I have been a saint in the world for three thousand years

Time flies, and it's snowing season again.

The entire capital city was wrapped in silver. Snowflakes fluttered lightly down, covering the bluestone roads and red walls and green tiles, like a scene in a painting.

Fuzhen Temple is also covered with snow, and crystal clear icicles hang from the branches, like jade trees and branches.

However, Yan Xiu's courtyard was full of spring.

Under the Jianmu tree, a little girl was practicing boxing slowly and leisurely.

Her rosy cheeks were like ripe apples, and her big black eyes sparkled with cleverness.

Two little braids appeared under the furry hat, swaying with her movements, making her look particularly playful.

Her petite body, clad in heavy winter clothes, and her methodical movements made her look very adorable.

Qing'er completed the last move of the boxing technique, and then slowly exhaled a breath of cold air.

Then she ran to Yan Xiu with excitement, raised her hand and said crisply: "Report to Master, Qing'er has finished today's homework, can we go out and play?"

Yan Xiu rubbed her head and smiled lovingly, "Go ahead."

Qing'er cheered, pushed open the gate with her short legs, and plunged into the snowdrift.

Then she stuck her butt out and hurriedly made a small snowman, holding it in her hands and ran straight into the temple.

During the six months at Fuzhen Temple, Yan Xiu used his spiritual power to suppress the coldness in Qing'er's body every day, which finally allowed her to live like a normal person.

Due to this influence, Qing'er has a natural sense of dependence on Yan Xiu, second only to her own mother.

Yan Xiu also customized a cultivation method for Qing'er, which was specifically tailored for her Xuanyin Bingpo Taoist body. There is only one such method in the world.

After practicing this technique, Qing'er can not only gradually control the coldness emanating from her body, but when she reaches perfection, she can even use it as easily as with her own arms, which becomes a great help to her.

In just half a year, Qing'er has already approached the realm of the upper third level of transformation. The speed is shocking.

Even Helian Cheng of that time seemed to pale in front of Qing'er. After all, she was only a four-year-old child with a promising future.

Yan Xiu stepped out of the courtyard and came to the edge of the cliff to look out.

The sect was bustling with activity; Qing'er's arrival seemed to have livened up the entire Fuzhen Temple.

Not only did Taoist Mingxu love her almost as if she were his own granddaughter, but Helian Cheng also obeyed her in everything.

All the disciples treated her like the apple of their eye, protecting her like the apple of their eye, holding her in their hands for fear of dropping her, and holding her in their mouths for fear of her melting.

Ji Yun just stared at the scene infatuatedly, and tears flowed out of her eyes unconsciously. After all, she had never thought that she and Qing'er would have this day.

Looking at Qing'er playing and frolicking with everyone in the snow, Yan Xiu's brows slightly frowned.

Now, every three days Yan Xiu would take action to suppress the coldness in Qing'er's body, but by the next time he suppressed it, the intensity of the coldness would be much stronger.

It’s not that it was beyond his control, but Yan Xiu discovered that Qing’er’s physique was even stronger than he expected.

This does not mean that one day Yan Xiu cannot be suppressed.

With Yan Xiu's strength, it was easy to suppress the outbreak of cold air. His only worry was that Qing'er's body would not be able to bear it one day.

Now Qing'er's body is like a wooden barrel, and her cultivation level represents the wooden boards, and the raging cold air is the water that keeps overflowing.

If the water overflows faster than the speed at which the planks are added, then the water will overflow the barrel in large quantities.

The final outcome also means that Qing'er will be attacked by the cold air, and even Yan Xiu will be powerless to stop it.

Therefore, Yan Xiu could only keep an eye on Qing'er's changes to prevent her from being attacked by the coldness in her body.

At this time, Zhu Miao walked over slowly and handed the letter in his hand to Yan Xiu.

"Dao Zun, this is the letter sent back by the fleet."

After the two treasure ships, Yunxiang and Talan, were launched, it took less than a month to form a fleet and start sailing to the Mohai Sea.

When Bai Rongrong learned that Qingluan came from the Mohai Sea, she asked Yan Xiu to let her go out to sea with the fleet.

Yan Xiu did not refuse. After all, he also wanted to know what kind of world existed outside the sea.

Now, half a year has passed, and the first letter from the fleet has finally been sent back.

Along with the letters were sent back various rare items from the desert.

Several large boxes were filled with items such as agarwood, pearls, agate, coral, spices, and even many rare and exotic animals were sent up.

Unlike Zhu Miao who seemed slightly excited, Yan Xiu had already seen these things in his previous life and was not very interested in them, so he let Zhu Miao and the disciples in the temple divide them up.

The letter that Bai Rongrong sent back said that the fleet sailed on the sea for nearly half a month before finally seeing the first island.

There are not only the Yuan Dynasty's fleet on the island, but also many ships from other dynasties.

This place is closest to the land and is a port for many fleets to transit and replenish supplies.

The fleet then sailed for more than a month and arrived at the second island.

On the island, they exchanged Yuan's silk, tea and other items for the island's specialties, such as corals.

Looking back, I saw the island again every few days and wrote a lot about it.

Although Bai Rongrong is at an extraordinary level, it is also her first time going out to sea, so she couldn't help but say too much.

At the end of the letter, Bai Rongrong wrote that as the fleet gradually went deeper into the desert sea, future letters might not be able to be sent back to the Yuan Dynasty for several months or even a year, so please don't worry.

With her around, the fleet will be safe.

After reading the letter, Yan Xiu put it away, returned to his courtyard, sat cross-legged under the Jianmu tree, and began to comprehend the meaning of the Tiandun sword.

After all, this technique is extremely mysterious and worth his time.

...

In the 31st year of Zhenghe, a remarkable event happened at the beginning of spring.

The second Tiangang realm master of the Yuan Dynasty was born.

When everyone first heard the rumor, they all guessed which disciple of Fuzhen Temple it was.

After all, Fuzhen Temple is not only a state religion, but also a holy place for martial arts, and everyone takes it for granted.

When the exact news spread, everyone was shocked.

Because the one who broke through the Tiangang realm was not a disciple of Fuzhen Temple, but the second person who broke through the Tianyuan realm in the Yuan Dynasty, Cang Jian Xu Zhiqing!

The whole country was in an uproar when the news came out.

They never imagined that Xu Zhiqing would be so extraordinary that he would become the second warrior in the Yuan Dynasty to break through to the Tiangang realm.

Yuan Ge's existence is no longer a secret, and people in the martial arts world naturally count him among them.

It is said that Xu Zhiqing sat on a huge rock by the Langhai Lake for ten whole years until his enemies came to seek revenge.

That day, the sun was covered by dark clouds, the waves were huge at the seaside, and the wind was howling.

Xu Zhiqing killed eleven Tianyuan realm enemies with just one sword.

Afterwards, the sword energy continued to move forward, breaking through the huge waves that were more than ten feet high.

For a moment, the vast sea surface was torn open by the sword energy, and the two flows did not merge for a long time.

That day, Xu Zhiqing finally glimpsed the true meaning of Tiangang Realm and joined this group.

Later, people all called him Guanhaizangjian Xu Zhiqing.