On the vast wild grassland, the wind is cold and heavy snow is flying.
Even though it was almost dusk, the world was still white and did not look very dark.
This is the wilderness desert next to Qintian County. After passing this desert, you will be considered as entering Qintian County.
The warriors of the empire are commonly called Mobei.
Perhaps it was because Qintian County was in a very good location, which won over the Feng Shui fortune of the entire Qin Empire and absorbed all the spiritual energy of this place.
There are no spring and autumn seasons in the north of Mobei, and the summer is full of yellow sand and dust.
In winter, it is snowy and the wind is cold.
People from the north who want to go to the imperial capital will inevitably set foot on this desert wasteland in the north.
At this moment, a young man faintly walked out of the wind and snow. He led a horse and walked slowly. His long blue and white gown was extremely neat and there was no snow at all.
It was just a little tired, and his thin clothes also made people worry about his body.
Innate warriors can use spiritual energy to resist the severe cold.
But the snow in Mobei has been in most of the winter, and the spiritual essence is deep, and it cannot match the eternity of the past.
Can you hold on for three or five days, but two or three months?
The boy ignored it, and his handsome face looked particularly cold in the snow and cold wind, adding a lot of sharpness.
Without further ado, the boy is naturally Lin Yun.
After saying goodbye to Mingye, he rushed along the official road to the Qin Emperor capital.
It took two months to pass through dozens of major counties and arrive at the north of Mobei, which is full of wind and snow.
The winter in Mobei is much earlier than the imperial capital.
Calculate the time, and in half a month, you can enter Qintian County and go to the imperial capital.
By then, the imperial capital should be just about to begin winter, and the heavy snow like goose feathers should be rising to welcome the young masters who came from all over the empire.
In the past two months, in addition to rushing to practice.
Lin Yun spent all his time thinking about the ancient slips that read the fire of time, and he had already made some excuses.
He almost exhausted 150,000 innate pills, leaving less than 10,000.
With so many resources, the Zi Yuan Sword Technique finally broke through the fourth level and reached the amazing fifth level.
When the burning purple kite blossoms bloom, they will open a total of thirty petals.
The slender lines, agile laces, and burning purple flames make the purple floral flowers amazingly beautiful.
The seemingly soft appearance contains spiritual essence as thick as a mountain. Now it is becoming more and more difficult to make the purple kite flower turn.
But once it moves, the sword light condensed by the flower heart has the terrifying power of Lin Yun's heart palpitations.
His cultivation has not changed, but Lin Yun's strength has increased by at least 30%.
But what is really scary is the Blood Dragon Horse.
After devouring the ancient demon pill left by Lin Yun, this two-dollar cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds.
The stunning innate orifices of the seven innate orifices, and the horn at the center of the eyebrows has become more and more obvious.
It can only be said that this guy's bloodline talent is too strong. If Lin Yun could have this bone, his cultivation would have reached the Qi pole long ago.
The snow kept flying, one man and one horse, and the footprints left were quickly covered.
Before we walked far, the sky became completely dark.
Woo~Woo~Woo~
The night in Mobei is very dangerous, and the strange screams of monsters are heard from time to time in the wind and snow. It seems to be in a very far place and it seems to be very close, which is even more chilling than this cold night.
Lin Yun tightened his clothes and the expression on his face became much more cautious.
In the desert wasteland in the north, it is absolutely safe during the day, but at night... it is very different.
Suddenly, Lin Yun paused and stopped.
Not far away, there was a half-covered body lying in the snow.
Most of his body was buried in the snow and motionless.
After stepping into the north of the Mo, there were many corpses Lin Yun saw in the snow.
Some of them were frozen to death, some were left over by monsters, and some died in the hands of casual cultivators... The Mobei Wasteland has never been a peaceful place. The environment is harsh, the monsters are fierce, and the human heart is more terrifying than the two.
Once you enter Qintian County, it will be considered peaceful.
Where
The gates gathered, there were many powerful families, and the royal army patrolled, so such incidents would never happen.
