Different places have very different definitions of severe cold.
In the eyes of Zhou people, Qi Mo and other states in the north were absolutely bitter and cold places.
But if people from the Northern Wilderness Snowfield say it, the wind and snow in Qizhou is so gentle.
Just like a girl's hair, it feels a little itchy on the face, and even makes people feel intoxicated, and they are immersed in it and don't want to wake up.
Under the dark night.
The carriage driver faced the blowing wind and snow with a feeling of great enjoyment on his face.
He took off the wine bag tied to the saddle, pulled out the stopper and took a sip. "Sure enough, the weather is still good in the south. Even on a windy and snowy night, it feels like a gentle breeze blowing on my face and a steady spring rain."
The battle ahead was over, and the driver finally felt relieved.
No need to be as worried as before.
Snap!
"you you……"
"I will investigate the matter of Junior Sister Gong myself."
Now, apart from him, there is only one chariot driver left, whose strength level is not even as good as his, a traitor to the sect.
She stopped just inside the door and could already see the wide stone hall at the end of the cave.
Not long after, he calculated the time, and suddenly some doubts arose in his heart.
Without warning, there was a soft pop.
She was silent for a moment and sighed quietly.
He doesn't want to die, so as long as there is a glimmer of hope to live, he must hold on tightly and never let go.
"Junior Sister Gong, is she no longer here?"
"How is this possible? Even if he has been born from Yin and Yang and broken through Yang, he can't be so fast without ever having been exposed to the Nine Transformations of Lingming."
Chu Yan tried his best to resist the urge to turn his head.
At this moment, the carriage slowly stopped.
Even the three views were impacted like an explosion.
The cold wind howled outside the car, and heavy snow mixed with ice particles kept hitting the car, making a dense crackling sound.
This is two years, not two months, let alone two days.
He directly chose no.
At this moment.
Another breeze blew by, and a second breath overflowed from the carriage, disappearing silently into the darkness.
It’s just that because of differences between people, the speed may be faster or slower.”
Whoosh!
The white robe floats, with countless transparent silk threads pouring out of it.
He forced himself to support himself, not taking his last breath yet.
Whether it was the guards who went out to explore the way at the beginning, His Highness Huang Chen behind him, or even the attendants who just went to meet him, they were all killed by the demon, chewed up and eaten with bones and flesh, without leaving a trace.
"You are the only one left."
In the carriage, Wei Tao carefully put away the Nine Transformations of Lingming, and then brought the crystal clear jade in front of his eyes.
"kindness!?"
"The Dingxuan Sect is right in front of my uncle!"
Chu Yan also exhaled a long breath of turbid air, inexplicably giving birth to the strange feeling of narrowly escaping death and then coming back to life.
However, there were more than a dozen of them just now, and Huang Chen, the master of Yangji, was among the team.
Time passed little by little.
Snap!
It's like getting rid of the constraints, almost wanting to ride the wind back home, and the whole person becomes extremely light.
Suddenly, that voice sounded again.
Quietly, the status bar appeared before my eyes.
The only bad thing is that the wind is too cold, which makes my brain numb.
Slowly flowing from far to near.
Wei Tao quietly stared at the jade in his hand, but after all, he did not send it to the status bar immediately.
He knelt down and prostrated himself on the ground.
The next moment, the voice sounded again, with a hint of reminiscence.
Click!
Lying softly on the cold hard ground, his limbs twitched a few times and then became motionless.
But in this dead silence, she felt a strong and chaotic vitality, coming from the direction of the back mountain.
Disciple has missed me so much these days, so when I just sensed the aura of Weisi's manifestation, I thought it was the teacher who heard my voice, and even if I crawl out of hell, I still want to come and see you again."
The deepest part of the pupils reflected the huge stacked and surging mountain of flesh, on which grew the head of a girl with a bright smile.
Yun Hong laughed again, causing the utensils and furnishings next to him to tremble, "Uncle, haven't you seen that the Dingxuan Sect is here!"
The footsteps got closer.
