Chapter 1328

"I'm still alive!"

The plum blossom hermit slowly opened his turbid eyes.

Looking sideways, I lay on the bed and saw that the layout should be a guest room of an inn, next to Qin Li and Yun Shiyu.

"How long have I been in a coma." The plum blossom hermit murmured and asked in a low voice.

"Three days!" Qin Li replied.

"I'm dying!" Plum blossom householder eyes empty, staring at the ceiling, said: "I heard the sound of snow, small snowflakes fall on the ground, rustle, silent and desperate."

Cloud poem rain a Leng, looked out of the window, surprised way: "master, you are not listening to the wrong, there is no snow outside, where comes the sound of snow!"

The plum blossom hermit gave a bitter smile: "because that's the sound of my soul breaking. It's like ice and snow breaking. It starts to disintegrate from the edge. It won't be long before my soul is broken. It's like snow in the sun, returning to nature."

Qin Li's heart was desolate, and his face was sad: "elder, if you disobey the natural law and continue your life, you will suffer extreme despair and pain. You'd better stop and bury yourself in the tailoring city. I'll take care of your future affairs."

"No!"

"I can't stop!"

The plum blossom hermit was excited and said:

"Before I die, I must go to Daxueshan!"

Cloud poem rain doesn't understand a way: "elder, why do you insist to go where?"

The plum blossom hermit said with a smile: "it is said that on the snow mountain, there is a heterogeneous plum blossom tree, which blooms in a thousand years and startles the four regions. It is a kind of fantastic beauty beyond imagination. It covers the four seasons, and one can understand the Tao at first sight, and one's heart is not regretful!"

Yun Shiyu is even more puzzled. As a native of the eastern region, this kind of plum blossom is unheard of.

"Let's go! For the last ride. "

Qin Li's eyes are firm.

Soon!

The three went down the stairs.

Suddenly, the inn became restless.

A large number of friars poured down, and dozens of eyes stared at them.

They are all monks from the four regions who have heard the wind in the past three days. There are dozens of immortal statues and twelve immortal kings. The lowest Immortal King has four grades and the highest Immortal King has six grades. They are all the pillars of the four transcendent forces.

"He is a plum blossom hermit, very old, like a corpse."

"His time is coming. The plum blossom sword Sutra is a rare treasure!"

"You see, there is also a Taoist immortal king. It's fate for two different people to get together!"

Bixiao fairy king has a sinister smile. Since he was raped last time, he harbors a grudge and takes a crazy walk, revealing the position of plum blossom hermit, attracting a large number of experts, just to kill two outlaw fairy kings.

At this point.

In the crowd.

A refined fairy king came out.

It was Han, who had been away for more than a year, who asked.

He has been promoted to the fourth grade of Immortal King, and his breath is more and more unfathomable.

Qin Li was happy in his heart, but because of his identity, he could only look at it and not recognize it.

"Master, I am the Immortal King of Xixuan Academy." Han asked, arched his hand and said respectfully, "I'll send you a message instead of master."

The plum blossom hermit was surprised and said, "Oh! What did Mr. Xu say? "

Han asked and said, "Master said, you are suffering from a deep illness and the medicine stone is powerless. Unless you abandon your cultivation and withdraw from the outside world, you will have a chance of life. Our academy is willing to attract you and lead you to the right path. You will return to the peak in a hundred years. "

"Thank you for your kindness. I'm proud of myself. Since I've stepped into the outside world, I have to stick to it all the time. How can I shrink back on my deathbed?" The plum blossom monk shook his head and walked out with warm jade sword.

Han asked, sighing, without deep advice.

At this time.

There was a violent voice.

"Well! You're welcome to the outside world. "

A big fairy King walked out. He had wolf like eyes. He was wearing a fur coat, a fox tail felt hat, a snow blue sword and a wine gourd on his waist. Obviously, he was a northern region monk with amazing momentum. He should be the fifth grade of the fairy king.

Han asked and frowned, "what do you want to do

The crazy Sword Fairy king said coldly: "of course, he killed the plum blossom hermit and captured the sword Sutra. As a reference, he perfected the northern region's right path."

All of a sudden!

The atmosphere was agitated.

All the friars around are greedy eyes.

The narrow inn is full of murders, which makes many innocent people tremble.

All of a sudden!

Meihua said:

"WaiDao is not a stepping stone to the right way."

