Chapter 190: The mountain is like a ridge and its back is broken twice
The winds of the White Storm continued for several days and then weakened significantly. The eye chasing them had already passed through this area.
Although it has not stopped yet, it is more than a little smaller than before.
In order not to waste precious time, the three of them set off immediately and left the ice valley ravine.
It's easier to fall down than to go up. Fortunately, Zhang Manyue was there, and the smooth ice wall was not a big deal in front of her. The distance below the ravine was nearly ten meters from the top. Zhang Manyue was the first to go up, and then threw down the rope to pull the two of them up.
Go up.
The white storm was raging unbridled on the snowfield, and Feng Yu still felt that after the white storm passed by, the air pressure dropped and the air was particularly pure.
The three of them didn't say much. Zhang Manyue took a rough look at the direction. There was a vast expanse of white in the distance. The white world was filled with chaos. The sun's rays sporadically filtered through the clouds. The sky was hazy and very depressing.
Zhang Manyue's compass was working sometimes and not working, so she could only forcefully lead the way. At this time, Feng Yu and Zhang Xiuxian had no better way. It was better to have someone lead the way than to walk blindly by themselves.
Judging from the terrain and the direction of the dragon veins, Feng Yu can see the mountains and identify the dragons. If he looks for the Beilong, he won't be able to find a way out. But the first thing is that he has to see the mountains. In the snowfield
Where are the mountains to be found?
All Feng Yu and Zhang Xiuxian can do is trust Zhang Manyue, and the rest can only be left to fate. The old man called the mountain said that once the white storm breaks out, it will last for a month, and the only way to escape is through the Back Mountain.
Exiting the scope of the White Storm, and passing the Ridgeback Mountains, we are truly in the hinterland of the Greater Hinggan Mountains. The Xing'an Mountains area is vast, and the Ridgeback Mountains serve as a natural moat. Feng Yu feels that it should not be difficult to find.
Feng Yu checked the time before setting off. They rested all night under the ice valley, and it was six o'clock the next morning when they set off.
The three of them were silent all the way, connected with a rope, and walked forward little by little. After about seven or eight hours, Feng Yu saw the continuous snow-capped mountains and forests in the distance, and they reached the boundary of the snowfield.
Zhang Xiuxian excitedly waved her hand towards Feng Yu and pointed to the snow-capped mountains in the distance, looking particularly excited. Feng Yu's mental arithmetic was slightly relieved. It seemed that Zhang Manyue's path was correct. I really don't know how she did it.
of.
Nearing the snowfield area, the wind and snow basically died down. The three of them took off their thick wraps and ate some dry food while walking. The mountain looked close to us, but in fact it was still quite a distance away.
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Zhang Xiuxian said to Feng Yu: "The luck of the three of us is damn good. What do you think he would think if he saw the old man calling the mountain later?"
Feng Yu answered conservatively: "Let's not talk about whether this mountain is the Back Mountain we are looking for. Even if it is the Back Mountain, the old man who calls it Mountain may not be able to encounter it."
Zhang Manyue said at this time: "That's right, this should be the Ridgeback Mountain. I visited it once many years ago, and my luck was indeed good this time."
"What's the matter, I just said, this mountain is not Back Mountain, what else could it be? The old man who called the mountain must have gone in. Ya'er, wait for me to find him, I have to beat him into a sieve."
Feng Yu asked Zhang Manyue: "Have you been here before?"
"Well, I came in alone last time. I couldn't find the way, so I went back."
Zhang Manyue's answer was straightforward. Feng Yu actually wanted to ask Zhang Manyue why he came here, but he didn't ask. Instead, he said: "Why did you come in alone? Did you just come in all the time?"
Live in Manchuria?"
Zhang Manyue was silent for a while and replied: "I am looking for the content in Master's notes."
Feng Yu said "Oh", he knew that Zhang Manyue's master sent Guan Xi to be an ordinary person. According to the saying in the tomb robbing industry, Shou Guan Xi was a stick guest. This was unusual. Not everyone could do it.
Be a staffer.
Going one step further, Zhang Manyue's master was Qingyang Taoist, the Taoist thief who deceived the Faqiu Sect and took the Faqiu Heavenly Seal. Her sect had a complicated background.
Feng Yu didn't need to ask more questions. He knew that Zhang Manyue wouldn't tell him if he asked him. This was a family matter. Feng Yu naturally had no right to ask what was written in the notes sent to Kansai.
Zhang Xiuxian saw the opportunity and asked Zhang Manyue: "Does your master Ya'er want to steal the Immortal King's Palace? Is there a way to get in in the notes?"
Zhang Manyue felt that things had come to this point. There was no airtight wall in the world. Since the two of them were going to enter the Immortal King's Palace together, they should know more or less the real content.
"Do you still remember the four dragon language pictures?" Zhang Manyue asked.
Of course Feng Yu remembered the four Dragon Language Pictures, plus the two in Zhang Manyue's hand and the two from his father Feng Qing, now there was only one Dragon Language Picture whose whereabouts were unknown.
"Could it be that the Immortal King's Palace was mentioned in the Dragon Language Diagram?" Feng Yu asked guessing.
"To be honest, Feng Yu, I have found the last dragon language picture. There are indeed some things in the dragon language picture that are beyond our knowledge."
Zhang Xiuxian asked anxiously: "What knowledge? What is in it?"
In recent years, Feng Yu has learned a lot about the Feng family in "Ode to Coffin Mountain", which mentioned the dragon language picture. Coffin Wuxi, a man from Coffin Mountain, came into the world to help Wang Mang in the reform of the Western Han Dynasty, and later made great contributions to Feng Shui.
