The most famous thing in the Arctic North is the cold winds in winter, and a monk once joked that the wind blows only twice a year in the Arctic North, and one lasts for six months. If it's winter, it's paired with frost and snow that complement each other. That place will become a realm of wind and snow, and the heavens and the earth will be filled with white frost and snow, like the roar of a dragon, like the power of heaven, which makes people shudder.

In the far north, which is known for its vast and sparsely populated area, there are less than 100 cities for monks to survive, and the rest are all uninhabited areas, with extremely harsh environments, with endless canyons and 10,000-year-old snow-capped mountains that are constantly frosting and snowing all year round.

Endless powerful spirit beasts inhabit the Far North, and no one knows how vast the Far North is, because the monks cannot explore the farthest north, and some monks and sages call it the end of the world. It is a zone where there are only unknown monster creatures, and monks cannot survive.

No monk has ever set foot at the end of the Far North, so it is impossible to know how vast the Far North is, and in the known area, there are countless spirit beasts that the monks cannot compete with. On the other hand, there is also an inexhaustible supply of natural treasures.

No one knows how many creatures live in the Far North. Not to mention all kinds of natural treasures with miraculous effects.

Human beings are one of the most powerful races in the world.

February 14, 1010 in the solar calendar.

In the far north, at dawn in early spring, the atmosphere is still cold at the end of winter, and the thick layer of ice covering the yellow earth has melted away, and even though the land is muddy, it is hard at night, stained with a little hoarfrost in the morning, and shining with a little white brilliance in the daylight.

After a hundred days of winter cold, there are no branches and leaves on the trees that usher in the morning breeze at the beginning of spring, and the nests made of wooden branches are erected in the tall branches, and the sound of "chirping" is endless.

The stream is murmuring, and the spring is stocked.

The golden light of spring dyes the distant East red, illuminates the barren land, and all things begin to sing.

The spring breeze will kiss all living beings again. Carry warmth and life to all things, and take away the cold and desolation.

In the wheat fields, forests, streams and other places, the golden rays of hope rise in the spring light, which is full of all the ideas, desires, and sighs of the creatures of the earth.

Floating golden rays are flying in the sky and swimming in waves.

The purpose is to pursue cause and effect. It is a "miracle of cause and effect" that is one of the "wonders of the world".

Countless like stars, as beautiful as a dream. The golden rays all over the ground slowly flew into the air, spreading into the clouds.

The ears of wheat are dense like summer waves.

It's like a dreamlike scene, so dazzling at the beginning of the morning.

The boy walked alone on the vast land, looking at the rays of hope all around, and feeling the splendor of this golden morning.

The boy is quiet and lonely in this vast land.

Far north, the holy land of falling snow, Meishan.

Among them, the back mountain of Meishan, in this golden morning, the edge of no one, is mainly cyan.

At dawn in early spring, the branches of the trees in the forest and the golden light reflect each other, and you can see the young leaves, grass, and flowers. The spring morning is cool, and the stream is babbling in the distance.

The forest is full of intoxicating pink peach blossoms, and it is full of peach blossom forests that are only taller than a person.

Deep in the peach blossom jungle, there is a thatched house. This is the mountain behind the forbidden place of sacrifice.

The golden light called hope condensed in the land, the brilliance of countless brilliant lives slowly rose, and the golden hope in the sky floated, chasing, and searching.

Hope is the sigh and longing of living beings, hidden and invisible, pinning hope.

The hut had a warm fire and two people hugging each other on the beds. The golden light at the beginning of the morning renders the two, beautiful as poetry and tender as water. The young man's eyelashes fluttered in the golden light, and his sleepy eyes were slightly open.

The pleasant fragrance of the girl lingers in the whole cottage, and the fragrance of peach blossoms outside the house spreads into the house through the windowsill, and the air is mixed with the fragrance of the peach blossoms of the girl's faint body fragrance, which wants to make people fall asleep.

The young man breathed greedily, and subconsciously tightened the nephrite in his arms.

In front of the hazy sleeping eyes is a perfect fairy face bathed in the golden light of the early morning, three thousand green silks are scattered at will, the curved eyebrows are like weeping willows by the river in March, the long eyelashes are raised high, the smooth and beautiful forehead is gently wrinkled, and the face of the closed beautiful eyes is comparable to the most exquisite work of art in the world, perfect and flawless, pure like the nine heavenly fairies.

The white-skinned lotus root arms in the early morning sun wrapped around the young man's neck. Yiren's snow-white swan neck is crystal clear, and the head is against the young man's jaw, and he is sleeping sweetly.

The beauty who sleeps soundly with the teenager under the thick futon is a refutation with the current, and the most sleepy is in the morning.

The young man knew that he was powerless to give Wen Yu in his arms salvation, so he had to let her go, but he woke up at the beginning of the morning every day and was unable to move, and it was unbearable.

