"In the vast northern cold region, the ground you dig is three feet white."
Beihan is known as the hometown of ice and snow. The snow that never melts all year round buries the ground very deep, and the ups and downs that stretch for thousands of miles are covered with snow.
"Shaozhou", one of the forty-nine northern cold continents
To the west of Shaozhou, there is a branch "Qixia Mountains" that human sword cultivators have guarded for thousands of years.
An immortal once spent some time walking across the Qixia Mountains. The Qixia Mountains run 450 billion steps from east to west, covering 900 million miles of land, and 160 billion steps from north to south, covering 320 million miles of land. It is 1.4 trillion acres, such a vast territory, and Shaozhou is hundreds of times as vast.
There are dozens of human kingdoms in the mountains, and the "Hanxue Dynasty" is the lord of dozens of kingdoms in the east. The central and southern regions are respected by the "Wind Dynasty". In the north, the "Xiabei Dynasty" was the leader, forming a three-legged situation.
In addition to the iron-blooded soldiers and sturdy cavalry, the reason why they can serve as the big brothers of the imperial court in dozens of countries is that they are the spokespersons of the Sword Sect in the mortal world.
The remote city gate "Chou Nu Pass" of the Hanxue Dynasty, a border town that is sparsely populated on weekdays, is extremely quiet in the middle of the night.
The white snow reflects the moonlight, and the night is no longer so dark. Jinsong's waist has never been bent by the snow. Occasionally, the howling north wind blows, and Jinsong shakes his body. The sound of "click, click" pine needles mixed with snow residue falling on the snow can be heard intermittently.
In the dark night, the charcoal fire was burning brightly. Yu Shao knew that Qi Zishao had added some new charcoal before going to bed, otherwise the fire would not be so bright. After waking up from the dream, Yu Shao no longer felt sleepy. After getting dressed, he sat down. Sitting in front of the Sifang table for half an hour, hearing the sound of pine needles falling to the ground outside the window made Yu Shao feel more and more depressed.
The better Qi Zishao treats him, the more he will think about what happened with Qi Zishao in the past few days, and his mood will become even worse.
Especially tonight before he went to bed, he heard other people's voices coming from in front of Qi Zishao's door. Yu Shao didn't know the details of the two people. Yu Shao didn't have the character to listen to others. He covered his head tightly in the quilt and refused to let himself go. Hearing this, he finally fell asleep.
The red fire illuminated half of the young man's handsome face. He was dressed in loose white silk, with a white jade phoenix crown to tie his hair, a lotus flower with gold and silver threads on his chest, a jade belt inlaid around his waist, and a pair of white jade and lotus sachets with double phoenixes. , wearing white boots.
He is handsome, unlike the dry and cracked dark red skin of the Northern Han people. His tender white face is slightly peach red, and his pair of red and phoenix eyes are even colder. You can see the young man's face under the light of the fire. Thin green blood vessels.
"Humph" Yu Shao groaned, got up and walked towards the door. There were still two or three hours before dawn, and he couldn't fall asleep anymore.
Yu Shao walked with a breeze, a pair of jade pendants around his waist kept hitting each other and making a pleasant sound. He took off the white fox fur cloak from the hanger and put it on his shoulders, and left his hut.
There were two sets of footprints left in the snow-covered courtyard. The footprints of the person who came and the footprints of the person who left were both in the same place. Yu Shao had the ability of night vision, and he saw bright red snow accompanying the footprints from time to time. .
It was blood staining the snow, and the man was injured. Yu Shao couldn't help but think of the dream he had just now.
In the dream, there was a scarlet man. His skull was smashed into pieces. The broken skull was beating with the brain. The crimson blood stained the man's cheek armor. The black armor was cracked in many places and the sternum was collapsed. If an ordinary person suffered this kind of injury, The injury should have killed him long ago, but the man in the dream was still standing with his sword. It was a ghost-headed sword with a faint light. It was longer and wider than the ordinary ghost-headed sword, and it was more powerful and domineering.
The man was very strange, at least Yu Shao thought he was very strange. The man who was dying with his skull broken and his facial features displaced seemed to have a smile in his eyes.
He looked at Yu Shao, then at the Ghost Head Sword in his hand, and handed the Ghost Head Sword to Yu Shao. Seeing that Yu Shao refused to accept it, he was obviously stunned, and the smile disappeared from his eyes. After a moment, He was at a loss and stuck the ghost-headed knife into the snow again.
The man left without taking his Ghost Head Sword with him. He dragged his exhausted body away and disappeared from Yu Shao's sight step by step.
"Are you worried about staying up so late?"
