Sick beauty why is he like this [rebirth]

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"Boom—"

Suddenly there was a slight movement under the ice.

Thin cracks opened on the ice surface and spread outward quickly.

It's just that the heart lake world is too big, and it will take a long, long time to completely melt the ice.

So when the sound of breaking ice came from behind, Xiao Chongyan just kept walking forward.

His steps seemed lighter.

Behind him, there is light gold spiritual power continuously condensing from the feet, forming a light belt, extending straight to the distance.

A group of light golden spiritual power intertwined with each other, rising into the air, revealing a vague outline, exuding radiance.

Under the Sword of Asking Heart, the original starting point of the Dao has been found.

The path is illuminated.

But the destination is still shrouded in hazy mist.

Xiao Chongyan kept stepping, and his figure slowly sank into the fog, becoming more and more blurred.

He returned to that winter again.

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"You need to know the three thousand ways, everyone can seek it, regardless of race, path, talent, if you yearn for it, you can climb the way..."

The inside and outside of the Hongyun Pavilion was solemn and solemn, only a clear and deserted voice kept ringing.

The princes and companions in the hall sat quietly, all staring with bated breath, not daring to make a sound.

The one who taught them was the peak master of Luohe Sword Sect Liuyun Peak, named Jing Heng.

This peak master is young, and he has become a great practitioner of the Ninth Turn Realm after only two hundred years of practice. He is regarded as the most promising person in the human race to break through the realm and ascend.

His Majesty the Emperor of Donghuang also had a close relationship with him.

Such a big man who has lived for nine days personally lectures for them, how can he not make people nervous?

Xiao Yi was not nervous at all.

He squatted with his knees tucked under the wall outside Hongyun Hall, leaning his back against the wall, listening carefully, with a peaceful expression on his face.

The little boy curled up into a ball like a kitten.

This is a remote corner of the Hongyun Pavilion on the side of the mountain forest, no palace people will notice this place, so Xiao Yi often came here to secretly listen to lessons when he was a child.

He did not have a teacher who taught him how to read and write, nor was he allowed to enter the Hongyun Pavilion.

Even the servants in the bedroom were ordered not to communicate with him more, and no one dared to teach him anything secretly.

It was the elder sister who was only in her early ten years old who opened the door for him personally, and the two stumbled to study together.

When Xiao Yi was five years old, the eldest sister could no longer delay the time to enter the imperial school, so he was the only one reading books alone.

Taixue's studies are very heavy, the eldest sister is valued by the emperor, and she has no time to go back to the palace, and she usually only comes back once a month, but she only speaks a few words in a hurry, leaves a few books and is urged to leave.

No one taught him, so Xiao Yi held the book and struggled to recognize each word, thinking about the meaning bit by bit.

After seeing it once, he can remember it.

If you understand one thing, you can understand more things.

His talent is amazing, but no one has ever known it.

In a corner forgotten by everyone, there is a young boy who is growing rapidly.

By the time Xiao Yi was ten years old, his knowledge was already better than most Taixue students.

He began to set his sights on another science.

The most difficult, but also the most exciting subject of knowledge in the world.

Dao practice.

"Cultivating the Dao focuses on cultivating the mind. What is the original heart is the foundation of determining the Dao."

The students in the Hongyun Pavilion had already started yawning, and they began to relax secretly, regardless of their honorable status as scholars.

In Canglan Continent, not everyone can practice Taoism.

Jing Heng's words are extremely precious guidance for practitioners, but it is a pity that they will only be difficult to understand for a group of young people who have not really stepped into the Dao.

Xiao Yi listened very carefully.

No one taught him how to read, and naturally no one taught him how to practice.

But when he listened to these words that were like a scripture to ordinary people, he showed a thoughtful expression, as if he had some insights.

"Susu."

The snowflakes fell on Xiao Yi's body, and a thin layer had already accumulated on his hair and shoulders.

Xiao Yi was originally in poor health, but after staying in the snow for so long, his face was as white as transparent.

His hands and feet were so cold that he almost lost consciousness, his body was getting colder and colder, and he couldn't tell whether Luoxue was colder or his body was colder.

But the light in his eyes grew brighter.

For the first time, a strong longing and longing appeared in the eyes of the young man who had never had any emotional fluctuations and seemed to be uninterested in everything.

Following the narration of the great practitioner in the Hongyun Pavilion, it seemed that an extremely magnificent and magnificent picture scroll was unfolding in front of his eyes.

That is a much wider world than the small world of Donghuang Palace.

"Communicate the spiritual power between the heaven and the earth, and the spiritual power is naturally released outside the body. This is the first step to become a practitioner. Then the heart lake is opened from the beginning of chaos, and the spiritual power feeds back to itself and gradually becomes the picture of the heart lake..."

The voices in the Hongyun Pavilion were still ringing out, but Xiao Yi seemed to have entered a mysterious state, and the expression on his face suddenly disappeared.

A light golden spiritual power appeared on his fingertips.

From exposure to practice to enlightenment and entry into Taoism, it is only in a few words in the Hongyun Pavilion.

What an amazing talent is this?

Xiao Yi broke away from that mysterious state, saw the spiritual power at his fingertips, and for the first time really laughed happily.

The aura was extremely tiny and ethereal, and seemed to dissipate at any moment, but reflected in the young man's eyes, it seemed that an extremely gorgeous glow exploded.

It illuminates the yearning and longing in his eyes that are no longer concealed.

He knew he was going to heaven.

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"Heart Lake is the most important place for every practitioner..."

In the Hongyun Hall, Jing Heng continued to give lectures meticulously.

