Today I hold the world

In ice and snow weather, the Huaiyin River is especially cold. Although it does not freeze in a large area, it can be shivering from the cold within five feet of the water surface. Xie Xuan did not bring Ying Zhaoshou with him when he went out this time. Jumping up and down, it is really hard to bear the cold air below.

"If you can't bear it, go to the shore. The river in the middle reaches is wide, and the more you go to the center, the colder it will be. Your cultivation base is not enough, and it is not a long-term solution to rely on spiritual robes and spiritual boots." Freeze for a short time, and cut off the cold for Xie Xuan.

"Why can't I bear it, don't underestimate me, I can bear it." Grinding his teeth, Xie Xuan strode his legs stubbornly, Xie Xuan didn't want to admit defeat.

Zhong Ziyan smiled gently, and used more spirit energy to secretly cut off half of the coldness of the river for Xie Xuan. The two walked for about half an hour, and finally found a self-generating water essence. Zhong Ziyan taught Xie Xuan to wait on the river. He put out a clear water cover and went straight to the bottom of the river. After some teasing, he poked open the flowers and found that the water spirit inside was infected by ghost energy, and it was a waste.

The flower is a translucent eight-petaled blue leaf. Xie Xuan touched one of the petals with his hand. It was icy cold and without a trace of anger, he asked Zhong Ziyan who was frowning and silent: "Master, can this thing not be used?"

"Yes, there have been ghosts and disasters in Huaishan for many years, and it has just settled down. It takes time to wash away the filth. Most of these good things are infested by ghosts." Zhong Ziyan scraped the flowers with a small wind blade in his hand, and let them Fall into the river and flow south.

The two of them searched the huge river in the middle reaches until late at night, and almost explored more than half of the river area, but they didn't find a single normal flower.

Xie Xuan, who was sitting by the river on the west bank, was stepping on the thick layer of snow, slightly disappointed: "We couldn't find a normal bone. Our luck is really bad today."

Zhong Ziyan stood quietly on the shore with his hands behind his back, the falling snow had stopped, and the incomplete moonlight was vaguely visible in the clouds in the sky, and the cold wind blew his scattered white hair away. If it wasn't for his short beard under his chin, which was still black and densely trimmed, others would probably guess this People are in their seventies and eighties.

I went into the water more than 50 times, the deeper the crevasse, the heavier the yin. Zhong Ziyan was only on the second floor of the foundation, and his spiritual power was almost exhausted in half a day, so he could only swallow a elixir to calm down .

"Uncle Master, why don't we go to various markets and look around, in my opinion, we can't find it here." Xie Xuan rubbed his hands, obviously impatient and about to give up.

Zhong Ziyan looked at the night without saying a word, and after a long time, he said: "Silly boy, why don't you have any patience at all, if you can buy it in those markets, why should I search for half a day."

Xie Xuan paused: "Oh~"

He continued to bury his head in rubbing his hands, rubbing and rubbing, and suddenly raised his head to look at the river, "Ah, where did the witch come from?"

I saw a small boat looming on the river in the distance. On the boat, a woman wearing gauze was swaying her legs. The gauze was almost transparent, and her white and tender body was lazily leaning against the door of the boat. of the river.

When Xie Xuan looked at Zhong Ziyan again, he found that Zhong Ziyan had already been paying attention to the water surface, "Master, what kind of force is this? It's a monster, and it's not afraid of the cold?"

Zhong Ziyan fixed his eyes for a long time, relaxed his vigilance, and sighed: "Qiao Ji ghost, a kind of ghost, she only has a soul body now, and she is about to disappear under the pressure of the Huangtian Demon Suppressing Evil Formation, so there is nothing to be afraid of."

Xie Xuan asked suspiciously: "Qiaoji ghost? What kind of ghost is this, don't ordinary ghosts have fierce faces and fangs?"

"That's not the case. The way of transmutation of yin objects is determined by thoughts in life. It accumulates good and evil sides. This kind of yin objects are often humiliated during life. After death, they lure people to board the ship with good nature and kill people with evil nature. They are spirits. Something with a little more wisdom."

Zhong Ziyan stroked his short beard lightly, recalling an incident when he was a young man many years ago: "When I was teaching in Xincheng, I lived with a group of beggars. By chance, I stepped into Yanbo Ancient Temple and met a When the female ghost in white was about to lose her life, the thunder from the sky startled the female ghost. If it wasn't for your father's help, she might have died already.

When we parted, he gave me a purple talisman close to me, and said that there is no need to deal with that ghost, they are all miserable people, so why bother, now that I think about it...

Alas, Master is the one with great kindness in his heart. "

Xie Xuan suddenly heard Zhong Ziyan mention his father, and for some reason, he felt a surge of sadness.

Having not seen him for so many years, he has now forgotten what Xie An looks like, and only vaguely remembers that it is a tall and warm figure. Although Xie An is not really tall, his childhood memories are generally like this.

"My father, what does he look like?" Xie Xuan still asked this question.

Zhong Ziyan recalled carefully, after a long time, he looked down at his appearance in the river, and said with a gentle smile: "Your father was not much different from my appearance now, with a thin body, short stature, and a lot of white hair at the temples, like a An ordinary old bookmaker in the mortal world.

Back then, I was ignorant and embarrassed, and in the blink of an eye, many years have passed, and I have lived like him in the dark, the reincarnation of the world is really mysterious and unpredictable..."

Sighing is sighing, in fact, Zhong Ziyan and Xie Xuan were very different in appearance back then, and the difference in size alone was too great. The reason why he felt this kind of emotion was entirely from the inheritance of the head of the sect.

The speaker had no intention, but the listener paid attention, Xie Xuan subconsciously regarded the master uncle in front of him who gave off a heavy and calm aura as his father. Compared with his childhood memories, it was quite similar.

The memories of human beings will be vague and forgotten when they were young. Most of the time, if they can't remember when they are adults, they will fill in the gaps by themselves and change the shadow to the appearance they want to grow up.

"Uncle, I heard from those uncles that my father is very capable and highly qualified, why is my talent so mediocre?" Xie Xuan was suddenly a little frustrated.

Zhong Ziyan approached him slowly, patted him on the shoulder, and said: "What heaven and earth bestow, no matter whether it is good or bad, we must continue. It is really difficult to talk about the word 'justice' in a person's life.

What you have to face is always yourself. Hundreds and thousands of years later, you may exist or not.

Tian Xingjian, a gentleman strives for self-improvement.But with a breath, you should forge ahead bravely. "

Xie Xuan seemed to understand, and nodded dimly. When he went to observe the boat on the river, he was nowhere to be seen. Presumably it was an illusion, otherwise the uncle would not be able to sit idly by.

Zhong Ziyan didn't say any more, after recovering the spiritual power in his body, he said, "Let's go, keep looking."

"Okay!" Xie Xuan raised his leg and followed.