This season, the top of the mountain is covered with ice and snow.
Today's weather is fine, the white sky penetrates the cold air, sprinkles on the snow-capped mountains, and refracts dazzling rays of light between the ice crystals. The snow has accumulated thickly, but it melted a lot today, and when you step on it, it feels like you are stuck in a quagmire, and the biting snow water seeps into your shoes.
Zheng Zhenzhen stumbled along the way, and finally took off his shoes and stepped barefoot in the thick snow. Except for fighting, Yun Qing never touched the ground. She sat on Aman's shoulders every day and practiced silently, warming up the true energy of the big sun and black sky. Not to mention Amang, he actually walks like flying in this environment, and every step is full of snow and water splashing.
Ying Chixiao originally stood beside A Mang very graciously, because he knew that the younger of the two was obviously the one who made the decision. But then he was splashed with snow all over his body by his unrestrained steps, and he didn't dare to dodge at will, so he had to go around to Zheng Zhenzhen's side.
"Fellow Daoist, seeing how difficult it is for you to walk, why don't you come here..." Ying Chixiao saw Zheng Zhenzhen stepping barefoot in the snow, and couldn't help but feel a little strange.
Zheng Zhenzhen wanted to refuse, but remembered that Yun Qing had warned her not to answer indiscriminately, so she shook her head tactfully.
Yun Qing quickly condensed a white jade sword in his hand, and threatened: "What are you trying to talk to my junior sister over and over again!? My junior sister can walk as she likes, and it's not your turn to talk!"
Seeing that this girl really rejected him, Ying Chixiao couldn't help but feel a little helpless. He had sent out the summoning talisman just now, and now he only hoped that those gentle and lovely junior sisters would please this fierce guy.
"Yes, yes, I was rude..." Ying Chixiao apologized repeatedly.
"Since you know it's impolite, don't cling to my junior sister all the time, you should go away!" Yun Qing slammed him away impatiently. She was also afraid that Ying Chi Xiao would see something wrong if she got too close.
Although Ying Chixiao felt dissatisfied, she didn't dare to say anything on the surface, she just kept away from them obediently. He took a peek at a few people, thinking that the one who put the girl on his shoulders was obviously a man, so how could they be treated so poorly? This Mianfeng Corridor is also weird. Guiling Temple is a sacred place for Buddhist cultivation, so it only accepts men, but they are not nunneries, so why do they only accept women
After walking up for a long way, a broken wall appeared in front of them.
The sword marks on the broken wall are vertical and horizontal, and the deep imprints are filled with frost. It looks old, and it seems to be a monument left over from the raging sword energy.
"This is the sword test cliff. It was left by a senior from Mianfenglang and a sword cultivator from the Jiange of Moling. Both of them entered the Tao with swords. Senior Moling is slightly better. Half of the snow mountain has been shaved off, from now on the only way to go up the mountain is through this broken wall." Ying Chixiao introduced respectfully.
Zheng Zhenzhen listened with gusto, but Yun Qing sneered and interrupted: "The reason why this half was cut off is because Senior Mo Ling couldn't control the sword energy. The sword energy is not condensed, the sword intent is loose, and the sword is released, which makes this half wall Suffering a disaster is not something slightly better."
Hearing Yun Qing's tone, Ying Chixiao felt that the other party was displeased to see that she had won the Moling Jiange, and she felt a little regretful about her slip of the tongue.
He hurriedly remedied: "Mianfenglang's swordsmanship is superb, and other Taoist arts are also unique in the world..."
"Unique in the world? Fellow Daoists, have you ever asked if the Daoism in the world is uniform? So it means to put Mianfenglang on the fire..." Yun Qing sneered.
Ying Chixiao felt that her mouth was getting more and more stupid, and the more she said, the more wrong she was, so she fell silent embarrassingly, and stopped talking.
At the foot of the sword-testing cliff, Yun Qing jumped off Aman's body.
"Amang, take Zhenzhen up."
As he said that, he used the technique of lightness, stepping on the ice cones protruding from the cliff, and rushed up to the top of the broken wall lightly and swiftly.
Zheng Zhenzhen has great trust in Aman's skills, but she still can't forget the time Aman took her to jump from the top of a mountain several hundred meters away. She was so scared that she vomited on the spot! Zheng Zhenzhen is afraid of too many things, including climbing.
Aman didn't care what she thought, he threw her onto his shoulder, stretched out one hand, inserted it into the thick rock wall, exerted force with his feet, and took a step up. Then the other hand was inserted upwards into the rock wall, this hand was withdrawn, and another step was taken upwards.
Aman climbed over the cliff step by step so quickly, Zheng Zhenzhen's face was already blue when he reached the top.
Ying Chixiao was stunned watching from below, wondering what kind of monster this is, it can penetrate through the sword test cliff with its fleshy body! You know, even a sword cultivator who has just entered the Tao can only leave a shallow mark on it. And the two seniors who tried their swords and discussed the Dao here, left deep marks, and cut off the snow mountain, both of them are amazingly talented people!
He was stunned for a long time, and then he pulled out a piece of scarlet silk scarf. He muttered something, the silk scarf gradually stretched, and it was thrown onto the cedar on the top of the broken wall, wrapping it tightly.
Ying Chixiao borrowed the help of the red silk scarf, and soon reached the top of the cliff. At this time, Zheng Zhenzhen was clutching a small glazed cup, the tea inside was steaming, and her complexion looked much better. Yun Qing closed her eyes and concentrated, not knowing what she was thinking.
