After walking for several more days, they finally came to the seat of the tribal chieftain of Urangai. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The chieftain's seat was a shelter from the wind, but the town was still very simple, with thousands of households scattered scattered in the col, where they could escape the extreme cold north wind.

The snow on the ground of the town had not been cleared because it was so thick that it had been crushed into ice by passing vehicles and pedestrians. The shops on the street are also hung with thick carpets, and there are basically no pedestrians on the street. Everyone is in the house for cats, and they generally don't come out to hang out unless it's particularly necessary.

They asked the chief where he was, and came to the chief's house. From here, the chieftain's posture could be seen, and there were two guards with swords in thick fur coats at the door. Guarding the door, watching passers-by with fierce eyes.

After Wende handed over Chief Merry's letter, the guards all said blankly to them to wait, and then went inside.

After a while, he burst into laughter, and said that they would be invited in, and that the chief would meet him in the parlor.

After they lifted the thick felt blanket and entered the living room, they saw a tall and stout man sitting on a white bearskin carpet, the coffee table in front of them was full of all kinds of food and wine, and the four corners of the room were lit with fires, but he did not feel cold. This fat man is the chief of the Woo Lang Gai.

Seeing them come in, the chief of Zerangai struggled to his feet and beckoned them to sit down. He was able to speak Khitan fluently, so there was no obstacle to communication with Wende, and he could also speak simple Chinese.

The chief said, "I have read Chief Merry's letter, and know that you are going to look for water from the Styx under the ice in the extreme arctic cold, and this is a dangerous thing, and there are some people in our tribe who want to fight this idea, but they have never come back, some have died on the road, some have died under the ice, and none of them have succeeded." Have you really decided to do this dangerous thing?"

"Yes, we have made up our minds that the chief will help us find a few dog sleds and at the same time settle the provisions on the road," Wende said. If possible, find us a guide and some servants who can follow us, and we'll pay for it. ”

The chief looked embarrassed, and shrunk his neck, and said, "It's easy to talk about dog sledding, but this guide and servant is really a bit of a trouble, because no one from our tribe wants to go to that ice field." Spells can't be cast on the ice field, and cultivators are even more reluctant to go, and those who don't have a spell protector will freeze into ice sculptures. It takes an extremely tough body to endure poverty to be able to go there, and the most important thing is that the people who go there will kill each other on the way in order to get the Styx water to temper the blade. They don't want to throw their lives in that place, and no amount of money is useless, because money requires life to enjoy it. So, I can give you supplies or anything, and I can find dog sleds for you, but you have to control your own work. The people of our tribe are afraid that they will not be able to follow. ”

Yang Xianmao didn't expect the locals to help them, and he didn't want anyone who might cause him trouble to follow, he had learned not to trust strangers easily. Especially on the way to treasure hunting.

When the island sealed by the Lingxiao Divine Venerable on the coast of the East China Sea was discovered, so many people flocked to it, but Yang Xianmao didn't go, because he saw his ability and didn't expect to fight for it, and he was just asking for his own death if he went. Sure enough, nine times out of ten, those who went died in the battle.

This time I went to the extreme arctic cold land to find the Styx water, the charm of the Styx water is definitely strong enough, because for ordinary martial artists, it can create sharp blades that sharpen iron like mud, and for cultivators, as long as the materials are complete, they can refine magic weapons that can penetrate all defensive magic weapons, so it is also full of temptation for cultivators in the world and ordinary martial artists. At the same time, after entering the ice field, the cultivator's mana is lost, and he is afraid that he is not even as good as an ordinary martial artist, so he embarks on this treasure hunting journey, and he is afraid that there are more martial artists than cultivators. There may also be people who want to take advantage of the rare opportunity of not being able to perform cultivation on the ice field to seek revenge from the cultivation masters.

Therefore, it is foreseeable that they will encounter unimaginable difficulties on this road.

In this case, if someone who doesn't know the details is around, it is tantamount to burying a stinger, and if you don't know when you will stab yourself, it is extremely dangerous.

It just so happened that the chief of the Lang Lang changed his embarrassment, saying that no one was willing to be hired to go, which was in the hands of Yang Xianmao. At the same time, he also admired in his heart that the chieftain and the people in their tribe still looked at money relatively lightly. They know that the journey to the arctic cold is fraught with danger, so it is more important for them to save their lives.

Yang Xianmao asked Wende to translate and said that there was no need to arrange for people to follow, but only to ask someone to teach them how to ride a dog sled and give them adequate provisions. After that, Yang Xianmao also took out a bag of silver and gave it to the chief of the Lang Gai as a meeting gift.

When the chief of the Woolang Gai saw this bag of silver, he immediately raised his eyebrows, and rubbed his fat hands again and again to thank him. Because the territory of the Lang Gai was frozen for thousands of miles all the year round, it was difficult to mine, and there was no silver mine, and all their silver was obtained from the Liao Dynasty, Meili headquarters in the south, or the Song Dynasty through barter. Therefore, silver is very precious, and silver can buy what they want, and bartering can sometimes be very disadvantageous.

