Yuan Feng suddenly woke up from a nightmare and subconsciously touched the golden box in his arms. The box disappeared! Yuan Feng suddenly stood up. Everyone in the tent was sleeping soundly, and the bonfire covered them.
His face flickers in and out of light.
The roaring wind outside seemed to be mixed with some different sounds. Yuan Feng listened intently and heard the sound of clothes fluttering in the wind. He tore open the cowhide tent and rushed out.
In the bright moonlight, a figure in fluttering white clothes was running quickly on the snow. The knee-deep snow was as smooth as walking on the ground. What kind of light skill! What kind of cultivation! But Yuan Feng didn't have time to think too much and raised his spirits.
Running wildly after him.
Yuan Feng also practiced Qing Gong, but it was limited to flexibility, flexibility, balance and explosive power. Compared with Lingbo Weibu, an authentic martial arts skill like this, he was far behind, but he still pursued it with perseverance.
The looming figure in front remained in Yuan Feng's sight, seeming to be guiding him.
I don’t know how long I chased him, but the man in white finally stopped and stood motionless on the cliff. Only the strong wind from the top of the snow-capped mountains blew his clothes and made a sound. Yuan Feng noticed that the man’s clothes were all white.
His slender body was covered with a silver fox fur vest, and his hair was flowing down like a waterfall, and it was also silver-white.
I don’t know how long this person has lived in the snowy mountains. He must be the martial arts senior who has lived in seclusion for many years. Yuan Feng calmed down and said loudly: "Senior, please return the blue lotus to me."
"This thing doesn't belong to you." The white man said coldly, his voice as cold as thousand-year-old snow.
"But I have an urgent need. Someone is dying and is waiting for Blue Lotus to save him."
"Hahahaha, many people are born and die every day in the world. Birth, old age, sickness and death are human nature, so why should we care so much."
"But, this person is very important to me."
"Important!" The white man suddenly turned around, with Chang Suifeng covering his face so that he couldn't see her face clearly, but his voice became even colder, "How important is it? Is it worth your life to exchange for it?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the golden box appeared in the man's hand. Yuan Feng subconsciously stretched out a hand. The man sneered: "If you want it, go get it yourself!" With a shake of his hand, the golden box came out.
Yuan Feng rushed forward and saw an extremely vast ice slab in front of him. It was as smooth as a mirror and the slope was extremely steep. The golden box was flying and sliding on the ice, and would soon disappear into the boundless glacier. He
Without saying a word, he jumped down and slid along the ice.
The white man looked at all this coldly from above, indifferently. The wind calmed down a bit, and her hair stopped blowing, revealing her bloodless but beautiful face like a celestial being.
The ice slab is not all smooth as a mirror, but has countless protrusions. If you hit one of them, you will be killed. Yuan Feng dexterously avoids the icicles, and his eyes are fixed on the golden box in the distance.
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The box flew down, sliding around on the ice, and suddenly hit a hard icicle. The box was hit and flew up, spinning in mid-air. All the things inside flew out. Yuan Feng felt a pain in his heart.
He jumped up to grab it, but to his surprise, the ice slab had reached its end. It was going so fast that he couldn't control it, and he fell into the abyss along with the golden box.
Several pieces of paper were flying in the air. They were waste paper used as a base in the box. They floated and floated, and finally fell into the river formed by melted snow with the wind. In an instant, they were soaked. Only some of them could be vaguely seen.
The faded, incomprehensible and extremely elegant and neat calligraphy script: Sanjing Pharmaceutical (Harbin Pharmaceutical No. 3 Factory) National Drug Approval...
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The sun shines into the snow valley, and Yuan Feng finally wakes up. He moves his limbs. Fortunately, he is not seriously injured. He gets up and looks around. The gold box is scattered next to it. The nanmu box inside has been taken out, and mink fur and velvet are also scattered.
But he couldn't find the mysterious blue glass bottle. Yuan Feng was digging and searching everywhere like crazy, but there was no trace of it. Finally, he gave up and sat on the snow, looking up at the dim sun, feeling extremely sad in his heart.
Suddenly he noticed something again. He reached into his arms and touched a small thing wrapped in silver fox skin. When he opened it, he saw that it was the blue glass bottle. The fairy water had melted and was shining with blue light.
How could the fairy water run into his arms? Yuan Feng was very puzzled. He stood up and looked around blankly. Everything was white and lifeless. He sat down again dejectedly. Little did he know that on the high cliff in the distance, a pair of eyes were looking at him.
Look at yourself.
"He who is willing to sacrifice his life for his lover is the owner of the blue lotus." The white woman said in a low voice, turned and left.
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It took Yuan Feng two full days to find other people and tell them what happened that day. Several local guides immediately exclaimed: "That is the Glacier Goddess, the messenger of God."
