Sand Sculpture Master[Transmigration Book]

Gu Xingfeng stood halfway up the mountain, watching Pei Li walk out of the snowy field of birth flowers.

The cold wind was blowing, the snow was flying heavily, the sky and the earth were all white, only Pei Li was dressed in thick black, like a blemish.

He turned his head and saw Gu Xingfeng, who was watching from a distance, his brows turned cold, and he reached out to the mountainside to give him a little thumb.

Gu Xingfeng didn't respond, and the white clothes were silent.

Pei Li snorted and continued to move forward with great strides.Now that he was cursed by Gu Xingfeng, he had no choice but to give in.No matter how resentful he was, he could only make such trivial actions to vent his anger.

Until Pei Li disappeared into the vast distance, Gu Xingfeng did not leave the place.

He didn't stand here just to send Pei Li out of the mountain—it would be better to accompany Lu Shiqing in the palace to send Pei Li away.

It was because this was the first time he had seriously looked at his homeland.

When he grew up in the world of mortals until he was a teenager, he gradually glimpsed his identity in dreams.At that time, he had just returned to Tianjing Peak not long ago, he had not completed his studies, and had nowhere to find his way.

When he was able to make good use of the demon power and achieve great success in cultivation, something happened to Lu Shiqing.

He stayed behind at Rongkuquan, and no longer took half a step out of the sea.It wasn't until 23 years later, by hiding Lu Shiqing's body, that he followed his memory and retrieved the Blossoming Snow Field far away in the Ten Thousand Demon Realm.

Shenghuaxueyuan, as the name implies, is a land covered with snow all the year round.

And the flowers... It is said that it is because a kind of crystal clear flowers can bloom in this snowfield, like ice and snow sculptures.

Many years ago, this place was also full of vitality, and tens of thousands of snow demons thrived here.And this mysterious ice sculpture flower is formed by the condensed spirit of the snow goblin.

Many monster races have spent their entire lives wanting to obtain an ice sculpture flower.As long as there is this flower, not only can she get the snow demon's heartfelt promise, but also the secrets of the snow demon clan.

The Snow Demon clan is innocent and simple, they treat their fellow clansmen with sincerity, but they are extremely vigilant towards outsiders.In addition, this snowfield is surrounded by mountains and mountains, and many traps have been set up. For thousands of years, no monster clan has achieved their wish.

Until the appearance of the Wan Yao King.

The Snow Demon Clan became extinct, and the once mysterious and magnificent Snowfield of Blossoms became a dead city.

Gu Xingfeng glanced over the mountains, rivers and glaciers one by one, and finally looked at the palace where they lived yesterday.

He did not choose this palace because it was the most magnificent.It was because, in his memory, this palace appeared the most times.He has never been here, but it seems that he lives here day and night and grows up.

Gu Xingfeng closed his eyes, tapped his toes, and flew down from the mountainside, straight into the palace.

Lu Shiqing was still lying on the ice bed. At this time, his breathing was steady, his pulse was clear and strong, and Gu Xingfeng checked it for a moment, before he relaxed.Just as he was about to put his hand back under his robe, when he saw the deer, Shiqing frowned suddenly.

Gu Xingfeng's heartstrings also trembled, and he almost held his breath.

Lu Shiqing took a deep breath and murmured, "Xing Xing, you... where are you..."

Gu Xingfeng blurted out: "I'm here."

The voice was not low, but it did not reach Lu Shiqing's ears. He still closed his eyes, talking nonsense like a dream.

"A lot of people died...Xing Xing is obedient, come out quickly...I will take you away..."

Lu Shiqing was indeed dreaming, but it was still a nightmare.

Three years later, Bai Tuantuan disappeared without a trace, but the dreams that had tormented him from the previous night were always with him like a shadow. Just after he returned to his body, he saw all kinds of strange scenes from that weird third perspective.

Completely unfamiliar.

In the previous picture, it was still in the boundless sea, facing the familiar scenery and characters.What he saw at this moment turned out to be the snowfield of flowers and flowers that he had just arrived in.

And he didn't recognize any of those faces running away in a hurry.

But Lu Shiqing felt inexplicably familiar. These people were all dressed in white, and their eyes were clear and penetrating.Although the face is covered with anger and fear,

But that's all pure emotion.There is no trace of impurities in the eyes.

Just like... just like Gu Xingfeng.

The same is true for Gu Xingfeng, even though he is burdened with a mountain of hatred, even after experiencing many injustices and sufferings, his eyes are still clean.

When Lu Shiqing was living in what he thought was the "real world", he once heard the saying, "The eyes are the windows to the soul".

Probably Gu Xingfeng, like these people, has a pure heart, which is why he is like this.

Then where is Gu Xingfeng at this time?

he is a babyOr have you already gone to the world of mortals?

When thinking of Gu Xingfeng, Lu Shiqing couldn't think calmly.No matter what happened to Gu Xingfeng, he had to find him quickly to make sure that he was not harmed.

However, the owner of this perspective is also moving forward rapidly, and Lu Shiqing has no choice but to follow him.

But he soon discovered that the other party was retrograde.He rushed towards a golden light in the opposite direction from Xueyaomen's escape.

The golden light did not move too slowly, and had already caught up with the Snow Demon's team.Wherever he went, the torn limbs of the snow demon flew from the sky.Before the expressions on their faces could be put away, they had already turned into prototypes and fell to pieces in the snow.It is like a beautiful ice sculpture that was roughly destroyed by vandals who don't know how to appreciate it.

From this perspective, the master's white clothes are flying, and his whole body is full of murderous intent.He growled and raised his hands.