It seems that in its eyes, the motionless person is just a stone, without any threat, and does not need any vigilance.
However, when she returned to the mountain gate this time, she was surprised to find that her home was empty, and there was no longer the smell of fireworks that once flourished.
Soon after, the carriage was submerged in the wind and snow.
At this moment, he felt as if he was dreaming.
Together with the darkness flowing like water, it soon came closer.
You have to go through the horrific experience just now from beginning to end.
What's more, the person opposite is just a Yuan Daozi who is pretending to be a magician. I am really too worried and have lost the transparency I should have."
But as time goes by, it brings even more unacceptable disappointment.
"How on earth did he do it?"
Huangchen's coachman was bleeding from all his orifices, covered his chest and fell down.
Lingming Elder Chu Yan did not respond to the coachman, but silently stared into the dark, windy and snowy depths.
Also falling along with it was the Chu eaves standing in front of the carriage.
"So, I have to thank Master Luo for creating the knot of unity, so that the disciples, elders, deacons, brothers and sisters can be of the same mind, regardless of each other.
My mood gradually calmed down.
"I still remember that Concubine Shang Ning once used this method and practiced it to the seventh level of the Nine Transformations of Lingming, breaking through the realm and entering the mysterious realm.
Although the sound is not loud, it can even be said to be very light.
"The first seven changes are all quantitative changes. As long as a warrior has good talent and qualifications and is suitable for the Lingming Mountain Kung Fu, as long as he practices hard and wholeheartedly, he can basically improve step by step.
Chu Yan took a deep breath of cold moisture and exhaled slowly.
A figure with stiff and twisted movements walked slowly along the slippery stone steps in the mountain.
"So that's it."
The feeling of being spied on never went away.
His forehead was buried in the ice and snow, and he didn't dare to make any other movements.
………………
Snap!
A smile appeared on the girl's face, and her voice was bright and clear when she spoke, causing the body below to tremble slightly.
Empty and dead silent.
Luo Qingjun tried his best to sense and find the breath of living people.
"Thank you for sending me to Fucheng."
Chu Yan seemed to have turned into a sculpture, his eyes dimming little by little.
"As the saying goes, one method can be used to master all methods. After I upgraded the Blood Network to the seventieth stage, some basic skills of the great sect that were once unattainable suddenly became enthusiastic and proactive."
Follow the previous route and continue towards Qizhou Fucheng.
If this person's speed in breaking through the cultivation realm is like a flying arrow, then he, the Xuangan elder of Lingming Mountain, can at best be regarded as a snail crawling on the ground.
A piece of yellowed dead leaf came with the wind and floated past the side of the carriage.
Although he later faked his death and escaped to the Northern Wilderness, he never thought that he had become an outsider.
Standing at the entrance of the cave again, memories that I didn't want to mention were brought back to me.
Instead, a towering mountain stands in front.
Wei Tao closed the volume, closed his eyes and thought about it.
The sky is getting dark and darkness is coming.
There was also a feeling of being secretly observed and spied on, which also appeared along with it.
"Just now, when I sensed the breath of life, I thought it was someone who climbed to the top of Dingxuan Mountain, but I never expected that it was Master Luo who returned to the mountain gate."
Luo Qingjun took a deep breath of the cold air, raised his head and looked at the hall in front of him, his heart slowly sinking involuntarily.
"In just such a short time, he didn't even know if he had enough time to read through the secret books carefully, but he had already started practicing.
Luo Qingjun shook his head and stepped into the darkness.
"I am us, we are me!"
Amidst the heavy snow, it forms a scene of dynamic and quiet scenery.
"Of course it's me, and it's also us."
"There are many stories about monsters in the world, but they are all just rumors and hearsay. Recently, I have been in an unstable state of mind and have been plagued by delusions. I have actually learned to scare myself.
Wei Tao made up his mind and opened the Nine Changes of Lingming again, quickly immersing his whole mind in it.
Wei Tao rubbed his sore eyebrows, and after a long moment of silence, he slowly shook his head.
Light footsteps reached my ears.
