Like a ray of light refracted by ice on the top of a snow mountain, it gently shatters into the dark valley.
Liao Gan was panting and sweating profusely from running, and the sweat dripped into his eyes, his vision was somewhat blurred, and in the somewhat hazy vision, he only felt that he saw a ray of moonlight.
It was the moonlight of the twelfth day of midwinter, lingling down from the sky. The sword light fell to the ground like moonlight, silently, it landed a little far away from the young man of Jiuxuanmen, where the black air was about to touch.
After the sword light landed, a thin wall of ice rose from the ground.
It was a thin wall of ice glowing with a faint blue light. It lay across the center of the official road, blocking Liao Gan and the young man, dividing the world into two halves. The half was dark and dark behind the ice wall. In the ghost world, one side is the normal human world in front of the ice wall.
The cold breath made Liao Gan tremble. He opened his mouth halfway, and the cold air poured into his lungs, which was raw and cold.
Under the cold air, the solid black air wrapped around Liao Qian and the young man was frozen into fine ice crystals that refracted light, and fell gently to the ground.
Liao Qian didn't care about patting the ice crystals off his body, he looked up at the ice wall that rose from the ground and separated the ever-spreading ghost world. No, not just spaced out. Behind the ice wall, a thin layer of light blue ice is slowly spreading, and those overlapping night ghosts are sealed bit by bit by the ice from bottom to top.
Those black shadows twisted and struggled, Liao Gan guessed that they must be howling terribly. But the ice wall cut off the sound behind the wall, and he could only see the silent picture—all the struggles were in vain, the ice covered all the way up, and the night ghost was finally sealed into a statue.
The sky was groggy, but a magnificent world appeared in front of him.
Through an ice wall, Liao Gan saw the ice spreading out, the blue brick eaves covered with ice, and statues that couldn't move... This stretch of ghost world, under the sword He was forced to retreat a certain distance.
And the ice wall in the middle of the official road is like the legendary boundary separating Yin and Yang.
Liao Gan opened his mouth wide open for a long time, but finally he could only make an unconscious single sound.
While he was in a daze, there was the sound of light footsteps behind him.
Liao Gan turned his head and saw a group of people wearing clothes with the logo of Jiuxuanmen descending from the eaves on the other side of the official road, walking towards this side. The one at the front was a thin young man in white clothes, he walked straight with his back on his back, holding a long sword in his hand.
In the gray surroundings, the blade of the long sword in the man's hand was as clear as snow.
"It really arrived."
Liao Qian heaved a sigh of relief when he saw the Nine-Xuanmen logo on those people's bodies. As soon as his tense nerves were relaxed, exhaustion rushed up like a tide. With a "boom", he fell back and collapsed on the ground, gasping for breath.
—From today onwards, even if the people of Jiuxuanmen are lunatics, they are the cutest lunatics in the whole world! Anyone who refuses to accept him will be beaten to death with money.
but…
Liao Qian suddenly became afraid. His grandma was almost killed by this kid from Jiuxuanmen. Fortunately, he didn't really run away alone, otherwise he would run into this kid's brothers and sisters. If the other party got angry, he would A body full of fat is just puffiness, absolutely unable to resist this kind of ice wall that can even separate the ghost world.
Just as he was thinking, the group of people got closer and closer, and Liao Qian gradually saw what the leader looked like.
With cold brows and eyes, and slightly pursed lips with thin color, no expression of joy or anger can be seen. Walking from the end of the gloomy street, like a fairy walking out of the moon...
Jiuxuanmen, Bailishu! ! !
With a "swipe", in front of the cold ice wall, Liao Gan broke out in a cold sweat for an instant. There is only one thought left in my mind-something happened, it's over, I'm going to become an ice sculpture.
The reason why the reputation of Tianwaixian can spread so widely, apart from the sword in the secret realm at the beginning, is also inseparable from the "Twelve Volumes of Beauties" compiled by Kyushu Bank. Cultivating immortals belongs to cultivating immortals, but the mood of gossiping and chatting is indispensable even for immortals, so the list of beauties in the world of cultivating immortals set by Kyushu Bank is very popular.
And the reason why Bailishu, the master brother of Jiuxuanmen, was on the top of the list of "Twelve Books of Beauties" was because someone with good intentions secretly used a token to copy Bailishu's image, and finally "accidentally" spread it out.
Liao Qian was very familiar with this troublemaker.
Because it is none other than himself!
Five years ago, Liao Gan was just an ordinary official disciple of a Kyushu bank. He was weak and timid, but he was exceptionally smart about how to make a fortune. When he met Bailishu by chance, Liao Gan secretly imitated Bailishu's influence with a spirit card.
Then "accidentally" spread out afterwards, attracting a lot of attention.
The following "Book of Twelve Beauties" will naturally have a price but no market.
It was precisely because of this incident that Liao Qian was highly valued by the elders, and he got enough pills to improve his cultivation. In fact, he himself had forgotten about this matter a long time ago. After all, Liao Gan felt that a fairy like Bailishu, who seemed to be on the top of a snow peak, would definitely not pay attention to such trivial matters.
But there's no other way, Bailishu's sword just now was too amazing - the ice wall is still emitting cold air right now. Coupled with the guilt of being a thief, seeing Baili Shu suddenly, Liao Qian was suddenly covered in cold sweat.
Tap, tap.
The group of people got closer and closer, and Liao Qian realized that there was also a smiling scholar of Taishangzong who was dressed like a scholar in Confucian clothing. He was worried, afraid that if the sword in Baili Shu's hand moved suddenly, he would follow in the footsteps of those night ghosts and become an ice sculpture.
"People from Kyushu Bank?"
Walking beside Bailishu was a young woman with heroic features in a navy blue robe. She looked down at Liao Gan and raised her eyebrows slightly.
And Baili Shu walked straight past Liao Gan and walked towards the ice wall.
Seeing that Baili Shu didn't care about him at all, Liao Qian's heart was instantly relieved, and he habitually showed the smile of fooling the guests in the Kyushu Restaurant and replied: "Yes, yes, thank you to the brothers and sisters of Jiuxuan for your kindness." The grace of saving my life, I will give it to you who will patronize the guest house of Kyushu Bank in the future... "
"stop!"
Hearing the familiar accent of the Kyushu Bank, Jun Wanbai subconsciously looked away and stopped the fat man in front of him who was full of jewels.
— Don't look at Jun Wanbai as the head of Xuanshuang Peak of Nine Xuanmen, but in fact she really doesn't have much money. All the money sent by the sect every month was thrown into the bottomless pit of cultivation by her.
Moreover, in addition to being famously rich, Kyushu Bank also has one other thing... it is famous for being charitable and defrauding people of their money.
Jun Wanbai thought about the pair of bone swords she bought at Kyushu Bank that were broken in the fog of the battle, and looked away expressionlessly as Bailishu walked towards the ice wall.
The author has something to say: Some people, don’t look at her as the chief of Xuanshuangfeng of Jiuxuanmen on the surface... In fact, she is so poor that she can’t even afford to live in the restaurant of Jiuzhou Qianzhuang
Jun Wanbai: Cultivating immortals is a huge money-burning pit
And today's little brother Baili is for you √
See you tonight!