In the Martial Arts Prison, Lin Huang frowned slightly as he looked at the vast and falling snow. From the space where the heavy snow fell, he felt a sense of sadness.
The sorrow comes from deep inside.
"Snow is falling on earth!"
Lin Huang murmured in a low voice, and naturally understood. This seemingly beautiful and beautiful heavy snow is exactly the Piaoxue Palace's palace-calming martial art - Snow Piao on the World.
"Isn't it said that if you understand a martial art, you can break through the martial arts prison?"
Lin Huang looked at the empty Martial Arts Prison and said.
"This martial arts prison is under my control. If I want it to be opened, I can open it. If I don't want it to be opened, I can imprison you here!"
In the martial arts prison, a voice suddenly sounded, which startled Lin Huang. He didn't expect that his complaints would be answered.
Moreover, this response was very arrogant, and I don’t know which ancestor of Piaoxue Palace it was.
Outside the forbidden area of floating snow, Lin Cangxue frowned, turned to look at Nan Yunlie, and said: "Xiaohuang can't learn how to let snow drift in the world!"
"Why can't you learn?"
Nan Yunlie smiled.
"To understand the snow falling in the world, you don't need understanding at all. What you need is life experience," Lin Cangxue continued.
Even back then, she had no clue when it came to the snow floating in the world. If she hadn't fallen into the realm that day and was betrayed by Yun Feifei, she, Lin Cangxue, would never have learned how to learn the snow floating in the world even if it took another hundred years.
Nan Yunlie shook his head, "The Martial Arts Prison is controlled by Master. Since he is unwilling to open the Martial Arts Prison, it means he believes that Lin Huang can do it."
"I want to see Patriarch Zangfeng!"
Lin Cangxue said.
Nan Yunlie didn't reply, but a calm voice sounded in the space outside the forbidden area, "Xiao Nizi, just watch carefully. I have been in charge of Xue Piao's human martial arts for more than seventy years. There must be some reasons!"
"The Patriarch of Zangfeng?"
Lin Cangxue frowned and shouted, but there was no reply.
Then, Lin Cangxue clenched her fingers tightly and turned to look at the Martial Arts Prison in the light curtain, her dark eyes flashing with worry.
Jun Qingcheng said nothing, but his eyes were fixed on the snowflakes in the sky. He had many doubts and speculations in his heart.
Unlike everyone else, Jun Qingcheng knew about Qin Changsheng's existence...
The man who has been regarded as the most powerful and unrivaled figure throughout the ages!
Qin Changsheng created his own martial arts to dominate the world. The first move is the killing god with one strike. Jun Qingcheng once saw Lin Huang use it in Dongling Restaurant.
The second style is the snow falling on the world!
When she went to Piaoxue Palace alone, one of the reasons was to challenge Lin Cangxue. The other was to see the snow falling on the world and see how powerful the martial arts created by the genius of the ages was.
However, the result made Jun Qingcheng a little disappointed.
The so-called Killing God One Sword Slash and Snow Floating on Earth were not as powerful as she imagined.
In addition, she is most concerned about one thing. Qin Changsheng was a demon who dominated the world a thousand years ago, so his martial arts inheritors...
Will he shoulder Qin Changsheng's mission?
Jun Qingcheng's eyes fell on Lin Huang, with a cold look in her eyes. The murderous intention that had been dormant during this period seemed to be slowly reviving.
In the martial arts prison, Lin Huang stretched out his hand to catch the falling snowflakes. The biting cold instantly stung his palms, causing Lin Huang to shrink his arm.
Lin Huang walked in the vast snow, and he had a slight realization in his heart. Perhaps Xiao Yishan's biggest purpose in letting him enter Piaoxue Palace was to let the snow fall on the world.
Buzz.
Buzzing.
When Lin Huang was comprehending the artistic conception of snow falling on the earth, the ring in his hand suddenly trembled twice and emitted a scorching light.
Um?
Lin Huang frowned slightly and hummed in confusion. Before he could make a move, a scroll flew out of the ring and floated in the void.
Unfold slowly...
It was a picture that Lin Huang regarded as dross, because the painting was really too miserable to look at.
In the painting, a downcast young man dressed in sackcloth is flying hard in the air with a big bald bird under his feet. There is a rusty iron knife hanging on the young man's waist, which looks even worse.
The mountains and rivers at the bottom of the picture are more like a few mounds!
"Senior Brother Qin Changsheng..."
Lin Huang looked at the sudden appearance of the scroll and was quite curious. He naturally knew that Snow Plowing on Earth was from Qin Changsheng, but he didn't know what the meaning of the scroll appeared at this time.
And at the moment when the picture scroll appeared, the snowflakes in Wufa Prison began to change.
It's no longer as terrifying as before.
There are no previous goose feather blockbusters.
The falling snowflakes become poignant and beautiful, and the snowflakes fall like cherry blossoms in full bloom, and they are like the most beautiful scenery in the world.
The desolation in the heavy snow becomes more and more painful, as if the sadness comes from the depths of the soul.
