Spring and Autumn (10)

When Shen Feng arrived, only corpses were left on the ground.

Blood was all over the ground, the rain washed away the bloodstains, and the corpse was covered with frost. Because Shen Ci Yu was a water-type spiritual root, his sword intent was too cold.

The future leader of the Immortal Alliance, the Heaven-level spiritual root awakener who was favored by everyone in the Immortal Realm, stood in the rain. The heavy rain fell on him, but he did not react at all. He just stood there quietly as if he was thinking about something.

There were many bloodstains on the white clothes. Shen Feng looked left and right, and finally breathed a sigh of relief after discovering that those bloodstains were not his.

After learning that Shen Ci Yu came alone to hunt down the eight elders of the Sword Sect, he was so scared that he did not dare to stay for long and hurried to find Shen Ci Yu, fearing that something might have happened to the only child of the Shen family.

Now seeing Shen Ciyu’s pale face, Shen Feng felt heartbroken.

"Ci Yu, you have nothing to do with the Sword Sect's affairs, and you don't even know about it. As long as the Shen family is there, you can still sit on the position of the leader of the Jiuzhou Immortal Alliance."

Because there are only two heavenly-level spiritual root awakeners left in the fairy world, Zen sect leader Tan Huai has always been idle, hates trivial matters, and rarely appears in front of people.

Then there is only Shen Ci Yu left. This time he also killed several elders of the Sword Sect, which is even more meritorious. He can succeed as the new leader of the Sword Sect when he returns. The position of the next leader of the Jiuzhou Immortal Alliance will definitely be his.

But Shen Ciyu just raised his eyes and looked at his father in front of him.

He was very cold, so cold that he could not speak or hold his sword.

"Father..."

Shen Feng responded: "Hey, kid, don't be like this, cheer up."

Even though they wanted Shen Ci Yu to become the leader of the Immortal Alliance, in the final analysis they wanted him to have an easier life in the future. Shen Ci Yu was the only child of the Shen family, and the entire Shen family had spent countless efforts on him. They were proud of him and made him their strongest backer.

Shen Feng sent Shen Ciyu to the Sword Sect to become Sang Wenzhou's disciple, because he wanted Shen Ciyu to become a talented swordsman. Sang Wenzhou liked Shen Ciyu very much. He only had Shi Yao and no other children. Shi Yao was weak and had difficulty practicing, so the position of the Sword Sect's leader in the future would definitely be Shen Ciyu.

But how did it become like this?

Shen Ci Yu coughed softly, and as he coughed, blood flowers fell to the ground.

Shen Feng was so frightened that he quickly transferred spiritual power to him.

This probe scared away half of his soul.

"You...your state of mind..."

His mood suddenly plummeted.

Shen Ciyu couldn't stand, so he knelt on one knee and kept coughing.

He couldn't hold the sword, and it fell into the rain and was entangled in the mud.

Shen Feng was also shaking.

The neat and cold young man had lifeless eyes and murmured, "Father, why do I hold the sword?"

He looked up blankly, his eyes red, and asked in a hoarse voice: "I don't even know what she has been through, and I am still fantasizing in my heart that maybe she will come back. Is she really willing to leave those disciples of the Sword Sect? She obviously protects them the most."

"She told me that I knew nothing, and it turned out to be true. I really knew nothing."

"She said I couldn't protect her, and I really couldn't."

"I have done so many wrong things, but everyone wants me to live with a clean conscience."

Sang Wenzhou told him that he wielded the sword to protect the peace of the fairy world.

Jian Zong told him that he was a person with awakened heavenly spiritual roots, and he was the future leader of the Jiuzhou Immortal Alliance, so he must devote himself to the Tao.

The people who told him to be good were actually doing countless dirty and ugly things behind his back, and as the chief disciple of the Sword Sect, he never doubted them.

"In the annual disciple election, many disciples were brought into the Sword Sect by me. I allowed them to come in."

Shen Ciyu shed tears and asked, "Father, tell me, did I send them to death?"

Shen Feng covered his eyes and dared not look at him.

Shen Ci Yu had a good memory and could remember the names of many disciples. According to the results of the Immortal Alliance's investigation, nearly one-third of the disciples were once recruited into the Sword Sect by Shen Ci Yu.

He assigned his disciples to different elders based on their performance.

They were brought in but not protected.

Shen Feng choked up: "Ci Yu... has nothing to do with you..."

It was clearly not his fault, but somehow he was eventually linked to Shen Ciyu.

