The next morning, the ice on the surface of the lake melted more, and the nunnery became warmer.
Tong Yan left the nunnery after informing the old nun. He arrived in Dayuan City via the wet mountain path.
He found the antique shop of the Young Master Li and bought some items. He learned something from the neighbors and the idlers.
The West Ocean Rebellion happened ten years ago, and the young woman the Young Master Li met in the nunnery should be the senior master of Shui Yue Nunnery.
It was easy to come up with this conclusion, because Tong Yan was good at calculating, and he happened to know the inside story of that event.
It was dark when he returned to the Three-Thousand Nunnery. The longevity lamp hanging on the bridge among the trees by the lake grew brighter. Tong Yan came to the meditation room and looked inside.
The Snow Girl was sleeping soundly in the Quilt Mountain; it was unclear when she would wake up.
Sitting by the lake by the window, Jing Jiu was writing something on a piece of paper with a pen in his hand while looking at the thin ice on the surface of the lake.
Sitting on his shoulder, Qing 'er hummed a song of the old Chu Kingdom in the Illusionary Realm.
Tong Yan thought these scenes were interesting, a hint of smile showing on his tender face.
Jing Jiu didn't care about the affairs of the mortal world. He was familiar with the unworldly places like the Guocheng Temple and Shui Yue Nunnery, looking like a natural monk.
Then, he thought of his Young Sister Bai Zao, the smile on the corners of his mouth fading away, but his eyebrows grew thicker because of the raised eyebrows.
If he didn't care about it, how could he have so many talented women by his side?
He had the senior master Guo Dong ten years ago, and now he had Qing 'er by his side and the Snow Girl sleeping soundly in the Quilt Mountain behind him …
The sound of zither could suddenly be heard in the dark night.
Tong Yan turned around and walked to the front of the bridge, looking in the direction of the sound.
The Young Master Li didn't sit on the snowy ground, but on the low stool he brought with him. He placed the zither on his knees, the sound of the zither coming from the strings.
What he played tonight was "Introduction to a Good Night".
This piece of music had been played here ten years ago.
On the stone stool by the lake.
Jing Jiu's ears twitched slightly.
Qing'er, who was sitting on his shoulder, curiously leaned over and touched his earlobe. She thought to herself, "Why are they so good-looking even though he has a pair of big ears?"
Dozens of sword wills emerged from Jing Jiu's body. He deployed a formation with the Inherited Heaven Sword style, blocking the sight of the outside world but not the zither music.
He dipped his right hand into the lake to wet it, and then continued sharpening the sword with the smooth surface of the Green Sky Mirror.
The cold lake water quickly turned into mist and rose into the air. His hand was faintly discernible in it.
Qing'er thought that this was also quite nice.
The sound of the zither continued without a pause. Many songs were changed, but Jing Jiu did not notice.
Time passed slowly.
The night deepened.
Jing Jiu suddenly raised his head and disappeared from the lakeside.
Tong Yan had also sensed the change of energy in the meditation room. She knew something was wrong, so she came to the front of the Young Master Li by stepping on the thin snow on the stream. She turned around and struck out with her palm.
A shapeless energy came out from his palm and spread out with the wind. It looked like a mirror, reflecting the stone bridge, the nunnery hall and the blue sky ahead.
In an instant, the scenes became blurry, because a thin layer of frost had formed on the surface of the mirror.
The extremely cold frost easily broke the magic method of Zhongzhou School attached to the shapeless light mirror, and spread to the back of his hand and wrist, and then moved upward.
Tong Yan's face was pale. She felt the Zhen Yuan flowing in her body had slowed down dramatically, and even the spiritual energy of her Yuanying had weakened a bit.
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In the meditation room, the Snow Girl had opened her eyes. Her dark pupils exuded a dreadful cold intent, and the tiny but beautiful snowflakes were dancing in the air.
Jing Jiu came to the front of the quilt after breaking thousands of tiny snowflakes. "Stop it," he said while staring into her eyes.
Looking at him in Silence, the Snow Girl realized that this human was threatening her.
Nobody in Chaotian could threaten her, but Jing Jiu had done so twice already. It was because he had seen her at her weakest, and he had what she wanted the most: the absolutely cold world.
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In front of the stone bridge, the cold intent had disappeared.
The frost and snow had already covered Tong Yan's shoulders.
He coughed twice, spitting out some blood that looked like red crystals. It was evident that he was wounded badly.
The Young Master Li was not a Cultivation practitioner. Though he didn't face the attack of the cold intent directly, he was wounded more severely. He had already passed out in the snow.
Tong Yan turned to look at him and shook her head. She stuffed a magic pill into his mouth, and then asked the nuns of the nunnery to carry him and the zither back to the room.
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"There are flames in the lantern. You should be able to sense them clearly. As long as you know the connection between these flames, you will be able to master this formation."
Jing Jiu took out a thin booklet from his sleeve and put it on the quilt in front of the Snow Girl. "This is also a kind of formation. You should learn it as soon as possible, and then we'll leave here."
The cover of the thin booklet had no words written on it. The words on the cover were fresh after being blown up by the wind coming in from the window. The words were simple, but the sword shapes on the cover were extremely complicated, making one dizzy just by looking at them. It was even more difficult to learn them.
If Gu Qing were here, he would be able to recognize that this booklet was the most important part of the Aoyama Sect, the Inherited Heaven Sword style.
Having done all this, Jing Jiu walked out of the meditation room and came to the front of the stone bridge.
