The night is getting deeper.

Ling Qingniu told his son all the best and worst past in the first half of his life, but in the early morning he didn't add a word from beginning to end, just listened silently.

In just a few short hours, his gentle and virtuous mother was once a witch who bewitched all living beings, and his father, who represented justice in his heart, seemed to have become a new person.

All the worlds that had lived for more than ten years in the early morning were destroyed, and now there is no other place to stand in the world.

"This... was what I met your mother. Later, my father found out that your mother had already joined Daxue Peak because she killed the King of Equality among the Ten Palaces of Hell in Xuefeng at that time, causing the Happy Sect to be bought and hunted down."

Ling Qingniu took advantage of the faint candlelight and stroked the worn wooden comb in his hand, with his eyes still full of tenderness.

"When I... my martial arts are successful, your mother set up a ring in the snowy peak to hold a competition to attract marriage. Needless to say, you know the result, it's just that the process is interesting..."

“That day…”

...

On the day of the competition, there were no big snow peaks that could not even be seen by people on weekdays, but they were three points more lively than the bustling Chang'an City. Everyone was concentrated in front of a large ice mirror that was hundreds of feet high.

The ice mirror is extremely magical. It is one of the many secrets of Daxue Peak, which can cast a figure on it. If the Lord of Daxue Peak has something to say, he will show himself through this. As for where the real person is, no one knows.

Today, Liu Xiangsi was actually used as a martial arts competition to attract brides. It can be seen that no matter how strong or the man with a high status is, he cannot escape the level of beauty.

The competition is about to begin, and the ice mirror is full of people, and even women are not a small number. Some of them are slightly better at light skills, so they simply fly to the cliff and find any place to stand.

The same goes for a young swordsman in white.

The place where he stood was very high and spacious, but the location was very special. But because the icy wind was like a knife here, how could he dare to stand here in a thin robe if he was not good enough?

The white-clothed swordsman had a handsome face, and his eyes were extremely sharp at this moment. Even Bingfeng had to walk around him when he saw it.

"Everyone!"

The huge sound came from and came into everyone's ears. The owner of the sound was an older woman.

"Today's Happy Gate held a martial arts competition to attract brides, aiming to find a good marriage for the old daughter Liu Xiangsi. No matter what your purpose is here today, I will thank you first."

"People in the world say that a little girl is the most beautiful person in the world, and such a beauty must be worthy of the strongest person."

"After a moment, you will be able to enjoy the wonderful dance of the sky, "Spring Mirror". If you can still remain awake while all the music and music are all gone, you can enter the next round of selection!"

"I don't need to say much about how this dance works. Anyone who can stand here is mostly masters of the eighth level. Those who are lower than the eighth level will advise you to leave first, otherwise..."

The woman said something was very rude and very straightforward. Even if the last words were not spoken, everyone understood the meaning.

For more than two years, anyone who wants to beat the demon girl Liu Xiangsi has no choice but to hold on to the half-tone "Chunting Mirror" and his internal force explodes and his body dies.

After a while, about one-third of the people left.

In an instant, the large ice mirror slid over the dazzling light. Every time the main snow peak appeared, there would be such a light on the ice mirror.

Everyone looked sideways or bowed their heads,

Light up at this time, indicating that the protagonist Liu Xiangsi has appeared!

A beautiful back appeared on the huge mirror, with black hair tied to the jade hairpin ruler, revealing its slender and round neck. It was wearing a big red dress, with a crane outlined by gold wire and auspicious clouds outlined by silver wire. Some gorgeous flowers bloomed in it, extremely gorgeous!

When the back is still, the charming posture has been alive.

But that's the case, many people at the scene had already flown out of the sky and stood still.

The woman's voice sounded again: "I've said one more thing! Although the dance music is beautiful, you have to do it within your ability."

"Not long ago, a man as strong as an equal king, only watched half of the song "Chunting Mirror". He became a useless person because of his internal strength. Now the little girl's dance skills have improved a lot. Please consider yourself more carefully, so as not to die under the peony flowers but not be able to become a romantic ghost."

The wonderful dance is about to begin, and this sentence is unreasonable and has caused many people to show anger and scold and shout.

After a moment, people left in groups of three or three. Although some people were hesitant, they were reluctant to move their steps.

"snort!!!"

The white-clothed swordsman, who was independent of the top of the mountain, seemed to be a little impatient to wait, with his sword eyebrows standing up and he snorted coldly.

His voice also echoed in the ice and snow without any assistance, causing a whisper.

"...It's him...King Qin Guang!"

"Legendly, if King Qin Guang is only under the peak master, he will also come to participate in martial arts competitions and recruit brides?"

"I didn't say just now that the strongest talent deserves the most beautiful person..."

"Where is the owner of Daxue Peak? If he wants to come, won't we have no chance? Go home, go home."

"The Master of Daxue Peak is coming? Don't talk about you, you have a slight chance of King Qin Guang here!"

The white-clothed swordsman, known as King Qin Guang, snorted coldly, causing more people to leave. They were not worried about dying in the dance music, but were worried about dying at the hands of these strange-tempered people.

After many warnings, it means that Daxue Peak's highest strength is the most powerful person. Each person is killed by thousands of people and slaughtered by thousands of people in the world, and there are hundreds of such terrifying characters!

However, these powerful people did not show any easy appearance. After all, even the Ten Palaces of Yama can't stand the curve. The white-clothed sword also held the short sword beside him and was ready to face the battle.

"Ganlin Liang, is it useful for you to climb to such a high? It's cold to death."

A few young people suddenly spoke at the feet of the swordsman in white.

"Akun, have you just arrived at the eighth level? You dare to climb up. When your meridians are dead, I won't help you collect the corpse."

"You know a basket! What kind of bullshit 'Chunting Mirror' is a thing that scares children. To put it bluntly, it is a relatively powerful charming technique. Lin Jue turned a book about charming technique when he was in Shennong Valley. Its function is to close people's five senses. He just needs to bite the tip of his tongue and hold a mouthful of blood. If he gets hit, he will swallow it. When he notices the strange smell in his mouth, the charming technique will be destroyed without any attack."

"You're young! Then you're going to defeat the many masters in Xuefeng and marry Liu Xiangsi home?"

"I don't want to worry about the quilt! Beautiful women are troublesome and will cause trouble. If it weren't for the beautiful women, the quilt wouldn't have fallen to this point. I would know you guys (defeated people). What's more, she is older than me, and she is already an old woman to me."

"Hahaha!"

When several people laughed together, the drums sounded, the flute, the long Xiao, the guqin, the qin, the qin, and many instruments followed closely.

The long sleeves flew, the skirt swayed, the ice flowers and white mist fluttered, like fog and illusion, like falling fairyland...

...

Ling Qingniu said this, closing his eyes and shaking his head slightly, as if following the rhythm of the music.

He straightened his body in the early morning and said, "What exactly does the 'chung mirror' that my mother danced into?"

"No one knows who created the 'Chunting Mirror'. It is really hard to relax as a father. I am afraid... there is no language in the world that can describe this dance."

"Where is Xiaoshu? She also learned... right?"

When I remembered in the early morning, he thought he was dead, but actually still alive.

"The 'Chunting Mirror' dances one by one. People who watch silk are different, and those who understand them are different. Xiaoshu has a good talent. She has only seen three times before she can understand them. It took your mother three months to understand a little... And it took your mother eight years to realize the pupil technique, but Xiaoshu only took two years to... "

Ling Qingniu said this with a proud look: "I am worthy of being the daughter of my Ling Qingniu and Qiangwei!"

I saw my father's proud expression in the early morning, which was something he had never seen before...

(End of this chapter)
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