The dark sky scattered petals, and it seemed to have a faint fragrance. The snow drifted leisurely, rendering the world into a white expanse. The snow like catkins, the snow like reeds, and the snow like light smoke, circulate, chase, when it comes, it is not clean, and when it falls, it is not shocked.

Four figures, walking in this vast snow, are as small as a speck of dust in the sea. They were dressed in large, special robes, except for the White Night, of course. They had been walking for three days and three nights, and the difference between the trial disciples of the Star-Silence Sect and other sects was that they were divided into ten teams of forty people.

"Sister Leng Chen, shouldn't we find a place to rest, we've been gone for three days and three nights. Frostdew spoke, the third time she had spoken. Xue Chan listened from the sidelines, playfully laughing like silver bells.

"Little junior brother, what do you mean?" Leng Chen looked at the standing white night on the side. "I don't have an opinion, everything is up to Senior Sister Shuanglu, as long as you don't delay the trip. Bai Ye smiled and nodded, in fact, they were already a long way ahead of the other Nine Peaks.

"Little junior brother, don't worry, how can you delay the trip, we have been walking for three days and three nights, let's cook quickly, we won't leave tonight." Frost Lu smiled, happy and awe-inspiring.

"Sister Frostdew has a point, why don't we go tomorrow morning. Xue Chan echoed and said, after all, they have walked such a long way without stopping, and they are really a little tired. Of the 100,000 mountains in the north, they have already crossed more than 100.

In the snowy curtain, Bai Ye took out everything he needed from the spatial ring, a tent of animal skins, a bamboo barbecue grill, and animal meat, dry firewood, and spices.

"I really didn't expect that the little junior brother would be so comprehensively prepared. Leng Chen sighed, his beautiful eyes full of admiration. The four of them had encountered animal attacks before, and it wasn't until she saw this set of equipment that she thought that Bai Ye collected animal meat for simple eating.

"At night, the three senior sisters can come into my tent and sleep well, and I will keep vigil outside, so the three senior sisters can rest assured. Bai Ye skillfully handled the beast meat in his hand, and said to the third daughter of Leng Chen.

The three girls all smiled when they heard this, Bai Ye, the little junior brother, really gave them a sense of family. And in the eyes of the white night, the smiling delicate face of the third girl is like the warm sun in this winter, bringing endless warmth to his heart.

"Thank you, junior brother, then the three of us are welcome. Xue Chan smiled lightly, her beautiful eyes were looking forward to it, her breath was like a quiet orchid, and she was indescribably gentle and lovely.

"Yo, look at the appearance of our sister Xuechan, is it that she was conquered by the little junior brother......" Once she rested, Shuanglu began to exert her essence, and her personality took away a little enthusiasm, usually she has been slightly depressed, in the current environment, she really has a bit of the meaning of a witch.

"I see, it's clear that Sister Shuanglu is jealous, what's the matter, jealous of my relationship with my little junior brother......" Xue Chan also changed her usual quiet and elegant, her face was slightly red and she fought back against Shuanglu, and began to laugh at her.

Leng Chen and Bai Ye were happy to watch the two women fight, and the laughter of the two women like silver bells added an indescribable charm to this vast snow curtain and this golden dusk.

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The Cold Night Empire, the Great Iron City, in an ordinary wooden house. Under the dim light, the sound of ping-pong iron is like a piece of music, intermittently adding a touch of color to this quiet and empty night.

A tall, burly figure, sweat beads on his bronzed skin, holding the red-hot iron with one hand and the pitch-black hammer with the other, he kept tapping the already red iron in his hand. After a long time, he stopped his work and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"I said you are a wine Mengzi, you can't help me, it's been eight thousand years, it's really ......"

A man, sitting in the corner, adding charcoal to the stove, and sometimes picking up the flask sitting on the stove to add himself a glass of soju, with a frosty face, a messy hair with stubble on his chin and that drunken look, looks extremely decadent and depressed.

"I'm a hunter, and I don't know how to work iron...... I won't ......," the man said with another sip of wine.

"When I'm done with this, it's time for me to go north with you. ”

"What, you've been a blacksmith for thousands of years, and you don't want to do it now?"

The man put down the iron and hammer in his hand, picked up a glass of soju, and drank it bitterly. "It's 10,000 years, 10,000 years, and some people should die. After drinking, a glint flashed in the man's eyes, as if he was telling a very ordinary matter.

"Yes, but you better strike the iron quickly, we owe Lao Yang Tou the money for soju, but it's all up to you. The man lowered his glass and groaned slowly.

