Hanxiang   http://www./0_56/   Jing and 2 God’s new book "Hanxiang"!   A refresh of the wind and snow, the thoughts and dreams are broken;

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The heavy snow was still like the wind sweeping the broken clouds, and Chu Fan had already burst into tears. He knew that this was just a dream. Once the dream was broken, it would be a mirror, a water and moon, but what if it was a dream? Entering the dream, entering the dream, what a beautiful name, I finally entered the dream again today.

After leaving the village, Chu Fan began to witness the chaos of the world, intrigue and deceit in the fairy world. Even though he didn't want to cause trouble, he didn't run into himself?

A chill that penetrated straight into the heart swept from the void, Chu Fan suddenly trembled, the blue-patterned sword hilt was sacrificed, and a crisp sound was made, but the dream in front of him was really broken like a mirror.

The wind was gone, the snow dissipated, everything in front of me disappeared, the lilac golden hall returned to a clear light again, as if nothing in the hall had appeared, but Chu Fan's fingertips were blood lowered.

Holding the hilt of the blue-patterned sword in his hand, Chu Fan's figure did not move. He knew that it was an illusion just now, but why was that illusion so real?

"Brother Xiaofan, I don't want to kill my love, I will never..."

Sixian's last sentence echoed in his mind. He didn't know what the sentence meant, but he could feel Sixian's desolation and sorrow at that moment.

"Ice and Snow Palace..." Chu Fan's eyebrows were tightly furrowed, his heart was filled with severe pain, and he murmured with cold voices. If Sixian had nothing to do, everything was easy to say, otherwise the Supreme Forgetting Love would disappear forever in the world and be forgotten by others.

Tick ​​to...

Drops of bright red blood were still falling, the blade had blue patterns shining, and the blade of the blue patterned sword hilt had condensed for more than seven inches, with clear shadows flowing.

...

The Ice and Snow Palace is innately cold pool, and the wind and snow are even heavier.

The world was cold, like an ice cone, she gently looked at the gradually dim picture in front of her, as if she had a smile on her lips when she first met her.

The coldness entered her body inch by inch, but her heart was warm inch by inch.

After two years of entering, she accepted the reincarnation inheritance and her cultivation reached the realm of the Illusion Tribulation. But even so what?

She still remembers the cramped silly boy brought back by her grandfather. At the beginning, she was very unwilling to be seen by the villagers. It was not just herself. Except for Brother Ling Yu and Du Tao, who didn't bully him a few times every day?

But even so, Sixian still thought that this silly boy was very thoughtful, and he was not a good thing anyway. Otherwise, why would he laugh silly every time he saw him? But no matter how many bad ideas he thought, the boy was at a loss after being embarrassed and looked at him, and hated her so much that he was itchy. Especially since grandfather treated the boy no worse than him, she wanted to beat that guy into a pig's head every day. Later, for some reason, the boy's cultivation actually rushed up like a flying person.

This has become more capable, and in order to flatter me, she has done many stealing things or helped me take the blame. This has made her feel a little more guilty, but how old is she? How could she know love? Later, she really responded to the old saying that has been in love over time. One day, the boy slowly stole his heart from stealing things like being unable to get on the table. Until the words "I'm not afraid, I'm...", it still makes her heart full of warmth, even in this innate cold pool with snow thousands of miles away.

Feeling the veins in my body gradually melting and frozen, Sixian's smile on her lips even better, and that smile is like the cherry blossoms blooming in the snow and ice, beautiful and charming.

She looked at the cold air even better and murmured, "Brother Xiaofan, you must remember me. You promised me and took me to travel to the Immortal Realm of All Realms."

The ice and snow gradually condensed, and the cold pond became colder in nature, like a closed ice coffin.

In just a few dozen breaths, the Innate Cold Pool suddenly made a crackling sound, and the Hundred-foot Cold Pool was completely frozen, like a deserted tomb.

There was still ice and snow gathering all over the sky. The cherry blossom blooming in the snow and ice smiled sadly and suddenly fell.

