Once in three thousand years, a great catastrophe comes to the world, coming from the wilderness of the west, poisoning all living beings and destroying everything.
Everyone in the world knows that the great catastrophe is terrible, and also knows that there is no safe haven under the great catastrophe. However, after the great catastrophe comes, where does the disaster begin and where does it end? Not many people have thought about it, or say very little. Few people pay attention to it, but if you read the scriptures carefully, you can indeed find this pattern. It always starts from the western wasteland, and then is immersed in the demon realm, the South China Sea, Kyushu...
In the two most serious catastrophes in history, the entire Kyushu was destroyed by the catastrophe.
However, the one mentioned at least in historical records is indeed the snowfield...
This may be because there are few people in Xueyuan, but it may also be true as Bai Zhisou said, that is because Xueyuan is always the last one to be affected by catastrophes, and because people have resisted many catastrophes, Xueyuan has always been Never been completely destroyed…
Bai Zhisou only said this and then quietly retreated.
This was very different from his usual respectful manner towards Fang Yuan. However, this was not because he wanted to hide anything in front of Fang Yuan, but because he knew that Fang Yuan should have understood what he said. coming…
Fang Yuan did think of many things.
Then he calmly sat cross-legged on the stone platform for a long time and secretly made a decision.
At this time, his eyes were obviously a little red.
Outside it was still as calm as ever, but inside there was a fire burning.
After pondering for a long time, he stood up, called over Yan Laomo, Fei Guier, Jin Hanxue and others, and calmly told them to hide here carefully, and then said that he was going to go out for a walk, confirm some things, and put these few things together. Everyone was shocked.
Fei Guier couldn't help but said: "Master, there are so many people outside looking for you at this time..."
Fang Yuan said calmly: "They don't have to look for me, I'm going to look for them this time!"
When Old Demon Yan saw it, he couldn't help but said: "Master, if you fight with others, don't just use swordsmanship. No matter what magical powers and secrets they have, use them all. These people are not just a few ridiculous people on the snowy field." The devil can't compare..."
After Fang Yuan heard this, a strange smile appeared on his face, and he sighed: "At this time, are you still in the mood to use the sword?"
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After calling Jin Hanxue back to the Dharma Boat and explaining some things, Fang Yuan slowly got out of the formation.
Standing on the snowfield, looking into the distance.
Not long ago, a group of monks passed by in the sky above this area, but it was just when it was a little safer. In the biting cold wind of the fifth snow line, even Fang Yuan couldn't help but feel a little cold, feeling low. He let out a low sigh, breathed out, and then activated all his magic power. Rolling green energy emerged, covering the surface of his body, and then changed bit by bit...
There was a faint golden light in the mana, and he looked like a high-level monk with golden elixir. The green robe on his body was also changed into a white robe at this time. The whole person's temperament and appearance were completely different, like Just become another person.
This is the magical power he has cultivated after studying hard in Langya Pavilion for more than three years.
In the past three years, his cultivation has gone from just entering the middle level of Jindan to the current high level of Jindan. The Xuanhuang Yi Qi Jue has also just incorporated some changes from the very beginning, to the endless changes now. , even he himself doesn’t know how high his magical power is now. It only works occasionally, and he feels that he is omnipotent...
Changes like this were easy for him.
His Xuanhuang Yiqi Jue was integrated into endless changes, and he also had endless changes.
He raised his head and glanced around, observing the surrounding terrain. His mind flashed through the various maps he had memorized on the snowfield, and he went over his plan again. Then he walked up and walked slowly. Slowly blending into the wind and snow.
The wind howled, and he disappeared behind the snow like a ghost.
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On top of a snow peak, Fang Yuan was hidden in the wind and snow, transforming into an ordinary piece of snow rock. He simply stood on the top of the snow peak, watching the monks from a distance in the mid-air. Patrolling in the wind and snow, these people were probably sent out to look for him, but no one knew that Fang Yuan was watching them from less than ten miles away.
Fang Yuan stayed here for three days, calculating the frequency of their appearance, the route they followed and the direction they disappeared.
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A hidden snow valley, close to a glacial lake, with a leaky topography that blocks the cold wind.
Fang Yuan deduced this snow valley from the path of the wandering monks. He thought that these wandering monks would probably choose this place as a resting place, so he quietly came over and sank into the ice lake. , using the power of the water element thunder spirit, he completely concealed his aura, transformed into an appearance that was one with the ice lake, and then quietly waited for someone to take the bait...
He hid here for three days, relying solely on a fire pill he swallowed to stay alive.
However, he did not wait here in vain. In the past three days, he waited for three groups of patrolling monks who passed by here and stayed here to rest, and then told them what they said while resting. Keep it in mind.
