The wind and snow send spring back, the spring on this continent is still gathering strength in the south, but the wind and snow in the north have already killed all the spring in the cradle. At the northern end of the mainland, three hundred and sixty days a year, the wind, the sword, the frost, and the sword are fierce, and there is probably no spring at all. The wind and snow all over the sky turned into a series of swords that penetrated deep into the bones, slashing with the left and right swords.
In three days, it was rare to see the black mountain rocks exposed to the snow, and because of the cold and ruthless carvings of the world, they showed a deadly posture. Here is a land of ice and snow, even a dead land, but now there is a row of small black dots, walking on the century-old lonely snowfield, moving forward silently and firmly.
Occasionally, the howling sound of dogs piercing through the wind and snow was transmitted to the distance, bringing a somewhat lively feeling. There are only three people in this team, but there are more than sixty snow dogs, leading the long sled carrying food and equipment, and they are constantly heading north.
I heard that these snow dogs that walk in the extreme north are descendants of snow wolves. Only those northern barbarians who can endure the severe cold can domesticate them and become good helpers for humans. However, in recent years, the mainland has become more and more cold. As soon as you leave the northern gate of Tianguan, the temperature drops sharply. In the past, the northern barbarians who fought bare-chested in the snow have already moved south to the western grasslands at all costs, and the snow returns. In addition to peace, whose are these snow dogs
Wrapped in thick fur, even his head and face were covered with warm fox fur, he wore leather boots on his feet, and thick gloves on his hands. He was wrapped up like a rice dumpling. Not long after his lips came out, he seemed to be frozen into snow balls by the severe cold between the world and the earth. His complexion was a little pale. Although he had been secretly preparing for several years since knowing the whereabouts of the temple in the fifth year of Qingli, it was only when he actually set foot on this snowfield that he felt the power of the heaven and the earth. , It is not something that you can really take if you are mentally prepared.
It has been quite a few days since I left Northern Qi to go to the capital, and it has been seven or eight days since I passed through the North Gate Tianguan where there are not many soldiers stationed. When I think of the soldiers in the Snow City, they look at themselves like dead people. When people and dogs walked into the snow field, Fan Xian couldn't help but a bitter smile appeared on his lips. It seemed that no one was optimistic about his group.
He put his fingers between his lips and whistled. The ears of more than ten snow dogs around him stood up smartly, shook their heads vigorously, shook off the ice and snow on their body, and stood on all fours with their paws. In the middle of the night, it seemed that he was not afraid of the cold at all, sticking out his long red tongue, waiting for the master's next command.
At this time, the wind and snow seemed to be a little lighter, and Fan Xian walked out of two simple snowmobiles in front of him and behind him. Haitang and Shisanlang Wang were also wrapped into rice dumplings at this time, and they approached Fan Xian with doubts on their faces.
"We have to leave quickly while the snow is young."
Wang Shisanlang's voice came out through the layer of fur, which seemed a little buzzing. Fan Xian gasped heavily, coughed and responded, "Are those people still following?"
Haitang took off the earmuffs on the side of the fur hat, revealing two clean and lovely ears, and listened quietly in the wind and snow for a while, then shook her head and said, "It looks like I lost it."
Although Feng Xue was a little smaller, it was still extremely hard for the three of them to speak clearly when they gathered together. Fan Xian raised the corners of his lips and smiled, and said, "It's fine if you lose it. I don't want the people sent by your little emperor to freeze to death on this snowfield."
Haitang didn't say anything, just squinted her eyes slightly, and looked into the depths of the snow field in the north. I saw that there was also a piece of white snow, and there seemed to be nothing in the world except snow. Such a boring and uninteresting journey, but because of the severe cold, it is particularly dangerous. There was a complicated look in her eyes. It had been seven or eight days since she was out of Tianguan, but Fan Xian didn't need to explore the way at all, but issued orders directly, bypassing the snow-capped mountains and ice hills all the way, and walked in silence, as if he was very happy. Know how to get to the temple.
