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The cold weather is the extreme north and extremely cold, and at night the light of the stars and the moon falls on the snow, making it appear brighter and colder. The condensed ice crystals on the snow surface reflect a fine luster, and it looks very beautiful from a distance.

Feng Xiaohan walked for two days under the light of the stars and moon, and his target was the Demon Gate, because it might have been built on the Land of Extreme Yin.

But he didn't know where the Demon Gate was, and there was a problem here - back then, the Xuan Demon Temple was built on Tiancang Mountain, which was also the land of extreme yin, but almost all the treasures bred were mined, and the demon gate had been operating in the extreme north cold mountain for seven hundred years, even if the place was extremely yin and gave birth to treasures, what was the chance that it would not be mined and refined?

I didn't think so much about it when I decided to go into the Cold Mountain to find the Demon Gate, and I didn't react until not long ago.

But he had no choice but to go all the way north, just seeking some variables.

Before leaving Changming, he went to Huasha Peak to read some books, all about drug making and detoxification. In the book, it is said that there is a dead place in the wilderness called Forget Worry Valley, and there is a spring in the valley called Biluo, also called Yellow Spring.

There is a spiritual creature on the bank of the Yellow Spring, and the legend of the red tongue grass can detoxify a hundred poisons, and no matter how bad it is, it can temporarily suppress the toxins and continue to live for ten years.

Feng Xiaohan lives in the Savage Domain, but he has never been to that place, and the most important thing is that the poison of the ink candle is not poison, but some other kind of power, just like an alien vitality, but it can kill people invisibly like poison.

This is his guess, and the basis for his guess is that none of the medical books and Taoist treasures mention that innate qi can detoxify and save lives.

Kuo obviously knew something, otherwise he would not have come up with such a solution.

Innate Qi is the purest life force in the world, incomparably mystical but without any power, let alone detoxification.

Feng Xiaohan thought of the story He Xirou had told in the cellar of Zizhu Courtyard that day,

That story is about Cui Weiming, mentioning that the Xuan Demon Temple robbed babies to cultivate evil skills, so they were targeted by Changming Sect.

There is a small amount of innate qi in the baby's body, and the innate qi can interpret the mysteries of heaven and earth to help practitioners comprehend the avenue, that is to say, the demon gate has a method of directly absorbing the innate qi.

Feng Xiaohan looked at a cold star in the sky and fell into deep thought.

If you can't find the Extreme Yin Treasure, maybe ...... This is also a solution.

He Xirou said that this kind of evil feats hurt the heavens, and everyone who cultivates them will be punished.

But if he is really desperate, what can he do?

What he didn't know was that many despised demons in history started like this, and they had no choice but to escape into the demon path and eventually bear the infamy of the ages.

In the distance, the sky was white, and the stars in the east were robbed of their brilliance, a sign that the sun was about to rise. There were faint clouds and mist in the sky, making the stars and waning moon seem a little illusory.

Soon these clouds and mist will gather into dark clouds to obscure the sky and the sun, and the wind and snow will be like a curtain at that time, and no trace of him will be removed.

It's time to dig a hole and sleep.

Feng Xiaohan can go without sleep for a few days, but if it is not necessary, he does not want to go forward against the wind and snow.

And......

He looked behind him, and there was a raised line of snow following in the distance, always keeping a certain distance, as if he was afraid to move forward, but he didn't want to leave.

Feng Xiaohan shook his head, didn't care about the little guy, and directly dug a hole to sleep.

"I'd like to see how long you little thing can last. ”

The next night, the dark clouds cleared, and the cold moonlight illuminated the endless part of the cold mountains.

Feng Xiaohan peeked out of the snow, a little depressed, the further north he went, the more snow fell during the day, and he had to dig more snow every day than the night before to get out.

He looked behind him, and saw a small dot suddenly appear in the distance, and if he looked closely, he would see that it was a snowman, but it had no body and only a head, and its body was still buried in the snow.

The little guy's whole body is snow-white, and there is no difference between snow, but the ice crystals on the snow surface will show a bright color, while it will not, so it is obvious.

Feng Xiaohan faced the cold wind and shouted loudly, "What do you want to do with me?"

The sound came far away before it was weakened by the wind, and it was already very small when it reached the little thing's ear, but it still heard every word in it.

The little guy's eyelids raised as if he was raising his eyebrows, and his face also showed anger, thinking that if you hadn't poisoned me that day, how would I have followed you?

Feng Xiaohan was a little depressed, it was super fast, and his vigilance was also very strong, that night he stepped on the snow without a trace, and landed silently, as if he was as close as a ghost, and wanted to pull it out, but before he came close, he immediately woke up and blinked his eyes and fled into the distance.

Feng Xiaohan thought to himself, could this thing be released by Mo Qiu to spy on him?

The little guy was also puzzled, after eating the cold fruit that day, he had always thought that he had been poisoned by this despicable human, so he followed him all the way to steal the antidote while he was unprepared, and that morning it fled to the snow, and the boy woke up in the snow cave before he could get close to the other party.

When did humans become so vigilant?

The little guy thought to himself, I am a dignified immortal beast, and I was actually led by a human by the nose, looking at this direction, I should be tired of being sent to death, and I will die if I die, why do I have to poison Lao Tzu?

This palm-sized strange young beast has the intelligence of a human being, can understand human language, but is extremely afraid of death and suspicious, that day Feng Xiaohan left a cold fruit to feed it on a whim, who knew that it was thought to be poisoned.

That cold fruit was brought out of the Red Valley, and the aura contained was comparable to that of a hundred-year-old spirit plant, and ordinary demon beasts would be of great benefit if they ate it, and it could extend the time limit of their prime.

The little guy looked at the distant back and thought: The cold fruits are all blue, but what I eat is red, what is it if it is not poisoned?

The wind and snow roar during the day in the cold mountain, so many demon beasts choose to come out at night like Feng Xiaohan, and the snow mastiff at the foot of the Tianshan Mountain is seriously injured due to defeat and competition for territory, which is a special case.

The demon beasts of the cold mountain are rampant, and even Mo Qiu, who is in the perfect realm of the cave, does not dare to go out alone, but Feng Xiaohan is very suitable for the environment here and those hungry demon beasts.

Most of these night predators have become his food, and the little ones have witnessed the slaughter and are even more afraid to come closer.

On this night, Feng Xiaohan met the wolves,

There were only a dozen of them, so the battle ended quickly, and the sword light was wrapped back into the animal skin before it could light up the night sky.

Wolf meat is not delicious, but fortunately, they are of good grade, especially the aura in the flesh and blood of the wolf king is abundant, so these small shortcomings can be ignored.

The aroma of barbecue blows down the wind to the south,

The little guy was upwind and sniffed, thinking that this human had a good diet, eating meat every night and roasting it.

It can't remember the last time it ate meat.

The little guy has such a high level of intelligence, naturally he is not an ordinary demon beast, but he only has the ability to do it quickly, and his combat power is not enough to see.