On the top of the distant snow mountain, the cold moonlight is quiet.
In a carved room, a girl dressed in white is better than snow. Her facial features are exquisite. She stands quietly in front of the window, looking at the bright moon in the air. She looks sad. "You promised me that she would come to see me within two years!" Clenching his lower lip, he exuded a trace of cold outside.
On one side of the desk, the water in the cup formed ice when breathing after being contaminated with the cold, and the whole cup broke open
As soon as the voice fell, the girl frowned slightly and said in an impatient tone, "I said that you are not allowed to enter my room in the future!"
But I saw a sudden ripple in the air in the room, and then walked out of it. Three old people came out in a row. Their long hair reached their waist, white, and their eyebrows were white.
The old man on the left couldn't help laughing, scratched his head, and proudly raised his chin at the two people around him. "I'm right. As long as she is close to Xin'er's three feet away, she must be able to feel that she is old and unwilling to believe." He began to complain.
The remaining two nodded and bowed for a while, saying yes again and again, but with a smile on their faces, they didn't know anything wrong. "The second sister was right. As soon as she got close to three feet, Xin'er found out."
Three old people in a row lined up and stood smiling in front of Zifeng. If Xuanqing palace sees this scene, it will break its eyes. There are four Supreme elders in Xuanqing palace, and now all three are present. The supreme elder lives in the depths of Xuanqing palace. He will not appear unless there is a major event of life and death in Xuanqing palace. In the usual time, even if the elder is kneeling on the top of the snow mountain for a year, he won't answer. Now it's all crowded in this small boudoir.
Xuanqing palace has only recruited female disciples since ancient times. Tens of thousands of disciples from up to down in the palace are all daughters. In Xuanqing palace, a man is called the embodiment of filth. If he touches it, he will pollute his pure and clean body.
"Xin'er, what level have you reached in Xuanqing Heart Sutra? Look at the cold. I'm afraid there are five floors. " The old man on the left and right sides raised his eyebrows slightly. Seeing the anger on Xin'er's small face, he asked pleasantly.
At this opening, the two people around them began to praise endlessly. For half a year, there was almost no stagnation since they first came into contact with the Xuanqing Heart Sutra. It seemed that the Zhengong mental method of Xuanqing palace was specially prepared for Xin'er.
For a whole year and a half, after Bing Lingjing brought Xin'er to Xuanqing palace, he and a thousand disciples went through all kinds of examinations day and night. In the cold winter and December, he was naked and soaked in the cold pool. One bubble is three days and three nights. Then, on the snowy mountain top with fierce cold wind, he endured the ravage of cold wind for half a month
Again and again, there is no end, there is no end. It seems that the end of this time is just the beginning of the next game. For more than a year, a thousand girls depend on each other and endure one assessment together. How many people fell down, including several times, that is, the girl beside her stagnated in the cold wind, her vitality was lax, her breathing and heartbeat disappeared together.
For more than two years, Xin'er only met two friends in Xuanqing palace. The former was Xiaohong who had experienced together, and then died in his arms. From that moment on, Xin'er's face was covered with an unhealthy pallor. It was not a physical illness, but a heart knot, a deep heart knot in the heart. This is a deep scar. It hurts when you uncover it.
The other person is Xiaolian, xiner's maid, but xiner has never instructed Xiaolian to do anything. Even so, one day when she went back, she still couldn't find Xiaolian's figure. There was only one bad news, like a pale paper, which wrapped her young heart and became a black space where the sun could no longer shine.
Ignoring the three old men in front of her, Xin'er ignored their existence and lay on the bed. She covered the sky silk on the ice bed with her head and let the darkness drown her. She was unwilling to say even that to several people.
A thousand people, in the end, less than ten fingers can really carry it. If Xin'er didn't have such a desire at the bottom of her heart, she still hovered in her head with a promise made by her brother at the beginning. Then Xin'er won't struggle to get up from the thick snow.
The three people in front of her, yes, are meticulous to Xin'er, but they don't even leave a trace of free space for her. No matter what Xin'er wants to do, it will always accompany her. But do they value her? It's just this ice spirit body. They value her talent and hope that she can become the leader of Xuanqing palace in the future.
Wu Zun is a strong man. He can penetrate time and space, come whenever he wants, and go whenever he wants
I just felt that there was a huge stone on her chest, which made it difficult for her to breathe.
"I said Xin'er. It's not good to sleep like this. What if it's suffocated? Come on, expose your little head. "He came forward and slowly pulled the icy sky silk from Xin'er.
This pull, Xin'er's small face full of tears appeared in front of several people. Xin'er always told herself that she didn't cry and would not cry to the people in front of her anyway. She believed that sooner or later, her brother would help her get it back. But for two years, for two years, I didn't even receive a note. The yellowing talisman bag was still hung by Xin'er, thinking that one day I could receive the voice from Xuantian at the first time.
The old hands of "Xin'er you" hung directly in the air
At the moment, Xin'er suddenly sat up stubbornly and wiped away the tears on her face, "I want to participate in the sect contest!"
"Didn't Xin'er agree. A sectarian contest, let others participate "
However, before the old man finished, Xin'er said very firmly, "I must participate in the sect competition and see the gap with the other four palace disciples, otherwise I won't practice in the future!"
I thought the three would obstruct, but after hearing Xin'er's "real" idea, they nodded and said, "also, it's not good to practice alone. If you don't know the gap with other disciples of the three palaces, Xuanqing palace will build cars behind closed doors in the future. OK, Xin'er, wait. I'll arrange it for you now. " Said directly into the space, disappeared.
After staying for a while, the remaining two disappeared. The whole room fell into silence again. With a long sigh for a long time, Xin'er looked at the bright moon outside the window, "brother Zifeng, have you really come?"