Lanshan Snow

The monks' obscene speculation about the situation of the young master of the enemy family may not be entirely out of venting the dark side of their hearts, or because of their jealousy towards the family.

In part, this is what the situation requires:

It more or less dispersed everyone's uneasiness about the unfamiliar environment of the snow field.

Although the once-in-ten-thousand-year cold wave has passed, its influence is everywhere:

Severe ice winds have been blowing southward since ancient times, and the poor topography of the southern basin of the northern plateau has exacerbated its wind force.Between the sky and the earth, it was filled with white snow and fog, and the temperature dropped to a terrible level.Even the direct elites of the aristocratic family with warm fire feather cloaks feel unbearably cold, let alone ordinary monks who only rely on aura and ordinary clothes to keep out the cold.The logistics deacons had to cook a large amount of ginger flower soup every day, which made the monks' stomachs feel hot.Freezing is everywhere.When the flying boat starts, you can even hear continuous "click" and "click".It is wood produced in warm regions in the south. The water in the grain of the wood freezes and makes a sound, like ice needles poking out of the wood.Fortunately, most of the wood has been specially processed to make it firm and solid, and it is also engraved with a constant temperature formation.The formation masters can only patrol and check all the time.

After all, no one wants to fall from the sky.

You know, once you enter the snowfield, the sword control skills you used to rely on in the past will be invalid.

——This is why the monks subconsciously divert their attention by talking dirty and imagining.

The so-called "Royal Sword" controls the "six qi". A realm of "falsehood".In the eyes of traditional feng shui practitioners, Xueyuan is a place where "the sky is not enough and the earth is not right". The lack of spiritual energy and the irregularity of the sky and earth make it very difficult to fly here.

The monks who come and go are forced to re-understand the world.

Many people have been accustomed to traveling through the clouds and overlooking mountains and rivers since they practiced Taoism. After hundreds of years, the horror, majesty, majesty and majesty of nature swept across the extreme plain with a cold and harsh posture.After getting off the flying boat, the ridges eroded by glaciers lie on the snowfield like a sickle, the black stone mountain is the blade of the sickle, and the ice cover and snow are the blade of the sickle.The wind blows one after another, rolling up snow and sand of tens of hundreds of feet.

People walk in the world, a drop in the ocean.

They were like lunatics who thought they were conquering the sky, but they were suddenly beaten back to the ground, only to realize that they were nothing but ants.

——Let’s finish it early.

The monks thought so, eagerly hoping to maintain their sense of superiority as a fairy through this method.

however.

The people of the Xueyuan tribe disappeared.

Like a mouse burrowing into a thick layer of snow, it disappeared without a trace.

The advance army headed by the Shen family marched unhurriedly through the snowfield for several days, and so far they haven't seen a single army from the Xueyuan tribe.This makes people wonder if they all evacuated overnight - it is said that these barbarians who make their homes with sheepskin and ropes can move from this place to another overnight.

"What the hell," a deacon of the Shen family rubbed the icicles off his whip during his inspections, and then stomped his feet. "Have all these barbarians gone to hide in the underworld?"

"It's as cold as hell in here, my lord." said the clever attendant following behind him.

"That's true." The deacon smiled, and then turned his head away, "It's so cold that I have to complain."

The attendant said flatteringly: "Although they are just some barbarians, at least they have some eyesight. They know that our flying boat wooden kite is powerful, so they dare not fight us, and hide far away. Maybe in which cave they are shivering?" Now... Sir, we don't really want to spend time with them in this ghastly cold place, do we? It doesn't matter if the young ones are rough and fleshy, I'm afraid they will freeze the Patriarch and you, my lord."

"How can it be?" The deacon shook his long whip, narrowed his eyes, and showed a little smile, "Our Patriarch is so wise, how can we stop such a tricky trick? If you don't come out...Hmph, that's right in the Patriarch's arms! Was the deal we made with that wolf for nothing? If it wasn’t for a mere savage wolf, how could it make the Patriarch bother?”

The attendant, who has always been sycophant, hastened to say yes.

It was getting late, and the deacons blew their long whistles.

Except for the monks from the Ministry of Gold who were exploring the spar veins, the rest of the monks started to light the bonfire and make repairs on the spot. Originally, the Shen family planned to cut down part of the forest to facilitate exploration and find what the family was looking for faster. Due to the double consideration of profit and prudence, I chose to pick the precious elixir on the surface first, and wait until the direction of the crystal veins is determined before starting the precise construction.

