Kimura poked his head out of the thick snow, and he looked around, and there was no color but the vast white of the snow, and the howling cold wind blew over his head, rolling up the snow and then falling back on top of his head. He felt a kind of sorrow for no reason, he didn't expect that the samurai in the sect would lose nineteen people at once, although he had a lot of opinions about Matsuda's method, but all the people died and dissipated.

He didn't want to let himself and the others come to this mysterious Changbai Mountain smoothly, but he met the martial cultivators living in this mysterious continent, and the strength of these martial cultivators was far superior to his own, he wanted to tell all this to the elders in the sect, but he found that he was lost, and he couldn't find a meeting place to book with the elders and others. He spent all night and day wandering in the vast snow-capped mountains, but he could not find a village, and he did not even meet a single figure except for the wild beasts that infested the snow.

He didn't know which direction he was going, he didn't know where his other companions had gone, but he knew that his mission had failed, and he knew what the consequences would be. He wasn't afraid of death, he just wanted to spread the news of the appearance of Han Wu Xiu to the elders. Although he didn't know what the purpose of coming to this mysterious continent was this time, as a loyal ninja of the Iga sect, he felt that he still had to tell the elders of the sect all this truth. He had already made up his mind that when the news reached the elders, he committed suicide like the well.

As an excellent ninja, he has long mastered the art of surviving in the wild, and even in this icy environment, he can fill his stomach in a hundred ways. He also knows how to use the most accurate and effective way to reduce his physical exertion, such as burying his body in this snowdrift, holding his breath away, leaving only the gossamer's breath to swim in his body.

There was not the slightest sound in the vast snow, and he crawled out of the snow, and in sight there was a hare that was out looking for food. Seeing the hare looking at himself with curiosity, he felt a little funny, why wasn't he just like this hare. There was a gurgling sound in his stomach, and he knew that he was hungry, and he looked very unkindly at the hare with an innocent look in his eyes.

The hare immediately sensed the unkind intentions of the two-legged monster a few feet away, and it spread its feet and ran wildly. Apparently, the hare was eventually caught by the two-legged monster, and struggled to escape from the monster's claws, but the hare's good fortune seemed to have run out of his life.

Kimura's eyes lit up with a crimson glow, and he knew how to kill a hare without wasting a drop of blood on it. The struggle of the hare in his hand began to slowly weaken, and he pinched the back of the hare's neck with a slight force, and the hare's leg kicked hard, so that there was no breath.

Taking advantage of the fact that the hare's body was still hot, Kimura opened his mouth and bit the hare's neck, and a pungent stream of blood poured from his throat. After sucking the hare's blood dry, he threw it out. Feeling better in his stomach, a wave of heat began to gush out of his body. For him, the blood of the hare was the most delicious, and the meat of the hare was disdainful.

He looked around, he didn't know where he had come to Changbai Mountain, he only felt that the cliffs were steep everywhere, and the towering snow-capped peaks reflected a little bit of light, and the light stabbed his eyes. He chose a long, narrow path and walked slowly towards the peak.

There was silence everywhere, that kind of silence made him a little panicked, the more he walked up the mountain, the more he felt panicked, the layers of fog around him came, he seemed to be in the misty fairyland, but the silence here was a little weird. He thought about retreating, but he knew that if he wanted to find his companions in the sect, only by climbing the highest peak of this Changbai Mountain could he determine the location of his meeting with the sect.

He came to the halfway point of a snowy peak, and he found a strange sight, that is, there was not a trace of snow on the halfway of this snowy peak, nor any trees and grass, only the hard rock. There is snow under the peak, and there is also snow on the peak, but there is no snow at all, and this strange scene clearly separates this snow peak, as if the snow peak has been cut in two.

Although he had doubts in his heart, he climbed to the top of the snowy peak, and over the place where there was not a trace of snow, he felt a trace of heat welling up from the rocks beside the path. He touched the rock next to him, and found that there was a hint of heat in the rock, and although his body had melted into the fog, he also felt the snowflakes floating in the sky. As soon as the snowflake fell on the rock, it melted away, and the snowflake melted away in an instant, leaving not even a drop of watermark.

He stood on the trail, looking at this strange phenomenon in amazement, he had never encountered it before, this Changbai Mountain was really mysterious. He thought that the sect sent them all the way to come here, there must be some purpose, is it related to this Changbai Mountain, he has some disbelief, although this Changbai Mountain has something strange, but this is not worthy of the sect so much, and he did not hesitate to send hundreds of ninjas to go.

