Song of Burying Snow

Time flies, time flies, and it has been eighteen years in a blink of an eye.

Just in summer, the mountains are full of lush vegetation and beautiful greenery. The Zen sect is preparing for tomorrow's sacrifice. The disciples in the sect are all very busy, but Zhuo Yan is alone, as usual, alone in the In the Banyue Lake in the back mountain, he meditated and practiced.Zhuoyan is born with a cold body, not afraid of the cold winter, but he is somewhat afraid of the scorching summer, so every summer, his life is much more difficult than others, and he can only borrow the cool spring water in the Banyue Lake to survive.

"Junior Brother, Junior Brother, Senior Sister is here to bring you food. Where are you?" Before anyone arrived, the voice came first. Practicing in Banyuetan is something that is well known in the Zen sect, the suzerain was accommodating to him, and even sent his second disciple, Cang Yi, to bring him meals every day, and this Cang Lan was purely because he was the eighth child. It was not easy to have many juniors, so she was very precious, every day Blue Wing sent food and Zhuoyan, and she also reported on time every day, for fear that this little junior would have a bad life.

"Junior Brother Zhuoyan, do you feel better today?" Cang Yi, who was with Cang Lan, felt helpless at the shock of his junior sister, shook his head, knowing her temperament, and didn't bother to care about her, went to find Zhuoyan himself, and will eat The box was placed beside Zuoyan.

"I'm fine, thank you Second Senior Brother for your concern!" Zhuoyan slowly opened his eyes and looked at the food box next to him. In fact, Zhuoyan didn't have much appetite for food in Xia Ri. He had to force himself to use some food just to preserve his physical strength. .

"Junior Brother, Junior Brother, and me, Senior Sister, why don't you thank Senior Sister, Senior Sister also cares about Junior Brother!" As soon as the voice in front fell, Cang Lan started chattering again, and there was a sense of excitement in the silent mountain for a while. .

"Thank you too, Senior Sister!" Zhuo Yan turned around and bowed his head respectfully to Cang Lan.

"Hey Junior Brother, why are you so old-fashioned at such a young age, you have to talk about these vain etiquettes with Senior Sister!" Cang Lan was joking with Zhuo Yan, but he didn't want Zhuo Yan to thank him respectfully. A little bored, as soon as he pouted, he pulled Zhuoyan's cheek.

"Yes, what the senior sister taught me is that Zhuo Yan has written it down!" Zhuo Yan was born with a cold body, and his temperament was also clear and indifferent. Watching Cang Lan mess around, forced to speak, his expression was very funny, but Cang Yi next to him couldn't stand it, preventing Cang Lan from continuing to mess around, Zhuo Yan was relieved.

"Junior brother, senior brother knows that you are sad in summer, so he specially brought you some refreshing vegetarian food. You should use some of it anyway, or your body will be overwhelmed!" Cang Yi bluffed Cang Lan aside, took out the food from the food box, and handed it to turbid flame.

"Thank you, Second Senior Brother!" Thanks again, Zhuoyan took the food and ate it in small mouthfuls, but he really lost his appetite.

Cang Yi also knew that he could not come, so he took a piece of fruit and handed it to Zhuo Yan, then put the dishes back into the food box. "It's also fortunate that the master taught the younger brother the cultivation method of Ningsu Zhenqi, otherwise the younger brother may have a really sad day!"

"Master's great kindness, Zhuo Yan will remember it in his heart!" Speaking of Master, Zhuo Yan always respects and loves him more than anything, and the corners of his mouth seldom bend in an inconspicuous way.

"However, speaking of it, this dignified true energy can only be acquired by successive suzerains. Junior brother, I think it has a bright future!" By this time, Blazang Yi had already packed the food box, but it was someone's illusion, and his tone of voice was There is a trace of weirdness.

"Zuoyan, in this life, only wants to protect Zen, and has no other ideas, brother, don't joke!" Zhuoyan lowered his head, his face was not very obvious.

"Ha, brother, I was just joking, brother, don't take it seriously, after five days there will be a Zen sacrificial ceremony, brother, I have to go back to work now, so don't bother me!" After finishing the sentence, Blazang Yi twisted the food box and chuckled a little , the end is as warm and moist as jade, as if the weird expression just now never existed, and he left on his own regardless of the blue waves behind him.

"Second Senior Brother is so strange today!" Seeing Cang Yi walk away, Cang Lan puffed up her cheeks, and did not follow Cang Yi.

"The sacrificial event will be held in a few days, isn't Senior Sister busy?" Zhuo Yan said calmly as he watched Cang Yi go away but saw that Cang Lan hadn't left.

"Senior Brother, Senior Sister is afraid that you will be bored! Why do you want Senior Sister to leave so much!" Cang Lan also knew Zhuoyan's temper, so she wouldn't be really angry, she leaned over and sat beside Zhuoyan, Ming Mingsheng is as beautiful as a flower and looks like a Xiaojiabiyu. She has to put on the posture of a Jianghu heroine. It looks cute, but it is also a little funny.

"That's not what I meant, I..." Zhuo Yan was not good at words, fearing that he might really make Cang Lan angry, but he didn't know how to explain it.

"Okay, Senior Sister is teasing you!" Seeing Zhuo Yan like this, Cang Lan couldn't bear to tease her anymore, stood up and stood up straight. "Speaking of which, it seems that there are still some things to be busy today. Then the senior sister will go back. The junior brother takes care of himself. After five days, the sacrificial junior brother will come if he wants to. See you then!"

He watched Canglan leave again until he disappeared, and there was only Zhuoyan left in Banyuetan. He closed his eyes and continued to meditate, but his thoughts were not as calm as before. The master taught him the solemn and true energy, so he was naturally grateful, but in his heart How can I not know that this solemn true energy is something that the previous suzerains have the right to cultivate, but the master passed it on to himself, saying that it was a helpless move because of his special physique, but who can guarantee that other senior brothers will not make random guesses, after all, Zen Buddhism Inheritance has always been for those who can, and never follow the order of entry.

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