The cold wind roared, the snow flew, the sky and the earth were the same color, and the silver makeup was made of it.

The Kunlun area is full of heavy peaks, and the majestic Motian Ridge is completely swallowed by the white snow. The towering ancient trees, the lonely peaks that tower over the clouds and the broken walls and cliffs are no longer visible. All they see are dark spots. While the sky is flying with goose feathers and snow, birds and beasts are still extinct, but on the peaks, a loud horse neighs from time to time. Snowflakes fly, ice chips are moving, and a little black shadow is galloping on the mountain.

Gradually, I could see the shadow clearly. It was a very majestic green-maned horse. I saw it hold its head up and hang out like a flying mane, making a long and angry voice. Although the weather was biting cold, sweat stains still oozing under its shoulders, thighs and neck. The heat from its nose also turned into a wisp of white smoke, passing by the wind.

On the saddle of the green horse, a figure in white was bent, with her flying snow and wind hood, and her petite body appeared from time to time. Judging from the green silk sword hilt behind her shoulders and the fiercely flying sword spikes, she was obviously a martial arts hero who was galloping around the world.

The cold wind is like a cold snow, and the snow is flying, less than ten feet away, and the sight is blocked by the flying ice and snow fog. However, the girl's eyes are like lightning, and she heads straight for the quaint building complex on the top of the mountain.

The closer the mountain peak, the more crowds there are. No one can imagine that this world is different in this world. The wind and snow are everywhere, but the whistles are constantly whistling. Seeing this girl, she bows and praises the kindness of the saint. Yes, this girl is Li Ningyan. She was ordered to return to Guangmingding and accept new arrangements and orders.

When he stepped into the hall, he saw the crowds of people in the hall, and a middle-aged man stood tall in the back of the hall, as if an emperor had entered the court. The man saw Li Ningyan and was surprised: "The wind and snow were everywhere in the sky, and he didn't expect Ningyan to still catch up with this year's annual meeting. Such spirit is a role model in teaching and a model for everyone to learn."

Li Ningyan bowed and said with a crisp voice: "Master, the state has national laws and teachings have teachings. Besides, the annual meeting is my teaching event. Isn't it a pity to miss it? Even if it's the sword peak, sword sea Ningyan will return."

The leader nodded, his eyes full of admiration and said loudly: "Ningyan, over the past year, your achievements have been obvious to all and have been recognized by everyone. Although the assassination of Guo Jing's family failed, it is not your fault. The responsibility lies with me, I am too anxious. Well, what are your requirements and ideas while everyone is here, and I will say it out."

Li Ningyan moved slowly and faced the person who called the leader and said, "The leader, there is no requirement. But I have a few doubts, and I hope the leader can solve my questions."

The leader smiled and said, "I should do my best."

Li Ningyan asked, "Master, I can't figure it out. Everyone knows that the Quanzhen Sect has lost the 'Nine Yin True Sutra', why do they still ask me to ask for it?"

The leader drank fragrant tea lightly and said in a harmonious voice: "Ningyan, you don't know now. This is a plan we all deliberately set. Let me ask you, is there any rebellion in the Central Plains martial arts world recently?"

Li Ningyan didn't think about it: "The Central Plains martial arts world united as one, but there was no internal struggle."

"If the Central Plains martial arts world is not chaotic, how can we easily set foot in the Central Plains? Therefore, my sect hopes that the Central Plains martial arts world will be as chaotic as possible. As for why we choose Quanzhen Sect to start the operation, it should be up to the Dragon King. Because this strategy was customized by her." The leader looked at the first person in the right head and threw the problem to his first think tank.

The Dragon King is a Taoist nun who is as beautiful as a fairy. She stands proudly in the world, as if she is a fairy descending to earth, her white shirt is as beautiful as snow, and she is endlessly beautiful and elegant, noble and extraordinary.

The Dragon King is usually serious and cold to anyone, and he is as cold as ice. She will only smile when facing her disciple Li Ningyan. Although she only smiled faintly, she was better than a hundred flowers blooming. She said crisply: "Yan'er, the 'Nine Yin True Sutra' was taken away by Wang Chongyang in Huashan. The true sutra is the general outline of martial arts in the world. People in the martial arts world salivate. The little ones are frightened by the reputation of the Quanzhen Sect and are determined to seize the sutra but have no courage. You said, if a person sets a precedent, defeats the six sons of Quanzhen and comes and goes freely in the Chongyang Palace. Then, what would a greedy person think?"

"In this way, the status of Quanzhen Sect will naturally collapse overnight. All the martial arts people believe that Quanzhen Sect is a person who is famous, so they naturally feel disdainful. Coupled with the temptation of the "Nine Yin True Sutra", people will naturally take risks. If we take the opportunity to assassinate those villains and blame Quanzhen, the hatred between the two sides will not be resolved. I believe that within a few days, Zhongnan Mountain will be blood flowing into a river, and it is difficult for the Central Plains to not be confused."

Li Ningyan was originally smart, but because she was not very familiar with the world, she often couldn't see clearly the sinister aspects of people's hearts, but as long as others pointed it out in detail, she could immediately guess the truth without any difficulty. The Dragon King said it all, and he immediately guessed it clearly.

The Dragon King was happy and couldn't help but smile again, as bright as spring flowers blooming. She said proudly: "Yes, that's exactly this. Although the 'Nine Yin True Sutra' is powerful, the ice clapping hand, the eagle grabbing hand, the Netherworld Sky Dance, the disintegration of the demon **, the Xuantian Cai Nu Gong, the Holy Fire Order's Art, the Great Transfer of the Universe, etc. are also powerful and unique skills? As for the existence and non-existence of the 'Nine Yin True Sutra', it is just an addition to a unique skill. In fact, the true scriptures are not the purpose of the sect at all."