Qi Zishao's voice was cold and emotionless.
"I just can't sleep!" Yu Shao subconsciously looked up. The neatly arranged mandarin duck tiles were covered with ice picks as thick as his arms. His long legs in a purple skirt, white trousers and purple boots were swinging back and forth. Yu Shao quickly stepped aside and finally saw the owner of these legs. .
Purple boots, white trousers, purple skirt, light cyan jacket and purple gauze. Her hands were folded on her legs and pressed against the sword that she never left her body. Her black and thick hair is tied into a bun, her nose is high, her lips are full, her almond-shaped eyes are staring at Yu Shao, she is a heroic beauty.
There was a pure white animal skin blanket under Qi Zishao's buttocks. It was obvious that she had been sitting here for a long time.
"Then why don't you sleep?" Yu Shao asked.
"Come up." Qi Zishao moved her position and motioned for Yu Shao to sit next to her.
"Is something wrong?" Yu Shao continued to ask unmoved.
"Something's wrong." Qi Zishao retracted his legs from the eaves and hugged his knees with his arms.
"What's the matter?"
"Come up here and I'll look at something with you." Qi Zishao invited Yu Shao again.
"I can see it now, too."
"Yes." Qi Zishao was no longer reluctant. She patted the sword on her lap with her green-white fingertips. A faint light flashed and a dark ghost-headed sword appeared in her hand.
"Huh?" Yu Shao was not surprised by the sudden appearance of the ghost-headed sword, but this ghost-headed sword was the same as the one in his dream.
"It seems he has looked for you." Qi Zishao understood after seeing Yu Shao's reaction.
"who is he?"
"Didn't you meet him?"
"In a dream?"
"right."
"Then who is he?"
"Zhang Yixiao. Silver Moon Scimitar Nie Sikuang's little apprentice, Ghost Sword Emperor Zhang Yixiao."
"Oh, you are familiar with each other?" Yu Shao said this in a nonchalant manner and then added, "Why did he appear in my dream?"
"This is the first time I've seen him. As for why he appeared in your dream, you should have seen how miserable he was when he was seriously injured. He even fled for seven days and couldn't get rid of his pursuers. I don't know who to listen to." I was here as you said, and he found me last night, hoping that I could take action, so I refused him out of fear of trouble."
"Oh." Yu Shao digested it for a while and pinched the breeze seal with his hand. Milky white light danced on his fingertips. A breeze lifted Yu Shao to the eaves. Yu Shao naturally sat next to Qi Zishao.
"Because I rejected him, that's why he went to find you. As for entering dreams, this is a spell from Xiaoxuan Chuang called "Ye Lai You", which can enter other people's dreams."
"Since he knows you won't take action, what does he mean by leaving the weapon?" Yu Shao asked.
"Maybe it's because weapons are very important to him!" Qi Zishao didn't seem to understand what Zhang Yixiao meant, and answered half-guessing.
"How important can it be? Being chased and throwing away weapons is different from cutting off a tiger and cutting off its claws! Does he want to use his own hands to find the enemy to surrender? This person is really stupid." Yu Shao mocked.
"Alas!" Qi Zishao also sighed.
"What are you going to do with this knife?" Yu Shao asked again.
"It's up to you how to deal with it."
"I?"
"He gave the knife to you, not to me."
"Hmph, maybe it can be sold for a good price." Yu Shao said coldly.
"Oh, I have a place where I can get rid of this knife. In exchange for a large sum of spiritual stones."
"Where?" Yu Shao asked.
"The original name of this knife is Qianfen, and it is one of the ten treasures of the Xiaoxuanchuang Sect. About a thousand years ago, when Zhang Yixiao was still a disciple of Xiaoxuanchuang, he stole this knife, but was discovered unexpectedly. But for some reason, Zhang Yixiao would rather die than hand over Qianfen, which triggered a civil war in Xiaoxuanchuang. It was difficult for him to fight with two fists. When Zhang Yixiao was about to be captured, his master came, oh yes, then He was not his master at that time. Zhang Yixiao's current master, Silver Moon Scimitar Nie Sikuang, suddenly came to Xiaoxuan window, saved Zhang Yixiao and accepted him as his disciple, and exchanged the divine weapon Taiyin Wheel for the Thousand Tombs. If you sell Qianfen to Xiaoxuanchuang, you might be able to get a good price." Qi Zishao patiently explained. The two of them may only talk more if they discuss some things in cultivating immortals! After all, after living together for sixteen years, the two of them understood each other's meaning just by looking at each other.