Outside the forbidden area, both Jun Qingcheng and Lin Cangxue's eyes lit up, as if the heavy snow falling at this moment was the real snow falling on the world.
Absolutely poignant.
The sadness is bone-chilling.
Following this, the scroll in the void shimmered with a mysterious aura and danced with complex words.
After Lin Huang thought for a moment, his consciousness headed towards the scroll...
His consciousness merged into the scroll, and Lin Huang only saw a scroll of notes, which were extremely wrinkled and the handwriting on the notes was also very immature.
——Qin Changsheng’s autobiography!
Lin Huang looked stunned for a moment, looked at the crooked characters, and couldn't wait to open the note.
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"My name is Qin Changsheng."
"I was born in a small mountain village. My parents wanted me to live to be a hundred years old, so they named me Qin Changsheng."
"Today is my tenth birthday, and I am very happy. Because my mother said that there will be braised pork today! Haha, I haven't eaten meat for half a year..."
Seeing this, Qin Changsheng's first note ended, and Lin Huang turned back.
"On my tenth birthday, a group of thieves suddenly broke into the small mountain village and killed my father, mother, and everyone in the small mountain village!"
"Dad's head was gone. My mother went crazy and smeared blood all over my face. She held me in her arms and pressed me down. She was stabbed forty-seven times."
"I saw the second pillar of the house next door being hooked and dragged, and half of its body was gone."
"Aunt Liu knelt in front of those evil men and begged, and finally she was stripped naked and hung on a tree."
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"I, Qin Changsheng, swear that I will take revenge!"
"Even if it takes ten years, a hundred years, or a thousand years, I will take revenge!"
"I'm going to kill them!"
"I will crush them to ashes!"
"But those people are so powerful. They can fly. I even saw them holding up an entire mountain with one hand. They are like gods in the sky... No, they are demons!"
"But even if they are demons, I will kill them. My father and mother are gone, and I will never be able to eat braised pork again!"
"Just yesterday, I saw an uncle. He seemed to have a rope on his hand, and he pulled down the demon flying in the sky. I thought he must be very powerful. I want to worship him as my teacher and let the uncle teach me.
Magical power!"
Lin Huang smiled slightly. He didn't expect that his second senior brother had such a background. He thought that the uncle in the notes was Xiao Yishan.
Then, Lin Huang continued to read.
"I ran for half a year and finally found the place where my uncle lived. But I was desperate... My uncle actually lived on a cliff. The cliff was so high that I couldn't even see the end! I can't fly and I can't go up at all!"
"I tried for three days and fell off the cliff ninety-seven times. The highest I climbed was thirty feet. I feel very hopeful as long as I work harder!"
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"It's been half a year. I climbed a total of 3,972 times and finally climbed up. I don't know how high the cliff is, but I climbed it for seven days and seven nights. It should be a hundred feet high, right?"
In the martial arts prison, Lin Huang smiled blankly, "After seven days and seven nights of climbing, it's only a hundred feet high? Then it must be at least ten thousand feet high!"
Lin Huang felt that Qin Changsheng must not be able to do arithmetic.
"Haha... I finally met that uncle. He lives in a snow hut. He said his name is Xiao Yishan, and he said he is very powerful... but he also said he doesn't accept apprentices, so I asked him! But I don't
I don’t know how to beg uncle, so I can only kneel outside the snowy hut.”
"The master said that a man should stand upright, kneel to heaven and earth, kneel to his parents and kneel to his master. Other than that, no one is worthy of kneeling! Now that I have knelt down, uncle, then he must be my master, even if he has to kneel for three days.
Ten days, a hundred days!”
"It's been three days, and the door to Snow Lodge hasn't been opened, and uncle hasn't shown up either!"
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"It's been seven days and uncle still hasn't shown up!"
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"It's been a month and I feel like I can only kneel and never stand up again!"
"It has been three months, and today the door of the Snow Cottage finally opened. My uncle asked me to walk into the Snow Cottage, and then... I climbed in, haha!"
Seeing this, Lin Huang couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and smile. He was amused by Qin Changsheng, and then Lin Huang continued to read:
"Today is the New Year's Eve of the 732nd year of the Cangqionglutianji Calendar!"
"During the reunion dinner in the evening, Master asked me to sit next to him and looked at the table full of braised pork. I didn't know why I burst into tears. Master scolded me for having no ambition. He also said he didn't like apprentices who cry. But I
But I cried even louder, I vowed to practice my magic skills hard, I want revenge, and I want to repay Master for his great kindness!"
"In the seventh hundred and thirty-third year of the Tianji Calendar, it is the first day of the Lunar New Year. I will always remember this day in my heart. Because today I kowtowed to my uncle nine times in the snow, officially becoming my disciple and becoming the second disciple.
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"From today on, I have a master. His name is Xiao Yishan, who is known in the world as the Butcher of Yangjian!"?? In the last three chapters, Qin Changsheng's scenes... He is my biological son, and Jun Qingcheng is not easy to use...