?"
Hearing this, Wang Tong shook his head slightly and said: "You don't need to worry about this matter, you can just practice hard!"
After finishing speaking, Wang Tong turned around and looked at the majestic Sword God Mountain, a chill running through his eyes.
"Does this count as seeking skin from a tiger?" Wang Tong murmured softly. The future of his Lianyun Sect is only in these few months. If it cannot rise, it will be overthrown.
Looking at the graceful Sword God Mountain Range, Wang Tong seemed to see a scene of rivers of blood and corpses everywhere. With his hands clenched, Wang Tong said to Wang Lin: "Let's go!"
After saying that, the two people's figures turned into a stream of light and disappeared at the end of the sky.
After the two people left, the man from before appeared again, with his hands behind his back, and said indifferently: "It's finally time to start, Sword God Sect!"
...
The cold wind is still roaring, and its thin figure looks so eye-catching above the sword.
The white snow was flying, and Ye Shaohan's figure was completely covered by the flying snow in the sky, and his long hair was dyed black.
The Xuan Bing Jue slowly circulated in Ye Shaohan's body, and the surrounding spiritual energy gathered towards Ye Shaohan crazily. In this night, the faint light from Ye Shaohan's body was particularly conspicuous.
For several days, Ye Shaohan remained motionless on the snow.
After several days of practice, Ye Shaohan's previous injuries also improved.
The cold mountain wind messed up Ye Shaohan's long hair, which was draped messily on Ye Shaohan's shoulders.
With a calm breath, Ye Shaohan was like a magnet, and the surrounding snowflakes were also pulled by Ye Shaohan, flying crazily around Ye Shaohan.
This scene lasted for a long time, and some of the Luoxia Peak disciples who were passing by here cast admiring glances.
"Perhaps it is his crazy cultivation that has led to his current achievements!" the Luoxia Peak disciple muttered in his heart.
It has to be said that Ye Shaohan's persistence in cultivation seemed to have infected the disciples of Luoxia Peak, and everyone in Luoxia Peak was caught up in the frenzy of cultivation.
After Ye Shaohan won the championship of the Five Peaks Competition, almost every move Ye Shaohan made attracted everyone's attention.
Therefore, not only the disciples of Luoxia Peak knew that there was a cultivating lunatic in Luoxia Peak, but also the disciples of the entire Sword God Sect knew about it.
Standing at the top of Luoxia Peak, Huang Shaoping put his hands behind his back and wore a martial robe with a hunting sound. He lowered his head and looked at the sword path covered by the wind and snow below, and a smile appeared at the corner of Huang Shaoping's mouth.
"Obsessed?" Huang Shaoping murmured softly: "Perhaps Luoxia Peak can regain its original glory in his hands!"
With a slight sigh, a tall figure appeared in Huang Shaoping's eyes. At this moment, a sharp aura emerged from Huang Shaoping's body.
"Do you know that your betrayal caused the fall of Luoxia Peak, but now, Luoxia Peak has received new hope!" Huang Shaoping murmured softly.
The flying snow in the sky was flying around Huang Shaoping's body and mind, and Huang Shaoping's figure seemed extremely lonely.
For several days, Ye Shaohan remained motionless, completely immersed in the world of cultivation.
Ye Shaohan now not only regards cultivation as his body's instinct, but his artistic conception seems to have become an inseparable part of Ye Shaohan's body.
After the Five Peaks Competition, the spiritual energy in Ye Shaohan's body became extremely condensed, and he also made many breakthroughs in his Xuan Bing Jue.
However, for seven consecutive days, Ye Shaohan's biggest gain was not his breakthrough in the Xuan Bing Jue, but his breakthrough in the Vermillion Bird Jue.
The Suzaku Jue was running uncontrollably in his body. For several days, Ye Shaohan put a lot of energy into the terrifying energy in his body. Although he could not refine that energy at once, just a little refinement was enough to make Ye Shaohan
The strength is even more terrifying, the strong spiritual energy is flowing in Ye Shaohan's body, the surrounding space seems to be shaking slightly, and the snowflakes are strangely still around Ye Shaohan.
After a few days, Ye Shaohan finally opened his eyes. When he opened his eyes, a sharp aura erupted.
Almost at the same time, the entire Luoxia Peak disciples noticed this aura and looked towards Kendo in horror.
"There!" Countless eyes were focused on the sword path at the same time. Now, there is only one person on the sword path, and that is Sui Feng.
Feeling the oppression brought by this aura, everyone sighed: "Compared to the Five Peaks Competition, his aura is stronger!" His strength has become stronger again, and everyone sighs in their hearts.
However, thinking of what happened to the sect recently, Luoxia Peak sighed. The peaceful days gradually passed, and the Sword God Sect was no longer as peaceful as before.
Opening his eyes, Ye Shaohan looked at the void with floating snowflakes in confusion, and murmured softly: "I don't know how many days have passed!" "It's only been thirteen days!" Upon noticing Ye Shaohan's awakening, Huo Qilin's heavy
A thick voice sounded in Ye Shaohan's ears.
The confused look receded from Ye Shaohan's eyes like a tide. After hearing this, Ye Shaohan regained his previous clarity and murmured softly: "It turns out it's been thirteen days, Xiaohuo, how is your mixed fruit refining going?" This time,
The medicinal materials Ye Shaohan obtained in the Five Peaks Competition had already entered Huo Qilin's belly.
Hearing this, Huo Qilin didn't say anything, but only injected a small breath into Ye Shaohan's body. Just a small breath made Ye Shaohan feel like his heart was trembling.
In response to this, Ye Shaohan just breathed a sigh of relief. Apparently, Fire Qilin had already refined the mixed fruit.
Just as he was about to say something, Ye Shaohan frowned and stood up, with snowflakes all over his body falling to the ground.
Looking towards Luoxia Peak and the other four peaks, Ye Shaohan's frown deepened. The Sword God Sect was a bit strange today. The cold wind swept through the mountain stream, seeming to bring a chilling atmosphere. A chilling atmosphere filled the Sword God Sect.
Up and down, today's Sword God Gate looks like a sharp sword about to be unsheathed, making it impossible to ignore.
Hearing this, Huo Qilin also felt that the Sword God Sect today was unusual, especially the tense atmosphere, which made people's hearts tremble.
"What happened at the Sword God Sect?" Huo Qilin said solemnly. In the past, there would be bursts of cold shouts from up and down the Sword God Sect, but today, only the roar of the cold wind was silent.
"Something happened?" Ye Shaohan asked in surprise. As the overlord of the Falling Rain Kingdom, what could happen to the Sword God Sect?
As if Juju was responding to the words of the fire unicorn, a bell sounded from the sky, and instantly turned into a tidal wave of sound. This majestic and majestic momentum suddenly protected the entire Sword God Sect, and the sound of the bell resounded.
Heaven and earth float among the five peaks of the Sword God for a long time.
Ding dong!
The bell rang loudly again, as if the bell rang not in my ears, but in my mind.