When he saw the several pages of names on the rice paper, he vomited blood and remained in a coma for more than half a month.

After waking up, my mood plummeted.

The cultivator who has reached the full state of the Spiritual Transformation Realm is probably only at the initial stage of the Spiritual Transformation Realm now.

Shen Ciyu and Sang Dai are so similar. They are both soft-hearted, but also take responsibility too seriously.

But Shen Ci Yu is different from Sang Dai. Sang Dai will not blame herself. Knowing that she has unintentionally protected a group of evil spirits, she will only draw thunder from the sky without hesitation to avenge the disciples who died unjustly, and then continue to walk her own path, a firm and bumpy path, and she will never stop.

Because she knew that she was right, and she could only prevent more such things from happening if she held the sword tightly in her hand.

But Shen Ci Yu was different. He hated himself for not being able to hold the sword steadily and for not being able to walk the path of immortality. He felt that all the mistakes were his and it was difficult for him to stand up after falling down.

The Shen family and Sang Wenzhou loved him too much. Shen Ciyu had seen too few tragedies and had had an almost smooth life. This incident was an almost devastating blow to him.

He coughed violently, and drops of blood spurted out and were washed away by the rain.

Yu Zhong's hands were slender, and the joints were white from exertion. He tried to grab the sword with trembling hands, but he couldn't hold it.

Pick it up again and again, and put it down again and again.

Finally, Shen Feng couldn't bear it anymore, so he bent down, picked up his own sword for him, and handed it to him.

Shen Ciyu held his sword tightly and felt his whole body go cold.

"Father...I want to see her..."

"I have to see her."

***

When Sang Dai returned to the room, Su Xuan had already finished his shower and was lying on the bed.

He was lying on his side with his chin supported, his black undershirt tied loosely, his eyebrows and eyes were handsome, and he looked at her with a teasing look and a smile on the corner of his lips, looking like a male vixen.

"Ma'am, are you back?"

Sandy wanted to shut up his chattering mouth.

She walked over expressionlessly and placed one hand on Su Xuan's head. The little fox subconsciously exposed his ears, but Sandy did not rub them.

She summoned her spiritual power and dried the fox spirit's half-wet hair.

“Why don’t you dry your hair?”

Su Xuan shook his head: "I was born with the fire of karma, so I am not cold."

Sandy met his eyes.

[I knew Dai Dai would help me dry my hair!!!]

Sandy: “…”

Su Xuan said: "I just asked them to change the water to hot water, Madam, please go take a bath."

【After taking a shower, sleep with me. 】

Sandy: “…………”

She also didn't know that how could he achieve Mahayana cultivation if his mind was filled with her every day and his attention was entirely on her.

There are some powerful things on my body.

After drying Su Xuan's hair, Sang Dai didn't look at him. She put down the long awn and Qingwu on her wrist, turned around and walked towards the water room behind the screen.

Perhaps it was Qiu Chengxi's special arrangement. The room they lived in was very large and even had a separate shower area.

There was still steam when I went in, and the water in the hot spring had been warmed to just the right temperature.

Sandy undressed and soaked herself in the water, she heaved a long sigh of relief, and the fatigue from a whole day's journey finally eased a little.

Su Xuan was still leaning on the couch outside, lazily asking Qing Wu with his head propped up.

"How about following her?"

Qing Wu was excited: "It feels so good!!! Dai Dai is so amazing!!!"

Su Xuan said proudly: "That's right, my Dai Dai is the most powerful swordsman in the world."

Chang Mang: "I agree!"

Qing Wu came to Su Xuan again: "Master, every cultivator can recognize three life instruments in his lifetime. Please break the contract with me and give me to her."

Su Xuan sneered and looked at it with disdain: "No, Zhiyu will be angry when she wakes up, and Daidai will be in trouble if you fight."

Chang Mang: “Hehe.”

Qing Wu: “???”

"I am no match for that broken sword!!"

Chang Mang retorted: "Zhiyu is very well behaved. You have such a bad temper, just like the Lord. Zhiyu would never be like that!"

Su Xuan glanced at it lazily. Changmang was woven from his heart and soul, so of course he could understand what Changmang said.

Chang Mang: “…Ah.”

Qingwu: "Zhiyu is broken!"

Su Xuan slapped him and shouted: "That is the best sword in the world, a sword made of Tianyu stone. As long as Guixu is there, it cannot be broken. Maybe a little more Guixu spiritual power can wake up Zhiyu. You shut up."

