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Since the end of the competition, everything had calmed down. The Cardinal once again returned to the life of cultivating and sleeping whenever he needed to. Although this kind of life was boring, it was actually another form of fulfillment.

If it were always the same, whoever it was would long for that quiet and comfortable life, somewhere in the world, drinking a cup of tea and watching the fruits and vegetables grow in their own yards, day after day, day after night.

Time would also slowly pass by in ordinary times. It was similarly calm and cozy.

Unknowingly, the winter and the moon had already come to an end. True snowflakes began to fall from the mountain.

It was different from the small snowfall in the Azure Dragon Stream that told everyone that winter had arrived. This time, a heavy snow fell from the sky. After a night's time, Mount Hua was wrapped in silver, and the heaven and earth became a vast expanse.

The world's snowflakes were all the same shaped like ice prisms, but they were different as they drifted down. The mountain was tall and dangerous, and after being covered by snow, it gave off an extremely ethereal feeling.

After the snow had covered the mountain, he walked on the road, leaving footprints behind him. It had been more than three months since he had gone up the mountain.

Snowflakes drifted down, covering the footprints of the passersby. The snow was pure white, as usual.

Spring, summer, autumn, and winter were gifts given by the heavens to the mortal world. They would produce differences, bring about differences, the four seasons would alternate, and all living things would be updated.

He had to sigh with emotion. Apart from the lonely summer, there was nothing else.

The cicada's life had no other meaning other than the chirping in the middle of summer.

As a cicada. It had never seen snow, had never seen ice, and in fact, it had never seen anything. It was just that on a hot summer day, it kept making noise, trying its best to convey its presence to the world. As a cicada, it was actually lamentable. As a cicada's stubbornness, it had to painfully hibernate in exchange for an opportunity to cry out! In fact, it was respectable.

The snow was truly beautiful, beautiful to the point where even the Cardinal wanted to stand quietly in the snow, not doing anything more. He thought, just quietly staying in the snow until he was frozen stiff, abruptly waking up. Ah, the first snow of winter had already arrived.

It was true that the matter of Master Fu breaking through the boundaries of the Azure Dragon Stream was important, but the matter of Mount Hua could not be discarded in a single day. In the end, aside from the peak masters who had come to protect Master Fu seven days ago, only two people remained to act as Protectors.

At this moment, the 'Cardinal' had already mastered the third form of the Flowermont Sect Sword Art. However, once called mastery, one would only be able to grasp that level.

At this moment, he had already trained to the fourth move of the Flowermont Sword Force, and thus, his cultivation had come to a halt. No matter what, he had never managed to comprehend the true meaning of the sword energy.

Cardinal was dancing in the snow, his sword shapes constantly changing. The snowflakes were also dancing in the wind, his sword was like a hot knife through butter, and his sword moves were also changing.

The more Huashan Sword he understood, the more he wanted to experience the feeling of having sword intent.

With the sword in his hand, he could express his feelings and understand my intentions.

Cardinal continued to swing his sword until he had mastered the third stance of the sword.

Suddenly, he felt something in his heart, he immediately used the fourth force of the sword, which caused his sword dance to become faster and faster. The sword light overlapped layer upon layer like a tide, one wave following the other; the snow was not even half a foot away.

Cardinal Cheng laughed out loud a few times. "Hahaha! Awesome!"

He was no longer like a headless fly. As long as he diligently trained, it would only be a matter of time before he could grasp the fourth sword force.

When the snow was falling heavily and the sky was freezing cold, there were not many people who would meditate when they went to the practice field to practice their swordsmanship.

But the Cardinal had always been one of those few.

At this moment, no matter who it was, those people who originally had doubts about the first place for the Cardinal position completely believed that he was worthy of the first place for the Cardinal position from the start.

Not speaking about perception, but his hard work had already surpassed many people.

There was one more person on the field, Lu Heng.

Ever since Lu Heng had interacted with Cardinal, he had often been accompanied by Cardinal. In the training grounds, everyone could be absent, but it was impossible for him to be missing Cardinal and Lu Heng.

As time went on, it was as if the others were also provoked.

The cultivators in the training grounds were far more numerous than they were in the past during the cold winter months.

The reason why Lu Heng followed the Cardinal to cultivate every day was because he was following the Cardinal as an example. The reason why Lu Heng followed the Cardinal as an example was because he was following the Cardinal as an example.

Of course, Cardinal did not know what Lu Heng was thinking, but seeing that Lu Heng was arriving every day, he had never been absent.

In the midst of this formless companionship, Cardinal accepted Lu Heng. He accepted this person who refused to accept totems, a stubborn and inflexible person.

There were many people in the training grounds, but there were also some people who considered the Cardinal their opponent. As long as the Cardinal cultivated, he could not relax for a day. If he wanted his opponent to not surpass him, the only way was to follow his opponent's footsteps and not be left behind.

Having completed Cardinal's dance and gained some insights, he kept the sword in his hand and called out to Lu Heng, "Let's go down the mountain. We'll end today's cultivation here."

Lu Heng was sitting cross-legged in the snow, cultivating. When he suddenly stood up, he looked like a natural snowman and shuddered, "Good …" Whoosh. It's so cold. "

While he was cultivating, Lu Heng didn't notice that the snow had already covered his entire body. At this moment, he was shaking off the snow on his body. Only then did he realize that he had been sitting cross-legged in the snow for quite some time.

"Benefactor, it doesn't seem like your style. Why did you end your training so early? "Where is your drive to train?" Lu Heng asked doubtfully.

Cardinal could not help but laugh. "How long do you think it took?"

"Two hours at most." Lu Heng answered.

Cardinal Cheng stretched out his six fingers and said, "Your brother has long since forgotten himself. It has already been six hours."

Lu Heng was right about the momentum of Sanlang's cultivation, but it wasn't because of Cardinal, who would only cultivate it when the time came.

If Lu Hengyi were to cultivate it, even a bystander like Cardinal would be frightened of him!

As he cultivated with Cardinal, Cardinal could feel the change in his aura. It was very obvious that even at night, Lu Heng had never relaxed!

All of this was brought to him by the emperor.

The moment he had helped Lu Heng regain his totem.

Cardinal was the person that Lu Heng wanted to become in the future.

Lu Heng was slightly surprised. "Ah, it's been so long. Let's go, let's go. We should head back earlier. This snow monster is really big."

"Sure, let me treat you to a meal in the dining room for a little wine!" Since Cardinal had become the new first place candidate, his contribution naturally wasn't just sufficient to eat. He wasn't very rich, but he wasn't poor either.

Lu Heng laughed. "Heh heh, that's a good feeling. Being able to drink a cup at this hour of the day, isn't that great?"

If you came late, would you drink nothing? The snow was already here, how could there be a lack of drinkers?

… …

Rui Xueyao was in his prime. Ying Yang was in the Temple of Divine Artefacts. Looking at the sky full of snow, he sighed with emotion. This year, Mount Hua was full of vitality!

The number of people on the practice field continued to increase. Ying Yang had also heard of this and personally looked at it, but he did not know that there were so many more!

As the Sect Leader of the Hua Mountain Sect, the disciples were naturally very happy to see such a scene. When it was snowing, everyone felt relaxed and happy …