On the third day of the Lunar New Year, Wen Jing once again came to the ice spring, stripped down to his pants, and went into the water. The cold immediately penetrated his skin, and his teeth clattered together. He stood there blankly, waiting for the initial extreme cold to pass.

It was Senior Brother Jun who came to "ground him".

Jun Yanzhi drew a circle of light in the water and said softly: "At noon and in the evening, Junior Brother Eight will come to bring you food. After eight hours, you can come out."

"Thank you, Senior Brother." Wen Jing clenched his teeth.

Jun Yanzhi stood up, looked back at the thin body in the water, and left silently.

He was not worried that Wen Jing would suffer.

That night, a warm current was generated in Wen Jing's body. This kid's physique might be a little special. Duan Xuan asked him to soak in the ice spring, probably to stimulate this kind of physique and benefit his practice.

Thinking back to that night...

Jun Yanzhi's footsteps stopped.

In his twenty-two years, that should be the warmest night, enough for him to think about it again and again when he was in a daze.

Jun Yanzhi returned to the room, sat quietly on the bed to regulate his breathing, and countless ancient Chinese characters appeared in his mind, without any rules, and slowly formed an article with clear paragraphs.

The words were difficult to understand, but they were easier to understand than the loss in his heart.

He meditated quietly until night fell, and then opened his eyes.

The moon hung in the sky like a fang, the valley was dim, and his body began to tremble again.

Jun Yanzhi slowly took off his clothes, transformed into a green python, and crawled out of the window.

The outline of the mountain road was vaguely visible. Jun Yanzhi climbed along the cliff for a while, turned his head unconsciously, and climbed deep into the dense forest. The boy was practicing in the ice spring, so he just had to watch from a distance.

Lu Jing's practice was too low, and he would definitely not let him find out.

He stopped fifteen feet away from the ice spring, curled up silently on the snow, and stuck out his snake head.

He looked for a while, but suddenly felt something strange.

How come Lu Jing didn't make any sound? When he left, I remember that I could still hear his teeth chattering from a distance, his body spasming unconsciously, causing small splashes of water, and the sound of him cursing his master in a low voice.

Why is there no movement this time?

If he had attracted the warm current like he did last time, he shouldn't have been frozen stiff...

The snake body instantly crawled over quickly, leaving winding traces on the snow.

When they arrived at the ice spring, Lu Jing was still motionless. There was only a stiff body standing in the spring, his eyes were closed, and his lips were trembling.

Jun Yanzhi didn't care about the weakness of the snake body, and turned into a human form to pull the boy out of the water.

Wen Jing unconsciously hugged Jun Yanzhi's neck: "Cold, cold..."

The thin arms were surprisingly strong, and they held his neck stubbornly, which made people angry and funny.

Jun Yanzhi took out a set of clothes with difficulty and put them on himself, picked up Wen Jing horizontally, and flew towards his stone house. How could he be frozen stiff? Why is his body not hot?

Jun Yanzhi put Wen Jing on the bed, and could no longer bear it. He transformed into a giant python, curled up on the side, and shuddered in the quilt.

His

body gradually warmed up, and Wen Jing opened his eyes dazedly. The room was dark.

He stared blankly at the giant thing on the bed. A small part was curled up in the quilt, and a large part was exposed outside, shivering. You don't need to guess who the figure is.

I only remember shivering with cold last night and slowly losing consciousness... Then it seemed that something pulled him out of the water...

Was it the giant python that saved him?

He gently lifted the quilt.

The sudden movement made the snake's head suddenly lift up, and then silently drooped.

Wen Jing's nose was sour, and he rushed forward to hug the snake's head: "You are still the best to me..."

The giant python did not move.

Wen Jing let it go, got out of bed, lit the light, and found a few fruits that the monster loved to eat. He placed the fruits in front of the python and said, "How did you know I lived here?"

The python naturally did not answer, nor did it eat the fruits, but it trembled again.

Wen Jing hugged the python's body and said distressedly, "What's wrong with this physique? Why is it always trembling?"

The python spit out its tongue and made a "hissing" sound.

Wen Jing did not dare to act rashly, and tentatively hugged it and huddled in the quilt: "If I can force out the warm current in my body last time, it will definitely make you feel better for a while."

He was anxious, and the warm current in his body was ready to move. Wen Jing was stunned, and then he used his spiritual power to gently drive it. In an instant, a warm current spread throughout his body, and even the giant python trembled, wrapping around his body tighter.

