After Qingluan tore off the demon-suppressing curse seal on the Ice Sword, all eight white feathers on its body withered into ashes. Qingluan, who had lost his immortality forever, picked up the dying white snake and flew out of the mountain.
Qingluan, who had lost his spiritual feather, could not fly out of the White Camel Mountain. The barrier of the Demon Sealing Sword Formation in the mountain was three thousand heavy.
Qingluan held the white snake in his mouth and circled in the sky above the snow-covered Baituo Mountain for three days, his wings covered with a thick layer of snow that could not be shaken off.
It flew lower and lower, and finally landed in the snowy ground, leaving a long bright red trail.
The feathers under its belly were stained with blood and withered, and its heart had been injured by the sword array in the mountain. It struggled for three days before finally falling.
Qingluan lying in the snow began to peck the feathers on his body, and then fluttered his wings to cover his body with feathers.
The white snake thought she was cold, so it used its tail to sweep its feathers over her body.
Qingluan screamed in joy, arched the white snake with his head, pushed it farther away, then opened his mouth to spit flames, igniting the feathers covering his body, and soon only a pool of charred black was left on the snow-white ground.
trace.
It turns out that it pecks its feathers in order to cremate itself.
The sky is vast and blue, and the earth is covered with snow.
The white snake stared blankly at the scorched black mark for a long time, and its body was covered with snowflakes.
Until the light of several torches lit up in the mountain, the young men guarding the Sin Sword Pond chased after them.
The white snake shook off the fine snowflakes from its body as if awakened from a dream, carefully touched the scorched black marks with its tail, and then rushed into a room despite the wind and snow.
Only then did Fang Geyu discover that the place where Qingluan landed was a small peach blossom courtyard.
She secretly thought that this little snake was stupid enough. Since he could have his own residence and courtyard on Baituo Mountain, the owner of this hut must have a high status in the Tianxi Sword Sect.
I rushed in without thinking. If I met an elder-level swordsman, I might be able to kill it with one sword.
The scene suddenly changed.
His sight has fallen into that small house.
Fang Geyu was stunned.
The hollow carved window lattice, the flying snow drifted into the room, and the wind filled the sleeves.
The owner of the hut who was awakened in the middle of the night was standing in front of the window. He was extremely short and turned out to be a young child.
The boy was about four or five years old. His features were so young that he could pinch water out of his mouth, and his facial features were exquisite. Even Fang Geyu, who didn't like children very much, thought he was very handsome and cute at first glance.
Fang Geyu looked around, but did not see the figure of the little snake. It was well hidden. Unfortunately, none of the disciples of the Tianxi Sword Sect were vegetarians. After searching for it, he might not be able to escape.
Sure enough, the voices of those teenagers came from outside the door.
"Young Master, there is a demon who escaped from the sword pool at night. We came here looking for the traces of the demon. We saw the snake demon who didn't know whether to live or die and seemed to have broken into the young master's bedroom. We were afraid that the demon would hurt the young master. I still hope
Young Master, please forgive me for our rude behavior."
It turned out to be the young master of the Tianxi Sword Sect.
I just don’t know which sect leader’s son he is.
I don't know whether he was bullying the young master because he was young or because he was really worried that he was in danger. Without waiting for a response, the young man pushed open the door with one palm and rushed in with a few people.
The child standing in front of the window stared blankly at these people, perhaps frightened by the sudden intrusion. Yuxue's cute little face was pale and pale, and she took two steps back with a pair of bare little feet, knocking her over.
The inkstone is on the case.
Jet black ink stained large parts of his sleeves.
Seeing that he was so scared, the young men looked respectful on their faces, but no one came forward to comfort him. There was even more disdain in their eyes, and they no longer paid attention to the young master who could not explain clearly, so they started searching the house on their own.
A search was unsuccessful.
They looked at the open window and complained: "It's freezing cold today. The young master doesn't care about his body so much that he even opens the window when he sleeps at night."
But Fang Geyu could tell that they complained about the child sleeping with the window open, so they let the white snake escape.
The teenagers did not find any evil spirit in the house, so they had to leave in a hurry and continue searching in the mountains.
The wind and snow howled outside the window, and the cold wind entered the room.
The young master shivered, as if he felt cold, so he moved a bench very sensibly, closed the window, and sat on the edge of the bed with his feet dangling.
He slowly rolled up his wide sleeves that were stained black with ink.
Seeing this scene, Fang Geyu could not help but be shaken and shocked.
There was actually a white snake tightly wrapped between his delicate arms. The little snake demon's cold vertical pupils were full of vigilance and hatred towards humans. The sharp fangs pierced his arm, and bright red blood was flowing. But
The transparent sleeves were stained with ink, so the blood stains were covered up and no one noticed.
