Miao Ran shook off the snowflakes on his body and said, "Senior brother, aren't you worried that I accidentally killed him?"
Xuyan shook his head: "You can use Vajra Palm-Zhi to easily defeat him with 'Snow Glory Light'. Obviously you have guessed who he is!"
"It is impossible to deceive many masters with the method of Turtle Breath, unless it is supplemented by a kind of elixir called 'Netherworld Powder', which can put people into a state of near death and recover instantly. It is said that this medicine is from the Sun Family in Guanzhong Unique secret skill."
"Sun Mo, the eldest son of the Sun family, was born with Yin Qi rising straight into the sky. He neither cried nor fussed. His eyes were profound and everyone exclaimed that it was miraculous, so he was named Mo."
"This Sun Mo is extremely talented. He has memorized the family's secret recipe by heart at the age of ten. Unfortunately, he has a cold body and is frail and sick. It is said that he will not live as long as a weak man."
"But this Sun Mo has an unnatural personality and doesn't want to wait for death in a medicine jar. He left without saying goodbye and joined the Snow Mountain Sect. He used his cold physique to practice ice and snow spells and reached the pinnacle. He is an outstanding disciple of the Tianshan Sect that is rare to see in a hundred years."
"Moreover, he has passed his weak years and has broken through the destiny. Wouldn't it be a huge sin to lose such a talent to you and me?"
"It's just that after he left, news of Xuan Gen spread all over the world. It's really troublesome!"
"The path of heaven has its own destiny, so why worry about it in vain?"
Qingyu Temple is located in the western region of Fanjing Mountain, on the side of the Qingyun Peak cliff, with red walls and green tiles, white clouds lingering, and a lake at its feet, crystal clear to the bottom. It is really a fairyland on earth.
Xuan Su followed his master up the stairs. The lakeshore was filled with green reeds and a hexagonal red pavilion on the roadside, creating a beautiful scene. Further forward, the steps are replaced by white marble, like a ladder to the sky, which makes people awe-inspiring.
All the nuns had heard the news and were waiting eagerly in front of the nunnery, vying to catch a glimpse of Xuan Gen's beauty. The master and apprentice arrived and introduced their elders and sisters. There was great joy and excitement.
Xuan Su was arranged to live alone in a small courtyard on the west side, called "Yun Pavilion". It was close to the cliff and the scenery was pleasant. He had such a favorable situation when he first entered the house, which shows how much the master valued it.
At dusk, Mingmei arrives. She first asks about some minor details of life, and then gets back to the business. "The formal apprenticeship ceremony will be held in three days. Is there anything else I want to say?"
Xuan Su thought for a moment and said, "Disciple does have something to report to the master. First of all, the disciple's mind is in chaos. Before I figure out the past, he just became a monk without being ordained. Secondly, I should abide by the clear rules and precepts, but please allow me to come and go." Freedom; thirdly, if one day Xuan Su loses all his virtue and talent, please be sure to deal with me personally so as not to disgrace the teacher."
Mingmei nodded in agreement and changed the topic, "I have a very important matter as a teacher. You must find out clearly."
"Disciple, you should do your best!"
Xuan Su waited for her to continue explaining, but Ming Mei's topic changed again, "There are many Xuanmen noble sects, including the Seven Saints. Why did you choose Qingyu Nunnery? Choose a poor nun?"
"When my profound roots are enlightened, I can know people's past and future lives. Those who can heal others cannot heal themselves, but everything related to themselves is chaos. I saw everyone that day, but only your numerology, Master, I couldn't understand."
"What does this mean?"
"Master, you and I are destined to be entangled in fate. We are destined to do so. I am just following the will of God."
"It seems that you are not just on a whim, so you are relieved to be a teacher. It's just that your reputation has grown, and people are afraid of being famous, so it will be troublesome in the future."
Three days later, the apprenticeship ceremony was completed, and Qingyu Temple got a disciple with profound roots. The news spread throughout the world, and its reputation doubled. There is an endless stream of worshipers and challengers, which has become an annoying thing.