There has been a local legend that there is a fairy in the Tianshan Mountains. She burrows underground in the winter in the form of an insect and only appears in the human world in the form of a beautiful woman in the summer. It is said that she has lived on the top of the snow-capped mountains for thousands of years. This fairy
There is a romantic name called Chong Bu Lao, but everyone only dares to call her Glacier Goddess.
After hearing what the mountain people said, everyone was sighing. Only Ye Kai remained unmoved. After everyone dispersed, he said to Yuan Feng: "The person you saw is called the White Witch in the martial arts of the Central Plains. It is said that she is from Blue Lotus."
The Guardian has been guarding this wonderful flower on the top of the Tianshan Mountains for a long time. This is why no one has successfully picked the blue lotus. It seems that it is God's will that you can pass her test and get the fairy water."
"Why didn't you tell me earlier?" Yuan Feng complained, pressing the gold box that had been reinstalled in his arms, feeling much more at ease.
A group of people were looking for a way down the mountain, but due to a landslide, the road had disappeared, and those who stayed halfway up the mountain could not be contacted. A dozen people had to fumble their way forward. As the altitude dropped, the temperature slowly rose.
Nowadays, the Tianshan Mountains are becoming more and more beautiful. Along the snow line of the white-capped peaks, there is an endless stretch of green primeval forest. The dense Tasong pines are like giant umbrellas holding up the sky. The overlapping branches leave only spots.
Fragmented sun shadows pass through the forest, and you can only hear the sound of water splashing on the rocks, adding to the tranquility of the dense forest. In the depths of this forest, even birds rarely fly, and you can only occasionally hear the sound of distant sounds.
A few birdsong.
Going further down, you can see the melted snow water pouring down from the high mountain streams and cliffs, like thousands of shining silver chains, forming a rushing stream at the foot of the mountain, and the waves are thrown upward.
, forming thousands of white lotuses in full bloom. But every time you reach the slow migratory eddy, there are fish jumping. At this time, by the Yinma Stream, you look down at the clear water bottom where the sunlight shines through, and among the colorful water stones
For a moment, the gleaming scales of fish reflected the clear flow of snowy water, adding infinite vitality to the silent Tianshan Mountains.
Suddenly someone stopped and pointed into the distance, "Look! Tianchi!"
A clear and deep mountain lake appeared in front of us. Those snow-water rivers continuously gathered here. On the slopes around the lakeshore, tall spruce trees, white birches, and willows grew. The calm lake water reflected the snowy peaks of the green mountains. The scenery was as beautiful as
Fairyland. This is the place where the Queen Mother of the West held a peach event in the legend, Xitian Yaochi.
After seeing Tianchi, we found the way down the mountain. To the southwest is Luntai, Urumqi in Mongolian, which means beautiful pasture.
After passing through the dense virgin forest, we finally arrived at the northern foot of the Tianshan Mountains. Purple lavender is everywhere, like a dream, a gust of wind blows like waves, green pastures, clear streams, vast grasslands, herds of cattle and sheep, and shepherds.
The dotted yurts, blue sky, snow-capped mountains, green grass, and sheep as white as clouds all make people feel relaxed and happy. Suddenly, there is a burst of thunder, dark clouds pass low over the earth, and the herds shuttle in the clouds. After the shower, they are
The grassland washed by the rain became fresher and greener, and the tips of the grass were covered with crystal water drops. People who trudged down from the top of the snow-capped mountains quietly stared at this beautiful scenery, and their mood seemed to become pure.
It was night, and everyone was resting outside the shepherd's yurt. The hospitable host prepared a sumptuous dinner for the guests without even asking where they came from or where they were going. A whole cow was roasted on the fire, and the tender beef was delicious.
Sear it with firewood for a few times, then rub it with large salt particles and eat it while it is still bloodshot. It is extremely delicious, the milk tea is fragrant, and there are enough highland barley cakes. Everyone devours it happily.
Yuan Feng discovered a strange thing. There were only old people, children and women among the herdsmen. There was not a single young man in sight. He asked someone to ask. The old herdsmen sighed and said: "All the children were dragged away to fight by Timur."
Sorry, no news yet."
Needless to say, those young herdsmen must have died in the distant city of Liangzhou. Everyone was silent and felt bad in their hearts.
"Buy some horses from them, we have to rush back to Dunhuang as soon as possible." Yuan Feng said.
Shaharul nodded and was about to negotiate with the herdsmen. Suddenly he seemed to notice something. He lay on the ground and listened for a while, then raised his head and said, "Someone is coming!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the old herdsman ran over and said a few words in a hurry, which translated into: Ma Heima's army is coming, you should leave quickly, otherwise you will all be dragged into the army."