Fan Xian's injuries were too severe, and it was impossible to explore the way. Shisanlang Wang's right arm was not completely healed. Among the three, Haitang was also a little weak, but if she wanted to explore the way, she must be the one to do it. Some people don't understand where Fan Xian's confidence comes from, that he won't get lost in this wilderness where he can't see the sun, can't see the trend of mountains and rivers, and has nothing but ice and snow.
Fan Xian took out a bamboo knife from the sled behind him, and carefully scraped the icicles on the leather boots. Everything cares about the details, and only with sufficient preparation and careful consideration of the details can it be possible to reach that illusory temple. In the past few days after leaving Tianguan, the north gate, he led the team of sleds around the snow field, just to get rid of the team that followed behind him.
Regardless of whether the Northern Qi emperor wanted to ensure the safety of the pedestrians, or wanted to follow behind Fan Xian to find the hidden and unknown temple, Fan Xian would not allow it. First, he didn't want too many people to die in the cold, and second, Fan Xian himself didn't know what kind of things existed in the temple. Ku He had carefully hidden the location of the temple. He was worried that the things in the temple would spread to the human world and bring unknowable harm to the world. In this case, Fan Xian must be careful.
"Although it's a bit cold, do we... need to wear so many?" Wang Shisanlang stood in front of Fan Xian, panting twice, feeling that those thick leather jackets and boots on his body were really in the way. Fan Xian was seriously injured and couldn't mobilize his true energy to keep out the cold, but Thirteenth Lang and Haitang still had plenty of true energy. The ninth-rank powerhouses, under normal conditions, could really be said to be invulnerable to cold and heat.
Fan Xian smiled, looked at him and said, "If you can save more heat and true energy, save some. Don't look at the cold and you can still stand it, but we still have to go north. Who knows? How low will the temperature be there?"
After saying this, he lowered his head slightly, hiding the slight worry in his eyes. In the Xishan cave in the fifth year of Qingli, he memorized every word of Xiao En's words before he died, and made sufficient preparations for this trip to the temple, but he still did not expect that this is the day he came out. Before ten days had passed, the severe cold between heaven and earth had already reached this level.
It seems that the temperature today is a bit colder than when Xiao En and Kuhe went to the temple decades ago.
"Since the biggest difficulty is the severe cold, why don't we choose to set off in summer?" Haitang discovered this problem very keenly. Fan Xian's current attitude is not very urgent. Since this is the case, starting in summer seems to be the best choice.
Fan Xian was silent for a moment and then said: "The time on the road is about two months, and I don't know how long it will take to find the temple. It's safer to leave in late winter and arrive in early summer... and I don't want to It's been in the dark for half a year."
"Well, I heard that the sky and the earth are reversed in the temple, with half a year of night and half a year of day." Thirteenth Wang nodded.
"You don't know as much as I do about this world, so just listen to me." Fan Xian said calmly, but his words were full of unquestionable confidence. Yes, he reconfirmed that this is the earth when he was watching the stars with Dabao. Since it is the earth, there will naturally be polar day and polar night at the North Pole.
The northern part of this world is too cold, few people can set foot deep in the snow field, and few people can come back alive, so in the legend, the place where the temple is located has some mysterious and unknown mysterious atmosphere. It's just that this kind of mystery has no effect at all in front of Fan Xian's eyes.
Fan Xian took out three pairs of strange things from the cloth bag beside him, handed two pairs to Haitang and Shisanlang Wang, and said, "From now on, we probably only see snow, too monotonous color, It will cause problems for the eyes, whether you are used to it or not, you must wear this thing."
As soon as he finished speaking, Fan Xian put the thing on the bridge of his nose. It turned out to be a pair of glasses made of glass, but the lenses were painted black with some kind of paint, which still allowed light to pass through.
Haitang narrowed her eyes slightly, watching Fan Xian remain silent for a long while, feeling more and more that he was a little confused, let alone what the use of this thing in his hand was. Will it be good for the eyes? She didn't ask any more questions, but imitated Fan Xian's appearance and put the sunglasses that appeared for the first time in the world on the bridge of her nose.
