Chapter 76 Fifty-seven years of history, Song Fanjing climbed the Great Snow Mountain, Ruan Xiuxiu was known as the Sword Immortal, and suppressed the Aquarius generation!
The world is vast, with only heavy snow and loneliness.

The Great Snow Mountain, located in the northwest wilderness, is the royal family of demon blood and the most noble "pilgrimage site" for fox blood in the territory of Dazhao.

It was one of the three great ancestral courts of demon kings that once ruled the world together with Dazhao, the 'Royal Court' and the 'Divine Blood Nobles'.

Countless fox spirits at the second and third steps have traveled thousands of miles just to seek a seat in the 'Snow Cave'.

He hoped that with the blessing of the ancestors of the Great Snow Mountain and the Su family from generation to generation, he could cleanse his bloodline, shed his mortal form, produce three tails, and upgrade to a higher "bloodline".

For example, the human body can be divided into four types: holy, king, mysterious, and spiritual.

There are demons too.

The legendary 'holy level' is the purest blood of the great demons from the ancestral realm. It is said to be the first batch born from outer space, such as the true dragon, ancient phoenix, nine-tailed beast, etc., with incredible bloodline destiny.

But that kind of bloodline is extremely rare. The last time it appeared in the world was three hundred years ago, when the cave heaven appeared and the world of cultivation was revived from the sky.

As for today, if there is still holy-level true demon blood, I am afraid that hundreds of years ago, those who changed dynasties in Dazhao would not have allowed them to whip up and drive away or exile the demons in the mountains and lakes.

Being able to suppress the sect with the blood of the king is enough to make one famous and suppress one side, making everyone be cautious and avoid the attack.

decades ago,

One of the three great ancestral temples in the Northwest Wilderness.

The four-step ancestor of 'Great Snow Mountain', the six-tailed black fox's bloodline transformed, and embarked on the path of 'becoming a king', but then died suddenly in a very short time, causing heavy snow to block the mountain. He became one of the three major demon sects in the northwest, and from then on, he relied on 'the remains of the ancestral land', stayed indoors, and disappeared.

But that was in the past.

On this day, on the Great Snow Mountain, the shadows of thousands of foxes emerged from the spirit cave, one after another.

They are like a ceremony,
Silently watching the fading snow shadow, the woman climbed up to the top of the snowy mountain step by step, took over the authority of the "Yousu Family" from the ancestral altar, and put on the illusory snow ring crown.

Their eyes were filled with admiration and respect.

The woman was wearing a red dress embroidered with gold patterns, as if gilded by fire. Her back seemed a little lonely, like a moon that was extremely dazzling, but had some flaws.

The floating shadows are dancing and the fragrance is subtle.

Her eyes were clear and bright, and her every frown and smile was extremely moving. Her eyes were as delicate as the evening breeze, making everyone who looked at them feel ashamed.

But if you look directly into the eyes, you can see
The slight look revealed in this woman's eyes was full of indifference and contempt, as if nothing in the world was worthy of her attention.

The snow fell like frost on her delicate shoulders.

A pair of white fox ears, furry and lively, stand out from the red-clothed woman's snow-silver hair.

She went step by step, in the cold wind and snow, in the solitude of all things, in front of the ancestral altar on top of the mountain, and put on the crown of the Great Snow Mountain, which symbolized one of the branches closest to the "Nine-Tailed Blood", the 'Yousu Clan'.

From then on, he was crowned king.

Her back fell into the eyes of the people in the Great Snow Mountain.

It caused a commotion:

"A hundred years ago, every generation of the Su family had a great master of the dynasty, as well as a great man who had entered the fourth step of the 'real person realm'. The king could pay respect to them. But now, with the passage of time, they have fallen to this point in this bitter and cold northwest land."

"But fortunately!"

"The current Lord of the Great Snow Mountain, who inherited the mantle of his ancestors, was able to achieve the 'King Body' with a half-demon body, shouldering the authority of the previous generation of mountain masters, and his cultivation achievements are comparable to those of nature!"

"Hahaha, my Great Snow Mountain is about to be revived, revival is imminent!"

The entire snowy mountain was covered with flying frost and rumbling sounds.

The ancestral land of the Great Snow Mountain, which had been blessed by the "ancestral spirits" after the death of the fourth-step ancestors of all generations, suddenly released its barriers and reappeared on the map of the entire northwestern wilderness!
Such a commotion has far-reaching impact.

