Now that there are many sects in the world, it is really rare that such a good place like a fairyland has not been discovered.

I can also say that I am lucky.

Looking at the beautiful scenery of the beautiful mountains at my feet, I smiled slightly, and I already listed them as my own territory in my heart.

Although only a village has been built at the foot of the mountain now, I have always kept the affairs of the sect in mind, and when the time comes, it will come to fruition.

I slowed down a bit, looking for a place in the extreme cold while taking in the scenery in front of me.

By the way, I am familiar with the terrain along the way, and I have a basic composition in mind.

After flying for more than ten minutes, I suddenly felt the tip of my nose cold, and when I reached out to touch it, it was a snowflake that was not easy to melt.

When the wind blew on my hand, it immediately turned into ice slag.

In this way, the cold place should be nearby.

So I stopped admiring the scenery and began to concentrate on the temperature around me.

Eventually, I noticed that the icy chill was strongest on a high mountain on the left.

I turned around in the air, stepped on the air with one foot, and suddenly rushed straight up.

Compared to the burly mountains around it, this one is a little thin and slender, and the mountain is full of sharp rocks with knives, and only a few tenacious old trees swaying in the wind.

I first circled the mountain, and after making sure that there was no jackdaw tree on the mountain, I accelerated towards the summit.

As the surrounding temperature gets lower and lower, with the howling wind, even if you have spiritual power to protect your body, you can feel the penetrating power of its coldness.

I warily drew my sword and picked up speed again in the final stages until I was firmly on the soft snow.

The top of the mountain in front of me is white, not steep, and there are many crooked dead trees.

Thin snowflakes were drying down in the sky, and along with the dead trees, they were slanted by the strong wind.

I squeezed my cold hand and began to fumble cautiously forward.

The bad environment here is too bad, the snow is almost knee-high, and without the support of spiritual power, ordinary people can't move an inch at all.

However, I know in my heart that the more heavenly and earthly treasures they are, the more dangerous the place where they live, and this is the natural umbrella given to them by God.

After walking more than ten meters, I entered the dead forest.

These dead trees seem to be swaying in the wind, but they are not actually dead, and they even have a trace of spiritual power in their bodies.

Their fangs and claws blocked my vision perfectly.

As I moved forward, I noticed a slight noise behind me, which I heard, even though it was already faint under the cover of the wind.

I picked up my knife and turned my head sharply to look, and the sound suddenly stopped.

But I found the problem.

These dead trees are quietly moving.

When I turned around, the dead trees in front of me had also quietly moved their positions.

A trail was left for me to try to take me in other directions.

I understood the situation in my heart, swept around, and then quickly raised my sword to command.

The ghost fire talisman with spiritual light floats in the ice and snow, which looks particularly beautiful.

With a thought, I slammed into the side of the nearest dead tree.

With a "boom!", the ghost fire talisman instantly turned into a fireball, and almost instantly ignited the entire dead tree.

After all, my spirit body has reached the eight-rank half-realm, and I am one step away from the spirit pill.

The power of the Ghost Fire Talisman also multiplied.

An ethereal scream sounded, and the burning dead tree quickly retreated, hiding behind many dead trees.

But it was too late, and the burning power of the ghost fire talisman quickly burned it into charcoal, which was blown away by the wind and snow.

The rest of the dead trees began to move in a commotion, leaving me a little space.

I opened my mouth and said:

"I'm not here to trouble you, if you don't want to die, get out of the way!"

The dead trees stopped moving, and remained in place, as if thinking.

I raised my finger again, drew another ghost fire talisman, and this time "boom!" smashed into the snow, and suddenly there was a big hole, and the snow splashed everywhere.

After seeing my strength, the dead trees finally came to their senses and quickly moved to both sides, opening a passage for me.

These dead trees can form a spiritual consciousness, and I don't know how many years of ups and downs have been experienced, which is really not easy.

It's their territory, and it's instinct to block them, so I don't want to kill them all.

I took my sword and continued walking along the path that had been made way by the dead trees.

Sure enough, on the edge of the cliff in front of me, I saw a thin tree about three meters tall and covered with white leaves.

Even though the wind was howling around it, the thin tree remained unmoved, as if it were shrouded in a protective layer.

It's so different, it's definitely the Jackdaw Tree.

My heart is overjoyed!

I hurriedly accelerated to the tree, and felt that the snow was too slow, so I simply jumped up and reached the jackdaw tree in an instant.

I thought that the white leaves of the jackdaw tree were covered with snowflakes, but when I looked closer, I realized that the tree was born with pure white leaves.

The leaves have very thin red veins, like human blood vessels.

I couldn't help but reach out and touch the white leaf closest to me.

Suddenly, a dangerous aura came at me.

I frowned, and with a quick wave of my arm, a transparent air blade slashed out.

It wasn't supposed to be a human who attacked me, because it was snow-white and almost fused with the snow.

And its speed is not slow, and it dodges the air blade attack with a single dodge.

I turned and followed the white shadow and took the initiative.

Its means of counterattack are limited, it is all based on local materials, using snowballs and dead branches as hidden weapons to attack me, jumping left and right to dodge.

But how can these things hurt me?

I was also in the fight, and I saw its face clearly, it was a big crow monster formed out of snow.

If it's still, it's exactly like a stacked snowman.

It's characterized by its fast movement, even faster than mine, but its attack power is worrying.

Snowballs and dead branches tickle me.

After a few fights, I saw the next position it was dodging, and with a thought, the sound of the green dragon sword "whoosh!" flew over.

Without any suspense, it directly pierced half of its wings.

Its body was crooked, and its flight began to be unstable.

I seized the moment, sped up and lunged straight at it.

The snow monster was crushed to the ground by me, struggling desperately, and I picked up the ring knife in my hand, just as I was about to finish it.

It suddenly opened its mouth:

"Immortals spare their lives......"

I raised my eyebrows, and I was able to speak.

So I took back my sword and asked:

"You're a youkai?"

The snow monster nodded without hesitation:

"Immortal, I am the snow demon who guards the Jackdaw Tree, ask the great immortal to surround my life!"

Hearing it say this, I lost my killing intent and got up and let him go.

It quickly grabbed a handful of snow from the ground and wiped it on its wings, and the hole that had been stabbed by the Qinglong Sword instantly returned to normal.