It has to be said that it is a pity to die in this deserted desert.
Lin Yun shook his head slightly, led the Blood Dragon Horse and continued to walk forward.
But just as I was about to leave, I found that the man's finger seemed to move.
With a frown slightly, Lin Yun felt thoughtful. When he raised his hand, a sword light bounced out.
laugh!
The sharp sword light made a harsh sound of breaking through the air in the wind and snow, shooting towards the corpse.
The sword beam entered the corpse and almost wiped the other person's body. If it was a little bit too, it could penetrate it directly.
But the body, which was buried by heavy snow, still remained unmoved.
Without hesitation, Lin Yun took a few steps forward and wiped off the snow on the other party's body. He showed Zhang's slightly tender face, his face turned pale, and his breathing was stable, not like a dead person.
Judging from his appearance, he looks like he is only fourteen or fifteen years old, he is younger than himself.
Frozen or tired?
I don’t know whether it was the former or the latter, but Lin Yun threw the other party on the back of the Blood Dragon Horse and continued to move forward.
Half an hour later, a dilapidated temple appeared in Lin Yun's eyes.
The broken temple wall seems to collapse at any time in the storm and snow.
Abrupt temple in a deserted mountain and snow.
If it were normal, Lin Yun would never go in. He had Lei Yan fighting body beside him. Even if he was blown in the snow in the northern desert for more than half a month, there would not be much problem.
But after looking at the boy on the horse's back, Lin Yun took the horse in for a moment, and hesitated for a moment.
The space inside the dilapidated temple is quite large, with wet and cold thatch everywhere.
The Buddhist Vajra worshipped on the main seat has been peeled off in the old age, and there are spider webs wrapped around the head.
Swing!
The cold wind blew the temple gate and poured in a lot of wind and snow, causing the body that had just warmed up to tremble all over.
"close the door."
The sound of the sound without any signs made Lin Yun slightly stunned, but he still said what he said.
After lit the incense and candle in front of the hall, Lin Yun discovered that he was in the corner of the dilapidated temple.
A bald monk with beautiful eyes was holding Buddhist beads and knocking on wooden fish.
It was just now that the wind and snow were too heavy, and I didn’t hear the sound of wooden fish.
Put the Blood Dragon Horse inside, and Lin Yun put the boy on the horse's back down.
Use local materials and lit a bonfire, and the temple suddenly became warm.
The monk seemed to have not seen anything he did. He did not hear or ask, half-closed his eyes and knocked on the wooden fish.
The boy on the ground gradually turned red. He opened his eyes soon, yawned, and stretched.
It seemed as if he had just woken up, he looked around and looked at Lin Yun again.
The boy smiled and said, "It's rare that I was picked up by someone. My name is Li Wuyou, brother, what's your name?"
The elder brother shouted quite smoothly. I don’t know if it was because of habit or if it was really accustomed to Lin Yun to save him.
Lin Yun didn't feel much disgusted with this boy because he was so mean.
"Lin Yun."
He smiled slightly and told the other party.
“Is there any wine?”
Li Wuyou looked at Lin Yun and continued to smile.
"have."
Without thinking too much, Lin Yun took out a jar of monkey wine and handed it to the other party.
Guru!
Li Wuyou picked up the jar and poured several sips, saying with unsatisfactory words: "Good wine. With this jar of wine, I will hand over your elder brother. When I enter Lingyun Sword Pavilion in the future, I have to protect me."
Lin Yun raised his eyebrows and his face changed slightly: "How did you know I was going to enter Lingxiao Jian Pavilion?"
Li Wuyou smiled and said, "This ghost weather is running towards the imperial capital, so he must be thinking about joining several major sects. As for why he said that the eldest brother would definitely enter the Lingxiao Sword Pavilion, hehe, the half-step sword intent on his body can be hidden from outsiders. Can he still hide the person who is Xi Jian?"
Lin Yun relaxed a little bit of alert. Li Wuyou is not old and has a very meticulous mind.
