Xiang Que's spiritual consciousness was spread all over the glacier crevices. What surprised him first was that the coldness under these ten thousand glaciers even moved very slowly. His spiritual consciousness seemed to be grinding on an old donkey.
It takes a lot of effort to travel even a certain distance.
Then, under the crack that stretched for tens of kilometers, there were actually some buildings and a huge ice palace standing.
A gurgling river meandered through and finally flowed into the ice palace.
It's like a world in an ice and snow fairy tale, except it's a little too cold.
What’s more, it’s so lifeless. There are no living creatures in the entire ice and snow world, no color or sound, just like a colorless ink painting.
In such a place, even the consciousness can be frozen, and even the great sage can't move even when he comes down, so how can there be any living things?
Xiang Que took a breath of air and told Han Jingfeng what he had seen. The other party pondered for a moment and then said: "Perhaps the monsters and cultivators collected in your Taoist world either came from under this ten thousand-foot glacier, or were brought here.
The person who controlled it was frozen, but no matter what, the past history of this glacier must be extraordinary."
"Why have I never heard of such a place in the fairy world before?"
Han Jingfeng shook his head and said: "The fairy world has gone through too many reincarnations. Every reincarnation, the entire fairy world will undergo huge changes. Don't say you haven't heard of it. I guess no one can understand the fairy world thoroughly. After all, no one is
You can go from the first reincarnation to the present."
"Perhaps, the twelve ancestral witches or great witches at the foot of Buzhou Mountain will understand the ancient fairy world? But who can know the changes in recent reincarnations..."
"Let's go?" Xiang Que asked.
"Well, continue!" Han Jingfeng nodded and said.
This time, the two of them were not too far away from the Wandao Glacier. Encased by the Chaos Heavenly Fire, they had already fallen into the crevice in about half an hour.
The entire top is a large, dark crack, as if the top of the head has become a thin line of sky.
The vertical length of the crack below is about tens of kilometers, and the left and right sides are hundreds of meters long. In the middle area is a small river slowly flowing to the ice palace at the end of the crack.
There are some buildings standing on both ends of the crack. They have been blocked by ice at this time, but in general, some appearance can still be seen. The style of these buildings is very simple, just like the ordinary two or three-story buildings in the outside world.
The area of one building is not very large.
But according to a rough estimate, if the ice and snow world in the crack was once inhabited, there must have been at least tens of thousands of people living there.
Therefore, Xiang Que and Han Jingfeng both guessed that this place was most likely to be a certain fairy sect in the ancient fairy world.
Han Jingfeng squatted by the small river and reached out to touch the water in the river. Strangely, the temperature under the crack was so low that it could freeze even the great sage to death, but the small river was not affected at all. The flow of water
It was quite cheerful.
Then, Xiang Que asked a very philosophical question.
"Where does this water flow from and where does it go?"
Han Jingfeng: "..."
"Why do you want this? Then who knows, unless the aborigines in this glacier crevice can understand?"
At the other end of the river, the water seemed to appear out of thin air, then flowed for dozens of kilometers, and finally flowed into the ice palace.
Xiang Que's spiritual consciousness has already examined it, and found that the river water is not ice springs, but the aura in the water is very strong, but he can't figure out why the river water is not blocked by ice.
"There is only one answer!" Han Jingfeng said firmly: "There is a certain law in the river that prevents it from being affected by this extremely cold weather."
Xiang Que said incredulously: "Isn't it possible? This river is flowing continuously. If I ask you to tell me that, wouldn't it mean that every drop of water has laws?"
Han Jingfeng shrugged his shoulders and said, "Why don't you explain it to me?"
Xiang Que was speechless for a moment.
"Then let me explain it to you?"
Xiang Que: "..."
Han Jingfeng explained to himself: "We have to talk about the source of the river. We can't see the end of the river, but that doesn't mean there is no end. Otherwise, where does the water come from?"
Xiang Que subconsciously added: "The water of the Yellow River comes from the sky."
"Which river is the Yellow River?" Han Jingfeng asked blankly.
"Uh, I'm just talking, you continue, continue!"
Han Jingfeng glanced at him and continued: "This river water may also come from the sky, but it is definitely not from the sky, but from a place that contains the laws of heaven. For example, it is a spring, and the place where the spring is located is constructed by a certain law.
Made of.”
This sentence is difficult to understand at first glance, but if you think about it carefully, you can actually understand it.
There used to be a ridiculous joke on the Internet, saying that many dead pigs were thrown into a certain section of the Yangtze River. So if people downstream in this section drink Yangtze River water, can they drink it by turning on the faucet?
Broth?
Of course, this joke is ridiculous, but if you put it here, the situation is quite similar.
If the source of this river is a spring, and the spring contains the laws of heaven, then it is easy to understand why there are laws in the water.
Xiang Que still asked in disbelief: "How did you know?"
Han Jingfeng said: "Fire has heavenly fire, and water has a similar situation. You can understand it as... heavenly water? It's just rare in the world. That's what you are looking for."
"It sounds reasonable, but why have I never heard of it before?" Xiang Que said speechlessly, "Are you kidding me?"
Han Jingfeng sighed and said: "You are still young, you don't know much..."
Xiang Quequan thought this was true, and then asked with radiant eyes: "Is it possible that we can find this spring and then collect it?"
"Of course, if you have the courage, you can jump into the river now, swim upstream, swim all the way to the end and then plunge to the bottom. Maybe you can find the spring."
"That makes sense!"
Han Jingfeng said: "In addition to my high talent in cultivation, my ability to infer is also quite strong. In my eyes, this kind of thing is..."
"I'll go see if I can find it!" Xiang Que didn't wait for him to finish, and suddenly turned around and plunged into the river.
Han Jingfeng stared blankly at the water splashed by Xiang Que. After holding it in for a long time, he opened his mouth and said, "What the hell?"