"Lightning, this jade talisman contains the Eight Methods of Hongmeng Qi Induction. Qi induction is the first step for acquired cultivation to enter the innate gate. You sink your mind into it, and you can see it. ”

Lightning looked at the things in his hand and asked with some uncertainty: "Master, you told us before that there is no spiritual energy between heaven and earth, so for the time being, we will not pass on the method of qi induction, only the technique of forging the body." Has the situation changed now, is there already a source of aura?"

Master Sun explained: "The aura in my body can already be used freely, and you can absorb my external aura. Lightning, you need to learn the sixth of the eight laws of Hongmeng: the method of supporting the body. After learning it, teach them. ”

For some reason, in the environment where the aura of heaven and earth was cut off, Sun Xiang did not lose his spirit. In his dantian, the Taishang Immortal Recipe is always running, and his true qi is endless. After obtaining the Tuotian Diagram, he could release his aura and theoretically nourish the cultivation of these disciples.

The other disciples were temporarily ignorant, but Lightning was a smart person, and he immediately understood the master's deep meaning.

Lightning wanted to refuse immediately, because this "method of supporting one's body" sounded elegant, and in essence, it was a few brothers and sisters sucking the master's blood together. But Sun Xiang patted him on the shoulder heavily, and Lightning understood the master's intentions, so he could only bow his head and acquiesce.

Although these disciples belong to a foreign race and have a lifespan far beyond that of humans, they will eventually run out of life one day. If nothing else, Lightning himself will live for more than a hundred years at most.

and Yu Xiaoyue, she is just an ordinary human being. At most, seventy or eighty years later, they will grow old and die.

Sun Xiang hoped that he could at least let his disciples cross the immortal slash. The death of his daughter hit him quite hard, and he didn't want to lose anyone around him again.

Lightning nodded in agreement.

As for the elixir, it is a soul rejuvenation pill, and it has the great power to bring the dead back to life. Because the materials at hand were really limited, Sun Xiang only refined this one for the time being. Give it to Lightning, just in case you need it.

"But Master. Lightning asked again, "Won't this elixir fade?"

In an environment where the aura of heaven and earth is cut off, all kinds of cultivated creations will gradually lose their aura and lose all their magic. Including the flying sword in Yu Xiaoyue's hand and the hairpin on Liji's head, they actually have an expiration date.

"Don't worry, fading is a process. I'm leaving, and I'll be back in three or two weeks at most. ”

"In two or three weeks, there shouldn't be any problems. Sun Xiang thought in his heart.

After obtaining the Tuotian Diagram, Sun Xiang not only recovered all his strength. Most importantly, he was given a guide, or a direction, in the dark. The painting that Master left him is also a key, and he needs to travel to a distant place to get the final answer.

Sun Xiang explained everything clearly, and ordered the three disciples such as Lightning to stay in Binhai temporarily to assist Yu Xiaoyue in running the Luhe Group. The impact of the collider explosion on the group's business was significant, and the key point was that the link between the catalyst and the collider had been exposed.

Now there are murderous opportunities inside and outside the group, and dealing with this mess is somewhat beyond Yu Xiaoyue's ability. Sun Xiang couldn't rest assured, so he ordered the three of them to temporarily protect and wait for his return.

Yu Xiaoyue didn't know that Sun Xiang was going out until the end, she originally had a lot of things to say to Sun Xiang, but she always missed it in her hustle and bustle.

Before boarding the Gulfstream plane, only Sun Xiang and her were finally left. Yu Xiaoyue couldn't hold back any longer.

"Last time, we said we weren't related ...... blood"

She pointed at her fingers, her momentum was weak, and she didn't look like the president of the group. That time in the car, Sun Xiang told her that Sun Yulan was Sun Xiang's own daughter. In this way, Yu Xiaoyue can be regarded as Sun Xiang's great-great-granddaughter. Of course, Sun Xiang will not accept this kind of relationship.

But Yu Xiaoyue retorted on the spot, she picked it up, and there is no blood relationship between the two at all, so why can't they be together! There is no such provision in the Marriage Law.

At that time, Sun Da was reprimanded for a while, and Yu Xiaoyue stopped the topic, and now when there was no one around, he brought it up again. Young love is like this, as long as Sun Xiang does not explicitly refuse, Yu Xiaoyue will not give up.

Sun Xiang had a headache, and he avoided this matter relatively well. He wanted to refuse, but he was afraid that Yu Xiaoyue would be sad and make something unexpected. Last time, he pushed Yu Xiaoyue away, but Yu Xiaoyue immediately made the chickens and dogs jump, and finally Sun Xiang chased her to Tokyo to pick her up. Sun Xiang didn't dare to make Yu Xiaoyue sad anymore.

He had been running away and hiding many times, and this time he decided to ...... Let's hide again.

"This thing...... I'll wait until I get back. ”

Sun Xiang said. But after saying that, I saw the girl's hazy eyes like mist. Her long, freshly washed hair was not tied up and drifted away in the wind, with the fragrance of jasmine blooming after the rain. The ghost sent the gods, Sun Xiang took Yu Xiaoyue into his arms and hugged her.

"Wait until I get back. ”

The girl in her arms, her heart pounding. She didn't look up at him, she just kept nodding.

"Okay, I'll wait for you!"

Sun Xiang stroked her hair and turned to board the Gulfstream, which was about to take off.

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The Gulfstream heads north, first over the green plains of the Central Plains, and then over the vast snowy forests. Eight hours later, the ground outside the porthole of the engine room was only a vast white.

The West Siberian Plain is inaccessible and the permafrost here is not suitable for human survival. In white, only occasionally can you see the black rig and the extended gas line. It is rich in oil and gas resources, but since the introduction of Luhe's super batteries, the world's oil and gas demand has dropped significantly. Such drilling platforms are now largely abandoned.