He was extremely accomplished, and his Feng Shui achievements were recorded and passed down by later Coffin Mountain people in the form of dragon language pictures. This Coffin Wu Xi is truly a strange and expert person.
The Feng Changmen in the Immortal King's Palace came from what Coffin Witch Creek had learned.
Hearing Zhang Manyue talk about the Dragon Language Picture, Feng Yu had probably guessed what Zhang Manyue was going to say.
"Four dragon pictures can be put together to form a very strange map. I have two in my hand, and I still can't figure out the mystery. However, in my master's notes, he once wrote that the dragon language picture is related to something incomprehensible. He once thought that
This kind of thing is related to the pressure dragon bone, so Master and the old man are always looking for the pressure dragon bone. When I compared the two dragon language pictures, I realized that Master was wrong. The pressure dragon bone and the dragon language picture should be talking about two different things.
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Feng Yu added: "Actually, it's not true. There is an ancient book in my Feng family. It talks about the Dragon Language Diagram. Your master's guess is right. The Dragon Language Diagram does have its secrets, and this secret is about survival.
I don’t know much about the immortality, dragon bone, it’s always something that appears in the mouth.”
Zhang Manyue looked at Feng Yu, her eyes filled with frost. She asked, "Are you saying that the secret of the Dragon Language Diagram covers longevity? But what my master guessed was not such an answer. He was referring to something unsolvable.
These things have nothing to do with immortality."
Zhang Manyue's words actually made Feng Yu ask, how could he get another answer after sending it to Kansai? What does the so-called incomprehensible thing mean?
Zhang Xiuxian stared at him, not knowing what the two of them were arguing about, "I said, what are you two talking about? What do you mean by something incomprehensible? If it can be explained, it can be solved, if it can't be solved, then it can be solved.
If you don’t have a solution, why bother? It’s like a hen hatching a duckling, and it’s very uncomfortable to be idle.”
In the blink of an eye, the three of them were under the mountain.
This mountain is most likely the Back Mountain. The two sides of the mountain change significantly because the mountain stands so high that the wind and snow on the snowfield stop abruptly and are blocked by the mountain.
On the other side of the mountains, there is a dense virgin forest. There is a difference between the mountains and there is no snow on the other side.
After climbing the mountain, Feng Yu finally understood why this place was called Back Mountain.
The mountain is like a backbone broken into two layers, separated by wind and snow. In Feng Shui, this is the Tai Chi theory that is divided into two layers.
Feng Yu could tell at a glance that the Ridgeback Mountains were definitely an important mountain range in the Xing'an Mountains.
The three of them were going to climb over Ridgeback Mountain and rest on the other side of the mountain. Feng Yu looked at the time and saw that the day's journey had reached seven o'clock in the evening.
After starting to climb Chibei Mountain, Feng Yu and Zhang Manyue didn't say anything about the Dragon Language Picture. If they wanted to climb Chibei Mountain, they would definitely not be able to go straight up. The three of them had to go around in circles and go through the ravines in the mountain so that the roads faced each other.
If it is slower and goes straight up and down, that is not called climbing, that is called wandering.
After wandering through many mountain passes under the gray night, at around nine o'clock in the night, they finally entered the virgin forest behind Ridgeback Mountain.
Separated by a mountain, there is indeed a cave. Judging from the temperature Feng Yu felt on his body, it had risen by more than five degrees.
There is no snow on the ground, it is all soft ground under the accumulation of thick fallen leaves. The land is black. The trees here are as tall as the sky, and there are forests of pines and cypresses with corresponding drums and drums.
Although the sky has turned dark, the scene in front of me is particularly quiet under the cold moonlight. This is what the Xing'anling area should look like. It is now August and September, and it is the hot time when the snowfields are formed.
The white storm was incredible. Feng Yu had once doubted the direction that Shanshan was leading. But the world is so big and full of wonders. There was nothing in the Xing'an Mountains that he, an outsider, could not imagine, even in September.
Snowstorm.
Zhang Xiuxian has been in the Northeast for long enough, and he knows the cause of the snowstorm in the Xing'an Mountains. The northwest wind from Siberia in the north blows to the continuous Xing'an Mountains, forming a turbulent air flow, and then moves to the low pressure area in the opposite direction.
It converges with the cold current in the local snowfield to form a wind direction, which is the formation of the white storm.
Feng Yu didn't know whether Zhang Xiuxian's statement was correct or not, but Zhang Xiuxian also said another thing, that is, the snow monsters in the snow mountains do evil things. Compared to the latter, Feng Yu would rather believe the former.
The three of them found a hard place in the forest, pitched two tents, and after eating something simple, they took turns to rest with Zhang Xiuxian guarding the first shift. After all, humans are not machines, and they have to sleep to relax their spirits.
Zhang Xiuxian has lived in the rural areas of Northeast China for several years, and is quite familiar with some of the specialties of the Northeast. For example, he knows very well what will offend the immortals. The rural areas of Northeast China are not like those in the Central Plains. They are relatively remote, and many rules cannot govern these places.
Therefore, in some villages, the words of the goddess are often more effective and deterrent.
Take the choice of a place to pitch a tent as an example. Zhang Xiuxian deliberately chose a high place rather than a low one, and he chose rough places rather than high ones. Since the last incident with the Great Fox, in his own words, this is called driving with caution.
Wannian boat, in the Northeast, this is called doing as the Romans do.
