Ice lake and pavilion!
"It's snowing."
Yang Yue subconsciously stretched out his hand, and saw pieces of goose feather snow falling from the sky, falling into his palm, bringing a chill.
The place where the ice lake is located is covered with snow all year round. Even in the hot summer, it is not surprising, but...
"Two hours have passed, even if I am looking for ice carp fishing The bait should be back too, or was it delayed by something?”
Thinking of this, Yang Yue frowned.
After another cup of tea, a figure suddenly arrived in the distance.
Looking at his appearance, he is strikingly similar to Fang Yu.
"Junior Brother Fang..."
At this time, Yang Yue seemed to have discovered something, and quickly flew over, and the person who came was Fang Yu.
"You are playing tricks on me, but you still haven't lost your disguise."
With a cold shout, the person trembled, and he was still quibbling a little, but when he met Yang Yue's gaze, he only felt a chill in his body. , cried quickly.
"Senior Brother Yang, it was Senior Brother Fang who asked me to do this. In order not to disturb you, Senior Brother, he asked me to look like him."
"As for people, Fang Since Junior Brother asked you to disguise yourself so carefully, there must be something important. What did he do? "
"Senior Brother Fang said that he wanted to avenge his shame and had already brought several senior brothers there. It’s absolutely certain.”
The visitor quickly confessed and told Yang Yue everything he knew and didn't know.
"It has been ten years since I went to face the iceberg cliff. If Junior Brother Fang and the others do not come back, the penalty period will be doubled."
Hearing this, Yang Yue scolded him coldly.
Originally, he planned to say a hundred years.
How many hundreds of years can there be in the life of a cultivator of immortality?
In the eyes of that disciple begging for mercy, he finally relented.
"Thank you, senior brother."
Hearing this, the visitor looked bitter and quickly flew towards the iceberg cliff.
"It seems that we still have to go to Master Fang's place."
Seeing the man's retreating figure, Yang Yue pondered in his heart for a moment, then hurriedly walked towards the place where Hongfengyuan is. Fly in the direction.
"This is...how come all the red maples in this courtyard have withered."
However, as soon as Fang came to the courtyard, Yang Yue's pupils shrank suddenly.
Two hours ago, the big trees in this courtyard grew extremely lush despite the falling leaves.
Looking now, not only are all the leaves of the lush maple tree withered, but the entire tree exudes a strong sense of death.
"Uncle Fang, Junior Brother Fang..."
Seeing the scene in front of him, Yang Yue suddenly felt a strong sense of uneasiness in his heart and hurriedly walked towards the yard in front.
He had just taken a few steps when he saw the door in front of him slowly open with a creaking sound, and what came into view was Fang Qingye's figure
"You're here Just in time, tell the sect to cancel all Fang Yu's treatment."
"Uncle Master..."
Hearing this, Yang Yue's heart trembled.
Uncle Master would never say such a thing unless absolutely necessary.
Now, only two hours have passed, and I have changed my mind.
"Is Junior Brother Fang dead?"
Yang Yue thought of this, looked at Fang Qingye with a haggard look on his face, and consoled himself in his heart.
At this moment, a deep sense of guilt and anger could not help but appear in his heart.
If he had found Junior Brother Fang earlier, maybe this ending would not have happened.
He hated, hated why that person wanted to kill his junior brother.
But this hatred dissipated in his heart just as it arose. After all, he, Yang Yue, was the kind of person who could do whatever he wanted.
Just because of a misunderstanding and quarrel, my junior brother led people to attack and kill him. He deserved life and death. As soon as he thought of this, Yang Yue couldn't help but feel a trace of sadness in his heart.
"There is no need to be sad. Just like the red maple in front of you, there is a time of new life and a time of prosperity. Now that the prosperity has passed, you should die in the sorrow of autumn."
As these words fall, , Fang Qingye's black hair turned into snow-white at a speed visible to the naked eye under Yang Yue's shocked gaze.
This should have been a moment of great sorrow and despair, but when the head of white hair appeared on Fang Qingye's head, a cold feeling like the middle of winter emerged from his body. out.
That cold feeling...
“Uncle Fang’s cultivation has actually increased instead of decreasing!”
Thinking of this, Yang Yue suddenly felt a sense of horror in his heart. While looking at Fang Qingye, he subconsciously took half a step back because of the horror.
"This is practice. Birth, old age, illness and death, spring and autumn, everything in this world is a practice."
Zi Yang Yue was frightened and suspected that Fang Qingye was responsible for Fang Yu's death. While practicing, I saw the latter looking up at the sky changing from midsummer to winter.
Looking at the white snow coming quietly, he said slowly.
“When he started to practice, I told him to be cautious in everything and not to provoke the enemy wantonly outside. I followed the teachings and never slacked off at all.
When he encountered danger, I would rather give up the longevity lock entrusted in his body and help him fight the enemy, but that distraction was eliminated.
In this world, there are always things that you want to keep but cannot. "
"Uncle Master..."
Hearing this, Yang Yue was silent.
"There is no need to be sad, remember today's scene, if you want to become a god , you need to place your affection on God.
If you have not given it wholeheartedly, you will not be able to understand the true meaning of God. ”
As these words fell, Fang Qingye slowly closed his eyes.
At the same time, there was an astonishing spiritual pressure in this person’s body. It is spreading continuously, freezing the entire courtyard.
"That's good, maybe the moment Uncle Master comes out of seclusion, he will step into the Transformation God. ”
Looking at the frost-covered courtyard, Yang Yue turned and left after being silent.
"Transformation into gods, transformation into gods..."
......
"Is this the transformation into gods?"
In a temporarily opened cave, Lin Yi slowly opened his eyes Opening his eyes, he seemed to have some realization, but he raised his palms.
In an instant, a wisp of blood-red aura like hair came out.
This object was the Red Maple Shang that Fang Qingye had invaded his body before.
Even if it is just a wisp, in Ji Yi's perception, this wisp of red maple's sorrow can easily lead to the death of a Nascent Soul monk.
Just like Master Na Wende, after breaking into the ancient cave, the evil spirit was planted in his body.
At that time, Lin Yi was still marveling at the danger of the ancient cave. He didn't know why a wisp of evil energy could have such great power.
But now...
After carefully experiencing the meaning of becoming a god, he understood.
It may seem like an ordinary magical power, but it contains the Tao of the God-Transforming Monk. If you cannot resist this Tao, you will only die.
"Fortunately, this thing can't hurt me after all."
As these words fell, this strand of red thread, which Ji Yi deliberately reserved for understanding, casually The emergence of Qilin's true fire was completely reduced to ashes.
“The Yuhua Immortal Sect is in the southern part of Tiannan Cultivation World, which is very far away from where I am now, but I don’t have to rush there.”
Thinking of this, Lin Yi's figure flashed, and the moment he left the cave, he looked at the continuous mountain forest in the distance.
“According to the information Lu Heng helped collect, there will be several places along the way south that are not weaker than the Yuhua Xian Sect. For example, Tianji Gate is on this road.
Here we go. Going all the way south, I strive to understand my own way to become a god along the way."
As these words fell, Lin Yi's figure faded away after a gust of breeze blew by.
……(End of this chapter)