Fairy Desire

After coming out of the God of War platform, Meng Xiang put away the God of War platform and the copper box, left the underground secret room, returned to his room, and fell asleep soundly.

Even though he had a touch of inspiration before hitting the sealing stone that sealed the "Great Wuxiang Demon Art", which gave him a little more understanding of Wulou's real body cultivation, and also strengthened his body to a certain extent, But the sealing stone that can seal the "Great Formless Demon Art" is really difficult to deal with.

He acted very relaxed in front of Hongxue and Motong, but in fact many things were not as simple as what his eyes saw. That seemingly light punch actually consumed all the strength in his whole body.

After that punch, his whole body felt as if his bones had been pumped out. He was weak and weak, and every part of his body was extremely uncomfortable. If it was an ordinary person, he would have wailed incessantly.

Meng Xiang slept for three days at a stretch. When he got up, apart from feeling a strong sense of hunger, his body no longer felt any discomfort. On the contrary, he was full of powerful strength, even stronger than before.

He smiled, he knew that he had finally touched some mysteries of Wu Leu's real body.According to his physical condition at the time, it would take at least ten and a half months for an ordinary person to recover to his peak condition, but he could recover as before with a short rest, and his body was adjusted and strengthened.

Meng Xiang walked out of the room and came to the yard. It was snowing heavily outside, as if someone scattered countless velvets from the sky, so looking at the heavy snow in front of him did not give people a feeling of coldness, on the contrary, it would There was an inexplicable warmth.

In the middle of the yard, Yan Shi was practicing his sword.I saw a white light with a radius of Zhang Xu rolling continuously, and I could no longer see the slightest figure of Yan Shi, but the snowflakes flying around him were not disturbed much, and the flight path hardly changed.

Slightly nodding his head, Meng Xiang showed a satisfied smile on his face: Yan Shi has grasped the essence of "Night Fighting Eight Directions" and displayed almost all of its defensive power.

Maybe he sensed Meng Xiang's presence, or maybe he just finished practicing his saber technique, Meng Xiang had just arrived in the yard with less than a cup of tea, Yan Shi put away his saber and stood up, and then walked towards him quickly.

"Brother Meng, are you awake? Is there any discomfort?"

Meng Xiang patted Yan Shi on the shoulder and laughed: "Shitou, you underestimate me too much. My body is so good, how could something go wrong?"

"It's fine. Oh, that's right. Brother Meng, I haven't seen you practicing swordsmanship for a long time. Why don't you practice it a few times now. I can get some enlightenment by watching it. I seem to have encountered The bottleneck, no matter how much you practice, your progress will not be obvious."

Meng Xiang pondered for a while, then said: "Okay then. I'll practice twice. It's been a few days since I practiced, so I don't know if I'm unfamiliar."

"Great. I'll get you a knife right now." Yan Shi cheered and ran into the room.

After a while, Yan Shi walked over with a long knife in his hand, his face slightly surprised: "Brother Meng, you... why is your knife so much heavier than before?"

"Really?" Meng Xiang was a little confused, took the long knife casually, and weighed it, "It's not heavy. Stone, do you feel wrong?"

"My feeling is wrong? I..." Yan Shi shook his head resolutely, but he seemed to think of something, "Maybe? After all, I haven't taken a knife for Brother Meng for a long time."

Meng Xiang nodded slightly, and stopped worrying about the weight of the knife, grabbed the handle of the knife with his left hand, and walked towards the middle of the courtyard amidst the heavy snow.

Standing still in the middle of the yard, Meng Xiang slowly raised the long knife in front of him, gently grasped the handle of the knife with his right hand, and pulled the long knife out of the scabbard with extremely gentle movements.At this time, he also discovered the difference in the blade.

Originally, the blade of the long knife was dull and dull, with yellow-brown rust spots, but now it was like a pool of autumn water, clear and bright, just like the sky after a summer rain.

Has Zhan really changed?Meng Xiang was slightly stunned when he saw the appearance of Chang Dao Zhan, but he quickly put the idea of ​​exploring its changes behind him.

With a light flick of the wrist, the scabbard flew straight out and landed on a table a few feet away.Not only did the scabbard not disturb the flight path of a single snowflake during its flight, but even when it landed on the table, it was extremely soft and peaceful, without splashing a little snow.

Meng Xiang stood with the knife in both hands, motionless, as if he had turned into a statue.At this time, the heavy snow is even heavier, and each piece will be half the size of a palm. Stirred by the stronger north wind, it will fly all over the sky, making everything in the world foggy, and they seem to have finally climbed up. Although the high-ranking people wanted to stay in the air, they had to fall back to the ground in the end and were trampled into mud.

Suddenly, Meng Xiang moved, and the long knife in his hand shot out countless small cold lights, like a pool of moonlight crushed by the breeze at night, sad and beautiful.At the same time, the snowflakes within three feet of him were completely turned into fine snow powder, as if finely ground flour was thrown into the air.

