Li Muchan watched him leave, smiled, and headed for the Holy Snow Peak. As he got closer, he felt more and more majestic and unattainable, as if it was as high as the sky, and he felt even more insignificant.
Along the way, he saw many people kneeling on the ground, worshiping Holy Xuefeng with pious expressions on their faces. His thoughts were wandering. The reason for his thoughts could be that the disciples of Holy Xuefeng often went down the mountain to help others.
He has a deep understanding of people's hearts. If he wants people to be so pious, religion is the only way. Otherwise, no matter how great his merits are, it will be extremely difficult to make people so sincere because human nature is evil.
Is it possible that Saint Xuefeng is not a martial arts sect but also a religious sect?
If this is the case, it cannot be provoked. Religion is the most powerful force. In later generations, although the source of wars is poverty and the law of the jungle, a large part of it is also religion.
He kept walking and finally reached the bottom of the mountain. The temperature dropped sharply and the cold air hit his face. The closer he got to the Holy Snow Peak, the colder it became.
The Holy Snow Peak is entrenched like a silver dragon, stretching away without being able to see the end.
At the bottom of the mountain are green pines, upwards, the trees are pale yellow, and even higher, there is white snow, a completely silvery world, shining and shining.
At this time, in the middle of the sun, he saw a winding path leading from bottom to top, so he flew up through the treetops, came to the path, and followed the path up the mountain.
The further he went up, the colder he felt. Fortunately, he had the Canghai Divine Skill to protect his body. He was not afraid of the cold and did not hesitate in his steps. He continued to go up and stepped on the snow.
"Who?!" Suddenly there was a shout, and a cloud of white snow rose up from the ground about a foot away, like mist and smoke. After it fell, a slender girl appeared.
Dressed in a white shirt, she was spotless and blended in with the snow.
The melon seed face was bright and flawless, the appearance was good, and the big bright eyes revealed spiritual intelligence. He was staring at Li Muchan with a sword across his chest.
Li Muchan clasped his fists and said with a smile: "I am Zhan Ran of the Canghai Sword Sect, who is here to attend the appointment on behalf of the Penglai Wang family. Is this the Holy Snow Peak?"
"Are you from the Penglai Wang family?" The girl's eyes squinted.
Li Muchan nodded: "I am a disciple of the Canghai Sword Sect. I have been ordered by my great-uncle to compete on behalf of the Wang family."
"Then they are from the Wang family!" the girl snorted and rolled her eyes at him: "Why are you talking so much? Do you want to use the Canghai Sword Sect to pressure people?"
Li Muchan smiled bitterly, touched the mustache on his lips, and said no more.
The girl twisted her waist, turned around and walked up: "Okay, since you belong to the Penglai Wang family, just follow me!"
Li Muchan walked up behind her. The ground was covered with white snow and there was no path. She stepped on the thick snow with a light and graceful posture.
As Li Muchan walked, he looked at the surrounding scenery and asked casually: "You haven't asked the girl her name yet?"
The girl pouted her little mouth: "Huh, you're only here once. Does it matter if you know my name? You're a stranger anyway!"
Li Muchan shook his head: "I have heard about the name of Holy Snow Peak for a long time, but now that I have seen it, it is really not as good as being famous in person!"
The girl stopped suddenly and turned to glare at him: "What do you mean by this?"
Li Muchan smiled and said: "Saint Xuefeng can be considered a famous sect, but the way it treats guests is really unflattering and unflattering!"
"Our Shengxue Peak is a famous sect!" The girl snorted and curled her lips: "Why, you still want us to beat gongs and drums to welcome you?!"
Li Muchan smiled slightly: "I'm not an enemy, right? It's great to have friends coming from far away... Is it possible that your party doesn't have much confidence in fighting?"
"You're talking nonsense!" the girl snorted, looked at him sideways, and curled her lips in disdain: "It's a fool's errand for a guy like you to want to win against Senior Sister!"
After she finished speaking, she turned away and said angrily: "You talk so much nonsense, shut up, shut up!"
Her feet accelerated, flying over the white snow, light and graceful. Every time she passed three or four feet, her toes landed on the snow, leaving only a faint dot.
Li Muchan secretly praised that Saint Xuefeng's Qinggong was called "Stepping on the Snow without Traces". It was so gentle that it was not startling when a feather fell. Now it seems that it is indeed well-deserved.
This little girl's internal strength is not strong, but her Qing Gong is so good. She obviously has a very powerful Qing Gong mentality. If she practices this Qing Gong herself, she will be able to truly walk on the snow without leaving a trace.
Along the ridge, the two of them went very fast. The snow became thicker and thicker, the mountain became steeper and steeper, and the cold wind blew on their faces like knives. If they didn't know martial arts, they couldn't climb this way.
As I walked, my eyes suddenly opened up, and I came to a gentle place, which was a valley. What I saw was a lake, oval, like a mirror.
The blue sky and white clouds are all reflected in the mirror.
This lake is located in the center of the valley. Surrounding the lake are continuous houses with extremely pointed roofs. Directly to the north is a group of pavilions, all three floors, connected together. There are five or six buildings in total, each of which is exquisite and picturesque.
The lake is filled with light mist, like a mirror covered with a layer of gauze, undulating with the breeze, relaxing and relaxing freely, exuding a sense of relaxation.