The young man is an ordinary monk, at the beginning of the year, he and the jade man in his arms are dependent on each other, although the face is ordinary, the eyebrows reveal gentleness and harmlessness, just like the spring breeze at this moment to make people comfortable.

The girl is willful and domineering here.

The golden light of the early morning sprinkled on the girl's delicate and fair face, the pink fluff was clearly visible, and the slight snoring made the young man sigh softly.

- The fragrant jade snoring is so pleasant.

White and pink peach blossoms swaying outside the window,

Natsuki knows that the spring breeze will come to the earth again, and the living beings will start again, which is called the infinite cycle of daily life.

The stars change, day and night alternate, the four seasons rotate, the cycle repeats, and the old and the new change from generation to generation.

Beings have crossed the long river of history, and the blazing ones buried deep in the consciousness of living beings are named the daily rules of heaven.

Creatures are limited by the rules, and those who are free from the rules return to their alien places, so that they are isolated and ostracized.

Rules are common sense, and consensus is in the heart.

Creatures have rules that belong to living beings, and they are groups, and the contrast of group dwelling produces the bond of desire, which implicates feelings.

There is no knowledge in the world, and I don't know how long and how long the cycle has been.

The forest path is already a new green leaf, the gray finch and the green pigeon hovering low in the background of the golden mang, the gurgling stream is also reflecting the morning sun, the dazzling light of the dripping gold, reflecting the slender weeping willows on the bank, the green spirit grass has not yet outcropped, and the earth is still covered with frozen soil.

After the aroma of the staunch plum blossom in the cold period, the peach blossoms, pear blossoms and apricot blossoms are ushered in.

At the beginning of the morning, the Hongmeng purple qi and yin and yang qi are the most intense, and they are also the purest. Therefore, the monk chooses to practice at dawn.

The young man named Natsuki, who hugged the fairy-like woman tightly under the warm bedding, was greatly behind the people of his age in cultivation because he was lazy all day long, and was in the period of Qi training.

The girl's dreamy fairy face looked unhappy, obviously annoyed that the boy disturbed her sleep, and then let go of Bai Xuan's hands, patted off the pig's trotters that were doing evil at the moment, turned her back to Xia Shu, and picked up the puppet that reproduced the boy next to the pillow. Sweet snoring sounded.

Natsuki could only stare blankly at the soft and lush green silk that spread to his lower abdomen, and the flawless back of the pink nen.

The boy could only sigh softly.

Honestly hugging the slender waist like a willow, hugging the girl tightly, Xia Shu sniffed the green silk of Yiren with the tip of his nose, and his hot chest was close to Yiren's jade-like back. The beauty was slender and sparkling, and the tui was bent under the thick futon.

The sweet snoring of the girl intoxicated the boy.

There is no doubt that a girl named Qingqing is an extremely beautiful thing.

The great morning sun at dawn stained the sky red. The white peach blossoms outside the house are particularly delicate, and the hard green green bamboo on the right side is beside them.

The Far North region is vast, not as prosperous as other regions, and it is better than the simple folk customs and based on kindness.

Today, the disciples of the Falling Snow Holy Land met early and went to the Falling Snow Emperor City to watch and play.

Today's Snow Imperial City is very lively, the Imperial City is filled with the intoxicating fragrance of peach blossoms, and the thick green willows beside the road are swaying slightly.

The fragrance is fragrant, there are also tall and towering Lingyang Lingbai, and the breath of spring comes from the green and young leaves. Spirit birds and swallows sing and dance in the air, sometimes chasing floating clouds, sometimes playing with each other. The blue sky is like a mirror.

The white and uniform three-storey loft-style houses in the imperial city are softly covered with golden mangs, and the wide streets are bustling with people from all sides.

At this moment, the world is full of peace.

The Falling Snow Garden is a very famous viewing place within the Falling Snow Emperor City, bringing together many different ordinary spiritual trees such as white locust, pear blossom, apricot blossom, etc., the scenery is beautiful, the landscape is picturesque, and it is like a poetic distance.

When the pink and white peach blossom trees are in full bloom, tens of thousands of peach blossom trees will dye this forest into a paradise of white and pink, like a fairyland. The intoxicating fragrance of flowers permeates the entire Falling Snow Emperor City.

The breeze on the street is breezy, and the spring breeze is always gentle mixed with a little coolness, blowing the weeping willows, streams, and flower petals on both sides, blowing the hair of passers-by, diffusing into the heart, making people clear and comfortable.

The noisy streets are full of different colors of pedestrians and pet mounts, and the male cultivators are mainly dressed in white monks' clothes, and there are not a few who are dressed luxuriously and brightly.

No matter where you go, nuns, spiritual pets, and jewelry are all the gathering places and gathering points of your eyes.

