"There was a rare heavy snowfall that year."

"I am a beggar, hiding from the snow with two other companions."

"All the dilapidated temples in the city were occupied by beggars older than us. We had nowhere to go. The snow was really cold, and the whole world was white. There were only three of us outside in the vast sky and earth, looking for a place to survive."

"Later, we could only huddle under the eaves of other people's houses, huddled together in those small spaces to keep warm, but the snow started to fall sideways, and the wind was more painful than a knife..."

“That snow was really cold.”

Liu Sanbian stretched out his two hands and spread out his palms in front of the blazing flames. The dancing flames had already "licked" his palms, but he had no reaction.

"Every household would not let us hide from the snow, fearing that we would crawl in at night. They opened the door and drove us out. In the icy snow, we had no choice but to run, run, run, from one household to another. Our ears were frozen so hard that we could not feel them. We dared not rub them. Our straw shoes were frozen to our feet and almost turned into stones. Our bodies began to feel hot and we could not help but take off our clothes...but he opened the door."

"He didn't pick up the broom, he didn't say anything, he just stepped out of the way."

Two balls of fire were reflected in Liu Sanbian's eyes, burning silently.

"He is a teacher, without a wife or children, who makes a living by teaching the children of his neighbors... I heard that he was originally an official, but later he committed a crime and was sent to the army. Later, when he was old, he was allowed to leave the camp and live in the city..."

"Later, he adopted us, gave us three names, and raised us as his own sons. He hoped that all three of us brothers could study... But later, I realized that I was not good at studying and was not as smart as my other two brothers, so I secretly became a disciple and learned martial arts..."

"He wanted to break my legs. I stood there motionless, looking at the ground with my face tilted to one side. He raised the stick, but his hand didn't fall down after all..."

The sinister man's voice became smaller and smaller, and in the end it just turned into his muttering.

Zhao Rong and Su Xiaoxiao looked at each other, then Zhao Rong licked his dry lips and asked curiously:

"Is he still in Wei?"

The sinister man did not answer, but stared blankly at the fire.

…

In the early morning, Zhao Rong slept for the first half of the night and then woke up to keep watch.

He patted the shoulder of Liu Sanbian, who was still sitting in a daze by the fire, and replaced him.

Zhao Rong threw some firewood into the fire.

Night watch is the most boring time, but it is also the time when one can be most peaceful in the whole day, because everything is asleep and only he is awake.

With nothing to do, he brought his book box and sorted out the gains from his previous trip to Zhongnan Country.

The first is a thunderous purple gold furnace.

Ting Gui said that this furnace has an extraordinary origin. It is a replica of the Taoist artifact of the Louguan Sect, one of the largest orthodox Taoist sects of Xuanhuang Taoism.

Throughout the ages, there have been many imitations of that sect-guarding Taoist artifact, but only nine furnaces are closest to it in terms of grade and spirit.

Three thunder furnaces, three fire furnaces, and three water furnaces.

The Tingni Purple Gold Furnace is one of the three thunder furnaces.

And Gui said that for him at this moment, this furnace was the biggest gain of this trip, because some miraculous medicines that could help Zhao Rong change his fate were refined in this magic furnace and had extremely good efficacy.

This involves the heavenly thunder calamity brought about by defying the will of heaven and changing one's fate and the thunder-killing attribute of the thunder furnace itself, but it does not go into detail.

In addition, the last step can be completed with a "boom" sound, and the Li Ji Sword Pill is successfully refined.

But Zhao Rong always felt that the "boom" in his mouth was not that simple...

According to it, this Li Ji Sword Pill is extremely rare, and can even be said to be a legendary item. It has never appeared in the official history of the Xuanhuang cultivation world.

In history, only some sword cultivators whose innate flying sword abilities were similar to the rumored ancient Li Emperor's abilities were speculated to have used the Li Ji Sword Pill, but there has never been a response, so it is just talk and cannot be confirmed.

And those sword practitioners who were suspected were almost all great sword masters of their time.

Zhao Rong, sitting by the fire, looked around. Everything was quiet and the night was falling. Only the occasional chirping of insects could be heard from the dark forest.

Like a miser, Zhao Rong carefully placed the Tingni Purple Gold Furnace on his legs. It was slightly heavy, and he embraced the furnace with one hand and opened the lid with the other.

Fill a furnace with moonlight and wait quietly.

After a while, Zhao Rong lowered his head and carefully looked at the Li Ji sword pill that was about to be "full moon".

This may be the only one left in the world.

To use Gui's words, Young Master Zhao was extremely lucky, and he was worthy of being the Fu Shi reserve sword master. His luck was half of what it was back then...

Zhao Rong raised his head and looked around.

He always felt a little uneasy. This purple gold furnace was fine, but the key was the "bright moon" in the furnace.

When I think of the white bloody handprint on the stove under the moonlight that night.

Even though Zhao Rong considered himself a masculine and powerful man, he was still a little scared.

Could it be involved in some bizarre and complicated cause and effect?

Is there some ancient, mysterious curse waiting for him?

Or maybe it was a trap set by some ancient powerful being who controlled the mountains and rivers. He was just a tool chess piece, responsible for delivering goods to the door. After that "boom" sound, the chess piece's mission was completed and he was laid off with honor.

Well, isn’t it a very exciting thing to read a vernacular novel in a bookstore and see the protagonist encounter a treasure?

Why do you feel so nervous when you come to me?

Zhao Rong pursed his lips, raised his right hand, looked at his open palm, and gradually clenched his palm into a fist.

Or is it because my current strength is too weak? A man is innocent, but he is guilty of possessing a treasure.

An idea in his mind became more and more firm. Zhao Rong shook his head, covered the stove lid, put the Tingni Purple Gold Furnace back into the bookcase, and took out other items.

A golden elixir that is still "warm" at this time comes from Qingjingzi's dantian. There are seven winding "cracks" on it, emitting a faint blue light.

"Oh, it's just a seventh-grade golden elixir. This is a Heavenly Mark, left by the Heavenly Dao lightning tribulation when the elixir was formed. The more Heavenly Marks there are, the worse the quality of the golden elixir will be."

Gui's voice came, his tone was a little lazy, as if he had just woken up.

"This is a low-grade, lower third-grade golden elixir. If you ever make this kind of golden elixir, then you'd better find a piece of tofu and hit yourself to death."

"Hey, where can I get this tofu? It can actually kill me."

"roll."

"What's the use of this golden elixir?"

"You can't use it now. At most, you can use it to self-destruct before you die and perish together with the enemy, huh? It seems quite useful when you think about it this way. You can drag others with you when you die, and set off a gorgeous firework. Okay, I will teach you how to detonate it later."

Gui's tone was somewhat excited.

Zhao Rong, who was arranged by the sword spirit to hold a fireworks party before his death, was speechless and secretly cursed him as a madman.

After that there are two purple auras, "purity" and "inaction".

"Wuwei" is currently returning there to keep it company and entertain it.

"Purity" turns into the tassel on the white jade pendant at the waist, quietly tied there.

A robe called Tianxiandongyi is temporarily useless.

The last one is the farewell gift from Lin Wenruo.

Agarwood, jade, ivory paper cutter, blue and white brush washer, two rare editions of ancient books, etc.

But the agarwood and blue jade are not needed at the moment...

Soon, the sky brightened in the distance.

Bathed in the early morning sun, Zhao Rong and his two companions set out again.

…

One day.

The three of them walked to a strategic border pass.

In front of the magnificent hundred-meter-high city wall, Liu Sanbian suddenly stopped.

He raised his head and let out a breath.

"arrive."

The sound is muffled.