The person who brought him food was a grunt, which made Ye Xiaochuan very angry. When he opened the food box, he cursed again.
There was only a plate of pickles and three hard cold steamed buns in the food box, which was even shabbier than what the handyman at Cangyunmen ate.
He was furious, cursed Sun Yao a few more times, grabbed a cold steamed bun and was about to throw it out. But then he thought, if he threw it out, wouldn't he be hungry? So he put the steamed bun into the food box again
, sighing, and had to accept his fate.
After he finished eating, it was already dark. The grunt grabbed the food box and flew towards the front mountain.
After nightfall, Siguoya was extremely cold. It happened to be the twelfth lunar month of winter, and in the second half of the night, snowflakes actually started to fall in the sky.
Ye Xiaochuan's cultivation level is not high and he is in the fourth level of the Divine Sea. The so-called Divine Sea means opening up the Divine Gate in the body. The two acupoints of the Xuanhai connect the main meridians in the body. In the mortal world, it means opening up the Ren and Du meridians.
He is a martial arts master, but in the world of cultivation, he is not even qualified to enter the realm of the divine sea.
The main reason why cultivators are different from ordinary people is that they can fly in the air, control magic weapons, chase the wind and the sun...
This requires the fifth level of air control to achieve this.
Ye Xiaochuan's Taoism is far from being invulnerable to water and fire. He is shivering from the cold. He hides in the inner depression of the cliff, sits cross-legged and meditates, silently reciting the mantra of "Yin Yang, Qian Kun Dao", and removes the phlegm that wanders through the meridians in the body.
The poor little vitality mobilized and circulated throughout the body to relieve the cold.
Perhaps God was playing a trick on Ye Xiaochuan. This heavy snowfall actually kept falling. For three consecutive days, goose-feather-like snowflakes slowly fell from the sky, and the entire Cangyun Mountains turned white.
On the morning of the fourth day, the heavy snow stopped.
In the past few days, only the grunting bird came to deliver meals to Ye Xiaochuan twice every morning and evening. Other than that, not even a ghost came here, let alone a human being.
There is a folk saying that it is not cold when it rains, it is cold when it melts into snow. Once the snow stopped today, although the weather became sunny, the temperature was obviously much lower than when it snowed.
Ye Xiaochuan was eating cold steamed buns, his eyes were spinning around, and from time to time he would peek at the colorful bird squatting on the crooked neck pine tree, secretly wondering whether to kill the grunting bird with
Its feathers were made into a large cloak to keep out the cold. At the same time, its meat was roasted as a tooth sacrifice to improve the food.
He just thought about it this way. If he really wanted to kill this grunt bird, wouldn't Elder Yunhe of the Discipline Academy fight with him to the death?
After staying up late at night, he huddled in the corner of Siguo Cliff Platform, humming pitifully: "I am a little bird, flying, but not high! Search, search, search, search, search
, I found a great magic weapon. No one would give it to me, so I ate it myself... Ah Zhi!"
He looks quite handsome, but his voice is really unflattering. To describe him with a crow's voice is probably an insult to a crow, and at most it can be regarded as a rusty broken gong.
But he himself didn't seem to realize that his singing voice was unpleasant, and he was deeply intoxicated by it.
Halfway through the night, he began to meditate again to keep out the cold, but he vaguely seemed to feel a figure floating on the platform behind the mountain opposite Samsara Peak.
He was stunned, patted his butt and stood up. He rubbed his eyes and took a closer look. He saw that there seemed to be a person on the moon platform in the white snow, separated from Siguo Cliff by an abyss.
This moon-watching platform is one of the six sceneries of Cangyun. It is said that from midnight to ox on a full-moon night, the light of the moon shines on the jade biscuit of Broken Sword Peak, and the jade biscuit will refract the moonlight to the moon-watching platform opposite.
At that time, thousands of moonlights were flowing, like a fairyland on earth!
It's just that this moon-watching platform is at the back of Samsara Peak, so few disciples come here on weekdays.
Ye Xiaochuan saw a figure on the moon platform across the abyss, and immediately felt that the world was still so beautiful.
When he was about to call out for the man to come over and talk to him, and it would be best to sneak him out of the Siguo Cliff, the figure on the moon platform dozens of feet away suddenly moved.