Finally crossed this snowy peak, and the white mist around him became thinner and thinner, and when he stood at the highest point of the snowy peak, he looked ahead, and he was stunned for a moment. He saw a lake surrounded by mountain peaks, with white mist swimming in the air, setting off the lake mysterious and beautiful. It's like a fairy wearing a hazy gauze skirt that flickers and flickers.

Looking at this clear and clear mirror-like lake, Kimura's heart was shocked, he didn't expect that this lake was actually not frozen. There are a total of sixteen peaks around the lake, and the strange and steep peaks rise near the lake, reflecting the sparkling shadows in the lake, and its shadows are magnificent. He felt that these sixteen peaks were like sixteen warriors, guarding this jasper-like fairy, he had never been so shocked, it turned out that this Changbai Mountain was still so magnificent.

The white clouds on the surface of the lake gather and disperse, the fog rises and falls, and Kimura, who stands on the peak, is even more respectful, if it is not the gods, he will not believe it. As a ninja, he always had a heart of awe, fearing the gods, and he believed that there were gods in this world, and who would have created such a beautiful lake if it weren't for the gods. The water was as clear as jade, and the blue waves were rippling, like a layer of jasper, and every wave was a piece of exquisite jasper.

Just when Kimura was in awe and shock, the surface of the lake began to make bigger and more amazing waves, but the wind was only blowing like tree branches, and he could clearly see that the waves on the surface of the lake were getting bigger and bigger. And there was a gloomy atmosphere everywhere, and the gloomy atmosphere almost overwhelmed him. His heart suddenly shuddered inexplicably, and he didn't know what was happening, he looked at the lake where the waves were getting bigger and bigger.

Faintly he saw something leaping out of the lake, and he saw a long golden shadow leap out of the lake. When he saw the true face of the long shadow, he was even more shocked, it was a monster with scales like a long snake, a giant long snake, but it was not a snake, because the snake did not have claws, the monster had claws, and he did not see clearly how many claws there were.

The monster soared above the lake, sometimes speeding away into the white mist, sometimes swishing through the white clouds. Then the monster fell heavily on the surface of the lake, stirring up a huge wave that was more than ten feet high, and he finally got a glimpse of how big the monster really was.

It was a giant long snake-like monster, with a body of more than a hundred zhang, and its body was thicker than an ordinary bucket, especially the head of the monster, which was the most indescribable. It looks like a horse's head and doesn't look like a horse's head, with a long mouth with sharp fangs, and a few weird horns on the top of its head. The monster was so different that it surprised him, and his heart was even more frightened, it was like a dream.

"Roar", the monster rushed out of the lake, hovering in mid-air, and suddenly let out an earth-shattering bang. The sound shook Kimura's ears to the point of deafness, and the massive sonic impact knocked him over, and he fell to a rock, a huge pain that pulled him back from the shock.

He remembered an old legend about this mysterious continent, which said that the humans in this continent were all descendants of dragons and were protected by dragons. Could it be that this snake-like monster is the dragon that Han people say, his mind was in chaos, he couldn't believe what he was seeing, his heart trembled slightly, and he forgot all the great pain that was surging in his body.

There were legends about dragons in his country, but he had never seen a dragon, and he always believed that dragons were gods, and all he had to do was have reverence and the purest faith in gods. But he didn't expect to meet Shenlong, this kind of legendary god when he came to Changbai Mountain, he knew that he was lucky, and he couldn't help praying in his heart.

There are many legends about dragons, some say that dragons are a kind of demon, some say that dragons are gods who protect humans, but no one has ever seen a real dragon. No one knows which statement is correct, but Kimura's heart is full of contradictions, he doesn't know what the consequences will be if this monster discovers him. But he prefers to believe the second version, that dragons are gods, gods who protect humanity.

The dragon soared and rolled on the flat of the lake, it did not notice the small human at all, the golden body was reflected on the surface of the blue water, it was leisurely, he had to touch it again, and suddenly a wild wave rose and rushed to the sky. There seemed to be a jade rain above the sky, and the crisp sound was like a jade strike, and the golden shadow was churning in the clouds, and for a while, the towering and mighty mountain peaks were also eclipsed.

Kimura's mind went blank, his eyes were demented, he had completely forgotten his situation, he had forgotten his mission, he had forgotten the pain in his body. All he could remember was the golden shadow that tumbled in the clouds and leaped above the lake.

Many years later, Kimura still remembers the events of that day vividly, but when he told it all to future generations, he was met with a roll of his eyes. No one believed everything he said, and no one really believed that there was a god like a dragon in this world, and he could only remember everything that happened that day with the greatest sigh of his life. Because he knew that the luckiest day of his life brought him the most painful suffering of his life, but he never regretted it.