Chapter 108: Frost Moon

Before twelve years old, my life was smooth.
The qualification of a fire-based single spirit root is a mortal cultivation genius.
I have always been the pride of my parents and the hope of revitalization of the entire clan.
However, that year, I was named the "hearth tripod", and since then, I was dragged from the sky into the abyss.
The Yuan family is just a third-class family of self-cultivation, occupying a foothold at the foot of the mountain. There is a Jindan period ancestor and several elders in the foundation period. It is also a good force in the nearby family-of course In front of those large sects, it is not worth mentioning, let alone the five super sects that divide the world.
Shou Chengshan's sphere of influence is all under the name of Langzong-this is a middle gate, and an ancestor of the late Yuanying period sits in the town. In this area, it can be said that he will rule the king.
Originally, with my qualifications, Mo was said to be the Florentine sect, and even the large sects were also visited. The people also had high hopes for me, but all the good expectations were broken relentlessly. I want to create a happy life for the rebirth of Liangzhu from another world.
Hehe, it sounds good to be good, but the essence is to make him a stove.
I know that I have a good skin, and I am even the best among women who can maintain their beauty, but I know better that the reason I will be accepted as a furnace tripod is that my clan only belongs to the third class and did not speak in Shoucheng Mountain Room.
This is the cruel practice of the realm of cultivation. Females are often less capable than men of the same qualifications, and beautiful females are more difficult to escape into the ranks of high-level monks.
Why do I have a proud qualification, but I do n’t have a chance to practice well, but I have to be at the mercy of others?
Just because I do n’t have the backing clan power to back it up, nor the strength to say no to power.
Before the age of twelve, I was the genius girl Yuan Qiongshuang, who carried countless hopes; after the age of twelve, I was a furnace tripod ordered by the master of Langzong.
I thought this was my life ... But when I was almost desperate, I heard a message-Chonghua Sword School, the head of the five major schools of cultivation, the super gate that teaches people can only look up to. Come to Shou Chengshan to accept the disciples.
I think this is an opportunity-the only opportunity for me to get rid of the fate of the furnace tripod.
On the day that Chonghua arrived at the gate of Langluo Zongshan, I stunned the four gas and five-layer guards outside the door and slipped out.
Due to the power of the Florentine Sect, the tribe easily compromised, and even their parents did not dare to say a word.
When the ancestors of the Jindan period sent four elite members of the clan for refining five levels of the clan to guard me until I and the queen sent them to Langluo, I clearly realized the fact that I was abandoned by the clan.
Fortunately, I also know how to hide and clumsy. With the magic weapon that I accidentally bought in the hands of a casual repairman, I have cultivated myself in the third layer of gas refining. In fact, I have broken through the eight layers of gas refining. How can the wandering waste stop me?
I successfully knocked down the two goalkeepers who were on the level of gas. I was carefully mixed in the crowd—the attention and fear of the super gates made the entire Langkawi sect almost come out and waited on the large performance martial arts field. Commanded, this also gave me the opportunity.
I looked at the group of white-clothed people on the high platform and looked forward to it.
There is no force to suppress the practice of the audience, but it can make the teachings of Langluo Zong bow and kneel. This is the strength of the first gate.
There were more than a thousand children in the field, most of them were disciples of the Florentine School, and the rest were children sent by other Xiaozongmen and Xiuzhen Clan—the messenger of Chonghua came suddenly, the requirements were even more vague, and he only said that he chose eight School-age children between the age of fifteen years of age, but without restrictions on qualifications and attributes, completely violate the criteria for selecting disciples by the main gate.
Although it is not clear, it is not important to these cultivation schools and families, but it is Chonghua school! The first door in the world! Even if you go in to be an outside disciple who scatters tea, it is a glory that most people ca n’t earn by breaking their heads. Besides, depending on this posture, it is also an insider's personal pass!
I looked at the enthusiasm in the eyes of these elders and seniors who were dismissive of anyone, but just wanted to sneer: It was ugly to the extreme ...
"This is the order of the head, and the selection of qualified people is included in the door. All children of Chengshan age can participate in the election. Just press their hands on this test spirit ball." One of the white people kept it. Said the and beautiful Monk loudly.
When I saw him throw it away, a clear crystal ball grew in the wind, and it landed on the ground until a five-year-old child was so tall.
Then the children began to step forward one by one of the elders behind them.
Most of these children have been able to draw gas into the body, and a few have reached the second level of gas refining, and a few half-old teenagers are the third level of gas refining. Such qualifications are already extremely dangerous and passion among ordinary monks: VIP VIP lover.
However, after screening nearly a hundred people, the crystal ball did not react at all—seeing the expression of the man in white seemed to be used to it.
Do they want to find better qualified children in the door?
There was a thrill in my heart: if I was just talking about qualifications, I believe that all the children present were not as good as me—the monks of Shan Linggen, but there was no one in all, searching all over Shoushan, it was no more than five. Children, I'm alone.
I thought over and over again, but I still did n’t want to recognize the fate of the furnace tripod instead of betting on it. Instead of betting once, even if I was caught and punished severely afterwards, I also recognized that the left and right are just death. Is it better than being a furnace tripod? Is it painful?