His body was also trembling slightly uncontrollably, like an extremely depressed volcano that would erupt at some point with terrifying energy that would destroy everything.
The carriage door was opened.
"If Lingming Baoyu is found (damaged), should it be absorbed?"
It was precisely because of its help and the extremely complex blood network in his body that he was able to enter the Nine Transformations of Lingming so smoothly and directly practice to the third transformation.
After a long time, until the rabbit disappeared, she got down from the rock where she was standing and continued to climb the stone steps slowly.
"Being able to serve the Taoist Master is a blessing gained from the villain's previous life."
It was like there were many people talking and expressing their opinions nearby. The various sounds were mixed together and eventually turned into the roar of a swarm of flying bees.
A figure slowly emerged from it.
Only bits and pieces of debris were left, mixed in the snow and scattered on the ground.
It solidified just a dozen steps away.
The cold wind howled and heavy snow fell on the car.
She lowered her eyes, her eyes were cold and full of murderous intent.
The deeper she went inward, the more confused and solemn her expression became.
After walking a certain distance, Chu Yan finally saw the extremely wide battlefield. His heart seemed to be grasped by a cold big hand, and then squeezed inward with force, making his eyes darken and he could hardly hold on.
Sit upright.
Chu Yan's pupils suddenly shrank, and the corners of his eyes and mouth twitched slightly. He couldn't believe what he was feeling.
Of course, I still can’t understand her idea of suppressing my cultivation back then and not allowing us to completely let go and go further.”
During Chu Yan's decades of martial arts practice, he had met one talented Lingming Mountain disciple after another, and watched them grow step by step and reach different levels.
After sighing with emotion, the carriage became quiet again.
I saw Chu Yan slowly lowering his head, his brain mixed with blood flowing all over the floor.
However, before he could begin to think about the meaning behind these two sentences, an inexplicably familiar breath quietly overflowed from behind.
The closest one was Concubine Shang Ning, who was taught the Dharma by the mountain master herself. Her high talent and qualifications and rapid progress in cultivation surprised even him, the elder of Lingming Mountain.
Whoosh!
Countless transparent threads danced wildly, driving Luo Qingjun forward.
Not long after, Luo Qingjun stopped at the entrance of a dark cave.
These words were like thunder, exploding in Chu Yan's ears, shaking his consciousness almost completely blank.
"Where are their people?"
Dark cracks, large potholes, and the lingering aura of terror can be seen everywhere, which almost directly triggers mystical delusions and plunges me into unbearable torture.
This time, Wei Tao did not make a choice immediately, but remained silent for a long time.
Suddenly, a sigh sounded from behind.
"What is recorded in this volume is actually a detailed explanation of the secret method inherited from Lingming Mountain."
This feeling is even more terrifying than the first time I saw Huang Chen. It makes people feel so palpitated that they can't breathe normally.
When he is in a high mood, he will be given generous rewards.
Before she finally chose to enter the Northern Wasteland, she lived in this dark cave for a long time, spending countless painful and torturous days and nights there.
Chu Yan, who was driving carefully, was slightly startled.
To be honest, he didn't understand.
Wei Tao stopped and turned around to look.
"Daozi, spare your life, I have no choice but to do it, they..."
"Before, your mood fluctuated and your true energy and blood circulated spontaneously. It was obviously the method of the Nine Transformations of Lingming."
Chu Yan took a closer look, and endless despair and fear suddenly surged in his heart.
Then there was a soft creaking sound, and the door of the carriage was opened. "Then you are in luck. I am quite tired now and I just need a coachman."
Chu Yan blinked, still unable to accept it for a while.
Two lines of tears flowed from Yun Hong's eyes, but she still had an unchanging smile on her face, "Unfortunately, the disciples don't know whose hands the teacher died in, but the Qinglian Sect is closely related to Xuanwu Dao and Yuan.
After waiting patiently for a while, Chu Yan felt a little cold for no reason, and a trace of unspeakable fear also surged into his heart.
A snow-white rabbit ran past her feet, clawing away the snow not far away and gnawing on the dead grass below.
