Chu Qiguang felt the heat of the Circle of Foolishness, and he knew that the spell that Yi Siman was holding in front of him must be a good thing, and he looked at the other party more and more pleasing to the eye.

This wave of Yisi is not a loss. ’

Seeing the arrival of the old demon of Tongtian, Yi Siman hurriedly took two steps forward and offered a spell, looking at each other expectantly.

Chu Qiguang took the book presented by the other party, opened it and found that it was something similar to a travelogue and diary.

Yi Siman explained, "This is a record of my travels to the Far North, and the spell is at the end. ”

"Oh?" Chu Qi's eyes lit up, and he was not in a hurry to read the last spell directly, but directly read it from the beginning.

Seeing that the old demon seemed to be quite satisfied, and turned his diary page by page, Yi Siman breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, thinking that after reading it, he didn't know if the other party would appreciate him more.

It would be nice to get some guidance from this old demon. ’

With a kind of expectation, Yi Siman waited quietly on the side, not daring to disturb the other party.

Qiao Zhi also jumped on Chu Qiguang's shoulder curiously, and followed the other party to look at the diary in front of him.

"In the twenty-second year of Tiancheng, the eighth day of the seventh month. Today we finally arrived in Lensk, which is already the last stop of Daqian, and further north is the Ural Plateau......"

In response to this sentence, Qiao Zhixin said: "Tiancheng is the era name of Daqian...... Let me do the math...... Tiancheng 22 years...... That is the tenth year of Yong'an, and this year is the sixteenth year of Yong'an, which means that Yisiman went to the extreme north six years ago?"

Thinking of this, Qiao Zhi continued to read it, and found that this diary had not been organized, and it was a bit regular at the beginning, but it was like a personal graffiti in the back, messy, and I wrote it wherever I wanted.

......

In the twenty-second year of Tiancheng, August 18.

The weather is getting colder and colder, and the last time I saw people was more than twenty days ago.

I searched all the way north according to the ancient books of the Emperor Heavenly Dao found on the grassland, but I never found the location of the so-called temple.

Didn't see any banshees along the way.

......

In the twenty-second year of Tiancheng, in September.

I can't remember the exact date.

The mountains on the Ural Plateau are undulating, and the terrain changes greatly, and with the passage of time, many rivers, trees, and mountains have changed dramatically.

To follow the instructions of ancient texts to find the legendary temple here, perhaps it was my whim.

The banshee was still not found along the way.

......

In the twenty-second year of Tiancheng, September (crossed out) October?

As I walked along the Vobol River, the hills in front of me were covered in snow and the water was beginning to freeze.

Did the temple really exist, or was the ancient book just a posterity?

There are still no banshees.

I was running out of my last dry rations, and I decided to look northeast for another ten days, and if that didn't work, I'd go back.

......

When Chu Qiguang and Qiao Zhi read this, they found that the following records became more and more messy and random.

It seems that by this time, Yi Siman at that time did not have too many expectations for finding the temple, but instead had more and more desire for something else, as if he was suffocated.

......

On the first day, except for the mountains and hills, there were no banshees.

The next day, nothing was found, and there were no banshees.

On the third day, the banshee was not found.

On the fourth day, there was no banshee.

On the fifth day, there were no women.

On the sixth day, no

......

The Banshee has been found!

Is there a demon clan here?

It is believed that the indigenous yokai here, whose ancestors may have migrated from elsewhere as brown bears...... I really haven't tried the bear demon...... I don't know what will happen......

......

In the twenty-second year of Tiancheng, about November

The indigenous bear demons are fit, with a lovely plateau red on their faces and a faint wheat color on their skin, which should have received full light.

Their physique is stronger than that of the banshees on the grassland, and they are all about the same height as me, and their legs are so long.

And very welcoming, that savage, primitive, wild temperament...... It made me feel a joy that I hadn't felt in a long time.

I've decided to take a few days of rest here.

......

The next diary content was quickly skipped by Chu Qiguang, and Qiao Zhi looked like he wanted him to stop and watch slowly, but he was a little embarrassed.

......

Tiancheng twenty-three years, spring

It's time to leave.

......

"Damn!" Qiao Zhi couldn't help but scold in his heart when he saw this: "Didn't you say that you would rest for a few days?

But he quickly looked at it with curiosity.

......

The climate on the Ural Plateau is more physically demanding than on the steppes.

During my time of recuperation from the indigenous tribes, I hunted, ate, and slept with them, fought beasts in the bitter cold, and honed my sword skills in the mountains and storms.

In this cold world, everything is so simple and pure, and I feel a rare concentration.

Although there was no qualitative change in my physical body due to the lack of pills, I felt that my sword technique realm had made a huge leap.

When I return to the grassland to recuperate my qi and blood, my strength should be greatly improved.

During my time in the indigenous tribes, I also tried to learn the language of the indigenous people and ask them where the temple was.

According to the oldest witch doctor here, on the top of the mountains in the north, there is a temple of the gods, but it can only be reached after death, which is a gift from the gods to all things.

It sounded like a legend of the Emperor Heavenly Dao Temple being misinterpreted by the natives, so I decided to look for it.

The strongest huntress in the tribe, Aiul, offered to come with me, and I refused.

I'm a werewolf like the wind, and I never stop at a banshee.

Aiul is as pure as a spring on a snowy mountain, and this paradise is more suitable for her.

......

I had been heading north for five days, and I was covered in snow and ice.

The snow-capped mountains seem to be about to reach the sky.

I had to climb up in the wind and snow, and finally I had to turn into a prototype to fight the wind and snow.

......

I was getting closer and closer to the top of the mountain, but the snow was getting heavier and heavier, and I felt the power of some kind of Dao technique in the cold wind, was it set by the Emperor Heavenly Dao?

There's not even a way to make a fire here.

Luckily, your fur is warm enough, and I have the power of the Fifth Realm that she doesn't have.

She hugged me, and we relied on each other, kept each other warm, and resisted the cold together.

It's so warm in her arms.

I'm glad I ended up taking her with me up the mountain.

The good news was that I finally saw what the witch doctor called the temple, a castle of ice and snow that stood on top of a mountain, like a castle in the clouds.

Along the way, we also saw the frozen bodies of many worshippers.

I finally knew why the witch doctor said that this place could only come after death.

There was obviously a wind and snow around the temple that surpassed nature, and this should be the Dao technique set up by the sects of the Emperor Heavenly Dao in the past.

The monsters here don't know martial arts, don't understand Taoism, and they can't crack Taoism without mastering the power of qi and blood, and they will die before they reach the temple.