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On a snowy day, the sky was cold and the earth was frozen. The entire world was dyed white.

A handsome young man dressed in scholarly robes slowly walked on the snowy plains. Although his clothes were extremely coarse, it was difficult to conceal his extraordinary temperament. His aloofness and aloofness were unparalleled. The sword-like brows that flew into his hair added to his heroic spirit.

It was as if he was strolling leisurely in the courtyard. Regardless of how the snowflakes fell on his thin clothes, he could feel a trace of an almost undetectable coldness before transforming into wisps of white smoke and rising into the air.

"Wah!"

Suddenly, the faint sound of a baby crying could be heard. Amidst the wind and snow, the crying did not seem unclear at all. Instead, there was an indescribable sense of vulnerability and helplessness.

The young man frowned, as if he was thinking about something. After a while, his figure disappeared into thin air.

At the same time, he had already appeared several hundred meters away. Standing in front of a dilapidated temple, he looked at the worn-out basket on the ground and frowned. Inside the basket, there was a black cotton quilt. It was wrapped around a wailing baby. It was obvious that it had just been born not long ago.

The young man looked at the baby, and the baby actually looked at him with wide eyes. Even the crying stopped, and a pair of small hands patted the baby aimlessly, as if he was very happy.

The young man smiled lightly and shook his head: "This is fate, I can save you alone, but can I save the rest of the world? In this world, how can I care about so many trivial things? You don't even want to bother with the matters of the Immortal World. "

With that, he took another look at the baby and left in the blink of an eye.

However, just as he turned around to leave, the infant's cry rang out once again. It sounded even louder than before. The young man was stunned as he raised his head to look at the sky above the temple. The ash-gray sky had suddenly turned slightly red.

With a look of surprise, the young man once again turned around and looked at the baby. He muttered, "Don't tell me you and I are fated to meet? A mortal baby has an auspicious light, born to be blessed by the heavens, then alas! If I, Qing Hua, adopted an infant from the mortal realm, wouldn't I be laughed at? "

After muttering to himself for a while, two purple glows suddenly burst out from his eyes. With a wave of his sleeve, the baby flew into his hands, and said with a sneer: "Why should I, Qing Hua, care about the expressions of others? If anyone disagrees, just kill them!"

With a flash of light, the young man with the baby disappeared into thin air …

At the same time, the picture scroll that was swirling in Lan Feng's mind also flashed corresponding and changed into a different scene.

As far as the eye could see, it was a boundless jade palace with tens of millions of mountain peaks floating in the air. Boundless purple energy lingered around every inch of this immortal realm.

In the middle of it all, there was an inverted mountain peak that was thirty thousand meters high. It could be said to be the highest mountain range amongst all the mountains. Within a circumference of a thousand li, there were many pavilions and pavilions. Every single building was beyond the imagination of ordinary people. Not one of them was not a divine item, and they were all emitting a dazzling purplish golden radiance.

In a certain location in the Sacred Land, a young man who had appeared in the previous scene was holding a baby and hurriedly running into a garden filled with strange flowers and plants. In the garden, a thirteen or fourteen year old girl was practicing her swordplay. Every time her sword moved, the space would tremble and a deep purple spiritual energy would scatter in all directions.

"Snow Cloud!" Snow Cloud! " The young man laughed heartily and passed the baby to the little girl: "Look! A few days ago when I was wandering around the world, I accidentally found her. She was also abandoned by my parents, but her spiritual roots are not ordinary. In the future, you won't be lonely anymore. You have a new junior sister to accompany you. "

The little girl who was called Xue Yun gently smiled. Her picturesque brows revealed traces of joy, and she said in a tender voice, "Xue Yun is not lonely. As long as I am with Master, Xue Yun will never be lonely. Wu Xuanyun will accompany Master forever, and will never part from her. "

The young man fondled her hair, smiled and said, "Then I'll just send this baby back."

"No, no, no!" Xue Yun pouted and her face was filled with sadness. She muttered, "If it weren't for Master taking her in, Xue Yun would have died long ago. She was innocent to be abandoned by her parents, so Master shouldn't leave her behind."

The young man lightly scratched her small nose and said with a smile, "Master is just joking with you. Let's give her a name."

Saying that, he seemed to be lost in his memories, muttering to himself, "What do you think it should be? Back then, when I brought you back, it was snowing heavily in the mortal world, and auspicious auspicious red clouds descended from the sky. Thus, I named you Snow Cloud. When I picked up this baby, she had an auspicious sign as well. It was a seven-colored light that shot straight into the nine heavens …

"Master! I remember! " Xue Yun kissed the baby's pink and small face, and said tenderly: "Seven colored multicolored light, can you call her Wan Xia?"

"Good, good, good!" The young man laughed and bent down to pinch the baby's face: "Little guy, you will be called Wan Xia from now on. When you grow up, you need to thank your senior sister, she was the one who gave you that name."

