The Path Toward Heaven

In the far north, on the other side of the Mohai, there is a mountain that suddenly rises from the snowy field.

The so-called mountains, in fact, the distance between each peak is very far, looks like a beetle drilled out of flour.

The snowfields are white, but the mountains are black, and the hue is extremely simple. If you look for a long time, your eyes will be a little uncomfortable.

It is said that this was the ancestral court of the Wansong School, which was later destroyed by the biggest beast tide, leaving no traces.

It is almost approaching the edge of the snow country, even though it is still extremely cold in early summer.

In particular, the wind above the high-altitude clouds is extremely cold like a sword. No matter whether it is flying a sword or Yubao volley, it is difficult to support for too long. It can isolate the frigid frigate because the speed is slightly slower and too dangerous. Treasures can travel freely here.

If there are practitioners flying at high altitude, or landing on the solitary peak that is the highest in the northwest, looking north, you can see thousands of miles of snowy fields, and there will be fluctuations in the atmosphere of heaven and earth from time to time.Especially around the black mountains, every now and then, you can see the strong wind tearing the drooping lead clouds, the sword light and the treasure light intersect each other, and the surface of the snowfield stirs up a tornado-like snowstorm, which is interspersed with harsh sounds. The screams and deep roars heard, looked like countless fireworks.

——The young practitioners who participated in the May Battle of the May Fair were searching around to hunt and hunt snow monsters.

There is a lonely mountain in a quiet place, and there is still silence in the mountain,

Jing Jiu sat somewhere between the cliffs and looked at the snowy field in the distance, silent.

There is still some winter snow on the top of the peak, and frost has formed on his eyelashes, but this is not the early morning, it is already twilight.

There was a cave hundreds of feet away, and there was a campfire, and four young practitioners sat around.

The bonfire was obviously just ignited, the fire was not fully up yet, the light fell on their young faces, and it was a little dark, making the anxiety more clear.

A cold-looking young man in a white Taoist suit stood up, walked outside the cave, and glanced at Jing Jiu's location.

After a moment, he walked back and shook his head.

This man is Lu Jin, a disciple of Xuan Tianzong. He is good at fire system exercises and is most suitable for fighting in severe cold environments. It is extremely important.

The young man with a square face sitting next to him frowned slightly and sighed in disappointment.

His name is Wu Mingzhong, but he is a young disciple of Wuenmen. He cultivates an extremely rare sword shield, which can provide an excellent barrier. He is also very dissatisfied with the situation faced by the current team, but because of Wuenmen and Qingshanzong ’s Relationship, it is not easy to say anything.

After all, some people couldn't help it. The young practitioner was named Dai Yin, but he was a young disciple who was specially trained by the Kunlun School.

He was dressed in black and wore a blue ribbon around his waist. It was the magic weapon of the Kunlun School. It is said that it was made from the long bones of the green Jiao.

Dai Yin's eyebrows are straight, as he said: "If he refuses to leave tomorrow morning, then we will leave him behind."

Lu Jin and Wu Mingzhong did not speak, and the remaining girl hesitated and said, "Do you want to wait any longer? After all, it is a senior, and he may be more thoughtful than us. Besides, he can take the first place in the chess game. Low, I heard that when he tried the sword in Qingshan, he even won Brother Gu Han. "

"I also want to know that the predecessor teacher of the magnificent Qingshan Sect, hiding here every day and refusing to go out, what the hell is he thinking?"

Dai Yin looked at her with a sneer and said, "I don't know what his real power is, but if we stay with him like this, what will we do?"

The young girl is called Yin Qingmo. He is a disciple of Xinglou. He uses the star pot as a magic weapon. He and Xuanlingzong disciple are generally indispensable characters in each Dao Zhan team.

Listening to what Dai Yin said so directly, the other three people including her were silent.

The question is, who will tell that person?

The bonfire fell on their faces and kept changing.

"Since it is my proposal, then I will come!" Said Dai Yin gritted his teeth.

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Jing Jiu glanced at the young Kunlun disciple.

After walking for ten days, he remembered that the other party's name was Dai Yin.

"It doesn't feel right. Stay for a few more days ..."

He thought about it and added: "I suggest."

"What if we are not willing to accept your suggestion?"

Dai Yin asked, staring at his eyes, his expression obviously tense.

Jing Jiu's status is much higher than them, and is a celebrity, the key is that that reputation is not so good.

The monks attending the May Fair knew what was happening in the Chaoge City, and they were speculating whether the Qingtiansi official was forced to death by him.

Jing Jiu was silent for a while and said, "Then leave tomorrow."

Back in the cliff cave, Dai Yin kicked the bonfire angrily.

The companions were surprised, and quickly asked what happened, did Jing Jiu insist that everyone must stay in the mountains?

"It's nothing."

Dai Yin said gaspingly.

His mood is really bad.

I knew so, why did he endure the other day, and after so many days, how could the results of the road war be better?

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The twilight soon disappeared, the night came, the snow cloud gradually dispersed, the stars scattered on the cliff, but added a little chill.

Jing Jiu looked at Xueyuan quietly without feeling.

It has been the last line of defense for human races for countless years, but it is the first time he has really come here.

The main reason why he came to participate in the road war is that, as Zhao Layue said, he tried to find the person on his own initiative, although there can be no hot pot here.

The assassination of Mingcui Valley, the shadows of Bulao Lin and the Underworld, the smell behind these things made him a little uneasy.

That person wanted to kill Zhao Layue is a well-understood thing, just like many years ago-he wanted to prove to Jing Jiu that his path was correct.

At the same time, he also wanted to take this matter to let Jing Jiulai see this cold and cruel snowfield with his own eyes.

What's the point of this?

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In the early morning, a group of people left Lonely Mountain and set foot on the snowfield.

Other squads participating in the road warfare have already walked far into the depths of the snowfield, leaving them far behind.

It stands to reason that the snow field that has been cleared by the contestants should be safe, but they are still very careful.

I do n’t know if it was a coincidence or how. None of the five people, including Jing Jiu, had the experience of participating in road warfare.

Suddenly there was a cry of exclamation.

The girl named Yin Qingmo rushed through dozens of feet to avoid something, and she was so panicked that she simply forgot to call out a star pot to defend her.

Dai Yin looked at her original standing position, frowned, and said, "Snowworm's fetus, there is no danger, nor is it a record, it is useless to kill more."

After saying this, he took the lead and walked forward, seeming confident.

It was late spring when we left Chaoge City. It is now summer, and the temperature in the north of Mohai is relatively high. At this time, most snowfield monsters will sleep.

Jing Jiu walked there, flicked his sleeves and flicked the ice and snow, and looked at it twice-the fetus was about the size of a fist, and the surface was covered with a translucent white film with three vertical and horizontal cracks. The mucus can vaguely see some green fur, looking very disgusting.

He reached up and picked it up, and when he touched the fetus, he felt a slight suction.

He found it very interesting and looked closely at it.

Yin Qingmo looked pale at this scene, feeling sick and disgusted, and wondering what is so nice about such an ugly thing?