That night, Fang Yuan came out of refining a furnace of elixir in the Dharma Boat and made full preparations.

Then the next morning, when the wind and snow were getting heavier and heavier, he walked out of the magic boat, and by this time, he had removed all the magic weapons on his body, and even the piece of Zong-colored animal skin on his shoulder was also removed, only wearing a thin green robe, and he did not take off to ride the clouds, but walked on foot towards the Wuxue Mountain, which seemed to be connected with the sky, and his body was thin and straight.

The snow wind is like a knife, scraping the soul and destroying the bones.

The wind and snow here are so big that even the hard ice rock can be scraped out.

But Fang Yuan only relied on his mana and physical body to forcibly climb the mountain.

However, a few demons on the magic boat, with Fang Yuan's orders, could happily drive the magic boat and follow Fang Yuan, without having to come down and follow him against the wind and snow, but looking at Fang Yuan's appearance of climbing the mountain, they were also in a very complicated mood, and they couldn't help but worry for a while, thinking that their erysipelas were still in their bodies, and if they really wanted to freeze this guy to death, it wouldn't be long before they would have to bury this guy who didn't know his name.

Fang Yuan didn't worry about what these demons were doing, he was a person who had read books in Langya Pavilion for more than three years, there were truths and knowledge in the books, and there were many methods that ordinary people couldn't expect, and now he had at least more than a hundred ways to control these demons!

After entering the snow field, he felt that the other party had a reason to die, so he killed it unceremoniously, but for him, he always needed someone to help do some chores, so he also left a few people who looked pleasing to the eye, and let them stay on the magic boat to do things, although these were all fierce and evil people, but he was not worried, but one person fed a poison pill, and he was not afraid of them rebelling.

He had clearly told them that this poison pill could only be solved by a Great Dan Master with five or six lines, if you are sure that you can find such a person to help you detoxify, then just run away, if not, then stay honestly!

It is precisely because of this that he has been in harmony with these demons until now.

Since he entered the snow field, he naturally couldn't hide in the magic boat to enjoy the blessings, when he was studying in Langya Pavilion, Fang Yuan had also heard the legend of the transformation of the nine snow lines, so every time he crossed the snow line, he would follow this method to hone his sword intent.

Against the wind and snow, he walked slowly and slowly walked towards Wuxue Mountain.

When he crossed the first snow line and the second snow line, he also came over like this.

Temper!

The previous more than three years in Langya Pavilion was too comfortable.

So comfortable that he even forgot what it was like to endure hardship......

And now, he wants to forget the comfort of more than three years and walk back on this road.

The boundless wind and snow came in a long way, which was even more terrifying than the ice and snow magic power exerted by the Zhuji monk, and what was even more terrifying was that the magic power still had a time to stop, but this long wind and snow kept blowing over, without a moment's stop, and kept surrounding him, and walking between the wind and snow, he could only grit his teeth and endure it, and walk towards a higher place step by step......

The higher you go, the more intense the cold becomes......

The world is vast, a lonely cold, and it seems that he is the only one fighting against this vast world......

...... Wrong!

Fang Yuan's eyes turned slightly, and he looked ahead, there seemed to be another person there.

In Fang Yuan's field of vision, more than three hundred zhang in front of him, a small black dot appeared.

It seemed to be a thin woman, walking slowly forward.

Every step takes a lot of effort.

Her cultivation should not be high, at least she has not reached the Jindan realm.

For Fang Yuan now, he can still support the wind and snow in this Wuxue Mountain, the nine snow lines, one is more difficult than the other, with his cultivation, the first few snow lines cannot form too much pressure on him.

But that woman is different, judging from her cultivation in the foundation building realm, the wind and snow in this Wu Xue Mountain have reached the limit she can bear, and now she is only halfway up the mountain, she is already struggling to walk, drooping, it is hard to imagine, if you go up, the wind and snow are even more fierce, with her weak body and the cultivation of the foundation building realm, how can she withstand it.

But such a simple truth, the woman didn't seem to understand, her pace was very slow, but she didn't mean to stop, she was still climbing up the mountain step by step, the thin figure seemed to have an indescribable tenacity......

"Is this the Zhongzhou ascetic that the people in the inn are talking about?"

Fang Yuan glanced at her and remembered what those diners in the inn had said.

With a slight hesitation in his heart, he put an end to the idea of greeting him in the past.

The road is on its own!

In his opinion, this woman only has the cultivation of the foundation building realm, so she came to this third snow line to grind, in fact, it is a little too risky, if she continues to climb up, it is very likely that she will die in the wind and snow, but after all, her cultivation path, there is no need to stop her, after all, even if she dies in this wind and snow, it also represents a will to martyrdom......

So, he still followed his own path and slowly walked forward.

He could walk faster, but in order to perceive the cold between heaven and earth, he walked very slowly.

He knew that his real challenge would be in the back of the snow line, and now, with the help of the cold of the third snow line, he would let himself understand the power of heaven and earth, and be familiar with this cold environment, so as to prepare for the later grinding......