"Even if they crawl, they should crawl back with His Highness on their backs."
"As the teacher's senior sister and the former head of Dingxuan, Master Luo should know exactly what the teacher has discovered. If you can tell us in detail, the whole Dingxuan sect will definitely be grateful."
The fallen leaves simply disappeared.
Finally, the darkness stopped changing.
Look at your nose with your eyes, look at your mouth with your nose, look at your heart with your mouth, and sit upright on the shaft of the chariot without moving.
Time passed little by little.
Chu Yan murmured to himself and looked at the front shrouded in darkness. The fear in his heart seemed to have taken root and was quickly occupying his entire heart.
The blood dripped down, and most of it was swallowed up by the dense threads and holes before it fell down. The remaining small part rubbed against the wall behind, dyeing it a large dark red color.
Wei Tao didn't look at him again and walked straight towards the sleeping Fucheng ahead.
He only felt a chill on his forehead, and when the wind and snow blew over him, he suddenly felt an inexplicable and strange feeling of relief.
"Master Luo went to Beihuang, and his whole person seemed to be a little abnormal. He even lost the keen eyesight that he had before to see everything."
After a moment of silence, she asked, "Except for Junior Sister Gong, where are the others at Shanmen? Where have they gone?"
The lights embedded in the stone walls were lit from near to far, illuminating her path forward.
The snow is falling heavily and the cold wind is howling.
Chu Yan looked around and took a look.
Along with it, there was a buzzing noise that filled her eardrums.
As a result, it only took a sip of tea to reach the level of cultivation progress that Taozi of Lingming Mountain would take years to complete.
Therefore, it is not advisable to kill the chicken to obtain the eggs.
And it's an infinite loop of nightmares.
Chu Yan suddenly trembled and swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, feeling that he had stepped into the gate of hell with one foot.
Chu Yan's heart suddenly sank, a layer of sweat instantly appeared on his forehead, and he subconsciously opened his mouth to beg for mercy.
…………
Soon after, the treacherous threads began to close inward, leaving dense traces on the thick snow, and finally disappeared into the body shrouded in white robes.
Now just need to wait quietly.
The car was completely silent, as if there was no one inside.
Then he will enter the land of the dead and send all the Qinglian believers to the underworld to be buried with their teacher."
"Dingxuan Mountain is still the same Dingxuan Mountain, but I don't know how different the people who live in the mountain are from those days."
It was like a wisp of breeze that swept across his body.
From time to time, she stopped somewhere and stared quietly at the snowy scene in the distance, with a look of reminiscence in her eyes.
Wei Tao's tone was calm, without a trace of emotion, "So, you are not a warrior in the Northern Wilderness, but a member of the sect who has been cheating on others."
From the first wisp of breeze, in just three breaths, huge waves were already rising in Chu Yan's heart.
For the first time since entering the stone hall, Luo Qingjun looked away from Yunhong and looked at the dark red wall behind her, smelling the lingering sweet smell.
Dingxuan Mountain became more and more lifeless.
Luo Qingjun sighed lowly, slowly raised his head, and looked at the mountain gate in the distance that had stood for countless years.
Chu Yan kowtowed, and straightened up when he got close to him. Without any hesitation, he sat directly in the coachman's seat.
I obviously know every word, but when put together it becomes a holy book, and I can't figure out the key to it even after thinking about it.
Luo Qingjun took a deep breath, closed his eyes and opened them again.
Compared with this man, all his years of hard work seem to have turned into a joke.
Even now, the identity of "Dingxuan's parents" is still retained.
A semi-circular object flew high into the sky, spinning to the ground with its black hair flying wildly.
but.
"If Lingming Baoyu is found (damaged), should it be repaired?"
Chu Yan's face was pale and he was still struggling to support himself.
Luo Qingjun looked around at the unusually familiar environment and continued to walk slowly along the stone path under his feet.
In an instant, he had passed several halls, passed through a narrow mountain road surrounded by pines and cypresses, and arrived at Dingxuan Back Mountain, where few people usually go in and out.