For Huaguo, it has been known as the land of the far north since ancient times. The ancients saw the aurora here and mistook it for a candle dragon in the sky. The Far North is home to many such legends. But this is still not Sun Xiang's destination. The direction of the Tuotian map should be further north.

The Gulf Stream eventually crossed the Naroda peak in the Ural Mountains and landed at Naryyanmar. The means of transport had to be changed as Narimar had the last airport on the way.

Sun Xiang ordered the Gulfstream pilot to wait here for four weeks, and he rented a small P-90 propeller plane at the airport.

Sun Xiang participated in World War II, and this kind of classical aircraft is easy to fly, but the current jet fighter is not very good at it.

He flew north for another three hours in his plane. At this time, the snow on the ground gradually fades, and the surface of the ground takes on a dull brown color. It stands to reason that closer to the North Pole here, it should be colder. But because the Ural Mountains block the cold current from the Arctic, the warm current of the Barents Sea and the Kara Sea meet not far away. All these factors have brought a little breath of life to this land at the northern end of the Eastern European Plain.

The tundra is the name of the land beneath our feet. At first glance, there are only bits of green in the brown color. The vegetation here is extremely sparse, and only the hardy lichens thrive. They are layered with rocks and mud, as well as dangerous swamps.

Further on, swamps were so swamped that even small planes like the P-90 could not land, and Sun Xiang had to park his plane in a small village called Pechaola.

This small village is named after the Pechola River. The nearest town is almost 200 kilometers away, and it is hard to imagine anyone settling in such a bitter cold and remote isolated place. The tundra is barren and empty, but the gems of the permafrost produced here are extremely valuable. Buried in the frozen soil, these diamonds have a cold color and are produced in very low quantities, making them very popular in the international jewelry market.

Most of the villagers here are gem hunters. They tirelessly rummage through the frozen ground under their lichens, hoping that one day they will become rich overnight.

Sun Xiang and the villagers bought a small hovercraft as the only means of transport that allowed them to traverse the stretches of permafrost swamps. This large area belongs to Russia's Tundra Nature Reserve, and occasionally hardcore tourists come to visit, and Sun Xiang is mistaken for a tourist by the villagers.

The villager who sold him the hovercraft was a diminutive oriental face who may have some Eskimo ancestry. He carried a satellite phone with the ship.

"Further on is no man's land. He confessed in broken English, "If you are in danger, call, I will rescue you, and I will charge you." ”

This guy is not optimistic about Sun Xiang's actions, because this Chinese is obviously not well prepared. Other adventure tourists come in mostly winter suits, goggles, and huge travel bags with improvised tents set up on them.

In front of me, there is only one awesome trench coat. Although it looks quite tasteful, taste is meaningless in the face of the bitter cold.

Sun Xiang nodded in acceptance, threw the satellite phone into the hovercraft, started the engine and continued north.

The hovercraft has huge fuel tanks and can run up to a thousand kilometers on frozen soil. But correspondingly, the equipment is very rudimentary. There was only a simple windshield in front of the cockpit, which was unobstructed on either side. The cold wind blowing in the East European Plain was more than ten degrees below zero. Sun Xiang was naturally not afraid of this level of severe cold, but the brown vastness around him and the whimpering of the cold wind made people feel cold psychologically.

He held the steering wheel in one hand and tightened his collar with the other. In his arms, the sensing of the Tuotian map became more and more obvious, and it seemed that he was very close to the destination. Sun Xiang looked left and right, and clusters of three or five coniferous dead trees appeared in the field of vision from time to time. It's similar to a dead tree in a dream.

After about two hours of continuous progress, it seemed that the tundra had also come to an end. There are no lichens or swamps on the ground, only snow that does not melt all year round. And underneath it is permafrost, hard and hard.

There is no need for hovercraft here, and a special emotion controls Sun Xiang. He parked the boat in a sheltered spot and continued on the snowy field.

After walking for a long time, he saw a big river flowing in front of him. The surface of the river is covered with ice floes. They slammed into the water with a sharp cracking sound.

Sun Xiang walked along the river into a river valley. The valley was empty except for two dead trees hanging from ice.

Under the dead tree, a stone case had already collapsed, and most of it was buried in the snow. Sun Xiang became more and more anxious, and stepped forward to check. But after a pause, he noticed something under his feet.

Sun Xiang carefully planed with his hands to clear the snow under his feet. A skeleton gradually emerged from under the snow.

It was bitterly cold, and the bones did not rot. But because of the age, the body tissues have long been dried up, and the original appearance cannot be seen. It's just that the gratuitous feeling is familiar.

On the bones, there are also some fragments of clothes, which seem to be the style of Chinese civilians hundreds of years ago, so familiar. Sun Xiang's digging speed became slower and slower, and finally stopped his movements.

This is his own corpse......

Sun Xiang suddenly remembered that Master Sun Qianxu had taken away his Heavenly Soul that day. At that time, he was already dead.

The bones lie here, for hundreds of years.

So who is you now?

It seems that the answer to everything can only be found in the painting.

Sun Xiang temporarily put down the bones and walked to the stone case. He lifted the collapsed stone table up and steadied it, and then carefully laid the map on it—just like the scene in a dream.

At the moment of release, the sky was full of flying snow from all directions, and even if Sun Xiang was not an ordinary person, he was surrounded by this strange flying snow and blocked his vision.

He hurriedly took a few steps back, and when he opened his eyes again, he saw that the sky was clear, and there was no snow.

At this time, in front of the stone case, an old man with white hair suddenly appeared.

He picked up the pen and drew the last few strokes on the unfolded diagram.