Minshan has snow because it is extremely high.
In a blue palace close to the snow line, Xie Changsheng, wrapped in a thick blue blanket, leaned against the window, stretched his neck and looked at the blue palace and valley below, and muttered dissatisfiedly: "In such a cold place, Don't you think you can set up a brazier and boil some mutton slices?"
Standing behind him was a middle-aged practitioner of the Minshan Sword Sect. His expression was a bit unkind, but when he heard his words, his expression darkened again, and he said in a cold voice: "If you want to be comfortable and refreshed, why don't Why don't you leave here? There are so many young talents who participated in the sword meeting, and those who are more difficult to treat than you have already left, and you are the only one who stays here."
Xie Changsheng turned his head and glanced at him, and said naturally: "My injury is still not healed, so why don't I stay here?"
"Because of my injury, I forced to stay in my Minshan Sword Sect, and I looked around all day to see if I could learn anything secretly." The middle-aged practitioner of Minshan Sword Sect sneered, "You haven't been able to become Don't you feel ashamed to stay in the top ten of the Minshan Sword Sect like this?"
"What am I ashamed of? Does anyone feel ashamed of my performance in the Minshan Sword Club?" Xie Changsheng turned his head and glanced at the practitioner of the Minshan Sword Sect, "Since I think this place is useful, I can find a way to keep it for more One day is called ability."
The middle-aged practitioner of Minshan Sword Sect frowned slightly, his eyes were full of anger, but before he could speak, Xie Changsheng said contemptuously: "You don't have to meddle in your own business, they are very clear about my situation. , if they want to drive me out, I'm not here long ago, how can I be so clingy?"
The practitioner of the Minshan Sword Sect was stunned, feeling that what Xie Changsheng said was not unreasonable.
Although Xie Changsheng seems to be too rascal, Minshan Sword Sect did not give him the opportunity to study formally, which does not seem to violate the rules of Minshan Sword Sect.
Thinking of this, the middle-aged practitioner of the Minshan Sword Sect felt that Xie Changsheng was allowed to stay here. Perhaps the suzerain Baili Suxue had deeper intentions. Suddenly, the gloom and anger on his face quickly faded away. , his expression turned gentle, he reached out and took out a letter from the sleeve of his robe, and handed it to Xie Changsheng.
"Whose letter?"
"Master Nephew Ding Ning."
"Ding Ning?"
Xie Changsheng's eyes lit up immediately, and he took the letter as quickly as possible, and then opened it. After a quick glance, he couldn't help laughing.
"I'm only worried that you don't want it. Since you asked for it, isn't it easy?"
"Paper, pen!" Then he waved the letter paper casually, and shouted proudly at the middle-aged practitioner of Minshan Sword Sect.
The middle-aged practitioner of the Minshan Sword Sect who had a milder complexion just now suddenly looked ugly. This Xie Changsheng said he was a junior, but he actually used him like a current person. This is a bit pedantic for this Minshan Sword Sect practitioner. For those who are not, it is simply outrageous.
"What are you staring at, you're not doing something for me."
Xie Changsheng looked at his expression, but he cried out in dissatisfaction: "I am helping Ding Ning, a genius disciple of your Minshan Sword Sect, okay? Don't you want our Xie family in Guanzhong to help him with all our strength?"
The middle-aged practitioner of Minshan Sword Sect was stunned for a moment, then his expression froze, then he nodded in salute, and said respectfully: "That's right, I'll prepare paper and pen immediately."
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"No matter what the outside world thinks about this young man from the Xie family, it seems that this young man from the Xie family will not suffer from any kind of people. I don't know if it was acquired or a natural inheritance of the Xie family in Guanzhong."
Tantai Guanjian stood at the window of a blue palace opposite Xie Changsheng, couldn't help shaking his head lightly, and said.
The two green halls are very far apart, there is even a white cloud between them, but Tantai Guanjian can hear clearly the conversation between Xie Changsheng and this middle-aged practitioner of Minshan Sword Sect.
"It's just that this Xie family boy's comprehension is only average. In terms of cultivation, I'm afraid it will be difficult to catch up with those people in the future."
Tantai Guanjian is a practitioner with an extremely noble temperament, but for some reason, he also has a lot of good feelings for this young man who is almost a rascal, and he couldn't help but sigh softly.
Standing beside him was a young girl in green robe, who was naturally Jing Liuli.
Hearing his sigh, Jing Liuli took a look at him, and said flatly, "There are all kinds of people in Changling, and it's not only those who only know how to use swords can be considered successful."
Tantai Guanjian couldn't help laughing, and said: "The height of the intention is different. In the future, you are indeed suitable to take over the position of suzerain."
"Taking over the suzerain position..." Jing Liuli frowned slightly, glanced at Tantai Guanjian, and said: "Actually, I really don't understand why the master still has the idea of giving up the suzerain position when he is clearly still at the peak .I don't know what he means."