All the faces were completely covered by the hood, and even the eyes were not exposed. There was nothing particularly surprising about it.
Click!
She occupies almost half of the stone hall, and the surface of her body is full of dense holes, and there are countless silk threads of various colors, like dense hair, going in and out of the flesh.
Under the hood, a lonely expression appeared on the left side of Luo Qingjun's face. After a long silence, he sighed and said, "Do you know who killed Junior Sister Gong?"
"Master Luo, are you ready to avenge your teacher? This is really a sisterly bond that makes the disciples cry."
By the time he stopped in the square in front of the main hall of Dingxuan, this doubt had reached its peak.
Yunhong blinked her rippling eyes like autumn water, and along with the wounds on the surface of the meat mountain, another pair of different eyes were added among the countless holes in an instant, and they blinked together.
Suddenly, a surprised voice came from inside the carriage.
"Could it be that Sun Xiyue came and slaughtered all my Dingxuan clan!?"
The entire Dingxuan Mountain was quiet.
It's so slow that I wish I could just crush it to death.
She paused, her face suddenly became distorted and crazy, and her voice was buzzing when she spoke again.
"One breath changes, three breaths changes."
The whole person became silent.
If Uncle Luo is determined, he can go to Qi and Xuan states now, kill Ning Xuanzhen and Qi Taiquan, and massacre their disciples and grandchildren.
The horses pulling the cart snorted from time to time, dragging the wheels across the road with endless creaking.
It's still covering up a little bit.
However, even Concubine Shang Ning took nearly two years from the time she started practicing the Nine Transformations of Lingming to reaching the level of the third transformation.
"Yes, Master Luo may not know yet, but the teacher is no longer in this world, and I don't know when and where he passed away.
Suddenly, a soft light lit up.
"As for the ninth change that follows."
In his perception, he did not see a person approaching slowly with slightly stiff steps.
Luo Qingjun narrowed his remaining left eye and focused his attention on Yun Hong.
But when it fell in Chu Yan's ears, it was like thunder, shaking him so much that he couldn't help but tremble violently.
Even within the deep mountains, everything is covered in a vast expanse of white.
"Are you Yunhong, the disciple of Junior Sister Gong!?"
There seems to be a life-devouring demon hidden inside.
One person and one rabbit, several steps apart.
In his eyes, the darkness ahead seemed to come alive.
Light and dark switch instantly.
At this time, the test for practitioners has really come. Whether you can break through the mystery and become a master, in addition to your natural talent and perseverance, there is also an element of luck based on your appearance, which really leaves people speechless."
Good things should be put to their best use.
Suddenly darkness surged like a tide.
"We are the Dingxuan Sect, and the Dingxuan Sect is us."
The entire carriage is illuminated.
Quietly, her figure gradually faded, as if blending into the wind and snow in the sky.
Suddenly, she suddenly raised her head and looked beyond the Dingxuan Hall in front of her towards the back mountain shrouded in the wind and snow.
Wei Tao walked out of the carriage, "To express my gratitude, I personally gave you a ride. I didn't let you get the bad name of a domestic slave with three surnames. You should be able to understand my good intentions."
At least he has to wait until he has drained it of its use value and used it up, and then let it use its final light and heat to fill the treasury in the status bar.
Huang Chen is a great master in the realm of yin and yang, and he is also a master who is favored by Brahma in the Northern Wilderness and surrounded by spiritual energy. Even if Ning Xuanzhen comes, he may not be able to take his life far away from Qinglin Mountain.
Then being blown by the howling north wind, my heart felt as cold as falling into an ice cellar.
Luo Qingjun frowned slightly, quickly turned a corner, and then passed through a half-open metal door.
Speaking of this, Yun Hong stretched her neck hard and stared at Luo Qingjun with her eyes.
The one sitting in the back sounds like he is about the same age as Huang Chen at most.
Immediately afterwards, a new line of handwriting appeared.
The cold wind swept across the wilderness, and the heavy snow danced with it.
"It's such a huge mountain gate, but not even a single person showed up. What happened?"