Xue Yun giggled, looking innocent like a child, as she hugged her baby and flew in the air: "I have a little junior sister! Junior Sister Wan Xia, quickly call me senior sister, hehe. "

Seeing Xue Yun's happy expression, the young man could not help but reveal a warm expression.

The scene abruptly came to a halt, and then, at an extremely fast speed, it continued forward. These were all the upbringing and experiences of Xue Yun and Wan Xia, and there were occasional appearances of a young person's identity. Even though it wasn't much, but from various angles, it could be seen that he was an extremely noble person.

It was unknown how much time had passed, but the scene had already slowed down to over ten years later.

It was still that garden. A beautiful woman around the age of twenty and a young man were sitting at a stone table. They both smiled as they looked at a pretty young girl who was dancing with a sword not too far away.

After the dance, the girl's hand flashed with a purple light and the treasured sword disappeared without a trace. She smiled sweetly and bowed to the young man: "Master, has Wan Xia's sword technique improved?"

"Well, how should I put it?"

As the young man stuttered, Wan Xia's small face froze and she immediately pouted, as if she was very unhappy.

Seeing her small appearance, the beautiful woman laughed softly. "Junior sister, Master is just teasing you. I can tell that your swordsmanship has grown quite a bit. Master, right? "

The last sentence was naturally to ask the young man, hearing her say that, the young man laughed and stood up: "Not bad, in the short span of ten years, you already have the strength to do so, in this entire Circulatory Immortal Realm, how many people can compare to us, Wan Xia?"

"Ya!" Wan Xia cried out in shock, her face flushed red as she shook her hands and said, "Master, you praise me too much, at least Senior Sister is much stronger than me."

The young man looked at the beautiful woman, and gently smiled. "Our Snowcloud is also very good. You two sisters are very good. Of course, I won't ask too much of you. So what if you don't have the slightest bit of ability? I am Qing Hua, the sage realm of Zi Qing, who can do anything to me? "

Wan Xia seemed to have suddenly recalled something, and muttered in a low voice, "Master is certainly amazing. A few days ago, Senior Sister and I were sleeping in the same room, and she was even calling Master's name in her sleep at night."

Her voice was soft, but how could it escape the ears of Qing Hua and Xue Yun?

In a split-second, Qing Hua's expression changed. He frowned as he stared at the snow cloud. Snow Cloud's beautiful face turned red. She couldn't wait to dig a hole in the ground. Her jade-white hands didn't know what to do, so she twisted the corner of her skirt.

Qing Hua, the young man who had always appeared on the screen, coldly snorted and left with a flick of his sleeve.

Just at this moment, Xue Yun grabbed onto his sleeves and shouted loudly, "Master! Xue Yun likes you, Xue Yun loves you. It has always been like this, ever since more than ten years ago! I don't dare to say it out loud. You are my Master, you are my savior, and you are the strongest person in the entire Immortal World. But I can't control it! All these years, my mind has always been filled with your shadow. Only you, for you, I can give up everything, even my life. "

"Pah!"

A resounding slap sent Xue Yun flying, and Qing Hua immediately left. However, Xue Yun climbed up from the ground with courage and determination as she walked over.

Qing Hua stopped in his tracks, looked at her coldly, and shouted angrily: "Snowcloud! You lowly disciple, you also know that I'm your master, how can you have such thoughts? The love between master and disciple, going against Chang Lun, how dare you think about such a rebellious action! Go back to your room and think about it! "

Xue Yun's face was filled with determination. She looked into his eyes without the slightest cowardice, and looked at his furious eyes, "Master, what you're afraid of is human nature, what you're afraid of is taboo. This is not the most important thing, the important thing is whether you like me or not. Ren? Where did this person come from? Master and I don't have any blood relation, what kind of peerless path can we talk about? Master Qing Hua, do you like me? If the answer is no, Snowcloud will not pester you! "

"How dare you!" Qing Hua swung his sleeve, preparing to slap her again.

"Master!" Wan Xia cried out loudly, "Although Wan Xia doesn't understand, she knows that there is nothing wrong with liking one. Senior Sister said she likes you, what's wrong with her? "You've never hit us before, but today …"

As if he had been stung by a wasp, Qing Hua's entire body went sluggish as he clenched his fists tightly and put his hands down, and said coldly: "Xue Yun, call me Master by your full name. I will expel you from my sect today, and from now on, you are no longer my, Qing Hua's disciple, and you are not allowed to take even half a step into the sage realm of Zi Qing! "Now, scram!"

"NO!" Master, you can't do this! " Big tears rolled down from the corner of her eyes. Xue Yun kneeled on the ground and asked in a teary voice, "Master, where are you letting Xue Yun go? This is my home, and Master and Junior Sister are my only family members. Without you, I am willing to die! "

Qing Hua's body trembled slightly, no one knew what he was thinking in his heart. After a while, he turned around and left with his last sentence: "Xue Yun, scram back to the Pure Heart Palace and think about it for over a hundred years. You are not allowed to take even half a step out of there within that hundred years! If you do not accept it, immediately expel your sect! "