Qingwu sobbed.

But Su Xuan is a biased person. Magical weapons often follow their masters. Zhiyu Sword and Sang Dai have the same temperament, both are quiet and steady. After fighting with Sang Dai for so many years, perhaps because he loves her, Su Xuan also likes her sword quite a bit.

So after learning that Zhiyu was broken, he spent a whole month repairing it, but it was still useless.

The spiritual power of the Ruins...

Su Xuan was in deep thought. Sandy hadn't woken Zhiyu up for such a long time. Zhiyu's sword spirit had not dissipated, but was sleeping in Sandy's sea of ​​consciousness.

Could it be... that I am lacking the spiritual power of Guixu?

After all, it was a sword made of Tianyu Stone, which had an innate sympathy with Guixu spiritual power. At that time, that small piece of Tianyu Stone brought Zhiyu's dying sword spirit back to life.

But now, Guixu's spiritual vein has been destroyed, and Guixu's spiritual power has long since disappeared. Even the Guixu spiritual power stored in the Tianyu Stone is thousands of years old. Where can we find the Guixu spiritual power now?

Su Xuan frowned, and his relaxed expression turned cold again.

Qingwu and Changmang were arguing with each other, and Su Xuan was fed up with it, so he simply threw them both into the Qiankun bag and used his spiritual power to isolate the spirit of the magic weapon.

The world suddenly became dark. Qingwu and Changmang: "???"

When Su Xuan thought of Zhiyu, his happiness disappeared.

He picked up the Qiankun bag that Sandy had placed aside. Sandy's Qiankun bag was not guarded against him, so Su Xuan could open it easily.

The broken sword was inside. He took it out and sighed when he saw the cracks on the sword.

"If you really care about your mistress, you should wake up earlier so that she can feel more at ease."

Qingwu cannot compare to Zhiyu. After all, it is a magical instrument that recognizes its master, and its mind and that of its master are in perfect harmony with each other.

When Sang Dai came out, she saw Su Xuan holding her sword and muttering something.

"Su Xuan, what are you doing?"

The little fox raised his eyes and looked over.

Sang Dai had just finished taking a shower. Her originally cold and pale face was now flushed, even the corners of her eyes were red. She was not wearing any makeup, but the water vapor had given her the most natural look.

She was not wearing an outer shirt, only an inner shirt, which was tied with a thin rope to reveal her slender waist, which was so thin that it seemed like it could be held in one hand.

Su Xuan had hugged her waist many times and knew how soft and thin it was.

He thought she was too thin, but at the same time he took good care of her, fearing that the wind would blow his swordsman away.

"Su Xuan?" Noticing that Su Xuan didn't say anything, Sang Dai called out again, "What are you doing with Zhi Yu?"

She came toward him, looking confused.

Su Xuan blinked.

Sandy heard: [Disgusting.]

Sandy: “?”

[So beautiful, white and soft, I love it. 】

Sandy: “…”

[I want to kiss you again. I want to kiss you again. I will definitely kiss you next time. ]

Sandy snatched up her sword and put it away.

Su Xuan cleared his throat and looked away: "It's okay, I'll go see Zhiyu."

Sandy stepped over Su Xuan and went to the innermost side of the bed. Su Xuan always liked to sleep on the outside, so Sandy just slept at the innermost side.

The fox spirit turned around and pulled the quilt over Sandy, leaving only her head exposed. [How cute.]

Sandy: “………………”

She asked: "Su Xuan, how old are you?"

Here comes the question again.

Su Xuan answered honestly: "One hundred and thirty-three years old."

Sandy pulled the quilt down to expose her neck, and said calmly, "I think you are no more than three years old."

Su Xuan pulled his quilt over him and lay down beside Sang Dai. He turned his head to look at her and said, "Then Miss Sang, please protect me. I am so weak. I need your company and protection at such a young age."

Sandy closed her eyes and pretended he was nothing.

Su Xuan covered her with the quilt.

Sandy pushed again.

Su Xuan covered her again.

Sandy pushed again.

Su Xuan persevered and continued to build it.

Sandy opened her eyes and said, "What are you doing?"

Su Xuan said: "This is the demon world. The temperature at night is so cold that you can't even imagine it. You have a cold body."

Su Xuan had known that Sang Dai had a cold body many years ago. Her body temperature was much colder than that of a hot-blooded divine beast like Su Xuan, and even that of an ordinary person without spiritual roots.

So Sandy is also afraid of the cold.

