The #1 Pretty Boy of the Immortal Path

Lin Shu moved his hand closer and pressed it against the ice coffin.

This time, he clearly felt the cold aura flowing in his body, traveling through every inch of the meridian, passing through many large and small cycles.

It's cold, but familiar.

For many days and nights in the previous life, such cold spiritual power circulated continuously in his meridians.

At that time, I didn't feel cold, but now I realized that it was so cold after getting used to the mortal body.

In his previous life, he didn't have anything he liked to eat, because the dishes tasted like they all tasted the same; there was no music he liked, and everything was in his ears, but it was just some monotonous ups and downs.

But now he knows that the roast duck in Jiangzhou is delicious, the fish soup cooked by the aunt is delicious, and the young lady's flute is very beautiful.

Lin Shu let go of the ice coffin, feeling a little dazed for a moment.

He turned his head to look at the vast snow field all around, the distant mountains were covered with fog, the fine snow was flying, and the top and bottom were white.

He seems to have seen this before.

What I saw in that mirror was also a snowfield.

However, the snowfields in the world are roughly similar, and it is not certain that they are the same piece.

He didn't know how to get out, so he walked forward, and while walking, he recalled everything that happened just now.

Jiange's mentality, Jiange's spiritual power.

Previously, after he ate Juling Pill, he also ran it in his body, without exception, it was very cold, and then he lost consciousness to everything around him.

He remembered his previous life.

I was bullied at school, and I didn't know how I felt, it was always uncomfortable, so I buried myself in the quilt in a daze.

The master came in and said, disciple, what's wrong with you, why didn't you practice your sword today.

He said that he didn't want to practice swords.

Master said, the sword still needs to be practiced.

He said, I don't want to live.

Master said, if you are alive, you still have to live.

He thought for a while and said, why am I different from them.

Master asked who they were.

He said it was his classmate.

The master said, they are just a group of mortals, and mortals are ignorant, so there is no need to argue with them.

He said, there is nothing special about me either.

The master said, you are different, you have a sword.

He said, I still feel bad.

Master sighed, apprentice, you are not in a stable state of mind, and it happens that you can recognize a lot of characters now, it is time to learn from our Jiange mentality.

He said, if I learn the mental method, I won't feel uncomfortable.

The master said, naturally, Jiange's mentality is clear and transparent. After you learn it, you will no longer care about ordinary people.

He said, good.

I learned it, and from then on, besides practicing swords, memorizing sword manuals, and walking around the sky every day, there is another vest method.

After reciting a lot, I can't help but use it when exhaling and exhaling, and it is also very different when drawing the sword.

The master stroked his beard and said with a smile, disciple, you are talented and intelligent, and your mind has been formed.

He said, oh.

Don't you feel uncomfortable after practicing the mental method?

Lin Shu thought about it carefully, and felt that it was indeed not uncomfortable.

Thousands of faces in the world, whether laughing, crying, caring, or mocking, are just changes in the shape of eyes, ears, mouth and nose, and it seems to have no effect on him.

Later, in junior high school, high school, and university, those people gradually grew up and understood some truths, but they never took the initiative to bully him.

He has lived in peace with this world for many years. He practiced hard in the sect, but outside, he strictly abided by his duties as a mortal. His days were calm and his cultivation was unhindered.

Lin Shu suddenly thought, if, if he recovered his cultivation base, when the cold spiritual power circulated endlessly around his body again——

Will he go back to the way he was in his previous life?

He looked up at the sky.

On the gray sky, there are fine pieces of white snow falling on the ends of hair or eyes.

He seemed to get some kind of cold metaphor from the silent distant mountains and white snow, and suddenly understood something, and his heart was full of blank sadness.

The snow field is not big, it was originally a kind of illusion, and Lin Shu came to an end after walking a few hundred steps.

At the end was a gray void, he tried to walk into the void, and then returned to the real world with a flicker of his mind, still holding the Zhezhu posture.

Guozi opened his eyes at some point: "You are in a daze, did Zhezhu talk to you?"

Lin Shu said: "Yes."

Guozi's eyes lit up, and he asked, "Is Zhezhu pretty?"

Lin Shu: "I didn't see the face clearly."

Guozi said: "A beautiful sword has a beautiful face."

After finishing speaking, Guozi moved her body to one side of the bed, patted the quilt, and said, "Let's sleep."

Lin Shu responded, took off his coat and lay down.

Guo Guo rolled towards him, resting his head on his chest, and reached out to grab his sleeve.

