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Chapter 1587 Jun is here to appreciate the snow

 In the border area of ​​Bailuzhou, there is a deserted mountain wilderness.

night.

Snow is falling heavily, in a dilapidated Taoist temple in the mountains.

The bonfire was burning, and Fang Han was warming wine by the fire.

On one side, Su Yi was lying in a wicker chair, with his eyes half open and half closed, admiring the heavy snow falling outside.

Two days ago, the Jinghu Fairy Fair came to an end. Su Yi was warmly flattered and greeted by all the fairies, and was extremely disturbed.

In order to find some peace and quiet, he immediately bid farewell to Fu Yunzhong and left with Fang Han.

We walked all the way through the mountains and rivers, and when the heavy snow fell tonight, we arrived at this wilderness broken Taoist temple located on the border of Bailuzhou.

It was freezing cold and the mountains were covered with heavy snow.

In this ruined temple in the wilderness, lighting a bonfire and boiling a pot of old wine are enough to comfort people.

Soon, Fang Han handed the boiled pot of wine to Su Yi and said, "We have arrived at Bailuzhou. Where are you... planning to take me?"

Su Yi took the wine bottle and took a swig first, then exhaled with satisfaction and said, "It doesn't matter where you go. What matters is, has your sister ever written you a reply?"

Fang Han was stunned, "You know everything?"

Su Yi said: "You were on the Yunzhou Ship using the Biuan Star Moving Talisman to send a message. It was difficult for me not to notice it."

Fang Han muttered: "I knew I couldn't hide it from you. Yes, I did write a letter to my sister, but...she hasn't replied yet."

As he said this, a deep worry appeared on the young man's eyebrows.

Su Yi looked at the heavy snow falling outside the house and said softly: "So, at this time, you still don't want to tell me what disaster happened to your Biuanling Clan?"

Fang Han's face changed slightly and his eyes became sad.

The young man sat alone by the campfire and was silent for a long time before he said: "Actually... I don't know."

His eyes filled with memories, "In my childhood memories, I have been wandering with my sister, begging for a living like a beggar. In order to survive, I had to fight for food like a wild dog... those

Years ago, all I remember is hunger and cold."

"My sister has it harder. She is only four years older than me, but as long as she finds food, she will let me fill my stomach first."

"She always says she's not hungry, but actually I know she just wants me to eat enough."

"When I was bullied, my sister would fight like crazy, even if she suffered a lot of blood."

"You may not believe it, but in my childhood memories, there are only hunger, cold, hesitation and gloom. If it weren't for my sister who always protected me from the wind and rain, I would have died long ago."

As he spoke, the young man's eyes turned red, "My sister always told me that no matter how difficult it is, no matter how much suffering we endure, we must survive, because only by surviving can we avenge those people who have passed away, and can we, the Bianling Clan,

Live forever!"

The young man's voice became choked with sobs.

He lowered his head, as if he didn't want Su Yi to see the sadness on his face.

Su Yi's mind was churning.

He had indeed expected that Fang Han would have experienced many miserable and painful things when he was a child, but he did not expect that it would be so miserable.

Thinking back to the beginning, the Bi'anling Clan was one of the largest clans in the world. Their ancestors guarded the Seventh Heaven Pass for generations, throwing their lives and blood!

Fang Han seemed to have opened up his chat box, and in the following time, he talked about the past by the bonfire and the color of snow.

Su Yi held the wine bottle and listened quietly.

He could see that the young man was depressed inside and had been suppressing it for too long.

In the process, Su Yi also learned some things.

Three years ago, when Fang Han and his sister fled to the wilderness to escape the war, they were unfortunately robbed by a group of evil forces who dominated the mountains.

Eventually, the two siblings were sold as slaves and separated.

In the past three years, Fang Han has been resold and sold many times because of his Bian bloodline, and his life has been miserable.

If he hadn't been rescued by Su Yi at the Black Dragon Market, Fang Han would still be destined to be trafficked.

Knowing this, Su Yi couldn't help but sigh secretly.

The common man is not guilty, but he is guilty of carrying the jade. Fang Han, a descendant of the Bigan Spirit Clan, is simply a rare treasure in the eyes of some monks!

Just like not long ago on Yunchuan, the reason why Hua Xingchen's men arrested Fang Han was also because of the "Biuan blood" in his body.

Suddenly, Fang Han said seriously: "Senior, if you can help me find my sister, no matter what your purpose is for being so kind to me, I promise that I will repay your kindness in the future, even if I die!"

The young man's expression was filled with anticipation, and even his address to Su Yi changed from "you" to "senior".

Su Yi chuckled and said, "Do you think I need your repayment?"

Fang Han scratched his head and fell silent.

That’s right, how could a being who made immortal kings such as Red Dragon Daojun treat him as a guest, and made the immortal kings feel in awe, how could he care about his own repayment?

Not to mention, this being once furiously killed the immortals in the Xiangyun Immortal Palace, bloodbathed the Lingyun Tower on the Cloud Ship, and also suppressed the Formless Demon at the Void Realm Immortal Conference!

For a moment, Fang Han felt quite depressed.

But Su Yi changed the subject and said, "However, I accept your intention. If you really want to repay me in the future, practice well and don't disgrace the name of your ancestors of the Biman Spirit Clan!"

Fang Han was shocked, his eyes became bright, and he said: "So, senior, you agreed?"

"Even if you don't mention it, I will go find your sister."

Su Yi whispered.

As he spoke, he took out a jade slip from his arms and started to read it.

The jade slip was a gift from Chu Baichan of Shenji Pavilion.