Xuan Su and his fellow senior sister Jingyan fell in love and traveled together. The senior sister introduced her to the various scenery inside and outside the nunnery, such as the Red Pavilion with Jade Steps, Youyuan, Yunying Hall, Wuming Lake, etc. Xuan Su suddenly interrupted her: "Why does such a beautiful and quiet lake not have a name?"
"When the master founded the sect, he had a glimpse of the secret. In the future, a master from the same sect who is as good as the gods will name this lake. Maybe the junior sister is the legendary person."
Xuan Su smiled and shook his head, then pointed to the clouds, where a high platform appeared and disappeared. A trace of sadness flashed across Jingyan's face, "That's the Qingyu Terrace, which is the place of cultivation for our sect's supreme master. Only senior masters can reach the top. Junior sister is extremely talented and will be able to go to the Qingyu Terrace soon."
She felt that there was something hidden, and was about to ask, when a nun came flying over, "Junior sister, there are many people gathered on the jade steps, noisily saying that they want to learn about your fairyland. There are many people, and the host is afraid of causing trouble, so let Junior sister, go deal with it."
Xuan Su had no choice but to fly straight up into the clouds, weaving a blue fairyland on the nameless lake. Jingyan looked up, feeling extremely envious.
There were many people flying with swords at the foot of the mountain, and they went straight into it. One person laughed and said: "The rumors in the world are exaggerated. This barrier is nothing special!"
Everyone agreed, Xuan Su smiled and said: "As my brother said, Xiao Ni is ordinary and not worth mentioning. I have seen it before. Please come back!"
Some people booed, "You've come here, but you just got a few moves, how can you end it so embarrassingly?"
There is also a frivolous person who whispers in a lewd voice, "Looking at your jade-like skin, which is as soft as boneless, I might as well give my brothers a beating on your waist and pinch your legs to relieve the fatigue from the journey."
Everyone laughed, Xuan Su felt angry, his body suddenly doubled in size, he stood on top of the sky, his hair was tied up, like an angry fairy. Everyone was shocked, and the leader bravely shouted: "Sure enough, there is something weird. Don't be polite, everyone, come together."
A group of people came forward with their weapons and attacked them. Xuan Su waved his huge palm lightly and swept away the ants. Everyone screamed, fell into the dust, and rolled and crawled with disgrace. She put away her magical power and returned to the nunnery. Jingyan's dropped jaw had not yet been recovered.
"Junior sister, you are simply a fairy and a demon-suppressing King Kong. I am ashamed of myself!"
"Senior sister, you are so confused, these are all tricks of the eyes!"
At this moment, Master Mingmei came slowly, with a serious look on his face, and spoke quietly, then quickly bowed and left. The host pointed to the top of the mountain and said, "Follow me!"
Xuan Su hesitated, "Master, I have just entered the profession and have not yet been tonsured, so I go to the Jade Stage. Is this appropriate?"
The master ignored her and moved on. Xuan Su followed behind, feeling a little uneasy but also inexplicably excited. The steps get higher and higher, into the light clouds and mist, and a huge long blue stone is reflected in the eyelids.
Mingmei paused and said solemnly: "This is the green jade tablet that is the foundation of our sect. It is said that things from the immortal world fell into the mortal world. Every generation of elite disciples meditates and practices here, feeling the aura of heaven and earth, and achieving great success."
This piece of bluestone is dark in color and has a few faint crack marks on it. It was more than simple but lacked the aura of fairy spirit, which made her feel a little disappointed.
"As you suspected, the Jade Temple has lost its aura and is now an ordinary bluestone."
Xuansu felt that there must be a shocking secret, so he listened carefully.
"This starts with my senior sister, the former host Ming Zhao. The senior sister is talented, practices hard, has extraordinary magical power, and ranks among the Seven Saints of Xuanmen. Half a year ago, she was practicing here with another senior sister Ming Hui, and an accident happened."