Sang Dai was stunned. Su Xuan had already covered her with the quilt again, wrapping her up tightly.

"Go to sleep. You won't feel cold as long as I'm here."

Sandy curled up in the quilt and could sense the karmic fire array surrounding the bed.

Su Xuan is always warm.

She did not struggle anymore. Su Xuan had already closed his eyes, covered with another quilt, his profile standing tall and straight.

Sandy watched for a while and noticed that his breathing became regular and he seemed to be asleep.

She chuckled and thought Su Xuan was a little too cute.

The work and rest schedule is really regular.

The little fox seemed to be fast asleep. Sang Dai smiled and reached out to poke Su Xuan's face.

"What did you eat to grow up? You have such good skin."

The vixen really has the potential to be a vixen. To Sandy, the appearance of other people is just a face. Even if everyone says she is pretty, when she looks at herself, she actually has just an ordinary face.

Only Su Xuan's face is still clearly remembered after I have seen it for so many years.

If someone asked her who is the most beautiful person in the four realms, Sandy would answer without hesitation:

Su Xuan.

A certain fox is indeed quite pretty.

Sang Dai poked Su Xuan again, but he didn't move. She was worried about waking him up, so she decisively withdrew her hand and lay down quietly.

Her whole body was warm, and Sandy closed her eyes and relaxed all her guard.

With Su Xuan by her side, she doesn't have to worry about any danger.

After about a quarter of an hour, Sandy's breathing became regular.

The fox pretending to sleep revealed its tail.

He turned around quickly. It took Su Xuan all his life's self-control to endure for so long and not kiss her.

Seeing that Sandy was sleeping peacefully, Su Xuan poked her nose and said in a low voice, "You little heartless girl, are you taking advantage of me?"

When Sandy was with him, she was always completely unguarded, sleeping soundly and rarely waking up.

Su Xuan moved closer to her and asked in a low voice, "You've already taken advantage of me, why don't you stay a little longer and kiss me?"

He was very willing to be kissed and hugged by her, and hoped that Sandy would kiss and hug him. Su Xuan estimated that she would happily wag her tail.

The more he looked at her, the more he liked her. He poked Sandy's eyelashes and then her cheeks. His heart was soft and he wished he could show his true form and hold her in his arms with his tail.

Sandy felt warm and subconsciously moved to him to get some.

Su Xuan did not move either, but took the initiative to respond, hugging Sandy tightly as she rolled smoothly into his arms, his face beaming with joy.

The little fox held his favorite swordsman in his mouth, rubbed his lower jaw on the top of her head, kissed the top of her head, and patted her back through the quilt with one hand, trying to coax her to sleep in his own way.

And the night was getting darker.

***

There are 188 floors in the Chunqiu Building, and Qiu Chengxi lives on the top floor.

There are many floors in Chunqiu Tower, and this main building is where he lives. The floors below the 100th floor are where he holds banquets.

As for the disciples of Chunqiu Building, they did not live in the main building, but in the building behind the main building. Therefore, when Qiu Chengxi was closed, there was no one in the main building.

After Qiu Chengxi left Sandy's room, he hurried into the room and saw a young boy and girl waiting at the door.

The two of them saluted him: "Master."

"Um."

Qiu Chengxi stepped in, and the young boy and girl closed the door and turned on the soundproofing array.

"Nanmu, Beihe, speak."

Nan Mu was the young man in purple. He nodded and said, "Master, Tian Yuxue seems to have woken up. Maybe... it will be a severe cold."

Qiu Chengxi frowned: "It's only August, why did she wake up? The last time was sixty years ago, why is it so fast this time?"

Bei He dressed the girl in pink and said respectfully, "She hasn't left the Snow Realm yet, but the seal of the Snow Realm has been moved. I think she has woken up."

"Does Ji Cang know?"

"I know."

"What did he say?"

"Jicang went to the Snow Realm."

Qiu Chengxi suddenly stood up and said in a sharp voice, "Ridiculous, is he dizzy? Is that a place he can go?"

Nan Mu responded: "Jicang didn't go alone, there seemed to be someone following him."

Qiu Chengxi said coldly: "So what if someone follows us? Is there any difference in the outcome if one person goes in or if a thousand people go in?"

He sat down again, picked up the tea beside him and took a gulp, sneering: "One or two of them are confused. If Yuxue really wakes up that day, Ji Cang won't be able to get out."

Bei He suddenly spoke up: "Master, if Tian Yuxue really wakes up, it would be fine if she doesn't leave the snowy realm. If she does come out... many people will die."

