Legend of Douluo, the god of snow

Chapter 1 Introduction
In the last years of the Ming Dynasty, King Li Chuang rebelled against the Ming Dynasty, and the Manchu Qing Dynasty stared at the Central Plains outside.The people live in poverty, and the perennial melee has greatly reduced the population of the Central Plains.In order to escape the flames of war, millions of people migrated to the south one after another. In this picture, various cultures are blended and mixed. Countless masters took advantage of this situation to compose countless shocking exercises, each of which formed its own school.

Bashu has been known as the Land of Abundance since ancient times.As the largest city in the west, the cliffs are extremely steep, making it difficult for ordinary people to walk.

There has always been a title that the road to Shu is difficult, and it is difficult to go to the blue sky.

But the steep cliffs and majestic mountains are naturally a good place for various sects to establish their careers.Among them, the most famous ones are Tang Sect and Xiaoyao Sect.

The sect of the Xiaoyao Sect is built on a high mountain. If you want to climb up, you can only pass through the rocks on the high mountain.

But who would have thought?On this high mountain piercing into the sky, are there many grand palaces?

Outside the palace, a young man stood on a flat training ground. He stood with a sword in his hands, and the long sword behind his back had ancient flowers and shone with a faint yellow light.

"Big brother, big brother, it's not good!" A young man in white casual clothes ran in hastily, his mouth was panting heavily, his chest heaved violently, as if he had experienced something terrible Things are normal.

The young man standing inside frowned, as if he hated the quiet atmosphere being broken.But when he heard the anxious shouts of outsiders, he couldn't help being a little curious, and turned around slowly.

I saw that he was tall and tall, and his skin was as white as jade, but he didn't look pitiful, but gave people a feeling of being unpredictable.The facial features are well-defined and deep, like Greek sculptures, and the dark and deep icy eyes appear wild, unrestrained, evil and sexy.His three-dimensional facial features are as handsome as a knife, and his whole body exudes a majestic kingly air, and the corners of his mouth are slightly raised, revealing a smile.

He was dressed in a white robe, which looked noble and majestic. At the same time, there were one or two small sachets hanging around his waist, giving people a charming taste.A white turban was wrapped around his Emei, and on the turban were written two big square characters, Happy!Two long gowns were hanging down from his hands, which were as white as jade. In his hand, he held a jade pendant that symbolized his status, shining brightly from time to time.

"What's the matter? What's the matter in such a hurry!" The man opened his mouth lightly, and his soft tone before became severe in an instant.

"I don't dare, but there is something really important." The disciple outside instantly bowed down and said respectfully. At the same time, his whole body was trembling, as if he was afraid of something?
The man looked him up and down and asked with interest. "What is it that made our Xiaoyao Sect disciples panic like this?"

"Report to Eldest Brother that people from the Tang Sect are arresting Tang San, saying that they want to punish him on the spot, so as to purify the sect!" The disciple wiped the cold sweat from his brow, said respectfully, and at the same time glanced at him quietly glance.He naturally knew what relationship Tang San had with this person in front of him, they were brothers.Just a few decades ago, the man in front of me was accepted as a closed disciple by the head of the Xiaoyao Sect because of his aptitude for practicing kung fu and his amazing bones. Known as the next leader of the Xiaoyao faction.

And Tang San's aptitude was not bad, but he was accidentally taken in by the Tang Sect. He had served them diligently for decades, but because of the Tang Sect's strict requirements, he was still an outer disciple.

Although it is said that they belong to two factions, blood is thicker than water after all, how could he not be angry when he heard the news that Tang San was hunted down?
As he expected, the original indifferent expression on the man's face disappeared instantly, followed by endless anger.He was really angry, clenched his hands tightly, trembling slightly, his chest heaving violently.

There was an unstoppable rage in his eyes, like a raging beast.He clenched his fists and gritted his teeth.

"Okay, what a Tang Sect! Dare to touch my brother?"

The angry expression on the man's face gradually disappeared, followed by a chill all over his face, "If something happens to Tang San today, I, Tang Le, will slaughter you all!"

He turned his head and looked at his disciple with a cold expression, "Master is still in seclusion, and the elders have all gone out to practice. The whole Xiaoyao faction listens to my orders." As he spoke, he took out the jade pendant representing his chief disciple .

All of a sudden, hundreds of disciples wearing Xiaoyao school uniforms walked in with swords in hand, raised their hands above their heads and said respectfully in unison.

"I will listen to my brother's order."

The man glanced at them with satisfaction, then walked back slowly, towards the center of the lobby.There is a treasured sword in the center. The pattern on the sword is very old but very clear, and an undetectable force is circulating around it.

Tang Le stepped forward with a raised sword and shouted loudly. "Xuanyuan unsheathed today and went to the Tang Sect."

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Halfway up the mountain of Tangmen, there is a steep cliff with a frightening name—Ghost Seeing Sorrow.

It is rumored that when a stone is thrown from a high place, it takes nineteen strokes to hear the echo from the bottom. It is precisely because of the horrific nineteen strokes that the world calls it: it is even higher than the [-]th floor of hell. Famous all over the world.

Normally, no one would dare to come to Gui Jianchou, but today a group of unexpected guests came.A man in a gray uniform stood on the cliff, the fierce cold wind blew his cheeks, but he stood there without moving.

There is a big Tang character printed on his uniform, and the gray uniform represents the outer disciple of the Tang Sect. It can be seen that this person is the outer disciple of the Tang Sect—Tang San!

"Tang San, you have nowhere to retreat!" A steady voice came from a distant mountain, Tang San looked over with some difficulty, and seventeen figures flew over from a distance like shooting stars, standing on the ground. In front of Tang San.

They were of different shapes, but they were all extremely old, and the youngest of them seemed to be in his fifties.All of them had solemn eyes, wearing white robes representing the Tang Sect, and the golden mark on their chests represented their status as the elders of the Tang Sect.

Tang San looked at them and opened his mouth bitterly. "I know that it is an unforgivable crime to steal into the inner sect and learn the secret knowledge of this sect, and it is not tolerated by the sect's rules, but Tang San can swear to God that I have not leaked the secret knowledge of this sect to the outside world. What I said is not to pray for the forgiveness of the elders. , I have something to explain clearly that I, Tang San, was born as a member of the Tang Sect and died as a ghost of the Tang Sect. I have never betrayed the Tang Sect from birth to death!" As he spoke, he moved the three flowers in his hands with trembling hands. Buddha Fury Tanglian put it on the ground.

Looking at the three buddhas angering Tang Lian, Tang San cast an unforgettable look. This is the pinnacle of hidden weapons of the Tang Sect. After more than 20 years of hard work, he finally succeeded!
Thinking of this, Tang San couldn't help but smile knowingly.

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