Before the snowflakes chopped by the light of the knife fell, the long knife was already flying in Meng Xiang's hand.At that moment, the long knife seemed to have life, and it was no longer controlled by Meng Xiang, and it cooperated with Meng Xiang to play a magnificent movement together - Blizzard's Mad Song.

In fact, after Meng Xiang chopped all the snowflakes around his body into powder, other snowflakes never entered within five feet of his body.But in Yan Shi's eyes, it was another scene. Meng Xiang seemed to be the core of the entire blizzard, because the blizzard he encountered was the most violent and crazy.

Of course, what Yan Shi saw was an illusion, the so-called snowflakes around Meng Xiang's body were actually formed by his saber energy.Because he has touched the essence of Blizzard, the saber flower he danced already has the charm of Blizzard, so Yan Shi misunderstood it.

At this time, if someone boldly bullied Meng Xiang and entered the blizzard artificially created by others, he would definitely be turned into a powder smaller than dust in an instant.

Slowly, Meng Xiang's saber technique has undergone new changes again. Those saber lights that are completely comparable to Blizzard suddenly gather together, wrapping the long saber, and turning it into a long saber that is several feet long and as thick as a human waist. The white horse appears and disappears in the storm, just like a silver dragon playing in the snow.

After a while, the silver dragon seemed to be angry and danced crazily. Its silhouette was all over the sky, as if it wanted to tear everything that blocked it into pieces without mercy.

At this time, in addition to the howling wind, there was a rolling sound of wind and thunder in Yan Shi's ears, just like the thunder before the summer storm, low, rolling over the ground, although not very loud, but people can't help Terrified.

Yan Shi suppressed the throbbing in his heart, gathered his gaze, and looked at Meng Xiang seriously.His keen eyes helped him, he saw that the white horse stretched out from the long knife, and where it passed, not only the snowflakes were crushed, but also the strong wind like a fierce horse tore into pieces.

But the crushed snow and the torn wind did not dissipate, they were all attracted by the light of the sword extended by the long knife, which made it bigger and bigger, and its momentum became more and more explosive. , In the end, the power it radiated made him unable to stand up, and he retreated step by step, as if there was a huge hand with incomparable strength pushing him.

When Yanshi was about two feet away from the house, the house was already making creaking and moaning sounds, as if it couldn't bear the pressure from the long knife and was on the verge of collapsing.

Just when Yan Shi really thought that Meng Xiang would crush their house into pieces, Meng Xiang suddenly let out a short low cry.Accompanied by the sound, he raised the long knife high and slashed fiercely at the boundless sky.

At that moment, Yan Shi seemed to have an illusion. He seemed to really see a silver dragon soaring into the sky from Meng Xiang's hand, and vaguely heard a melodious and clear dragon chant.

When the silver dragon reached a height of about [-] zhang, a dazzling white light burst out suddenly, and the tightly illuminated eyes were pale.After he regained his eyesight, he saw a strange scene: a hole with a radius of more than [-] feet appeared above the yard, and there was not a single snowflake in it.

Yan Shi stared blankly at the sky, until Meng Xiang came over and patted him on the shoulder, then he woke up with a start.But until they entered the house, he would secretly look at the sky from time to time, because the hole above the yard seemed to be supported by some force, and it hadn't shrunk for a long time. Disappeared without a trace.

The next time will be the severe winter in the true sense. The entire Maple Town has been sealed off, and the townspeople are not allowed to go out.In fact, no one wants to go out. Every now and then, there will be heavy snow all over the sky. Not only can they not tell the direction, but the snow on the ground has reached several feet deep, which is extremely dangerous, not to mention that they may encounter ferocious beasts looking for food.

In addition to the heavy snow and ferocious beasts, what is even more terrifying is the cold wave. Once encountered, it is absolutely close to death.

Suddenly, a white streak appeared on the horizon, with no end in sight at both ends. From a distance, it looked like a rising tide.As the distance approached, the thicker and thicker white mark made a rumbling sound, like a boulder rolling down from the top of a mountain.

When it was still ten or twenty miles away from Maple Town, people could already see its appearance clearly. It was almost exactly the same as a raging sea wave, snow-white, rolling and roaring, but its height was beyond the reach of any sea wave. Incomparable, the height is hundreds of feet high.

As the cold wave is getting closer, not only the ears of the residents of Maple Town are filled with the sound of rumbling thunder, but they can also clearly feel the ground trembling, like a group of giants as tall as mountains running towards the town. Come on, get ready to crush the town to pieces.

Yan Shi, who saw the cold wave for the first time, was pale when faced with this natural wonder, and although he tried his best to keep calm, his hands still trembled involuntarily.

Meng Xiang didn't laugh at him. In his previous life, when he saw the cold wave for the first time, his performance was worse than his. His hands trembled and his legs shook like chaff, and he could hardly support his body.

When the cold wave was about to directly collide with Fengshu Town, and the maple tree in the center of the town hadn't stretched out its shield, Meng Xiang's expression suddenly changed slightly, he grabbed Yan Shi's shoulders, and jumped onto the roof, letting him Stand with yourself facing the direction of the coming cold wave.