Lu Yifan felt that Changxi was more like a monk than himself, and he had almost all the ascetic spirit that Lu Yifan knew.

When Lu Yifan was in the fugue, he would sometimes suddenly draw his sword and compare the two-handed swordsmanship, and when Lu Yifan was resting, he was meditating and practicing the innate true qi that had almost no progress.

In the morning, Lu Yifan woke up beautifully, only to find that Changxi had been practicing swords in the snow for a long time, which can be described as traveling thousands of miles and practicing ten-thousand-year swords.

He never complained, even if the living conditions were extremely difficult, there was no difference between him and brocade clothes and jade food, when Lu Yifan wanted to hunt some food, he silently unwrapped his back, took out the roe deer meat that had already been hard and cut his tongue and began to gnaw it.

"Changxi, aren't you tired of living like this?" Lu Yifan, who had been busy for more than an hour, was wearing a roasted snow sculpture with the Wind Yin Secret Sword, and bursts of fragrance emanated.

This snow sculpture was not hunted by Lu Yifan himself, but when Changxi was practicing his sword, an innate true qi stimulated by his hand knocked down a passing snow sculpture.

His sword qi hit very accurately, and he just cut off the bird's head of the snow sculpture, which was cheap for Lu Yifan, he hadn't eaten flying food for a long time.

"It's so fragrant, do you want to have some?"

Lu Yifan held the long sword, tore off a large piece with satisfaction, put it between his nose and sniffed it.

Changxi didn't respond positively, just stopped practicing the sword, and said very seriously: "Wrap a lot of meat in oiled paper! ”

"Don't worry, it shouldn't be very far, let's go ahead and take a look!"

Lu Yifan has been taking Changxi around the snow field for five days, I remember the last time the snow girl took him, it only took one day and one night to go back and forth, but this time I searched for five days without finding anything, in order to alleviate the embarrassment, Lu Yifan said:

"Changxi, where will you go after you succeed in entering the Dao?"

For Changxi, entering the Tao may be his greatest pursuit, but he himself does not know what it is like after entering the Tao, or rather, he has known that the most powerful person recorded is the Tao, and he has not even seen it with his own eyes, only listened to him:

"Successful entry...... Maybe I'll go home, or I'll travel the world, but if it's so powerful, where can't I go?"

"Do you think entering the Tao is the limit of human beings?" asked Lu Yifan with a tilted head.

Changxi stuck the sword in his hand into the snow and asked, "Isn't it? Or do you think there are immortals in the world?"

Lu Yifan laughed, he didn't know whether to laugh at himself or laugh at himself, but said lightly: "Do you think that after entering the Dao, is it fast to run thousands of miles a day? Is a sword qi slash of a few hundred meters considered far?

"Naturally, if there is such a person, we may not even have a chance to resist!" Changxi rarely lay on the snow next to Lu Yifan, just watching Lu Yifan eat the freshly baked snow sculpture.

Lu Yifan tore off a leg and handed it to Changxi, and said: "The world may be much more magnificent than we imagined, human beings are definitely more than a day to run thousands of miles, and the sword qi slash will not be only a few hundred meters away, what kind of internal strength are you cultivating, which can be regarded as the strongest?"

"I can't talk about the strongest internal strength, but the internal strength behind my cultivation is all realized by myself, after my divine skills are completed, I have not encountered an opponent who can defeat me for the time being! After I successfully enter the Tao, I should be invincible, of course, you will be very strong in the future." Changxi said very seriously.

At least now, Changxi feels that Lu Yifan is very weak, even if he has entered the Tao.

Lu Yifan never directly said that he had entered the Dao, but Changxi felt that he had indeed entered the Dao, although he could learn about some immortal methods from some ancient books, but the description was more like a mythological story, and he trusted the sword in his hand more.

Lu Yifan gestured twice at the Feng Yin Secret Sword in his hand and said, "Do you say that the old man Feng Yin is strong? ”

"Naturally, he is very strong, at least more powerful than us, just by this sword!" Lu Yifan didn't wait for Changxi to answer, but put the Fengyin secret sword in front of Changxi, but Changxi didn't know what the mystery of this sword was, Lu Yifan said again: "The old man of Fengyin was killed by someone, and a sword pierced through his chest!

Changxi was speechless, he didn't want to argue about this issue, Lu Yifan said again: "After you succeed in entering the Tao, I want to travel with you and go to the world to see, how about it?"

"I don't mind if you follow me!" Changxi raised an eyebrow.

"Then it's a word, don't dislike me when the time comes, the human race in the world is not only a territory of thousands of miles, but also not lonely outside the desolate land!" Lu Yifan took a few bites of meat, suddenly felt dull and tasteless, and said to himself: "It would be nice if there was wine at this time!"

"Children won't grow taller when they drink!" Changxi suddenly replied.

"Hehe~"

Lu Yifan smiled awkwardly, maybe Changxi has never regarded himself as an adult, when Lu Yifan chatted with him about the worldview, his world may only be his world, and when Lu Yifan talked to him about 'immortals', he said martial arts.

Lu Yifan suddenly felt very tired to chat with such an idealistic and pursuing young man, he always behaved indifferently and quietly, like an old man in his seventies and eighties, like those idle people, waiting for the sun, but he also has the hard work and ambition of a young man, and knows what he is doing and what he should do.

Lu Yifan felt that the golden silk booklet left by the old man Feng Yin might have a method of martial arts entry, but he was not ready to give it to Changxi, at least not yet, he did not have such an idea, but said:

"It's time for us to go!"

Lu Yifan wrapped most of the remaining snow carving meat in oiled paper, and while returning it to Changxi, he picked up the two swords he had placed in the snow, one was a wind chant and an unknown black thin sword.

In the past few days, the two of them have not encountered any accidents and other people, for a wasteland snow, this is a normal phenomenon, but the most embarrassing problem encountered is that after looking for five days, Lu Yifan did not find that place.

The two of them went all the way in the predetermined direction, and at dusk, Lu Yifan finally made some discoveries, because ...... At a point in the far distance in the flat, white snowfield, there was something bulging.

The low mountain is not tall, it looks like a big black stone growing from the ground, one side of it is covered with snow, and the other side is black and exposed, far away, Lu Yifan found the target.

"Our destination, here!"

Lu Yifan pointed his sword forward, as if he was venting all his dissatisfaction with sleeping in the open in the past few days, and when he saw the low mountain, he had a feeling like seeing a lover.

"Is it here?"

Changxi took the sword behind his back and looked around, when he didn't approach the destination, he was still a cold-faced swordsman, but when the target was close at hand, he was even more excited than Lu Yifan, this was the place of his enlightenment.

Lu Yifan trotted a few steps, and found that although the low mountain was still in the direction he was looking at, in fact, it was still far away, so he slowed down his pace, walked slowly forward, and turned back and said: "How many people are coming here in this cold and snowy place?" There should be no danger, I wish you success in advance!"

When Lu Yifan said this, Changxi had already performed light skills like a rocket, leaving Lu Yifan far behind.

"Don't you want to be so anxious, I think back then, so many masters begged me to cultivate, and I didn't agree!"

Lu Yifan pouted, he could only trot, and after being submerged and crawling out of the sea of snow again and again, he finally came to the front of Black Mountain.

At the foot of the black low mountain, the ground resembles a cracked riverbed, with a crack that can accommodate two or three people to pass through, and there are traces of snow moving on it.

Last time, the Snow Maiden took Lu Yifan from this gap to the underground cave space, but at that time, Lu Yifan buried the bones and clothes left by the old man Fengyin, took away the Fengyin secret sword and booklet, and left quickly, without exploring much at all.