On the night of the winter solstice, the wind howled and the snow fell heavily.
The flying snowflakes are the only spirits in this cold and deep night. They dance and cheer in the biting cold wind, but they are silent.
No matter how dark the night is, it cannot completely drown out the pure whiteness of this world.
On Woyun Mountain, in front of a dilapidated and desolate ruins.
Xiao Nan was dressed in white, with her hands behind her back, standing motionless, as if she wanted to merge with the heaven and earth, letting the flying snowflakes fall on her body, and soon turned into a snowman.
But Xiao Nan's eyes, staring closely at the ruins, clearly revealed endless longing and sadness.
There are dry weeds everywhere in the ruins, and the original appearance has long been hard to find. Only a few huge stone pillars stand abruptly. Although they have gone through wind and frost, they still stand firm, like the most determined warriors.
They have all witnessed the past glory and loneliness of this place.
Xiao Nan stood there for a long time, and the sect Xuantian Sect in his memory no longer existed, turning into the dilapidated and desolate ruins in front of him.
Xiao Nan didn't know why this place had become like this. He had never come back since he went down the mountain.
Now that he was about to travel far away, he came over quietly to take a look, but it was completely different from what he expected.
Where have all the people from the Xuantian Sect gone? Or have they been wiped out?
Xiao Nan didn't know and couldn't find any clues. It seemed that the place where he grew up had always been like this.
This place will soon be covered with heavy snow. The earth will warm up in the coming spring, new buds will sprout from the soil, the grass will grow, and then wither and turn yellow in autumn.
The sun and the moon reincarnate, year after year.
The stories that go away with the wind will gradually lose their colorful colors over the years, and what remains in the memory may only be some black and white pictures.
The heavy snow is still falling and the sky is filled with snowflakes.
In front of the ruins, Xiao Nan was buried in the snowdrift, still motionless, and no trace could be seen.
I don't know how long it took, but suddenly a figure came flying through the wind and snow, and stopped in front of the ruins.
Hua Luoxue was dressed in dark green clothes. She looked around and finally stopped at the snowman.
She walked over, pushed aside the snow, revealed Xiao Nan's stern face, and said with some distress: "Brother Xiao, you have been looking here for a long time, let's go, it's still very far away from Tianjian Mountain.
What’s the distance?”
When the Moon Temple was exterminated, Hua Luoxue originally wanted to come to the Xuantian Sect to look for Taoist Master Qingshan and ask him to point out a clear path. Unexpectedly, due to a strange combination of circumstances, she did not come here until now.
After such a long time, this place has already changed.
Xiao Nan shook his body, and the snow fell softly.
He nodded and used the spiritual power in his body to move around his body, driving away all the moisture left by the snow on his clothes.
The two flew to the top of the mountain and looked into the distance, feeling melancholy in their hearts.
The sparse lights of Bajian City came into view.
There, there are his lovers and friends, waiting for his return.
Xiao Nan plans to go to Tianjian Mountain to find his mother and the legendary Qingming Dao Sword.
The sword spirit in the ruined temple at the foot of Woyun Mountain once said that only the Qingming Dao Sword could cut off the shackles on his mother's body and free her from being controlled by others.
Xiao Nan went to the ruined temple before, wanting to visit the Sword Spirit, but found that it was exactly the same as the Xuantian Sect now, it had become an overgrown ruin, and the formation that sealed the Sword Spirit had also been destroyed.
The sword spirit has long since dissipated between heaven and earth.
Xiao Nan and Hua Luoxue stood on the top of the peak and looked into the distance for a while, then turned into two afterimages and left Woyun Mountain.
In the distance, towering mountains stretch out, silent and silent, as if a high-ranking king is overlooking everything in the world with indifferent eyes.
Bajian City, in the dungeon of the City Lord's Mansion.
In addition to Xiao Nan and Hua Luoxue, Nan Xianghan, Zi Mo and other people from the Immortal Pavilion are all here. A total of twelve people are sitting cross-legged, forming a big circle.