The lake is surrounded by green grass, covering the entire valley. The valley is surrounded by lush green pines, warm as spring, and is a completely different world from the outside.
"Isn't it beautiful?" the girl turned around and asked, feeling proud.
Li Muchan withdrew his gaze and exclaimed: "This is truly a fairyland on earth!"
The girl smiled proudly and said: "When it comes to Holy Snow Peak, people think it's terribly cold, but they don't know that the creation of heaven and earth is so magical that there is such a warm place!"
Li Muchan nodded: "Not bad!"
The girl waved her hand, raised her head and said, "Let's go, I'll take you to the monastery!"
Below the pavilion on the north side is a martial arts training ground. There is a group of women practicing martial arts on the ground. Their clothes are of different colors and styles, competing for their beauty.
Across the lake, they saw Li Muchan. A woman raised her voice and asked, "Junior sister, who is this?"
Li Muchan raised his eyes and saw that there were many beauties among these people. Even though the others were mediocre in appearance, their temperament was cold and refined, somewhat otherworldly.
Li Muchan took a few glances and felt that it was similar to Canghaishan. The senior sisters and fellow apprentices, even though they were ordinary in appearance, were not ugly and had a charming temperament.
Obviously, this is due to the unique martial arts mentality.
The girl raised her voice and shouted: "Senior Sister Zhao, he is from the Wang family!"
"Oh——" The woman's voice was slightly hoarse, and then all the women started talking, and their bright eyes crossed the space and fell on Li Muchan.
Li Muchan smiled slightly, with a calm expression. He raised his eyes and looked back one by one. His eyes passed over the women one by one, not sparing any of them.
The girls felt as if their skin was burning, as if they were standing in front of them looking at themselves, they couldn't help but feel awe-inspiring, secretly thinking about what a powerful internal force this guy is!
They couldn't stand Li Muchan's eyes, so they slowly looked away, angry, feeling that this man was too domineering and not a good person.
"Let's go!" The girl snorted when she saw this, turned around and left angrily.
Li Muchan touched his mustache, held his hands towards the girls, smiled and followed the girls towards the row of houses to the east.
After he left, the women started talking about him.
"Ouch, it's not good, it's not good, this guy has such a powerful internal force, much stronger than the Wang family members who usually come here, Senior Sister..."
"Senior Sister Song, don't be intimidated by him. You don't know how powerful Senior Sister is. Even though he has three heads and six arms, there is no way he can beat Senior Sister!"
"That's right, Senior Sister is a fairy-like figure, how can he, an ordinary person, win!"
"Ten of them tied together can't beat Senior Sister! Don't worry!"
They were talking a lot, their eyes were shining, and they were inexplicably excited.
"Hehe, we are really lucky to be able to see Senior Sister perform martial arts again!"
"I hope this guy is not too incompetent and can hold on to a few more moves. We can also see more of Senior Sister's martial arts!"
"How many moves do you think he can survive?"
"I think we can survive with ten moves. After all, they are much more powerful than the Wang family before!"
"Well, almost."
"In my opinion, it won't last ten moves!"
"Twenty moves!" "Twenty moves, you think too highly of him, don't even think about it!"
They all talked and started to argue, and the martial arts training ground was very lively for a while, with people singing and talking.
Although Li Muchan left, his ear power was still there, and his voice was heard.
After hearing their discussion, he couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly. Is this senior sister really so powerful, as good as his own senior sister?
Following the girl to a small courtyard, after pushing the door open, there was a rockery in the middle of the courtyard, which was used as a screen. There were flower beds on the east and west sides, and a stone table was located under the rockery.
Neat and elegant, it was obviously the work of an expert. Li Muchan nodded in approval.
The girl turned around and said: "It's not time for the martial arts competition yet, so you can stay here first and don't wander around, so as not to offend the senior sisters. They won't be as polite as me!"
Li Muchan smiled and nodded: "Thank you very much."
The girl waved her hand and wrinkled her nose: "Humph, you don't need to thank me, just stay here and I'll report it to Master!"
After that, he turned around and went out, but his shadow was nowhere to be seen.
Li Muchan came to the main room. It was well-equipped, just like an inn. There were two rows of books on the bookshelf in the west room, all of which were beautifully printed, mostly Buddhist scriptures.
Li Muchan read various Buddhist scriptures from childhood to adulthood. He borrowed them from Yingyue Temple. He had deep meditation skills and excellent memory, and could recite them.
He flipped through and found a few books on unofficial history, but he had never read them. He took out one, sat down at the stone table in the courtyard, made tea, and sipped the tea while reading.
The tea was good, refreshing and refreshing, and he was quite satisfied.
The sun was shining brightly, and it was warm on his body. He lazily put down the tea cup and looked towards the courtyard door. Footsteps were heard, and several women came in.
There was a woman at the front, with fluttering white robes and a graceful figure. She walked gracefully and gracefully, and her manners were extremely beautiful, making people's hearts flutter.
Her melon-shaped face is smiling, her eyes are like autumn water, extremely soft and beautiful, like a pool of spring water, her smile is intoxicating.
Li Muchan's heart skipped a beat, and he calmed down. His heart returned to tranquility, and he secretly praised the beauty. Even a man could not resist such a beautiful smile.