Lin Shu asked, "Don't you hate men?"

Guozi snorted, and said, "Lin Shu isn't really annoying either."

Lin Shu smiled.

After Guozi finished, she closed her eyes and planned to sleep.

Lin Shu stretched out his arms to hug Guo Guo, looked at that pretty little face, and felt that things like children were cute.

The ups and downs of his and Xiao Shao's lives are reflected in Guo Zi.

Most people in the world are acquaintances, engaged, married, having children, and divorced.

He and Xiao Shao were engaged, met, divorced, and had children.

After thinking wildly for a while, he also closed his eyes and tried to fall asleep, but he had something on his mind, and it took a long time before he fell asleep, and he didn't sleep well. He had a lot of messy dreams, dreamed of many things, Miss, Xiao Shao, Guozi, Even the students in the academy.

Half dreaming and half awake, he thought, in his previous life, he rarely dreamed.

After finishing another dream, Lin Shu vaguely felt someone standing beside the bed, so he opened his eyes.

At this time, he was hugging Guozi, who was still fast asleep. He raised his head with a light movement and looked at the bedside.

——and met Xiao Shao's gaze.

Although it was impossible to see his expression clearly through the mask, Lin Shu felt that Xiao Shao's eyes at this time were very gentle.

He gently let go of the fruit, but the fruit hummed and did not wake up.

He got up and got out of bed, Xiao Shao had already taken the clothes, helped him put them on, and stretched out his hands to go under his arms in a logical manner, fastened the belt, and a series of movements were done with ease, as if he had done it many times—in fact, it was also Did it many times.

Lin Shu couldn't help wondering if Xiao Shao wasn't by his side one day, would he be able to maintain a normal life.

After leaving the room, Xiao Shao said, "We are here."

Lin Shu: "How is it outside?"

Xiao Shao said: "There is no change."

They walked out of Qingmingdongtian.

On the border, the cold wind blows.

Jubeiguan stands majestically, with solid walls and tight defenses, as if it were an unshakable giant.

In the wind, the shouts of soldiers practicing in the pass could be heard in the distance. There was no great witch, and there was no Beixia army.

They took a few steps forward.

At this moment, the situation suddenly changed!

Lin Shu turned his head suddenly, and saw a thick black barrier suddenly raised at the place they left just now!

The barrier seems to be composed of dark fog, and it is not limited to this place.

All directions, at this moment, are simultaneously shrouded in this black mist!

It was as if a pitch-black iron pot held the world, and everything around it suddenly became dark.

On the city wall of Jubeiguan, there was the sound of orderly and rapid footsteps. Under this obviously abnormal situation, thousands of soldiers climbed onto the city wall, armed with crossbows or artillery, to guard against possible enemies.

The atmosphere was like a taut bowstring, the world was silent, and then, from an unknown direction, perhaps from all directions, there was a sudden sound of regular footsteps.

At the same time, a voice sounded.

The voice was cold and deep, slightly hoarse, with a strange accent.

——It was the voice of the Great Witch.

"I have never intended to be an enemy of Nan Xia." Da Wu's tone was very light, as if he was sighing, "However, the current situation forced me to do so."

The guard on the tower shouted loudly: "Thief, what do you want to do!"

At this moment, the big witch finally appeared.

No one can tell how he appeared, as if a group of people suddenly appeared right in front of the tower.

Four hideous living dead with blood-red skin carried a gray-white seat with extremely gorgeous carvings, the texture of which seemed to be bones.

Four black-robed wizards stood by, and the person on the seat was wearing a dark purple and black robe. From Lin Shu's perspective, his face could not be seen.

"I don't want to do anything." The big witch said softly: "Please general, send a letter to Jinguan City... Within three days, please His Majesty Nanxia present a book to me. "Lonely", "Everything is in Me", "Imagination "Truth" and "The Whale Drinks and Swallows the Sea" are indispensable, and the rest can be given if you wish."

The general did not speak, but made a gesture.

A long horn sounded from the city, and there was a chilling rhythm among them.

The sound of the trumpet means, let's fight!

Dawu sighed lightly.

There seemed to be some strange fluctuations in the air, and Lin Shu opened his eyes wide.

The next moment, piercing screams sounded!

On the city wall, the bodies of the soldiers exploded!

Blood splashed down, and half of the city wall was stained red with blood.

"I didn't say everything, it's my fault. General, please add something," the big witch said softly, "After one day, ten cities will be slaughtered."