In the northern cold land, thousands of miles of ice and thousands of miles of snow fall. Looking around, we can only see two colors, white is the snow and gray is the sky.
Even before getting close, you could feel its coldness. A gust of north wind blew by, and everyone couldn't help but shudder. Even Zhan Chen felt a bit cold, not to mention the outer disciples under him.
At this time, the road under their feet became rugged, and they began to climb up the mountain road. The so-called Northern Cold Land was not here yet, but above the mountains.
So their most difficult journey has just begun, they have to climb over the rolling mountains and gradually climb to the top of the highest mountain.
The temperature continued to drop, and in the face of the blizzard, the team's marching speed dropped again and again. However, the team leader Wang Feng had no intention of stopping. Instead, he yelled at the people behind him: You lazy people, why don't you hurry up? Speed up.
Footsteps, we have to hurry up and reach our destination tonight
As a strong Martial King, Zhan Chen naturally had nothing to do with this bit of wind and snow, but privately, he was deeply worried about those people behind him.
Sure enough, when crossing a cliff, something went wrong in the team. One of them couldn't step correctly and fell off the cliff.
In this regard, everyone is also powerless, and it is worth turning back and continuing to climb up, but the mood is as gloomy as the clouds in the sky.
It was getting late, but we were still halfway to the top of the mountain, and the wind and snow didn't let up at all.
Wang Feng had no choice but to make the decision to let the team rest for the night. They found a mountain col that was not affected by wind and snow and began to set up camp.
Everyone quickly lit a fire and took out meat for the barbecue. Sitting around the bonfire, tearing apart the barbecue in their hands and drinking the strong wine in the bowl, people finally felt a little warm and talked more.
Zhan Chen loves to sit with ordinary warriors, because listening to their conversations can gain a lot of knowledge; and those ordinary warriors, after being in contact with Zhan Chen for two months, have gradually figured out his approachability, and have gradually grown to know him.
Open your mind.
At this time, an old man with white hair and beard sitting next to him drank a few more drinks and started rambling again.
The old man's name is Hu Sanqi. He has lived for more than 400 years, and his cultivation level is still at the primary level of Martial Master. According to him, he has visited this Northern Cold Land alone five times.
Everyone was surprised that he was still alive and well. The mortality rate in the Northern Cold Land was extremely high. I heard that more than half of the outer disciples who came here would die every time. One visit was enough, so he actually came five times.
But looking back, he seemed to be qualified to educate everyone. I heard Hu Sanqi say in his hoarse voice again: You newcomers have never been to the real northern cold land. The little wind and frost during the day is just a banquet.
It's just a cold appetizer, the real meal is yet to come.
After hearing what he said, several people nearby began to laugh and shouted: "Hu Li Li, you are talking again."
That is, in this northern cold land, but at the junction of our Moluo Sect and the territory of another large-scale Demon Sect worshiping cult, there are thousands of towering mountains like this alone, and each one is very big.
It would take a few days to visit the top of the mountain.
Some people are questioning: Hu Lilie, how do you know, have you been there? The wind on this mountain is so strong, I’m afraid it’s difficult to support it with your cultivation level.
At this time, Hu Sanqi was so anxious that her face turned red and her neck turned red, and she defended herself: Don’t believe it, when I was young, I actually went deep into the snow-capped mountains. It was during a mission that I was chased and fell off the cliff.
Passed out.
As a result, guess what, when I opened my eyes, what I saw was a scene of dense jungle, elixirs everywhere, and monsters everywhere.
After listening to his words, several people burst into laughter again: Hu Lilie, I think there are only monsters and beasts roaming around. The jungle is densely covered with elixirs and elixirs are everywhere in this snow-capped mountain. Where can these things be found?
That was all what I saw with my own eyes. I still spent a lot of effort and finally found a way out. When Hu Sanqi came back, he spoke seriously.
That's all, that's all, just do what you say. Everyone saw that he was old and didn't care about him.
And I suspect that the home of Zhengdao Sect, our mortal enemy of Moluo Sect, is in these mountains. Hu Sanqi made another shocking guess.
Someone started to refute him again: Hu Lilie, where is the mountain gate of the Zhengdao Gate? Not even our Yin Sect Master can guess where it is. How do you know it? Besides, who would choose the mountain gate here unless their head is caught by the door panel.
