Yang Xiao shrank back, feeling a little cold around him, and found himself in a snowy field.

Not far away, he saw the coffin bearer, the coffin on his back had been lowered by him, but it was still connected with an iron link and locked on his shoulders.

The coffin bearer said, "Wake up!"

Yang Xiao nodded, walked to the coffin man and sat down, took out a pile of wood from the storage ring, lit the bonfire, looked around, and didn't know what kind of place this was, it was very cold, even if he used mana, he couldn't get rid of it, this coldness.

Yang Xiao rubbed his hands to warm his body, and looked up at the other side, "How long have I been unconscious?" “

The coffin man half-opened his eyes, swept his eyes at the bonfire, and frowned slightly displeased, "Seven days"

Yang Xiao was shocked, he felt that he had slept for a while, why did he be in a coma for seven days, looking at the person carrying the coffin, he felt not so surprised, this person was too strong, and it was not impossible to have the means to make him unconscious for seven days.

He recalled that the moment before he fell unconscious, Lord Pinghui seemed to fight with the coffin bearer for him, and asked with concern, "How is Lord Pinghui?" ”

The person carrying the coffin was a little silent, and this time it took a while before responding, "It's okay." ”

Hearing that Lord Pinghui did not have an accident, Yang Xiao was relieved, after all, Lord Pinghui was here to save him, and he didn't want to see Lord Pinghui have an accident because of this.

Looking around, it was snow-white, and the sun in the sky was blocked by this snowlight, exuding a weak light.

Yang Xiao asked, "What kind of place is this?"

He had a map of the Heavenly Domain, but there was no place on the map that corresponded to this place, so he had a bad guess in his heart.

The coffin bearer looked at the coffin on the side, his eyes were full of tenderness, and his tone softened, "Xuanxue Domain in the north of Great Zhou." ”

Yang Xiao's heart sank, he guessed correctly, they left the Heavenly Domain and came to a strange place.

He said, "Now you can tell me, tie ...... Why bring me here?"

The person carrying the coffin got up and put the coffin on his back, walked into the distance, and left a message, "Follow up." ”

Yang Xiao clapped his hands and extinguished the bonfire, although he wanted to say 'Why should the master listen to you', but he was afraid of being beaten to death.

He followed, and the existence of the coffin man made him unable to give birth to the will to resist, because it was not resistance, but death.

Following behind the coffin bearer, Yang Xiao took out a robe made of black bear skin of the Soul Seed Realm and put it on, the environment here was too cold, even if he used his mana with all his strength, he couldn't stop the cold.

Yang Xiao looked at the coffin, which was translucent, but it seemed to be cut off from the view of outsiders by a force.

At first glance, it gives the illusion that you can see inside the coffin, but when you look closely, it seems that you are covered by the stars and you can't see anything.

Yang Xiao thought about it carefully, as if he had seen this material somewhere.

The next moment, his pupils shrank, and he remembered that it was recorded in the chapter of the Wandering Land Master that there was a kind of divine iron named Xingchen Relic between heaven and earth, which was very similar to the material of this coffin.

It is said that the relics of the stars are left after the death of the stars in the sky, and it is possible to leave a piece of the relics of stars the size of a human head after the death of 10,000 stars.

Yang Xiao gasped a big breath of cold wind, the materials that could be recorded by the Wandering Land Master were all materials that could be used to create a divine soldier.

A piece of star relics the size of a human head can create a god soldier, and the coffin of the coffin bearer can also make at least ten pieces, what a luxury!

Thinking about it, being able to sleep in the coffin created by Xingchen Relics must be a very important person who carries the coffin.

The two walked for a long time, and the road was still white, as if there was only snow left between the sky and the earth, and the more he walked, the colder he felt.

Yang Xiao tightened his bearskin coat, looked at the coffin man in front of him who didn't mean to stop, and blew out cold air and said, "Where are we going?

The head of the coffin did not reply: "Daxue Mountain, half a month's journey." ”

When night fell, the night in the Xuanxue Domain was ten times colder than the day, and the cold wind blew on the face like a knife.

Yang Xiao had reason to believe that mortals couldn't stay here for an hour, and even if a cultivator from the Qi Gathering Realm came here, if he didn't leave within half a day, he would die.

It's hard to imagine such a terrible place in the world.

Fortunately, there is still a pile of firewood in Yang Xiao's storage ring, and at night, you can raise a bonfire to resist the past.

Yang Xiao leaned towards the bonfire, and before nightfall, they found a cave, but even though the fire was lit in the cave, Yang Xiao still felt very cold.

And then. The person carrying the coffin threw over a book, and Yang Xiao took it.

Flipping through the book, a light gradually rose in his eyes, this is a book of body refining exercises, called ascetic meditation, this body refining method is to let people practice in a harsh environment, the more harsh the environment, the faster the cultivation speed, it is best to resist the best spiritual weapon with the body.

Of course, you have to do what you can to practice ascetic meditation, and if you endure pain that your body can't bear, you will most likely die on the spot.

On the last page of the ascetic meditation, it is recorded that seven of the ten people who practiced this practice died, leaving three bells, one gave up, one went crazy, and only one person could succeed in cultivating.

In this way, there is only a 1 in 5 probability of surviving, and the probability of 10 of the strength of the force can be successful, which is terrifying to think about.

Yang Xiao spent two hours recording the method of ascetic meditation in his heart.

When it was almost the middle of the night, Yang Xiao ran the exercises, absorbed the cold qi between heaven and earth into his body, and then used his mana to fight against it in his body to dissolve it.

