In the cold winter, the moon is frozen, and the snow falls on the sky.
"Buzz" The Buddha bell on the Bhikshu Mountain rang, and there was an endless stream of princes and nobles driving spirit animals, wearing crimson coats, stepping on the snow, and coming to the mountain to worship the gods and Buddhas.
The entire Xiniu Hezhou was plunged into the suffering of the catastrophe, but this remote and small place was still peaceful and did not suffer too much.
The little novice on the mountain rode a duck as big as a wolf dog, hung a string of Nanmu Buddhist beads around his neck, and held a small bowl in his hand, knocked open the farmhouse in the village below the mountain, chanted the scriptures, and said a few auspicious words to the people in the courtyard, but it caused a group of laughter.
Feng Feiyun stepped on the thick snow and walked alone along the wide Jin River.
The wide river was not frozen by the ice, and there were still red-toothed ships passing over the river.
On the ship, there are guards wearing good armor, and beautiful women singing and dancing in the warm curtain play music.
"Those who cultivate low have their own ways of happiness, and those who cultivate high have things that make them sad."
Feng Feiyun continued to move forward, and came to the foot of the Bhikshu Mountain, where thousands of mountains are wrapped, and the jade trees are hung with ice bars, and on the other side of the great river, there is really a towering statue of the goddess Taiwei, high into the clouds, covered with snow, like a huge white jade crystal statue.
In my ears, there was a sudden sound of a beautiful and moving flute, light and elegant, intermittent, like a breeze blowing in my ears.
Feng Feiyun's body was lighter than the wind, and he flew off the ground, looking for the sound of the flute, and came to a plum blossom forest.
In the cold winter season, the flowers wither, only the plum blossoms are proud, blooming in the snow.
Walking into the plum blossom forest, there is the fragrance of plum blossoms.
At the strongest place of flowers, there is a pavilion.
Inside the pavilion there were two women.
Among them, a woman in red clothes, holding a jade flute in her hand, stopped when she saw Feng Feiyun coming to the outside of the pavilion, with a little affection in her eyes.
Another woman was dressed in white, light gauze like mist, covering the crystal clear jade body, boiling a pot of tea, and the fragrance of plum blossoms emanated from the clay teapot.
Her figure is as slender as the moon, her temperament is as elegant as a lotus, she stretched out her slender jade fingers to hold up the teapot, and poured out two cups of hot tea, "Please" Feng Feiyun stared at her, fearlessly walked into the pavilion, sat down opposite her, and picked up the teaglass.
And at this time, a cold wind blew, carrying a piece of snow and plum blossoms flew over the vermilion pavilion, and one of the plum blossoms fell into the teacup, the color was crimson, beautiful and bewitching.
Feng Feiyun took a sip lightly, savored it, put the teacup back on the table, and said, "I didn't know you could make tea before."
Dongfang Jingyue took a sip gently, with a few drops of crystal on her red lips, like rain and dew on the blades of grass in early summer, and smiled elegantly: "What do you think of this tea?"
"Seven points of sweetness, three points of bitterness" Fengfeiyun Road.
Dongfang Jingyue's eyes were bright, crystal like water jade, the corners of her mouth were slightly upturned, and she said: "If tea is not bitter, it is not called tea." ” "It's a pity that this tea can only be bitter, but it can't be bitter in the heart."
Feng Feiyun stared at her and said, "What are you looking for me for?"
Dongfang Jingyue suddenly stood up, walked to the bottom of the wind pavilion, stepped on the snow, looked at the red plums in the garden, and said: "The ancient god phoenix handed over the forbidden place to you, you give it to me, and I will hand over the bronze ancient ship to you." ” Dongfang Jingyue stretched out a jade hand, and an ancient and tattered ancient ship of gods flew out of the palm of his hand, standing eighteen iron cloth divine sails, with an ancient and vicissitudes of life.
Feng Feiyun didn't look at the bronze ancient ship, but stared at her and said, "Are you making a deal with me?"
"Don't you think this is a win-win situation" Dongfang Jingyue turned around and looked back, her long black hair lifted a few snowflakes, just like the beauty in the painting.
"It's a win-win indeed, but it's a pity that I won't make a deal with you.
If you want to take the bronze ancient ship in your hand, I naturally have other ways.
"Wind Flying Cloud Road.
Dongfang Jingyue's two eyebrows frowned slightly, took a deep breath, her chest rose and fell slightly, and said, "You know why I didn't go directly to Heaven to find you."
"Why" Fengfeiyun Road.
She said, "If I enter the kingdom of heaven, if you want to fight with me, you will inevitably have to tie your hands, and I don't want to threaten you with those people in heaven."
I just want a fair deal with you, I don't want to bully you with the strong. ” Feng Feiyun smiled: "Bully the weak Shui Yueting with the strong, you can't help but look down on me too much." ” "I've decided to call it Dongfang Jingyue."
Oriental Mirror Moon Road.
"You don't deserve to be called Dongfang Jingyue at all."
Feng Feiyun sacrificed the pan barbarian axe, and a mighty ancestral saint mystery rushed out of his body, and the petals in the entire plum garden flew up, forming a red flower rain.
The rain of flowers circled the body of Feng Feiyun, forming a whirlpool "Do you hate Shui Yueting" Dongfang Jingyue didn't seem to feel the killing intent on Feng Feiyun's body at all, and still stood quietly in the snow.
