() On New Year’s Eve, a heavy snowfall covered Mount Huashan.

But this cannot cover up the dim lights on Huashan Mountain, countless fireworks rising into the sky from each peak, and the continuous sound of firecrackers. The entire Huashan Mountain is full of singing and dancing that night, and it is very lively.

Compared with the liveliness and warmth of Huashan, Dongfang Sheng is lying alone on this cold lake.

Jiuyang Magic has reached a bottleneck and has been unable to break through.

The icy sky, the icy lake water, the entire lake surface was covered with frost, and the cold water temperature made it unbearable for others to touch, but Dongfang Sheng was wearing a thin gown, lying quietly on his back on the icy lake water,

at every turn.

An extraordinary heart can create extraordinary things.

On a hilltop not far away, Feng Qingyang stood in the wind and snow, quietly watching the lake.

The flying snow in the sky and the frost in the mountains gathered together to form a silent sigh in Feng Qingyang's mouth.

Dongfang Sheng is a very good boy. He has good talent and quick comprehension. He also has a heart that can do things that ordinary people cannot. Feng Qingyang has seen Dongfang Sheng’s growth in the past few months. This growth rate can only be described as monster.

Feng Qingyang was very satisfied.

But……

If this oriental boy is good at swordsmanship, then there will be no regrets.

Feng Qingyang's hands are a little lonely, which is a kind of regret and helpless loneliness.

Feng Qingyang has been using swords all his life, and he is very accomplished in swordsmanship. Looking at the world today, there is no other one. Now, Feng Qingyang is almost a hundred years old, but no one can inherit the swordsmanship in his hand.

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Dongfang Sheng is Kuai Mei Jade, a very talented and evil jade.

However, beautiful jade has attributes. Although this beautiful jade has almost become a world-shaking jade under Feng Qingyang's teachings, it cannot pass on his legacy.

In this kid's words, martial arts is not as valuable as martial arts. If you haven't even learned one skill thoroughly, how can you still have the energy to learn others?

Is it possible that my Dugu Nine Swordsmanship will be lost forever?

On New Year's Eve, Dongfang Sheng lay on the cold lake all night, and Feng Qingyang also stood in the snow for half the night.

In addition to Dongfang Sheng and Feng Qingyang, there was another person in Huashan sitting alone in this cold night, still being eroded by the flying snow. As the snowflakes became more and more, he remained motionless and was soon stained by the snowflakes.

Became a snowman.

He is Linghu Chong.

It was New Year's Eve, and it would soon be a new year. Yue Buqun did not forget the chief disciple of Huashan. In the morning, he led several disciples to Siguo Cliff, preparing to inspect Linghu Chong's martial arts progress in the past six months, and then asked him to go down the mountain together.

New Year.

But the appearance of Yue Lingshan and Lin Pingzhi made Linghu Chong become absent-minded and a little depressed. When competing with his master's wife, he became confused and lost easily, which made Yue Buqun curse.

When the competition resumed, Linghu Chong was still undecided. At the critical moment, he accidentally used a move that he learned in the Five Mountains Secret Cave to break the Huashan Sword Technique. If Yue Buqun hadn't discovered it quickly, he would have almost injured his master's wife.

Yue Buqun was very angry, but the eldest disciple who had placed high hopes on him became increasingly unfulfilled.

The final result of this inspection was that everyone went home. Yue Buqun led the disciples down the mountain and returned to Chaoyang Peak, while Linghu Chong continued back to the cave at Siguo Cliff. This year, he spent time in the cave...

Linghu Chong felt very guilty for failing to live up to the high expectations of his master and his wife. After sitting quietly on the platform in front of the cliff for half a night, Linghu Chong picked up the sword and practiced the Huashan Sword Technique crazily.

On New Year's Eve, the sword traces on the cliff attracted Feng Qingyang.

The hard and continuous practice, the determination, and the dedication made the frustrated Feng Qingyang's eyes brighten.

On the other side, on the Blackwood Cliff, there was also snow all over the sky.

Since returning from Hengyang City, Dongfang Bubai has changed a lot in the past six months, becoming silent and preoccupied.

At this moment, in the middle of the night, a flute song was played on the lips of Dongfang Bubai, intertwined with the flying snow in the sky, adding a sense of loneliness to the silent black wood cliff. When the sky came, everything began to revive.

, the whole world became full of vitality.

On the fourteenth day of the first lunar month, in the main hall of Heimuya, two spies from Heimuya delivered the long-awaited news from Dongfang Bubai.

The owner of the amulet sachet has been found.

This sachet belongs to a female disciple of the Hengshan sect named Yilin.

After hearing the news, Dongfang Bubai was extremely happy and excited. He immediately left everything behind in the Sun Moon God Sect and hurried to Mount Heng.

The Lantern Festival, the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, is also a festival of reunion.

On this day, the Hengshan sect opened the visitor room and gave the female disciples of Hengshan a day off so that they could meet their parents who came to Hengshan.

Due to Dongfang Sheng's intervention, the development of Yilin, a shy girl, slightly deviated from the original work. Without the troubles caused by Linghu Chong to Yilin, this little girl has lived a good and happy life in the past six months.

This opening to visitors made Yilin a little sad. All the senior and junior sisters had relatives coming to visit, and her own relatives...

Sister, where are you?

And mom and dad, where are you?

In Yilin's heart, she has always believed that her parents, brothers and sisters are still alive. Although this is in fantasy, this is also the motivation in Yilin's heart these years.

All the senior and junior sisters went out, and only Yilin and Yiyu were left in the yard.

The senior sister from the visitor room came over, and Yilin knew that she was here to call senior sister Yiyu.

"Yilin, you also have relatives coming to visit you this time. Go and have a look quickly."

This, a relative? Yilin couldn't believe it, wondering if she had something wrong with her ears and heard wrongly. When her master brought her to Hengshan, there was no one left in the whole village, so where did her relatives come from?

"Yilin, it's true. Go and take a look." The senior sister in the guest room also turned over the visitor's book to Yilin. It clearly stated in black and white that the person who came was Yilin's cousin.

Yiyu looked at it and was surprised by Yilin. She had a very good relationship with Yilin, so didn’t she know about some of the hidden pain in Yilin’s heart? She didn’t expect that Yilin still had relatives alive, so she also felt sorry for Yilin.

Lin became happy.

Yilin came to the visitor's room with mixed emotions, a little uneasy.

The man was wearing a green shirt and turned around. Yi Lin looked at her appearance, which was very strange, but also had a sense of familiarity.

"you……"

Yi Lin didn't know how to speak, but she saw the man took off the hair tie on his forehead, and his black hair fell down on his shoulders.

"There is a black mole on your right shoulder, and a birthmark as big as a fingernail on your waist." The man said, took out an amulet-like sachet and handed it to Yilin, saying: "This amulet was from when you were a child.

I gave it to you."

At this moment, memories of childhood scenes came to mind.

The person in front of me merged with the sister in my memory.

"Sorry, I didn't have time to pick you up..."
Chapter completed!