One hundred and eighteen years ago, the icy peak in the north of the continent shook uneasily, all the way to the edge of the snowy plains.
The Broadsword King Cao Yuan and the Zen Master spent a long time looking at the small temple in White Town and ascertained that it was a small one.
And so, Zen Master went.
The scriptures filled the sky and the mirror of light covered the sun. That snowy dust thus disappeared. It was unknown whether it had returned to the snowy plains or whether it had died.
A few days later, Tong Yan, who had taken the Green Sky Mirror away from the Zhongzhou School, was besieged by the Mysterious Dark Sect. Jing Jiu happened to pass by and brought Jing Jiu to the edge of the Cold Mountain; but they were trapped by the Sun Banner of Wang Xiaoming.
Flames filled the sky and heat waves melted the rocks. The Snow Girl stood up from the snowy ground on the other side of the mountain.
She extinguished the Mysterious Flames in the sky, seized the Sword of the Universe, and blocked Jing Jiu's way. Then, she suddenly fell into a deep sleep.
Jing Jiu took her to the Three-Thousand Nunnery. He piled up cotton-padded jackets as high as a mountain in the meditation room with a round window and set up a few tactical formations to prevent Dayuan City from being drowned by the ice and snow.
After Xue Gie woke up, he brought her to Aoyama.
There was no one on the peaks. Liu Ci and Yuan Qijing stayed far away.
The Snow Girl was tricked into the Sword Jail by him and was locked in the cell behind the Thousand-Mile Ice.
Except for him, Liu Ci, and Yuan Qijing, everyone else thought that the Snow Girl was the daughter of the Queen of the Snowy Kingdom.
Even Taiping Zhenren and Zhongzhou School, who had guessed this through certain traces, thought that this was the whole truth of the matter.
Only Jing Jiu knew from the beginning that this wasn't the case.
The Snow Girl was the queen.
If he didn't say anything, he would just pretend that he didn't know.
Seeing that he didn't want to expose her, Xue Gie pretended that he didn't know.
It wasn't until 118 years later that she revealed her true identity.
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The Fairy Lady Bai Ren claimed that she was the most powerful being in the world and that no one could rival her.
Jing Jiu's words meant that she was wrong.
The strongest existence in this world had never been the cultivators of the Human Clan, including him who had once ascended, but the Queen of the Snowy Country.
Countless gazes fell on the short figure of the Snow Girl, filled with terror and fear.
No matter which sect the cultivators were from, they subconsciously moved further away in the night sky and on the floating clouds.
The hard and compact black cliff stones on the ground were covered with ice and snow, just like the snowy plains of the north.
Xue Gie stood on the snowy ground, ignoring those cultivators. She looked at Bai Ren in the night sky, her eyes cold and indifferent.
She was petite and cute, but she exuded an unimaginably powerful aura.
She stood on the ground like a little snowman built by a naughty child at the end of the street, but she suppressed the imposing manner of Bai Ren in the sky.
It was like a king overlooking his people from the city gate.
It was like a grandmaster looking at the clouds.
It was like a saint observing the world.
No, none of these descriptions were accurate.
She was heaven and earth itself, possessing an unshakable sense of stability and unattainable heights.
Following her gaze, countless extremely thin snowflakes broke through the air and swept towards the white blade in the night sky.
Seeing this scene, Chi Yan was shocked. Could this be … the Flowing Snow Sword Art?
In fact, there had never been such a powerful Flowing Snow Sword Art in the Shanghai Peak. Yuan Qijing couldn't do it even if he came back to life.
The snowflakes in the thin streams were even more terrifying than those in the depths of the cold veins under the ground.
Dozens of golden specks of light fell from Bai Ren's fingers. They were like grains of sand, evenly distributed around her body like stars, blocking the snowflakes coming from the ground.
There were falling rocks everywhere in the peaks of Aoyama. Some of them were carried to a high altitude by the wind and fell down at this moment. They passed through the area where the golden light and the snowflakes confronted each other, disintegrating into fine powder like willow catkins without making any sound.
The cultivators on the spot couldn't participate in a battle of this level. They could only watch in awe like those rocks, waiting for the final result in silence and nervousness.
"I was careless." Bai Ren looked at the Snow Girl and said calmly, "But now that I know you are the eldest, I won't underestimate you anymore."
The Snow Girl remained silent, but the cold intent exuded from her small body grew more and more dreadful.
There were many stars in the night sky, devoid of any dark clouds. However, a violent snowstorm suddenly occurred, covering the peaks of Aoyama in a short time.
As the countless snowflakes in the night sky were about to freeze Bai Ren on the spot, her body suddenly turned illusionary and reappeared a few miles away.
