"In the universe of stars, where can we find a place where we can feel free and at ease?"
Some monks around laughed and were noncommittal.
"I mean, what if it really existed?"
Chen Xuan asked again.
Everyone thought about it, some said it couldn't exist, and some said that if such a realm of gods existed, of course they would be willing to give up everything and pursue freedom.
The middle-aged scribe just asked a profound question: "My friend, the realm you envisioned is very beautiful, but have you ever considered the allocation of cultivation resources? Any monk in any realm needs a lot of resources to achieve breakthroughs in cultivation.
, and the problem of distribution, no force in countless realms can completely solve it throughout the ages. Without exception, the strong are respected. If your distribution is uneven, who is willing to work hard with you?"
"Have you ever heard of a saying - 'It is said that if you have no clothes, you will share the same robes with me'. Since you are going to this world with me, the cultivation resources I have are also the cultivation resources of all my colleagues. As long as you adhere to the principle of distribution, you can
It can break through the shackles of concepts that have existed throughout the ages.”
Chen Xuan's words shocked many people in their hearts. The eight words "How can I say that I have no clothes, I am in the same robe as my son" are the same as the poem just now, and they seem to contain a powerful force. This power is different from
Any spiritual power, power of origin, power of law, power of soul, etc. in the world of cultivation is a kind of power of faith!
However, the middle-aged scribe still shook his head: "Easier said than done; little friend, if you have such an idea because you heard rumors that Evil Emperor Chen Xuan wants to create a free world, you may end up delaying it.
Your own path of cultivation.”
Chen Xuan couldn't help but smile in his heart.
This person thought he was a follower of the Evil Emperor Chen Xuan, but he didn't know he was the original owner.
"Evil Emperor Chen Xuan's Xiaoyao Realm is based on the integration of all realms. I think he will never succeed."
A group of monks around him commented, saying they were not optimistic about Chen Xuan's grand plan.
Geniuses such as Guan Zehong and Wu Liao couldn't help but sneer after hearing this, saying frankly that the evil emperor's ambition was extremely ridiculous.
Chen Xuan didn't say much, because as the middle-aged scribe said, it's easier said than done.
Only when you really do it, others will believe you.
It's just that most people are waiting to enjoy the fruits of victory, so Chen Xuan's ambition will be difficult to realize.
This topic was quickly lost in the snow.
No one would take an unknown young practitioner seriously.
A few days later.
"Why haven't we arrived at the Frozen Valley yet? Could it be that Lord God Envoy took the wrong path?"
"Shh! Keep your voice down! Do you dare to question the Lord God Envoy and risk your life?"
This was the whisper that Chen Xuan heard behind the large army.
Not only the two monks who were talking to each other, but others were also becoming more and more skeptical.
The three top powers, Guxue City, Tianshuang Sect, and Hanji Palace, are already showing signs of being unable to hold on any longer.
Gu Yujing, Guan Cao, and Taoist Taoist Sister Taizhen looked at each other. The three of them flew to the chariot, and Gu Yujing carefully asked for instructions: "Master Divine Envoy, I dare to ask, how long is the distance to the Frozen Valley?"
"Did this divine envoy tell me how to get to Frozen Valley?"
When the Bingshan woman on the chariot opened her mouth, she caused an uproar.
Lord God Envoy actually doesn’t know the route to the Frozen Valley?
So what roads have they been traveling on in the past few months?
The hearts of Gu Yujing, Guan Cao and Taoist Aunt Taizhen sank. They couldn't believe that the God Envoy would play tricks on them.
"Master God Envoy, we have been traveling in the ice field for several months, and our disciples are exhausted. Please point us to a clear path. Otherwise, I am afraid that more than half of us will be killed or injured before we reach the Frozen Valley." Guan Cao asked regardless of his face.
.
Taoist Aunt Taizhen also bowed her head and made a petition.
The iceberg woman snorted coldly: "This is Lord Ice Phoenix's test for you! Don't say that this divine envoy didn't remind you that the Frozen Valley is within ten thousand miles, and any ice monsters that appear next will belong to Lord Ice Phoenix.
Test, if your Taoist heart is not strong, you can return, and this divine envoy will not stop you."
Everyone heard this and cried secretly.
They've gone so deep, wouldn't it be a dead end for them to return now?
Moreover, the Lord God Envoy also said that they would encounter ice monsters next, which meant that they were about to fight in a bad state.
Fortunately, the God Envoy gave everyone a reminder that the Frozen Valley was within ten thousand miles, so everyone cheered up a little.
"Ouch——!"
Suddenly, a wolf roar startled all the monks.
"Ouch, ouch, ouch—!"
More wolf howls came from all directions, and monks with good eyesight such as Chen Xuan could see the shadows of giant wolves running faintly through the snowy sky.
"What kind of wolf is this?"
Many monks screamed in surprise.
"It's over, why can't I see anything? Are all the white flowers in my eyes?"
The person who said this is actually not the only one who has this symptom.
"Snow blindness?" Xiangdiemi couldn't help but think of a disease on earth.
Logically speaking, it is impossible for high-level monks to suffer from snow blindness, but after being eroded by the extremely cold ice for several months, every snowflake falling from the sky contains the most extreme source of ice power in the ice and snow world, the pupil of time.
Strength will be severely affected.
When a disaster approaches, each sect's team habitually fights independently and immediately sets up their formations to prevent monsters from attacking.
"Ouch——!"
Suddenly, an eardrum-shattering wolf howl came from close range. Everyone was horrified and used magic weapons to deal with it.
Chen Xuan and Di Yunli saw with their own eyes that huge one-horned demon wolves appeared quickly in the wind and snow ahead, and immediately opened their bloody mouths and pounced on the monks!
Immediately, dozens of powerful monks were killed. Before they could even scream, their bodies exploded into a ball of flesh and blood, staining the snow red, which was shocking.
Seeing one of the giant wolves bite Yaoyao Qinqin, Chen Xuan immediately waved the Emperor Sword and cut off the upper jaw of the giant wolf with bloody teeth!
The wolf's claws grabbed onto the Imperial Sword, and the terrifying demonic power exploded, causing Chen Xuan's arm to tremble slightly.
In the first round of the fight, Chen Xuan tested the combat power of these giant wolves, reaching at least the eighth level of the Holy Order!
No wonder the lives of many star realm monks were taken away in an instant!
"Master, what kind of demon wolf is this?" Wu Liao looked surprised. As a native of the ice and snow world, he couldn't recognize which ice race these demon wolves came from.
Gu Yujing, as an older generation expert in the ice and snow world, could not tell the race of the demon wolf like Guan Cao and Taoist Taoist Taizhen. The three of them could only sense that the demon wolf was filled with a strong aura of the prehistoric race.
"It must be a remnant of the ice system that is unique to the Forbidden Snow Realm! Don't scatter your formation!" Guan Zehong shouted, resisting the attack of one of the giant wolves, and his whole body was violently slapped away, causing the formation to fall apart.
A fatal gap appears.
Fu Sheng said softly during the battle: "These giant wolves... may be pure-blooded descendants of the Silver-horned Snow Wolf, a relic of the ancient times."
"Silver-horned Snow Wolf?" Chen Xuan frowned slightly when he heard the name. The ice-type monster he encountered for the first time was so powerful. If there is a saint level nine or above in the future, I'm afraid everyone will die here.
.
From the beginning to the end, the divine envoy on the chariot never took action, even though the monks who asked her for help died in front of her.