At the beginning, absorbing a wisp of cold qi into his body, Yang Xiao's face turned pale, and it took half an hour to kill the cold qi from his body.

Yang Xiao carefully absorbed a wisp of cold qi again, with the first experience, the time of the second time was reduced by one minute, and by dawn, the time for him to dissolve a wisp of cold qi became five minutes.

Thinking of the sound of iron chains rattling in his ears, Yang Xiao knew that it was time for them to hurry, stopped the operation of the exercises, and got up from the ground.

Clenched his fists, and after a night of cultivation, Yang Xiao felt that his physical body was twice as strong.

The next moment, a cold wind blew, Yang Xiao shrunk his clothes, forget it, his body was twice as strong, and he couldn't even stop a cold wind.

The two set off again, the distance behind was getting colder and colder, and Yang Xiao started the mode of rushing during the day and practicing ascetic meditation at night.

But in the end, on the fifth day, Yang Xiao couldn't stand it, and fell to the ground with a blue face, it was too cold around.

After cultivating for five days, he felt that his physical body could already block mortal weapons, but the temperature at this time was enough to freeze and crack the spirit weapon, if it weren't for the mana in his body to support it, Yang Xiao would have fainted to death.

The person carrying the coffin walked over, and Yang Xiao said in a trembling voice: "I can't do it, I can't walk, if I don't stop and rest for two days, you can just kill me." ”

The coffin man frowned, leaned down and grabbed his arm, Yang Xiao felt a warm mana surging into his body, dispelling the cold.

When he sat up from the ground, the coffin bearer looked into the distance and said, "Find a cave, rest for two days, and then hurry."

In two days, if you can't resist the cold wind, I'll take your corpse up, anyway, a living person is no different from a corpse. ”

Yang Xiao was angry for a while, if he hadn't been able to beat the coffin bearer, he would have rushed up to fight with him.

What? If you can't beat it, it's called desperate, and if you can't beat it, it's called death.

The two found a bear cave, which contained a white bear of the Soul Seed Realm.

Here, he saw an unforgettable picture in his life, the person carrying the coffin actually stabbed the white bear to death with one finger, if he used the spirit decision, Yang Xiao would not be so surprised.

But Yang Xiao clearly felt that the person carrying the coffin did not use a trace of mana, but simply used the power of the flesh to stab the white bear to death, what a huge force this must be.

Yang Xiao thought that the highest level of ascetic meditation was to cultivate the physical body like a superb spiritual treasure.

But the above record is not as terrible as the means of the coffin bearer, and he guesses that the body of the coffin bearer has already surpassed the best spiritual weapon, reaching the point of immortal weapon or even higher.

Yang Xiao stepped forward to skin the white bear and used his crude methods to make a fur coat.

Thinking about this kind of demon beast that lives in cold areas all year round, its fur has a strong function of keeping out the cold, and he is prepared with both hands, in case the penance meditation cultivation is not good, he can also use a fur coat to resist it, otherwise it will really become a corpse and be taken away by the coffin bearer, and there is no place to cry.

In this regard, the coffin bearer closed his eyes and guarded his coffin, ignoring it.

Two days later, the two set off again, and Yang Xiao hid his hands in his fur coat and followed behind the coffin bearer.

As it turned out, two days was really not enough, and he only shortened the time to absorb one wisp of cold qi to three breaths.

Yang Xiao was a little lucky, fortunately there was a white bear in the cave, otherwise he would really become a corpse.

Due to the two-day delay on the road, it took them nine days to see the Great Snow Mountain that the coffin bearer said.

Standing at the bottom of the snowy mountain, Yang Xiao looked up, this is a snow-capped mountain with no top in sight.

Yang Xiao swallowed his saliva, tilted his head slightly and asked, "We won't be going to the top of the mountain, right?" ”

"Keep up. The person carrying the coffin did not answer, but directly commanded, carrying the coffin that would never leave him, and walked towards the mountain.

The morning scene always comes to mind, and from time to time I look at the butcher behind me, except for the wound on his chest that is wrapped in a white cloth, he is an ordinary person.

Trekking in the desert is a very dangerous task, not only to worry about the wind that can hit at any time, but also to guard against jackals.

Originally, there were no jackals in the desert, but since the news of the real dragon came out of the desert, there were many people who came here, and many people did not have the ability to survive in the desert, leaving their lives here, and over time, these beasts that feed on corpses attracted them.

Through the breath of the wind just now, he smelled the smell of corpses nearby, the smell of corpses was a little strong, he was about two months dead, it was an accident to meet a corpse, but it was a good accident, for him, he made an extra profit, and it was possible that he could not earn anything.

Following the smell of corpses, Yang Xiao found a place where there were sand dunes on both sides, forming a valley in the middle, and the smell of corpses he smelled was emanating from the valley.

The body was buried in the yellow sand, and if others would not have found it, it took Yang Xiao an hour to dig the body out of the yellow sand.

The strong smell of corpses came to his face, the owner of the corpse was wearing a black robe, his whole body was rotting, he couldn't tell how old he was, there was a water bladder at hand, but there was no water in it, it seemed that he was lost in the desert, and he died in the desert after drinking the water source.

Yang Xiao took off the rope that tied the corpse and tied the hands and feet of the corpse, the rope was very long, and there was still a section left after the tie, which allowed him to drag the corpse to walk.

"What are you doing here?" the butcher came behind him, the butcher was one and a half times the size of a normal person, but it was not bloated, through his clothes, you could still see his strong muscles, standing behind him, just to block out the sun.

Yang Xiao glanced back, turned his head, and was busy with himself.