Chapter 325: I only envy mandarin ducks but not immortals
Wang Chen raised his head and looked at the mountain peaks in front of him.
The upper part of this 3,000-foot-tall peak is surrounded by large clouds and fog, making it impossible to see the whole thing.
Starting from the lower part of the mountainside, the mountain surface is covered with white snow, and the exposed rocks are rugged, like a giant beast covered with spots.
The monks who went up the mountain chose different climbing paths, and they soon disappeared.
Some people choose to take long detours to avoid the most dangerous parts of the mountain.
They obviously did not take the ferryman's warning to heart and felt that their luck was not that bad.
But Wang Chen undoubtedly went to test his luck, and he did not think that the monk named Xu was deceiving him, so he embarked on the difficult journey over Baimao Peak.
After climbing over a hundred feet, the surrounding temperature suddenly dropped, and the howling mountain wind brought a bone-chilling chill.
After a while, ice needles as thin as a hair appeared on the surface of the robes worn by Wang Chen and Li Yian, and there were countless densely packed ice needles!
This kind of wind is also called white-haired wind!
There is a white-haired wind on Baimao Peak. Anyone who wants to climb this mountain must first face its test.
Wang Chen and Li Yian were both monks of the Zifu, and they had already cultivated to the point where they were immune to cold and heat. Although this white-haired wind looked strange, it basically posed no threat to them.
However, as the height increases, the white-haired wind not only shows no signs of stopping, but becomes more violent and severe.
The cold breath penetrated the robe and penetrated into the skin of Wang Chen and Li Yian.
If it were an ordinary person or a low-level Qi cultivator, blown by such a white-haired wind, he would be frozen into an ice sculpture in the blink of an eye!
Li Yian had to take out an animal skin coat and put it on, and blessed himself with a protective spell.
Otherwise she wouldn't be able to hold on.
In contrast, Wang Chen, who has cultivated to the fifth level of Tianlong Vajra Zhengfa, has neither put on any clothes nor put on any body protection. He relies entirely on his unparalleled physique and extremely strong qi and blood to block the invading cold force.
Outside.
In turn, the white-haired wind continuously stimulated his skin membrane, which had a certain tempering effect on his body.
However, when they got closer to the mountainside, the white-haired wind became more violent, and the strong wind carried frost and raging, so that Wang Chen had to activate the Tianlong Vajra Zhengfa to resist the stronger cold invasion.
His body radiated surging heat, forming a Qi-blood barrier outside his body.
Li Yian, who was following Wang Chen, felt this very clearly. Wang Chen was like a furnace, and she couldn't help but come closer, greedily absorbing the warmth from the former.
Wang Chen simply grabbed Li Yian's waist and led her towards the top of the mountain.
But the higher you go, the more powerful the natural power of heaven and earth becomes.
Wang Chen had to slow down.
"ah!"
Li Yian suddenly screamed, showing a hint of shock.
I saw a frozen corpse leaning against a rock not far away.
The surface of the corpse was "covered" with "white hair", and its legs and feet were partially covered by thick snow. The posture when it fell to the ground was very twisted and weird, and its extremely pale face could barely distinguish what it looked like before birth.
Wang Chen recognized that the other party was a member of the mountain climbing team, but he did not expect that he would die on the road so soon.
The barrier of Bai Maofeng is indeed not that easy to pass!
Wang Chen held Li Yian's delicate hand tightly and used his own body temperature to resolve the chill in her body.
Then move on.
Not long after, the two discovered the second and third bodies...
But these two corpses have nothing to do with the team that broke into the mountain. They died here many years ago, and no one has collected them yet.
This is actually normal. Even the monks of Zifu have to be careful not to be careless when facing Baimaofeng. How can they be interested in helping others collect corpses!
In such an environment, cremation and salvation are not possible.
Of course, Wang Chen didn't mind his own business and led Li Yian around these corpses.
It was getting dark.
The two of them only climbed a few hundred feet. Even if they didn't reach the highest peak, it would still take a long time to climb over this majestic and steep mountain.
Seeing that the surrounding temperature continued to drop with the arrival of night, Wang Chen stopped moving forward as expected.
He chose a position on the leeward side and began to dig out a large rock.
This exposed rock is connected to the mountain and is extremely hard in texture. Wang Chen used the cultivation level of the first-level Zifu to use the Dzogchen-level mud and stone technique. It took him more than half an hour to dig out a rock that could accommodate two people.
A cave to stay in.
Then he used the excavated mud and stones to make a stone door and sealed the entrance tightly.
Only two ventilation holes are left.
It was completely dark at this time, so Li Yian took out an obsidian lamp and hung it on the cave wall.
Then she took out a thick velvet blanket, as well as a desk, tea set, stone stove, bowls and chopsticks and other items.
Like a virtuous wife preparing dinner.
When the soup base in the pot boils, fresh ingredients are put into the copper pot one by one, and the hot mist rises. Wang Chen looks at the charming female nun beside him, and feels a sense of joy and peace in his heart.
No matter how the wind and snow raged outside, this small grotto seemed like a peaceful haven, bringing warmth and safety to the two of them.
After drinking and eating, Wang Chen and Li Yian rolled down on the carpet and practiced the "Su Yin Huan Zhen Hehe Secret Technique".
The two of them have already cooperated extremely well, so the results of their training are very good.
When the clouds and rain stopped, Li Yian leaned lazily in Wang Chen's arms and suddenly said: "My real name is not Li Yian."
Wang Chen nodded.
He was not surprised at all, because Li Yian went to the West Sea Spiritual Realm to escape the sect's pursuit.
It's weird that she used her real name!
Seeing that Wang Chen didn't react much, Li Yian stretched out a slender jade finger and traced it on his chest: "Qingxi, my real name is Li Qingxi."
"Yes, I remember."
Wang Chen touched her long hair.
What he remembers is Li Yian/Li Qingxi. As for his name, it doesn't matter at all.
"After passing Bai Maofeng, I will leave you."
Li Yian, Li Qingxi said quietly: "Is there anything else you want to know?"
Wang Chen was silent for a moment, and then asked, "Can you stay?"
Li Qingxi blinked his eyes, blinking away the wet marks on his eyelashes, and shallow dimples appeared on his cheeks: "Then do you want me to stay?"
Wang Chen did not answer directly.
He raised his hand, turned his fingers into a pen, turned his magic power into ink, and wrote four lines of poetry out of thin air.
The sky is covered with frost over the ten-mile flat lake, and every inch of blue hair is filled with worry about the past. Looking at the moon to protect each other, I only envy the mandarin ducks, not the immortals!
Li Qingxi stared at this poem for a long time.
I was crazy for a moment.
At this moment, the wind and snow outside are bigger and more violent.