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Calais is surrounded by several snow-capped mountains in the south of Kunlun, the location is remote, the grass is scarce, the temperature is cold, and it is very desolate all year round. The entire lake evaporated overnight, turning into a sea of demons raging in flames, and the sky illuminated by the skylight of the skylight was reflected on the clouds that covered the sky, forming a dazzling red glow that stretched for dozens of miles.

In the frightened cedar forest at the foot of Nianqing Tangla Snow Mountain, Lu Zheng stopped to watch, and the burning red glow lit up the starry sky and made his nerves tense.

Finally started, Lu Zheng clenched his fists, his eyes were solemn, and there was a trace of worry, praying in his heart that Tang Scarlet and his party could cope with the current situation and buy him enough time to obtain the vajra.

The trip to Kunlun Mountain, he did his best, not only the people and horses were complete, but even the Tianshui True Liquid and the Vortex Pond Longan, which were precious to him, except for retaining some emergencies for himself, the rest of the old books were taken out without hesitation.

If this battle is lost, he will have no way back but to die. The forces that have been held together because of him will also completely disintegrate and cease to exist.

So this time, he has to work hard with 12 percent of his spirit.

Coming with him, the old fire of the vajra pulled by Qing Tang circled down from a snowflake-covered cedar tree in the distance, landed on Lu Zheng's shoulder, and said in a low voice: "Little brother, this manna hall only knows the general direction. If you want to get the vajra, you can only rely on your own eyesight. ”

Lao Huo changed his lazy personality in the past, his tone was serious, and he advised: "Remember, the Sweet Dew Hall is the spirit of Manna for thousands of years, and it has long been virtualized, maybe there are only a few clues, you must be full of spirit, even if it is one thousandth of a thousandth, you can't miss it." ”

"I understand. Lu Zheng took a deep breath and adjusted his inner breath dragon qi to the best state. It's a matter of success or failure, Tang Scarlet They don't know how long they can last, he doesn't have much energy to waste, and he has to race against time.

After identifying the general direction, Lu Zheng rose into the air, soared upward, and landed on the central main peak of Nianqing Tangla, which was more than 7,000 meters above sea level. On the snow-capped peak, the cold wind was howling, but Lu Zheng turned a deaf ear, crossed his knees, closed his eyes and breathed.

He had to wait, wait for the moment when Dongfang Chenxi appeared, and use Donglai Purple Qi as a help to make his Yin Yang Divine Eyes reach the best state.

The sunrise over the snow-capped mountains comes later than on the flatlands. When the red sun rises from the thousands of white-headed snow bushes, and the ten thousand rays of light stain the red sky, the silver-white snow-capped mountains, like a girl's cheeks dotted with rouge, look particularly delicate.

The morning light fell, and Lu Zheng's eyebrows gradually condensed, and the dragon qi in his body operated at the fastest speed. When the first rays of morning light poured on his forehead, outlining the golden outline of his eyes, neon-like light radiated from the back of his head, forming a golden circle of light.

At this moment, Lu Zheng's face was calm and serene, as if he was intoxicated, but there was a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth. The smile was confident, elegant, sacred, gorgeous, and with a great wisdom that penetrated everything.

The golden thread of the divine eye on his forehead flowed, turning into an eye, the deep pupil was completely different from that of mortals, the double-layered pupils, black and white gold were like the light wheel behind his head, slowly rotating and contracting.

The corners of Lu Zheng's mouth were smiling, but his consciousness was clear. In his vision, heaven and earth have no boundaries, as if they are integrated, everywhere is white, as warm as jade, as bright as the moon, and his divine consciousness has also become a part of the world, can freely shuttle in this white world, in an instant, send and receive freely.

On the second day of February, the dragon raises its head, which is the moment when the earth recovers and the snow melts. Both the vitality of the earth's creatures and the water have reached their peak. The water vapor in all directions was attracted, turning into an imperceptible aura that was imperceptible to the naked eye, slowly injecting from all the pores on his body.

