Just when Liu Dayou and Yan Wuhuan were discussing with divine thoughts in the sky, in the camp tent where Ye Ming and the others were, all the Dacheng monks were also discussing things. Xin Yuqi asked Ye Mingdao: "The teams led by the two senior uncles, Yulin and Mingzhu, have all chosen the camp pointed out by Sect Master Liu, why do you insist on staying here?" ”

Nian Qiuye said on the side: "Actually, this is not what my master means alone, we don't like to follow that Liu Dayou very much, even if he has no malicious intentions, who knows what other tricks there are?" Besides, we've built a strong dirt slope to keep the wind out, and the snow just falling doesn't matter. Even if the weather gets worse after a while, we can find a better camp on our own, and there is no need to stay in a designated place for Liu Dayou. ”

Xin Yuqi covered his mouth and smiled: "Autumn Leaf Fairy, I know you don't like Liu Dayou, in fact, I don't have a good impression of him, I just asked." I have a feeling that if it takes a while, the wind and snow here will get heavier and heavier. ”

Ye Ming coughed and said: "I discussed with Wuwei Friends to build the camp here for the time being, in addition to the reasons that Qiu Ye said, there are two more important considerations. ”

The camp is built in such an unobstructed open place, first of all, the view is good, there is no obstruction around, it is easy to look, and various situations can be found in time.

On the other hand, their camp was closest to the entrance to the jasper lake in the snow-capped mountains, and as soon as they walked through the passage from the side of the small basin, if the weather was fine, they could see the camp from the height, and it was not very far through the gravel beach and meadows. Latecomers are unaware of the conditions in the basin, and there is no guarantee that everyone will be able to enter the snow-capped Jasper Lake at the right time and find a place to hide in the event of a storm, so the camp can be a refuge.

No one knew how many more disciples and monks from various sects in Kunlun would come, and if someone happened to enter the Snow Mountain Jasper Lake near dusk, they would be able to see a camp here. While he was still walking in the open area, the storm came. There is also a place to hide from being injured or killed.

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Ye Ming is right, staying here and camping can really save people, and the first person to be rescued is the Sanxian Dao people. It was nearly dusk when the Sanxian Daoist passed through the passage, and the beautiful scenery of the snow-capped mountains under the sunset made him feel dizzy, and he stood on a high place and admired for a long time, and then walked down the rocky beach with his back hand.

From a distance, the Sanxian Daoist saw that there was a circle of crater-like dirt slopes on the edge of the meadow and jungle, surrounded by seven tents in the middle, and the layout was vaguely in a mysterious formation. At first glance, it is a camp established by the organized Kunlun faction, which is very eye-catching. He came to see the excitement and try his luck, and of course he wouldn't be with those people. And everyone is not familiar with each other, and it is even worse to break into other people's camps. He had been taught in the Ten Thousand Variations Sect.

So the Sanxian Dao people did not go in the direction where the tent camp was located, but walked through the meadow along the stream to reach the lake. No sooner had he reached the edge of the jungle than a storm rose from the lake, swirling and spreading more and more violently. Snow and gravel shoot like arrows in the wind, and ordinary human roots are unstable, and when exposed to the storm, their flesh and blood will blur even for a moment.

The Sanxian Dao people didn't pay much attention to it at first, and unfolded the magic weapon to protect themselves. His ritual is like a cage and like a barbecue. When it comes out, it can lock up the opponent, but at this moment, it turns into a cage and envelops itself in it, surrounded by a faint red light, which not only blocks the wind but also keeps warm. But he soon realized that something was not right. Although his cultivation can protect himself for the time being, if he walks against the storm all night, I am afraid that the consumption of divine qi will be extremely great, and he may also be injured.

The Sanxian Dao people decided to build a nest on the spot and quickly dig a hole in the ground to get in. But it's not easy to dig a hole at this time. He was sacrificing magic weapons to resist the storm, and the mana was not very deep. And he saw the cold water gushing out. Two feet below the vegetation here is rubble, and there is no strong burrow, and there is a stream passing nearby, and the stream seeps through the rubble.

The wind and snow of the call sign blocked the divine sense, making it difficult for the Sanxian Dao people to distinguish the situation in the distance, so they could only follow the direction in their memories and walk towards the camp they had seen. It was completely dark, the storm was getting more and more violent, and if it weren't for the magic power, I am afraid that it would have been swept away long ago. Moving forward with the direction judged by the Yuan Shen, he sacrificed the magic weapon to protect his body, and the support became more and more difficult.

At this moment, a divine thought penetrated the wind and snow and imprinted into the Yuan Shen, and a voice said: "This Taoist friend in the wind and snow can come here to take refuge for a while." ”

This is the summoning of Ye Ming, the head of the Carefree Sect, to guide the Sanxian Dao people in the storm to enter the camp for refuge, and there is also a clear orientation and terrain display in the Yuan Shen. With the cultivation of the Sanxian Dao people, although he couldn't see the situation in the distance clearly and knew where the camp was and how to go, with Ye Ming's guidance, it was faster and safer, and at the same time, he was relieved.

Ye Ming had discovered the Sanxian Daoist before the storm started, and he also knew that this monk might be in trouble, so he tried his best to expand his divine sense in the blizzard, and sure enough, he found the Sanxian Daoist and immediately sent him a rescue signal. The Sanxian Dao people crossed the dirt slope in the strong wind and reached the camp, and they suddenly felt a sense of relief. This circle of dirt slopes encloses an area of about a dozen zhang square, with a height of more than five meters, and seven tents are supported in the center of the clearing, which is obviously guarded by a formation.

