Coming to the mist again, Mu Xiyun stopped for a while, glanced at Gu Qingqiao at the back, and after receiving the affirmative look from the other party, he cautiously entered the mist.
The powerful coercion hit like a mountain on the top, and the spiritual power of the whole body was used to resist the coercion. The body lost the nourishment of spiritual power, and it became extremely heavy like a common man.
The roar of the gust of wind roared in the ears, and there was a cold sword intent in the wind, which scratched the skin painfully. Time seemed to be extended indefinitely. Every inch you climbed up, there were thousands of tiny pains, and the needles were raging on the skin. The bone-chilling cold froze the blood into ice.
The endless pain and cold made Mu Xiyuan a little dazed, and there seemed to be a song coming from the whirling wind.
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"The spring flowers in February are tired of falling plums. Bi Tao reminds me on the way back from Xianyuan. The silk rain in Weicheng persuades me to leave the cup."
In the distance, an ethereal female voice sang softly, with soul-stirring tenderness. The young people in the town, fascinated by the singing, walked through the streets and walked towards the top of the barren mountain like a corpse.
It was a snow demon that ran rampant in a small town in the northwest. It specially lured young men with strong blood and energy to absorb yang energy to help them practice. When Mu Xiyuan arrived after receiving the news, the snow demon had just finished eating, and her soft and beautiful body was covered with only a layer of snow-white tulle. On his face, looking at the young man in front of him, eagerness flashed in his eyes without modification. The red lips parted lightly, and she asked softly, "Would you like to walk with me, Lord Lang?"
Mu Xiyun's answer was a ray of sword light.
That year was the first time for Mu Xiyuan to go down the mountain. The seventeen-year-old boy had an indomitable drive and hatred of evil, but he ignored the gap between himself and the other party in practice. Although his swordsmanship and will made him support for a few more hours, he still lost in the end.
The snow demon leaned over to look at him, but he was hanging on the edge of the cliff with only a few fingers. Below is an endless abyss.
Xue Yao smiled and stretched out a delicate jade hand to him. "I'll give you one more chance, handsome young man. Would you like to walk with me?"
The pressure came from above his head. In the weather in March, a very cold wind blew. The fierce cold wind carried the ice arrows of the snow demon, which scratched blood on his face. Those who were on the verge of freezing to death felt extremely hot, dazed and confused.
Pain forced him to give up resistance, and the twilight seduced him to hold tenderness.
Xue Yao's charming smile came from the wind: "You are young, do you already have someone you like? You know that human love is short-lived, and it is only reasonable to have fun in a timely manner."
Silly demon! He doesn't understand what to say to a cultivator about heartfelt and love.
There was just a simple thought in my heart: "I finally got down the mountain, I still want to see that person again."
I don't know how long I had been in the snowstorm, but the wind suddenly stopped.
A machete slashed, and Snow's coquettish smiling face suddenly solidified, and the head separated into a pool of snow. The black boots came from the snow and stopped in front of him. The visitor was stunned for a moment, and his hands quickly grabbed his wrist.
Is it a hallucination? Did God hear his voice and give him some false comfort when he was dying
The boy who met by chance on the Qingqiao back then has grown into a stalwart man. His broad shoulders contained explosive power, and with just a little effort, he pulled Mu Xiyun to the top of the cliff. What remains unchanged is the familiar deep eyes, with bright light and a faint smile.
"Ayun!" Gu Qingqiao's voice contained a surprise, but then he became stern: "Why are you so careless? This snow demon has been cultivating for hundreds of years, and the realm is above the golden core. You are a small foundation. Why do you just go up and fight recklessly? You were very clever when you were young, how can you become stupider the older you get?"
He cursed impolitely in his mouth, but his hands kept inputting spiritual power. Mu Xiyun looked at him for a moment, and her body slowly warmed up.
As if his mind had not recovered from the huge surprise of meeting, there were tears in his eyes. Mu Xiyun's voice was hoarse, as if she had a thousand words, but she couldn't utter a single word.
"Senior brother?" A clear, juvenile voice sounded from behind, and a thirteen- or fourteen-year-old boy turned around the corner of the cliff.
The same black outfit as Gu Qingqiao, the black gold belt, but the hair is tied up high with a narrow vermilion band with gold edging. There was no flaw on the boy's face, white as a cloud in the sky, with a hint of femininity in his beautiful eyebrows, and a little red mole on the corner of his left eye, revealing a little seductiveness. The corners of his mouth curved into a perfect smile.
There seemed to be a hint of embarrassment in Gu Qingqiao's eyes, his hands suddenly exerted force, and Mu Xiyun's wrist tingled for a while.
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"Junior Brother Mu, Mu Yun!" The pain in his wrist and the call in his ear made Mu Xiyun suddenly come back to his senses.
He had climbed to the edge of the cave, and the icy waterfall water splashed on his arms, his hands red from freezing. Gu Qingqiao had already turned up the cave, and was standing on the edge of the cave entrance, reaching out and grabbing his wrist.
Mu Xiyun tapped lightly on his feet and jumped into the hole with the opponent's pull.
"Don't worry!" Gu Qingqiao stood in front of him, rubbing his hands to help him move his blood. "Take a rest first and wait for them."
It took half an hour to wait.
