After nearly a month of riding a dog sled, I finally entered the northern snowfield.

Along the way, Guo Yang and Anu opened their eyes wide and saw a strange scene in the land of ice and snow, and their hearts were shocked beyond words.

Not to mention the endless snowfield, the strange mountains and strange trees and various birds of prey along the way alone made these two guys with little knowledge stunned.

Either it is a large ice and snow wasteland, and the dog sled can't see the edge for three or four days, or the dangerous peak rises from the ground, and under the bright sunshine, the whole body is crystal clear, as if transparent, shining.

The sky is very blue, that pure blue, without any impurities, and the pure white earth complements each other, even more pure.

Here, most of the birds and beasts are snow-white, and when they saw Guo Yang and others riding a galloping sleigh, they were not afraid, but just stared at these reckless guys with wide eyes and curiosity.

It's a clean world, as if it's eternal.

Mr. Wild Fox wrapped himself tightly in a mink robe, revealing only two high-ranking eyes, and rarely said a word, except for every night when he camped, he drunk and sighed a few words about the unancient people's hearts and the troubled world, and he was silent all day, as if he was recalling something.

Only the green fox, as long as he sees Guo Yang, he will talk non-stop, heartless, dissatisfied with Mr. Wild Fox and Anu's eyebrows and cold, a small face is frozen red, eyes full of excitement, seeing those strange beasts and steep snow peaks, shouting, clapping and exclaiming, innocent.

Overall, Anu was in a good mood, wrapping his body in a mink robe, covering his head and face with a bearskin hat, holding a bag of wine in his arms, taking it out and drinking from time to time, which warmed up his body and relieved his cravings, comfortable and comfortable.

If it weren't for the fact that the green fox was always clinging to Guo Yang, shouting and screaming from time to time, and looking like a little demon fox, Anu might be in a better mood.

"Little vixen!" Anu didn't bother to pay attention to Qinghu, every time she saw her holding Guo Yang's arm and was shocked, she couldn't help but mutter.

Qinghu ignored this, as long as Guo Yang was happy, she would be happy.

Guo Yang's interest is very high, the world is so big, he has been like a dirt bun all these years, except for intrigue, fighting and killing, it seems that he has never calmed down to appreciate the wonders of the world.

Of course, the mountains and rivers, villages and fields of the farming tribes and the vast grassland scenery have their own unique beauty, but Guo Yang has never been so leisurely.

Eliminated the northern monsters and the golden-faced people, and by the way, killed the exhausted Zhou people and the elite of the king's division, which greatly shocked the proud Zhou people and the vassal states, Guo Yang handed over the entire grassland to Agoura, and left Ajiu, Amu, Atu and others along with more than 3,000 cavalry to Agoura, and then took Anu and followed Mr. Wild Fox to the northern snowfield.

Agoura is trustworthy, because she is Guo Yang's mother, Guo Ye.

The new patriarch of the Tengger tribe, Naren Tuoya, is also trustworthy, because she gave birth to a son to Guo Yang, and now, she is still pregnant with one in her belly.

Before leaving, Naren Toya hugged Guo Yang softly, cried a handful of snot and tears, and begged Guo Yang to give the child a good name.

"Let's call Torre, you give me a mirror, and I'll give you a more handsome mirror." Guo Yang looked at Naren Tuoya, who was as docile as a white ewe, and said with some difficulty.

That mother-in-law, as long as she seizes the opportunity, will hang on Guo Yang's body wet.

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All the way to the north, the weather is getting colder and colder, the ice and snow wasteland is gradually decreasing, and the strange mountains and strange peaks are increasing day by day.

The dog sled galloped for more than 20 days, and finally arrived in Lengyun Town.

According to Mr. Wild Fox, in the early years, this place was a small human village, and the whole village lived by hunting and fishing, drinking Maoru's blood, and was almost isolated from the outside world.

Later, Wang Hai, the ancestor of the merchants, came, expanded the village, set up a merchant inn, and began to find a way to do business with the human race and demon race on the northern snow field.

"Merchant ancestors used to be here?" Guo Yang and Anu were very surprised when they heard Mr. Wild Fox's words.

In their impression, the merchant world is only around the Central Plains, and they can't imagine that there have been merchant footprints in the inaccessible place of the northern snow field.

"Your merchant ancestors are very powerful, especially that sixth ancestor Wang Hai, not only is he extremely good at business, and he has done business in many distant places, but also his cultivation method is extremely extraordinary, at that time, he should have reached the peak of human cultivation." Mr. Wild Fox said leisurely.

"So powerful? Doesn't it mean that when the cultivation of the human race reaches its peak, it should be the late stage of the Yuan Infant? That's a thousand years of life, how can you die? Guo Yang asked in astonishment.

"Hey, Terran...... There was a reason why the weakest tribe survived. However, its endless infighting is deadly. Your sixth ancestor, Wang Hai, was killed by his younger brother Wang Heng. Mr. Wild Fox said indifferently, and between his words, he seemed to be quite disdainful of the infighting of the human race.

"What about Wang Heng? can kill an elder brother in the infancy stage, and his cultivation must be very high, right? Guo Yang asked.

"Theoretically, it does. However, these are all rumors, and no one knows how they are. It is said that Wang Heng murdered his own brother and took the position of the leader of the merchant tribe, but he disappeared on a business trip, and he may have been killed. Mr. Wild Fox said.

Guo Yang was silent.

This kind of open and secret struggle between royal blood relatives can be regarded as one of the characteristics of the human race, and how many of the secret past have long been lost in the long river of time, without a trace.

However, thinking back then, the ancestors of merchants were able to do business in the northern snowfield, which really made Guo Yang sigh.