In Lao Huo's eyes, Lu Zheng at this moment seemed to have grown countless crystal-like tentacles, and it was like glass-like light. Lu Zheng, who was sitting in it, put his hand on his knees, and slowly levitated like a god, and the aperture behind his head turned into two, two into four, and finally divided into eight layers, rotating in different directions, enveloping his whole person.

Lu Zheng's appearance revealed at this moment made Lao Huo can't help but be in awe.

The divine consciousness shuttled like lightning in the white world, and Lu Zheng was searching, looking for the nectar hidden in the water vapor. It takes patience and concentration, and even if it is a landslide, it can't disturb his mind.

Lao Tzu said: Heaven and earth are in harmony to bring nectar. Nectar, Meilu also. The essence of the gods, the Ze of benevolence, its condensation is like fat, its sweetness is like syrup, it is the most primitive and purest drop of dew when heaven and earth are first born.

Guanyin's nectar bottle, the mana is boundless, and the Kunlun nectar is taken. And the reason why Kunlun is Kunlun and the reason why it is the ancestral vein of the dragon is because the nectar in the world comes from here.

The nectar bottle is a Tibetan Buddhist ritual vessel, and Nianqing Tangla is the primordial deity of Kunlun, so he gets a drop of nectar. Manna Renrui is the essence of the gods, and the so-called sweetness is like gluttony. After Nianqing Tangla converted to Buddhism, he used his great divine power to build a lotus temple in the nectar to nourish his heart and purify the Dharma.

Luo Chi Damin came to attack, and Nian Qing Tangla pretended to be invincible, but united with Qing Mingzi and Lao Huo to set up a dead end in the Manna Palace, suppressing the demon soul with the vajra and purifying the demon flame with the nectar aura.

Nianqing Tangla escaped to the outside, and this manna hall was left in Nianqing Tangla, hidden in the breath of thousands of water spirits, sometimes for morning dew, sometimes for flowing water, sometimes for snowflakes, sometimes for mist, formless and shadowless, no trace to be found.

After hundreds of years of polishing, the aura in the nectar has long been offset by the demonic flames, and it has become weaker and more imperceptible. If it weren't for Lu Zheng's Yin Yang Divine Eyes, even if he was a divine dragon, he might not be able to find it.

Nianqing Tangla, which stretches for hundreds of miles, is so majestic and magnificent. Her posture is as beautiful and noble as her history, and she is distinctive.

In the place where the morning sun falls in the east, there is a stubborn fir, which is proudly rooted on the cliff, the trunk of up to forty meters is bent, straight to the sun, the needles are luxuriant, and the spherical winter buds are as tender as green water droplets. One of the leaves was a turquoise leaf, and the grooves of the leaf pillow were scattered with scattered snowflakes.

The morning sun is sprinkled, and the fluffy and light snowflakes gently tremble and slowly melt. The water vapor condenses on the leaf surface, gathers in the grooves, and collides drop by drop, and finally turns into a drop of morning dew the size of a pomegranate seed.

The morning dew was perfectly round, like a pocket crystal ball, refracting the morning light into colorful millilights. It lies quietly in the groove, and when the breeze blows, it gently sways up and down with the blades, but it never falls.

It seems to be gathering strength, sucking the last drop of water that belongs to it.

Time seemed to slow down until the last bit of dew above the trench came closer. They collided together like magnets, bounced twice tremblingly, and merged into one.

It was at this point that it began to fall down the trench.

The speed is extremely slow, and one comes to the tip of the leaf, only to be reluctant to separate like lovers who are about to separate. Then, free fall.

At the moment of falling, the reflection of the fir trees appeared in the dew, then the cliffs, and then thousands of snow-capped mountains.

It is like a quick recording lens, revealing the sky, the earth, the mountains, and the lakes one by one.

Then, on the top of the reflected snow-capped mountain, a red sun jumped out, and in the morning light, a snow-white temple suddenly appeared in the reflection of the sky.

The temple hangs in the sky like a blooming lotus flower, holding a snow-white jade pagoda, just like the favorite color of Nianqing Tangla, who is dressed in white clothes and white horses - snow.

"Found you!" (To be continued.) )