On the snowy night in the ice field, the howling north wind is like a blade, sweeping across the vast earth.

Zuo Lingquan was holding a sword around his waist and wearing a hat on his head. He stood on the ice surface. The cloak behind him fluttered in the wind, making a slight sound of "Puff---".

Tuanzi also wore a small leaf hat, made a small branch hanging on his back as a sword, and stood at his feet, quite deep: "Jijiji..."

Although I don’t understand it, the posture should mean that “the lonely shadow of the cold river, the old friends in the rivers and lakes, why do you have to know each other when you meet?”

Behind, the ice field image stopped at the edge of the ice lake. Several women jumped down, and Mei Jinshui came to the ice surface, feeling slightly:

"Just here, go and have a look."

Xie Qiutao and Miss Qiu came to Zuo Lingquan together, swung the pipa, and opened a hole on the ice several feet deep, and then threw Tuantuan in.

"grumble?"

Tuanzi was shocked and spread her wings to indicate that she was a firebird, but she was directly held and pushed into the water by Qiutao who jumped down.

In order to avoid suspicion, Mei Jinshui did not follow him into the water. Shangguan Yutang and Cui Yingying naturally couldn't leave Mei Jinshui alone, so they kept it together for the wind.

Zuo Lingquan took the quick battle and decided without delaying the time, and took Miss Qiu's hand and jumped directly into the ice lake.

Plop—

After the muffled sound of entering the water, the ice surface was blocked by the sound of wind and snow, and the whole world became quiet.

Xie Qiutao was like a little fish, holding the dumplings in one hand and holding the glowing illumination pearl in his left hand, looking into the depths of the lake.

The dumplings were 'guru' and 'gurgru', looking like they were 'birds and birds were not good'.

The inland lake hidden under the ice has not seen the sun for many years. There are no fish and shrimp in the lake, and there are no scenery at the bottom of the lake, but the scale is not small, and the radius is probably less than a hundred miles.

Zuo Lingquan followed Qiutao behind him, swam for a while without seeing the clue, and then set his eyes beside him.

Miss Qiu was wearing a white dress and swam around her like a mermaid. Her slender body movements were quite beautiful, and her face was very focused.

When he noticed Zuo Lingquan was looking over, Miss Qiu blinked and glanced at her. She wanted to let go of her hand that she held together, so that Zuo Lingquan would be bored and began to follow the clues again.

Zuo Lingquan was not so anxious - mainly because Mei Jinshui was on it, so he could see his behavior. In order to cleanse the name of "Little Sneak", the rules still have to be more regular.

Zuo Lingquan just swam behind Miss Qiu, hugged her waist, took her forward, and said softly:

"Are you tired? I'll take you away."

??

Before Miss Qiu could speak, Taotao, who was seriously looking for treasure in front of him, turned around first, with a slightly strange look in her big eyes:

"Mr. Zuo, am I tired?"

"Gulu..." Tuanzi also nodded.

Zuo Lingquan swam to Qiutao with a smile, wanting to hold both of them with one hand, but Qiutao immediately frightened and swam away quickly:

"Forget it, I'm joking. You and Sister Guagua are so intimate. She misses you so much these days. She stays on the deck all day as a husband-seeing stone, and doesn't listen to me playing music anymore."

"Autumn Peach!"

Miss Qiu was hugged by Zuo Lingquan from behind, and was already embarrassed. Seeing Qiu Tao being hurt, she screamed in shame and annoyed, then turned to look at Zuo Lingquan:

"You let go, I can leave myself. The ancestors are watching from above, how can they be hugged?"

Zuo Lingquan didn't touch her anymore, just wanted to hold Guagua, and ignored the protest and said seriously:

"Look at the road, don't be distracted."

"you……"

Miss Qiu was helpless, and after thinking about it, she said unhappily:

"You are bullying the weak and afraid of the strong. You are so domineering in front of me. Once you arrive in front of the ancestor and Shangguan Lingye, you will obey..."

Qiutao interrupted with a smile: "That's not. The ancestor and Sister Lingye really dared to pick up Mr. Zuo. Sister Gua was reluctant to fight, and she didn't have the skills of Sister Lingye. Mr. Zuo was naturally domineering."

"Jiji..." Tuanzi was very interested in this topic. When he turned around, Gugujiji taught Gugugua. The meaning was probably - mainly because you are not sexy enough for little nanny, far worse than Lingye's wet nurse. Look at Shuishui, he became so sexy that he scared A Quan so much that he ran away in the middle of the night, and he wanted to write a gentleman on his face...

Zuo Lingquan naturally refused to recognize this evaluation, and he shook his head and said:

"Who said that in front of the ancestor and Lingye, I am still as thick-skinned as a city wall, okay?"

"You are still proud of yourself? A great sword immortal should be serious and keep others from laughing. It's just a woman who can stick to you. How can you stick to a woman with a shameless face..."

Miss Qiu was too pure and could not control Zuo Lingquan, so she could only use these great principles to express her frivolous protest in her heart. Seeing that Zuo Lingquan was just holding her and did not follow the clues, her body gradually relaxed.

The three of them chatted like this and touched them for several miles at the bottom of the lake. Xie Qiutao judged the Feng Shui direction based on the guidance of the dream, and finally stopped at a stone beach at the bottom of the lake.

Zuo Lingquan let go of Miss Qiu's slim waist, used his magical power to move mountains and remove the gravel and sand at the bottom of the lake. In just a moment, the roof of an ancient palace appeared in front of several people.

There is a symbol of Xuanwu Platform hanging on the front of the stone hall. There is no seal on the gate, but a whole huge stone is closed.

