After reconciliation with Jianzun

The next day, Shengjian still went to the fissure closest to Xushuizhou, and the situation of the fissure also confirmed Shengjian's thoughts.

The cracks inside Xushuizhou are gradually expanding, while the cracks outside are gradually shrinking. If this continues, the result can be imagined.

There was only a tail left in the circle of reincarnation, and it didn't take long to complete it. According to the plan, after they solved the demon, they would write the circle into the Hunyuan Qiankun bottle, and then inject a certain amount of yellow spring to take them to the demon world.

It seems that in order not to worry Ye Zhili, Sheng Jian didn't run out frequently, and spent more time in Xuanjian Pavilion, chatting with him, or making some preparations for the big battle.

On the contrary, Lu Huangchen couldn't see that he and Sheng were so distorted, and almost rolled his eyes to the sky, and followed the others to go out to kill demons.

The first snow of this year was caught off guard. Ye Zhili didn’t like to close the windows when he slept. He opened his eyes in a daze and thought that the sky was already bright. The big and small eaves and ridges of Xuanjian Pavilion, as well as every piece of blue brick on the ground.

The vast majority of monks are not afraid of the cold.

Excitedly, he briefly washed and changed his clothes, and ran out of the courtyard without even tying up his hair. The snowflakes were still floating outside, but they were smaller.

Throughout the year, he likes winter the most, the scenery of the four seasons, and he loves the snow queen the most.

Shengjian is a single line of ice spirit root, with the strongest meridians and bones in the world.

In many legends, Yuanheng Sword respects the heavenly father and the earthly mother. He was born in the most dangerous and highest snow mountain ice layer in the northwest. Accept this gift from heaven and earth.

However, these bizarre stories are nothing more than the fact that Sheng Jian likes to be quiet and rarely shows up, and because he is so powerful that he has become a symbol in the eyes of the world, as if Sheng Jian is the unattainable being who swallows human life Snow mountain itself.

When he was young and ignorant, he wanted to walk up to the top of the mountain with only his courage, but he didn't feel difficult until halfway. He thought he would have a soft dream in the snow, and drowning in it for the rest of his life would be regarded as living up to the encounter.

He was an accident that broke into Sheng Jian's long life.

And Sheng Jian embraced this coincidence.

He walked through the corridor and walked into the snow. Amidst the continuous sound of his feet, he suddenly felt an urge to see Sheng Jian.

I don't plan to do anything, I just want to see you.

Ye Zhili's expression became softer unconsciously. He didn't open an umbrella, nor did he use his spiritual power. He let the snowflakes fall on his shoulders one by one, leaving a series of footprints behind him. With the sound of "squeak", he pulled Open the wooden door of the courtyard.

In the middle of the stone path outside the courtyard, Sheng Jian was dressed in loose casual clothes, standing upright in the snow, as if he had noticed the movement early on, looking at his direction peacefully.

Ye Zhili vaguely remembered the first time he met Sheng Jian in Xushuizhou in this life, when he left because of Sheng Jian's hesitation, Sheng Jian stood alone at the end of the long street, like the most lonely and abrupt white, just like now, let the He couldn't help but wonder how long this person had been standing, and how long he would continue to stand.

Seeing him stunned at the door, Sheng Jian took a few steps forward and helped him up the crooked hairpin on his bun: "Why did you wake up so early?"

Ye Zhili smiled and said, "I woke up for some reason, and found that it was snowing outside, so I wanted to come out and have a look. Why are you here?"

Sheng Jian looked at him with lowered eyes: "Heard Luoxue, I thought you would come out to see, so I wanted to see you."

With Sheng Jian's cultivation, he might have noticed it when the first snowflake fell...

Shengma waited for him in the middle of the night.

Ye Zhili did not avoid Sheng Jian's gaze as before, and said calmly, "Then let's have a look at the snow scene together."

Sheng Jian's eyes were filled with joy, and he said "good" while rolling his Adam's apple.

