The sky is full of snow, and thousands of mountains are white.
Mo He opened the door in the morning and walked out. What he saw was the sky, clouds, mountains and snow, white up and down. It seemed that this color was left between the sky and the earth. Looking around, the familiar scenery in the past , unexpectedly gave birth to a somewhat mighty feeling.
This snow started to fall last night, and it has not stopped until now. In just one night, a thick layer has already fallen, and it is still falling now. The snow will not stop for a while.
However, the heavy snowfall did not affect the morning classes at Qingmei Temple. Even Ren Yunteng, who was out of temper, didn't complain at all, and obediently followed Mo He's morning classes.
As long as one is in Wangyue Mountain, the morning class every morning will be rain or shine, unless it cannot be disturbed during the retreat, otherwise it must be attended.
Mo He and Ren Yunteng, together with Wuyou's image, the three figures started the day's morning class in the snow as usual.
The mountain protection formation on the outside of Wangyue Mountain can prevent the outside wind and rain from affecting the interior of Wangyue Mountain, but Mo He rarely uses this function on weekdays. Mo He prefers to let the wind and rain fall on the mountain, which is more natural.
At the end of the morning class, Ren Yunteng looked at the image of him leaving on his own, and said to Mo He: "Master, tomorrow will be the end of the new year. I'm afraid that senior brother won't be able to come back this year, right?"
Hearing this, Mo He nodded slightly. Wuyou's trip this time is to experience something that he lacks as an ordinary person, and it is definitely impossible for them to pass this year together.
"I don't know where senior brother is now, and how he will spend this new year. He should have a good time outside." Ren Yunteng looked in the direction of Yunzhou, and he knew that Wuyou might be in that direction now, because Wuyou went to Yunzhou. State, this point is still proposed by him.
"If you want to go out so much, then you should put in some effort on weekdays. Anyway, now that your cultivation base has reached the late stage of entering the Dao realm, continue to work harder. When you reach the realm of spirit and soul and have the power to protect yourself, let me be your teacher." Go out and travel." Mo He looked at Ren Yunteng and said to him with a smile.
In the past few months before the New Year's Eve, Ren Yunteng, with his own efforts and the effect of the brewed spirit wine, successfully broke through to the late stage of the Dao Realm, and Mo He's cultivation also reached the middle stage of the Pure Yang Realm naturally. .
"The realm of spirit and soul, I guess it will take several years." Ren Yunteng said with some expectation after hearing the words.
The realm of spirit and soul, this is a realm that can make a qualitative change in the strength of a cultivator, because after reaching this realm, a cultivator can give birth to his own little supernatural powers.
Obtaining a powerful little supernatural power, even an ordinary casual cultivator, will immediately change his strength drastically. Of course, if he is unlucky, if he gets that kind of supernatural power that is really useless, then he really can only cry.
Ren Yunteng has seen his senior brother's little supernatural power, the ability to control the sky. With this ability, Wuyou can inspire thunder and lightning, and his strength will be greatly improved.
Ren Yunteng is also very much looking forward to what kind of small supernatural powers he will obtain after he reaches the realm of the soul. After he has reached the late stage of the Taoist realm, he has fantasized about obtaining those very small supernatural powers more than once, such as thunder law and divine light. Yes, in this way, when he goes out to travel in the future, he will at least have a big advantage when fighting with others.
However, what Ren Yunteng hopes most is to obtain a powerful life-saving supernatural power, so that he can escape in an instant when he encounters danger. At worst, he can find his master and senior brothers to help him find a place afterward.
Today is the day before the New Year's Eve. After the morning class, Mo He's teaching to Ren Yunteng didn't last too long, and he let him go down the mountain early.
After Ren Yunteng went down the mountain today, he didn't just go to play by himself. He was going to Xiahegou Village to help Mo Dashan and his wife.
After Ren Yunteng went down the mountain, Mo He walked slowly to the ancestral hall at the foot of the mountain alone, and burned a stick of incense in the ancestral hall.
"Master, it will be the end of the new year tomorrow, and I don't know how you are doing recently. Now that you are in the Shinto, it is very inconvenient for you to do things, but you still have to put your own safety first. I now have the Pure Yang Realm." If you need your disciple's contribution, please open your mouth, disciple Mo He, offer incense and worship!" After offering incense and worship, Mo He returned to the Green Plum Temple.
Sitting under two green plum trees, Mo He took out his black jade bamboo stick, not caring about the snow falling from above, and began to slowly refine the black jade bamboo stick.
The speed of cultivation progress is too fast, and the biggest inconvenience may be that the time accumulated in each realm is less.
This accumulated time includes the time for sacrificial artifacts, the time for learning spells, and the time for studying other skills.
Mo He is relatively better. With the help of his innate immortality, Mo He comprehends runes, formations and other skills very quickly, and even makes rapid progress in the cultivation of spells.
