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Frozen.

The mountains are vast in the distance, and the snowflakes are fluttering nearby.

In a valley covered with snow and ice, a figure stood silently. Its feet are buried knee-deep in the snow, and its yellowish robe is slightly thin. The cold wind blew, and the clothes fluttered slightly with the cold wind. And his long body is upright and straight, like a tree trunk in the wilderness, although he is proud of the wind and snow, but he is also lonely.

He was stunned for a long time in the face of the boundless emptiness and silence, but he couldn't help but look back at the way he came, at the end of the more nothingness. The mask he was wearing glittered in the snowflakes. In his eyes, there is less laziness and casualness in the past, more a touch of bitterness, and a touch of loneliness!

Yuan Ling ran out of longevity and died.

An old man he met strangely, an ordinary disciple of the Immortal Sect. He spent his whole life to comprehend the immortal way, or also the realm of transcendent sanctification, but he abandoned his cultivation, and finally with gratification, regret, and the last piety, he knelt down in front of the altar of Tongtian, and lay in the withering of the years.

Before he died, he had to give him a ride himself. It's just a talisman to send him to the end of his destination......

Blameless turned back and looked ahead.

He is not a real monk, and he is not related to Yuan Ling, and in the face of his confusion of life and death, it is inevitable to empathize. Especially the old man was born with attachment and returned to attachment. Even if he had an epiphany at the end of his life, he still had no regrets. Looking back on my past few years, although I have escaped and survived, the confusion and panic on the way are not the same!

As it is said: between existence and non-existence, it is the life of immortals, and the moment of silence is the reincarnation of heaven and earth. Since the wind passes without a trace, why bother with the flowers behind you.

There may be only one immortal path, but there are thousands of ways to walk. Different paths lead to the same end, wonderful differences......

Wu Yi raised his hand and looked at the jade slip he was holding silently.

The jade slip was left by Yuan Ling, rubbing with no less than tens of thousands of characters, roughly divided into four parts, namely the heart, the knowledge, the learning, and the travelogue. Among them, astronomy and geography, all things in the universe, red dust and mundane, ghosts and ghosts, fairy perceptions, and so on, are all involved. Two hundred years of hard work can be seen from this.

However, he is not a studious person, such a huge work, it is better to leave it to someone who is destined for him!

Blameless put away the jade slip, and was silent for a moment, then retracted his mind and turned to look around.

This is the Ryuki River?

Frozen for thousands of miles!

Fortunately, he has spiritual power to protect his body, otherwise he would have frozen to death.

Blameless's eyes fluttered with a snowflake and fell on him.

Before the snowflakes fell, they slipped quietly away more than an inch away. And the body is still surging with qi, and it is not invaded by cold and heat.

He cracked the sleeves of his robe, let out a long sigh of relief, and after a little discernment of direction, his feet slowly floated, and then stepped forward. In the blink of an eye, there was a figure on the vast snowfield. Swift as the wind, without a trace behind him......

Longqi River, a radius of no less than tens of thousands of miles. From there, it has passed through the snow field, the Wanlu River, and finally passed through the Longzhu Spring, and you can reach the next boundary, Longkang Ridge. The map of Canglong Valley is simple to describe, and it is not easy to walk in the meantime.

Three days later, the wind and snow worsened.

Vast expanses of snowflakes danced wildly with the raging cold wind, far and near. It's like the sky is falling, and only the lost despair is being released!

Blamelessness is still walking at a rapid pace, and the lonely figure sometimes appears and sometimes hazy in the wind and snow. When he jumped up a hillside, he stopped and looked into the distance.

The scene around is still the same. As the cold wind passed, the white snow mist rolled up layer upon layer, rolling endlessly, like a silver dragon hibernating and then running over the snow field and raging endlessly. For a moment, it makes people at a loss and does not know where to go.

Wu Ji took out a pill of Bigu Dan and threw it into his mouth, then took out another spirit stone and held it in the palm of his hand, and after resting for a while, he rushed headlong into the depths of the wind and snow again.

At this moment, the map is useless. If you want to break out of this snowfield, you can only go straight down......

Seven more days passed.

A figure leaped up from the snowdrift, instantly shook off the snowflakes all over his body, and then ran with all his strength on the flat snowfield without touching the ground.

As the wind and snow fade away, there are icebergs ahead.

The mountains and rivers of different heights are covered with ice and snow. From a distance, the peaks and peaks are stacked, like pieces of silver dragon scales, undulating between heaven and earth. It is like a group of dragons lying horizontally, and the weather is myriad.

Without blame, the castration continued unabated, until he jumped on a hill, floated down from mid-air, and flicked his sleeves with a "snap", and wanted to have a posture of standing tall and proudly looking into the distance, but unexpectedly his feet slipped and flashed violently. He was able to stand firm, and in embarrassment, he could see the situation under his feet clearly.

The hill is also not an ordinary hill, but is covered with a thick layer of ice, hard and smooth, and it is difficult to stand on it at all. From the past, the glaciers overlapped, far and near, as if the sky and the earth were frozen, and the bone-chilling cold permeated all directions.

Shallow and easy to see, this is the Dragon Scale River.

Running the spiritual power without blame, the chill that only had it dissipated suddenly. He lifted his feet again, slid slowly down the hill, looked around for a moment, and then swept the ground at a rapid pace.

Half a month has passed, and the glacier has gradually risen. Within a few days, the icebergs also increased. When the surrounding ice peaks are numerous, it is gradually difficult to find the way out.

I have no fault for coming here, but I have to stop.