A monk landed on the street wearing the Fengtian Demon Armor, and the black phoenix wings behind him were extremely swaggering, like a god descending from the earth, so that most female cultivators could not control themselves, their eyes were blurred, and the phoenix wings with the phoenix sounded, and then turned into black gunpowder smoke and disappeared in the air. It is a monk who comes from afar, and it is for the admirer to enjoy the peach blossoms in spring.

There are also female cultivators dressed in neon clothes and feathers, the same color as the pink and white peach blossoms, the satin is smooth and soft, and the white skin of the Yiren is covered with soft light, outlining the delicate and delicate posture of the beautiful woman like willows, attracting many eyes between the world and the world.

A monk rode a spirit pet - snow fox, the whole body of the snow-white fox posture is as tall as a strong horse, two snow-white fox tails swaying with the wind, the snow-white hair in the golden light shining brightly intoxicating, the golden fox eyes are nothing else.

In the sky, there is a streamer, a high-ranking monk who walks with royal soldiers.

There are also boats dedicated to the blessed land of the major caves floating.

The vendors in the bustling streets shouted loudly.

"Tong Su is not deceived, the price is cheap, and there are few natural and earthly treasures in the world. ”

There are a variety of storefronts.

are all reckless, and earn more spirit stones.

Where will the floating dandelion end.

Walking here at night, in the slightly crowded bustling streets, under the peach blossoms in full bloom, in the intoxicating fragrance, the boy is breathing heavily.

The light of spring is reflected in the slightly weak body of the young man, on the slightly immature face, the young man's long eyelashes, his eyes are lowered, his eyebrows are frustrated, the two strands of green silk on his forehead hang down like a slender willow branch, and a long bunch of green silk is bundled on his back.

The young man dressed in an ordinary white cloth and soil repair clothes, his appearance is slightly handsome, his fair and soft face, the green silk that can be applied to both men and women to repair the soil, and the young man without jewelry is alone.

The boy looked at him with envy.

The laughter and joy of the companions, the intimacy of the companions, and the peerless beauties and young talents who look forward to the city and the country.

The young man was just an ordinary monk, and his courageous heart had just passed away with the wind. It's not sad, maybe it's this spring hope to soothe, it's just a little loss, it's not that the young man's heart can't get a response from his lover, and the time it takes may be very difficult, but there is no doubt that it is happy, that happy feeling.

Maybe it's because the teenager has been walking in helplessness for a long time, and the teenager with low self-esteem is conscious, and his own greedy desires.

The boy was very calm, obviously the result was accepted, but the frustration was inevitable, in this golden spring day, in this peach blossom bloom.

Perhaps this scene was foreseen yesterday, and he also imagined a different scene on the other side of the sky in the distance.

In the final analysis, the night is just an ordinary casual practice, and there are no good friends or relatives connected by blood.

Every bit of kindness of her people will be consciously a gift, and the kindness from others will be treated as a treasure by the youth.

Night Shadow never felt that he was sad, and even if his own kindness dissipated into smoke in recent years, the boy would not think it was in vain.

It's clearly spring.

Night Darkness raised her head and looked at the dazzling golden glow, thinking like this.

It's clearly spring.

Born of the desire of the living, endless hope, is still being pursued,

It is always known, and the golden mangs are still floating and wandering. The sigh of not knowing where you are, the longing of not knowing where you are at this moment, the call of the living beings, the earth responding, and that attachment is finally known.

The boy is aware, this golden and transparent hope.

- No one can enjoy this beautiful and dreamy scene.

This beauty is unique.

What do you crave?

There is no hope.

What are you missing?

There is no love.

But why, this sense of loss, this loss that should not exist.

Hear the chaffinch's song.

Smelling the fragrance of flowers and willows.

Under the golden light, at the end of the sea of flowers and people, what catches your eyes is.

Lovers holding each other.

It should be said that all the eyes gathered here, so that the noisy atmosphere is solidified, more amazing than the pink and white peach blossoms, that is the peerless beauty of the world and the earth, how can there be such a beauty in the world, just with the expressionless fairy face, it conquered this place, if there is really a fairy in the world, it must be the girl.

The girl Xianzi made the monks present lose their minds for a moment, so that they ignored the young man who was accompanying the girl on her left, naturally and gently smiling.

You can feel that the surrounding scenery has been frozen, the cool breeze and dust are not there, the dawn and peach willows are discolored, and only this beautiful girl is left

A normal white repair uniform outlines the girl's blood-pumping graceful curves, which is obviously a repair dress that is often criticized.

The fairy-like appearance of the girl seems to be not touched.

When they came back to their senses, the fragrance was still there, and the Yiren were gone.

The young man sneered, looked at the green weeping willows beside his face, shook his head and sighed softly.

Quietly watching, this golden light flying in the sky.

No one could perceive the golden rays flying in the sky, and countless golden rays floated towards the distant sky.

I don't know the end, I don't know where it is.

Birds skim the distant sky.