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It turns out that behind Zizhuxuan is a lake.

It is more appropriate to say that it is a river than a lake. This lake is pyramid-shaped, stretching from Luo Changfeng's eyes to the distance, becoming narrower and narrower, passing through the narrow and steep mountain stream, flowing to the unknown.

The distant place of name.

Unable to see the scenery behind the mountain stream, Luo Changfeng couldn't help but have some beautiful fantasies on the other side of the mountain.

Huangfu Yi is not a good person. He had no communication with Luo Changfeng along the way. He has always been like this. Luo Changfeng once lived alone on Luoxia Mountain for three years, and basically, except for the beginning of the moon, he would not.

Communicate with anyone, so he adapts to silence than anyone else.

He followed Huangfu Yi and came to the lake and river.

There was a ferry not far away, and there was a row of bamboo rows at the ferry. Luo Changfeng thought that it must have been the ones that Brother Huangfu took.

The bamboo platoon was naturally taken by Huangfu Yi.

He came to the ferry, untied the knot tied to the wooden stakes by the lake, and then put on bamboo rafts.

Luo Changfeng didn't say anything and followed him up.

There were two bamboo futons on the bamboo steak. Huangfu Yi sat at the tail of the row and supported the bamboo pole. Luo Changfeng sat cross-legged and sat at the head of the row.

Bamboos are drifting on the lake and rivers. The wind blowing from the lake is shimmering and blowing on the face, which is gentler than the cool breeze in the academy, with a hint of moistness.

The sun shines on the lake, like shining gold. There are birds singing in the forest behind me, fish scattered at the bottom of the lake, and small bamboos are swimming in the water. At this moment, Luo Changfeng and Huangfu Yi are figured

, as if it is integrated with this quiet and peaceful world.

No distinction between each other, no distinction between you and me.

It is like a painting, not that they are painted between the mountains and rivers, but that the forest behind them, the mountain stream in front of them, and the lakes and rivers in front of them, are painted as their background.

The bamboo rafts entered this mountain stream.

This line of Tianshan Stream is like a portal, and this door separates two worlds.

Luo Changfeng was still fantasizing that after the first ray of heaven, there would be flowers and green willows, spring and endless vitality. However, when they opened this door and entered the first ray of heaven, a cold wind blew over, Luo Chang

The wind even shivered without warning.

A snowflake suddenly fell from his eyes, and his subconscious divine hand touched it.

The snowflakes melted in an instant at the fingertips, leaving a coldness.

Looking around, the two sides of the straits were endless silver and white, and the world was a clean color.

The trees, flowers, branches, and willows are all as crystal clear as jade and crystal clear.

In this glacier that has been formed for unknown amounts of time, everything is still, only thick snowflakes fall silently, falling on the glaciers, some frozen into ice, and some melt into water.

When the small bamboo rafts entered this world, there was a kind of static thing, which naturally gave the glacier a lot of vitality.

Huangfu Yi seemed to see Luo Changfeng's doubts, so he took the lead in breaking the silence between the two and said, "This is a glacier that has been around for thousands of years. It is said that the ancestor also chose to turn Bodhi after he was attracted by this glacier.

The academy is open in the first line of heaven. Since Master really moved here to live in seclusion, another name has been added here, Wangqingchuan!"

Luo Changfeng nodded.

Although he did not look back, he believed Huangfu Yi could see it.

This was the first time he heard of the name Wangqingchuan. An extremely cold chill came in his heart, almost making him frozen.

Perhaps because his cultivation has reached the lower state of wisdom, his spiritual consciousness communicates with the world, allowing him to see what ordinary people cannot see, what ordinary people cannot understand, and what ordinary people cannot feel.

He could actually see the silence and coldness from these three words, and see his heart as if he was dead.

Huangfu Yi stopped the bamboo tray next to the glacier and climbed the glacier with his feet.

Luo Changfeng followed closely.

The initial accident slowly turned into joy, or even the inner carnival.

He had been envious of the ice and snow spirit that his father had cultivated since he was a child, and he was clamoring to cultivate the same ice and snow spirit when he grew up.

But he lacks an excellent training venue the most.

He only heard his father say that the harsh conditions for cultivating the ice and snow spirit, the first and most important thing is to find a world like ice and snow.

However, now, I have been searching for it without any chance. There is no place in the world that is more suitable for practicing the ice and snow soul than the Forgetful River.

Moreover, the dragon-walking spear technique passed down by the Luohe Luo family must be used in the snow and ice to exert its true power. It can be said that this Forgetful River is a practice field carefully selected by God for Luo Changfeng.

Not to mention his master, he is one of the real big shots in this world!

But when Luo Changfeng and Huangfu Yi climbed the glacier and walked towards the thatched hut on the shore of the glacier, their master, who was truly a big shot in the world, returned to the academy with injuries.

Following the new students' admission, the great people from all over the world still stayed in the academy and never left. And at this moment, they were all in the academy's main discussion, waiting for the Bodhi Academy alone, and the real Fortuneless Way above ten thousand people

The clan appears.

With a creak, the door was gently pushed open.

The dim and light-free room was instantly illuminated by wisps of light, reflecting faces that were not very calm.

General Yuwen, a representative figure of the major families in the Qizhou Region, two royal criminal generals of the Zhongzhou Imperial Alliance, two of the 12 stars of Jingtian, a poster in the Tianji Pavilion, and Kunlun

A sect leader in Shanjian Pavilion.

These are the real big names, people who can dominate the world's major events.

They gathered together at some point, waiting for the figure that had become much older in the moment in front of the door.

The Wuxiang Dao Sect's footsteps were a little trembling. Even though he had lived for many years, he had never even walked almost stumbling like he did now.

The great figures in the conference hall quickly stood up and wanted to support one of the longest-lived seniors in the world, but in the end they couldn't bear it.

If the person who came in at this moment was an ordinary citizen who was in twilight years, they did not come forward to support him because they were indifferent. But the person in front of them was the Wuxiang Dao Sect of Bodhi Academy and the disciples of ordinary ancestors, who lived better than them

Too long and far away, it is much more advanced than their cultivation level. It is cruel to help them!

Because he said speechlessly: Wuxiang Dao Sect is old!

Even though he dragged his injured body, Wuxiang Dao Sect insisted on walking to the main position, then leaned back on the soft chair and leaned down.

He reached out and signaled everyone to sit down.

The father of the domain lord of Jiyunzhou, also known as Peng Jiu, looked at the Wuxiang Dao Sect, who had grown a lot aged in an instant, and finally couldn't help but wonder in his heart: "Senior Dao Sect, you are..."

"I'm injured! Very severe!"

Even when the door of the room was pushed open, everyone had a faint sense of terrible suspicion, but when Wuxiangdao Sect personally told the truth, everyone still felt unbelievable.

These simple words seemed to be filled with pressure like a sky-sinking, and the remaining power was shrouded in everyone's hearts with an endless shadow.