Shangguan Feiyun and others had been training with Xiao Nan's inner demon incarnation in the abyss of water clouds, and now they have all come out.
Shangguan Feiyun looked around at everyone and said, "Jiao Yuan, Chai Chen and Deputy City Master Han Cheng have not been rescued yet. City Master Xiao and Hall Master Xue are gone. We have to find a way to rescue them."
Zi Mo smiled slightly, "No, they should be ready to come back. Brother Xiao told me before he left that the people in Ten Thousand Demons Cave will probably let them back, and they don't dare to do anything to them yet."
"City Lord Xiao expected that Ten Thousand Demon Cave would release people on his own initiative? This is really strange." Everyone else looked surprised.
"They are forced to do this because of the pressure from Senior Ao and Senior Huo Fenghuang." Zi Mo said with a smile, "And the only thing we can do is to practice hard and improve our cultivation as soon as possible so that we can be in the future.
Amidst the catastrophe, there is just one more hope of survival."
Nan Xianghan frowned, "Great disaster? What great disaster?"
"This is what an elder from Wuchen Island said to me privately. I don't know it either, but if you want to work hard to improve your own cultivation, you will definitely be right," Zimo said.
Everyone else nodded in agreement.
At this moment, four people walked into the dungeon.
Everyone looked up and saw that it was Zi Lan, Han Cheng, Jiao Yuan and Chai Chen. They all stood up and greeted each other.
Nan Xianghan looked at Jiao Yuan and Chai Chen and said with emotion: "I thought I would never see you again. The people in Ten Thousand Demons Cave are really insidious. They actually captured you and wanted to blackmail City Lord Xiao into submission.
Hand over the Heart Sutra of All Demons and the God-Slaying Demon Sword."
Jiao Yuan's eyes were solemn, "We were not captured by the people from the Ten Thousand Demons Cave, but by the Blood Shadow Sect!"
"What!" Everyone's expressions changed, with expressions of disbelief.
Han Cheng said: "Jiao Yuan is right. It was indeed the people from the Blood Shadow Sect who captured us. Thanks to this young master risking his life to save us, we were able to escape."
In the darkness behind Han Cheng, there was a figure standing. No one had seen it just now, and they couldn't help but feel wary.
Seeing this, Zi Lan hurriedly said: "Don't be nervous, everyone. This man's name is Mr. Bingsan. Although he is a disciple of the Blood Shadow Sect, he is a friend rather than an enemy of us. He has risked his life several times to inform us and tell Xiao
The city lords have known each other for a long time."
Only then did everyone feel relieved.
Young Master Bing walked out of the darkness, glanced at Xuanyuan Meng inadvertently, and clasped his fists at everyone, "Everyone, it's the people from the Blood Shadow Sect who pretended to be disciples of the Ten Thousand Demon Cave and kidnapped Deputy City Master Han Cheng and
Jiao Yuan and Chai Chen locked them up with the purpose of putting the blame on Wan Mo Cave, exacerbating the conflict between City Lord Xiao and Wan Mo Cave, and achieving ulterior motives."
Zilan nodded: "The Blood Shadow Sect has been operating secretly. I always feel that they are planning something, but they can't tell. It's like a cold poisonous snake that may give people a fatal blow at any time!"
Third Young Master Bing looked at everyone again, lingered on Xuanyuan Meng's face for a moment, then said goodbye and left.
Nan Xianglian looked at Young Master Bing who disappeared in the darkness, then tilted her head and looked at Xuanyuan Meng with a smile, "Sister Xuanyuan Meng, have you ever felt that Young Master Bing was looking at you just now?
"
Xuanyuan Meng smiled and said: "No, damn girl, you are trying to make up gossip again!"
Nan Xianglian giggled, "Who told you to be so good-looking and so loved by everyone! But my brother is such a piece of wood. With so many beauties around him, he would not take the initiative to chase one to become my sister-in-law!"
When Nan Xianghan heard this, he immediately rolled his eyes: "..."