Xie Qiutao was very familiar with the formation theory of his ancestors. After thinking about it for a while outside the stone hall, he came to an altar outside the gate and placed his painted pipa on it.

Zuo Lingquan stood beside him and looked at him. He saw that the "Roading Thunder" contacted the base and began to bloom with five-color streams of light, illuminating the surrounding lake bottom into colorful colors.

Dong--

Dong--

With the sound of the pipa coming out, a stream of light emerged from the gate of the stone hall, and a translucent white figure slowly condensed in front of the door, wearing a robe and holding a pipa in his arms.

Xie Qiutao was shocked and hurriedly stepped forward and bowed:

"Meet the ancestors."

But the figure emerging did not respond.

Zuo Lingquan felt a little, but did not notice the fluctuations of his soul, and spoke:

"It's just an image left by ancient ancestors, and there should be something to warn the descendants."

Seeing this, Xie Qiutao gave him a secret breath, but he was still very serious and listened carefully to the oral orders left by his ancestors.

But what the three of them never expected was that the ancestor of the Xie family, who appeared in front of the door, said the first thing he said was furious:

"Bastard! I know that the Xie family's unfilial sons will ruin the family business..."

?!

Xie Qiutao shrank his neck and quickly bowed to apologize, but after thinking about it, he said strangely:

"Old ancestor, how do you know that we have completely ruined our family business?"

The virtual statue in front of the stone palace has no consciousness at all. It is just playing back the recordings from ancient times. Naturally, it will not answer, so it continues:

"Fortunately, I had expected it and kept a hand in advance. If the demons descended again in the world today, Nine Continents are in danger. My Xuanwu Platform protects the world for thousands of years, and I cannot stand by if I die and die. Since you are holding the thunder in the palace, no matter whether you are the descendants of the Xie family or not, I will help you. No matter how powerful the demons are, I hope you will not be afraid of the enemy. In ancient times, the demons have been around for nearly a hundred times and have slaughtered the world for thousands of years, but the human race has never lost once..."

Although the deductions of the ancestors of the Xie family are different from the actual situation, so that these words sound inappropriate; Zuo Lingquan and others can still feel the heroic spirit of the ancestors of Jiuzhou from their words.

From the words of the ancestors of the Xie family, several people also understood that what was left here was the "Xuanwu Blood" of the Xie family's origin.

The first head of the Xie family was the Xuanwu Divine Envoy. The power of the Divine Envoy can be seen from Jing Qing and Mei Jinshui that although they are human-shaped, they are essentially demigod bodies and are no longer the same species as mortals.

The natural divine messenger is not much the same as the man-made ones like Zuo Lingquan, and is very closely connected with the gods.

Before the deadline came, the ancestor of the Xie family relied on the contact of the gods for life, so he asked for the Xuanwu blood that could be reborn and transformed into a god in order to be sealed here in case of emergency.

After the phantom in front of the stone hall finished speaking, Zuo Lingquan saw that the stone gate was separated from each other and a gap appeared.

A colorful stream of light surged out from it, surrounding the painted pipa, and then under the guidance of the thunder spirit around the hall, it merged into the eyebrows of the three people, and even a stream of light floated to the ice surface. The target should be Cui Yingying.

As for Jinglian and Mei Jinshui, it is probably because they are too physically resistant to the sky, but there is no waste, so the same is true for Tuanzi.

"Jiji?"

Tuanzi watched the vast divine power float out of the gate, flew to several people, swam quickly, and opened his bird's beak to pick it up.

As a result, the stream of light went around directly, and the birds were not lumped, making the balls very angry.

Zuo Lingquan picked up the dumpling that was so angry that he felt the power that was pouring into his eyebrows carefully. He found that his body, which was already perfect, had not changed much, but he vaguely felt an indescribable opportunity.

Boom-

It was also at this moment that the sky was thundering, and a loud thunder came from the ice lake...

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The wind and snow are drifting.

Between the endless mountains and rivers, Teng Sheng was walking on the knee-deep snow surface with a long sword on his back. Although his movements were not too fast or too slow, every step was a hundred miles away. The surrounding scenery was like floating lights and illusions constantly changing.

Beizawa is vast and sparsely populated. It is not easy to find a monk on the top of the mountain that may have left in the continent, and it can be said to be futile.

After searching for a few days without success, Tengsheng couldn't help feeling bored in his heart, thinking that the world was really unfair.

The original body of Tengsheng is a wolf. He was adopted by the sword god Huang Chao since childhood. He regards it as his son and heir. He teaches it with all his efforts, hoping that it will "grow up" one day.

Tengsheng has always been grateful to the ancestor Huang Chao, but it had to live up to his master's teachings because it was born a wolf and was taught to be a human being, which was to forget its roots. The more the master taught him etiquette, righteousness, integrity and shame, the more he could not overcome the obstacle in his heart. If the wolf cannot be made, the more he could not be made by a human being.

As an immortal king, Tengsheng didn't know that what he did was a dead end and it was impossible to do it.

But it cannot regard itself as a man and slaughter past compatriots; it cannot act according to the habits of the demon race and regard the human race that educates it as enemies. The only thing that can be done is to do everything possible to turn Jiuzhou into an impossible peach blossom land. Both sides are brothers, so naturally both sides will not owe any more.

After three thousand years of ups and downs, Tengsheng has done a lot and tried hard to push the wild and bloodthirsty demon clan into civilization; and let the demon clan understand filial piety, benevolence, righteousness, and etiquette.

As long as he is given enough time, he is confident that he can educate him from generation to generation until the demon clan completely becomes like the human race. Everyone writes the same writing, speaks the same words, acts in the same style, and talks about the same topic. The remaining blood feuds of the ages in the wilderness will naturally fade away.
To be continued...