The cave is not big, and the water rushes past, splashing countless tiny water splashes, wetting the clothes. Mu Xiyun sat cross-legged on a slightly protruding rock at the entrance of the cave, trying to stay away from the icy water as much as possible. Gu Qingqiao squatted behind him, and carefully checked the Qiankun bags of the two.
Finally, Deng Xian's voice came from below, and it seemed that there was Fang Rui. He heard Deng Xian ask, "Junior Brother Fang, is there anyone else coming up below?"
"No, no." Fang Rui said with a snarl: "They are all lazy. Many of them went back halfway through, and two or three followed me, and they couldn't support it just now. Now I can get there. Here, that's us. How are you up there?"
"It's not easy to go," Deng Xian's voice came: "The fog is very oppressive, and there is a lot of wind. With my cultivation, I'm afraid I won't last for half a stick of incense."
"Then what the hell is there, I'm not as good as you!"
Immediately afterwards, Fang Rui's shouting came: "Those two senior brothers, have you arrived? We can't go up!"
Mu Xiyun looked back at Gu Qingqiao, and it seemed that there would be no help.
Gu Qingqiao shouted: "We are here. If you don't come up, go down first."
"Then take care of yourselves!" Fang Rui yelled again.
"Let's go!" Mu Xiyun stood up, and a gust of wind came over his head, making him almost stagger backwards.
Gu Qingqiao quickly stood up, and the wind immediately subsided. It turned out that this person had been behind him to shield him from the wind.
"Go in!" Gu Qingqiao turned around and walked forward, but he didn't hear Mu Xiyun's footsteps. He turned back strangely. I saw Mu Xiyun standing at the entrance of the cave staring at him.
The sunlight outside the cave gave Xianjun in white a layer of glitter, but people couldn't see his expression clearly. Gu Qingqiao hurried back and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"
Mu Xiyun lowered her eyes, "You have frost on your back."
When it was blocking the wind for me, my clothes were soaked by the icy water mist, and frozen into white frost by the biting cold wind.
"It's okay, I'm not cold!" Gu Qingqiao grinned.
Guqingqiao still leads the way. The coercion in the cave is still there, both of them have insufficient spiritual power, and he really can't tell how much spiritual power to dry the clothes. After walking for a while, I suddenly felt the vest warm, and a low-level fire talisman ignited behind my back, and my clothes were instantly dry.
The corners of his mouth couldn't help bending upwards, and he whispered, "Thank you!"
Muffled laughter came from behind, Gu Qingqiao stopped and laughed. "I said, you wouldn't..."
"No, not burning..."
This time, the laughter couldn't be stopped. Knowing that there is nothing funny, the two still couldn't stop laughing.
The cave has come to an end, and there is a light curtain in front of him. It is impossible to see what is glowing, there is still space behind the light curtain, and the icy river water is pouring out of this flashing space.
The two reached out and probed, and their palms passed directly through the light curtain. In the space behind the light curtain, there was a gust of wind, and as soon as the palms of the two entered, they were lifted by a gust of wind.
The spiritual power is still suppressed, but there seems to be no other damage. After calming down, the two stood side by side in front of the light curtain and stepped forward together.
The coercion came on the face, and the little spiritual power left in the body was immediately suppressed to death, Gu Qingqiao took two steps forward, and a gust of wind hit, he quickly blocked the sword, and the wind was like the essence of the sword. There was a "ding" sound on the button, and the arm was sore and numb. He pulled Mu Xiyun next to him behind him, held both knives together, and walked forward against the wind.
After walking less than three feet, the two swords had blocked more than a dozen hurricanes in a row. He paused in footsteps, and Mu Xiyuan immediately stepped forward, unsheathed his long sword, and blocked a gust of wind with a "ding", without turning his head, he said, "Come on!"
Fortunately, the space behind the light curtain was not too long. After the two exchanged five or six times, they finally reached the edge of the barrier.
Taking one step forward, the Taotao River water is slowly in front of him, and the exit of the enchantment is actually in a big river.
Mu Xiyuan snorted softly, and the long sword in her hand turned and stabbed back, and it stabbed a hard object with a "ding" sound. With this little strength, Mu Xiyun flew up lightly, the other hand was around Gu Qingqiao's arm, and the two were already in the air.
There was a moment of relief on the body, it seemed that the pressure of the enchantment was limited to the side of Lingshan, but it had no effect on the inside.
Mu Xiyun picked up the swordsmanship, the long sword became bigger and hung in the air, the two turned around and stood on the sword, and then they began to look around carefully.
There was chaos in front of him.
The mountains, water, and sky were all shrouded in a thick gray fog, which could not be seen clearly. After the thick fog, there seem to be countless pairs of eyes peeping; in the sound of the wind, there seem to be countless creatures whispering.
"here is?"
"Beiyuan."
Beiyuan, located in the north of Linmoyuan, under the snow mountain, is already within the scope of the demon world. Legend has it that the spiritual power here is withered and it is a barren land. Even in the devil world, no creature can survive here for a long time. But it is the birthplace of all rivers in the entire continent. The meltwater on the snow-capped mountains merged into glaciers, rushing from here to all around.
Where the two are now is the largest of them.
The galloping river is majestic, with a thunderous roar, rushing downstream with the momentum of destroying the dead. But now, in the middle of the big river, there is a small island.
The island is not a natural formation. The round ochre stone is built into a high platform, and most of it is submerged into the river. The side of the high platform faced the direction of the river, and a huge array was shining slightly.