They have seen the snow scene in Liuluomen many times. The building materials of Liuluomen are exquisite and elegant, and they are more crystal clear when covered by a thin layer of snow, just like being in an illusion.

The building of Xuanjian Pavilion is simple and elegant, solid but not bulky, and the snow accumulated is thicker than Liuluomen, just like the silent solemnity of gods.

It was late at night, and apart from a few teams of patrolling disciples, the two of them didn't bump into anyone else, and the journey was surprisingly quiet.

Sheng Jian suggested: "The moon is full tonight, why not go to the top of the mountain to have a look."

There is an independent mountain peak in Xuanjian Pavilion, soaring into the sky, the top cannot be seen from the foot of the mountain, it is Shengjian's residence.

As if he no longer avoided Sheng Jian's affectionate eyes, Ye Zhili still did not refuse.

Taken by Sheng Jian, he stopped using the teleportation array at the foot of the mountain, and reached the top of the mountain in a blink of an eye.

The maple trees with frost-white leaves were also heavily covered with snow. At first glance, they thought it was snow growing on the trees. The moon hung in the sky like an ice mirror, illuminating the top of the mountain like daytime.

All the layouts here are the same as in Liuluomen. Ye Zhili has seen it countless times, but he doesn't know if his mentality is different, or he hasn't seen it for a long time, and he feels something new.

He walked to the glazed table and sat down familiarly. There was a magic circle on the table, which was not exposed to the wind and snow. He even had a pot of hot tea brewing, and the mist created a small warm space.

The tea set is also the one he picked out before, elegant and elegant, with ice patterns on the bottom.

Sheng Jian poured a cup for him, and after taking a sip, he felt refreshed.

He smiled and said, "It's still the original taste."

Sheng Jian's eyebrows were peaceful, and his tone of voice was still light: "I have prepared a lot, and you can get it if you like."

Ye Zhili responded, and didn't talk politely to Sheng Jian about these trivial matters.

Sheng Jian took out a wooden carving from the storage bag and handed it to him: "This is for you, it contains a ray of my soul."

Ye Zhili was a little puzzled, although the wood carving was given to him by Sheng Jian a long time ago, and there is nothing wrong with giving it to him now, but why should he add a ray of consciousness.

Sheng Jian explained: "The battle is imminent, you can find me by relying on it."

Mentioning the monsters that may come at any time, Ye Zhixin couldn't help but sink his head: "Master Ji has arranged everything properly, so there must be no trouble."

"It will be chaotic at that time, you have to protect yourself." Sheng Jian still felt uneasy after exhorting, "No matter what happens, don't be impulsive."

There was an inconspicuous complexity hidden in Sheng Jian's eyes, and Ye Zhili was attracted by the touch of the broken wings on the wood carving in his hand, subconsciously looked down, and missed it when he raised his head again, just as Sheng Jian was worried about his safety: "Don't worry, I will stick to my position, but you have to face a large number of demons, so you must pay more attention to safety."

Sheng Jian replied: "I will pay attention."

Ye Zhili's eyes drifted to the too bright moon, and the words were brewing in his chest for a long time, and finally he tried to say it: "When everything is over, do you want to go to Yanquan Mountain together for a while?"

His tone of voice was not as stable as before, and there was a slight trill at the end of his words, but it sounded in Sheng Jian's ears like a thunder that split the primordial chaos.

The clouds cleared away the fog, the wind and snow had just stopped, and it was clearly winter, but everything had already grown quietly.

Sheng Jian closed his eyes, as if he was digesting this long-awaited surprise, and only after a while did he say slowly, "Okay."

Ye Zhili smiled: "I still want to go to Hongyun City to release the river lantern again."

Shengma: "Let's go together."

Ye Zhili: "Yao Wu's brochure can't be scribbled anymore, there are obviously ready-made ones."

Sheng Jian: "I told him to change it."

