The Kunlun Mountains are the backbone of the mountainous areas in western China, and the Kunlun Mountains have a prominent position as the "ancestor of all mountains" in the cultural history of the Chinese nation.

The air is thin, the mountains are rolling hills, the snow-capped peaks are abrupt, the prairie meadows are vast, and what is even more peculiar is the ubiquitous abrupt ice hills and unpredictable icicles, as well as the permafrost of the plateau.

The mountains are towering like clouds of Kunlun Yuxu Peak, the altitude is about 6000 meters, the ice and snow cover all the year round, the ice cracks on the mountain peaks are deeper than one, not only criss-crossed, but also frightening, the road conditions into the mountain are bad, you need to cross several glaciers, it is only in October that it is extremely cold.

In Yuxu Peak, not too far from the peak, on an extremely steep snow field, a mountaineering team is struggling to advance, this mountaineering team has a total of five people, but the distance between each person has been stretched to nearly 100 meters away, obviously the physical strength has reached the limit.

The wind was bitterly cold and getting colder, and everyone in the climbing team had to crawl with ice axes and steel cones in hand.

"Everyone must persevere, and when we reach the peak, we will be safe!"

The leader of the captain gestured downward, signaling that everyone could not give up, if he was angry at this moment, not only would he lose all his previous efforts, but it was very likely that he would not have time to wait for the rescue, and he would fall asleep permanently on the high-altitude ice field and never wake up again.

In fact, everyone in this mountaineering team has begun to regret in their hearts, Yuxu Peak has not been conquered so far, it is because of the harsh terrain conditions and unpredictable wind direction, several of them have ventured to come, and they are already unable to do it at this moment.

For climbers, going down the mountain is even more dangerous, and there is no other way but to go up at the moment!

Only when they reached the summit and flatland, camped and sent out a radio distress signal, was their only belief, and the only way to survive.

Fortunately, the weather was not bad, and there was no blizzard......

At this moment, in the distant sky, suddenly several unusually dazzling balls of light flashed, followed by a dull rumbling sound.

It was incessant, and there was even a slight vibration on the front.

The leading captain was horrified.

He didn't know how the sound of the impact was produced in the distance, but he knew that the slightest vibration could have very fatal consequences on this ever-changing, ice-creving peak snowfield!

Sure enough, the summit also began to rumble.

"Oh no!

The captain of the Captain was in a rage, turned around and waved desperately downward.

However, it was too late, and from the peak, countless scattered pieces of snow rushed down.

In just an instant, the snow blocks formed large flakes of snow, mixed with countless ice slags and gravel, pouring down.

To everyone, crushed with a thunderous force!

It's over! The members of the mountaineers had desperate looks on their faces.

Their physical strength is already close to running out of oil, and on this steep snowfield, once an avalanche, there is no life!

Seeing the snow curtain covering the sky, surging wildly.

The mountaineers closed their eyes in despair one by one.

However, in the next moment, they felt that their bodies were light, and they rose into the clouds.

Why, is this what death feels like?

They couldn't help but murmur inwardly.

The wind was whistling in my ears, and the imaginary pain and suffocation did not come.

In just a minute or two, they felt that they had their feet on the ground again, and they were steady.

"Where is this, am I dead? ”

The captain was the first to open his eyes and muttered to himself.

What catches your eye is a slightly gentle front, and it can be said that the wind and waves are calm here.

But you can still hear the rumbling sound of an avalanche on the back slope in the distance.

"This is ......," exclaimed the only female member of the team, who also opened her eyes and disbelieved.

Then the rest of the team opened their eyes and froze completely.

It was obviously on another slope, and it was only a minute or two.

What's going on, when will they teleport?

"It's the day of the month. ”

At this moment, a faint voice sounded.

Everyone hurriedly turned back, and then they saw a young man standing on a steep rock not far away, walking on the ground.

"You, how do you ......"

The members of the mountaineering team were like ghosts, and their eyes widened, and this person was dressed in a strange dark robe, which was very thin.

But standing in the cold wind, he seems to be unaware.

"Did you save us?" asked the female team member in disbelief.

"Let me ask you, what time is it?" said the young man in the black robe, impatiently.

The captain hurriedly told the month and day.

As for the Xuanpao man, that is, Emperor Zhao Daxian, who had just come out of the Holy Domain, nodded slowly.

Sure enough, the estimate was about the same, and three months passed.

"Are you mountaineers?" asked Zhao Junyu expressionlessly.

The members of the mountaineers nodded blankly, and the scene in front of them completely violated the common sense in their minds, and they had not yet reacted.

"Go down, the top of the peak is bare, there's something to see. ”

Zhao Junyu frowned, and did not wait for everyone to answer.

With a wave of one hand, the five mountaineers only felt that their bodies were light again, and it seemed that an invisible big hand grabbed them and flew up.

This time they secretly opened their eyes and looked at it a few times.

"Mom, I'm flying. ”

"It's not a hallucination. ”

"Oh my God!"

In a short time, they landed on a flat ground on the mountainside, where the leeward wind was calm, and the terrain was much calmer, and they could camp for help.

"Alright, you can figure out how to get down the mountain yourself. Zhao Junyu turned his head and said lightly.

Regardless of everyone's reaction, they just stepped away!

"It's a fairy, it's really a fairy!"

"We have been rescued by the gods!"

"Thank you Daisen for the rescue!

Several mountaineers watched Zhao Junyu walk away, and then they reacted, knelt down in unison in the direction he left, and kept bowing their heads desperately.

This magical experience became an unforgettable fragment of their lives, and it was passed down from ten to ten to hundred, and later Zhao Junyu was depicted as the image of the mountain god of Kunlun Mountain.

At this moment, Zhao Junyu frowned slightly, looking at the place where the light ball had just been hit in the distance.

The light flickered, the energy vibrate, and there was a faint shout.

Obviously, there are cultivators fighting there.

Zhao Junyu didn't want to be nosy, and was about to turn around and leave, but at this time,

"Robert, you have the audacity!"

"Dare to steal my Huaxia dragon vein, it's a heinous crime!"

"We, the Huaxia Ability Bureau, will never let you go, just grab it quickly, otherwise you will be killed!"

An angry shout reached Zhao Junyu's senses far away.

"Haha, Chen Nantian, you Huaxia people are all rice buckets. ”

"I'm here, you're here to get me!"

Then, a smug hoarse laugh also came.

Zhao Junyu's figure was stunned, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he turned into a ball of light and left.

(Po Sing Shek Academy)