According to the words of the chief of the Vulture Tribe, Long Xiaoshan knew the location of Pascal Snow Mountain. It was in the cold polar north of the wasteland world, very far away from the Wild Arrow Tribe, at least thousands of kilometers away.
In the wasteland world, humans are just a weak race, and the most powerful ones are the wild beasts.
Therefore, thousands of kilometers is a distance that is impossible for people in the wasteland world to travel in a lifetime.
Comparable to the Long March.
Of course not to mention thousands of kilometers.
Even if it's tens of thousands of kilometers away, Long Xiaoshan will definitely go if he knows about it.
Because this is his hope of getting out.
He doesn't want to stay in the wasteland world for the rest of his life.
After leaving the Wild Arrow Tribe, Long Xiaoshan and Ling Xiaofu embarked on the road to Pascal Snow Mountain.
At first, Long Xiaoshan and Ling Xiaofu walked separately.
However, after walking for a long time, Long Xiaoshan felt that the speed was too slow. Although Ling Xiaofu was not slow in fact, after all, he was also a fourth-level spiritual master, so he was definitely much faster than ordinary people, but in Long Xiaoshan's eyes, he was still slow.
In addition, at this speed, it is impossible to escape from the wild beast.
From time to time, wild beasts would appear to intercept and attack them.
Although they are usually quickly chased away or killed by Long Xiaoshan.
But it also slowed them down.
"Xiao Fu, I'd better hold you and go." Long Xiaoshan simply stopped.
"Ah! Okay!" Ling Xiaofu jumped into Long Xiaoshan's arms without saying a word.
Long Xiaoshan was also a little helpless. He knew that Ling Xiaofu didn't need her to explain at all. This girl didn't know why she liked being hugged so much. He had hugged her for so many days, didn't she feel uncomfortable?
Long Xiaoshan was too lazy to say anything.
He picked up Ling Xiaofu and ran quickly in the wilderness, his speed increased dramatically.
After accelerating, Long Xiaoshan ignored most of the wild beasts. Even if those wild beasts wanted to attack them, they couldn't keep up with Long Xiaoshan's speed.
But in the wilderness, everything is definitely smooth sailing.
Long Xiaoshan encountered some powerful wild beasts.
There were even a few of them, and the aura they gave him was not much weaker than the Eight-Armed Crocodile Dragon.
When encountering a wild beast of that level, Long Xiaoshan would naturally be cautious and avoid it.
Even so, in two days, Long Xiaoshan traveled nearly a thousand kilometers and entered the extremely cold north. The temperature dropped sharply. The climate of the wasteland world was far harsher than that of the earth.
The Northland is completely a frozen world. The temperature is below minus 50 degrees all year round, and the temperature at night will be even lower.
Even Ling Xiaofu, a fourth-level spiritual master, couldn't bear the lack of thick clothes to wrap himself around. Long Xiaoshan's space ring also didn't have thick clothes, because his physique didn't use it at all.
Fortunately, Long Xiaoshan held her, and the warmth from Long Xiaoshan's body was like a furnace, allowing her to persevere.
Ordinary people who fall into this place will definitely die.
It was absolutely impossible for Mr. Bai to be blown away by the evil wind in this place. If he had been here, he would have died long ago.
Could it be that there are other places in the wasteland world where the black evil wind blows?
Long Xiaoshan was confused.
But I can't control that much.
He only has this clue now, which is better than running around like a headless fly.
The biting cold wind howled and rolled up a large number of white snowflakes. Long Xiaoshan walked on the white frozen soil, leaving a series of footprints behind him, which were soon covered by ice and snow.
Because of the cold weather, Long Xiaoshan's speed also slowed down a lot.
Ling Xiaofu pressed tightly against Long Xiaoshan's body, and later she got directly into Long Xiaoshan's clothes and pressed against Long Xiaoshan's skin. It was really too cold here.
Long Xiaoshan is too lazy to care whether this gesture is ambiguous or not.
In this weather, I guess no man can think about that.
Even Ling Xiaofu didn't feel any blush because she was so cold that her brain was numb.
Although Long Xiaoshan slowed down, he kept walking. When it got dark, Long Xiaoshan's eyes shrank. He saw the continuous mountains in front of him, including a towering snow-capped mountain and the painting of the chief of the Vulture Tribe.
The snow-capped mountains given to him look very similar.
"Pascal Snow Mountain has arrived!"
Long Xiaoshan was refreshed when he saw the snow mountain.
"Really?" Ling Xiaofu poked her eyes out of Long Xiaoshan's collar.
All the snow-capped mountains looked the same to her: "Where are they?"
Long Xiaoshan pointed to the tallest one: "If the chief of the Vulture Tribe didn't lie to me, that's the one. Let's go there."
Ling Xiaofu responded and retracted into Long Xiaoshan's clothes.
It seems to be close at hand.
But by the time Long Xiaoshan arrived at the foot of Pascal Snow Mountain, the sky had already turned completely dark.
The snow-capped mountains also look even more towering and huge, with no top visible at all. They are probably much higher than Mount Everest.
The temperature after nightfall becomes even colder, and the temperature is probably close to 100 degrees below zero. Even Longxiao Mountain has to mobilize its true energy to resist this extremely low temperature.
There are basically no wild animals in this place, so it's not that they are afraid of the cold.
But it is too desolate, there is no food, and the wild beasts are not willing to stay in such a place.
There was only the sound of howling wind in my ears.
"Brother Xiaoshan, let's rest for one night and go up the mountain tomorrow." Ling Xiaofu shouted.
Long Xiaoshan has carried her for thousands of kilometers. Even when she fell asleep in Long Xiaoshan's arms at night, Long Xiaoshan was walking. Even an iron man would be tired, let alone in such a cold polar region.
Long Xiaoshan shook his head: "No, the Vulture Chief said that the devil wind here appears from time to time. If it appears tonight, we will miss it. Let's go up the mountain now."
"But Brother Xiaoshan, aren't you tired? Even if you miss it this time, there will be another time." Ling Xiaofu shouted.
Long Xiaoshan didn't answer her, but carried her up the mountain.
Ling Xiaofu wondered whether Long Xiaoshan was anxious to go back to see his family, or his wife and children. By the way, she had been with Long Xiaoshan for so long that she didn't even know if he had a wife.
Long Xiaoshan never talks about his affairs.
When she thought of this, Ling Xiaofu felt a little flustered for no reason. She couldn't even feel the cold. The question of whether Long Xiaoshan had a wife kept swirling in her mind.
Long Xiaoshan doesn't care that Ling Xiaofu thinks so much.
The only thought in his mind right now is to go up the mountain.
The wind is raging.
As he climbed higher and higher, the wind became colder and colder, and the temperature became lower and lower. The wind brought with it no longer snowflakes, but hail, and even huge ice stones as big as millstones.
It kept falling on the mountain.
Long Xiaoshan relied on his strong energy and walked to the top of the mountain regardless of the hail, ice and rocks.
After a night's trek.
Longshan finally reached the top of Pascal.
In front of us is a large hilly ice field.
There is also a bottomless icy stream.
It's very windy on the mountain.
But he didn't see the so-called devil's wind.
Long Xiaoshan was a little disappointed, but Chief Vulture had said that the devil wind appeared from time to time, so even if he couldn't see it, it was normal. Long Xiaoshan quickly found a hill at the bottom, dug a hole, and set up a formation at the entrance of the hole.
