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Chapter 57: Deep Snow Palace

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    The Xie family has settled in Leijie for a long time, and they have never competed with the world. They only write books with splashed ink as their career. They are good at painting, love to serve flowers, and are very happy.

    At that time, Xie Chuncan¡¯s grandfather made a seven-day gift of congealing gold pills. At the moment when he got the Tao and was close to the Tao, his grandfather discovered an important thing: calligraphy and ink have spirit, can communicate with writing, and can infuse energy.  .

    A handsome and fresh travel note can soothe the mind, and a good question can enlighten the heart. Xie Chuncan's grandfather studied hard for hundreds of years, and finally figured out a way to seal the spiritual energy in the ink, and then use the ink  Composition, a special method of nourishing energy by virtue of the text, this method is called Shu Qi.

    A sentence inscribed in the shirt, "Original man is brave, and this life is a heroic style" can greatly increase a person's strength, and the chivalrous spirit of a six-state singing head boy written in cursive cursive can also make people brave and take the lead.

    This way of inscribing poems inside clothes, or pure heart, or inflating, or forging iron bones has become famous in just a few years.  In more than ten years, it has flourished and become famous for a while.

    However, their family foundation is not stable after all, and the monk with the highest cultivation level is just a golden core. If they can make steady progress, they may be able to rise to a position that cannot be ignored in the world after a hundred years. However, they are rising too fast.

    It was so fast that he almost offended all the refiners and alchemists in this world.

    In Xie Chuncan's memory, he was peaceful and stable, and under his prosperous childhood, there was actually a dangerous situation that the entire Xie family was about to come to an end.  He had the impression of calling the wind and calling the rain, like an omnipotent family, but in fact, they were already walking on the tip of the knife step by step.

    But the young Xie Chuncan didn't realize it.  He is a genius that his father deliberately concealed, and he is the youngest son who is loved and cherished by the entire Xie family. He only needs to study literature and compose Fu, and he will not thank the flowers in the yard all day long, let alone other things that don't go well.

    So when the night of Miemen came, countless cold butcher knives slashed down, and the amiable uncle in the past turned into a cold corpse, and when all the flowers of the Xie family were burned to ruins by the fire, Xie  Unprepared, Chun Can faces the harshest fate.

    Those people thought that he was young and hadn't had time to learn the scriptures of Xie's family, and that the person who caused him to ruin his family was always hypocritical, so they "forgive" his life after teasing Xie Chuncan.  But looking at their behavior of sending Xie Chuncan to this ghostly place, one can tell that they never planned to let Xie Chuncan really live.

    However, the other party did not expect that the hand that was only used to hold the pen and ink in the past was equally talented when pulling the bow and arrow.

    When Xie Chuncan and Luo Jiujiang met for the first time, he couldn't stop laughing when he said, "Eight generations of great Confucians from the ancestors have given birth to an unworthy descendant who speaks stand-up like me."

    He was actually laughing at himself.

    The ancestor who gave birth to eight generations of great Confucian scholars is his Xie family. The unworthy descendant who is full of hatred, beyond recognition, cruel and cunning enough to kill people without blinking an eye, and cowardly and evasive to the point that he no longer dares to write a single-word prayer is his Xie Chuncan.

    But now he won't run away again.

    Xie Chuncan spread out his unlined clothes, his eyes were firm and sharp, Luo Jiujiang's breathing was getting weaker, and every rise and fall of his chest seemed to be a sign of death, but he didn't take another look, only concentrating all his energy on the girl in front of him.  A book comes in prayer.

    Xie's grandfather had been comprehended for a hundred years to obtain the book prayer, and every inch of spiritual energy in it was extremely particular.  Because the amount of spiritual energy used is sufficient and sharp, if the material for the book is thin, soft and narrow, like the rags that Luo Jiujiang is hanging on his body now, it will not be able to bear even the first stroke.

    This is why Xie Chuncan was regarded as a genius when he was able to use paper to make prayers when he was five years old, and it is also the reason why he insists on taking off his undamaged clothes to make prayer materials.