Tantai Guanjian was startled for a while, he was a little absorbed in thinking for a moment, and then smiled wryly after a while: "I'm afraid no one knows what kind of intention he has in his heart."
"I'm going to Moyuan."
Jing Liuli withdrew her gaze from looking at the opposite Qingdian, turned around, and said slowly.
Tantai Guanjian gave her a strange look, "What are you going to Mo Garden for?"
"Since he proposed to force that court lady to a duel, and wrote to Xie Changsheng, it means that he is very confident in killing the court lady named Rong, and he has already planned it." The cold light of ice and snow, with some indescribable emotions, said: "A master like the maid Rong, who fights life and death, even I am not sure of winning. A practitioner who has just stepped into the four realms will soon be able to win. Killing her confidence. This kind of strength leap and the process during it are all valuable practice experience for me. And a person like him who always feels ahead of me and puts great pressure on me is not available. I must Make sure that he really has enough ability to kill her before successfully forcing the palace lady surnamed Rong to fight him."
Tantai Guanjian thought about it carefully, and he felt that what Jing Liuli said was correct.
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The depths of Mo Garden are cold, especially the small courtyard where Ding Ning and Changsun Qianxue lived. Ding Ning's conversation with Changsun Qianxue did not seem to change anything. The air in this quiet courtyard seemed extremely dull... even in the heat In the summer, there is still a hint of chill.
In the courtyard, there was only a faint chill, but in the bedroom of the eldest grandson Qianxue, it was like the depths of winter.
On the tents, curtains, the insides of the doors and windows, and even the walls were covered with a thick layer of dark blue frost.
A blue-black long sword with extremely deep color, which does not look like a human thing at all, is suspended in front of Changsun Qianxue.
This sword is extremely cold, and the transpiring mysterious frost vitality is like a blue-black flame constantly burning in the air, and every ray of blue-black vitality seems to contain many ice and snow worlds in the practitioner's perception.
The Xuanshuang vitality jumping like flames on the blue-black long sword floated towards Changsun Qianxue's body by itself, and condensed into strands of black lines when approaching Changsun Qianxue's body.
Below these black lines, the crimson mysterious frost insect was breathing greedily with its mouth open all the time.
A thick layer of ice was also frozen on its body, and its body was shivering non-stop, giving the impression that it could not bear the cold and was about to be completely frozen.
However, in the period between the freezing and the freezing, as it was constantly being soaked by the strong mysterious frost breath, its body was also undergoing subtle changes.
The smooth and soft crimson skin on its body also began to be stained with a blue-black color, and at the same time began to become rough. Two tiny bumps began to appear on its chubby head. Such tiny bumps may not be discernible to ordinary people with the naked eye, but they are extremely clear to the perception of practitioners like Changsun Qianxue.
Sensing such a change, Changsun Qianxue felt a tinge of joy spontaneously in her always cold state of mind.
The Nine Nether Hades Sword is refined from the dark jade in the abyss, and the dark jade is deposited from a kind of inner alchemy called dark fish in the extreme abyss. Even a practitioner of her level can get a suitable When he started to refine this sword with his own skills, he couldn't bear it, so he had to have Ding Ning's double cultivation assistance.
Ordinary creatures, even powerful beasts in other cold places, cannot withstand and accept the vitality of the Nine Nether Hades Sword, unless they originally have the blood of the deep cold of the abyss in their bodies, and belong to the kind of creatures in the abyss. biology.
As she had expected and guessed at the beginning, the mysterious frost worms of the Minshan Sword Sect should have come from a similar abyss.
Is there a dark abyss in Minshan
Minshan or Mingshan
Does the coldness of Minshan Mountain come from the height, or the cold air from the deep abyss
While Changsun Qianxue was delighted by the transformation and strength of this mysterious frost worm, several possibilities also came to mind.
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Outside the Changling Mausoleum, on the banks of the Weihe River, beside a wild ferry, there are several huts of fish households.
It is located in Hegang, with a very high terrain. You can clearly see the edge of Changling and the majestic outline of the entire Changling, but it is far away from Changling.
In one of the huts facing the water, a thin woman in ordinary cloth was cooking fish soup.
There were obviously few pieces of firewood in the brazier under the iron pot, but the flames were extremely fierce, and each cluster of flames was extremely angular, like a small sword with a handle.
There is a powerful meaning of swordsmanship in the ordinary, she is Zhao Si.
The strongest descendant of Zhao Jianlu, who is famous all over the world, disappeared after the battle on the Weihe River in the past, and the world's attention to her has also decreased a little.
Because she lost her natal sword.
The natal sword gathers countless natal vitality of a practitioner, soaked and nourished for countless years, and is more important than the practitioner's two arms. Once lost, the strength will be reduced by a few points.
However, at this moment, Zhao Si, who was quietly cooking the fish, was shocked, and suddenly raised his head to look up at the sky.
The flames in the brazier in front of her ignited so fiercely that it lifted the entire iron pot up into the sky.