As for the purpose of intercepting Guo Jing's family, it is just like Ye Chuang Quanzhen Sect. Unfortunately, human calculations are not as good as God's. A man like Li Haoran, who has a very perverted martial arts skills, appeared halfway through the way. Not only did he kill the good masters in the sect, but he also saved Guo Jing's family. They never expected that the Quanzhen Sect would have a famous scholar who was no less than the five great masters. This strange old man was really beyond their expectations.

Li Ningyan finally understood the truth, but when he thought of the recent news, he couldn't help but ask: "The incident of fighting in Lujiazhuang at night not long ago was also the arrangement of the leader's master?"

"This is not our people, but an extremely mysterious organization. The disciples in the sect have followed and explored, but almost none of these disciples can come back alive. These people are ambitious and kill people immediately when they are excited. The methods are so cruel that even if we are known as the Demon Cult, we are still frightened. Unexpectedly, we not only did not achieve our goals, but instead suffered on behalf of others. Judging from what they did, their ambitions are quite good. This is also the reason why the General Assembly ordered the stop to target the Central Plains martial arts world. It is easy to block the open guns and difficult to prevent the hidden arrows. We must investigate them clearly no matter what. I want to see who has the courage to actually blame my sect." The leader said later, his eyes were like lightning, his aura was domineering, and his hair was drifting without wind. The murderous intent burst out in an instant, which made everyone almost feel depressed, and obviously he was extremely angry.

The king's anger made everyone sweat and they were about to kneel down and worship. So this momentum came and went quickly. After shocking, everyone here admired and envied.

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West Lake is covered with silver, and the white dike is covered with snow willows and frosted peaches. The arch of the broken bridge is unobstructed. The ice and snow melt in the sun, revealing the mottled bridge railings. The two ends of the bridge are still covered by white snow. The vaguely distinguishable stone bridge body seems to appear and appear, while the white snow in the culvert is radiant, and the gray-brown bridge deck forms a contrast, which looks like a broken but not a broken one from a distance.

The weather is cold and the auspicious snow is flying. People can't stand the biting cold and hide at home and don't want to come out. Therefore, the West Lake, which used to be crowded with tourists, seems particularly quiet.

However, today, West Lake seems to be unable to calm down, because two figures are slowly moving, gradually approaching. Ah, it turns out that a young couple is snuggling in an umbrella and walking on the snow.

The man was covered in black clothes, pressed against his slender and heroic body, with black boots, long swords under his waist, and a simple sword, with only a crystal pearl embedded in it. Although the decoration suddenly looked at him, although there was no brightness, there was no flaw on his body, which could further highlight his noble aura.

The girl was wearing a martened robe, with her eyebrows as picturesque as a painting, her lips, white teeth, and her apricot eyes and peach cheeks. Her facial features were still as delicate as jade carved. Her dark and ink-like hair was smoother and softer than the satin, looking elegant and refined, without any fireworks.

The soft snow is gentle, the ice and snow are condensed, and the light of Hangzhou West Lake is dazzling, which makes people unable to open their eyes, but it does not affect the sight of the two people. The elegant girl's face is full of happiness and said in memory: "Ran'er, the snow in Jiangnan is soft and charming, and the snow in Tianshan is full of masculinity. They are all beautiful, so they are different."

The boy gently brushed away a wisp of fragrant snow on his hair and said softly: "Su Su, are you missing home?"

Su Su's starry eyes slightly closed, as if she was enjoying her beloved's gentleness, she whispered: "Yes! You will know that it is precious only when you leave home, but as long as you are with my Ran'er, the whole world is Su Su's home."

The young man and woman by the Broken Bridge were Li Haoran and Duan Susu. It turned out that after they bid farewell to Dasheng Pass, they traveled all the way to the mountains and rivers. At the request of Duan Susu, they came all the way south to see the gentle and passionate scenery of Jiangnan. I don’t know if it was because of Li Haoran’s reputation or what, but they did not encounter any trouble along the way. Although there was less lively, the men and women in love enjoyed this kind of life alone more. The handsome and handsome girl was always with each other, and her feelings increased day by day, which really made others envious.

At this time, when Li Haoran heard the words of the girl, he was satisfied and laughed. Regardless of where the place was, he hugged her fragrant body. Under Duan Susu's astonished gaze, he touched the delicate and red lips like a dragonfly. He was so excited that he danced and ran along the way.

Duan Susu touched her lips in a daze, which was still stained with his smell. Her beautiful cheeks, which were as bright as jade, were both shy and angry. Then, her aunt smiled, and the autumn waves were circling. Between her eyebrows and eyes, her charming, and her lotus feet moved lightly, and she followed her.

The two were having fun, and they kept playing and joking in the snow, chasing each other, and everything seemed to be back in childhood and in Tianshan. Over time, the two couldn't help but use Lingbo Weibu.

In an instant, in the snow and on the ice lake, I saw two people surging, moving east and back, flashing like lightning, and looking forward, suddenly behind. They really had the state of "flying on the island, floating in the sky, floating in the gods".

The laughter continued to reach the ears of a Taoist nun with a charming expression, bright eyes and white teeth. She seemed to have stood pretty under the snow tree in the distance for a long time. The cold wind blew the hem of her apricot yellow Taoist robe and blew the soft silk that was inserted into her neck.

The Taoist nun looked at the two people playing on the snow, her eyes were messy and she was confused. She didn't know what sad past was remembered. Her bright eyes burst into tears, showing her charm and made people feel pity. She didn't know how long she stretched out her hand to wipe her tears, sighed, and left in disgrace.
Chapter completed!