    But no matter how absorbed Xie Chuncan is, he has neglected this skill for too long.  Shuqi also had extremely high requirements for the writer, Xie Chuncan's spiritual power went astray slightly, and the word "bad" just flashed in his mind, and the unlined clothes he had just taken off turned into pieces of silk in front of his eyes.

    With the single clothes torn, Xie Chuncan still has hope.

    There is one more time, the last chance Xie Chuncan silently thought, this situation is within his expectations, but it is definitely not the result he expected.

    The inner garment is the thinnest of the three pieces of clothing. If you want to use it to make prayers, the difficulty is no less than that of paper. However, the blood and ink are stagnant, and the spiritual skills required are complicated, not to mention Luo Jiujiang.  His injuries required a large book prayer¡ªalthough he made a book prayer out of paper, that piece of paper could only carry one word.

    Although Xie Chuncan's hands were still as stable as ever, his forehead was already faintly sweating with his upper body naked.  ?In his eyes, all sentient beings are just insignificant sundries.

    "The Master of the Five-color Pavilion is also famous in the entire Qingping Mansion. Since it is his invitation, even if it is a Hongmen banquet, you should go and have a look." Han Qianling said flatly, "This Lord of the Five-color Pavilion, someone knows his identity  What is the body?"

    Shanmao Yao shook his head in shame and said, "This subordinate is incompetent"

    "It's okay." Han Qianling said indifferently.

    He had previously killed the leader of the Yueshan Sect, Banniu, in order to win this territory, and he established the Shenxue Palace on his own, changing the banner and changing the flag, and nothing he did was in line with the underlying rules here, so it is no wonder that others wanted to give him this place.  "Prickly Head" got off his horse.

    It is not only human nature, but also demon nature, so there is nothing to complain about.

    Although there is no good banquet if you want to come to the banquet, it is just that the soldiers come to block it, and the water comes to cover it.

    Three days later, Han Qianling stepped into a feast headed by the Lord of the Five Colors Pavilion, where the leaders of the major forces in the Qingping Mansion gathered.

    The owner of the five-color pavilion was a big black man with a height of eight feet. He sat tall at the top with a very solemn and majestic expression. When he heard the news of Han Qianling's banquet, he stared coldly with his eagle-like sharp eyes.  Then I couldn't say a word.

    The Palace Master Shenxue who stepped into the banquet was well-proportioned and tall, with an ice jade-like aura, his face was beautiful and magnificent, like the brilliance of a bright moon, like the clear waves of a bright lake, his eyes were as calm as stars, and his expression was even more indifferent  Merry, not like ordinary people.

    The five-color pavilion master held the cup in his hand for a while, but he couldn't fall down.

    The servant next to him coughed lightly, wanting to remind him not to forget the intention of the next song, to teach the Palace Master Shenxue a lesson, but the Five Colors Pavilion Master shook his head, although his eyes gradually became clearer  , but the words he said were still insane and silly, obviously he was so fascinated by the other party's beauty that he didn't know where to go.

    "I don't know that dare to ask Does the Palace Master have a favorite Taoist partner? If not, look at me Well, I am Wu, what does the Palace Master think?"

    As soon as this remark came out, the audience was in an uproar.

    The Master of the Five Colors Pavilion watched the astonishing beauty frown, and half astonishment flashed in his eyes.  His face was much more vivid because of this surprise, as if he was invited to the world from the sky where there is no smoke and fire, and his face suddenly became seven points more colorful.

    The next moment, the other party's clear voice, like broken ice and broken jade, rang in the ears of the five-color pavilion master: "The main body of the pavilion master is probably an anglerfish*."

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    * In creatures like anglerfish, after mating, the male and the female will stick to the female's body until it turns into the female's seminal vesicle (), Qianling is using this to satirize the upper brain of the opponent's sperm.

    Jiujiang: Yes!  That's right!  Familiar formula, familiar taste!  This is my family's Qianling scolding style!  Call my Qianling Crazy!

    Xie Chuncan: Lie down, lie down, don't cheat.  You're still half-dead in the plot!  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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