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The whistling heavy snow all year round freezes this mountain range in gray-white haze all over the sky.

Among the majestic mountains, there is a [-]-step stone step, from the foot of the mountain to the top, winding upwards, leading to the highest and deepest peaks of the mountains.It is not considered difficult and dangerous, but it is long and there is no end in sight, which makes people daunted.

It is not very obvious from the foot of the mountain, but when you walk halfway up the mountain, you can see that there is a beam of bright light on the top of the mountain that soars into the clouds. Out of a world, blocking the wind and snow, like a paradise, and like a Buddha shining on the top.

It's a pity, not to mention the mountainside, but the foot of the mountain. In the long time of tens of millions of years, Lu Yifeng has risen, and the sea has changed, and no one has arrived so far.

The name of this mountain is not well known, but there is a saying in the world that those who climb to the peak of not well known can be classified as immortals.

In the legends belonging to mortals, if one can find Buzhou Mountain at the end of the earth and climb to the top of the mountain, one can meet the mountain god and be transformed into a fairy by his enlightenment.No matter how illusory the legend is, as long as it involves longevity and immortality, there will always be people flocking to it, trekking across mountains and rivers.Some people retreat in the face of difficulties and return home without a feather; some people spend their entire lives and finally die in a foreign country.Many people have followed suit, but no one has ever found this legendary place.

"call--"

A boy in a navy blue robe wiped away the sweat that didn't exist on his forehead, "I'm exhausted."

He was in the middle of the [-] stone steps, and he couldn't see the foot of the mountain when he went down, but he could vaguely see the distant peak when he went up.

"Don't stop, the tiger will be back soon." Another boy beside him said so.

Looking carefully, these two children not only have the same clothes, but even their facial features are as if they were chiseled out of the same mold, exquisite and ingenious, and they are exactly the same.

The only difference is that the corners of the eyes of the two children are each dotted with an exquisite snowflake. The flower on the right is called southeast, and the one on the left is called northwest, which means the square and round land, all directions.These two snowflakes were put on by their masters, because they are so similar, if they don't make some marks, even their masters can't tell who is which.

The one who spoke first was Northwest. He put his hips on his hips, took a rest for a while, sighed again, picked up the broom in his hand and brushed lightly towards the top of the mountain. It flew into the air, rotated twice and spread out towards the sides of the stone steps, blending with the snowflakes in the air.

The stone steps showed their original color, which was blue-gray. Each step was very smooth and of moderate height, which showed the intentions of the road builders.

"Hey, this road has to be swept every day. It's been 2000 years, and no one has seen it. What's the use?"

Northwest's body was lifted off the ground, as if an invisible force was holding him up, he flew to a high place, and stopped in front of the steps that had not yet been swept away from the snow.

Dong Nan followed behind him, and upon hearing the words, he just said indifferently: "This is the rule, and the rule cannot be broken."

Xibei pouted, "Didn't everyone say that rules are dead and people are alive, can you be flexible?"

Southeast has no expression on his face: "We are not human."

Northwest froze for a moment, then fell silent. He watched Southeast leap up and sweep away the snow from the higher steps.

He stood there for a long time, until Southeast turned his head and looked at him puzzled.

Northwest scratched the back of his head and said softly, "I almost forgot..."

When they were near the top of the mountain, a young girl strolled down the steps, "Ah, southeast and northwest, are you clearing snow again?"

The girl was dressed in white velvet fur, tightly wrapped, her long pure white hair was tied behind her head, her whole body was like a snowball, only her eyes were bright blood red.

"Hey, Rabbit, you're back." Northwest glanced at her, his hands kept moving, "Have you found the male rabbit?"

"Hey, don't mention it," the rabbit spirit sighed sadly when he heard the words, "the atmosphere was pretty good, but when I mentioned that I don't live in Zhoushan, the little brother's eyes turned green with fright, and he refused to say anything." go home with me."

Northwest couldn't help but glanced up at Rabbit Fairy again, a little hard to imagine what a green-eyed rabbit would look like, "What's wrong with us? The mountains are so good, how many monsters want to get in but can't get in!"

Rabbit spirit sighed: "This also points to monsters. You can't get along with what you said. You will either be chased and killed by your enemies, or your knowledge is too shallow, so you will want to seek shelter from tigers. How can ordinary monsters be willing to abandon the goodness of being happy?" Days, come to this icy and snowy place to suffer from the cold? Let alone the life and death contract..."

Northwest was not happy, "What about you, didn't you come in voluntarily? You said it as if we tigers have wronged you."

The Rabbit Spirit said: "I am low-level, and I am a rabbit. Do you know how many monsters out there like to eat rabbits? What about lions, foxes, tigers, and lynx... Hey, eating me is just a matter of opening your mouth."

