"For me? This is the first time someone has given me a gift."
Tu Longjian originally wanted to say that this thing didn't count as a gift, but seeing Shi Zixue's flattered look, she had no choice but to nod readily.
This thing was originally worthless, but she suddenly had the idea to use it when she encountered this dangerous situation.
I'll give these precious treasures to Shi Zixue as a thank you gift later, as well as to Senior Brother Li and Master Chang Guxian.
In fact, Shi Zixue came from a prominent family in the north, but she accidentally went missing as a child. After being found, she discovered that both her parents had been lost, and many people said that she had brought death upon them.
Therefore, he was withdrawn and unpopular from a young age.
Unable to endure the ostracism from her family, she traveled alone to this continent and randomly joined a sect.
She saved up the registration fee through part-time jobs, such as clearing snow in winter and making ice blocks to cool people down in summer.
Who could believe that such a gifted genius actually lived a life of poverty, rarely going to restaurants because he couldn't afford to spend spirit stones on food?
As an unofficial disciple, she received no subsidies during this period, and even used up all the spirit stones she had accumulated.
Therefore, having nothing of value, she cherished Tu Longjian's "gift" very much.
After a brief lesson, Shi Zixue learned very quickly.
She was the queen of ice and snow, speeding across the thick snow with Tu Longjian on her skis.
The two chased each other through the swirling snowflakes, like snow sprites flitting about.
Outside the trial mirror, the sect leader and senior disciple, Jie Lei, stared in amazement at their swirling figures in the snow and exclaimed:
"They were so relaxed in the snowy landscape."
“Other spiritual root practitioners will likely suffer greatly in extremely cold environments. Fire spiritual root practitioners may be able to resist to some extent, but if their power is insufficient, snow will be their nemesis.”
"That makes sense, one of them is said to have a variant of the ice-type spiritual root. He's a promising talent."
The handsome young man beside him slowly waved the jade fan in his hand, smiled, and his captivating peach blossom eyes sparkled.
"The ice cube is a bit boring. I think the other one is much more clever. And just as beautiful as me, she should be my junior sister!"
The other disciples beside him skillfully turned their heads away or covered their eyes to avoid making eye contact with him.
Jie Lei also hurriedly covered her eyes, not daring to look directly at him, but her voice was somewhat wary.
"Hey, Cong Anlan, don't tease your junior sister. This is a trial, not a beauty pageant."
An Lan helplessly covered her face with her jade fan and sighed, "After all these years, is it my fault that I am beautiful? Why do you all have to be so alarmed, Senior Sister Jie?"
Jie Lei glared at his chin, clearly annoyed.
"What's the use of being good-looking? You're a good-for-nothing. If it weren't for your senior brother... what was it again... anyway, if the eldest disciple Song hadn't come, how would you, the second disciple, have the right to make fun of us? Be serious."
"Exactly, you'd better behave yourself. I don't want to make a fool of myself again. Last time we made eye contact, Zixia thought I was gay and wanted a divorce. What kind of nonsense is that?"
Another disciple angrily rebuked.
"Hahahaha, I remember." A petite girl laughed so hard she almost fell over.
"Later, Senior Sister Zixia went to settle accounts with that 'male third party,' but after they hit it off, she almost didn't want to come back."
"Senior brother, you made her cry so hard that snot and tears streamed down her face, and you literally woke her up by making her look ugly. That's how you countered the bewitching spell."
"Junior Sister Yan, don't go into such detail about your embarrassing story. Just forget about it, forget about it."
The disciple awkwardly touched his nose and promptly changed the subject.
"I don't know what got into Junior Brother all of you. Hasn't your peak been recruiting new members for many years? Why are you here to watch the freshmen trials?"
Xu Feng has always been eccentric, with only a handful of core disciples.
The head disciple is the aloof and serious sword cultivator Song Liqing. He is rarely seen, and as the head disciple, he never participates in sect affairs, so his presence is incredibly low.
The second disciple was none other than the alluring Cong Anlan, who actually practiced charm arts, a fact that left a lasting impression on everyone.
After all, which prestigious sect practices enchantment techniques? It sounds like the shady Hehuan Sect.
The third disciple was a kind female cultivator, whose cultivation method was unknown. She spent her days sitting on the mountaintop pruning and shaping trees.
Today she's a fairy, tomorrow she's a kitten or puppy, and one day she even looked quite like the sect leader, with her rugged hairline being extremely accurate!
Arguing with a junior is too ungentlemanly, so Jie Lei, as the most hardworking senior sister in the sect, had no choice but to step forward and negotiate on behalf of her master.
As a result, her third disciple said that it was her most prized work of art, and she wanted to keep it for a full thirty years!
I heard that the sect leader was so angry that he hid in his room and cried for a long time (not really).
The fourth disciple is gentle and obedient in appearance, but has a bad temper, a sharp tongue, and fights wherever he goes.
Because of their outrageous acts, they were frequently sent out on missions, and only in recent decades has the sect been able to maintain peace.
In short, when Xufeng was mentioned, the new disciples said they had never heard of it, while the elders looked at it strangely and didn't want to talk about it further.
Return to the snow-covered realm where silver snakes dance in the mountains.
The ice and snow elements in the air gradually thinned out, seemingly drawn to the two of them. Snowflakes affectionately touched Tu Longjian's fingertips, as if inviting her to dance with them.
For a moment, Tu Longjian felt an unusual affinity for the elements of ice and snow.
Shi Zixue keenly noticed this, stopped and breathed softly, a hint of a smile unconsciously creeping into her hoarse voice.
"Congratulations."
Tu Longjian was pleasantly surprised to find that she was indeed more adept at controlling the ice and snow elements.
Suddenly, a slight sound came from the distant, winding snow-capped mountains.
Both of them keenly sensed the slight movement.
"Shall we go and take a look?" Tu Longjian asked.
"Okay." Shi Zixue's words were still concise, but she seemed much more relaxed.
They slid all the way down to the foot of the mountain, each carrying a skateboard on their back and carefully holding a Xuan Sword in their hands as they moved forward.
A snow-white ball of light flickered in the heart of the snow-capped mountain, like a heart, and the mountain trembled in response to the flickering of the light.
"It's the essence of snow! The concentrated power of ice and snow elements compressed to their extreme!" Xiaoyi exclaimed in her mind.
Tu Longjian's spirits lifted, and he reminded Shi Zixue:
"There are treasures hidden deep in the snow-capped mountains."
Shi Zixue glanced at Tu Longjian in surprise; she hadn't expected Tu Longjian's perception to be so strong.
But how do we get into the heart of the territory?
The two stood before the vast snow-capped mountains, their figures as small as a speck of white ink on a piece of paper.
Shi Zixue's ears perked up and trembled slightly before she said:
"Snow rabbit, there's a hole."
She had often hunted in the mountains when she was starving and freezing, so she was an expert in it.
Shi Zixue quickly led Tu Longjian to a snow rabbit's burrow, but the entrance was too narrow for the two of them to enter.
So they raised the shovels—no, the Xuan Swords—in their hands.
The poor Xuanjian was used as a shovel by them, who frantically dug into the cave.
Shi Zixue melted the snow at the cave entrance, revealing the bare earth.
After a lot of hard work, the two finally dug the cave to the heart of the snow-capped mountain.
Sure enough, in the warm and open heart of the snow-capped mountain, a sleeping, snow-white ball of light floated in the very center, shining brightly.
That must be the source of snow.
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