Hu Sanqi said to the man: What do you know, kid? Then let me ask you, where did these remnants of the Righteous Sect on the border come from?
I think they must be hiding in the Sangui area where our sect is at war with the cult. The righteous people are basically a group of guerrillas and homeless people, so there is no mountain gate.
Hu Sanqi shook his head and said to himself: It's a pity that you don't believe me. I saw that danger with my own eyes, and I also encountered them.
Then you still have life to come back
Haha, I am an ordinary warrior. If I take off all my clothes, who will recognize me?
Just brag, then have you ever used this news to ask for credit from the sect elders? This is a great achievement.
Hu Sanqi hesitated for a moment, then said: At that time, I was confused as to how I got out. How could I remember the way?
Okay, okay, is there anything new in this northern cold land? Everyone just thought he was telling a story, it sounded interesting.
Sure enough, I heard Hu Sanqi say: Well, let me tell you another secret. There are many treasures buried in the vast mountains. Do you know that many adventurers haunt this northern cold land? Their noses
He is the most spiritual, he knows where the treasure is.
In the past, this northern cold land was a gathering place for many sects, the most famous of which was the Hanshan Sect, whose size has almost reached the standard of a large sect.
Hanshan Sect, wasn't it destroyed by our sect a long time ago? When everyone thinks about it, Hu Lilie's words are somewhat reasonable, because there seem to be several sects that have settled down in this northern cold land in history.
However, these sects have long been strangled by the Mo Luo Zong worship cult. Their sects have been destroyed, their wealth and classics have been divided, and they have long been lost in the torrent of history.
However, if you think about it carefully, if these sects were destroyed, wouldn't there be any treasures still buried in the heavy snow? Hu Sanqi started a bold imagination.
Everyone laughed again: Mr. Hu, don't think about it, it's not our turn. Besides, it's been a thousand years, and the land we're looking for has already been dug over.
Are there any treasures left?
However, after hearing his bragging and his poetic imagination, everyone felt much happier.
Among them, there was one exception, and that was Zhan Chen. He observed that although Hu Sanqi's face was slightly drunk, his eyes were extremely bright.
So he has been listening carefully, digesting the information, thinking: Hu Sanqi is a person who has been to the Northern Cold Land five times after all. Even if his words are not entirely true, they are at least 70% true.
If this information is correct, then the water in this northern cold land is very deep.
One night passed, the wind stopped, the snow stopped, and the sun shone brightly on the earth. Even if it could not bring warmth to people's bodies, it also brought light to people's hearts.
Wang Feng led a large force, taking advantage of the good weather, all the way up, and finally reached the top of the mountain at noon.
Looking down from a mountain as high as ten thousand feet, Zhan Chen was completely shocked by the wonders he saw. It turned out that they were only climbing the south side of the mountain, a steep section, so the journey was difficult and the weather was harsh.
But it is completely different on the back side of the mountain. The slope is gentler and the terrain is flat. Moreover, the adjacent tall mountains play a very good blocking role, so the wind and cold are not so arrogant.
Starting from the mountainside, the vegetation increases. You can see patches of dense woods. Clear snowmelt water from the snow-capped mountains converges into streams and rivers. Finally, it gathers at the foot of the mountain and becomes a big river, rushing forward.
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At the foot of the mountain, there seems to be a city dotted along the riverside.
Seeing the city, Wang Feng shouted happily: Great, we have arrived at Beihan City
When Zhan Chen heard what he said, he immediately recalled the information about this city. Beihan City was an important fortress built by the Moluo Sect in the land of Beihan, in order to prevent the invasion of the worship cult and the righteous sect and consolidate its rule.
In recent years, with the growing strength of the Moluo Sect, its tentacles have gradually extended to the areas ruled by the cult of worship. The conflicts between the two have become increasingly conflictual. The wars surrounding Beihan City are also continuous, and a large number of people die every day.
people.
However, the most indispensable thing for the Demon Sect is people. They can replenish fresh blood every day. If they don't lose some, then Sect Leader Yin may have to worry about overcrowding.
Let's speed up our pace so that we can rest in the city tonight. Wang Feng shouted loudly.
The marching speed of the team suddenly accelerated, and everyone was eager to have a glimpse of this famous city.