Northwest put her hips on her hips and wanted to refute, but Southeast, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said, "Xiaobai is here."

Rabbit Jing's ears trembled visibly, his face changed drastically, and he said in a trembling voice, "Hey... hey, Mr. Bai is here? Where is he?"

Northwest grinned, "It's behind you."

Rabbit Jing turned around stiffly, and saw a huge white tiger walking down the stone steps of only a dozen steps behind her.

The whole body of this white tiger is white, without the black stripes of ordinary tigers, if it is in the snow, if you don't look carefully, you can't find it.The body of the white tiger is also much larger than other similar ones, and its body is strong. Although it walks slowly, it can be seen that there is great strength between the soles of its feet. It opens and relaxes, and slowly walks down. The soles of the feet fall on the snow and leave half an inch deep. also no.

The natural enemy quietly appeared behind, and the rabbit spirit jumped two steps away in fright, and hid behind Dongnan, only showing half of her pink and jade face, her red eyes were full of awe, she whispered: "Bai...Bai Good afternoon, sir."

Northwest couldn't help laughing: "What are you afraid of, Xiaobai has long since fasted with the tiger, and won't eat you."

Rabbit shrinks her neck. She has lived in Buzhou Mountain for decades, and she sees white tigers every day, but she still can't restrain the inherent fear of natural enemies in her heart. She glanced at the northwest and muttered: "What do you know? This is my instinct. Do you understand my instinct? It can't be changed."

Southeast took a step forward, distanced himself from Rabbit Jing, and asked the white tiger, "Has the tiger come back?"

The white tiger roared, flicked its long tail, turned its head and walked up the steps.

Rabbit spirit asked: "What did Mr. Bai say?"

Dongnan said: "It is said that guests are coming from the mountains."

Northwest nodded: "Probably Nanling Xianjun came back together. Rabbit spirit, go and play by yourself, we are going to entertain guests."

The two boys put away their brooms, jumped up, caught up with the white tiger in front, and walked into the brilliance shrouded in light.

Passing through the translucent layer of enchantment, it feels like being in another world. There is no wind and snow. Although the temperature is not high, the sky can be regarded as clear.On the flat ground of the mountain is a flower garden, in which there are yellow five-petal ice flowers. As the name suggests, the flowers are covered with frost, and they bloom luxuriantly and delicately in winter.On a small path in the flower garden, two boys and a white tiger walked past, walking towards the bamboo house deep in the flower garden.

The bamboo house is surrounded by a fence. There are two rooms in total, one big one is facing the gate of the yard, and the other small one is on the right side of the big one.There was a bluestone table in the yard, and the four stone piers were all empty. Northwest asked, "Where is the tiger? Why isn't it here?"

The white tiger walked ahead of them, flicking its tail, without answering, Dongnan said: "It should be in the back mountain."

The two walked around to the back of the bamboo house, there was another path in the dense coniferous forest, and a few steps forward, a icy lake could be seen faintly.

Pushing aside the branches, I saw three figures standing by the lake. They squatted and stood one by one. One of the squatted ones said, "I don't think the shape of this nose is very similar."

This person's beard and hair are all white, and a goatee grows to his chest. There are no wrinkles on his face, but his appearance is old, and his voice is also old.

Another squatting person replied: "I haven't done it for a long time, I'm a little rusty."

This is a young man with a smile in his voice, half of his black hair is pulled back into a simple bun, and the rest falls on the white gown, which makes his skin white and clear.The young man smiled lightly, his black eyes were bent, and when he looked from the side, the curve of the bridge of his nose was neither too high nor too weak, and there was a kind of elegance just right. It forms a sharp contrast with white, and in the vastness of whiteness, this point of red is uniquely beautiful.

Walking in the southeast and northwest, he respectfully said to the man, "Tiger."

"Well," the young man beckoned to them, "Come here quickly, help me see if this is done."

The two stepped forward and saw a human-shaped object lying on the snow, made of snow, with a face and a not-so-delicate body.From the shape of the facial features, one can vaguely see the appearance of a young man, but...

This is too rough... Northwest took a peek at the young man, who seemed to be a bit like a tiger after being punched and swollen.

However, he didn't dare to say such words, he could only think in his heart.

Southeast, however, observed carefully between the young man and the snow statue for a few weeks, and said, "As Xianjun said, the tip of the nose can be higher."

Hearing this, the young man touched his nose, "Really? I think it's just right."

The white-haired old man said: "You don't believe me when I say it alone, but you still don't believe what Dongnan says, then you can ask Si Ming."

All eyes turned to the other person standing there.