Before leaving the Jinghu Fairy Association, Su Yi had a conversation with Chu Baichan.

From Chu Baichan's words, Su Yi roughly judged that there seemed to be a certain god standing behind the "Shenji Pavilion" where Chu Baichan served!

In other words, before the Immortal Fall era, there was indeed no such force as Shenji Pavilion in the world.

Because the Shenji Pavilion is a new force that has risen in this world, backed by a certain god, the powerful men in the sect are spread all over the fairy world, specializing in investigating and collecting the secrets and information of the world, so they have many unknown secrets in the fairy world in their hands.

secret.

It is precisely because of this that the various lists compiled by Shenji Pavilion, such as the "Ultra Realm Fairy List" and "Void Realm Fairy List", are recognized by most powerful people in the fairy world.

The jade slip in Su Yi's hand was a gift from Chu Baichan. It contains the latest list of the Immortal List of the Universe and the list of the Immortal List of the Virtual Realm.

In addition, there is also a unique secret seal pattern of Shenji Pavilion in the jade slip, which can be used to contact people in Shenji Pavilion. As long as they can afford the money, they can buy many unknown secrets from Shenji Pavilion.

The bonfire was raging and the snow was falling.

Su Yi lay on the wicker chair and looked at the list of the top 100 strong men on the "Void Realm Immortal List" with great interest.

Each list is marked with information such as name, origin, cultivation level, talent, mentorship, etc.

There are even comments from Shenji Pavilion.

For example, the woman named "Yingxiu" who ranks first on the list of immortals in the virtual world is from "Yaoguang Pure Land", one of the three pure lands in Mount Buzhou.

This girl has pure bones and natural beauty. She is a saint from the "Pure Land of Yaoguang". Her talent and talent can overwhelm the true immortals in the world and make countless heroes feel ashamed.

Reviews of Shenji Pavilion were also generous in their praise, calling Yingxiu "unique among all the beauties, and one of the true immortals."

"Yingxiu, is this woman a descendant of Yingshanxue?"

Su Yi was thoughtful.

Yingshanxue looks like a man's name, but is actually a woman's name.

Before the Immortal Fall era, he was in charge of the Yaoguang Pure Land and was honored as its headmaster. He also climbed to the top of the Immortal Way and overlooked the heroes of the Immortal World.

At the beginning, Yingshan Snow's reputation was equal to that of Emperor Xinghuan, one of the three demon emperors of Beiminghai.

In fact, many powerful people on the Immortal Realm List reminded Su Yi of many things.

It's not that Su Yi knows the other person, but the other person's talent, origin, and the power behind it make Su Yi feel familiar.

After a long time, Su Yi put away the jade slips and drank all the pot of wine. He was almost drunk but his whole body was smoky.

He stood up and walked towards the Taoist temple.

Fang Han couldn't help but said: "Senior, where are you going?"

"Walking in the snow at night, just wait here."

Su Yi put his hands on his back and walked leisurely, facing the heavy snow in the sky, towards the desolate and lonely night.

Fang Han was startled, what's so good about this snow?

Young people probably don’t know how to appreciate the beauty of heaven and earth.

Without him, the mood would be different.

In the mountains and fields, Su Yi stepped on the thick snow and roamed leisurely, feeling slightly tipsy and in a leisurely manner.

The snow falls silently and everything is white.

Although it is night, it is still difficult to hide the bright, ethereal and simple beauty.

In the eyes of ordinary people, without the illumination of lights, it would be impossible to witness this magnificent scene of heavy snow covering the sky and earth at night.

Creak, creak, creak!

The footsteps stepped on the snow, making a crisp and sweet sound.

Su Yi shook the snow off her shoulders and thought in a daze that it had been a long time since she had enjoyed the snow alone like she did tonight.

There is no more turmoil in the world, no more grudges and hatreds on the road.

In this night of heavy snow, the sky and the earth are lonely, walking alone, some are in a half-drunk and half-smoked state of mind, leisurely looking at the vastness of the universe and the beauty of the mountains and rivers.

Suddenly, deep in the sky, calamity clouds emerged, and a taboo-like aura of calamity emerged.

The mountains and rivers within a radius of three thousand miles are trapped in a strange and depressing atmosphere.

Even the heavy snowfall in the sky seemed to be frightened and stagnated in the void.

Inside the dilapidated Taoist temple, Fang Han's hair stood on end and he almost felt like suffocating.

The creatures scattered in this piece of heaven and earth are all prostrate on the ground, trembling, desperate and wandering.

That taboo-like aura of heavenly calamity suppresses and affects the rules and order of the three thousand miles of heaven and earth, plunging it into a doomsday-like atmosphere.

Su Yi frowned.

This is the catastrophe of becoming an immortal on the path to enlightenment and immortality!

Any other cultivator in Juxia Realm would be ecstatic about this.

After all, if you can take this step, you can lift Xia Feixian and ascend the road to immortality!

This is something that countless cultivators in the Juxia Realm dream of.

But Su Yi was a little unhappy.

Tonight, he was rarely free and happy, but he never thought that he would be disturbed by this sudden catastrophe of becoming an immortal.

"Go! Don't ruin my mood and ruin the beautiful snow scene tonight."

Su Yi waved his sleeves and robe.

A sword shadow rose into the sky and soared into the depths of the sky.

The sword flashed,

The sky is filled with forbidden calamity clouds and is torn into pieces.

then:

You are a snow-gatherer here, and you can cut off the immortal calamity with one sword.

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ps: More updates are coming! Without the thrilling battle, Aunt Su would just become a fairy...

I feel pretty good.


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