He lingered at the foot of the iceberg for a moment, but there was still no way out, so he took out his handleless blunt sword, and leaped towards the nearest ice wall, and then swung his arm quickly, and the blade of the sword swung up a string of ice chips, and then took advantage of the momentum to soar upward. After several times, people have reached the top of the iceberg of hundreds of feet. He fell down, only to realize that after the iceberg, there were still icebergs, layer upon layer, and there was no end in sight......

When there are no more icebergs in the way, it is already two months after stepping into the Longqi River.

A large valley appeared in front of me, and although the snow had not disappeared, there were groups of ancient trees on both sides, and there was a thick mist drifting in the valley. In the desolation that had been silent for a long time, a rare vivid scene was suddenly added.

On the ice peaks near the valley, a figure sat silently.

His golden-covered face had a look of exhaustion and loneliness in his originally agile eyes. Even if the way out ahead was imminent, he didn't seem to be able to lift his spirits, so he just supported his cheeks with his hands and was silently in a daze towards the empty world alone.

Blameless rushed here and did not continue on.

Along the way, except for himself, there was no more than half a figure. The torment of traveling alone is not only exhaustion, but also the panic of loneliness, like being abandoned by heaven and earth, often overwhelmed!

Fortunately, I was thinking about escaping from Gujian Mountain, thinking about seeing Qi Sanren, thinking about going home to see, and of course, thinking about Ziyan, so I had a persistent direction and the support of faith. However, there are always too many accidents on the way, which make people panic and be caught off guard!

Why are those monks still happy to be enlightened? For example, the Son of the Cloud and the Yuan Spirit......

Blameless's mind was a little disturbed, and then he straightened up, stretched his arms, opened his mouth and yawned.

It's cranky and tiring.

He wanted to sleep, but he was afraid that he would wake up and forget the hour again. I remember that in the Gongfa classics, there is a small method of detaching the mind from the body, and if you are skilled in cultivation, it is equivalent to sleeping with your eyes open. In the future, in your spare time, you might as well try one or two.

According to the map, the valley below should be the last pass of the Longqi River, Longzhu Spring......

Wu Yi looked down and looked down, his expression frozen.

In the depths of the valley more than ten miles away, there seemed to be movement. And I want to see it clearly, but it's hazy.

Alas, today's divine consciousness has reached 1,500 zhang, and I thought it was very powerful, compared to the width of heaven and earth, it was like the difference between clouds and mud!

He shook his head helplessly, got up, lifted his feet away from the top of the mountain, and when he fell, he took out his flying sword and slashed towards the cliff. Ice and snow stone chips splashed, and figures fell suddenly. After a while, the person reached the bottom of the valley, looked left and right for a moment, and then galloped forward.

If it was still the freezing season before, the valley in front of me was a little more of a scene of spring snow melting. In the remnant snow, the mist is kind, the ancient trees are green, and the wet mountain wind blows in the face.

The further you go, the stronger the spring.

Twenty or thirty miles later, there is an extra spring in the valley, and the thickness of the foot or zhang is different, and it is all foggy. From a distance, it is quite magical like pearls scattered. Dragon Ball Spring, but it is also appropriate. And when it was near, there was a sudden warmth and aura.

Wu Yi fell in front of a spring, and only then did he have to look down, but suddenly his expression moved slightly, and he turned his eyes up to watch.

At this point, the valley gradually narrowed, but it turned a corner in front of it, forming a clearing of about a thousand feet. Surrounded by steep cliffs, there are springs of all sizes, and more than a dozen monks gather together to set up a bonfire to grill food, or to shed their clothes and lie down in the spring. It's like the scene of playing on the outskirts of the city, but it is not a talented and beautiful woman from the capital, but a monk of Lingshan and a disciple of Gujian Mountain. And most of them took off their masks, and they all looked fearless, perhaps when they saw a stranger breaking in, everyone looked at it intently......

Blameless stunned in place, unable to advance or retreat.

If you want to go to the next realm, Longkang Mountain, the Dragon Ball Spring here is a must. As for how to get through, I still don't know what to do, but when I meet a group of disciples of Gujian Mountain, who says whether it will be extraneous branches!

Wu Yi was a little weak-hearted, and reached out to help the mask on his face.

At this moment, someone raised his voice and shouted: "Why should the junior brother hide his head and show his tail, and just have a pastime......"

The voice was made by a middle-aged man with a beard, lying naked in a spring, with his arms outstretched, looking pleasant. Before his words fell, someone not far away smiled and said: "Hehe, that's exactly the reason! Dragon Ball Spring is not only hot like boiling, but also rich in aura, soaking in it, the most soothing muscles and bones and nourishing the mind and body." Since the senior brother is not an outsider, he is himself. Wait a few days, it's not too late to leave. See, the way out is close at hand......"

The echo was a young man, who spoke and pointed behind him as he spoke. Through the mist of the spring, a mountain stream can be seen running through the cliffs.

Hey, I actually met a group of easy-going and hospitable Gu Jian Mountain disciples. There are still a lot of good people in this world!

Wu Yi put his mind at ease, raised his hand and said, "Hehe, I've seen all the senior brothers, the younger brother has something to do, don't ...... first."

He went round the spring and tried to find his way forward.

However, the strong man straightened up from the water and said with a puzzled expression: "Isn't this senior brother a disciple of Hundred Sword Peak?"

Without thinking much about it, he replied casually: "Ah...... The younger brother is from Huanglong Valley......"

And before he could speak, he immediately attracted a shout: "Since you are a disciple of Huanglong Valley, why are you wearing my Baijian Peak's clothes, where is Jiang Feng's junior brother, did you kill him......

In an instant, one figure after another jumped up.