Crazy knife fairy King laughs: "the stone of its mountain can be used to attack jade. The right way is jade, and the outer way is stone. This is a theorem since ancient times."

The rest of the fairies scoffed, and the inn was full of happy air.

Qin Li's eyes were cold and his heart was very upset.

"You said the opposite!"

The plum blossom hermit whispered.

The warm jade sword is drawn out, and the sword Qi swings in the clouds.

"I want to do it!" With a smile, the crazy Sabre fairy King pulls out the ice blue sabre. The cold and murderous air of the sabre is mixed together. It has a terrible edge. It cuts off the mountain, cuts the mountain, freezes the river, and points at the plum blossom hermit.

"I'm the only one!"

The plum blossom hermit pointed his sword.

An invisible sword shot out, with aloofness and pride, penetrated into the opponent's right arm, hooked the blood, suddenly burst, and blossomed a bloody plum blossom.

"What The crazy sword immortal king was shocked. The whole right arm was like a branch, full of plum blossoms. It was monstrous and bloody, cruel and beautiful. And the sword will go up against the current to smash his five zang organs and bloom a deadly flower.

Click!

The ice skate cuts down fiercely.

The crazy Sword Fairy King broke his arm and saved his life.

The monks around were frightened. They were scared away by the scene.

"With one move, you will defeat the mad Sword Fairy king!"

"He's merciful, or the mad Sword Fairy king will die."

"That's the heresy. The king of immortals kills the king of immortals like killing a dog!"

"I finally understand why the elders of the sect are so eager for Taoist Scriptures. It's a kind of unreasonable power."

The fairies dare not despise them any more.

"Tell you..."

"The outsider is a soldier, but the right way is no more than a millstone."

The plum blossom monk put his sword into the scabbard. He looked very painful. Sweat oozed from his forehead. He was panting. Obviously, the sword just now consumed a lot of his strength and began to show fatigue, but no one dared to challenge him.

"Master, let's go!" Qin Li opens the way ahead.

The plum blossom monk wanted to control the light, but he was too weak to control the light and nearly fell to the ground.

Cloud poem rain concern way: "elder, or I take you to fly."

"No!"

Mei Hua Ju Shi shakes his head

"I'll take the last part of the road by myself."

The old man, dressed in white, with a long sword and facing the cold winter wind, walked out of the tailoring city step by step and went to the snow mountain. His back is a little camel, full of bitterness and helplessness, gradually disappearing in the white snow.

Back!

A group of fairy kings press forward step by step.

"Why, do you want to do it in Nanyu?"

"If you are not afraid of death, you can kill the plum blossom hermit."

"Forget it! I'll wait for him to die naturally, and then plunder his storage bag. Maybe there are other treasures besides the sword Sutra. "

These faeries are like a group of vultures, hovering in the sky, waiting for the moment when the plum blossom hermit falls down.

Bixiao fairy king has a sneer on his face.

The king of Yin wind held his head high and laughed like a winner.

Crazy Sword Fairy king looks gloomy, holding the ice skate, looking for revenge opportunities at any time.

Far away!

On a snowy mountain.

There is a strange and powerful fairy king.

He was dressed in a Taoist robe. He was extremely handsome. He had a sword eyebrow and a star in his eyes. His appearance was magnificent and extraordinary. If you look at it carefully, Yun Shiyu was three points similar to him.

He just looked at the plum blossom hermit like a bystander.

Time is like water.

The sun sets in the west, and the sky and the earth are dark.

Qin Li three step by step, came to a mountain village.

The mountain village is very remote, with only a few hundred families, thatched cottages, stone walls, snow covered roofs and smoke curling. There is also a bluestone tablet at the entrance of the village, which reads "Lijia village".

"This is my hometown." The eyes of plum blossom hermits recall.

Yun Shiyu asked curiously, "senior, where are your parents?"

"I'm an orphan. I was abandoned at the entrance of the village and adopted by the old village head when the plum blossom was in full bloom, so I was named Li Xunmei!" Said the plum blossom hermit.

Abandoned babies often occur in the four directions. After all, some little friars don't have enough resources to cultivate themselves. How can they dig out a part to raise their children.

Qin Li asked: "elder, how long are we away from the big snow mountain?"

The plum blossom resident said with a smile, "it's not far away. We'll have a rest in the village for a night. We'll leave tomorrow morning, and we'll arrive at noon, just in time for the flowers to bloom. I have no regrets and can finally die at ease."