"You want to enter Lingxiao Jian Pavilion, too?"
Li Wuyou sipped again, and clicked
He smiled and said, "That's natural. I, Li Wuyou, want to be the number one swordsman in the Qin Dynasty."
Under the stamina of Monkey Wine, the other party's tender face was red.
Coupled with a slightly exaggerated tone, it made people feel a little silly and laughed.
Crack!
The two were chatting, and the temple gate was opened again and a group of innate warriors walked into. They were not very old, and it seemed that they came together halfway.
They seem young, but they all have deep cultivation and a serious aura.
"It's really luck to encounter a temple with such heavy wind and snow."
“And the bonfire.”
"Haha, I can have a good night's sleep tonight."
Seven or eight teenagers, fifteen or sixteen, started a heated discussion as soon as they entered the door.
"close the door!"
Bald monk, the sudden voice sounded again.
The teenagers were obviously stunned when Lin Yun first came, but they still did as they said.
After closing the temple gate, several young men greeted Lin Yun and Li Wuyou and sat around the bonfire.
They are all peers, and they all rushed to the imperial capital to recruit disciples every winter.
There were a lot of topics to talk about between each other, and the atmosphere became lively soon.
The monk still looked at Mu Yu, ignoring his eyes, half closed his eyes and did not look up.
As soon as there were too many people, Li Wuyou's chattering personality was exposed.
However, he had a pretty face, always smiling on his face, but his tone was very loud, which always made everyone laugh.
"Li Wuyou, if you want to be the number one swordsman of the Qin Dynasty, what should Bai Lixuan do?"
"I bet you will definitely not live for one month if you enter Lingxiao Jian Pavilion."
Several people teased Li Wuyou and teased him.
Li Wuyou smiled indifferently and said, "I won't die before becoming the number one swordsman. Which sect do you plan to go to?"
"I haven't thought about it. The thresholds of the four major sects are very high. I don't know if I can enter. Maybe I will go to Qintian Academy."
"I want to go to Moyue Villa. The background of this sect is the most mysterious, but it is said that they are all secretly recruiting people."
"I want to go to Xuantian Sect. Mr. Liushang, among the Eighth Princess of the Imperial Capital, is from Xuantian Sect."
"Lin Yun, why don't you speak?"
Someone asked curiously when he saw Lin Yun silent.
Lin Yun smiled slightly and was about to speak when the temple door was pushed up roughly with a bang.
Fengxue poured in, which made everyone shudder. The three burly men who came in with Fengxue were full of evil spirits, full of hostility between their eyebrows, and their cultivation level reached the amazing seven innate orifices.
The evil spirit on their bodies was so strong that it almost condensed into reality, which changed the faces of the young men in the temple.
A wandering cultivator in Mobei, four words that make people feel thrilled appeared in everyone's minds.
The man in the lead grinned at the crowd at the bonfire, looking hideous and terrifying.
"close the door."
But just as he was about to speak, the monk who knocked on the wooden fish half closed his eyes and spit out these two words again.
"Care your mother!"
The big man's eyes flashed with anger, he pulled out the short sword that was tied around his waist, and shot out with a sharp cold light.
The sword light flashed by, so fast that it made the eyes feel a little too late to react.
"careful!"
Several young men screamed in shock, but they didn't expect that the temper of the Mobei scattered cultivator was so irritable.
If you have any disagreement, you will kill someone!
Seeing the dagger, he was about to penetrate into the bald monk's mind, the sound of wooden fish stopped abruptly.
The moment the sound stopped, the speed of the dagger that broke through the air suddenly decreased.
At that moment, it seemed as if time had stopped.
The bald monk with beautiful eyebrows smiled slightly, turned his head and easily caught the stunningly powerful deadly sword.
Silent, understatement.
[In the Storm of the Third Volume, the story officially unfolds. Li Wuyou in this chapter is the character left by the book friend ftukm in the circle's dragon apprentice's collection post. Originally called Li Wangyou, I changed it to one word.]