How could a four or five-year-old child endure such pain?
Facing the snake demon, he was not afraid at all.
Obviously, the death of the Qingluan was a huge blow to the White Snake. Previously, a disciple of the Tianxi Sword Sect used an imp to lure the White Snake and pollute it with its spiritual breath. Now that he had eaten a mouthful of blood, there were already faint signs of demonization.
The gouged corners between the eyebrows were deeply red and gradually turned black, with demonic energy surging from them.
That child really demonstrated the fearlessness of those who don't know to the fullest. Fang Geyu even sweated for him, but he didn't know the danger at all and lowered his head to kiss the white snake between the eyebrows.
The white snake's tail suddenly stood up!
But he stretched out his hand to press its tail. When his lips left the little white snake, his cheeks bulged like fat and tender buns, and then he spat out a mouthful of snake blood.
The child mistakenly thought it had been poisoned, and when the wound turned black, he sucked it out bit by bit.
So the white snake, which was in danger of becoming a demon, had its tail hanging softly, and fainted because it had sucked too much blood.
He drank it one mouthful after another, almost sucking it dry.
The blood is still in the dead of night.
The young child, who seemed sensible but lonely, carefully cleaned up the blood stains, carefully took the white snake off his arm, then put it into the warm bed and slept with it in his arms all night.
On the little arm that was exposed outside the quilt, the two sharp bright red dots were like two dots of cinnabar, deep into the bones.
Fang Geyu thought this child was extremely strange. If it were a child's nature, he naturally loved small animals and wanted to keep them secretly.
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As for snakes, not to mention children, even adults were frightened when they saw them. Why did this child hide them as if they were treasures?
Sporadic images floated again.
Fang Geyu finally knew the answer.
The child's father is the Tianxi Sword Master. When he appeared in Fang Geyu's sight wearing a black and red sword outfit, his face was unclear.
It seems that in this memory, he is very afraid of this sword master, as if he has not dared to look at him all year round, so that over the years, his face has been blurred and weathered.
The young Master Tianxi had high hopes, and he was indeed extremely talented and intelligent. Therefore, the sword master was extremely harsh and even severe towards his only son.
He can't play around like ordinary children, let alone be distracted by chores, raising flowers, grass, and animals. For a sword master who pursues perfection, that would be a waste of time with things and no ambition to make progress.
A child at such a young age had to read Taoist scriptures and swordsmanship for four hours every day, and start practicing swordplay when he fell asleep.
After a whole day, I was exhausted, but there was no one to talk to.
In the Peach Blossom Courtyard, not even a cricket can be caught.
Now that there is a little snake beside him, he no longer has to look at the sky to see the birds flying away and the mountain eagles taking up residence.
For some reason, Fang Geyu felt a little soft in his heart when he looked at this dumpling-sized child.
She wondered how there could be such a sensible and well-behaved child in this world. He clearly had such a cruel father, but he didn't look crooked at all.
He would deliberately injure himself while practicing his sword, so that he could obtain the elixir from the medicine storehouse and use it to treat the wounds left on the white snake's body when it was peeled off.
Relying on the fact that the sword wound on his body was not serious, he secretly licked it twice and let the wound scab and heal on its own.
The little snake was fed by him and grew up little by little, and became closer to him day by day. The young master was so smart that he didn't even let others notice that he was raising monsters privately.
And the little white snake became the only demon in Tianxi Fuyaolu who escaped from the Sin Sword Pond.
I don’t know to what day time has passed.
The ice and snow melt, and wild flowers bloom all over the mountains.
The slightly taller child pointed to the sky and said to the little white snake under him: "Xiaobai, if a dragon leaves the water or a tiger leaves the mountain, it will be bullied..."
Under the scorching sun in the sky, his young eyes shone brighter than the scorching sun: "You should fly high."
So, the little child took out a crystal clear little horn from his arms.
The important thing that was once lost was now recovered by this child from the hands of those vicious teenagers by some unknown means.
The little white snake was finally raised into a real dragon by a child on Baituo Mountain.
Longjiao returned to his position, and the disaster that was difficult to overcome three years ago was averted by his single hand.
Snake scales fade away, dragon claws grow, the scorching sun disappears, the heaven and earth are dim, and all things are gone.
On this bright spring day, a dragon soared.
All the clouds and stars in the heaven and earth follow behind you. Thunder, rain and dew come out of the heaven gate and shake the four extremes of the heaven and earth.
The grass grows long and warblers fly, and the flowers bloom brightly.
The white dragon was born in the sky. At the moment when the whole world was celebrating and hundreds of birds were flying across the sky, its head that should have been proudly held high bowed down in submission. The dragon's beard was like a kiss, touching the child's eyebrows.
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