Mountains and woods, insects, fish, birds and animals, the unique tranquility of the mountains.
The shadow of the sword passed through the clouds and arrived at this area accompanied by lightning.
An Wanxian, who was sitting sideways on the long sword, was doing sword magic with one hand and arithmetic with the other, frowning slightly.
"We're here," she said.
A muffled sound frightened countless birds away, and the thick snow also fell rustlingly.
The thunder light stopped, and Qing Yan reached out to gather the thunder spears to appear. The blue thunder light surged and turned into her robe.
She looked around, concentrating. All her perceptions were open to the limit, and even the realm of the Imperial Dao had a faint tendency to spread outwards.
Obviously she shouldn't be careless about this kind of thing, even if she wasn't alone at the moment, but there was another person, she couldn't be careless. Having dealt with filth, being able to easily dispose of embryos and eggs buried in secret corners doesn't mean that she can also dispose of them easily.
This "door".
Qing Yan's vision slowly broadened, and he passed through the forest area and saw the extremely clear lake water.
It's still snowing here.
An Wanxian sat on the sword, looking down.
This was obviously a long mountain range, but it broke off here and collapsed downwards, forming a large lake. It was snowing heavily, and the shore of the lake on the other side could not be seen.
You can still see signs of collapse on the edge, as if some force had forcibly peeled off the strata and mountains, leaving behind this lake.
She couldn't feel the filth either. It seemed that in just a few days, everything had melted into the lake.
"Are you sure that's the case?" Qing Yan asked.
She also noticed something was wrong.
It was so clean here, let alone filth, she couldn't even notice a speck of dust. The lake was as calm as a sleeping girl in the heavy snow. Standing on the shore of the lake, the rushing lightning was subconsciously restrained by her, not wanting to destroy the tranquility. Inexplicably,
It feels to Qingyan like the lake and sea deep in Taihang, except that there is no old camphor tree that blocks the sky and the sun.
The snow is even colder.
"It is indeed this." An Wanxian was sure.
"Then why..."
"Two girls, because it's over." Another old voice suddenly sounded between Qing Yan and An Wanxian.
Qingyan looked back.
She glanced at An Wanxian without leaving any trace, and judging from her expression, she didn't realize there was a third living being here.
Behind them, a human face appeared on a tree.
Very old.
If ordinary creatures see it, they may mistakenly think that this old man's face is the spirit of this tree. But Qingyan and An Wanxian discovered the clue at the first time. There is a very powerful consciousness in this tree, which does not come from
The tree itself comes from the earth. This is because the owner of this human face clings to this ancient tree in some way and uses this tree to talk to them.
"Who are you?"
"Most of the creatures in this mountain range call me Sanli," the tree said.
"There are also some creatures who respect me very much and call me king."
Qingyan, the king of Xiaoxing'anling, frowned.
She once heard Xue Qi mention the king of Xiaoxing'an Mountains, who was said to have a bad temper. She originally thought that his true form would be a powerful and ferocious beast, but she didn't expect that an old man would appear in front of her.
"I'm sorry, guest. Logically speaking, such a huge change has occurred in this mountain range. I should treat you as a person, at least in a reasonable manner." The old tree smiled.
Qing Yan once again sketched the image of an old human scholar in his mind.
He was very different from the kings she had seen. He was more like an old scholar than a demon or a king. He spoke in an unhurried and relaxed manner.
"My body is sleeping."
"I need to apologize to the person from Daxinganling for this." The old tree looked at Qingyan. "I know that wolves have invaded Daxinganling, and I should go to help. The wolf king of the grassland is definitely not the one from Daxinganling.
If we can stop it, if the wolves are allowed to tear a hole in the Greater Khingan Mountains, the entire north will fall. But I no longer have this ability at that time."
He sighed.
"I met another king wandering in the ice field."
"With the help of the power of the entire Lesser Khingan Mountains, I was able to barely repel it. As a result, I lost my lower body and had to go into hibernation. The protection level of the mountains reached a low point, allowing some things to seep in."
"I don't know what you call that place. Human beings in this world call it Siberia. In the memory of rising, they call that place Northland. In the far north of Beizhou, a wolf king who is by no means weaker than the grassland was born.
The terrifying existence.”
An Wanxian was silent.
In this short winter, the north was attacked from three sides.
The nationwide invasion of a country, the attack of prairie wolves, and the existence from the ice field described by the old tree.
There's something magical about it, everything happens at the same time.
"Where has that existence in the ice field gone now?" An Wanxian asked, she vaguely noticed something.
"He left, abandoned this mountain range, and went to other places. It was very sudden, and it also gave me a breather. His strength was terrifying, and I couldn't stop him. At that time, I fought him back. If he had nothing else
The goal or change will definitely come back, and I will be torn apart by him..."
The narration stopped suddenly.
The faces on the old tree became sleepy, with eyebrows and eyes drooped and narrowed into slits.
"Old man?" Qing Yan tentatively walked over and patted the tree trunk.
"Ah! Sorry, sorry..." Old Shu suddenly woke up.
"I'm too weak. If it weren't for the dragon that brought me great vitality, I might still be sleeping and you wouldn't be able to see me."
"Jiaolong?" Qingyan was stunned.
"Yes, a red dragon. That creature is quite powerful and should also be a crowned creature. Oh, by the way, there is an extremely beautiful woman beside him." The old tree continued.
Qing Yan's expression was a little stiff.
"The whole north is in chaos..." the old tree sighed.
"The creatures that are usually invisible are one after another, and the invasions that stay deep in the memory of the rise are really happening."
"Didn't I tell you why you can't feel what happened here? Because it's over. The dragon said this when he found me, what happened here is over, and it won't happen again for at least ten years.
Something like this appears.”
"The dragon also told me what happened in Daxinganling. I didn't expect that Tongmingzuo would be so traumatized one day."
The faces on the old trees gradually blurred.
"Why bother fighting for crossing."
"You guys are running around, so don't leave in a hurry. Stay here for a few days and have a good rest. I also hosted the dragon for a day. These chaotic days are over for now."
"Although the snow in Xiaoxing'an Mountains is cold, the beauty you see in spring cannot be seen elsewhere." The old tree's voice gradually became deeper, as if he was about to fall asleep again.
"Rui Wen." he shouted.
A lynx wandered out of the jungle and jumped nimbly onto the trunk of an old tree.
Beautiful eyes looked at Qingyan and An Wanxian.
"Two, do you want to go to the top or stay in the tree?" the lynx said with a smile.
…………
The scales cut across the sea of clouds, and Li Xi'an was swimming.
The golden candlelight finally glanced in the direction of Xiaoxing'anling.
That area was a cold white, which was especially obvious when looking down from his height.
The king of Xiaoxing'anling, Sanli.
A ginseng plant.
An old man.
And the king wandering on the ice fields.
Li Xi'an withdrew his gaze.
He will go to Changbai Mountain to watch the last days of the Tongming Constellation's awakening.
When the Transparent Constellation wakes up again, no matter how chaotic the north is, it will end there.
－－－－－－Digression－－－－－
The Changbai chapter is coming to an end
This is the longest short chapter I have written so far.