Chief Langgai said to Yang Xianmao with a smile: "You are the distinguished guests of the Song Dynasty who came from thousands of miles away, no matter how difficult it is, I should find someone to help." Well, I'll ask if anyone would be willing to be your guide and interpreter along the way. At this time of year, there are quite a few people who come to us in search of the water of the River Styx. I'm worried that they'll hire guides and interpreters who are willing to go. ”

Yang Xianmao hurriedly waved his hand and said: "I really don't need it, in fact, I don't need a guide, because it's okay to go all the way to the north, we have Sinan, and we won't get lost." ”

Hearing him say this, the chief happened to hit the snake down the pole, so he smiled and nodded and said, "This is also true, you go all the way to the north, to the place where you can't guide the south of the country, that is, the place where you want to go." Every year, people from all over the world come in search of the water of the River Styx. I've heard them say it, and I've heard of it, even though I've never been there. ”

"People have been passing by you for a long time to find the water of the River Styx?" Yang Xianmao asked.

"Yes, but except for a few people who returned halfway, the others have gone and never returned. I've heard people say that it's not very difficult to find that place, and that it won't be a big problem to get there, as long as you are well prepared and in good health. The most critical issue is the killing of each other on the road. In addition, it is the extremely cold water under the ice layer for thousands of miles, and the extremely cold place refers to the ice water under the ice layer, which is the coldest. That kind of cold is really not something that ordinary people can resist, you must be well prepared. ”

After the banquet, the chief of the Woolangai sent supplies and selected a hundred sturdy sled dogs, each of which pulled five sleds. They also found experienced drivers to teach them how to drive a dog sled and what to look out for.

After obtaining the equipment and dog sledding, Yang Xianmao paid the fare of the coachman he had hired and sent them back, then said goodbye to the chief and continued his journey to the ice field.

The farther north you go, not only does the climate get colder and colder, but there are fewer and fewer trees, and they get lower and lower. The climate is also more cold.

Along the way, Yang Xianmao had a pure yang true fire talisman that he couldn't feel, while Zhizhi was a high-level powerhouse who stepped into the ninth level with half a foot, Wende was protected by pure yang true fire, so he was not afraid of the cold, and Huang Qiaoqiao was a sixth-level high-level powerhouse, and his vitality was enough to resist the severe cold. However, as the trees gradually dwindled and eventually disappeared, and they got closer and closer to the ice field, Yang Xianmao found that their cultivation was gradually decreasing.

The pure yang true fire in Yang Xianmao's body was no longer able to be unleashed freely, not only could he not make himself warm, but he could not even protect Wen De.

Wende began to feel the horror of the severe cold, although he was already wrapped like a big dumpling, but he was still shivering like sifting chaff from the cold. The cold of this place was far beyond their imagination, it was like a cold wind blowing from hell, no matter how thick the clothes were, they could freeze their hearts, so they had to stop and light a fire to keep warm after a while.

After walking a little further, they saw the white snow-capped plains and plains, and the rolling mountains were completely gone. I finally found a family and asked, only to know that this time, I had already arrived at the ice field of the extreme arctic cold land, because it was frozen above the sea, so it was a flat ice field with no mountains and valleys.

They entered the ice field, and the dog sled pulled them forward, and the Chiyang donkey and the thousand miles horse ran alongside, the Chiyang donkey was relatively steady, but the horse's hooves often slipped on the ice and snow.

There are no mountains above the ice field, and there are no people, only the vast expanse of snow.

When their dog sled forward for some distance, Yang Xianmao suddenly found that his body was unusually cold, and he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave. He was startled, and hurriedly urged the Chiyang True Fire in his body, wanting to warm his body. But he found that the Chiyang True Fire in his body couldn't be lifted at all, as if it had disappeared without a trace, and Wende, who was wearing a thick jersey behind him, was already frozen to the point that his teeth were rattling, and he said tremblingly: "Brother Yang, good, it's so cold, it's so cold, it......'s so cold."

At this moment, Zhizhi sat on the sleigh, gasping in pain, holding her shoulders with her hands and trembling, looking at Yang Xianmao pitifully, and said, "Brother Xian, I'm also cold, so cold...... The vitality in my body seems to be suddenly gone, and without it I can't resist the cold, I ...... I'm so cold, I'm going to ...... Frozen......"

Yang Xianmao herself was so cold that her teeth rattled. looked back at Huang Qiaoqiao next to her, and saw that she was not bad, but her pretty face was also frozen white.

So Yang Xianmao looked back at the undulating mountains behind him, when they passed through that mountain, there was no such situation, and once they stepped on this thousand miles of ice field, this situation appeared, could this be the place where Yelu Xiyin said that the cultivation spell could not be used?