This is also a young man, dressed in a gray robe, looking too plain, but the face and the temperament of the whole body can support the inconspicuous robe, his eyebrows and eyes are more serious than the youth squatting on the ground. A little tougher, a little cold, but polite, not arrogant.

He stood with his hands behind his back, and the slight bowing of his head gave people a sense of intimacy, just because he was not good at words, not pretending to be noble.

The gray-robed youth said: "It can be two centimeters higher."

Looking from the northwest to the southeast, he asked who this person was with his eyes.

Southeast shook his head slightly, indicating that he didn't know either.

Hearing the words, the squatting young man frowned as if he had struggled in his heart before reluctantly agreeing, "Three people say nothing, let's believe you."

After finishing speaking, he stretched out his long and slender fingers with well-articulated joints, and tapped the tip of Snow Statue's nose.

The old man nodded in satisfaction: "Okay, it's exactly the same now."

Northwest opened his eyes wide and looked at it several times, but he didn't find any changes in the rough snow image after this point.The facial features are still blurred, and it is really hard to see that it is exactly the same as his tiger.

The white-haired old man stroked his goatee, "But Ying Zhou, that's not how 'Three people make a tiger'."

The young man withdrew his finger, surprised: "Huh, isn't it? I just saw it in a book yesterday. What does that mean? Nan Ling, tell me about it."

The old man said: "The meaning of this statement is a false thing. If it is said by many people, it will be mistaken for the truth. Your nose was really short just now, but you can't take it seriously."

The young man smiled and said, "I think it's quite appropriate."

The old man patted him on the shoulder, "Hey, you kid, didn't the scriptures teach you, 'If you don't listen to the old man's words, you will suffer in front of your eyes'? Is it true? If you pull it up and take a look, you will know? "

The young man shook his head and said: "Not now, if you pull it up and don't inject your soul into it, it will melt away soon. Let's leave it for now, and we'll talk about it in a few days."

He clapped his hands and stood up, "Dongnan, put it away for me first, don't let the monsters break it."

Dongnan Road is, and asked again: "Excuse me, tiger, why do you make snow statues?"

The young man said with a smile: "In a few days, my soul will leave the mountain. This body will guard the mountain. The soul must find a place to settle down."

Both the southeast and the northwest were taken aback, and the northwest asked urgently: "What happened? Why did the tiger leave suddenly? Where are you going and how long will you be going?"

The old man next to him also stood up, and said with a playful smile: "You are a boy who cares a lot."

The young man raised his good-looking eyebrows, "I just love them to take care of me, you are a lonely family, it is desolate if no one takes care of you."

The old man was so angry that he patted the young man's shoulder again, but unfortunately he was not tall enough, so he only patted on the arm, "I tell you to read less of the books of the world, and see what words you are learning. My Nanling Island You have three thousand disciples, you are the only one!"

Northwest blushed because of the young man's words, and explained in a low voice: "Tiger, I'm not..."

"It doesn't matter," the young man smiled, and said warmly: "Just now, Tianchen Commander told me something. I will go down to earth in a few days, and it may take some time. I will let you know first, these few days Some preparations have to be made.”

Northwest looked at the gray-robed man next to him in surprise. It turned out that this was the legendary Tianchen Siming, who was listed in the top three of the "I want to marry in the fairy world" with his own tiger.

To be in charge of life is to be in charge of the destiny, the direction of all things in the world.

It is said that there is a "Book of Kunwu" in the fairy world, which records the past, present and future of the Three Realms.And the one who keeps this book is Tianchen Siming, and he is the only one who can directly talk to Kunwu Book - even if the emperor of the fairy world wants to ask about the destiny, he can only inquire indirectly through Tianchen Siming.And Si Ming is notoriously strict, unless there is something important about the rise and fall of the Three Realms, he will issue a warning, otherwise he will never reveal his destiny.

Northwest felt a "thud" in his heart, then this time Si Ming suddenly found the tiger, could it be that something big is about to happen in the world?

Southeast thought of something with him, with a solemn expression: "But is there something wrong in the world?"

Ying Zhou tilted his head and thought for a while, then looked at Tianchen Siming, "Actually, I didn't understand what I heard just now on Nanling Island, why don't you explain it in more detail?"

Half an hour ago, he was playing chess with Nanling Xianjun on Nanling Island. Tianchen came to visit suddenly, and he listened to the beginning and the end in a daze.

Tianchen lowered his eyebrows, with a delicate expression on his face, "The tiger agreed to descend to the mortal world before he understood?"