From the current point of view, this choice is wise. The icy wind is too strong. If there is no forest to block it, even monks will feel tired after a long time.

Piles of bonfires were lit.

The monks who had been digging for a whole day sat by the campfire, meditating with breath adjustment, and gradually, the forest that was still noisy during the day became quiet.The wind passed through the trees, rolling up wisps of white drifting snow, which slid across the man's cloak, sleeves, and head, like some kind of pale and weird spider silk.

The primitive ancient forest was strangely quiet, and the dead body of Aoba Kibe was hanging on the black iron tree trunk.

flick flick...

Shake.

Click.

A monk who was meditating, dozing off, faintly heard a faint sound of "click", as if the sound of trees being broken by the wind.

"I've seen a ghost..." He muttered, subconsciously pulling up the collar of his cloak to block out the cold wind.

As soon as he raised his hand, he touched something sticking out from behind.

It was cold and biting.

................................................

A shrill scream broke the silence of the entire forest.

All the bonfires were extinguished in an instant, and a series of bluish-purple figures blew a series of icy and bone-chilling winds.The sleepy monks of the direct line of the Shen family threw off their cloaks, pulled out their swords, and shouted loudly, triggering thunder.Branches of lightning illuminate the entire forest—

dead! ! !

A dead man nailed to an iron tree by the wolf tribe!

They all came alive, dark purple patterns emerged from their bluish-purple skins, faster and more terrifying than the Central Plains' zombies, within a few ups and downs, they tore apart an unsuspecting enemy who had fallen asleep .The blood mixed with the internal organs, splashed on the snow in the forest together, and the black and blue corpse undulated and circled in the forest like a monkey.

clang clang clang clang!

A series of crisp and quick requiem bells exploded.

The sixteen chiefs of the Shen family stepped on the ground, threw their long swords into the sky, and shouted in unison, "Ji—" The thunderous shouts shook the entire ancient forest, and a huge light array broke through the snow and went straight to the sky , tearing open a big hole in the thick layers of cloud.

With a loud noise, the snow on the ancient trees smashed to the ground at the same time, and small purple-white electric sparks shot up from all the corpses at the same time.

When the light array settled down, there were a few deep howls that sounded like humans and beasts from a distance outside the ancient forest.

The strangely rhythmic howling caused the corpses in the formation to continue to struggle violently, as if they wanted to get out of trouble.But the monks who had been prepared for a long time threw out pieces of pale yellow talisman paper, which turned into swords, pierced through the throats of the dead bodies, nailed them to death in the formation, and waited for the flames to burn out bit by bit.

The howling in the distance suddenly became high-pitched and painful, and then quickly went away.

Inside the giant boat, in the beautifully paved clean room, Shen Luoyue didn't raise his head: "Catch them!"

Boom!

Several dark mahogany kites rose instantly, and even brought out a series of sound storms as their wings swept across the sky.In the blink of an eye, clusters of huge red light mixed with flames and white mist exploded on the horizon of Xueye.

After a cup of tea, a master knocked on the wooden door of the clean room.

"How is it?" Shen Luoyue asked.

"According to your order, capture one alive and kill the rest." The chief replied.

As they spoke, the two attendants pushed a shaman with a necklace of animal teeth around his neck into the room.

Shen Luoyue glanced at it casually, then waved his hand: "First set up a trapped soul formation, and when the three souls are about to disperse, let Elder Yuan Qing search for his soul."

The shaman let out a sharp curt curse.

The attendant reversed the hilt of the knife and hit him hard in the face, dragging him down.In the clean room, except for Shen Luoyue, the elders of the Shen family showed surprise expressions.Shen Luoyue resisted all opinions and became the first middle-class family to step into the snow field, which made some elders who acted in the old fashion a little bit dissatisfied.Unexpectedly, Shen Luoyue's preparations were more adequate than they imagined.

Snowfield shaman witchcraft is hard to defend against. If they were to command this kind of magic called resurrection, I am afraid that many people will be lost tonight.

However, falling into the hands of Shen Luoyue not only successfully lured the Xueyuan tribe, but even won the first prize in one fell swoop.

