Cold Clouds

About a hundred miles west of Pinglan City, there is a forest. The forest covers an extremely large area, and the king of the forest is a sharp-toothed tiger.

Although this razor-toothed tiger is of pure blood, its combat capability has completely surpassed all individuals in the group. It is better to say that it has transcended the razor-toothed tiger race and is a well-deserved "Tiger King".

The tiger king's name is Le Cheng, and he calls himself "Lord Zhenlin". His cultivation is in the middle stage of Mahayana, and his actual combat power is equivalent to that of an average late stage Mahayana cultivator. He is considered a bully on this large island.

That's right, the territory that Lin Xiaoxiao came to through the space crack was a large island with some small islands around it. It was far away from the four continents led by Ding Cun. Qianfang Continent was also more than 200,000 miles away. Relatively speaking, the territory controlled by Luo Tianhe was relatively close to this big island, but it was still more than 100,000 miles away.

This archipelago, which is separated from several continents, is called the "Forest Islands". It has this simple and crude name because there are so many forests of all sizes on the archipelago.

The largest forest is under the rule of Le Cheng, and it is also the "Sharp Tooth Forest" on "Pinglan Island", the main central island of the Zhongsen Islands.

At this time, Le Cheng was sitting on the throne.

One hundred years ago, the lord of the Stone Canyon, which almost runs through the small island "Yuetan Island" on the left side of Pinglan Island, brought all the monsters in the valley to attack Pinglan Mountain. In the end, the lord of the Stone Canyon and most of the monsters died together with the mountain god of Pinglan Mountain, but a lot of the spiritual energy of Pinglan Mountain was taken away by the remaining beasts in the Stone Canyon.

Because the battlefield between the mountain god of Pinglan Mountain and the beasts in Luanshi Canyon was within the "god's world" of the mountain god of Pinglan Mountain, Pinglan City at the foot of the mountain was not affected. However, because the mountain god of Pinglan Mountain died, there was no one to protect Pinglan City anymore, and the spiritual energy near Pinglan City was gradually divided up by the surrounding big beasts. There was also little spiritual energy on Pinglan Mountain. The mountain god originally used his divine power to turn the unmelted snow into water to replenish the heaven and earth, but there was no way now.

There is a strange stone in Pinglan Mountain that continuously generates cold air. The original water sources on the mountain are frozen by it and spread special ice spiritual energy outward, eventually forming this piece of unmelted snow covering Pinglan Mountain.

The mountain god of Pinglan Mountain and this strange stone have the same origin. It is a white dragon transformed from the same spiritual energy as the strange stone, so it can transform the unmelted snow back into water with the help of the spiritual energy.

But even if the mountain god of Pinglan Mountain possessed some great power, he is already dead, so... who is that guy in Pinglan Mountain now?

That attack was indeed powerful, but the original mountain god of Pinglan Mountain did not have that kind of appearance, and his aura was also very different, but this guy of unknown origin did have dragon energy.

Before he sensed the guy's aura, there was a sense of time and space disorder...

Is it a real outsider? Or... did the mountain god of Pinglan Mountain use some secret technique to fake his death and resurrect as a human? Could it be...

Corpse reincarnation? Le Cheng thought silently. After all, the other party was a mountain god, and he did have great magical powers, so this was still possible.

Find a time to test it out? Well, let's do it.

On the other side, unlike the tranquility of the Sharp Fang Forest, Pinglan City was extremely lively. A bunch of outsiders brought some life back to this empty city that had long been quiet.

Lin Xiaoxiao was not opposed to this, after all, they could not disturb her on the snowy mountain. Chen Huanyu was even happier about this. Although there was nothing special about it, they still squeezed out some characteristics, such as the sugar figurines that were not good-looking but were called "Pinglan City Specialty Sugar Figurines"...

All right, it has nothing to do with Lin Xiaoxiao. Lin Xiaoxiao went to watch the show from time to time while recuperating in Yaowang Valley and waiting for the connection with Wan Yao Valley to be restored.

I can’t stand it anymore… My whole body is still aching… My previous forceful attack is still hurting me… Wow, my pubic area and chest hurt so much…

Lin Xiaoxiao rolled on the ground in the Medicine King Valley. Most of the beasts in the Valley had almost woken up. Similarly, most of them looked listless. Except for Chihuan and Xuanming who woke up early, and Yanhuan and Leviathan who had good physiques, the rest looked half-dead.

The little stone is still sleeping, and it will probably take some time for it to be born successfully and awaken its intelligence.

Ah... so tired... Lin Xiaoxiao was floating on the small pond in Yaowang Valley. Small fish and shrimps were swimming around. Lin Xiaoxiao picked one up, roasted it and ate it on the spot.

No seasoning, not tasty.

There are salt and spices in the mustard bag...ah, they are placed in the cabin...Hang on, let's float for a while and then have a good meal later.

Lin Xiaoxiao was floating in the small lake. The old elder in the city who had seen Lin Xiaoxiao before sat in the tavern and ordered a few glasses of warm wine. He asked the waiter to bring two or three side dishes, and sat with his disciples, eating and chatting.

"Elder Panglong, why don't you let us go up the mountain to investigate?" Among the three disciples wearing light yellow sect uniforms, the one with a blue gourd emblem tattooed on his chest spoke up, "Didn't the sect master send us to investigate?"

"It's an investigation, not an outrage," Pang Long said calmly. "According to the people in the city, the mountain god only allows people to go up the mountain once a month. If you want to go up the mountain at other times, you have to pray and ask for the god's opinion. We can only wait."

"If you offend a god, it's no joke."

Several disciples nodded in sudden realization and continued to toast each other. Then one disciple asked in confusion, "When will the news come out?"

"I don't know," Pang Long shook his head. "I asked Mr. Chen, but there is still no news."

This is natural. After all, Chen Huanyu and his team passed the message to the "God's world" where the mountain god of Pinglan Mountain used to be. Of course, Lin Xiaoxiao couldn't receive it. It would be strange if she received it, right?

That night, the three disciples gathered together and chatted.

They are three disciples from the largest sect "Fulu Sect" on this archipelago. The one with a blue emblem on his chest is called Murong Lang, and the other two have almost identical faces. One is called Jiang Mo and the other is called Jiang Ya. They are brothers, but they are actually two years apart in age. The most obvious difference in appearance is that the elder brother Jiang Mo is a head shorter than his younger brother Jiang Ya, and he has two small moles under his eyes.

"Why don't we go up the mountain?" Murong Lang asked seriously.

"This is not good..." Jiang Ya tugged at Jiang Mo's clothes and said, "Brother, please persuade him..."

"You are so old, but so timid," Jiang Mo poked Jiang Ya's forehead, sighed, and looked at Murong Lang, "Alang, the elders said to wait first..."

"But this is a good opportunity to make merit! With the magic weapon given by the sect master, we won't necessarily be in trouble, right? After all, the other party is a mountain god. As long as he is a god, he should forgive us if we apologize sincerely..." Murong Lang hugged Jiang Mo's arm and argued, "Brother Mo~"

"Don't act like a spoiled child," Jiang Mo frowned slightly and tapped Murong Lang's head, then sighed, "Just take a look."

"Great!" Murong Lang, who was nearly thirty centimeters taller than Jiang Mo, hugged Jiang Mo and started spinning around.

By the way, Murong Lang is thirteen, Jiang Ya is fourteen, and Jiang Mo is sixteen.