As his descendant, whether it is a royal blood relative, or a descendant of a declining aristocracy like him, he is really ashamed.

Looking at Lengyun Town, which was gradually visible in the distance, Guo Yang was full of curiosity and slowly stood up from the sled.

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Lengyun Town is very small, with dozens of wooden houses built on the mountain, and a small river crosses it, and there is two or three feet of ice on the surface of the river, and the people in the town come and go on the ice, as if they have long forgotten that this was once a river.

When Guo Yang and the others slowly entered the town on a dog sled, a group of half-grown children were playing on the ice.

They smashed a large hole in the ice, held their javelins, and waited patiently, and when the shadow of the fish flashed, the javelins would burst out instantly.

When they pulled the javelin out of the ice hole, a foot-long fish hole would pierce it, and a wisp of blood flowed down the wooden pole of the javelin, which was extremely conspicuous in the ice and snow.

Mr. Wild Fox drove his dog sled slowly across the ice, took off his mink hat and waved it, smiling at the half-grown boys.

The boys were all dressed in white bearskin robes, with bearskin boots on their feet, and most of their heads and faces were wrapped in bearskin hats, leaving only two stunned eyes, bloated like a group of fat little white bears, staring at these outsiders vigilantly.

"Hello, stinky boys!" Mr. Wild Fox said aloud in a strangely pronounced language, and waved his mink hat several times.

This language, quaint and awkward, seems to be composed of simple words above the merchant's bell, mixed with a large number of tongue-curling and nasal sounds, and sounds rather strange.

Before leaving, Mr. Yehu had taught Guo Yang, Anu and Qinghu some simple vocabulary and daily expressions, so general communication was not a problem.

"Where did you come from, old man?" A tiger-looking Terran kid asked hesitantly.

"South, we're from the South, pretty lads." Mr. Wild Fox said with a smile.

"They're from the South!"

"Where is the South?"

"It's far to the south, and I've heard it's very close to the sun."

A group of half-grown children who were tightly wrapped in white bear skins were talking, and when they looked at Guo Yang and the others, their eyes were a little less vigilant and full of curiosity.

"Boys, we want to stay, is there an inn in town?" Mr. Wild Fox asked with a smile.

"What is an inn?" A rather handsome boy asked.

"Inn...... It's a place for guests to stay. Mr. Wild Fox was stunned by the question, so he had to change his statement.

"Yes, but all those who come to the town should first go to the house in Yakutia, and Uncle Yakutia will designate a place for you to build a wooden house." The half-grown man with clear eyebrows said.

"Uncle Yakutia? Well, which young man can take us to Uncle Yakutia's house? "Mr. Wild Fox looks fairy-like, but it's quite reassuring.

"More than 300 steps forward, Binghe's left hand, the tallest wooden house is Uncle Yakutia's house, it's easy to find." The other half-sized man stretched out his bloated arm and pointed not far away.

"Okay, thank you, boys!" Mr. Wild Fox smiled, waved his mink hat at the half-grown boys, and drove slowly on the dog sled, and soon came to the tall wooden house.

Uncle Yakut was a tall and burly middle-aged man, with black hair, yellow skin, and half-squinted eyes, which were like two slits, except for the slightly deep eye sockets and a slightly larger nose, his appearance was very similar to that of a merchant.

He was the first to discover Guo Yang and others.

At that time, he was throwing a few pieces of hard ice into the large copper tripod, intending to melt and stew a clot of venison.

He was slightly stunned when he saw the dog sledding speeding towards him on the ice field in the distance. When he looked closely at the three and one small man sitting on the sleigh, his heart tightened, and he easily shoved a sharp knife into his bearskin robe.

He hadn't seen anyone outside of the snow for as long as Uncle Yakut could remember, so he was wary of all outsiders.

On the vast snowfield, Terran villages like Lengyun Town can be counted on their fingers, definitely no more than seven or eight, and everyone basically knows each other.

Although these people covered their faces with mink robes and hats, Uncle Yakutia could tell at a glance that these four people must be strangers who broke in from outside.

Because, the people on the snowfield are all wearing white bearskin robes, white bearskin boots, white bearskin hats, and even those small objects used to warm their hands and ears are all made of white bearskin.

These four people are dressed in a variety of ways, including mink skins, bear skins, deer skins, and a colorful animal skin, which should be the legendary leopard skin.

Uncle Yakut threw a few thick logs into the fireplace, opened the door, and walked out, just in time to meet Guo Yang, Mr. Wild Fox, Anu and Green Fox who had jumped off the sleigh.

"A guest from afar?" Uncle Yakut frowned and asked, speaking the same quaint language, except that the tongue curl and nasal sound were thicker.

"Yes, Uncle Yakutia, we are from the south and want to buy some precious skins and medicinal herbs." Mr. Wild Fox greeted him with a smile, pressed his left chest with his right hand, turned his head and face slightly to the left, bowed without humility or arrogance, and performed the ancient rites of merchants.

Guo Yang, Anu and Qinghu also stepped forward, pressed their right hands on their left chests, and gave a salute.

Uncle Yakut glanced at the four strangers, frowning slightly, as if he was hesitating.

However, he pondered for a moment, and then returned the salute, also pressing his right hand on his left chest, his head and face slightly left, bowing, and the same merchant ancient ceremony.

It seems that Mr. Wild Fox is right, there are indeed traces of merchant ancestors on the northern snowfields of this distant land, and judging by his black hair and yellow face, it seems that he is a descendant of merchants.

"Guests from the south, you haven't come to Lengyun Town for hundreds of years, welcome to Yakutia!" Uncle Yakut saw that these strangers were quite polite, and his heart was a little relieved, and he said with a smile.