"You still have the face to say, I didn't work so late, it's not because of you, you have a black heart, so I have to make forty farm tools for others. The strong man's face was full of rage, and he grumbled while he picked up the iron and the hammer and struck it.

"Hahahaha, who told you kid to owe me my life. The man laughed, and then he took out a horn bow and stroked it gently with his large, calloused hand. He looked out the window, the starry night sky and the scene of the ancient battlefield fighting.

"Where the hell are you, my son?" the man took another sip of soju, closed his eyes, put down his glass, held his bow, and cowered in the corner, in the dim light, and fell into a deep sleep. In the dream, it was another world for him.

The sturdy man glanced at the man and let out a sigh.

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North, 100,000 mountains. In a cave on a high peak, the moonlight reflected through the gap in the top of the mountain on an altar, a stone statue appeared to sit cross-legged on the altar, countless mysterious runes moved around the stone statue, and a group of people dressed in purple robes stood around the stone statue, they were chanting and performing strange and mysterious rituals.

After a long time, the stone statue gradually opened its eyes and stood up from the altar. Purple True Yuan with incomparable power surrounded him, and terrifying coercion came from above his body.

"Welcome to my Son. And they fell on their knees and saluted the statue.

"If I go one of them, I will sweep away all the enemies of the world. The stone statue shook, and the stones on its body immediately turned into nothing, revealing a purple-haired young man. The surging True Yuan surged, and he raised a hand, and his five fingers gradually came together. Immediately, dozens of magic weapons shimmered with different colors, breaking away from their master's grasp and bombarding him head-on.

Countless priests looked at the purple-haired young man, only to see that those magic weapons had just hit his body, and then fell to the ground, turning into pieces of waste. "Congratulations to the Son on his accomplishments. Another earth-shattering shout.

These disciples are from the Northern Wilderness Ancient God Sect, and the Northern Wilderness Ancient God Sect is one of the top super Dao sects in the northern realm, and the so-called Holy Son and Holy Maiden are the most outstanding figures in the younger generation of this sect. And for this Beifeng Frontier Trial, the Northern Wilderness Ancient God Sect sent a total of two holy sons and two holy daughters.

This purple-haired young man is one of them, his name is Ziyang, and he is practicing the method of the teaching "Canggu Luoyang Sutra" in these 100,000 mountains, this is his last chance. In order to cultivate this inheritance method, he had already missed the opportunity to enter the Beifeng Frontier Trial four times.

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Scenes like this are playing out in the entire wasteland, especially in all corners of the north, and hidden genius monsters are constantly born, causing major earthquakes in the north.

For a month, all living beings, no matter where they are, have only one month to go to the Beifeng Frontier, and once this month has passed, the Beifeng Frontier will seal the entrance, and the monks who cannot arrive on time can only stand in front of the secret realm and sigh, they can only wait for the next opening of the secret realm in 10,000 years.

What's more, every time the Beifeng Frontier is opened, it will appear in different places in the north, so those who can enter the Beifeng Frontier sometimes really depend on chance. However, there is still a restriction on the creatures who want to enter, and the cultivation must not exceed the middle level of the god transformation stage.

When night falls, everything in heaven and earth is shrouded in darkness, and the cold wind blows and the sky is full of snow. "Senior brother, there is a house ahead. Leng Chen's voice sounded, she pointed forward with her hand, and the three of Bai Ye looked in the direction of her finger, and there was a wooden house not far away, brightly lit.

"I'll take a look. Bai Ye nodded and walked forward quickly.

Inside the hut, the blacksmith naturally struck iron and forged his farming tools, while Orion still sat in the corner like a drunkard, drinking heavily. There was a knock on the door, and Orion struggled to get up from the ground and open the door.

"Excuse me, big brother, I wonder if you can stay here for a few of us. "A young man, dressed in a wide black robe and with white hair as white as snow, stood in front of Orion. "Yes, if you have wine. Orion opened his mouth and exhaled a heavy smell of wine.

"Excuse me. Bai Ye shook his hand, and ten altars of ice appeared on the table in the wooden house. "Don't pay attention to him, the miscellaneous family is a vulgar family, and they can't drink so much, five altars, five altars are enough. The blacksmith stopped what he was doing, waved his hand at the white night, and then pushed the five jars of wine over.

"Three senior sisters, come in. Bai Ye waved his hand outside the house, signaling the three girls of Leng Chen to enter the wooden house. "Excuse me. After the three girls entered the wooden house, they saluted the two blacksmiths and hunters.

"It's not in the way, if you don't dislike my iron, it will affect your rest. Once again, the blacksmith took his iron and hammer and struck it in a ping-pong manner.

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