The two gossiped one after another, mostly about the beautiful vision of the future, occasionally mixed with a few words about the deployment of the war, the time passed quietly with the moonlight, and the night passed peacefully.

Its daybreak.

Xuanjian Pavilion is located in a remote place, and snowing is a common occurrence. Among them, only Xu Song vainly tried to let Ji Taxue take the opportunity to demonstrate the trick of "Treading Snow to Find Plums", and Ji Taxue directly took a photo of him from Xuanjian Pavilion to the market. Water Island City.

Compared with watching the snow, everyone seems to be more interested in Xu Song being beaten.

However, due to being too busy, the excitement did not last long, and everyone was engaged in intense preparations.

Information poured in from everywhere, Ye Zhili would run into disciples rushing to the main hall with magic tools to deliver news wherever Ye Zhili went, Ji Taxue and Hei Wuchang were so busy that their feet didn't touch the ground, if the plan could be connected Extend from the table to the door of the temple.

He once took a look at the information outside Yanxu Shuizhou on the way, and the situation was really not optimistic.

The rift continued to change, and including the Xianmeng, all the sects were in dire straits, and countless monsters were killed every day. Fortunately, I was tired. Most of the monsters that appeared were low-level monsters. The actual casualties of the monks were not not big.

According to the information from Xianmeng, these monsters are just appetizers, and the main event will be played soon. Unfortunately, the various sects are too busy to take care of themselves, and Xuanjian Pavilion still has to "seek their own blessings".

The day when the final battle came was nothing special, the sky was neither windy nor rainy, nor was it too sunny.Ye Zhili seemed to have a premonition in the dark, and he slept very restlessly at night, and woke up after a short sleep, feeling that a big stone was pressing on his heart, and he was so stuffy that he couldn't breathe.

Sheng Jian rarely slept at night, so he didn't think much about it, and planned to talk to Sheng Jian for a while.

He got out of bed and approached the closet. When he was picking up his usual flowing robe, his hand shifted half an inch to the right in a mysterious way, and he chose a neat and strong outfit.

It's windy outside, but not too much.

It was midnight, when a few scattered dark clouds just hit the corner of the crescent moon, Sheng Jian's warning sound injected with spiritual power resounded over the Xuanjian Pavilion before the patrolling disciples.

"coming."

The voice was clear and pleasant, but it struck heavily on the hearts of every disciple.

The lights came on one after another, and all the disciples of Xuanjian Pavilion rushed out. Facing the surprise attack, although their expressions were different, they all held their magic weapons resolutely.

As if to echo Sheng Jian's warning, a deep crack was forcibly torn open in the midair northeast of Xuanjian Pavilion.

With the light of the fire, Ye Zhili saw that the color of the crack was heavier than the night, and the demonic energy engulfed the monsters like a puddle of mud, and was released into the world with shouts like a tsunami.

The Mozun didn't borrow any crack in Xushuizhou, but created a brand new one!

The surprise only lasted for a moment in his mind, and then the thought of "it's just that" came up. Ye Zhili thought that Ji Taxue's dozens of Fangmo were not in vain.

The pavilion master's exhaustive strategy greatly encouraged the morale of the army, and everyone moved quickly and neatly without any panic.

Ye Zhili quickly rushed to the designated place with Yu Jian according to the No.60 second set of plans.

Halfway through the flight, he collided with Shengjian, who was flying across the night sky.

The two looked at each other briefly, nodded at each other and passed by.

Too many exhortations have already been said, there is still a long future ahead, they don't need to bid farewell at this critical juncture.

He believed in Shengma, just as Shengma believed in him.

The author has something to say: The ending is coming soon. Considering the tight plot, it will be interrupted halfway to affect the perception. It will be stopped for a day or two, and it will be released all at once on Wednesday or Thursday. You can save it.In addition, there will be a few extra chapters after the end. If you have any characters or plots you want to see, you can comment~

感谢在2021-06-1314:06:58~2021-06-1416:32:42期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmines: those who pity the world don't make one;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!