With such a mastery in hand, the Shen family can penetrate into the abdomen of Xueyuan faster, and the possibility of wanting to grab meat from the mouth of the eleven clans in the future is also higher.

"How did the head of the family know about their shamanism, and how did he expect that they would definitely attack?" an elder asked aloud.

Shen Luoyue spread out the map and said, "This matter is not difficult, please take a look."

Following the place pointed by Shen Luoyue, everyone saw a light blue line. In the Chanan area where they were located, the Tuku River extended inwards, and it merged with several other blue lines in a large canyon area.

"This is... the snow crystal vein?" the elder guessed.

"It's Xuejing." Shen Luoyue said with a smile.

"It turns out that the Patriarch expected that they would not just sit back and watch the snow crystals be picked." The other elders suddenly realized that this Xueyuan tribe was quite stupid and ignorant.The pulse of a person can be divided into light and heavy, and this snow crystal is undoubtedly the lifeblood of Xueyuan in the eyes of the barbarians.

As soon as the Shen family entered the snowfield, they came straight to Zhanan, telling the Xueyuan tribe with great fanfare that they had a map of the distribution of snow crystal veins in this area.

If they didn't really believe in the theory of heaven, earth, mountains and rivers, they might not be really hooked.

But since he believed it, as long as the Shen family dug out the spiritual veins, they couldn't help but show up to fight.

"Worthy of being the head of the family, this move is really high." The elders praised, "These barbarians come and go quickly, and spread across Guangyuan. It is really trivial to chase them one by one. In this way, as long as they hold Xue Crystal, you can wait for them to show up on their own and fall into the cage. Fortunately, they believe in shamans and are obsessed with mine veins."

Shen Luoyue shook his head, showing a meaningful smile: "No, what really matters is not how many people they came, let alone how many they died, but just above this snow crystal. I suspect...these barbarians The reason for worshiping the snow crystal veins so much is not that simple."

He lowered his voice and said a few words.

There was a low cry in the clean room.

Quite a few elders with weak concentration couldn't even control it, showing ecstasy, and asked: "Is that really the case?"

"Nine times out of ten." Shen Luoyue clicked on the north of the map.

"Then next, shall we..." The elder made a movement of marching forward, cutting deep into the abdomen.

"No hurry." Shen Luoyue pondered, "Xueyuan tribe, except for the shaman, the rest are not to be feared, but they come and go quickly, and there are many totems to help. Our goal is to cut off the crystal veins, so we must stop the flying boat. Carrying out exploration... It is not a good idea to be too aggressive, wait for those people outside, we will only continue to advance along the Chanan Mountains. Wait for the first wave of rangers to attack, and then advance at full speed!"

All the elders answered in unison.

The densely packed flying boats covered the sky and covered the sun, like a huge cloud.

Blizzards blew across the plains and were smashed into streams by the ancient ironwood forests.

The corpses that had been used as cannon fodder fell all over the ground.The vassal casual cultivators who were able to make dirty jokes during the day completely recovered from the impact of the snowfield's heavenly materials and earthly treasures.They finally realized that they were not regarded as members of the aristocratic family at all, and they were some bait placed outside to lure the wolves.

But there is no way out.

The marching steps smashed through the low-hanging branches, and the disturbed forest birds flew up one after another. The rumored mysterious carrion condor hovered in the sky, pounced on the snow-covered corpse, and pecked at the ice that had not been completely frozen .

There are so many vultures that you can't even drive them away

The elders of the Shen family sat high in the warm and elegant clean room, only ordinary monks were annoyed by them.

These guys were probably driven crazy by the ice season when all the beasts were hiding, and they would pounce on dead bodies, no matter how they pounced on them, it was useless.In the end, they could only let them bite the carrion and speed up their pace.

A messenger wooden kite flew up under the order of the Patriarch of the Shen family, and sent the situation of the snow field to the Longling Mountains.

At this point, the large troops waiting outside the snow line officially set off and pressed into the snow field.

At the same time, a white ghostly ranger retreated silently across the field.If there is a wooden kite that can be pulled up to the highest place, overlooking the entire snowfield, two vaguely visible long lines can be vaguely seen, going south from the holy snow plateau, stretching left and right, forming a huge swirling bow.

The arrow tip of the revolving bow is a red kite.

It flies rapidly, travels through the sky ten thousand feet high, and hides in the flowing clouds.

The bow is full of strings!

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