Chu Fan felt a sharp pain in his chest, like a tear, and he couldn't breathe.

"Sixian, I must bring you back!"

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In Xihuang Square, the originally calm crowd was already in a panic.

Within one day, at the same time, two people climbed to the top fifty of the Immortal Spirit Tower at the same time.

"So amazing, I really deserve to be a genius disciple of the Great Hao Divine Sect!"

"That's right, Senior Brother Haofeng is so amazing. In just three days, he actually climbed to the 64th floor and directly entered the top fifty."

"Nonsense, the Great Hao Divine Sect is one of the ten major sects in our Xiquanzhou. If it weren't for a real genius disciple in the last few days, who would dare to break into the small fairy spirit tower?"

"That's right, otherwise it would be bad for your reputation if you can't eat mutton."

"Oh!? Who knows which sect is the Immortal Dao Pavilion? Those cultivators named Beichen are amazing. After a while, they didn't pay attention and even entered the top fifty."

A journey of inheritance turned and suddenly turned countless monks into the monks who had just climbed to the fiftieth place.

"Yes, when did we have such a sect in Xiquanzhou? Why haven't I heard of it?"

"I haven't heard of it. Could it be that some small sect was lucky enough to find a treasure..."

More monks had already gathered in the square, all staring at the white jade tablet and talking.

After three days, he has already become the top disciple in Xiquanzhou. You must know that it is extremely difficult to be among the top 100 monks in Xiquanzhou. Within 100, every step closer is the top 100.

"Miss, that guy named Haofeng is really awesome. He rushed into the fifty in half a day, which is almost the same as the lady at that time." A girl with a melon-faced face in a lilac dress stood beside a pretty woman and exclaimed.

This pretty woman is Xi Wenqian, who had met Chu Fan. She was wearing a blue gold-wire long skirt and looking at the white jade tablet on the side of the little fairy tower.

"Well, that Haofeng is indeed a genius. I have seen him once."

The woman with green gold-tie nodded calmly, "But I feel that the guy named Beichen is even more difficult. I have noticed since his name appeared in the top 100. It took less than half a day to enter the top 50."

"Ah..." said the young girls in the lilac group of girls in surprise.

If you want to enter the top 100, you have to reach the forty-ninth floor, but if you want to enter the top 50, you have to reach the forty-fourth floor. Even a lady can't do it if you want to enter the top 50. Not to mention a lady, even the damn guy who ranks first can't do it.

"I'm sure it took him less than half a day to go from the 49th floor to the 64th floor. This qualification..." Xi Wenqian frowned slightly, and stopped halfway. She really didn't know how to describe this qualification. As the first genius disciple of Fengshen Valley, she herself was the most excellent mutated ice spirit root, but even so, she had only climbed to the 76th floor.

Seeing that the lady's eyes were also a little shocked, the girl in a lilac dress whispered: "Miss, have you heard of which sect is Xiandao Pavilion?"

Xi Wenqian shook her head slightly, "I haven't heard of any sect called Xiandao Pavilion in Xiquanzhou."

...

Chu Fan naturally didn't know that he had already caused a bombing discussion in Xihuang Square when he climbed to the 64th floor, but felt the fluctuations of the rules on this floor in his heart.

Countless seals were cast out at the fingertips, forming divine thought shielding formations to protect the whole body. Since he entered the small fairy spirit tower and experienced the rules of various attributes, he did not expect that there would be divine thought attack methods here.

When the innate Taoist Technique is at its peak, the divine thoughts are also carefully explored, and they are integrated with the divine blade patterns crisscrossing around the body, and slowly understand the methods of condensing the divine thoughts.

Since fighting with the cultivator of the Soul Palace, Chu Fan has been aware of the horror of the attack methods of the spiritual sense. Not only is it invisible, but it can also enter the cultivator's purple palace sea of ​​consciousness.

Not to mention that the divine consciousness attack has unimaginable power, even if you have the luck of heaven, but you do not have the defensive means of divine consciousness attack. If you can understand the trajectory of the divine consciousness condensed blade, your strength will not only increase greatly, but once you encounter the same monk, you can also condense blade patterns in your own sea of ​​consciousness to block the attack.

The divine blade patterns were tung together in his spiritual consciousness, making Chu Fan's face gradually pale. Even with the defensive array patterns he arranged, many blade patterns still rushed into the sea of ​​consciousness, making Chu Fan's sea of ​​consciousness feel like he was torn apart by a sword blade, turning up gullies.

As time slowly passed, the invisible blade pattern became increasingly dense and powerful. Half a day passed, even though Chu Fan could set up a formation to defend against the blade pattern of the divine consciousness, he was still hit by the endless blade pattern and was swept into the sea of ​​consciousness.

The flesh and blood splattered, the muscles and bones cracked, and the sea of ​​consciousness shattered, causing Chu Fan to spit out a few mouthfuls of blood. He swallowed several healing pills, and even used the innate Taoist Technique to the extreme.

If he had not been a human being for two lifetimes, his sea of ​​consciousness was comparable to a cultivator in the cycle of reincarnation, and he would have been killed by such dense spiritual blade patterns. Even if the cultivator would not have been killed in the small fairy spirit tower, he would have been rolled out of the tower.

As blood and flesh splattered everywhere, the trajectory of divine thoughts was captured and deduced by Chu Fan, and an invisible blade pattern began to slowly condense in the sea of ​​consciousness.

I don’t know how long it took, just like a drop of cold dew that suddenly broke into the calm pool. The sea of ​​consciousness that was originally severely damaged actually ripples appeared, and the ripples turned into a mysterious trajectory. The moment it swept out, it condensed into blade lights. The blade lights blasted together with the invisible blade patterns in the surrounding void, and layers of ripples and vortexes exploded in the space hall.

I don’t know how long it took, but as the divine blade pattern condensed, Chu Fan felt that his torn sea of ​​consciousness finally began to recover rapidly. His exploded body was full of vitality like Nirvana, and his physical strength seemed to show signs of vague improvement.

The invisible blade patterns around him were still raging, but they were only rolled on the spiritual barrier around Chu Fan, but they could no longer cause any damage to him.

A sense of pride rose in my heart, making Chu Fan's mind more complete and firm.

The small immortal spirit tower is indeed an incredible treasure land for comprehending various laws. Even if his cultivation level is unpredictable, it will evolve the five elements spiritual roots and deduce the magic blade pattern.

With a sword, the invisible blade patterns in the Purple Gold Hall, which were densely dense and ripples, suddenly exploded. A stone caused a thousand layers of waves, and a purple gold staircase suddenly appeared at the foot.

As the immortal Yuan was moving, Chu Fan's eyes were slightly cold, and he raised his foot and walked downward.

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In the Immortal Dao Pavilion, Beichen stayed on the 64th floor of the Little Fairy Spirit Tower for several days. The originally shocked discussion finally subsided, but just when everyone thought that the guy named Beichen was about to be bombed out of the Little Fairy Spirit Tower, a shocking sounded again.

"How is that possible? The guy named Beichen stayed on the 64th floor for three days and started to enter the 65th floor again..."

As the first voice screamed, all eyes suddenly looked at the fiftieth place in the white jade stele, and countless monks all showed horror on their faces.

Where is Xiandao Pavilion? Who is Beichen? Two unknown names that have never appeared in the Banxianjiao resounded throughout Xiquanzhou.

"So quickly, he has entered the sixty-seventh floor and rushed into the top forty!"

"Sixty-eight...he has entered the sixty-eighth floor!"

"No, he has entered the sixty-ninth floor!"

During the half-incense stick, Chu Fan directly stepped from the sixty-fourth floor to the sixty-ninth floor, causing a stir in Xihuang Square. Countless horror sounded, and all the monks widened their eyes in disbelief. Even if the number one person in the small fairy spirit tower was the first, it was impossible for him to step on the fifth floor in the half-incense stick in the sixty-fourth floor.

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