They have seen crystal glasses before, but they have never seen such black ones. Thirteenth Wang glanced at Haitang, and hesitantly put it on his eyes. The three of them suddenly turned into three young blind fortune-tellers, which looked rather funny. The three looked at each other for a moment and couldn't help laughing.
"Hurry up, camp will be set up in an hour." Fan Xian took out the pocket watch that Xiaoyi had protected from his pocket, looked at it, squinted at the sky in the snow, and said. All the way to the north, the time may not be accurate depending on the weather, and he doesn't know how many days this pocket watch can last in the severe cold.
There was a whining sound, and the more than 60 snow dogs who had rested for a while lifted their spirits, barked, and rushed to the depths of the snow field happily. The silver-white fur all over their bodies flowed with a wonderful sense of movement. .
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Fan Xian leaned halfway on the sleigh trunk, squinting his eyes slightly, feeling the ice and snow on his eyelashes chilling his thin skin, couldn't help but twitched his nose, and pulled the fastenings on his collar and cuffs. It was tighter, not wanting any grain of snow to leak into his body.
Fan Xian has kept this secret in his heart for more than six years since he learned the location and road map of the temple in the fifth year of Qingli. He knew that he was destined to go to the temple, but he didn't expect it. Because he was going to look for Uncle Wu Zhu because of the break between himself and His Majesty the Emperor.
The journey of adventure... Once there is such a direct purpose, it seems that many good feelings are lost. The sled was gliding quickly on the flat snow field, and the rapid breathing of the snow dogs and the rustling of the snow could be heard from all directions. Accompanied by such sounds, Fan Xian seemed to be about to fall asleep.
It was impossible for him to fall asleep, and he was listening carefully to the breathing rate of the snow dogs to judge their fatigue status. For six years, according to his instructions, his younger brother Fan Sizhe prepared everything needed to overcome the severe cold, including food and fire on the front and rear sleds and a special snow camp. The snow dog was Fan Xian's biggest reliance on this trip to the temple.
From these aspects, it can be seen that Fan Xian is an extremely careful person. He never fights unprepared battles. In the eyes of the world, going to the temple is as difficult as climbing the sky. Sufficiently, the temple is nothing more than a remote tourist attraction.
The only thing that made him wary was the cold. The cold today is worse than that of Xiao En Kuhe back then. Back then, the Great Wei Dynasty set up an expedition team of hundreds of people. In the end, the two great men, Xiao En Kuhe, still needed to eat human flesh , to make it to the temple, and now there are only three people in their team, can they make it there
Fan Xian closed his eyes, but he wasn't worried that he would be frozen. The meridians in his body were almost useless, and he couldn't mobilize his true energy to protect his body. However, it was amazing that once he entered this desolate and extremely cold snowfield, he would Keenly noticed that the vitality of the world in the wind and snow seemed to be much stronger than any place in the south.
This sensitivity was attributed to the pamphlet given by Master Ku He before his death. Without that pamphlet, Fan Xian might not be able to sense the slightest change in the world. Why does the more north you go, the stronger the vitality between heaven and earth? This was a phenomenon that Fan Xian couldn't understand, but it was a good thing after all. He was half lying on the sled and slowly absorbing the energy fluctuations between heaven and earth. If the energy in the north was more intense, it might only take two years Or in three years, the meridians in his body can be restored to their original state.
The sled jolted slightly on the ice and snow, and Fan Xian woke up from that vacant state. He narrowed his eyes slightly, and calmly observed the wind and snow land ahead through his sunglasses, and suddenly realized something. Back then when the Great Wei Dynasty ruled the world, His Majesty the emperor who had nothing to ask for sent envoys to the temple for the sake of longevity. All of this was because of Ku He's proposal.
The Tiqi under Sean's control has vaguely grasped the general location of the temple, but who among the mortals in the world would dare to risk their lives to have a look? If it wasn't for Ku He's efforts to promote this matter and tempt Emperor Wei with immortality, the trip to the temple decades ago would have never happened.