Immediately, as if summoned by him, the snowflakes flew towards him in unison.The boundless world became clear, only the top of his head became whiter and whiter, and a large amount of ice and snow formed countless sharp swords.

"go with!"

With a wave of his hand, these swords spun, piercing towards the golden light like a white tornado.

Lu Shiqing took a closer look, only to realize that the golden light was actually countless pieces of golden flakes, like dragon scales that would glow.Seeing the sword rain made of ice and snow approaching, half of the golden scales stopped killing and spread out one by one in the void, forming a barrier several feet high.

As a result, many snow demons were stopped behind and unable to move forward, and the other half of the dragon scales caught up afterward, slashing wildly.

The owner of this perspective is trembling all over, "Bastard!"

He clasped his hands, and the sword rain fiercely pierced the seemingly thin golden scale barrier.At the same time, the endless snowflakes in the sky continued to condense, and the number of sword rains became larger and larger, and it seemed that they were about to exceed the size of the golden scale barrier.

If nothing else, he should have the chance to win.

In the wind and snow, there seemed to be a faint cold snort.

Sudden accident.

Every piece of golden scale has grown a lot out of thin air, and thousands of golden scales are changing. In an instant, this barrier is several times larger than before.But the barrier was indestructible and couldn't be pierced for a while, and Jian Yu finally won by numbers. This way, more time and more snowflakes were needed to condense.

The snow demon behind the golden scale has no more lives, and has become a piece of fragmented ice.

The owner of the point of view is still stubbornly resisting, constantly increasing his strength, trying to fight to the death.

A figure with hands behind the golden scales appeared and walked out slowly.

Jinlin seemed to have sensed it, and seemed to avoid the surroundings, forming a one-person-high exit.The man was wearing a golden armor, the brilliance was dazzling, and he couldn't look directly at it.

He casually stood outside without any action, and the sword rain shattered and turned into snowflakes again.

"Small tricks." He looked over defiantly.

Facing the strong man's disdain, the owner of the perspective had no fear, and gritted his teeth: "I'm going to kill you!"

"Your Snow Demon clan has always been defiant because of your indiscriminate spells." The man in the golden armor said, "Now that I have Ah Rong to help me, the spells are useless, and you have nothing to do."

"Damn the traitor, and you should die too!"

The man in the golden armor turned cold, "You are the ones who are sorry for Ah Rong, I was just helping him."

"He is a snow demon, he was born and raised by a snow demon, no one here is sorry for him!" The owner of the perspective was categorical.

"No one?" The man in the golden armor suddenly smiled, "It is true that there is no one here."

who. "

There was a golden light, and there were shouts of killing everywhere.

The owner of the angle of view turned his head suddenly, and saw the broken limbs and arms flying all over the mountain in his eyes.It turns out that there is more than one golden armored man on this mountain, and there are thousands of golden armored men.

Although their skills are not as good as the one in front of them, they are enough.All the masters of the Snow Demon Clan were killed by this person when defending against foreign enemies.Now the rest are all snowfield people with mediocre qualifications or even no cultivation.

Faced with such a tragic situation, his whole body was trembling, and his originally clear pupils turned red.

Lu Shiqing was also stunned. From this angle, he finally saw the man's face clearly.

Except for a pair of peach blossom eyes, the rest of the looks are seven or eight points similar to Gu Xingfeng.

There was a dragon chant from the sky, and a dragon descended from the sky with its teeth and claws open. When its limbs turned, it turned into hundreds of dragon heads.

The man in the golden armor jumped up and stepped on the back of the dragon.

"My king asks again, is the Snow Demon Clan willing to submit?"

Right now, the Snow Demon Clan is almost dead, but he still asks this question, obviously to make the other party submit.

If you resist at this time, the end will be the same as that of the dead.The owner of the perspective actually smiled, but there was burning hatred in his eyes.He looked at the other party and replied word by word: "The Snow Demon Clan is all mourned, and I will return to you on behalf of the whole clan—the Snow Demon Clan will never surrender!"

"...Okay." The man in the golden armor nodded, "In the whole world of ten thousand demons, you, the snow demon clan, have the most backbone, and this king will help you all!"

A deafening roar of dragons resounded between the sky and the earth, and the golden light seemed to surround the entire flowering snowfield.

No.

Lu Shiqing couldn't see anything, but he had an intuition that nothing could happen to the owner of this perspective.

He and Gu Xingfeng are so similar, it must be someone from Gu Xingfeng, and he must know where Gu Xingfeng is at the moment.

For the first time, Lu Shiqing forgot that he was in a dream and was so anxious that he was at a loss.But there was only endless golden light in front of him, and in desperation, he shouted loudly: "Stars!"

He sat up all of a sudden, and then his heart moved, and he opened his eyes.

Facing Gu Xingfeng's worried face.

He immediately grabbed Gu Xingfeng's hand, "Xingxing, are you alright?"

"I'm fine." Gu Xingfeng patted his back lightly and asked, "Did you dream about me?"

"I didn't dream about you." Lu Shiqing took several breaths before he finally calmed down, "But I dreamed about the massacre that happened here, and I was very worried. There...you weren't there, right?"

Gu Xingfeng was silent for a moment, then shook his head. "Back then, I wasn't born yet."

Lu Shiqing was stunned.

Gu Xingfeng hadn't been born at that time, and the survivors of the massacre were likely to be only the one who condensed the sword rain with ice and snow.

Coupled with the extremely similar looks, there is a high probability that he is Gu Xingfeng's biological father.

Wait... How could he have memories of Gu Xingfeng's biological father?