He knew that the children in the audience had long been absent-minded, but today's lecture was not for them.

But for the boy who secretly hid outside the wall.

Jing Heng has been paying attention to the child outside for a long time.

A few days ago, Duan Su came to him and asked him to take care of Empress Wen Yuan's son during his lectures.

Duan Su's request was very strange. Jing Heng was still a little puzzled at first, but now he knew exactly what was going on.

The child was poorly dressed, covered in wounds, not a single palace attendant was with him, he was obviously the empress's son, the most valuable of all the princes, yet he was not even allowed to enter the Hongyun Pavilion.

Jing Heng is also a practitioner who came out of the palace, so he can naturally tell at a glance what happened to this child in the palace of Donghuang.

His biological mother died early, the emperor rejected him, and without the support of his mother's family, he was doomed to become an existence that could be bullied and trampled upon.

But Jing Heng didn't see any hatred or pain in the child's eyes.

Only calm and transparent, safe and quiet.

It seemed that those insults and tortures imposed on him were not taken seriously by him at all.

Such a heart, coupled with such an outstanding talent.

It's just a few hours.

From knowing nothing about Taoism, to breaking through the situation and asking the heart in one fell swoop, and stepping into the world of Taoism.

There was a faint admiration in Jing Heng's eyes.

When I was enlightened for the first time, how long did it take me to enter the state of mind?

He is taught by a teacher, assisted by an elixir array, and has the most spiritually powerful fairy cave.

He has the best resources.

But the boy in the snow had nothing, but his speed of enlightenment and enlightenment was faster than anyone else.

This child is naturally suitable for Da Dao practice.

Jing Heng has already made a decision.

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The lecture continued until evening.

The sun sets very early in winter, and when the lectures in the Hongyun Hall finally ended, it was already pitch black outside the hall.

Xiao Yi quietly hid in a corner outside the hall where no one would notice, and waited until everyone had left and the door of the Hongyun Hall was locked before getting up and leaving.

The figure of the boy in black almost melted into the night as he stumbled through the woods behind the pavilion.

No one has ever passed by here, and the uncleaned forest is slippery and difficult to walk, but there is a rare quiet and pure beautiful snow scene.

The thin spiritual power relieved the coldness of Xiao Yi's body little by little, and made his frozen body recover a little bit of strength, but his body, which had been continuously injured for a long time, could no longer support it, and finally reached its limit under the erosion of cold air .

Xiao Yi's steps became heavier and slower, and it was difficult to maintain his balance under a stagger, and his body fell sideways uncontrollably. ,

His eyes suddenly went black.

The soft snow made the fall not that painful, but the wet and cold breath came down from him continuously, making Xiao Yi curl up involuntarily.

He tried to get up, but found that his hands and feet could no longer exert strength, so he could only raise his head, struggling to reach the gravel beside him.

He needs pain to keep himself awake.

If he passed out on such a icy and snowy night, he might never wake up again.

In the midst of the confusion, a sigh suddenly sounded.

Xiao Yi was slightly taken aback.

He saw a white robe fall from the nine heavens and land beside him.

There is no deep coercion, and no spiritual power manifested, but it just comes lightly and delicately, and it has a fairy-like demeanor, like a fairy coming from the clouds.

Reach out to him.

"Relax and don't be afraid."

The cold but reassuring voice fell beside his ears, making Xiao Yi involuntarily follow what the other party said, clearing away all kinds of thoughts in his heart.

A warm heat covered him, covering his whole body, this warm feeling was so beautiful, he leaned back subconsciously, stretched out his hand and carefully grabbed the man's lapel, and opened his mouth in a low voice.

"Don't leave... just for a while, okay?"

He had already guessed who it was.

In the Donghuang Palace, the only one who can walk against the wind and come and go freely is the great practitioner who is giving lectures in the Hongyun Hall today, the Master Jing Heng of the Luohe Sword Sect.

According to Xiao Yi's extremely cautious behavior style, he would never have said such a thing in the first place.

But maybe it was because the high fever and pain for days finally made his will relax a little bit, or maybe it was the rare warmth from behind that made people not want to let go——

Xiao Yi, who has always been calm and steady, never showing weakness easily, showed such a soft and obedient posture in front of strangers for the first time.

Vulnerability, pleading, longing...and worry and fear.

At this time, he looked like a 12-year-old kid.

"Sleep, I won't leave." The Master Jingheng from the Luohe Sword Sect lowered his voice, "From today onwards, you are my disciple of Liuyun Peak of the Luohe Sword Sect, my junior brother. "

"Floating Cloud Summit..."

Xiao Yi repeated slowly, his eyes were blank, obviously mentally exhausted to the extreme, and he had lost the ability to think.

Jing Heng smiled slightly, didn't say anything more, just stretched out his hand to touch the young man's brow, and sent a wave of spiritual power.

"Yes, so rest assured and sleep, I will take you back to the sect."

That voice seemed to have some kind of extremely mysterious power, Xiao Yi only felt his mind relax suddenly, and fell into a drowsiness uncontrollably.

Dimly, he felt himself falling into a warm embrace, and then he rose into the air, and the surrounding frost, ice and snow could no longer invade him.

In the vast snow, there was a sword light outside the Hongyun Pavilion going straight to Jiutian, and left without looking back.

From now on, the boy trapped in the deep palace has a new home.

And the young peak master who guards Liuyun Peak alone is no longer alone.

From this day on, because Xiao Yi was weak and afraid of the cold, Jing Heng set up a spring formation, making the four seasons like spring on Liu Yunding.

In the next thousand years, there will always be a happy spring on Liuyun Peak.

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