Why is Ku He so interested in the temple that he wants to go there at all costs? Just because he is an ascetic monk of Tiandao, serving the temple all his life? No, Ku He is a secularist. Just looking at the cooperation agreement he reached with his mother, Ye Qingmei, who was imprisoned in the temple, outside the temple, you can know that this master Ku He doesn't have much love for the temple. of respect.
Fan Xian's eyes under the sunglasses narrowed even more. I don't know when he got the booklet from Master Ku He. Could it be that at that time he had already noticed that there was a problem with the vitality of the world in the north, so he wanted to go to the temple to read it. Take a look, the source and truth of all these fluctuations
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The wind and snow are getting bigger and bigger, and the temperature is getting lower and lower. The white sheep and snow foxes that were occasionally seen before don't know where to escape from the severe cold. On the entire desolate snow field, there is only this line of snow. The team pulled by dogs struggled forward in the snow.
Fan Xian coughed twice from the sledge he was in. The low temperature was no longer something ordinary people could resist, and since his injuries were not healed, he had indeed endured a bit of hardship.
Thirteenth Wang, who was on the sled ahead, didn't seem to have heard Fan Xian's cough, but looked ahead vigilantly. Suddenly, his body turned into a sword light. He reached the front of the snow dog team, and stabbed fiercely under a slightly raised ice and snow.
The snow dogs were noisy for a while, and they calmed down after a long while. A few bold and curious snow dogs surrounded them, stood beside Wang Shisanlang, lowered their heads and sniffed, and then uttered a few sharp barks, calling The sound is extremely cheerful.
Wang Shisanlang held the sword in his left hand, retracted the scabbard, stared in a daze at the big white bear that had been dug out from the snow by the snow dogs. This was originally the task Fan Xian entrusted to him. Some prey for future contingencies.
The snow dogs listened to orders very well. After biting and dragging the white bear out of the snow, they did not follow up. Instead, they just licked the bloody dog's kiss, extremely happy, because they knew that the masters would definitely kill the big bear. Part of the flesh and blood is kept for himself to eat.
"Bear's paws can be roasted tonight." Fan Xian didn't get off the sled, but he couldn't help smiling happily as he watched Haitang and Wang Shisanlang tie the white bear onto the empty sled.
This was just an interlude, the sled team started again, and under the command of Fan Xian's whistle, they moved quickly towards the northwest along the icy snow river.
Haitang was sitting on the sled, looking at Fan Xian's back in front of her, a trace of worry flashed in her eyes, she didn't know if Fan Xian's current body could still hold on. However, the worry in her eyes turned into bewilderment and deep admiration after a short while. It is rare for Haitang to convince others in her life, but today, seeing Fan Xian calmly guiding the way, everything seems to be under control. His demeanor is finally a little subdued.
Why did Fan Xian have such strong confidence in reaching the temple? Why does he seem to have no respect for the temple at all? Could it be that, as Master said back then, Ms. Ye was really a fairy who ran out of the temple, so Fan Xian went to the temple... just to go home
Few people know what the temple is. Fan Xian half-closed his eyes. Dear Uncle Wuzhu was originally from the temple, logically speaking, he is the person who has the closest relationship with the temple in the world, so his mentality is a bit weird when he visits the temple, it seems that he may find everything The truth of things, maybe even the truth of my own life this time.
Of course, this might just be an extravagant wish. The most critical issue right now is to find the temple. Back then, Sean Kuhe was the most powerful person on this continent, and he was at the peak of his age and physical strength, but he still had to find it so hard. Compared with them, Fan Xian had no advantage, so where was his confidence
Knowledge is power, and Fan Xian has more knowledge of his previous life than anyone else in this world, so in his eyes, many mysteries are actually just natural phenomena. And because of this knowledge, he knew the road map from Sean, so he was not worried that he would get lost.
Fan Xian on the sled carefully put the latest compass produced by Neiku last year back into his sleeve pocket, sighed, stretched out his finger, drew two semicircular arcs up and down in the snowy air, and said softly He said to himself, "What do you mean?"