Chapter 7 Yun Qiyou
Chapter 7 Yun Qiyou
Ye Xiaochuan was already very angry that the one who brought him food was the Gulu bird. As a result, when he opened the food box, he started to curse again.
There was only a plate of pickles and three hard cold steamed buns in the food box, which was even more shabby than what the errand boys in Cangyun Sect ate.
He was furious and cursed Sun Yao a few more times. He grabbed a cold steamed bun and was about to throw it out. But then he thought, if he threw it out, wouldn’t he be hungry? So he put the steamed bun back into the food box, sighed, and had to accept his fate.
When he finished eating, it was already dark. The Gulu bird grabbed the food box and flew to the front mountain.
After nightfall, the Siguo Cliff was extremely cold. It was the coldest time of the year. In the second half of the night, snowflakes actually floated in the sky.
Ye Xiaochuan's cultivation level is not high, he is at the fourth level of the Sea of Gods. The so-called Sea of Gods means opening up the two acupuncture points of Shenmen and Xuanhai in the body, connecting the main meridians in the body. In the mortal world, it is a martial arts master who has opened up the Ren and Du meridians, but in the world of cultivation, this Sea of Gods realm does not even have the qualifications to enter.
The reason why cultivators are different from ordinary people is that they can fly in the air, control magic weapons, chase the wind and the sun...
This requires the fifth level of flying in the air.
Ye Xiaochuan's cultivation level is far from being invulnerable to water and fire. He was shivering with cold. He hid in the inner depression of the cliff, sat cross-legged and meditated, silently reciting the formula of "Yin Yang Qian Kun Dao", mobilizing the pitiful vitality that roamed in the meridians of the body to roam the whole body, so as to relieve the cold.
Perhaps God was teasing Ye Xiaochuan, this heavy snow fell endlessly. For three consecutive days, goose-feather-like snowflakes slowly fell from the void, and the entire Cangyun Mountains turned white.
On the morning of the fourth day, the heavy snow stopped.
In the past few days, only the Gulu bird came to deliver meals to Ye Xiaochuan twice every morning and evening. Apart from that, not even a ghost came, let alone people.
There is a saying among the people that it is not cold when it rains, but it is cold when the snow melts. Today, when the snow stopped, although the weather was clear, the temperature was obviously much lower than when it snowed.
Ye Xiaochuan ate cold steamed buns, his eyes kept turning around, and from time to time he stole a glance at the colorful bird squatting on the crooked pine tree, thinking whether to kill the Gulu bird and make a cloak with its feathers to keep warm. By the way, roast his meat for a snack to improve the food.
He just thought about it. If he really killed the Gulu bird, wouldn’t Elder Yunhe of the Discipline Academy fight him to the death?
At night, he curled up in the corner of the cliff platform of Siguo Cliff, humming pitifully: "I am a small bird, flying but can't fly high! Searching, searching, searching, I found a great magic weapon. No one gave it to me, I kept it for myself... A-choo!"
He looks quite handsome, but his voice is really not flattering. It is probably an insult to crows to describe it as a crow's voice. At most, it is a rusty broken gong.
And he himself did not seem to realize that his singing was bad, and was deeply intoxicated by it.
After midnight, he began to meditate again to keep warm, but he seemed to feel that there was a figure floating on the moon-watching platform on the back mountain of the opposite Samsara Peak.
He was stunned, patted his buttocks and stood up, rubbed his eyes and took a closer look. He saw that there seemed to be a person on the moon-watching platform in the snow, separated from the Siguo Cliff by an abyss.
This Moon-Watching Platform is one of the six scenic spots in Cangyun. It is said that from midnight to 12:00 on a full-moon night, the moonlight shines on the jade disk of Broken Sword Peak, and the moonlight is refracted to the Moon-Watching Platform on the opposite side through the jade disk. At that time, thousands of moonlights flow, just like a fairyland on earth!
But this Moon-Watching Platform is the back mountain of Samsara Peak, and few disciples come here on weekdays.
When Ye Xiaochuan saw a figure on the Moon-Watching Platform opposite the abyss, he immediately felt that the world was still so beautiful.
