The three of them packed up, Su Yin took the Fixed Wind Sword from Yu Wensheng, and the three of them got back on their horses and headed towards Tianfeng Mountain.
In less than a stick of incense, the three of them arrived at the foot of Tianfeng Mountain. Looking at the towering Tianfeng Mountain, Su Yin let out a long breath and said, "Enter the mountain and find the Babel Grass."
Along the foot of the mountain, there was a wide mountain road, which shocked Su Yin.
It is said that this place is inaccessible, and few people have been here almost since the beginning of the world. Who would open such a mountain road on such a rugged mountain for such a few people?
Also, even if the fierce man who created the world was in this mood, such a winding road to the top of the mountain would definitely be completed by hundreds of people shouting slogans for a year and a half.
What's more, in this place, there is a year-round wind blade frenzy. For those who build the mountain road here, they are constantly resisting the attacks of several wind practitioners while working hard.
"It seems that many interesting stories really happened here back then!" Su Yin muttered to himself and got off the horse.
The three people hiked up the mountain along the mountain road, with two horses following closely behind. After walking for a while, the three people saw a sight that surprised them even more. It was even more incredible than the road under their feet.
Starting from a point, both sides of the mountain road are piled with snowmen. These snowmen have different shapes and unique clothes. Some are big and some are small. The bigger ones are basically in a one-to-one ratio with real people, while the smaller ones are only
It's as big as one or two feet, seemingly endless, reaching to the top of the mountain.
As the three people walked, they looked at the snowmen on both sides, and their hearts were filled with shock. Who, in this wind-intensive weather, dug such a mountain road and piled up so many snowmen on both sides of the mountain road?
Even if we put aside the staggering number of snowmen, just looking at the carvings of those snowmen, even if Su Yin looks at them from a modern aesthetic perspective, they can definitely be called beautiful and seamless.
After climbing for more than ten miles, the three of them were exhausted and sat down on the ground to rest.
"It would be great if that fire crystal was still there." Tai Shiwu lamented, "If I had another cup of hot tea now... no, even if it is just hot water to drink, it would be a great happiness."
Su Yin looked at Tai Shiwu, smiled, looked up at the sun in the sky, squatted down and used a knife to cut off an ice mirror on the ground, and rested his hand on the ice for a while to make the ice mirror more rounded. Then he
Use an ice mirror to start removing the fire in the sun.
Soon, the wood chips placed under the ice mirror were ignited and began to emit scorching heat.
Su Yin hurriedly placed the iron kettle on a small fire. Gradually, white steam began to emit from the mouth of the kettle - it was boiling.
Taishi Wu and Yu Wensheng were like children. They cheered at the same time and stepped forward to grab the kettle. The two of them added some boiling water to their kettles. The three of them sat by the roadside, enjoying the ice and snow weather.
The rare warmth inside.
Suddenly, Tai Shiwu drank too fast. The sharp spikes on the spout of the iron kettle that had been broken not long ago left a small hole in Tai Shiwu's mouth, and a wisp of blood flowed out of Tai Shiwu's mouth.