I was too young to be hesitant, and I didn't want to hesitate anymore. The children in front of me rushed towards the crystal ball, with a somewhat disregarded posture.
The people of Langkawi spotted me immediately, and there were a few monks who were going to come up to intercept me, but when they saw that the white monk flicked his sleeves lightly, it was harder for them to stay in place, and I was able to run To the crystal ball.
I took a deep breath, looked up at him, but saw that he nodded to me, which meant encouragement.
As soon as my heart was hot, my hands stuck the test ball—
One breath, two breaths ... After a while, the crystal ball didn't react at all.
My heart fell straight to the bottom of the sea, and I couldn't help it: how, how? With my qualifications, isn't it enough? Could this test ball be broken?
I thought like this, as if grabbing the last straw for life, hoping to look at the monk in white on the high platform, but met his regretful look.
"Well ... next." His regret was just a moment, but he didn't cling to it anymore.
I was stuck in place, and I didn't know how to move--the monk at the base of Langkauz came towards me aggressively, and I could almost imagine my miserable end.
"Why, why ... I'm not willing ..." I bowed my head, unwilling to let myself look desperate and weak.
At this moment, a soft and gentle voice sounded, like a distant, clear voice as if whispering in the ear: "Slow."
When I looked up arrogantly, I saw that the thinnest figure in the white clothes stood in front of people, clearly a shorter head than that of the monk, but there was no sense of cowardice.
Eyebrows are clear and dusty, and the figure is as clear as a moon. It is hard to teach people to look away.
There is a bandit gentleman who is so eager to learn, and so meticulous as to grind ... This person, who blurs his age and his gender, is too beautiful to describe in words.
Once upon a time, I dismissed the word love at first sight; now and now, I see this person before I believe.
Seeing Qing Qing mistaken for life.
Even if it is a chase of moths, I am just as happy.
Because of that man's words, I was taken back to Chonghua Sword School.
Starting from the lowest disciples in gray clothes, it took me only half a year to enter Qingyunyuan in the inner door.
I have never been slack, and I have never been in the limelight, and I have cultivated with all my heart, only to one day be able to see that person again.
From spring to autumn, I don't know how many times of cold and heat, I finally put on a white coat.
With my talent on Dan Dao, I was accepted as an autobiography by Elder Kong Yangzi. At the ceremony, I saw her as she wished.
It turned out that I should call her sister.
Her height is a little taller, her eyebrows are more beautiful, and her temperament is more ethereal. Only the smile on the corner of her mouth is the same as that of the latest chapter invincible.
She looked at me peacefully and indifferently, as if looking at a stranger. I felt a pain in my heart, but I could only secretly feel sad and couldn't easily appear in front of people.
To her, it was just a hand-raising task, how could she think that there is such a girl who remembers her for so many years?
I worked hard, practiced the alchemy desperately, and asked my master to send him to the main peak, Gu Hongfeng.
When she took the elixir and smiled at me, as if the whole world had a color.
"Thank you, sister." She touched my bun, and my face quickly burned, but my heart was a little cold: She looked at my eyes, clearly looking at a young child.
But I'm already late.
Every time, while the master is retreating, I will sneak to the mountain behind Gu Hongfeng-that's where she practiced her sword.
My master Kong Yangzi is famous for Dan Tao. What he doesn't know is his original set of hidden exercises, which is unparalleled in the world, even the masters of the Mahayana period are difficult to distinguish.
With his true biography, I can go in and out of Chonghua arbitrarily. As long as I do not touch the prohibition, no one can find my existence.
I like hiding in the branches best, watching her sword dancing silently.
It's hard to imagine that she is such a gentle and gentle person, and the natal sword is a wide-body wide-backed sword.
However, whenever she danced with her sword, the sword was rushing towards me, and I seemed to see an unstoppable and unstoppable sacred soldier coming out of the sheath.
She is a born swordsman.
Her eyes did not stop for anyone.
I thought there would be no other existence in her eyes than not killing.
But soon I found out that I was wrong.
She will also smile and flower like an ordinary girl, she will also be shy and angry, she will stare with the soft eyes like water, and tolerate with helpless sighs, all this is to another girl -Not me.
I know that girl named Leng Yan is a magic repair.
On beauty, she is worse than me.
But in that person's heart, I can never compare to her.
In her heart, I am her most beloved sister, but she is only sister.
I would still sneak into the back mountain of Gu Hongfeng while Master was retreating, but I watched silently and never showed up.
I knew she wouldn't belong to me-but just looking at her, I was content.
After finishing the Dan, I put on the mask made by the Demon Bead, and since then I have covered my face, and buried the extravagance deeply in my heart-I hope that only she can see my true face in this world.
The prayer in my heart, a petal by petal, formed a flower, but it was in full bloom but no one sniffed ... Only in the silence, withered alone.
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ps: In fact, this article is not a serious text, many concepts have been deliberately obscured by me, and I strive to get rid of funny, but some of the rules and hierarchies related to the field of cultivation are outside the background of this article, which belong to the background frame of orthodox cultivation. An cp-free female major in real-life upgrades, Elder Yuan and Xiaorou will also come out for soy sauce ~~ Stay tuned ~~ 2k novel reading network