Even though the Xiantian Immortal Spiritual Light has turned into a complete Xiantian Lingbao, but because the Xiantian Lingbao and Mo He are completely integrated, the help to strengthen Mo He's understanding has not weakened.
Mo He can make up for what needs to be learned and comprehended, but it is difficult for Mo He to make up for the sacrifice of magic weapons. This is something that really takes time to do.
Mo He's Mo Yuzhu staff, the Muyuan Spiritual Orb he had not obtained for a long time, and the re-sacrificed vestment on his body, all of which require Mo He to spend time to improve, otherwise with the improvement of Mo He's cultivation Continuously improving, these magic tools that he uses very conveniently will eventually help him less and less.
It was snowing heavily, and Mo He was sitting alone in the snow, holding a black jade bamboo stick in his hand, his hands were shining brightly, covering every inch of the black jade bamboo stick, one after another runes were continuously branded on the black jade bamboo stick, entering the black jade bamboo stick Inside the staff, there are brand new restrictions woven.
The snowflakes fell, and fell on Mo He's shoulders, hair tips, and even cheeks, but they fell quickly, and there was no way to attach to Mo He's body.
Although he was alone in the snow, there were not many snowflakes on Mo He's body, but he was concentrating on refining the black jade bamboo stick in his hand.
Empty mountains, Taoist temples, snowy sky, and Taoists, if someone is here at this time, and sees this scene that seems to be frozen, they will definitely be attracted by this picture.
Also on the day before the New Year's Day, Qingzhou, which is adjacent to Qiongzhou, also saw heavy snowfall today. However, as the day before the New Year's Day, the enthusiasm of the people in Qingzhou for the New Year's Day was not affected by the heavy snow at all. A place, the atmosphere and the coming festivities of this new year seemed out of place.
Liyang Sect, as a small sect whose inheritance time is not very far away, today is one of the most important days for the entire Liyang Sect since the establishment of the Liyang Sect, because Lu Yan, the suzerain of the Liyang Sect, Decided to try to survive the three disasters of Chunyang on this day.
For the entire Liyang Sect, this decision of Lu Yan is a major event related to the future fate of the sect. If Lu Yan fails, it is better to be alive. It may not recover for a long time after that, and even fall apart because the dragons have no leader.
But if Lu Yan succeeds, then the Liyang Sect will once again possess the masters of Yuanshen and True Immortal Realm. From now on, as long as Lu Yan exists for a day, the inheritance of the sect will not be cut off.
The Liyang Zong's mountain protection formation has now been activated, but most of the Liyang Zong's masters are not in the Zongmen, but in a mountain not far from the Zongmen.
"Sovereign, do you want to think about it again, the three disasters of Chunyang, my Liyang Sect does not have a complete way to deal with it, the ancestor passed down in the past, only one of the three disasters is the way to deal with fire, the remaining wind and thunder Disasters are also not so easy to deal with."
"The Suzerain's Liyang Pearl can still be refined and improved now, so there is no need to rush for a while, and in a few years, the suzerain will be more confident of surviving the three disasters." An elder of the Liyang Sect persuaded road.
"I've made up my mind, there's no need to say anything, you all go away!" Lu Yan glanced at the elder who was speaking, and said in a very firm tone.
Hearing this, the elder knew that he would never be able to persuade Lu Yan, so he simply stepped back and said no more.
After everyone pushed away, Lu Yan took a few pills and adjusted his state. A crimson orb floated above his head, and a flag of the same red floated behind him, with a flash of determination in his eyes. color, and at the same time secretly said in his heart.
"Hope, what you gave is true!"
As soon as the thoughts in his mind were withdrawn, Lu Yan triggered the three disasters of his own pure yang by virtue of a kind of induction in the dark. In an instant, a crimson flame shot up into the sky, scattered the clouds above, and dried the falling flying Xue, as well as Lu Yan's whole body, were instantly wrapped in a layer of flames. Even the Liyang Sect above his head and the Liyang Banner behind him could not separate this layer of flames.
Because, the source of this flame started to burn from Lu Yan's body.
The flames soaring into the sky were seen by many people in Qingzhou. Some cultivators with relatively high cultivation bases knew what was going on, but for most ordinary people, seeing this scene was quite unusual.
In Fucheng, which is the closest to Yangzong, many people on the street stopped, looked at the flames rising into the sky over there, and whispered, guessing what happened there
In a six-storey restaurant on the side of the street, Gou Dial was holding a glass of wine in his hand, staring intently at the flames rising into the sky in the distance, and kept watching like this until about half an hour later, the The flames suddenly dissipated, replaced by a cloud suddenly, accompanied by howling winds, causing a gust of wind to blow up in the Fucheng which is so far apart.
Where Gou Di was standing, the window that was originally opened was suddenly closed due to the strong wind, and Gou Di's sight was also blocked.
After drinking the wine in the glass in one gulp, Gou Diao didn't choose to open the window again, because it was unnecessary and he had already seen what he wanted to see.