Naturally, this alarmed many major forces outside the Northwest Desert.

There is a spirit-blood dragon king in the Jinghe Dragon Court who has stepped into the fourth step and is in the stage of "leaping over the dragon gate" and is flying into the sky.

He came face to face with the Golden Peng Demon King, who was wearing golden feathers, driving an ancient chariot, as bright as the sun, and was in the process of transforming into a phoenix blood.

The two looked at each other and looked towards the mountain, their eyes full of shock:
"That year, 'Su Xue' entered Aquarius State and met with disaster and died in Dazhao Yunluan Mountain. This angered the only surviving ancestor of Daxue Mountain. He rushed into Aquarius State with great force and smashed half of Yunluan Mountain with one palm. As a result, he was severely injured because of his involvement in the game and died soon after."

“I thought the Great Snow Mountain was going to decline, but now it seems that there is hope for a revival.”

"This 'Song Fanjing' who came back on his own actually used his mixed blood to obtain the 'King Body' and entered the fourth step. Even the new state lord who replaced the 'Demon Hunting Maid Pei Nanbei' would find it difficult to shake him."

The Dragon King of Jinghe felt a little emotional.

Unconsciously, I recalled the old days, and for a moment, I felt a little regretful.

In those days,

Among the mixed blood of their branch lineage, there actually emerged a talent who was quite similar to Song Fanjing.

He even has a deep connection with them and has fought shoulder to shoulder with them, almost becoming an enemy of demons, Dazhao, and the Divine Blood Sect. He was truly young and frivolous, and was rising to prominence.

Even the great demon lord who suddenly appeared in Dazhao a hundred years ago, was probably not as good as him in terms of youthful spirit.

It’s a pity that human power is ultimately limited, and under the oppression of the general trend, it will nothing but turn into ashes.

But I heard.
This 'Fairy Song, the Lord of the Great Snow Mountain', still has two great hatreds to avenge in this life.

The first was that she had not yet avenged the Yunluan Mountain master, Song Yuan, who had used her mother's blood and bones to turn her hair from white to black.

Secondly, I never had the chance to enter Aquarius State and find the body and burial place of the "best friend" who accompanied me through the desperate situation and never left me.

Nor did he ever
Settle them one by one!

"The Empress has not appeared in public for nearly a hundred years. It is hard to say whether she is following the footsteps of the Great Demon Lord back then."

"Now, the internal power struggle in Dazhao is serious. The two who lost power decades ago have been buried. Aquarius State is empty. I heard that the Divine Blood Sect has gained power in Shenjing. This is truly a once-in-a-century opportunity. King Jin Yao, do you think this person has any intention of making a comeback?"

"A king body, even if it is a beginner, can rival three kings of the same realm. If the great demon hunter back then hadn't been so determined, I'm afraid we wouldn't even have a chance to breathe."

"Now that one side is stronger than the other, we may be able to capture the city and complete the feat that was not fully completed more than 50 years ago!"

"What a pity! If Pei Nanbei and that damned 'national teacher' hadn't come from the west with a sword, Aquarius State should have returned to our hands. How could it still be in Dazhao's hands?"

In the past, the Jinghe Longting dominated the two states, and it could be said that it had divided the land and controlled the territory, and had a strong foundation.

Even though a hundred years ago, it was nearly destroyed and seriously damaged, its foundation is still there. It retreated to the northwest wilderness and waited for the opportunity. It still should not be underestimated.

The one who spoke was one of the Dragon Kings, named 'Gu Long Ding', who could be considered the bloodline ancestor of the one once named 'Song Chai Xin'. When he mentioned this, a gleam of light flashed in his dragon eyes.

The man named Jin Peng was about to open his mouth to respond.

But see,

On the snowy mountain covered with mist and frost,

The woman's red sleeves were flying, and behind her were seven illusory snow tails standing tall in the wind. Her hair was as white as snow, and her goose neck was slightly raised, allowing the snow to fall and cover her face.

He was already standing on the altar, speaking in a cold voice that echoed through the sky:

"Two demon kings,"

"I don't know, but do you still want to knock on the ancient pass again and take control of Dazhao again?"

The two fourth-step demon kings were shocked when they heard this.

Then they looked at each other and couldn't help laughing:

"If there is a Su family fairy Song in the Great Snow Mountain who is interested."

"Why not?"

"We have been planning for a long time!"

Snowy mountain top.