Feng Feiyun turned a deaf ear to her voice, and slashed down with an axe, carrying the power to open the world and the earth, even if it was a great realm, it had to be split in half.
However, when the pan man's axe fell on the top of Dongfang Jingyue's head, she didn't move, just stared at Feng Feiyun with bright eyes, and suddenly, her appearance began to change, turning into a woman in red, holding a jade flute in her hand, her skin was like jade, and she also stared at Feng Feiyun with starry eyes.
These eyes are completely different from Dongfang Jingyue's eyes, full of ethereal, and there is an aura on his body that does not eat the fireworks of the world.
This is Ye Xiaoxiang There was only a faint smile on her face, without a trace of fear of death, as if dying in the hands of Feng Feiyun was also a happy thing.
Feng Feiyun hurriedly retracted his axe, forcibly withdrew this groundbreaking force, and slashed himself on his body.
Although most of the power of the Panman Axe was withdrawn, there was still a lot of power that bombarded Ye Xiaoxiang's body, knocking her upside down and flying out, falling into the red plum blossom rain, and spilling a piece of crimson blood on her body, dyeing the snow on the ground redder than plum blossoms.
Feng Feiyun was also slashed by the power of the Pan Barbarian Axe, leaving a deep blood mark on his chest, and the holy bones seemed to be about to be cut off.
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Feng Feiyun's body moved, rushed into the plum blossom rain, hugged Ye Xiaoxiang back, and gently placed him in the snow.
Although she was not dead, her holy soul was damaged, she fainted, her eyes were closed, and the red clothes on her body were dripping with holy blood.
"After appreciating the red plum and enjoying the red snow, drinking plum tea and drinking human blood.
Feng Feiyun, do you still think you are very strong" Dongfang Jingyue sat in the pavilion again at some point, picked up a jade teacup, and took a sip of tea gently.
The scars on Feng Feiyun's body healed automatically, stared at Dongfang Jingyue, and said: "White Jade Immortal Boat, the power of time you used just now is the power of time, and you briefly went back to the past, and exchanged Ye Xiaoxiang's position with your position, so when I fell with an axe, you became Ye Xiaoxiang." ” As long as you reach the realm of the Holy Spirit, you can cultivate the power of time, and you can go back to the past and go to the future.
But no one can change the past and change the future.
But Dongfang Jingyue did it, so without making a move, she let Feng Feiyun personally split Ye Xiaoxiang with an axe, and then split himself with an axe.
This kind of power is simply incomprehensible to the sacred, and she doesn't dare to provoke her easily, in case she goes back to the past and kills the holy in her childhood, then the holy will die.
Feng Feiyun said: "I don't believe that you can go back to the past and change the future at will, I want to see how powerful you are, whether you are really invincible in the world." ” Feng Feiyun summoned the Demon Sword and inserted it under the pavilion, giving time and space.
"Apocalypse" The wind and clouds pointed to the sky, and the black clouds suddenly rolled above the sky, lightning and thunder, and endless electric rain fell from the sky and bombarded down.
This plum garden is an independent world, seemingly located on the banks of the Jin River, but in fact it is a space of its own, completely different from the outside world.
"I am the sword god, and all the swords in the world must obey my orders."
Dongfang Jingyue took a void hand, and the demon sword that had originally fixed time and space flew into her hand, and with a wave of her arm, tens of thousands of sword shadows flew out, turning into a sword rain, forming a sword realm.
"Boom" A giant axe fell from the sky, breaking through the sword realm, and the axe was crushed down, with a chaotic and fierce light.
The Oriental Mirror Moon is as immortal as jade, the imperial sword flies, standing in the air, and the sword intent of the nine heavens and ten earths all flew into the sword in her hand, splitting out an earth-shaking sword river.
"Boom" Axes and swords collide, the heavens and the earth shake, and time and space collapse.
"Feng Feiyun, if you can really defeat me, I will hand over the bronze ancient ship to you."
Dongfang Jingyue summoned the white jade immortal boat out and stood on top of the immortal boat, countless immortal mist swirled her jade body, making her like a goddess in the fairy world descending to the mortal world.
Feng Feiyun said: "If you can defeat me, I will give you the place of imprisonment." ” The white jade immortal ship swelled ten thousand times, thousands of miles long, with a hazy immortal cloud, and crashed towards the wind and flying clouds.
Time warps, space shatters.
"There are four laws of truth, and three methods cut the way."
Feng Feiyun's body erupted with the light of the Ancestral Saint, wrapping his body, and the battle axe slashed out, cutting through the mist of the White Jade Immortal Ship, and bombarded it with an axe, wanting to cut through Dongfang Jingyue's Dao Method.
"Whoa" Dongfang Jingyue sacrificed the Demon Huang Sword and blocked the Panman Axe, but it couldn't stop the killing power of the truth, and a wave of truth Dao Law rushed straight into her body.
"Moon Sword."
Dongfang Jingyue's natal divine sword flew out of its body, knocking back that force of truth slashing dao.
"Bang" The Moon Sword, the Demon Sword, and the Panman Axe were all shocked out by that terrifying force at the same time.
The Moon Sword flew past Feng Feiyun's waist, tearing through the body of the Ancestral Saint, leaving a long sword mark and splattering blood.
The Panman Axe also slashed over the exquisite fairy face of Dongfang Jingyue, leaving a bloodstain as thin as a hair, overflowing with blood beads: