The snow-capped mountains are geometric, standing on the sky.

How could people at the foot of the mountain expect that such a scene would be the top of Daxue Mountain?

There is tranquility around.

Only the mountain wind is passing through the stone forest, and the icicles are making pleasant sounds.

Snow is pure, just like Li Jinping's heart, never stained with dust.

Due to the cold, snow and jade piles are piled up all year round. It has been carved by nature and has various images. Some are strange and unruly, and some are like forests, birds, mountains and beasts, which makes people admire the power of nature.

I still have a beautiful palace that I haven't seen in the eternal world.

Li Jinping looked at a icicle that was square-high, standing on the edge of the cliff, and said to Li Qingcheng, "Brother, what do you think of this icicle?"

The icicles are not regular in shape and are as smooth as walls, and there is nothing special about it.

Li Qingcheng couldn't imagine it, so he had to shake his head.

Li Jinping smiled and said, "It's like a wife waiting for her husband to return home."

It's still a woman who has imagination.

Li Qingcheng had an idea and said, "Close your eyes and I'll give you a gift."

Li Jinping asked, "Why do you need to close your eyes?"

"That's what I listen to."

"I'll listen to my brother." After saying that, Li Jinping closed his eyes, his long eyelashes flashed, with a little naughty and cunning look. Seeing her like this, Li Qingcheng held her with both hands, turned around, and turned his back to the icicle. Li Jinping pouted, "Okay, I'll just look at it!"

Li Qingcheng raised his sword, waved his sword, chose the right angle, and stabbed it at the icicle.

On the top of the mountain, figures danced, sword shadows were flying like shuttles, and ice chips were rippling all over the sky. From a distance, it was like a snow fog, which showed colorful colors under the sunlight.

Looking from the foot of the mountain, it looks like a rainbow, lying across the top of the Daxue Mountain, which is breathtaking.

Although everyone at the foot of the Daxue Mountain did not know what happened, they knew that this must be related to the Sword God couple who went up the mountain.

Yang Xueqiong's eyes were blurred, her mind was dazed, and she looked thoughtful.

Helian Liangbi and others were not so interested. Li Qingcheng's appearance disrupted their deployment for the past six months. Now they just want to wait for this plague god to go down the mountain as soon as possible and do whatever they should do, otherwise everything will be wasted.

Li Qingcheng's sword is getting faster and faster.

There were several times when Li Jinping couldn't help but wanted to turn around, but was stopped by Li Qingcheng.

Half an hour later, the sword suddenly stopped.

Li Qingcheng said to Li Jinping, "Switch around."

Li Jinping turned around as he said, and was so amazed that he couldn't stop talking.

The strange-shaped icicle before turned into an ice sculpture jade under Li Qingcheng's long sword.

Li Qingcheng came from a wealthy family and was good at playing music, chess, calligraphy and painting since he was a child. It was not difficult for him to carve an ice sculpture.

This ice sculpture is a rowing girl with a boat towel wrapped around her head and a rag floral dress. She is like standing on a boat, shaking her hands and squinting her lips slightly raised, as if she was singing.

It was exactly what Li Qingcheng looked like when he first met Li Jinping.

Li Jinping could hardly stop talking.

She didn't expect that Li Qingcheng still remembered it over the past few years.

She seemed to recall the scene when she first met the three of them.

Xiao Da, Li San and Zhao Si.

The three apprentices she has ever received in her life.

At that time, their fame was not as great as they are now, and their martial arts were not as high as they are now. But the four of them took a boat west and looked happy, which was really nostalgic. Li Jinping remembered that when she saw Li Qingcheng, she looked heartbroken. She was just a boatman woman, and the other party was the third son of the Li family, and fate connected them together.

"You must have studied?"

"Let me teach me quickly, how do you write the three words Li Jinping?"

Everything is like yesterday.

Memories, mixed with tears, flowed down Li Jinping's cheeks.

Li Qingcheng stepped forward, wiped her gently, and said softly, "I'll give it to you."

"It's really like!"

Li Qingcheng said, "I felt it the first time I met my little master."

You are a unique woman, and it turns out that I read it right."

Li Jinping's face felt red and hot.

He is still like that, and he doesn't know how to say love words.

However, what he did for himself was far more than ten thousand words and hundreds of thousands of love words.

Li Jinping said: "I really don't want to be separated from my elder brother. If I could live here, that would be great."

In the middle of the top of the mountain, there is a stone house with half exposed, and the surrounding ice and snow buried the stone house.

Li Qingcheng stabbed out with a sword.

Boom!

Countless snow splashed everywhere, like snowflakes all over the sky.

The snowflakes fall and the prosperity goes away. Isn’t it the holy place he yearns for?

The ice and snow around the stone house were shaken away by the sword force.

A door was exposed.

The two of them pushed the door open and came into the house.

The stone house is not big, and it is not enough to cover the rest. It is equipped with stone beds, stone tables, stone benches and other furniture. It is neatly arranged and a thick layer of ice has accumulated. It can be seen that the owner of this stone house has retained excellent living habits before.

Li Qingcheng said: "I didn't expect someone would live here."

Li Jinping also sighed, "How lonely the people living here are."

On the chaotic snowy night, lonely strangers in a strange country.

Li Jinping vaguely felt that there were words on the wall. She leaned forward, and the handwriting was blurred and vaguely visible. She read word by word, "Lu Xuanji and... practice sword here..." Due to the age of time, some words cannot be identified, and the words behind the word "六" were obviously erased by someone's internal force.

Lu Xuanji?

Five hundred years ago, Lu Xuanji defected to Shujian Mountain and made a shocking move. He almost turned the world upside down with his own strength. However, at the height of the sky, he suddenly evaporated like the world and disappeared without a trace.

It turned out that he had lived in seclusion to the top of Daxue Mountain.

No wonder it is said that there were immortals appearing on the top of the Daxue Mountain back then.

His birth and his hidden world, with his power alone, delayed the arrival of heaven for five hundred years, and won the opportunity for victory for the world.

As if Tao fell today, Shujian Mountain has sank to the bottom of the sea.

In less than a hundred years, this story will become a legend with word of mouth.

Li Jinping was very curious. Who was the person whose name was erased?

Is he a woman?

Five hundred years have passed, and no one knows it.

But she could guess that the person who could make Lu Xuanji obsessed with him must be a wonderful woman in the world.

Just as many years later, people cannot remember her, Li Jinping.

However, Li Jinping didn't care. She was lucky and happy. She chose such an excellent man and spent an impeccable life. Even if the future became a speck of dust in history, her love for Li Qingcheng will be like the stars in the sky, unchanging forever.

Li Qingcheng had no intention. He didn't care about Lu Xuanji, nor did he care about the name that was erased on the stone wall. He only had Li Jinping, a woman he would never forget for his life.

Li Jinping said, "Brother, can we stay here for one night?"

Li Qingcheng said, "It's windy at night, I'm afraid your body will not be able to bear it."

Li Jinping smiled and said, "Isn't you there?"

Isn't you there?

Li Jinping's trust in Li Qingcheng was smooth.

How could Li Qingcheng be willing to refuse her?

He nodded, and for the sake of being well prepared, he took off the fire-making object from the backrest, and then went to the top of the mountain to find a pile of dead branches, which started a fire in the stone furnace.

A thick smoke rose from the top of the mountain.

The top of the snow-capped mountain that has been silent for hundreds of years has been there for the first time.

Seeing that it was already evening, everyone at the foot of the mountain could no longer hold back.

How can this white horse conference continue?

If they don’t come down, can we wait for them in the Snow Temple?
To be continued...