Jing Jiu said to Tong Yan, "The Snowy Kingdom has only social classes, but no society. She has no companions, only her subjects. As such, she only knows how to give orders, and doesn't know how to communicate with others. If a life can't sense her will and doesn't submit to her in time, she will judge that it should be eliminated."
Tong Yan asked, "So the first thing she did after waking up was to kill him? Then why were the old nuns in the nunnery safe and sound?
Jing Jiu thought about it and said, "Maybe she was tired of listening to the zither these days."
After a moment of silence, Tong Yan said, "We have to find a way to solve this problem."
If it was true, people would die wherever the Snow Girl went. They had no way to hide her whereabouts, and those who died were innocent.
"Yes," Jing Jiu said, "She needs to learn how to get along with other lives."
Tong Yan said, "First of all, she needs to be able to communicate with her. You are the best candidate since you can understand her words."
Jing Jiu said, "I haven't been ordered by anyone, so I can't communicate with her in a real and effective way."
"So?" asked Tong Yan.
"You go," said Jing Jiu.
Having said that, Jing Jiu returned to the lakeside and continued to sharpen the sword, as if nothing had happened.
After a long moment of silence, Tong Yan walked into the meditation room with heavy steps.
The cold intent of the Snow Girl stopped leaking out, and the wind and snow were gone in Dayuan City. The surroundings of the nunnery became warmer and more humid; but it was still very cold in the meditation room, with a thick layer of ice and frost on the walls and eaves.
A dozen transparent icicles were hanging on the round window, cutting the scenery of the snowy lake and winter trees into many thin strips, giving off a peculiar sense of beauty.
The Snow Girl was still wrapped in the cotton quilt, with only her small face exposed.
Her face was snow-white, devoid of a nose and a mouth. Strangely enough, her face was not ugly, but rather had a peculiar sense of beauty.
Tong Yan thought that she was indeed a being of the highest state in Chaotian.
It was a common opinion in the Cultivation circle that a being of the highest state was extraordinary.
Regardless of whether one was extremely beautiful or extremely ugly, extremely upright or extremely peculiar, they all meant that one was extraordinary. On the contrary, the truly powerful beings must have an outstanding or impressive appearance.
Thinking of Jing Jiu's face, Tong Yan suddenly felt bored.
When one felt that life was boring, one would be more fearless.
Tong Yan calmed down and bowed to the Snow Girl, saying, "Your Highness, I'm Tong Yan, a disciple of the Zhongzhou School."
The Snow Girl didn't give any response, nor did she make any sound.
Tong Yan believed that the Snow Girl could understand the human language, so he continued, "We might have to stay here a little longer, waiting for the masters to make a decision."
The Snow Girl looked at him in Silence.
Tong Yan sensed an unprecedented pressure, saying with a pale face, "In order to fight against that being in the Snowy Kingdom, the humans will choose to help you. This is my prediction."
The pressure disappeared.
Tong Yan steadied his mind and continued, "You are a highly intelligent being in a high state. Many humans might not be able to understand your intention. In order to avoid any misunderstandings and troubles, you have to learn how to communicate with humans."
Having said that, he took out a bronze ware, a porcelain ware, and a few books.
There were inscriptions on the bronze ware, and pictures on the porcelain ware. Among the books, there were the simplest scriptures and a collection of poems by the immortals.
These were the things he bought in Dayuan City that day. Before Jing Jiu told him, he had already figured out what he might need to do next.
To become the teacher of the Princess of the Snowy Kingdom … it was destined to be recorded in the history of the Cultivation world; it was much more important than Gu Qing's identity as the Royal Teacher.
Thinking about these things, Tong Yan pointed the side of the bronze ware with the most inscriptions at the Snow Girl.
He was going to start from the Golden Script to the ancient script movement hundreds of years ago. He believed that with her talent, she would be able to master the way of communicating with humans in a short time, and she would be able to do it in an elegant and perfect way.
The Snow Girl suddenly stood up.
She was very short, so the mountain of quilts in the meditation room didn't collapse, but only bulged a little.
Tong Yan was a bit alarmed.
The Snow Girl suddenly ran out of the window.
The quilt she was wearing was very large, reaching the ground and covering her feet completely. It looked like she was floating.
Tong Yan was quite surprised, wondering what was going on.
By the lake.
When Jing Jiu was about to continue sharpening the sword with some water, he found his right hand touched something hard. When he looked up, he found the surface of the lake was frozen again.
A breeze came along with the snowflakes.
The Snow Girl came to the field and stared at his eyes.
Qing 'er was very scared. She hurriedly slipped down from his shoulder and hid behind him.
Every time before sharpening the sword, Jing Jiu would set up a formation with the Inherited Heaven Sword style to isolate himself from the outside world.
Now it seemed that his Inherited Heaven Sword style was useless to the Snow Girl.
Jing Jiu felt again that he should practice the Inherited Heaven Sword style better.
Then he thought of a possibility, and the look in his eyes changed slightly.
He had given the Snow Girl a book of the Inherited Heaven Sword style. Could it be possible that she … had learned it in such a short time?
"Ah ~"
The Snow Girl was covered with the quilt from head to toe. Only her snow-white face and black gem-like eyes were exposed. She looked like a cute playful little girl.
Her voice was also very cute.
Jing Jiu looked at her in Silence, thinking that this was the most horrible thing he had seen in his two lives of cultivation.
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(When I was thinking, I decided on this scene. Please think of the Snow Girl as ET. As I said before, I like the Snow Girl very much. Many readers are discussing whether I will take her as a disciple of Shenmo Peak or something … Don't even think about it ~ Hahahaha.)
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