Just before the avalanche happened, Fan Motong went to the Dongliu Snow Mountain alone, and when he left, those people of the Han tribe warned him that it was very mysterious and had an orange light. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info They heard from their guardians that it was a place called the "Afterlife", and it was like a paradise. They don't quite believe it. Moreover, even if they believe it, they don't want to go through the ordeal of this snow-capped mountain to reach the "afterlife".

"Little brother should be more careful when he goes alone."

"Yes, there are many unknown and mysterious things in the Heavens, so be careful."

Many people chimed along and told them to explain something.

"If you go there and wear more clothes, even a monk may get frostbite."

"The reason why we are not afraid is because of the problem of the Han bloodline, and you don't have it, so you must be careful."

Finally, Fan Motong left under the gaze of everyone. He didn't have anything to prepare, he just brought some cloth bags to hold things. He decided that there would be something to nourish the body in the places he went, and he was going to take them back to replenish people's bodies.

The City of Clouds was like a huge fortress, and Fan Mo Tong looked at it from a distance, and it was black and oppressive, giving people a shocking feeling. It's not nice to say, I think it's like a giant turtle, but it doesn't have a turtle shell, and it's in the open air.

Fan Motong waved his hand in the direction of Cloud City, he was just signaling, because he didn't really say goodbye to his mother when he left.

He never left his mother for a long time.

He roughly knew the direction of the east-flowing snow-capped mountain, and now he was in a hurry, and he couldn't delay a minute or a second, and he wanted to go home early.

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The snow-capped mountains flow eastward, and heavy snow falls. Fan Motong almost went the wrong way, but fortunately he saw the top of the snow-capped mountain in the distance. Obviously, Fan Motong was a little lucky, otherwise he would have been lost forever, and he had made separate marks on the way to prevent him from getting lost when he went home.

The snow piled up very high, and the light of the galaxy surrounded Fan Motong's eyes, and the light and white snow seemed to have been assimilated on this snow-capped mountain, which was not obvious.

The protective light formed an invisible airflow around Fan Mo's pupils, pushing away the nearby snowflakes. Naturally, the snow on the ground was also swept away by the galactic airflow.

"Ouch, how do you find the orange-yellow glow?" Fan Motong complained to himself.

In fact, he came to find the orange-yellow light mainly to see what it was, and everything that people said to be mysterious or ghosts was something related to monks.

Therefore, Fan Motong is gambling, he hopes that it is really a paradise as others say, and even if it is not, he prays that there are different monks in it.

He didn't go there to ask about the problems that arose now, but mainly to see how others cultivated, and he wanted to understand. Because he cultivates the power of nature, what are the other people's heaven and earth Dao Fa, maybe there is something to learn from between the two.

He wanted to see how they cultivated and thus merge the two cultivation methods. It's a pity that what Fan Motong doesn't know is that other people's cultivation methods are kept secret and can't be shared with others. This is not bad Fan Motong doesn't know, the main thing is that his exercises are also given to him by his mother.

When Fan Motong was five years old, his mother saw a little starlight around Fan Motong from time to time, and Fan Motong's eyes were full of stars. Yu Wuxin knew that what Fan Motong's father said still happened, so he took out an exercise scroll and handed it to Fan Motong, and warned him to tear it up after reading it.

"The name of the exercise is called, and the stone character is the formula. You need to study the specific things yourself, come on, your father once said that when you reach a certain level of cultivation, you can go to the upper realm to find him. From that time on, Yu Wuxin told Fan Motong this, and he began to make up his mind to find his father.

Because from his mother's words, Fan Motong felt that his father would be in crisis, otherwise how could he say that he could only go if he had reached a certain level of cultivation?

This is definitely not for him to protect himself, because the people in the upper realm can protect themselves or protect several people if nothing else. Therefore, Fan Motong deduced that his father had definitely encountered a problem, and he wanted to improve his strength quickly!

The snow was falling heavily, and the goose-featherlike snowflakes fell on the galactic airflow and were quickly pushed away, forming a different scene.

Fan Motong struggled to find the orange-yellow light, he had never seen this thing, and he didn't know where to look for it.

The huge snow-capped mountains are the head of the mountain, and the area of the Dongliu snow-capped mountains is particularly wide, and the chance of finding the orange-yellow light is particularly small.

Fan Motong is a little lost, how to mark this snowy day? He regretted going here alone, in short, very much.

In this snow-capped mountain, Fan Motong is particularly lonely, just like walking alone in the dark, full of mysterious fear and a strong sense of loneliness. Fan Motong is still just a child, and the strength of cultivation does not mean the strength of his heart. He wanted to cry because he was completely lost, and according to his cultivation he couldn't fly yet. The road was also covered by heavy snow, and it was impossible to find it.

At this time, a **** rag doll with this hole flew down from the sky!

"Oh my God, what is this?" Fan Motong squinted at the things in the sky.

The rag doll is dirty, and the **** has this obvious hole, which is like being punched and exploded. A somewhat torn skirt on her body, and her headdress seemed to be burned, and then the rag doll landed on Fan Motong's face from the sky.

"Hmm, ouch." Fan Motong pulled down the rag doll with a mysterious origin from his face.

"Did the heavens come to comfort me?" He laughed at himself as he fiddled with the rag doll. "It's for girls, right?" Fan Motong wanted to throw away the rag doll, but he was really scared, so he hugged the rag doll.

Suddenly, he realized a problem! How could this rag doll break through his galactic currents and end up flying in his face? There is a huge problem!

Fan Motong shook off the rag doll, and carefully guarded the rag doll from appearing like a newborn kitten.

"It hurts me! Why are you like this? The voice of the female doll came out of the mouth of the rag doll.

Immediately afterwards, Fan Motong felt that time had stopped, he couldn't breathe, because he was extremely afraid, he had no cultivation but no combat experience.

Fan Motong was afraid that the rag doll would come suddenly, and what happened next made Fan Motong cause an avalanche with a scream, which was terrifying!

The rag doll actually stood up on its own, no different from ordinary people, and patted the snow off its body humanely, looking at the hole in its chest and the broken dress in distress.

"Can you help me find my master?" The ragdoll spoke again.

Fan Mo Tong didn't say a word, and pushed the exercises with all his might to escape and avoid the avalanche.

"Hey! Why are you like this? Give me my soul and ignore me like my master, do you know how sad I am? The ragdoll said aggrievedly.

Fan Motong's sympathy was overflowing again, coupled with the spirit of killing the cat with curiosity, he quickly turned around and rushed to a safe place with the rag doll, but when the avalanche began, where could it be absolutely safe?

"The master gave me a body, and you gave me a soul. Thank you! The rag doll was very polite, and told Fan Motong in disguise that she would not hurt him.

"Where is your master?" Fan Motong couldn't wait to send her away, all this was too weird.

"Xanadu, you know?"

"Is it a paradise in this snowy mountain?" Fan Motong was a little excited, a lost child finally saw the hope of moving forward again! "I'm going there too, but I'm lost."

"Great, you can take me!" The ragdoll was also excited, even so excited that she didn't know that there was an avalanche danger behind her.

"Huhu, what's your name? My name is Fan Motong. Xiu Wei used all his strength, and Fan Mo Pupil began to gasp.

Rag dolls are cute with beautiful big eyes.

"The master called me - a line puppet!" (To be continued.) )