Dozens of fine golden lights appeared in the night sky, and then gradually faded away. In the end, they turned into dozens of golden specks of light by her side.
The Snow Girl looked at her again. The cold wind mixed with the ice crystals and snowflakes swept over.
"I'm a fairy lady. Even though you are the highest being in Chaotian, what can you do to me?"
The faint fairy voice echoed among the peaks of Aoyama.
That extremely deep chill moved with it, like a large brush was constantly smearing foam in the night sky.
The stars seemed to be frozen, but Bai Ren couldn't do anything to her.
The accumulated snow on the top of Tianguang Peak grew thicker. Even the Cultivation practitioners with profound Cultivation states couldn't withstand the cold intent of heaven and earth. They groaned painfully, their faces pale.
Bai Ren came to the night sky above Tianguang Peak and said to Jing Jiu, "Is this your ridiculous plan?"
She was a fairy lady who could travel freely between heaven and earth.
Even though the Snow Girl had the formidable energy of heaven and earth, she couldn't do anything to her. Those indiscriminate attacks couldn't hurt her at all; they could only destroy this world.
"You're wrong again."
Standing in the wind and snow, Jing Jiu continued while looking at her, "Now that I've predicted that you would come back, I have to prepare a way to kill you."
Hearing this, the people felt bewildered, thinking that if he were the Immortal Jingyang who had ascended back then, he might be able to intervene in a fight of such a high level; but what could he do now? Countless gazes passed through the terrifying wind and snow and landed on Jing Jiu as he raised his right hand.
It was then that the Dead Dog took a step back in the ocean of clouds slowly.
A great deal of accumulated snow fell off his body, creating many holes in the ocean of clouds. The scene among the peaks could be vaguely seen through the holes.
The peaks were all covered with snow, with only a few spots retaining the green color. A stream was flowing slowly through a green valley.
There were many buildings by the stream, which were the Hall of Sword Washing where the new disciples of Aoyama studied. There were manor caves and small courtyards built against the cliff wall on the opposite side of the stream, which were the residences of the young disciples. There were also many dense forests, which had been the new home of the monkeys on the Shenmo Peak.
Under the sunlight, the Sword-Washing Stream looked like a golden whip in the Silence of the mountains.
But it looked like a silvery whip under the starry sky today.
Regardless of whether it was a golden whip or a silvery whip, it was still a whip.
Jing Jiu reached his right hand into the wind and snow, as if he was about to grab something.
The Sword-Washing Stream suddenly sped up, and the thin ice on the surface of the water cracked and disappeared, as if it were about to rise up from the ground.
The cries of the monkeys, which had been silent for a long time, suddenly broke out, sounding disordered and shrill. They sounded nervous, excited, and even a bit savage and bloodthirsty.
There was a cliff at the end of the Sword-Washing Stream, which was the site of the Inherited Sword Competition. Dozens of huge rocks were suspended above the waterfall, where the masters and guests of the peaks could sit and observe the competition.
All of a sudden, those huge rocks drifted away from the surface of the water and gradually merged together, forming a long round stone. The cracks on the surface of the stone looked like a piece of deer skin pieced together.
If a Giant from the Alien Land came to Aoyama from the Huge Whirlpool at this moment, this long round stone would be like a hilt of a saber for him.
Jing Jiu suddenly clenched his right hand in the wind and snow, lifting it up with a heavy force.
The Sword-Washing Stream left the valley along with a loud boom!
The meandering stream turned into a transparent stream, drifting toward the night sky. It emitted a silvery glow under the starlight, looking like a huge silvery whip lying between heaven and earth!
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As Jing Jiu reached out his hand toward the wind and snow, the Fairy Lady Bai Ren sensed something was wrong, a surprised expression showing in her eyes.
She disappeared from the night sky, breaking through the wind and snow, and arrived at a place three hundred miles away in the blink of an eye.
She kept moving away, and arrived in Nanhezhou in a few seconds. The Muddy Water was flowing slowly on the ground, showing a sign of freezing.
The Snow Girl had a formidable influence on heaven and earth, and her movement was even more incredible.
She was indeed a fairy lady. No matter whether it was the Underworld Fairy Sword of Jing Jiu, the Dead Dog stepping on the clouds, or any other flying sword, none of them could travel faster than her.
She turned to look at Aoyama, thinking that the Queen of the Snowy Kingdom was indeed troublesome; should she give up for the night?
All of a sudden, the expression in her eyes changed slightly as she looked at the higher night sky.
The starlight in the sky suddenly dimmed, as a huge silvery whip lashed down from the Empty Realm!
Pah!!!
The silver whip completely disregarded her Immortal Mist Movement Technique, as well as the several tens of golden specks of light that contained supreme Immortal Will, and it accurately struck her ankle.
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