My Heaven-Defying Spirit

When the white mist dissipated, the horse that was lying on the ground seemed to be summoned. It got up from the ground and slowly walked towards the snowy town not far away.

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When Mingguang Jun led the carriage to the front of the Snow City, the town was not big. From the outside, it looked only about ten miles away. As the vision went into the city, it could be seen that there was no one living here. Most of the houses here were dilapidated by wind and frost. As you went deeper into the city, you could hear the creaking of the door panels in the wind.

"It seems that this is Lianzhou," Mingguang Jun said excitedly. After several months, he finally arrived in Lianzhou. In fact, it doesn't take that long to get from Jiayuan City to Lianzhou, but because of the bad weather in Lianzhou, and the fact that it is near the Kunlun Snow Mountain, there are frequent blizzards and fog with low visibility, which makes it difficult to move once you enter this area.

Mingguang Jun could hardly imagine that his ancestors came from here. How did the predecessors survive in such a harsh environment? He didn't know. He continued to go deeper into the dilapidated Lianzhou City, holding a wool map purchased from a map vendor and looking at it carefully. As for Ming Huaishang and Luo Yuqing, they were still sleeping in the carriage. They had taken some medicine a few days ago, but they were still seriously infected with the cold.

Mingguang Jun temporarily placed the carriage in front of a wooden house outside the gate. Now that the two people were still asleep, it was not convenient to drag the carriage around the city, so Mingguang Jun started to check the city by himself.

Walking in Lianzhou City, everything seemed strange to him. Mingguang Jun could only take the map in his hand and follow the directions on it to find the destination. The wind and snow in the city were not strong, and there was a little cold wind blowing on his face. After walking for a few minutes, he came to an old gate, and Mingguang Jun finally stopped.

At this time, there was finally movement in the carriage outside the city. Ming Huaishang slowly opened his eyes, looked around in a daze, lifted the fur covering his body, and saw Luo Yuqing who was also in the carriage. Ming Huaishang naturally didn't know what had happened in the past few days. He just felt drowsy all the way and didn't know where he was. After covering Luo Yuqing with the warm fur, he got off the carriage and left.

"Where is this place?" Ming Huaishang looked around strangely. Everything in front of him seemed very strange.

"Where is my father?" he murmured in confusion. Unconsciously, he was walking towards the city. He looked around at the houses in confusion. These houses were all one-story and it could be seen that they were very old. He walked aimlessly in the streets. He walked aimlessly, not knowing why he was walking forward. He just felt that there was something guiding him in front.

He also came to a dilapidated gate. He stopped and slowly pushed open the creaking rotten door. What came into view was a living room with a row of chairs on both sides. The chairs had armrests on both sides and backrests. Looking to the deepest part of the living room, he could see a painting hanging on the wall. Ming Huaishang walked slowly into the living room and came to the painting hanging on the wall.

The painting on the wall showed a beautiful landscape, with mountains surrounding it, green pines standing on the peaks, a stream flowing through it, a sun hanging high in the sky, and in the distance on the peaks one could see an old man walking with a yellow cow, yellow orioles flying across the sky, and white cranes roaming around. Everything was incomparably beautiful!

The scenery in Lianzhou City was completely different. Everything in the painting seemed so unreal. Ming Huaishang was still questioning whether there was really such a beautiful scene on this continent. He had never seen it before.

"cough cough"

Suddenly, there was a cough behind Ming Huaishang, which scared him. There was actually someone in this icy and snowy place. He turned around suddenly and saw an old man who had been sitting on the chair when he first came in. The old man was dressed in thin clothes, but he didn't seem to be afraid of the cold at all. He had a touch of white hair and a wisp of white beard, and he just sat there quietly, with a smile on his cheek as he looked at Ming Huaishang who was in a daze.

"Who are you?" Looking at the old man sitting on the chair, Ming Huaishang's originally confused mind suddenly became clear. He stared at the old man in front of him vigilantly. His intuition told him that the old man in front of him was not as simple as he thought!

Looking at the alert voice of the young child in front of him, the old man smiled and told him not to be so nervous.

"Don't be nervous, my friend. My name is Qingyou, and I am the owner of this place. I just thought I'd tease you because you seem a little interesting."

After saying this, the old man looked at Ming Huaishang not far away with great interest.

After listening to what the old man said, and looking at the old man sitting on the chair with a leisurely look on his face, Ming Huaishang felt that it was definitely not as simple as the old man said on the surface.

At this time, the old man simply waved to him and motioned him to sit down. This simple action immediately made Ming Huaishang feel extremely pressured.

At this moment, his body seemed to be out of control and walked towards the seat next to the old man, and then sat quietly beside him. At this moment, he was like a chicken waiting to be slaughtered. No matter how panicked he was or how hard he tried to resist, it was useless.

After struggling, he could only give up resistance and sat down obediently on a chair beside him, then looked at the old man beside him with a strange look.

Looking at Ming Huaishang's burning gaze, the old man was also stunned, not knowing how to speak. Wasn't this little guy dying just now? Why did he look like he was worshipping him now?

