Ye Chu came to the foot of the mountain and looked up at the deep clouds that shrouded the mountainside.

The sky, the earth and the mountains are all covered with water, and the mountains have been continuous ever since.

White clouds and white snow stand with the mountains, like a blanket of silver, which is extraordinarily enchanting.

Ye Chu took a few deep breaths and watched as the gas he spit out instantly condensed into mist in the air.

Liantian grassland to the northeast, is a frozen land, there is a cold mountain.

From the southwest to the northeast of the Great Qin Territory, the end of the journey of 10,000 miles is here.

The simple stone steps lead up to the sky and disappear into the clouds.

A quarter of an hour ago.

Du Gong stroked his white beard and explained to Ye Chu: "Climbing this mountain road will be of great benefit to you." ”

Wen Qian also instructed: "When I went down the mountain last year, I left a very precious ancient book on the mountain road, if you see it, please ask you, junior brother!"

Then, before Ye Chu could even finish a word, Du Gong left him with Wen Qian, waved his sleeves, and walked away from the mountain.

In this situation, Ye Chu felt a little familiar.

Half a year ago, he climbed Tiandu Peak and entered the Sword Rain Gate.

Half a year later, he was about to climb an even more steep cold mountain.

The cold mountain located in the northeast of the mainland is called "Han", which is naturally cold and biting.

Some people call it golden autumn in October, but here there are only white clouds and white snow in October.

The thick white snow did not bury the climbing slope, and the faint sunlight through the thick clouds sprinkled on the stone steps of the snow-capped mountain.

Ye Chu took a long breath and wrapped himself in a slightly thin winter coat wrapped in the snow.

Climb the ladder.

A figure moving on the vast snow-capped mountains can probably give birth to some desolation from a distance.

But in fact, if you want to go seriously, can't you also come up with a kind of passionate meaning of a teenager who climbs to the top alone?

However, if Ye Chu really had blood boiling in every vein, it was estimated that he would not tremble from the cold.

Ye Chu climbed along the straight stone steps without hurrying.

After about half a day's journey, the chill became thicker, and the fifteen-year-old boy got closer and closer to the deep clouds on the mountainside.

The teeth continued to tremble, and the mist running out of Ye Chu's teeth revealed the coldness of the moment.

With such a low temperature, even Ye Chu, who saw the micro realm, felt unbearable.

He hurriedly sat down on the steps and began to concentrate.

The sea of qi in Ye Chu's chest and abdomen can be called huge, and the amount of true yuan that can be stored is rare in the world, but now that he is seriously injured, the sea of qi has never been able to fill it, and most of the cases that are not urgent are better to use the true yuan immediately.

Ye Chu, who was concentrating on qi, noticed something strange after a while.

It stands to reason that on the high mountain where people are rare, the vitality of heaven and earth is always more abundant, but the vitality in this cold mountain is much thinner than that under the mountain.

Du Gong taught him to climb the mountain independently, there are naturally strange things on the mountain, with such an idea, Ye Chu felt that it was not surprising that his vitality was thinner.

Thin is thin, and it can be used after all.

The stone steps that stretched for a few minutes changed direction after submerging into the dense fog, and the road was transparent and changed to winding mountains.

The scene on the winding mountain road in the clouds and mist made Ye Chu, who had just landed here, shocked.

The grass showed a slight sign of withering with a few frosty whites, and the stars and yellow flowers were dotted everywhere.

There is a red leaf swaying in the wind on the branch, and it looks like it can't bear to leave.

The white grass, red leaves and yellow flowers, the distinct late autumn scene contrasts strongly with the white snow here, and it is also interesting to look at it carefully.

"It's not easy. ”

Thinking like this, Ye Chu stretched out his hand and slowly pulled out the long sword at his waist, held his breath a little and lightened his steps, and entered a state of alert.

In the Wei Mansion, Ye Chu cut off his sword, and the sword in his hand now was just bought a few days ago.

The sword is three feet three feet long, and the selling price is five taels and five.

Cheap is cheap, but the craftsmanship of the swordsmiths in that small city is not bad, at least Ye Chu is quite satisfied.

What he said on the Ethereal Peak was to use the best sword in the world, and if he couldn't meet it, he would rather use a mortal sword that was not of good quality.

According to legend, Li Qiubai, the white-clothed sword immortal who was known as the first person in the way of the eternal swordsmanship, used nothing more than the ordinary sword he bought from the blacksmith shop in his hometown when he was preparing to explore the rivers and lakes.

It is said that Li Qiubai bargained with the blacksmith for a long time at that time, and finally took out a full ten taels of snowflake silver with great reluctance......

At the moment, Ye Chu was paying full attention to every bit of wind and grass around him.

The clouds were still shrouded, and there was not much to see.

He was walking carefully on a mountain path with low visibility.

Mountaineering is a practice, so naturally there are corresponding dangers.

Ye Chu didn't care about the danger, it wasn't that he had much confidence in his own strength, but his own master couldn't watch him die here?

But practice is always practice, and you still have to take it seriously, right?

There was a stream gurgling, going down, and as soon as Fang left the clouds, it turned into a glacial downpour.

The wind blows the grass, and the wild fragrance is faintly fragrant.

Ye Chu walked for a while, but he still didn't encounter anything unusual.

It wasn't until another half an hour later that he discovered something that had taught him to be overwhelmed.

White grass, red leaves and yellow flowers, swaying on the branches of the maple leaves seem to be reluctant to fall.

He returned to the original starting point, stood in front of the stairs in a daze, and clumsily found the cut of white grass and yellow flowers.

Could it be that the curved ring has reached the end? But it is clear that the steps are extending upward, not to mention that the cold mountain is so big, how can it come to a circle in a moment?

Ye Chu was shocked and sober, and after a week of vigilance, an idea suddenly popped into his mind and began to try to explore the operation of the surrounding vitality.

If the realm is forcibly and inaccurately divided into upper, middle and lower realms, the current Ye Chu is already a cultivator of the upper realm of seeing micro, but the huge gap between seeing micro and knowing is here, even Ye Chu of seeing micro and upper realm cannot find out where the threshold of knowing is.

Since he has not yet entered the realm of knowledge that can "externally sense the flow trajectory of heaven and earth", how is Ye Chu going to explore the operation of heaven and earth vitality for the first time?

The answer is simple.

Qi gathering is the basis of concentration, and by gathering qi, it is possible to calculate the movement of energy within a certain distance.

But the distance from the starting point to the starting point is half an hour's foot, how can Ye Chu absorb such a large range of vitality?

A moment later.

On the winding mountain road, a teenager is walking in the thick clouds.

Unlike usual, his breathing seemed strange.

It seems that every bit of breath is to be dealt with seriously.

By exhaling and breathing in harmony with heaven and earth, the vital energy is extracted and stored in the body, which is to gather qi.

Now Ye Chu is trying to gather qi while walking.

Qi gathering requires a high level of mental concentration, so most people sit cross-legged and close their eyes to pranayama when they gather qi.

It is estimated that only a young man like Ye Chu who is full of creativity for the unknown can think of it.

But isn't the future a collection of countless possibilities?