Although Yu Shao is also a cultivator of immortality, Qi Zishao is his guide. As Yu Shao's first and only Taoist friend on the path of cultivating immortality, Qi Zishao informed Yu Shao of all the knowledge of cultivating immortality and the secrets of the immortal world.
Yu Shao took the ghost-headed knife Qianfen from Qi Zishao, patted the jade pendant on his waist, and the dark Qianfen disappeared.
"Then who is this Nie Sikuan?"
"Sage Xue Mourning has nine sworn brothers. He is the ninth, the second one with the title of Immortal."
In fact, Yu Shao didn't quite understand what Qi Zishao said. Yu Shao knew the realm of immortal cultivators and the realm he was in. He knew that the world he was in was called Wuzang Land, but he had never seen it with his own eyes, so Yu Shao had always been A little knowledge.
"The Snow Mourning Saint who holds his young son and the two Saints in his arms?" Yu Shao asked again.
Qi Zishao did not answer but asked, "Why are you going there in the middle of the night?"
Yu Shao didn't answer and asked instead, "What are you doing on the roof in the middle of the night?"
"After all, Zhang Yixiao has appeared here before. I'm afraid that someone who is not discerning will find him here."
"Yeah." Yu Shao nodded.
"Let me tell you something more."
"explain."
"I gotta go."
The young man in white was stunned for a moment and said, "I think this place is quite nice, but I really can't bear to leave suddenly!"
"It's me." Qi Zishao also paused and replied.
"oh."
"In recent years, the younger generation of the Holy Court have encountered accidents one after another when they go out. As the first holy place of the human race, I believe that no one except the Demon Court dares to touch the people of the Holy Court. This also indicates that the Demon Court and the Holy Court will soon A war will break out, and if you are by my side then I will have no time to take care of your safety, and I don’t want what happened last time to happen again.”
"Are you afraid that I will drag you down?" Yu Shao tilted his head and looked into Qi Zishao's eyes. Yu Shao saw panic and nervousness in those sharp eyes, but he did not see the anger he wanted to see.
"Your cultivation is too weak." Qi Zishao explained.
"I see."
"I have already arranged where you will go."
"Didn't you say that there is no safer place than your side in the entire Wuzang Land?" Yu Shao regretted what he said. He felt that what he said was inexplicable.
"Now and then, do you know why I brought you to Qixia Mountain?"
"Why?"
"Because of Jian Zong."
"Jianzong, you don't even look at his founder. Is this a safe place?" Yu Shao turned away and no longer looked into Qi Zishao's eyes.
"First of all, unlike Middle-earth, which is constantly war-torn, Beihan is rich in real estate, but the environment is harsh. Except for the indigenous people who live in Beihan all year round, almost no race will center their development on Beihan. Moreover, you are a born Law Saint. Beihan is the most suitable place for you to understand the laws of wind and snow. There is no war in Beihan and the harsh environment for others can cultivate your growth."
"Secondly, almost every continent in the forty-nine North Cold Continents has an overlord. Only the former overlord of Shaozhou has died long ago because he offended the Sword Emperor. Therefore, Shaozhou does not have an immortal with the title of Erjia. Now the leader of the Sword Sect is The apprentice of the Sword Emperor, I believe that even if there are immortals with the title of Erjia who want to attack Shaozhou, they will avoid the Sword Sect, a sect with a big background."
"It turns out it was already planned."
"I just didn't know how to tell you."
"It's true that it's hard for me to gain experience by your side, which is good." Yu Shao spread his hands in front of Qi Zishao and said nonchalantly.
Qi Zishao understood this and held Yu Shao's palm tightly with his slender white hands.
Yu Shao's hand was cold, and Qi Zishao's hand was also cold, but the two of them felt so warm when they held it.
"I don't want you to be born too early. Back then, the Holy Court Prince was captured by the Demon Court because of his sharp edge. On the Immortal Killing Platform, he was stabbed under the gaze of all the demons. Snow Mourning Saint sat in the twenty continents of the Middle Earth, with nine brothers. , eight hundred immortals, and tens of millions of immortal cultivators have not been able to save the perfect prince, I am afraid that you will fall into his footsteps." Qi Zishao held the hand tighter.
"Qi Zishao, I don't believe it." Yu Shao felt the power coming from his palm and uttered these inexplicable words confidently.
The heroic beauty gave her an encouraging look.
The two of them held hands and talked on the eaves all night long. Qi Zishao kept giving instructions and patiently explaining to Yu Shao the problems he might encounter in his cultivation.
In the end, Qi Zishao didn't know what she said, or whether Yu Shao was listening. She only saw Yu Shao staring at her, and she looked at Yu Shao intently.