The behavior of the Sanxian Daoist was much more decent than when he visited the Ten Thousand Variation Sect, he did not rashly break into the magic circle, and saluted with his fists from a distance outside the tent: "I don't know which master rescued him?" In the next three fresh grateful! With a divine thought in his voice, he introduced himself as a monk from Kunlun Wonderland, who had been traveling in the red dust some time ago, and recently heard that the magical gate general had appeared, so he rushed to this snow-capped jasper lake.

Ye Ming replied in the tent: "I am Ye Ming, the head of the Xiaoyao Sect, and I have led the monks of various factions with the elders of the Xuanyuan Sect. …… If a fellow worker is in trouble, he should help each other, but it is just a gesture. Although there is no wind outside, there is still a deep cold at night, so please go to this tent to avoid the cold. ”

Sanxian Daoren: "Late at night, I don't know if I disturbed the seniors' Qing Xiu?" If it's not convenient, I'll spend the night outside the tent. ”

Ye Ming: "This big tent is very spacious, only me and Wuwei friends are here, you can come in." …… As for the rest of the tents, they are all Dacheng nuns of various factions, which is really a bit inconvenient. ”

Sanxian Daoist got clear permission, and then walked into the magic circle and entered the big tent in it, this special tent is indeed very spacious, and there are two private rooms separated by a felt curtain at the back, which is the temporary practice retreat room for Ye Ming and Wuwei, but now the two seniors are in the front hall of the big tent, and they take turns to carry out the divine sense on duty at night.

Sanxian Daoist entered the account and saluted, found a cushion in the corner and sat down very regularly to cultivate his spirit, and secretly said in his heart that this tent was really magical, and he couldn't feel the cold of the outside world at all.

Idle, the two seniors asked a few more words about his origin. Sanxian Daoist replied in as much detail as possible, he came from Kunlun Wonderland on a wonderful flying boat, wanting to see the prosperity of the red dust, and at the same time looking for opportunities for cultivation and refinement. When he first entered the human world, he didn't know a lot of rules, and he made jokes and offended fellow cultivators, so he asked so carefully before entering the account today. He also mentioned his experience in the Ten Thousand Variations Sect, and both Ye Ming and Wuwei smiled.

Wuwei smiled and asked, "It turns out that you are also a demon cultivator?" …… We all know Mr. Cheng, you did make a joke at the beginning, but this person has not experienced it in vain. ”

Sanxian Daoist asked rhetorically: "Didn't the seniors see that I was a demon cultivator?" ”

Ye Ming: "You didn't reveal your original body, besides, in the midst of that storm, how can we recognize you as a demon cultivator?" At this moment, sitting in the tent to cultivate your spiritual energy, I realized that the rhythm characteristics of your vitality are different from ordinary people, but with your cultivation, the old man and Wuwei Chang can't see what your original body is. In this regard, we can't compare to the total number of changes. ”

While he was talking, Wuwei Chang suddenly let out another divine thought: "Five Daoists in the storm, please don't go in that direction. There is a place to take refuge and spend the night temporarily. ”

It was close to dusk that day, when more than a group of people entered the Jade Lake in the snow-capped mountains, and not long after the Sanxian Daoist walked out of the passage, five more monks came, and they had just walked across the gravel beach to the edge of the meadow when a storm came. These five people are all demon cultivators, but their cultivation is far inferior to that of the Sanxian Daoists, and they turned into their original bodies on the spot and wanted to make holes to hide, but they failed. They lost their way in the storm and scurried around, but they happened to be discovered by the five flavors who unfolded their divine senses, and they were guided by their divine thoughts in time.

The storm had a great limit on the distance of divine sense, and after a while, Sanxian found that there were five demon beasts coming through the storm towards the camp, and he sighed at the depth of the five flavors. The five-headed demon beast entered the camp and wanted to run in when they saw that there were so many tents, but they were blocked by the formation.

Wuwei Chang said with a divine thought: "There is no wind here, and you can resist the cold of the night with the original body of the demon beast." There are women in the tent, so don't disturb you, just rest yourselves at the bottom of the slope. ”

Wuwei Chang guided the five demon beasts to take refuge, but he didn't let them enter the tent, because those demon cultivators didn't turn into human forms to salute when they came to the camp, and they just wanted to drill into the tent. They were drunk by the five flavors before they knew they were reckless, so they rested against the edge of the dirt slope. There was no wind here, but snow and ice fell from time to time, and it was quite cold overnight. Demon cultivators are demon cultivators, and they have their own methods, and they actually start to make holes on the side of the dirt slope.

The Sanxian Dao people sensed it clearly in the big tent, and the two seniors Ye Ming and Wuwei didn't pay attention to it.

It is impossible to drill into the ground in this area, because there is rubble at a depth of more than two feet, and the icy stream is permeated with it, but it is suitable here because there is a high slope of artificial mounds. When the soil slope was built, it was treated with mana, and it was very difficult to make a hole in it, these five demon beasts were busy all night, and they spent a lot of magic power, and only dug a few cave-like nests on the side of the soil slope when it was almost dawn, and the inside was wide and the entrance was narrow, but it was a good place to hide. But by this time the storm had stopped, and they were choking on exhaustion.