Foggy and snowy mountains.

It is located on the border of the Western Regions, not far to the west is the West Asian Mara Mountains, and the West Asian Mara Mountains are the Tianzhu Kingdom.

Within a hundred miles, the snowy peaks of the Wuxue Mountains tower, and there are more than a dozen large and small lakes in the mountains.

In the hinterland of the mountains, there is a largest lake with a radius of more than ten miles.

At this moment, on the icy lake, there are twenty or thirty small boats, coming and going, and there are more than a dozen people on each small boat.

The people on these boats are all masters of various sects in the Western Regions.

Twenty or thirty small boats, that is, two or three hundred masters, many of them bare-chested, they jumped into the cold and bone-chilling lake from time to time, if it weren't for their internal qi, they couldn't resist the cold of the lake at all, they dived into the water to find Lin Zheng.

This was Lin Fei's order, so that the masters of various sects in the Western Regions would sneak into the lake to find Lin Zheng.

Although the masters of the various sects in the Western Regions didn't understand why Lin Zheng was in the water, Lin Fei ordered them to do it.

Moreover, Lin Fei's strength and courage have all been seen, and he is by no means the kind of person who does things without any measure, since they let them dive into the water to find it, it must make sense.

At the head of a small boat, standing Lin Fei, Bai Weng, Qin Zimo, Yuan Yuxi, Wang Yixin, Xiao Xiao, and Zhang Ruoxi.

The boat was driving on the lake, reflecting the figures of Lin Fei and others.

"Gongzi Xie, I've been looking for three days, this lake, our people dived into the water, but they didn't find Mr. Lin. At this time, Bai Weng said to Lin Fei with concern.

Because Lin Fei said that Lin Zheng was his relative, Bai Weng called Lin Zhengshi and also called Mr. Lin.

Lin Fei looked at the surface of the lake, the masters of various boats and sects, constantly jumping into the lake, and people constantly swimming up from the lake, and his brows couldn't help frowning slightly.

It has been several months since the last call between him and his grandfather, although Everest Wusheng said that he would besiege his grandfather in the Wuxue Mountains, but there are more than a dozen lakes of all sizes in the entire mountain range, and it is really not easy to find the grandfather who sinks into the lake to save himself from these lakes.

However, Lin Fei refused to give up in his heart.

Because his grandfather froze himself and sank into the lake to save himself, it took three years to wake up, and the premise was that he could repair his fatal injuries by himself, once he failed to save himself, then his grandfather would never wake up and sink to the bottom of the lake forever.

Lin Fei's eyes flashed with determination, and he said to Bai Weng: "Let the people of all sects continue to dive into the water to search, and they must find my relatives." ”

Although Bai Weng felt that the possibility of finding Lin Zheng from the lake was very low, he still agreed: "Yes, Gongzi Xie!"

On the lake, twenty or thirty small boats come and go, and the masters on the boat keep going into the water, and then dive until they are tired and get on the boat to rest......

Searching for Lin Zheng in the lake, in a tense process......

Three days later.

In the afternoon, the sky began to snow heavily, and when the snow stopped, the lake was already frozen.

On the white snow by the lake, stood Lin Fei and the masters of various sects in the Western Regions.

Lin Fei looked at the frozen lake, his mood was a little heavy, more than 1,000 people from various sects in the Western Regions had been looking for seven or eight days in the lakes of the Wuxue Mountain Range.

However, his grandfather was still not found.

But he also knew that the lake was frozen, and he couldn't stop searching for his grandfather.

"Gongzi Xie, right now, the lake is frozen, and it is no longer possible to find Mr. Lin from the lake, only when the ice and snow melt in the spring and summer of the next year, can the search work be carried out. Bai Weng looked at Lin Fei and said.

Although Lin Fei was in a heavy mood, he still nodded and said, "Master Baimen, in the next few months, you and the people of various sects must guard the more than a dozen lakes in the Fog and Snow Mountain Range for me, and we will find my relatives again in the coming year." ”

Bai Weng and the masters of the various sects promised Lin Fei together: "Yes, lord." ”

On the ground, Lin Fei raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he had noticed something, and said, "Someone is coming!"