Immediately afterwards, a dazzling white light appeared, blocking the light of the moon, making people afraid to look directly.
Ye Xiaochuan took a closer look and his expression suddenly changed.
I saw a slender figure wrapped in the bright white light on the platform. It turned out to be a beautiful woman like the Mysterious Lady of the Nine Heavens.
Ye Xiaochuan knew this girl.
It is Fairy Ling Bing, Yun Qiyou, who is known as Cangyun's peerless twins along with Gu Pan'er and one of the six fairies in the world today!
Yun Qiyou is Master Jingshui's disciple. She is as cold as ice and has extremely advanced Taoism. Even Gu Pan'er is probably not as good as her.
Especially a year ago, she reached the seventh level of out-of-body realm at a young age, which shocked Cang Yun. The master gave her the Dust-Zhanying Divine Sword, one of the three great swords passed down by the ancestor.
Due to Yun Qiyou's eccentric and cold personality, and his lack of understanding of the importance of his actions, Ye Xiaochuan has been domineering in Cangyun for the past fifteen years and has stolen all the female disciples of Cangyun. He even dared to provoke Gu Pan'er, the tigress, but only this Yun Qiyou
When he saw Qiyou, he would stay away from her and never dared to provoke her.
At this moment, late at night, in the back mountains of this wilderness and bitter cold, he actually saw Yun Qiyou, which made Ye Xiaochuan feel shocked and uncertain for a moment.
In the midst of doubts, Yun Qiyou's body, wrapped in white light, rose into the air. Thousands of white sword lights followed her graceful figure and flew against the sky, illuminating the originally dark surroundings as bright as day.
Ye Xiaochuan raised his head and saw Yun Qiyou in mid-air, wearing a white ripple skirt, hanging in the sky above the abyss, with the unparalleled divine sword Zhan Chen drawn out in his hand.
The white light of the Divine Sword was bright and dazzling, covering Yun Qiyou. Because it was too dazzling, Yun Qiyou's entire right arm holding the sword hilt could not be seen clearly, as if it had merged with the white light.
The next moment, a sword light slashed down in the sky, and a strong wind suddenly rose. The snow all over the mountains and fields was swept up into the sky in the strong wind, and slowly fell down like snowflakes.
In the falling snow, in the bright and dazzling white light, in the moonlight flowing down from the sky, the beautiful woman in white clothes like snow danced in the air holding a fairy sword.
Buzz…
The crisp sword whistle, like ice cutting through snow, resounded through the sky, one sword energy, two sword energy, three sword energy...
In the snowflakes flying all over the sky, as the woman who looked like a fairy from the Nine Heavens danced, the sword energy swirled vertically and horizontally, making her dazzled.
As countless sword energies surged, the thick snow on the cliffs of Broken Sword Peak and Samsara Peak rolled down with an astonishing momentum!
Ye Xiaochuan was stunned and murmured in a voice that he could only hear: "She is indeed one of the six fairies in the world. This Lingbing Fairy Yun Qiyou is so powerful! It seems that she has understood the essence of the Eight Divine Sword Styles.
Yes! It is estimated that among the younger generation of Cangyun disciples, only senior brother Gu Jianchi can confront her head-on, and that tigress Gu Pan'er will definitely not be able to defeat her!"
Yun Qiyou, who was dancing his sword in the air, seemed not to notice that there was a young man standing on the platform cliff at his feet.
The sword in her hand became faster and faster, and the power of the sword became more and more urgent.
The graceful body twists and dances in the air, vertically and horizontally, and speeds!
The sword light that filled the sky gradually condensed into the most dazzling giant sword, like a sky-high sword, which pierced straight out, and a faint sound of thunder rumbled out the moment the giant sword struck.
The giant sword stabbed at Broken Sword Peak.
There was a loud roar, countless gravels flew across, and large chunks of snow and rocks swarmed down, as if the entire Broken Sword Peak was shaking, like the end of the world.
Ye Xiaochuan held his head and hid in the recess of the stone wall of the stone platform, thus avoiding the disaster. It would have been fine if it was a snowball, but there were many large rocks that were knocked down by Yun Qiyou's sword. If he was hit, it would be a disaster.
Ye Xiaochuan is so humble, why won't his brains be smashed out?