As the two demon kings swept across the sky with dark clouds, they responded.

Song Fanjing's long eyelashes trembled slightly. After experiencing many things, when his eyes once again passed over the ruined city wall that had once collapsed and was later taken over by Shenjing, his eyes were full of coldness.

Her eyes were bone-chillingly cold, like winter snow, as she looked towards the direction of Yunluan Mountain and Black Mountain City:

“More than 50 years”

"A whole sixty years, haha."

He stretched out his hand, which was as crystal clear as jade and so delicate that it could be broken by a breath. Song Fanjing took a look and saw that the roots of his five fingers, which once had a thick layer of sword calluses, had long since disappeared without a trace.

Just like the girl who was once called the future champion of the Aquarius state in the future, she has been buried forever in the earth-shaking catastrophe fifty-seven years ago, and will never be seen again.

"Song Chai Xin"

Slowly clench your palms.

A 'Fanjing Sword Talisman' that was once given to that person has gone through the mortal world, but is still held tightly.

"You told me to leave, forget Yunluan Mountain, forget everything, not to avenge you, and forget the hatred of blood relatives, but how can I forget!"

"Moreover,"

"Coming all the way from Xuanqing Lake, no one knows how difficult the hardships you have endured are."

"Why should they erase your achievements and efforts just because of me?"

"I" "I really don't want to!"

The green mountains do not care about the bright moon, but a thought of longing for you crosses the thousands of mountains.

The jade trees and white flowers have faded, and what remains, apart from withering, is the separation of old friends.

Thinking of the girl who held up the "Abyss of Heaven", saved the dying, and when Daodan collapsed, she welcomed a new life, but fell into the Black Mountain and was rarely seen again.

Song Fanjing's snowy hair was flying, and his eyes were filled with murderous intent:
"Aquarius State, Yunluan Mountain"

she murmured.

"Wait."

"I will come back eventually,"

At this moment, Song Fanjing has completely transformed and is no longer the Jianghu prodigy of Da Zhao fifty-seven years ago.

But it was the Snow Fox King on the 'Great Snow Mountain', one of the three great ancestral blood-level demon courts in the northwestern wilderness!
When the royal blood condensed, surpassing Liuwei and almost reaching the peak of the Yousu bloodline in history, Song Fanjing moved lightly with lotus steps.

He then instructed a young girl who was no more than 28 years old, with round eyes and quite smart, stroked her head, and then said softly:
"Xiaoyue, the master has something for you to do."

"I want you to go."

The talented half-demon little fox who was brought back to the mountain by Song Fanjing a few years ago tilted his head and looked puzzled.

Yunluan Mountain.

More than fifty years ago, after a great catastrophe,
The precious place of that time, 'Yunding Palace', was directly erased from history.

This is called the authentic... Oh no, now it should be called the 'Taotong' level force, and it suffered heavy losses.

but,

According to the records of the Aquarius State, ever since the demon came to the gate and started the "battle for the state" with Dazhao.

The previous sword master of Yunluan Mountain, 'Song Yuan', finally made further progress and figured out the fourth step. He successfully killed the red dragon and subdued the white tiger, conquered the gods, and his white hair turned black!
As for why it is called the previous generation,
because
At this moment, on the Yunluan Mountain, another so-called "Sword Immortal", a woman in white with eyebrows as big as distant mountains, wielding a Yunluan sword, has recently broken through to the fourth step. She has taken over the power from the previous Yunluan Sword Master 'Song Yuan' who has been missing for a long time!
Two 'real people' in one door!
This is absolutely unique in the remote and cold Aquarius State.

An extremely grand and luxurious "Sword Master Succession Ceremony" gradually came to an end.

Afterwards, Cui Chan, Elder Cui, took charge of the Demon Locking Forest and inherited the position of 'law enforcement elder' from the previous generation.

In front of the sword monument in Guanjianlin, I met Ruan Xiuxiu, who is now known as "the sword luck of Aquarius State is one stone, and the fairy Yunluan has eight buckets."

It is said that time is like a knife, carving wrinkles and ravines. However, fifty-seven years have not left the slightest trace on this woman with delicate skin and heroic brows.

She still looked like a girl, wearing a goose yellow dress. When she lightly moved her shoes and socks, the sword bells rang.

But Cui Chan is no longer young and looks middle-aged.

Logically speaking, a Yuandan master who is under 100 years old may look old, but he is not in old age.

