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Unlike the world of cultivation where the weather changes can change from the mind, there are still four seasons of reincarnation and changes in the world.

The world of mortal world, the capital.

Another heavy snow that will flood people with another year.

A few pieces of corpses were faintly exposed in the thick snow mixed with the mud at the foot of the city gate. The cold wind blew clusters of heavy snow on people, causing coolness to the whole body.

A child wearing a thin linen shirt and looking only four or five years old, stepping along the wall, stepping into the thick snow half her tall, and struggling forward with difficulty.

After walking to the pile of corpses under the city wall, the child breathed a sigh of relief. He faced the snow and struggled to move forward, took off the clothes on the bodies and put them on himself.

However, the clothes on these people were also covered with rag shirts, cold and covered with muddy and oil, so they couldn't warm themselves even if they were worn.

The slutty-faced child sniffed, stretched out his little hand that was cold red, barely moved the bodies, and took off a few more rag clothes. After a while, he found a position that could slightly block the wind and snow.

But before she could hide in this safe haven that she had finally piled up, she was suddenly pulled over and fell to the snow by her back.

The ground is full of snow, and it doesn’t hurt if it is thrown out. It just falls into the clothes, making it biting cold.

The one who pulled her was a beggar who was skinny but still much taller than her.

The other party was wearing a bunch of tattered clothes like her, but she wore more and looked warmer than her.

The beggar took over the safe haven she had just created. Seeing that she hadn't left yet, the turbid and evil eyes fell on her again.

Beggar recognizes this child when he is seeking survival outside this Fengdu City.

He still remembered that the other party seemed to be a mute who couldn't speak?

To be honest, this safe haven built by the corpse and rag is no match for a fresh meal of flesh and blood...

The man's eyes showed uncomfortable greed, and his steps slowly took a step forward.

The child realized something, lowered his head, and left quickly without saying a word.

The wind and snow in the world are getting stronger, and it is hard for people to move forward.

The beggar looked at her back and narrowed her eyes a little bit sadly, and finally retracted into the safe haven he had just snatched.

Of course, the safe haven cannot completely block the wind and snow, but the little beggar did a good job at all, at least much better than blowing the air outside.

He also snatched a lot of clothes from others, and now he is not that cold when wearing them.

The snow is falling all the time, and the excessive wind and snow make it easy for people to be confused about the time. Only when the sky is completely dark will people know that the night has arrived.

The howling north wind covered the heavy and heavy footsteps of people stepping on the snow.

The beggar who was hiding from the wind and snow in the snatched safe haven was still half asleep and half awake, thinking that next time he met the mute, he would catch the other person and have a full meal...

The stones rolled over the ground, leaving a line of straight marks.

But soon, the traces of this line were buried by Xinxue again.

Under the dim moonlight, the small figure slowly pushed the stone to the "safe haven".

After a while, she struggled to pick up the stone as big as her half a person, and then smashed it hard.

The scarlet and dirty blood splattered on the snow, making it dirty.

...

No matter how cold a person is, as long as he is still alive, the flesh and blood under his skin will still be hot.

It’s just a pity that the wind and snow are too strong, and the blood on your hands brings a little bit of warmth, so it becomes cold again.

The small figure stood under the city wall, watching quietly as the other party gradually stopped struggling, and his shallow eyes were calmly filled with a pool of stagnant water.

After a while, just as she reached out to move the corpse away, Yu Guang suddenly caught a glimpse of something.

She paused, turned her hands behind her back, and looked over.

The moon in the sky is also covered by wind and snow, and the whole world is gray.

In the completely gray world, the pure white figure reflects the glimmer of the moonlight.

I don’t know when the man was standing there, nor how much he saw what happened just now. He just stood there quietly, his eyebrows and eyes were covered with snow and pearls and jade. Even the wind and snow that blew through him became gentle and quiet.

"I want to take an apprentice." He looked at her, his voice as cold as the snow water flowing from the mountains, cold all the way into people's hearts.

The snow was so heavy, but his voice was so clear that it seemed to be right in his ears.

"Would you like to be my apprentice?"

He actually asked her this.

The child wearing a rag shirt had a calm eyes, but his face showed a false and empty surprise and surprise.

Just like an ordinary little beggar reacts when he hears a nobleman who suddenly appears in front of him, like a banished immortal, who actually wants to accept himself as his disciple.

The hand behind him was buried in the biting cold snow and wiped it repeatedly.

After a long time, she wiped her hands clean, and walked a little staggeringly across the thick snow to the young man with a tall and beautiful dress.

She raised her head and tried to make herself look more well-behaved and obedient.

She showed a soft and sweet smile to the other party, and nodded silently and vigorously.

Wen Zheyu's eyes were low, and the eyes covered with frost and snow, and the quiet and indifferent eyes clearly reflected the scarlet red splashed on the child's face.

Fluttering flames, free and confused.

Born to be a demonic heart.

It is a disaster for the entire world of immortal cultivation.

So.

...

Three hundred years ago, there was a battle between immortals and demons. Taiwei Sect, the leader of the five major sects, led a group of monks and an army of demon cultivators to fight in Akasawa River.

The new master of the Demon World, Tongchen Demon Lord, has reached half a step to overcome the tribulation, and the five major sects are defeated and retreated step by step on the battlefield.

At the critical moment when the army of demon cultivators was about to break through the defense lines of the five major sects, the Xuanyu Daojun of Taiwei Sect was promoted to overcome the tribulation, reversed the situation with his own strength, severely injured the Demon Lord, drove the Demon Cultivator army back to the underworld, and set up a seal barrier, sealing a group of demon cultivators in the underworld.

Three hundred years later, a peaceful school in the world of cultivation was found.

The major sects that were severely damaged in the war also recuperated and gradually returned to their former prosperity.

Recently, the Qitian Competition, which is used to select new disciples in Taiwei Sect, has just ended. It is a special time to allocate mountains to new disciples and become disciples.

When it comes to the mountain that new disciples want to worship the most, it is undoubtedly Xuanyu Mountain—

That is, the mountain where Xuanyu Taoist Lord is now the leader of the righteous path in the world of cultivation.

Since repelling the army of demon cultivators three hundred years ago, Daojun Xuanyu has been in seclusion and has never accepted any disciples under his seat.

I heard that Xuanyu Daojun seems to have left the seclusion recently, and it happened that this sect was accepting new things. Some people inevitably wondered if Xuanyu Daojun had the idea of ​​accepting disciples.

But to everyone's disappointment, until the Qitian Competition was completely over, all the new disciples were assigned to the mountain to go, and they did not hear any disciples being assigned to the seat of Xuanyu Dao.

Just as the disciples were feeling sorry for each other, the Xuanyu Taoist Lord, who was so breeze and moon high above and never fell into the mortal world, suddenly went to the mortal world, and then...

He brought back an apprentice.

Just as the sect was curious about what kind of talented genius could make Xuanyu Daojun take a fancy to him. When he went to the mortal world to collect disciples, it was heard from the disciples in charge of errands in Xuanyu Mountain—

The new disciple Xuanyu Daojun accepted was actually an ordinary mortal with only false spiritual roots.

The other party is even a mute who can't speak!

For a moment, the sects were talking about it—
Chapter completed!