The winter solstice has passed, heavy snow is falling, and the entire Feilai Peak is completely white.
Shen Yu walked casually on the mountain path, letting the snowflakes fall on his body, and then fell off his green shirt.
Su Mo was teaching Yangliu how to practice at the arch bridge.
Although Yang Xiu's qualifications are average, she is extremely diligent in her practice. She is the only normal disciple in Feilai Peak.
Su Mo was very happy, thinking that Yuan Temple finally had a disciple who could serve as a role model. If everyone was as lazy as his junior brother, he was afraid that when the master saw him coming out of seclusion, his mood would be unstable and he would go into seclusion again.
Yang Liu respected this senior brother who had no cultivation at all. He listened carefully every time and then acted seriously.
The sound of footsteps sounded, and Yang Liu subconsciously heard the sound and walked over. When he saw it was Shen Yu, he immediately cheered.
Since the beginning of autumn, Shen Yu has stayed behind closed doors, and today is his first time going out.
Shen Yu said with a smile: "I have been here for a long time, and I want to take a look at the bottom of the mountain."
Su Mo was not surprised and said: "Go early and come back early. Remember to come back before Guyu next year."
Su Mo warned again: "Be more careful."
Shen Yu looked into his eyes and nodded.
Su Mo never thought that the world under the mountain was very dangerous. The only people who needed to be careful were the mountains and the Dao Sect.
For more than two years, the fighting in Fenbaoya seems to have ended.
But both of them knew that the Dao Sect was now too big, and there was a mixed bag of fish and dragons. If there was a Yang Kaitai, there would be another Kaitai. This kind of thing had already begun, how could it end so easily.
The reason why Shen Yu chose to stay behind closed doors after being injured was naturally because Feilai Peak was the safest place for Dao Sect.
Yang Liu looked at Shen Yu and opened her mouth, wanting to say something but not daring.
Shen Yu said: "I will be back soon. Please read the Taoist scripture carefully. Don't be lazy or anxious."
Yang Liu nodded heavily.
Shen Yu smiled and then rubbed her head.
Yang Liu suddenly blushed, a little shy, but mostly happy. This was the first time Shen Yu had done such an intimate gesture since she came to Yuan Temple.
Shen Yu gradually disappeared in front of the two people. There was only a small black spot in the vast snow. Finally, it disappeared, leaving only a row of footprints of the same depth.
Yang Liu said worriedly: "Senior Brother Shen Yu seems to be not in a good mood. Is there anything on his mind?"
Su Mo retracted his gaze from the footprints and said, "He has covered it up well, but I didn't expect you to still feel it. Your senior brother Shen Yu, he is indeed in a bad mood."
...
In front of the Patriarch's Hall.
The blue luan bird stirred up a violent gust of wind, and then fell steadily in the countless wind and snow.
Shen Yu held a pot of spiritual wine and stood in front of the huge statue.
This pot of spiritual wine was bought by Yu Wenwen from a cultivating family at the foot of the mountain. It is called a cup of Wu.
Shen Yu sat cross-legged in front of the statue. After a long time, he said, "I haven't seen you for a long time. The snow fell earlier today than in previous years. I also remembered some things."
"The first time I saw you was also in such a snowy weather. I remember that you often held a wine gourd in your hand."
After saying this, Shen Yu took a sip of wine and finished the wine in a short while.
"The Linghuang Continent has changed so much now, it is completely different from our time."
Shen Yu frowned and said in confusion: "After I woke up, I couldn't remember why the world changed so fast. In only three thousand years, the spiritual energy has faded a lot. I thought you would either ascend away or be here.
He passed down the Taoist tradition and achieved the status of a saint, but the strange thing is that there are no rumors about you here, and I don’t even know who erected this statue."
The young man muttered to himself in the wind and snow: "Originally, I came here to find my natal spiritual treasure Tianxuan, but after looking through the entire Fenbao Cliff, there is no trace of it."
"In order to understand my life experience, I need to find it. There should be some clues in the place where I was born. I want to know, who am I? Am I a Tianxuan weapon spirit? Or is it the reincarnation of Taixuan?"
"After that, I will go to this continent for a walk. Since you appeared in Daozong, there will definitely be someone under the mountain who knows where you have gone. I will find out. See you next time, Zhang Xujing."
The blue luan bird made a crisp call, then spread its wings and took off. The spirit wine in the pot was like a thousand-foot waterfall, evenly sprinkled on the ground in front of the statue, and then covered with white snow, leaving no trace.
...
Daozong is located in the southwest of Linghuang Continent.
To the south is the land of the Southern Barbarians, where the demon tribe is.
At the border between the two places, a winding and rugged river separates the two powerful forces in Linghuang Continent.
Nanhe City was built on the north bank of the river and belonged to the Dali Dynasty of the human race. It was not only guarded by Dali's border troops, but also by generals from Daozong and the capital's campus. Therefore, there was an endless stream of merchants, and the wine shops in the city were
There are brothels, blacksmith shops, cloth shops, horse and carriage shops, banks, etc.
Outside the west gate of Nanhe City, a man in a green shirt came to the city gate. The man was tall and slender. It was Shen Yu.
From Daozong to the south, along the official road, Shen Yu didn't stop at any time and seemed to be very familiar with every place.
This is indeed the case.
Shen Yu was born here. When he was sixteen years old, he left here and entered the Taoist sect.
He lived in Nanhe City for sixteen years.
This border town is the forefront of the human race and the city closest to the Southern Barbarian Demonic Domain. Every few days, countless demonic beasts will cross the river and attack this town.
Therefore, the folk customs here are extremely tough. Not only ordinary people carry weapons such as knives and guns, but even the beggars and scoundrels begging on the street are also holding a wooden stick and their eyes are extremely fierce.
Every merchant and traveler who comes here seems to be prey in their eyes, ready to rush forward at any time and snatch away all their belongings.
Shen Yu turned a blind eye to this and walked slowly towards a remote alley after entering the city.
Countless sewage flowed across the road, and in the muddy alley, a cry and a cry for mercy could be heard, mixed with the sound of men yelling.
Several big men with scars on their faces were surrounding a white-haired old woman, seeming to be robbing her of something.
As soon as the old woman saw Shen Yu, she felt as if she had met a savior. She kowtowed and cried and said, "Sir, please save me. The money in this bag is my grandson's life-saving money."
When a seven-foot-tall man saw this, he said viciously: "Where did you come from, this young boy, who dares to interfere in my business? You are tired of living, so get out of here, or I will chop you with a knife."
It's just that the big man's voice became quieter as he spoke.
Therefore, the man opposite did not even look at this side from beginning to end. He just walked by casually and drifted away.
Extremely indifferent.
For a moment, several men with fierce looks looked at each other, not knowing why this happened.
On the other hand, the old woman who fell to the ground hugged the man's trousers without hesitation when he passed by, and begged: "Master, Master, please save me, my grandson is only seven years old, these money are mine."
I got it by selling all my family property."
"You want me to save you?"
Shen Yu stopped, turned around and looked around, and said calmly: "You, a martial artist in the first sense realm, faced a few ordinary mortal scoundrels, and you actually asked for help?"
The man's delicate face was full of indifference, and he looked at the old woman calmly, as if looking at a dead person.
The old woman stopped crying immediately, her pupils tightened, and an indescribable fear arose from the bottom of her heart.
The next moment, the originally weak old woman suddenly stood up, her skinny fingers bent into claws, and she raised her hand to grab Shen Yu's head.
However, in an instant, she was lightly punched in the head, and she flew out.
His whole body twitched, and he became motionless for a moment, already dead. This chapter has been completed!