Zheng Zhenzhen slowed down a bit, returned the Fang Cunzhan to Yun Qing, and whispered: "Thank you."
Yun Qing nodded, and turned to Ying Chixiao, who had been neglected by them for a long time: "Let's go, take me to meet your talented junior sisters."
"Let's go now, let's go!" Ying Chixiao's expression brightened, he couldn't wait any longer.
The Snow Mountain Dharma Conference is called a Dharma conference, but it is actually a chaotic fight among casual practitioners. This kind of fight happens frequently. The main reason is that casual cultivators mostly rely on foreign objects such as heaven and earth treasures and magic treasures to practice. Treasures in heaven and earth are so rare, and most of them are in the hands of the Holy Land.
A good magic weapon may greatly increase their combat power for a while, and a good medicine pill may also increase their cultivation for dozens of years. These things obtained by relying on external forces always look very attractive. Since a magic weapon and a pill can solve the problem, why do they spend dozens or hundreds of years of hard work? Countless casual cultivators have embarked on the road of killing people and seizing treasures with this idea in mind.
Little do they know that the Tao that has been studied hard for a hundred years is the real Tao, and the ones who have been snatched from a killing can only be weapons, or even weapons that do not belong to them.
Tao is the beginning of utensils. If you are obsessed with the use of tools from the beginning, but don't understand the reason and the rules of the Tao, then you will lose the qualification to ask questions. Enlightenment is a process of gradual penetration and infiltration, which requires great perseverance and a pure and true heart. It cannot be as immediate as a magic medicine, and I have never heard of a shortcut.
The supremacy of equipment and use brings a impetuous, indifferent, and anxious environment to the casual practice world. This environment is basically the same as the world of mortals, and it is even more cruel.
It is simply a fantasy to choose a disciple of the Holy Land in such a smoky puja. It seems that Mianfeng Gallery and Guiling Temple may have many pass designs behind the Snow Mountain Puja.
But for Yun Qing, she still has to go through these battles first, otherwise she might not even see the follow-up.
"I met two fellow daoists, I'm Wen Linghua, this is my junior sister Lu Ming."
Two women with somewhat similar temperaments stood in front of Yun Qing. Wen Linghua was older, in his early twenties, steady and dignified, with long hair tied by a simple wooden hairpin, and flame patterns embroidered on his taoist robe. The other looked a little shy, but with clear eyes and two braids, he looked curiously at Yun Qing and his party.
Ying Chixiao is also a smart person, he didn't tell the "identities" of Yun Qing and the others to his two junior sisters, so as not to appear too deliberate in front of the disciples of this Holy Land, which would be annoying. Besides, these two junior sisters are indeed very talented, and they can be regarded as a clean stream in these messy casual repair rooms. His concealment helped Yun Qing a lot.
"That's right, you follow me into the altar." Yun Qing seemed quite satisfied with the two of them, and didn't care about Ying Chi Xiao.
Zheng Zhenzhen and the other two followed her and entered the altar on the top of the snow mountain.
The altar looked like a big bowl, upside down on the top of the snow-capped mountain, sealed by a radiant barrier, and would only be opened within a certain period of time.
It is said that the Holy Land will put all kinds of magical treasures and elixir into the altar, which will attract the nearby casual practitioners to flock to it. Yun Qing felt that this was like raising Gu, throwing good food, let them fight in a small area, and after they killed a lot, they took the last leftover for their use. The Holy Land may not regard these casual practitioners as preparatory disciples at all, but just use them as materials.
Considering so many factors, the possibility of winning the favor of the Holy Land at the Fa Conference is much smaller.
Yun Qing sighed inwardly, but her steps remained firm.
As soon as she entered the enchantment, she saw a person in the middle holding a whisk, throwing thunderbolts at the group of them who had just entered.
The enchantment was already radiant, and the ground was covered with a thick layer of ice to reflect the light, and this messy electric light made it even more unclear. Therefore, there are quite a few people who were successfully attacked by this person as soon as they entered the enchantment. Others in the enchantment also watched coldly, they were eager for someone to show up, so as to test the strength of the newcomer.
Like a prophet, Yun Qing dipped his little finger into the water in the square-inch cup when he was making the formula, and when Lei Fa came to him, he waved the water out and it became a watery enchantment.
This water curtain looked very thin, but it also firmly covered the three women behind her. A few bolts of lightning hit the water curtain and suddenly disappeared.
Then there was only a scream from the sneak attacker, and somehow the thunderbolts he shot fell on his own head, and he carried the few thunderbolts unpreparedly, and in the blink of an eye, the people became a pile coke.
Yun Qing withdrew the water curtain and walked in steadily with a few people. Wherever she passed, those casual cultivators retreated one after another.
Ying Chixiao came in a little later than her, seeing this scene she couldn't help but secretly startled, thinking that the disciples of the Holy Land really had such a strong aura that no one dared to enter her body, it seemed right to call her junior sister over this time.
Yun Qing looked relaxed, but it was not. It's definitely not just the stupid Taoist priest who used Leifa who made the move just now, there are also a few hidden auras who also came to test it. These were all isolated by Yun Qing with the heavenly book, and she was not sure about dealing with so many people at the same time, so she had to retreat temporarily. At this time, calm down and feel for a while, there are at least five people who have entered the Tao on this small altar!