The wind and snow are getting heavier!

The snow beads as big as salt grains hit his face, not inferior to the flying knives, but they couldn't hurt Fang Yuan's body, but the ubiquitous chill began to penetrate Fang Yuan's body little by little, and the green robe he was wearing was also a fairy robe, which could be described as cold and hot, but in this ice and snow, the cold was too heavy, but it was not an immortal robe that could stop it, and it had already been cut into his body......

Just like the mana of the body protector, it seems to be soaked in this chill little by little......

Fang Yuan felt this coldness like a blade, and after a while, suddenly he had all his mana back!

It was as if the body had suddenly lost its shelter and the flesh began to tremble violently.

The cold seemed to be about to soak into his internal organs and even the depths of his soul in an instant.

But at this moment, Fang Yuan destroyed his sword intent.

He began to use his sword intent to fight against the endless, pervasive chill.

It's also like a master's move.

Use your sword intent to fight against the vast world and snow......

Between heaven and earth, the sound of the wind was much quieter, and the snow particles were also flicked away by the sword intent, Fang Yuan's cultivation sword intent was originally carried from the Infinite Sword Sutra, this kind of sword intent was perfect and seamless, just opposite to the ubiquitous cold between heaven and earth, it was like an invisible barrier, blocking the wind and snow of heaven and earth, making his body finally stop trembling and have a little warmth.

It's just that it also seems to anger heaven and earth.

The chill howled, and began to fight back towards Fang Yuan from time to time, and the tide rushed over.

But Fang Principle only maintained the peace of mind, and kept destroying the sword intent to the strongest level......

As he went, he had slowly crossed the mountainside and walked towards the mountain.

The sword intent froze, and the footsteps were slow.

I couldn't help but feel a little lost in my heart, and a thought came to me: "It seems that the power of this third snow line is still too weak, and the pressure on me is not enough, and because of this, I can't let my sword intent be effectively tempered......"

From the first snow line, he was using the power of the wind and snow of the world to hone his sword intent.

But now, after all, his cultivation is profound, his strength is strong, and the three snow lines in front of him, although it is cold and fierce, have not exceeded his limit, and of course he will not be able to achieve the effect of improving his sword intent, after all, tempering is to have the kind of power that exceeds his own limit, so that he can form a great pressure on himself, and it is possible to temper his will and improve his sword intent!

"Perhaps, only when I reach the fourth snow line, the power of heaven and earth will be useful to me......"

In Fang Yuan's heart, he had this idea a little helplessly.

He will still finish this third snow line, but he already knows in his heart that it is not very useful.

However, at this time, he had a slight feeling in his heart and slowly turned his head.

Although he walked slowly, the ascetic woman walked even slower than him.

He was trying to sense the cold of the world carefully and clearly, and the woman was really about to be unable to support it, but what surprised Fang Yuan was that she really kept walking from the foot of the mountain towards the mountain.

Now, they were all approaching the top of the mountain, and her performance far exceeded Fang Yuan's expectations.

However, at this time, she really couldn't support it, her body staggered, and she slowly fell to the ground, it can be seen that she has been struggling, trying to stand up, but her body and mana have been completely exhausted, every time she stands up, she is blown down by the wind and snow, like several times, she fell in the snow, painful and desperate, and let out a faint cry......

It was also this cry that made Fang Yuan, who originally wanted to continue walking forward, slightly stunned.

The cry passed through the distant wind and snow, and by the time it arrived, it was faint.

But from this faint voice, Fang Yuan faintly felt something familiar.

So he no longer hesitated, turned back, and his figure flew in front of the woman.

The thin woman finally ran out of oil and ran out of strength, and the snow mutton and ice grass stuffed she ate in the inn were not enough to support her so much consumption, so at the moment when she was closest to the top of the snowy mountain, she finally fell, and she didn't even have enough strength to turn back, which made her realize a terrible result, and screamed in despair......

Finally can't withstand this kind of grind?

She felt that her body began to tingle, and all kinds of hallucinations seemed to appear in front of her eyes, knowing that this was a precursor to freezing death, she raised her head in despair, wanting to see the top of the mountain that seemed to be close at hand, but could never be reached......

Then when she looked up, she saw a face she had always wanted to see!

A bitter smile appeared on her somewhat dirty face, and she whispered, "I still can't do it after all......"

"Why are you in trouble?"

She saw that the person in front of her spoke softly, and her face seemed to be a little surprised and unbearable.

Listening to this very real voice, the grievances and pains in the woman's heart, as well as the boundless fear, suddenly burst out like water of extinction, and two lines of eyes slid across her face, and immediately became frozen.

She raised her hand, reached out to the illusion, and shouted with all her strength, "I...... I just want to go that way......"

Then she felt that hand was grasped by a warm hand.

Then, her whole body was picked up.

Before the thin woman passed out, a puzzled expression appeared on her face: "Illusion, can it be so real?"

"However, dying in this illusion can be regarded as a good treat of God himself......"