Mentioning the past, Mingmei's face moved. "At that time, there were dark clouds over the Qingyu Terrace and a black miasma filled the air. When I rushed there, Senior Sister Minghui had been killed. The Senior Sister in charge was burned by the fire, and only this relic remained."
She turned her fingertips, and a brocade box appeared. When she opened it, there was a snow-white relic inside. Xuan Su moved closer to see clearly, but Ming Mei closed the brocade box. "This is the most precious thing that my senior sister left me. I regard it as a jade."
"We suspect that Senior Sister may have been plotted against, and the Jade Temple was also destroyed by someone. I am dull and have spent half a year investigating, but I have no clue. I feel ashamed of my teacher and my Senior Sister. So I place my hope on you. "
A few tears overflowed from the corners of Mingmei's eyes. She looked at Xuan Su, full of expectation. "Disciple, you immediately go to the Jade Platform and activate your mysterious roots. I want to know who killed Senior Sister and destroyed the Jade Temple!"
Xuan Su couldn't resist the master's earnest gaze, so he sat cross-legged on the bluestone, slightly closed his eyes, with his five hearts facing the sky, his mind, mind and energy united, his body was filled with green light, and he soon entered the realm of nothingness, with the breeze blowing by. , standing still.
After a moment, she opened her eyes and said, "Master, please forgive me. My disciple's practice is still shallow, and his thoughts travel through time and space, but no effective information has been detected."
Mingmei was not surprised, "The person who can plot against Senior Sister must be very powerful, and he will definitely try to erase the traces. It doesn't matter, you are extremely talented, and you will definitely be able to get to the bottom of it."
She paused for a moment and then said: "Senior sister passed away and claimed that she died of an illness. The destruction of the Jade Temple is related to the rise and fall of our sect, so we must keep it secret."
"My disciple will abide by your instructions, keep it secret, and only investigate secretly."
Master and apprentice went down the mountain in silence. Walking to the front of Yunying Hall, Jingyan came up to him, holding a strip-shaped brocade box in his hand. "Just now, a woman sent this thing to the mountain gate and said that it should be given to Junior Sister Xuansu, and she left."
Xuan Su was confused and was about to open it, but Ming Mei quickly stopped her, "Be careful of fraud!"
Xuan Su nodded, his palms emitted a dense green energy, and he wrapped the brocade box. The green light inside was also full, and it opened automatically, revealing a green dagger. Xuan Su holds it in his hand, the blade of the sword is dazzling with green light.
"It actually echoes your profound roots. What's the origin? Who gave it to you?"
Xuan Su flicked his palm and the sword disappeared without a trace. "If you can communicate with me, you are indeed a good weapon. It is better to give gifts than to seek revenge, so I will accept it first."
"Since there are so many doubts, let's call this sword Qing Yi."
At this moment, a white light shot straight into the sky outside the mountain gate, and a cold air hit his face. Then, several rays of blue light moved like dragons and snakes, entangled and fighting with the white light, one ebbing and the other ebbing.
The host frowned, "It's actually on par with our fairy formation. He's not a mediocre player at all!"
Jingyan was eager to try, "Uncle, please allow me to weaken his spirit."
Mingmei waved her hand, "With this attitude, you won't stop until you see the person you want to see. Disciple, go ahead!"
Xuansu had no choice but to teleport outside the mountain gate, where a fierce battle was taking place on the Wuming Lake. Seven nuns, holding whisks, dazzling blue light, as dense as a spider web, surrounded their opponents.
The young man fighting was dressed in pure white, his sword was as white as snow, and his whole body was like a stream of white light. His movement was elegant between movement and stillness.
Xuan Su flew forward and stood on the lake. When the man found her, he burst out with a powerful burst of white light, knocking the nuns away, and then teleported to Xuan Su, standing still just a short distance away. Snow falls from the sky, fluttering.
"It's you……"