When he was about to shout, asking the person to come and talk to him, and preferably to secretly take him out of the Siguo Cliff, the figure on the Moon-Watching Platform dozens of feet away suddenly moved.
Then, a dazzling white light appeared, covering the light of the moon, making people dare not look directly at it.
Ye Xiaochuan looked closely, and his face suddenly changed.
I saw that the bright white light on the Moon-Watching Platform wrapped a slender figure, who turned out to be a beautiful woman like the Nine Heavens Mysterious Woman.
Ye Xiaochuan knew this woman.
It was the Lingbing Fairy, Yun Qiyou, who was known as the two most outstanding girls in Cangyun and one of the six fairies in the world, together with Gu Paner!
Yun Qiyou was a disciple of Master Jingshui. She was as cold as ice and had a high level of Taoism. Even Gu Paner was probably not as good as her.
Especially a year ago, she reached the seventh level of the Out-of-Body Realm at a young age, shocking Cangyun. The head of the sect gave her the Dust-Slaying Divine Sword, one of the three great swords passed down by the ancestors.
Because Yun Qiyou had a strange and cold personality and did not know how to control her severity, Ye Xiaochuan had been rampant in Cangyun for the past fifteen years, stealing all the female disciples of Cangyun, and even dared to provoke Gu Paner, the tigress. But only Yun Qiyou, he would hide far away when he saw her, and never dared to provoke her.
At this moment, in the middle of the night, in the back mountain in the wilderness, he actually saw Yun Qiyou, which made Ye Xiaochuan feel uncertain for a while.
While she was in doubt, Yun Qiyou, wrapped in white light, rose into the air. Thousands of white sword beams followed her graceful figure and flew against the sky, illuminating the originally dim surroundings as bright as day.
Ye Xiaochuan raised his head and saw Yun Qiyou, wearing a white ripple skirt, hanging in the sky above the abyss, with the invincible and peerless sword Zhanchen in his hand.
The white light of the sword was bright and dazzling, covering Yun Qiyou. Because it was too dazzling, Yun Qiyou's entire right arm holding the hilt of the sword could not be seen clearly, as if it had merged with the white light.
The next moment, a sword beam slashed down from the sky, and a strong wind suddenly arose. The snow all over the mountains and plains was swept up to the sky in the strong wind, and then slowly fell like snowflakes.
In the drifting snow, in the bright and dazzling white light, in the moonlight flowing down from the sky, the beautiful woman in white clothes like snow danced in the air with the fairy sword in her hand.
Buzz...
The crisp sword whistles like breaking ice and cutting snow resounded through the sky, one sword energy, two sword energy, three sword energy...
In the flying snowflakes, as the woman who looked like a fairy from the ninth heaven danced, the sword energy swirled and dazzled the eyes.
As countless sword energy surged, the thick snow on the cliffs of Broken Sword Peak and Samsara Peak rolled down with an astonishing momentum!
Ye Xiaochuan was stunned, and murmured in a voice that only he could hear: "As expected of one of the six fairies of the world, this Lingbing Fairy Yun Qiyou is so powerful! It seems that she has already comprehended the essence of the Eight Styles of the Divine Sword! It is estimated that among the younger generation of Cangyun disciples, only the eldest brother Gu Jianchi can confront her head-on, and that tigress Gu Paner will definitely not be able to beat her!"
Yun Qiyou, who was dancing with a sword in the air, did not seem to notice that there was a young man standing on the platform cliff under her feet.
The sword in her hand was getting faster and faster, and the sword force was getting more and more urgent.
The graceful body twisted, fluttering in the air, crisscrossing, and flying!
The sword light in the sky gradually condensed into the brightest giant sword, like a sharp blade that could support the sky, and a faint thunder roared at the moment when the giant sword stabbed.
The giant sword stabbed towards the Broken Sword Peak.
There was a loud bang, countless broken stones flew across, and large pieces of snow and rocks fell in a swarm, as if the entire Broken Sword Peak was shaking, like the end of the world.
Ye Xiaochuan hugged his head and hid in the concave part of the stone wall of the stone platform, so he escaped. If it was a snowball, it would be fine, but there were many large rocks that were shaken off by Yun Qiyou's sword. If they were hit, with Ye Xiaochuan's little practice, wouldn't his brains be smashed out?