At this time, Ming Huaishang had long lost the fear he had just felt. Instead, his face was filled with excitement. He stared at the old man without blinking, his mind working rapidly, wondering how he could say the first sentence that would make the old man happy and teach him the "immortal technique".

The visitor could never have imagined that Ming Huaishang was thinking this way at this moment.

"Old sir, old sir, are you an immortal? Can you teach me magic? I am willing to be your disciple." Although Ming Huaishang's body could not move, his mouth was still muttering incessantly.

At this moment, he could no longer suppress his curiosity and eagerly begged the old man to teach him the art of immortality. He did not expect that he had traveled through time and space to find the way to immortality for so long, but today he saw it with his own eyes.

When the old man saw Ming Huaishang's appearance, he was stunned for a moment, and then burst into laughter.

"You kid, so this is what you are thinking. Yes, I am the immortal you are talking about. As for your wish to learn magic, I can't help you with that."

The old man threw out the bait and stopped talking before he finished speaking.

At this time, Ming Huaishang was very anxious when he heard the old man stop talking halfway through. He quickly asked the old man to continue.

After a long pause, the old man seemed to be in deep thought, and then blurted out:

"Do you really want to learn?"

Seeing Ming Huaishang nodding vigorously, the old man smiled bitterly, then lightly pointed his finger in the air, and then a teapot and two teacups floated in the air.

The old man tapped Ming Huaishang's body, and then Ming Huaishang felt that the initiative of his body had returned. He quickly stood up and wanted to salute the old man.

But the old man beside him just tapped his finger to signal him not to do that, so Ming Huaishang could only sit back obediently. Then the old man picked up the teacup floating in the air, poured a cup of tea from the teapot and drank it by himself.

"You are not from this world, are you?"

Ming Huaishang, who had just sat down, suddenly stiffened when he heard the old man say this. Did this old man know that he was not from this world?

"Your mental power is completely different from these people," the old man said lightly, but his eyes turned to look at Ming Huaishang from time to time.

After hearing what the old man said, Ming Huaishang became cautious again. However, the old man smiled knowingly when he saw him like this again, saying that he had no ill intentions and was just curious. Ming Huaishang thought to himself that this encounter was by no means accidental.

"You have a good eye, old man, but I'm afraid this alone is not enough to prove anything, right?" Ming Huaishang wanted to trick Qingyou, but the old man laughed.

"Boy, this world was created by a strand of my luck before I died, so I am the master of this world. I can solve any problem in this world by just raising my hand." After hearing Ming Huaishang's provocative words, the old man said disdainfully.

What? The helmsman of this world? All this made Ming Huaishang's head dizzy. He didn't know what the old man was talking about.

The old man laughed when he saw his shocked look, and then he said loudly: "Yes, this world was created by me. The sky and the earth here are all under my control. I control the lives of all living things in this world. In other words, their lives were also created by me."

When the old man said this, Ming Huaishang was so shocked that he was incoherent, but then the old man brought him back to his senses with a word.

"But you are not! You were not created by me, so I have already discovered you since you were born." The old man looked at Ming Huaishang with a malicious look.

Ming Huaishang didn't know what to say at this moment, but Qingyou just kept talking to herself, "Don't worry, I won't hurt you. As for why you came to my last will left in the world before I died, I don't know either, but I can let you out. Do you want to see the world outside? Do you want to see the world in the painting?"

Qingyou's eyes slowly moved to the painting in the living room. Although his tone was calm, it deeply pierced Ming Huaishang's heart. He originally thought that he had traveled through time and space and could become the master of this world, but in the end he was still a bird in a cage. At this moment, he could no longer suppress the restlessness in his heart.

"Please teach me, old sir!" Ming Huaishang then knelt down in front of Qingyou. This was a ceremony of apprenticeship. At this moment, Ming Huaishang had already regarded the old man as his master.

"No need for the gift. I don't know how long I have been dead. I am afraid that it won't be long before this world will disappear." Qingyou gently stroked Ming Huaishang's forehead, and he stood up naturally.

Hearing Ming Huaishang, he thought the old man was unwilling to help him. A hint of disappointment flashed across his eyes. Then, seeing Ming Huaishang's expression, the old man smiled bitterly and said,

"Do you know why I came to you?"

Ming Huaishang nodded without knowing why.

Then, under his astonished gaze, the old man pointed at the void not far away, and suddenly the empty space in front of him was torn apart, and a figure passed through it. The figure was surrounded by golden light. Looking closely, it was Mingguang Jun himself.

Ming Huaishang looked at the old man Qingyou in confusion.

Old Man Qingyou said sadly, "He was created by me. This little world will disappear in a few years. Everything here will disappear with me. I don't want to break this thousand-year heritage, so I have to find someone to inherit it." After saying that, Qingyou's eyes turned to Ming Huaishang.

Ming Huaishang was shocked but also a little excited. Inheritance? Does that mean he can live forever? He asked Qingyou curiously.

"Mr. Qingyou, after accepting the inheritance, can I go out and see the outside world? Can I still live forever? Can I also practice the magic that the old man casts?"

After Ming Huaishang had said a lot, Qingyou also showed a rare smile on his face. Why is it rare? Because at this time he was really smiling.

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