Ying Zhou put his hands into his sleeves, a little embarrassed and apologetic, "I just understand that you said that it is necessary for me. Since it is necessary for me, of course I will go. But I have to trouble you to say it again, lest I went down and my eyes were dark. Let's go to the front and sit down and talk. When you come back to my place, you must have a taste of the bad tea."

In fact, he is not very familiar with this Siming, to be precise, he is not very familiar with the gods other than Nan Ling.

Mount Buzhou is located between heaven and earth, and is the intersection of the three worlds of immortals, humans, and demons. He is transformed by the aura of the mountain. Strictly speaking, he is not a god, and certainly not a mortal, but he is not a monster.What exactly it is, he can't say it himself, anyway, he is the only heretic in the world.

2000 years ago, there was a change in Buzhou Mountain, and there were signs of the birth of divine soldiers, so the fairies and demons gathered together, but after waiting for a long time, the divine soldiers finally arrived, and the Huagu Fan broke through the mountain. Unfortunately, Ying Zhou also came out together. .Hua Gu Fan is Ying Zhou's talisman, it protects the master automatically, and with a light sweep towards the outside of the mountain, it sweeps away all the fairies around it, and the force is not insignificant.Everyone was dumbfounded, they couldn't beat it at all, so they had to stop their efforts and withdraw in desperation.

The power of Huagu Fan is too great, and the location of Buzhou Mountain is special, no matter the fairy world or the demon world, everyone is afraid of Zhou.The Great Emperor of the Immortal Realm thought about it, and simply came forward to recruit Ying Zhou, and asked Ying Zhou to become an immortal, although he was not a serious local population, but at least he had a household registration above, and his status was not low. When all the immortals saw Ying Zhou , you need to respectfully call a tiger.

The relationship between him and the immortals stopped at nodding acquaintances, and the only one who was always together was Nanling Island Immortal Monarch.

The two are regarded as chess friends, the lifespan of a fairy is too long, time is fast and slow, and the moment of flicking the fingers is still suffering, it all depends on whether there is something to pass the time.

Ying Zhou's things to pass the time are playing chess and reading scripts, both of which are inseparable from Nanling Xianjun.

Nanling Xianjun has lived for tens of thousands of years, and his chess skills are unrivaled in the fairy world. Ying Zhou is his personal disciple brought out by hand.As for the story books, there are thousands of books on Nanling Island. Ying Zhou has been idle and bored for the past 2000 years. After reading almost all of them, he found that compared to the boring history of spells, the books in the book of human stories are the best. Love, hate, hatred, mortal emotions are really interesting, and he read them with gusto.

"Go, go, go," Nanling Xianjun grabbed Ying Zhou's sleeve and said hastily, "I have asked for this tea many times, but you are not willing to take it out, you cheapskate, why are you willing to give it up as soon as Si Ming comes? Quickly, tell your boy to fetch water."

Nan Ling pushed Ying Zhou forward, but Ying Zhou couldn't laugh or cry, so he had to order: "Then put away the snow statue in the southeast first, and fetch water in the northwest."

The author has something to say: Hello, old and new friends, here is the cute old Wei, bowing to everyone, and opening a new article, the second article in life, still trembling with nervousness, thank you for your support~

The setting of this article is actually earlier than "Silver Crystal", but because it is relatively long (60 words tentatively), I didn't have the confidence to write it well, so I opened "Silver Crystal" first (yes, by the way, for the finished article Make an advertisement, interstellar text, Jack Su’s name, illogical plot, ABO setting, click on my column and take a look, you won’t be fooled if you don’t suffer (shamelessly roll on the spot)).

Conventional demining: The audience of this article is completely different from the previous one. They are very laughable and talkative. Of course, they are all equally good-looking (face control saves the world).The plot is still free, and the rhythm will be slower than before, especially in the early stage, there are too many things to explain.As for the writing style... I'm sorry I don't have that kind of thing, I can only think of what to write... Although it is classified as Xianxia, ​​there is no Xia, only Xian, not cultivating the truth, only falling in love (?), the chubby buns are in the very late stage, summer vacation 8 - Try to update 9 daily in September, and restore 4500 in October (I will try my best, at least 10 daily).

I love you guys, huh, let's lie down with Xiaobai and seek smooth hair (///v///)

Thank you Yunsumao for giving "Silver Crystal" and Gongde Wuliang for giving Lei in this article, huh!

Thank you unknown little angels for the nutrient solution

Thank you for meeting in "Silver Crystal" and you who are willing to come here to continue to communicate with me in depth (?), I have already laid down, you can do whatever you want!

Finally, as usual, there will be a small theater:

Ying Zhou: Why then who would want to marry No.1?

Nan Ling: Hey, No.2 is married to him, so why isn't he number one!

Ying Zhou: ...Convincing and convincing.