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After the fifth snow line, there was a temporary palace built because more and more people entered the snowfield and needed some rest. There were many people talking, all wanting to enter the snowfield to find the Wusheng Sword Tomb. Fang Yuan, a man who made a fortune, stayed here for two days and met two disciples of Xijianchi who entered the palace and inquired about his whereabouts.
Those people didn't know that Fang Yuan was sitting by the window and remembered everything they said.
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On the seventh day, Fang Yuan relied on the information that Fei Guier found out and the few words he heard in the palace. He determined the snow valley that was mentioned by the monks and guessed where it was. There should be someone you want to find.
So he walked all the way, but when he got here, he saw that people had already gone to the valley. There were only some remains of people who had been killed here, and traces of people who had stayed here. Fortunately, Fang Yuan He had also seen the tracking technique and remembered it in his heart, so he used some clues and searched little by little, and finally found the new hiding place of those people.
But this time, Fang Yuan knew that these people didn't seem to be strong, but they all had some powerful weapons, so he didn't rush in rashly, but patiently found a place, buried himself in the snow valley, and waited. It took two days to catch one person.
Then he immediately took this person with him, fled five hundred miles away, used the small clear dream technique, and forced him to question their origins.
It's a pity that although this person said something, before he got to the point, his soul suddenly burned to death.
Fang Yuan realized that these people may have placed restrictions in their consciousness and could not tell this secret...
But he didn't give up and ran to another place where these people might be alive!
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During this process, Fang Yuan applied everything he had learned.
Not only his magical changes, formations, formations, alchemy techniques, etc., but also the countless miscellaneous knowledge he saw in Langya Pavilion.
This endless thing, when Fang Yuan took this matter seriously and applied everything he learned, made him appear like a ghost among the Zhongzhou monks and Xi Jian who were looking for him everywhere. Surrounding Disciple Chi, he is aware of their every move, and from their words, he is looking for every word that may be useful in answering his doubts...
It took him more than ten days.
Finally, he found a snow cave, carefully summarized all the clues he had collected, then compared, sorted, and scratched the map of the snowfield, and finally roughly determined a certain area. This place was located deep in the snowfield. Near the seventh snow line, and further inside, after the eighth and ninth snow lines, there are legendary forbidden areas for humans that few people can enter.
And near the seventh snow line, whether it is the terrain, formation, or other needs, it is in line with Fang Yuan's conjecture. More importantly, judging from the clues collected by Fang Yuan, these People also meet there.
He now has several other people who are escorting supplies, either explicitly or covertly, and their routes intersect and are also pointing there.
In this case, that should be the place you are looking for!
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After being mentally prepared, Fang Yuan rushed over alone.
Along the way, we braved the wind and snow, sneaking and hiding, with the help of array principles, body techniques, magical powers, and magic weapons, it was as if our heart was on a string.
Fang Yuan didn't know how many spies, dangers, and hidden traps he had avoided before he finally slowly approached this mysterious area.
At this time, he was somewhat grateful for his bad habit of wanting to imitate everything he saw...
Being able to find it all the way here is not just something that can be done by just knowing magical powers and swordsmanship!
Hiding behind a tall snow mountain, he secretly looked forward.
Behind this snow-capped mountain, there was a huge depression. It looked empty and empty, but Fang Yuan could tell from the direction of the faint spiritual energy running around it that there must be a powerful formation under the depression...
Behind the snow-capped mountains, Fang Yuan lost his breath and waited for seven or eight days.
During this process, he saw more than a dozen groups of cultivators, quietly entering and exiting from different places around here. It could be seen that their rules were very strict. They took different routes when coming in and out, and they seemed to have dharma seals. A distinction like a secret code.
Fang Yuan didn't wait for the opportunity, so he could only continue to hibernate here, not daring to take a breath, like a dead insect.
On the ninth day, he saw a woman sitting on the back of a black ape entering the area. He was startled for a moment. He recognized the woman's identity and vaguely understood why he did it in the first place. Attacked by snow beasts.
But he hasn't found the opportunity yet, so he can only hold back.
It was not until the twelfth day that Fang Yuan encountered a group of monks flying not far from him.
At this time, a gust of wind happened to blow up in the distance, blowing up boundless snow and a vast sheet of white covering them.
At this moment, Fang Yuan suddenly flew forward and knocked out the last monk in the group. He used the Xuanhuang Qi Jue to transform into his appearance, put on his snow cloak, and hung up his saber, and then stuffed him into the toad's mouth...
After the strong wind passed, he walked towards that area like everyone else, talking and laughing.
(End of chapter)