Nonsense! Master is not my wife.

After saying that, she walked away.

The young man was stunned and speechless.

"Hey?"

Suddenly, a small hand as white as jade waved in front of him. The boy came to his senses and found that a young girl had come to his side without him knowing.

The girl looked about sixteen or seventeen years old, with waist-length white hair and ice-blue eyes. She looked pure and lovely. She was wearing a white dress, revealing a curvaceous figure.

Seeing that the boy finally noticed her presence, the girl smiled brightly and stretched out a small hand as white as jade towards the boy:

"Hello, my name is Xueyue!"

The boy was a little confused until he saw the girl's lively eyes frequently gesturing with his hands. Then he realized something and followed suit. He stretched out a hand and shook hands with the girl's snow-white hand.

The girl's hands are delicate, smooth and slightly cool to the touch.

"May I have your name?

Xueyue first smiled with satisfaction, then tilted her head and looked at the boy curiously.

"my name?"

The boy's eyes were blank, but no matter how hard he thought, he couldn't recall any memories. In the end, he could only say honestly: "I don't know."

The girl couldn't help but laugh when she saw his stunned look.

After a while, the smile on her face faded slightly, and she frowned slightly, as if she was thinking about something extremely important:

"How can we live without a name?"

"Since you were brought back by the master, and you are the first male disciple of Xuelingxu, then...how about calling you Xuehuasu?"

"Snowflake crisps?"

Although the boy had no memory, he could vaguely sense that the name seemed very improper, so he subconsciously shook his head.

"Do you not like it?"

Xueyue sighed regretfully upon seeing this, and whispered, "Snowflake Crisp is so delicious, and it also sounds nice as a name..."

The girl's voice was so soft and gentle that the boy couldn't hear it clearly even if he stood beside her. He didn't have any ulterior motives and just said whatever came to his mind. He immediately asked, "Xueyue, what did you say?"

"Nothing!"

Upon hearing this, the girl immediately looked away guiltily and replied softly.

But soon, she seemed to realize something and looked at the boy again, her clear blue eyes slightly widened: "What did you call me?"

"Xueyue." The boy said honestly.

Before leaving, the white-haired woman said that if she didn't understand anything, she could ask Xueyue. The lively girl in front of her was also named Xueyue, and it was obvious that she was the person the white-haired woman was talking about.

Although the boy has lost his memory, he is not stupid.

The next moment.

A pair of delicate, smooth and slightly cool little hands suddenly reached out to the boy's face and began to knead it gently.

Because the force was not strong, the boy did not stop her. He just looked at the girl in confusion, as if asking her what she was doing.

Seeing that the boy did not resist, the girl kneaded him for a while, then stopped, put her hands on her hips, and showed a "dignified" look on her face:

"I entered the sect earlier than you. According to seniority, I am your senior sister. How can you call me by my name?"

"Hehe, that was just a punishment for you."

The girl snorted, then said to the boy, "Come on, little junior brother, call me senior sister and let me hear it."

Beneath her "majestic" expression, there was a hint of anticipation.

The young man did not resist and called out honestly, "Senior Sister Xueyue."

As soon as these words were spoken, the "majesty" on Xueyue's face disappeared and a happy smile appeared on her face.

She stretched out her little hand and touched the boy's head: "Yeah, that's good!"

The girl's eyes rolled, as if she had thought of a good idea. She waved her hand and said proudly:

"Let's go! Senior Sister will take you to the Snow Spirit Ruins!"

As he said this, he was about to pull the boy up.

But the boy did not follow her and remained standing where he was.

"Little Junior Brother, let's go."

Seeing that he didn't move, Xueyue showed a puzzled look on her face: "You just came to Xuelingxu, you must know nothing. Senior Sister will take you to find your way, so that you won't get lost in the future."

"Can't leave,"

The young man was silent for a while before he managed to say the next sentence: "...The Ruins Master said that I must practice here and cannot leave."

He didn't know how to address the white-haired woman, but he remembered that when he was in the corridor before, he heard those people outside calling the white-haired woman "the master of the village", so he followed suit.

When the word "Lord of the Ruins" was mentioned, Xueyue couldn't help but shrink her neck. She was obviously a little afraid of this master. She glanced around subconsciously, as if she was worried that her master would suddenly appear here.

But soon, she realized that her master had just left and it was impossible for him to come back so soon. Her face suddenly became cheerful again. She stretched out her hand and patted the boy's shoulder, pretending to be calm and relaxed and said:

"Afraid...what are you afraid of? We are just going out for a walk, taking you out to familiarize yourself with the route. We will be back soon. Master...Master will definitely not know!"

Hearing her say this, the boy tilted his head and looked at her with his eyes: "Is that so?"

“Yes…that’s it!”

The girl took the boy's hand and forced him to walk outside.

Chapter 287: Golden Swords Fighting Arena

Along the way, the young man saw tall palaces that were either luxurious or magnificent, and there were monks constantly coming in and out, all of them were women without exception.

"Hey, I said my method is pretty good, right?"

Xueyue narrowed her eyes slightly, with an unconcealable smile on her face, and spoke in a low voice.

"..."

The young man reached out to brush away the hair stuck in his ears, feeling somewhat helpless when he heard that.

In order to successfully pass through and leave the place the girl called "Aoxue Peak", the boy was forced to wear a wig.