At this moment, the sound of breaking the sky sounded.

Everyone followed the sound and saw dozens of young white-robed people flying over, several of whom were carrying a white chariot shaped like a sedan chair.

Because these people are dressed in white robes and carry white chariots, it is almost impossible to spot them when they fly in the white world of ice and snow.

Coupled with these white-robed people, their martial arts seemed to be very strong, and they were almost silent when they flew, so it wasn't until they flew close that the people of the various sects in the Western Regions discovered it.

There are a total of eight white-robed people carrying the chariot, and the top four corners of the chariot are hanging four white horses, fluttering in the wind, and the gloomy atmosphere is full, like the ghost king sitting on the chariot, and there are two people sitting in the chariot.

One was an old man in a white robe, with a white turban on his head, brown eyes, and a thick silver beard, while there was a person sitting next to the old man in a silver robe, who was actually pale, like a dead man's Pearl.

Seeing the Everest Martial Saint, Bai Weng and the masters of each sect showed a look of surprise on their faces, a few days ago, the Everest Martial Saint was shot down the cliff by the white Weng, and then an avalanche occurred, wasn't the Everest Martial Saint buried by the avalanche?

How can you sit in the middle of a white chariot?

Eight white-robed people carried the white chariot, and twenty or thirty white-robed people escorted the white chariot before and after, flying forward, flying towards Lin Fei and the others.

Click.

As these mysterious white-robed people flew closer, Lin Fei and the people of various sects on the edge of the lake could clearly hear the cracking sound coming from the frozen lake.

This is when eight white-robed people carrying white chariots fly, every time they take off and land on the frozen lake, there will be large cracks on the frozen lake under their feet, as if a giant hammer of tens of millions of catties smashed on the ice.

It's hard to believe that this is the result of the gentle leap of the person carrying the chariot.

This group of mysterious white-robed people, as well as the mysterious white-robed old man sitting in the white chariot, flew to the surface of the frozen lake less than ten meters away from Lin Fei and the others by the lake.

Lin Fei looked at the old man in the white robe with a turban in the white chariot, as well as the Pearlescent Martial Saint.

The expression on his face was very calm, and he didn't show much surprise because he saw the Everest Martial Saint.

In his opinion, the reason why Everest Wusheng did not die must be that Everest Wusheng was shot down the cliff by Bai Weng that day, and then the avalanche not only buried Zhumu Wusheng, but it is very likely that this avalanche allowed him to avoid death.

And after Lin Fei and the others left without much inspection, the Zhumu Wusheng, who was not dead, also escaped from the snow.

And this old man in a white turban and white robe must be the helper invited by Zhu Mu Wusheng, who wants to seek revenge on himself.

"Lin Fei, the person who wrapped the turban in the white chariot, is the Niluwu Saint of the Tianzhu Kingdom on the other side of the West Asian Mara Mountains, the Zhumu Wusheng was originally a descendant of the Tianzhu people, and he has a lot of dealings with this Niluwu Saint, and the Zhumu Wusheng must have found him to take revenge on you. At this time, Bai Weng whispered in Lin Fei's ear.

Only then did Lin Fei know that the old man in the white robe sitting in the white chariot with a turban was actually the martial saint of the Tianzhu Kingdom.

He didn't expect that it was Zhumu Wusheng, but he was a descendant of the Tianzhu people.

"I didn't expect that the martial saint of Tianzhu Kingdom was quite lenient in his affairs, and he actually managed our Western Regions of China. Lin Fei teased.

Bai Weng said: "Tianzhu's martial arts masters, always have no one in their eyes, always think that the world is invincible, often want to compete with our Chinese martial arts masters, if it weren't for the Zhumu Wusheng is a descendant of Tianzhu people, they would have come to our Western Regions sects to trouble." ”

Lin Fei's eyes flashed with brilliance, and he said, "Today, I will let these Tianzhu masters see our Huaxia martial arts!"

(End of chapter)