There was a flurry of excitement, all kinds of curses, and all the young people used their special skills and rushed out.
No one dares not to believe what Valerilla, the supervisor, says, especially if he is risking his life.
The one who was more flexible then saw the changes in the bluestone bricks and tiles around him. Everyone was shocked and ran away for a while.
"Private Nakama はまだ出ていない"
Someone exclaimed, outside the snow fort, many languages began to boil, including all kinds of national curses.
Seeing the snow castle gradually tilting, the circular building decoration on the top floor made a crisp sound, and within a few seconds, it fell down and hit it hard.
Amidst the flying dust in the sky, a figure burst out, and Valerilla flew out with two twisting bodies between them.
"The supervisor hit my head so much that it hurts."
"My head is about to explode."
"pain"
"Ouch, don't touch me. I was hit by a statue just during the day and it hurts everywhere."
The four wounded were howling in various languages. One was lying in the snow and waving his hands repeatedly, as if to keep strangers away, while the other three were writhing left and right.
"I'm numb all over. It's because I had a cold or a stroke, right?"
Valerilla looked depressed. He really wanted to slap those boys to shut them up.
"Everyone found a slope to provide some protection from the wind and snow. We held on for two hours and then we moved to another place."
There is obviously a big difference between waiting for two hours in a snow castle and waiting for two hours outside. There is no heater, and it is easy to feel cold no matter how thick you wear it. It is still dark now, and you rely on several energy lamps for lighting.
"Ah, it's so painful. I don't want to come back to this kind of relic even if you give me money."
Huang Chengcheng muttered that the treasure was not found, he was still frightened in the middle of the night, and now he was suffering even more from the cold wind outside. This was a hard trip.
Xu Zhi shook his head to wake himself up. Looking at the ruins, he was a little unsure whether Somra was still alive. When he was called out, Somra was not seen in the small room. He didn't know where he went. .
Of course, if you are alive, it is best not to show up. There are too many people in this place, and a strange blue-skinned creature will cause a fierce battle in such a place.
Regarding relic creatures, people in the real world always act according to the principle of killing them if they can, and running for their lives if they can't be killed. There will definitely be no good results if Som is pulled out.
The young people looked for various slopes one after another, and those who were more flexible used local materials to build a small circular wall. The cold wind blowing in the cave sky was blowing from left to right, up and down, and had to be protected from all directions.
Xu Zhi touched his still aching head, rolled a big snowball, dug a little in the snowball, made a big hole, and then piled snow in front of it, barely able to block the wind and snow.
This simple and easy-to-learn wind and snow-proof building quickly became popular, and various spheres began to appear around the snow castle.
It was impossible to sleep, and now everyone was eagerly waiting for dawn, and the heritage management officials would drive over to pick them up.
"Dorolo, Dororo."
After gritting one's teeth for a long time, the sky became slightly brighter, and a black spot finally appeared on the horizon in the distance.
The coachman who came to pick him up looked at the place where the snow fort collapsed with surprise. It was desolate, with only broken tiles and ruins left. The cold wind blew by, and there was a sound of cracking and shattering bricks.
"It will naturally collapse over time."
Valerilla was expressionless and explained stiffly.
"I understand, I understand, the villain understands."
The coachman lowered his head and began to greet the young people to get on the bus. This kind of thing was not something that he, a coachman, could ask. In fact, before he even asked, Valerilla took the initiative to explain. It seemed that the gentleman was quite flustered.
The snowmobile was not enough to carry everyone at once, but the young people spent two hours in this place. They couldn't help themselves and stuffed themselves into the car. Several of them were also hung on the roof of the car, which was full of snowmobiles.
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"Let's go, let's go, I'm so unlucky."
Valerilla urged, strolling behind the snowmobile, his pace was leisurely, but he could steadily keep up with the snowmobile's speed of more than 60 yards, which made the people buried in the car envious.
For the vast majority of cultivators, the expert level is the highest point of cultivation. Even at this step, only a handful of people have the opportunity to reach this level of cultivation after paying a heavy price. As for Valerila
This kind of master level cultivation is the dream of many people.
"This is the superior martial art of our Northern Territory. The Peng King's Speedy Walking Technique is able to keep the body moving without fear of adversity. It is a rare light-weight skill in the world today."
Facing a few people from northern Xinjiang, Valerila explained that it was something everyone would do to support their own country's backward progress. As for people from other countries, who cares whether they understood it or not? He, Valerila, didn't.
That obligation.
"Master Valerila, I heard people say that the Ying Kingdom's light body kung fu is the best in the world. Are they really that powerful and better than our northern Xinjiang?"
A young cultivator from northern Xinjiang asked, "Because practitioners are different, it is difficult to have a unified view on various exercises and secret techniques. There has always been a lot of debate on these matters."
"The Ying Kingdom is good at borrowing various scenes and borrowing strength from the body, just like a river, going straight down with the wind and the current. The light body kung fu will definitely be faster than the others. But if they go against the flow, they will be beaten by us Northern Xinjiang people. We Northern Xinjiang people will beat them."
Xinjiang has always resisted adverse trends, and the worse the environment, the stronger we are compared to our opponents."
"Where's the Thousand-Year Empire Dongyue? I heard they are extremely impressive," asked another young man from Northern Xinjiang.
"Dongyue has a lot of secrets in cultivation. It's hard to say who is the fastest in the body-lighting exercises. When it comes to changes, they have to be better, like traveling quickly and suddenly changing directions. This is something that their master practitioners can do
Very easy to do.”
Valerilla smiled strangely and added: "Perhaps they have changed too much. The martial arts and cultivation methods have become numerous and diverse, and the cultivation has become extraordinary, but the difficulty is also much higher accordingly."
"Today's Dongyue is extremely strong, but there are only so many people standing on the branches, and it is declining from generation to generation."
"The cultivation resources they need are complex, and they often have to find the most suitable ones for themselves before they are willing to pursue perfection. The higher they practice, the more so. There are so many scarce resources in this world that are wasted, and many techniques are short-lived.
, it’s hard to shine again.”
Valerilla was also deeply moved by the sight of Dongyue. He was familiar with several Chinese languages and had done a lot of research on other countries.
"Then are they stupid, don't they know how to change, don't they know how to choose the most suitable cultivation method for inheritance?"
Some young people in northern Xinjiang don’t understand that adapting to the times and survival of the fittest is the law of nature. If we don’t make changes, we will eventually face elimination.
"Maybe it's nostalgia, maybe it's about inheritance, maybe it's reluctance, maybe it's confidence and confidence, there are all kinds of reasons, who knows, you can't take it lightly, there are many martial arts in Dongyue, and the cultivators will never die before they die.
Know what cards they are hiding."
Valerilla replied, Dongyue people all care about the things passed down from their ancestors, and many people try to recreate the glory of their ancestors. When they reach a certain level, few people look forward.
The inherited civilization has brought a sense of historical significance and has eliminated the courage of most people to move forward.