It's no wonder that the boy has a delicate and tender face, and a slender and thin figure. With a waist-length wig, he looks like a quiet girl.

After bypassing several palaces without being questioned, Xueyue's expression was visibly relaxed. After arriving at the flying platform at the edge of Aoxue Peak, she waved her hand and summoned a flying spirit weapon, shaped like a shuttle, which hung above the ground.

"Come on, I'll take you to a fun place."

The girl pulled the boy onto the flying spirit weapon and drove it in a certain direction.

The flying spirit soldier was extremely fast, but because he was protected by the spiritual shield, the young man was not affected by the strong wind.

He stared at this world intently, and his eyes gradually brightened.

What a view!

Countless peaks stand tall, like giant statues standing between heaven and earth, towering into the clouds, solemn and majestic.

The mountains were filled with mist and the sun was shining brightly, with a hint of golden halo. From time to time, streaks of light flashed across the sky, and they were female cultivators flying in the air on swords or riding cranes.

All of this is so beautiful that it seems like a paradise on earth.

"Senior Sister Xueyue, is 'Xuelingxu' the name of this place?" the young man suddenly asked.

"Ok?"

Xueyue blinked and corrected the mistake in his words: "'Xuelingxu' is the name of our sect, located in the 'Xueyue Mountains' at our feet."

"Snow Moon Mountains?"

Hearing these four words, the boy's expression became confused again.

"Yes, Snow Moon Mountains, the same as my name."

Xueyue also knew that her junior brother knew nothing, so she patiently explained to him: "Don't be fooled by the fact that it is spring-like here all year round and surrounded by clouds and mist. In fact, we are in the deep north of the Northern Territory. We are surrounded by heavy snow and the sky and the earth are all white."

Having said this, she suddenly stopped and looked at the boy with her twinkling ice-blue eyes.

Yin You took over the topic at the right time: "Then why is the Xueyue Mountain Range where we are not affected by the heavy snow?"

The girl curled her lips and explained the reason: "This is because the Snow Moon Mountain Range is protected by the formation left by the first generation ancestor, so it is not affected by the heavy snowstorm."

The young man heard this and seemed to be thinking about something.

Soon, Xueyue drove the flying spirit soldiers to land on a square: "We are here."

The boy looked up.

This was an extremely spacious square. There were already dozens of monks here. Although they were scattered everywhere, their eyes were all looking towards the center of the square, where there sat a circular platform made entirely of dark golden stones.

On the high platform.

The two young monks stood on each side, facing each other with weapons in hand.

"Tsk, it looks like we've arrived at the right time."

Seeing that the two monks on the high platform had not started fighting yet, Xueyue patted her barren little hill with a look of relief.

The young man looked puzzled: "Senior Sister, what are they doing?"

"The two sisters are sparring with each other in martial arts..."

Xueyue had just opened her mouth to say this when she remembered that the boy had lost his memory and knew nothing, so she stopped talking.

After a while, she slowly said: "This place is called 'Jin Ge Square'. It is one of the places where disciples often gather."

As she spoke, she raised her slender white jade finger and pointed to the circular platform in the center of the square: "That platform is called the 'Golden Swords Fighting Platform', which is a place specially used by the sect for disciples to compete in martial arts."

"Yesterday I heard from several senior sisters that a big battle will break out here today!"

Having said this, she looked at the two young monks on the platform with admiration:

"The one standing on the left is Senior Sister Mu Shiyan from Sword-Wen Peak. She is a disciple of the peak master of Sword-Wen Peak. She has a strong and pure sword spirit. She has only been practicing Taoism for more than forty years, but she has already reached the seventh realm. I heard that when she was traveling in the outside world, she killed a seventh-level peak beast with a single sword."

The boy looked in the direction she was pointing.

Standing on the left side of the platform is a tall, valiant female cultivator in a sword robe. She holds a three-foot-long green sword in her hand, with sword energy rising from her body.

"The one on the right is Senior Sister Gong Yiya from Tianxuan Peak. She practices the Way of Life and is also a cultivator of the Seventh Realm."

The Snow Moon Jade Finger shifted and pointed at another person standing on the high platform: "Don't be fooled by Senior Sister Gong Yiya's lack of momentum and her lazy look. In fact, she is very strong. The spiritual weapon in her hand is an extremely rare treasure of the Way of Life, which has all kinds of incredible and mysterious abilities."

Standing on the right side of the platform was a young female cultivator dressed in white with a plain face, holding a compass in her hand.

Yin You nodded and memorized their names and faces.

after awhile.

The defensive formation of the Golden Sword Fighting Arena was triggered, and a spiritual shield as transparent as water enveloped the entire platform. This was to prevent the fight between the monks inside from affecting the spectators in the square.

On the high platform.

Mu Shiyan's sword energy gathered and she whispered, "Junior Sister Gongyi, I'm sorry."

next moment.

Her figure disappeared.

the other side.

Gong Yiya lowered her head slightly, and the compass needle in her hand spun rapidly, finally stopping in one direction.

She moved lightly and took a few steps to the side.

The sound of a sword breaking through the air was heard.

A long sword with a cold glow passed by where Gong Yiya had just stood, only a few meters away from her.

"Oh?"

Mu Shiyan was slightly surprised, but she reacted very quickly. The palm holding the sword suddenly turned over, and the long sword turned over and slashed towards Gong Yiya.

But she was still a step too late.