Wen Jing was a little excited: "I've been forcing it all day to no avail. It turns out that I can force it out by holding you."

The giant python wrapped around him tightly, and the snake head rubbed his neck lightly. In the quilt, the boy's body was warm and comfortable. The nature of the big snake that had been suppressed for more than ten years broke out at this moment, and it gently rolled Wen Jing on the bed.

"Stop it, stop it..." Wen Jing pushed away the snake's tongue that was licking him, "Be quiet, let's go to sleep. I still have work to do tomorrow."

After the tongue licked a few more times, the snake's head finally calmed down and nestled in Wen Jing's arms.

"Will you come often in the future? It's too dangerous to meet outside." Wen Jing said softly.

The giant python did not move, neither agreeing nor refusing.

"Go to sleep." Wen Jing touched the snake's head, waved his hand, and turned off the light.

In

the early morning, Wen Jing woke up slowly and touched it subconsciously.

There was no one around him, and the bed was already cold.

He slept so soundly last night that he didn't even know when the python left.

Wen Jing got dressed and went out, but saw the turtle squatting in the open space, stepping on the thin snow and in a daze. He squatted in front of the turtle and fed it a monster fruit.

The turtle nibbled slowly.

There was a breakthrough in the relationship with the snake, and he felt so happy that he couldn't express it, but he was also worried about his future. Wen Jing really couldn't figure out how to trigger the warm current in his body. Did he really have to hug the snake?

In the next two months, he tried again and again in the ice spring, and the giant python waited and watched.

The first few times, he had to hold the giant python to be triggered, as if the coldness of its body and the emotions in its heart were the triggers. Later, he felt the slight change of spiritual energy when inducing the warm current, and gradually he could induce it by himself.

Two months later, Wen Jing induced the warm current in his body for the first time without entering the ice spring. He was overjoyed and reported the result to Duan Xuan.

Duan Xuan only said one sentence: "From now on, you don't need to practice the Fuyuan Gong when practicing the Yuqing True Qi."

"Yes."

Yuqing True Qi is the practice method that Liu Qianmo practices. It is difficult to understand and very profound. However, Duan Xuan did not allow Liu Qianmo to teach him step by step. After leading him into the door, he could only give him guidance once a month, and the rest of the time, Wen Jing had to experience and understand it by himself.

It turns out that the warm current of the Three Yang Body comes from the Yang Qi. After it merges with the spiritual energy, the way of cultivation is slightly different. If you copy it, it is easy to stagnate.

Although Wen Jing has good qualifications, unfortunately he is young and has limited control over the warm current. Half a year later, he reached the seventh level of Qi training, and his cultivation speed is comparable to Liu Qianmo, but a little worse than He Ling and Jun Yanzhi.

In the past six months, the giant python occasionally came to see him, two or three times a month. When the big turtle saw the giant python coming, he desperately climbed out of the door.

So Wen Jing slightly changed the window and bed in the room to make it easier for the giant python and the big turtle to enter and exit.

Time is like flowing water, passing slowly between fingers. Another year passed, spring came and flowers bloomed, and Wen Jing finally grew into a fifteen-year-old boy.

...I am the dividing line...

The ice and snow are beginning to melt, and everything is revived. It should be warm. But this year, the Qingxu Sword Sect is shrouded in sorrow.

Gao Yan, the master of Nanyan Peak, a late foundation-building cultivator, was unable to form an elixir due to his advanced age, and he turned into a fairy and passed away.

Gao Yan's death is naturally sad, but what makes his disciples most sad is that no one has inherited the ancient scroll "Covering Grass Sutra" of Nanyan Peak.

"Thousands of years ago, Qingxuzi left behind ten ancient scrolls, each with different powers, which cannot be fully described. They were all passed down through inheritance, without exception. In other words, the ancient scrolls choose a master to serve, and can only be practiced by one person. When the Qingxu Sword Sect declined, it was precisely because of these ancient scrolls that they led to infighting, and the leader of Hongxiu Peak took two ancient scrolls and ran away, and there has been no news since then.

After Taoist Kurumu unified the Qingxu Sword Sect, he gathered all the disciples outside the Qingxu Classic, and the ancient scrolls chose a master, who was the leader of the peak. From then on, when the leader of the peak passed away, the ancient scrolls would choose a new master from the disciples of the deceased leader."