The autumn is coming and the paths are forming.

When it is about to snow, it will be very cold.

Many people without spiritual roots will be frozen to death. Even if they have spiritual roots, many cultivators in the Qi Refining Realm with low cultivation will die in the severe cold brought by Tian Yuxue.

"Back then, Ji Cang and I brought many powerful people with us and almost expended all our skills to make her fall asleep. Even if she wanted to wake up, it would take at least several decades. The ban could not have trapped her for only sixty years, and Tian Yuxue would only wake up in winter."

His face darkened as he thought of something.

Bei He asked: "What did you think of?"

Qiu Chengxi squeezed the teacup with his hand so hard that it broke into pieces.

"Someone woke her up by force."

The person who is causing trouble at this critical moment and is able to enter the snowy land and wake up Tian Yuxue is definitely not an idle person.

"...Is it the person who placed the spiritual root in the Spring and Autumn Building?"

Qiu Chengxi couldn't think of anyone else except him.

"If he wanted to kill my sister, he would just come here directly. If he wakes up Tian Yuxue, he will drag innocent people to be buried with her. What is he trying to do? Can waking up Tian Yuxue kill my sister?"

Sang Dai is a person with awakened heavenly spiritual roots, and she is also a Mahayana cultivator. For her, it will only take some effort to suppress Tian Yuxue's awakening. It will be troublesome, but not unsolvable. What's more, there is an ancient beast that specializes in defeating the Great Cold by her side.

The nine-tailed fox clan was born with karmic fire. If Sang Dai and Su Xuan join forces, it will be almost effortless for them to deal with Tian Yuxue.

Nan Mu and Bei He couldn't figure it out either, so they lowered their heads and remained silent.

Qiu Chengxi slowly wiped the tea off his hands, tapping the table with his knuckles from time to time.

He likes to make some small movements when he is thinking, but the clanging sounds will not hinder his thinking in the slightest.

Suddenly, the knocking sound stopped.

Nanmu and Beihe looked up.

Qiu Chengxi's face looked even uglier than before, to the point of being gloomy.

He gritted his teeth and spoke word by word: "Before the Guixu Spiritual Vein was destroyed, the last person to see Ying Heng Xianjun was Tian Yuxue."

The lights in the house swayed because of his scattered spiritual power, and Nan Mu and Bei He were surprised.

Qiu Chengxi said with a cold face: "Sister is investigating the destruction of Guixu's spiritual veins, and he wants to lead sister to the snowy land."

But it's a snowy place, and you're almost dead once you enter it.

***

It is an extremely cold place with towering snow-capped mountains.

A snowstorm came, the wind was mixed with hard snow, and the sky and the earth were covered in white.

The snow in the Snow Realm is different from ordinary snow.

Normal snow will melt into the air and onto the ground.

The snow in the snowy land melts into people's meridians.

It floats on the skin, melts into the skin, condenses into ice, blocks the meridians, and soon the person will turn into an ice sculpture.

Even the lungs and blood were coagulated.

In the boundless snow, a young man in a dark red robe was walking in the snow. The demonic energy around him blocked the snowflakes falling from the sky and also obscured his unusual face.

The man next to him was in a cassock and had no hair, which made his features look even more handsome. He always had a smile on his face, and the faint golden light from the cassock blocked the snowflakes from the sky.

Tan Huai smiled and said, "Master Demon, since you are not afraid of the cold, can you give me a coat? I was in a hurry to leave this time, so I brought this set of clothes with me."

Ji Cang looked at him coldly: "If a person with a heavenly spiritual root awakening can't even withstand this little bit of cold, then Master Tan Huai should just freeze to death to save himself the embarrassment."

Tan Huai shook his head and sighed: "Cold-blooded and heartless, cold-blooded and heartless, really cold-blooded and heartless." Ji Cang rolled his eyes at him. If he didn't still need him, he would have thrown this bald donkey out of the demon world long ago.

The ground was shaking, and the shaking became stronger as they got closer.

Ji Cang stopped and looked up.

Tan Huai put his hands together, closed his eyes and silently chanted: "Amitabha."

On the towering mountain top, the surrounding silver-white barrier began to break little by little.

At the same time, the top of the mountain was split in half by something, and the ground shook violently.

A pair of huge eyes appeared in the crack.

The pupils are pale, with silvery light flickering.

She looked down upon them.

Ji Cang said: "She woke up."

It's about to snow and I wake up.