"The fellow sect of Lingming Mountain also had a bad fate. Thirty years ago, he had a fight with the Qinglian Demon Sect. He had not really recovered his strength. As a result, he was kicked through the mountain gate by the Northern Wilderness Prince and broke in. I don't know if he will be able to survive in the future.
Preserve the blessed land of Lingming Mountain."
With a bit of sudden joy.
"The Nine Transformations of Lingming, in a sense, should actually be the Three Transformations of Lingming."
The ground was a little strangely sticky, and there was a faint smell of blood, which even the howling cold wind could not dissipate.
The only difference is the person entrenched in the open space.
The vitality became more and more intense, but the feeling of chaos also became more serious. It felt like countless tangled threads to her, as if it was on the verge of collapse and explosion.
"Master Tao, I'm sorry for you."
All the disciples disappeared without a trace, and only she, the "resurrected" leader of the sect, returned to her hometown.
"you?"
"Those attendants who went to meet us should be back anyway."
The man was wrapped in a black robe.
I didn’t expect to see the complete Nine Transformations of Lingming here, it’s really an unexpected gain.”
Looking at that innocent and beautiful girl's face from afar.
Luo Qingjun took a deep breath again and slowly exhaled.
"It's like asking me to practice Xiuyuan Yiyuan Guiyuan Gong now. Although they are both sects' Quanzhen internal training methods, the fundamentals inside are different. Even though I have practiced the Nine Transformations of Lingming to the level of mystical senses, I want to
Getting started with Guiyuan Gong is not that easy.”
But Chu Yan's body tensed up instantly.
Gudong!
Taking the square in front of the temple as the center, it extends towards the surrounding buildings.
"Is this guy still a human being?"
Luo Qingjun was unmoved at all and moved forward quickly in the darkness.
Uh-huh...
It is simply more convenient and faster than using gold coins to upgrade.
It's just a pity that the teacher is no longer here. Without her guidance and advice, even if we are of the same mind, we can't see clearly what she saw at the beginning, and we can't empathize with her fear.
Chu Yan accompanied him and asked cautiously, "Daozi, we will arrive at Qizhou Fucheng soon. Do you want to stop here and rest, or continue on the way back to the mountain gate?"
At this moment, the third breeze came, and it seemed that even the wind and snow around the carriage had become spiritual.
He believes that Shang Daozi is the most spiritual disciple in Lingming Mountain in the past few decades and the greatest hope for the sect's revival. He will surely surpass all the elders and deacons in the future, and may even reach the same level as the mountain master.
He let out a low sigh, sounding a little weak and tired.
“But after the eighth change, the entire practice method becomes completely different. It is no longer an accumulation of quantitative changes, but a leap in qualitative changes.
Moreover, since you have completed one change in one breath after starting the journey, you have reached the realm of three changes in spiritual clarity in three breaths.”
The diamond-shaped jade stone emits a hazy blue light.
It's like being stir-fried vigorously in an iron pot.
After entering the inner gate, a wide road paved with flat square stones begins to appear in front of it. On both sides of the road are various palace buildings, showing a grand and solemn style.
As the former Dingxuan Daozi and later the head of Dingxuan, she has spent decades here and has already accumulated deep feelings.
Suddenly, there was a soft squeaking sound.
"And this stone is also a good thing."
The items displayed inside seemed to have not changed much, and were not much different from when she first lived there.
Not to mention the Nine Transformations and Return to One mentioned in the last few pages, he couldn't even recognize the words, which greatly damaged the self-confidence that had grown rapidly after the three transformations not long ago.
Cold sweat instantly soaked my back.
Just like countless battles that had taken place before, His Highness Huangchen returned victorious before he knew it.
Luo Qingjun slowly shook his head, "Junior sister Gong has her own fate, so I don't know what she discovered."
"Master Luo doesn't know?"
Yunhong looked back and remained silent for a long time.
When he spoke again, his voice suddenly became extremely chaotic, as if dozens or hundreds of people were speaking at once, "Master Luo, your arrival gave us hope, but then you personally destroyed our hope."