But for some reason, Cui Chan's temples had already turned gray, his eyes were haggard, and even his back was a little hunched.

Cui Chan looked at his former junior sister, bowed slightly, and was silent for a moment:

"You still can't forget him?"

The yellow-robed swordsman never looked back.

The withered yellow autumn leaves were blown by the breeze and stuck to her clothes.

The gentle breeze blew across her forehead, brushing her hair. Ruan Xiuxiu looked at it quietly, as if she was looking at a passing shadow.

"How could I forget?"

"He has lived like a fool his entire life, being fooled by others all his life. No matter how hard I try, I can't pull him out of the sea of ​​suffering and free him."

"Song Fanjing is a 'calamity'. Her birth was a tragedy, but this should not be a reason for her to 'help the tyrant', seek external enemies, and use the entire Yunluan Mountain as a price to target Song Yuan."

"His father, from her perspective, deserves to die."

"But she should never, ever ask so many people to pay for her!"

Ruan Xiuxiu turned her head away, looking disinterested.

It was as if even the joy of being the inheritor of the Taoist tradition today would be washed away when mentioning a certain person or an event that was buried in the past and became a memory.

"She was wrong, and she was wrong."

"But she shouldn't have fallen into the abyss with Song Chaixin."

"What is his fault?"

The woman's brows suddenly furrowed, her sword energy filled with the moon. She stared at Cui Chan in front of her, took a step, and her eyes were filled with murderous intent:

"You haven't forgotten her yet, have you?"

Cui Chan was silent and ashamed:

"Sword Master, you are too kind."

"Ever since that person fell into the 'Black Mountain Abyss', the illusory ancient palace that is suspected to be the burial place of his body has become more solid in the past two years. Maybe."

"Can his body be found?"

"I have already informed the disciples of Yunluan Martial Arts School, and they will pay close attention to this matter."

When this matter was mentioned, Ruan Jianxian restrained his anger a little:

"Remember if you are in this world,"

"first timing"

"Let me know."

"I"

"I don't believe he will. He will die young!"

"Maybe there is another mystery in that palace?"

Even if it's self-deception,
But Ruan Xiuxiu, after all, still wants to catch the moon in the water and the flowers in the mirror.

Even if it is a 'ghost marriage'.
It has to be concluded too!
Like goose feather snow,
I don't know where it came from
It has been raining for who knows how many years.

Until Ruan Xiuxiu left.

Cui Chan was the only one left standing in front of the Sword Viewing Monument. He looked at the sword energy on it, which was full of traces of knives and axes, and was full of vicissitudes of life. He thought of his master and the three elders.

Then, he went to get a few jars of spiritual wine, went to the back mountain, stood in front of the three tombs, and quietly sprinkled the spiritual liquid to offer sacrifices to them:

"Young Mu Ai?"

"If I were a mortal, I would be in my eighties now. How could I still have this mentality?"

"Oh, it's not so much that I can't forget it."

"It's better to say that I have a guilty conscience."

Cui Chan murmured and knelt in front of the three tombstones. Thinking of the past, he lowered his head and felt that there was a god above him. He couldn't help but burst into tears.

At this time,
Black Mountain City, outer city.

Ji Xia was wearing a blue robe, a servant's uniform, with a long sword on his waist. He looked heroic and stepped out of the courtyard. He saw the pretty girl from the neighbor's house at first sight, Zhang Yun, the daughter of Carpenter Zhang.

The woman was shy and blushing. She was about to go to the 'Danxia Hall' in the inner city to be on duty, but she stopped and waited for a long time at the door of Ji Xia just to say hello.

Seeing Jixia go out,

Just wanted to say thank you,

But the young man smiled faintly and said "Good morning", which blocked all his knowledge.

then,

Ji Xia strode forward with his head held high, knife in hand, without any regrets, walking farther and farther away!

Zhang Yun was a little dazed.

Do not know why,

She felt that overnight, although her words and demeanor were not out of the ordinary,

But Jixia
It's like he's become a completely different person.

It became as if she was completely out of reach.

In an instant, the pretty girl crossed her long legs, pinched the silk collar, bit her lips, and felt lost.

Today, she dressed up specially.

also can not.
Attract even a little attention?
For a moment, Zhang Yun's heart was filled with regret.

If her attitude had been better before and she had not been so rejecting, would there have been a possibility for the two of them?
Looking at the back, the girl felt lost.

(End of this chapter)