171, lotus pickers

171, lotus pickers

While flying in the wind and snow. While carrying the spiritual breath, there was no cold feeling.

Mo Tiange thought to himself, in this case, the monks of this extreme northern glacier would have to operate their spiritual energy all the time, and from a certain point of view, wouldn't they have more time to cultivate than ordinary monks? It's not right, this cold wind qi refining cultivator can't resist it, they must have some secret method.

Just thinking about it, the spread out divine consciousness suddenly found traces of living things, Mo Tiange paused, changed direction, and swept towards the northwest.

The divine sense locked, and after flying for a short time, she saw a group of people walking on the glacier, but they were mortals!

She frowned, waved her sleeves, and fell.

The majesty exuded by the Zhuji monk alarmed these mortals, and when they saw her appearance, they bowed their heads one after another, saying, "Knock to the immortal master, knock to the immortal master!" โ€

In the midst of these mortal kneeling sounds. Mo Tiange landed on the ice and spoke: "Who are you?" โ€

Among these mortals, kneeling at the front was a middle-aged man with a full beard, who raised his head at this time and said respectfully: "It turned out to be a fairy, the villain and others have eyes without beads, please forgive the fairy." "The attitude is humble and humble.

Mo Tiange couldn't help frowning: "You don't have to be like this, you guys get up and answer." โ€

"Yes, yes." The man replied repeatedly, then got up and shouted at the people behind, "Fairy, let's get up, let's all get up, let's all get up." โ€

These mortals got up in twos and threes, and Mo Tiange noticed that they were all young and middle-aged men, and there were a few women, who also looked quite strong.

"Fairy, we are from the seal tribe, this is the snow lotus we picked this time, please fairy inspection." As he spoke, he took out a yรน box from his bosom, opened it, and served it with both hands.

Mo Tiange was stunned. This yรน box is used by the monks to collect spiritual grass, and the snow lotus inside is the spiritual grass, what are they doing?

"Are you denying the wrong person?"

Seeing that she didn't accept the box, the man looked at her carefully, and suddenly said, "The fairy is from the south?" โ€

โ€œโ€ฆโ€ฆ Not bad. Mo Tiange looked at this man. Furrowed brows, "What do you mean by that?" โ€

The man smiled honestly: "The fairy is from the south, no wonder I don't know the customs of our extreme north." We are lotus pickers, our immortal masters in the far north, and when we meet lotus pickers, they will exchange spirit stones for snow lotus with us, so ......"

"So that's ......" This far north is really very different from Kunwu. Mo Tiange remembered what he wanted to ask: "You are mortals, why can you withstand this cold wind and snow?" This snowstorm is unusual! โ€

"Ah, doesn't the fairy know?" The man was surprised, "Isn't the fairy from Da'an City?" โ€

"Da'an City?" Mo Tiange paused, remembering that it was said on the yรน Jane given to her by the Ye family that whether it is a monk or a mortal, when going to the Far North, they will pass through Da'an City, which is the last big city from Middle-earth to the Far North, and it is very convenient to supply supplies or inquire about news, so it has become the only way.

"If the fairy is from Da'an City, someone should have already introduced us to the extreme north when the supplies were replenished."

Mo Tiange said lightly: "I came directly to the extreme north from Middle-earth, and I didn't pass through Da'an City-it's better for you to talk to me, if you say it in detail." A reward of its own. โ€

Hearing her last sentence, the man smiled and said again and again: "Yes, yes." The villain will talk to the fairy......"

It turns out that the mortals of the Far North are not the same as Middle-earth and Kunwu, they have no kingdom or city, but are divided into tribes. The tribes are of different sizes, with tens of thousands of people and dozens of people, and there are thousands of tribes of all sizes living in the snowfields of the far north, and the combined population is enough to be compared with the large countries of Middle-earth.

But not all of these tribes were fraternal, some of them married each other, and some of them hated each other. Before the establishment of the Zhengfa sect, each of these tribes had its own immortal cultivators, whom they called shamans. Shamans are often the leaders of the tribe, and if a tribe does not have a shaman, it must pay tribute to the tribe that has a shaman. Shamans are the gods of the tribes of the Far North.

And these shamans are actually just some low-level immortal cultivators, even if they are shamans of large tribes, they are only in the foundation building period - this is what Mo Tiange deduced from this man's words.

When the cultivators of Kunwulai established the Zhengfa sect in the far north, they subdued the shamans of the large tribes and ordered that the shamans of all tribes must belong to the Zhengfa sect, and in return, the Zhengfa sect would protect his tribe.

At first, the tribes of the Far North were not convinced, feeling that the Zhengfa sect had broken their traditions. It can be followed by a series of means of the Dharma Sect. The tribes found that with the protection of the Zhengfa Sect, their lives were better, and they gradually became convinced, and the Zhengfa Sect became their new god.

For thousands of years, the Shoho sect has taken firm roots in the Far North, and for this reason, the tribes here have abandoned their traditions. They are no longer called shamans, but are called immortal masters or fairies after the titles of Middle-earth and Kunwu; Their former shaman put on a robe and combed a bun; Even their distinctive language is no longer the primary language, but speaks like the people of Middle-earth and Kunwu; Even their lives are different from those of thousands of years ago.

Once a tribe, they lived by preying on fish and wild animals under the glaciers, which was very hard and prone to death. And after the appearance of the Zhengfa Sect, all the tribes under their protection will receive a spiritual weapon that can help them hunt animals. However, this kind of spiritual weapon needs to be activated by spirit stones, so they organized a team to directly pick lotus and go to the vast snow field to pick snow lotus. Exchange with the monk for spirit stones. Although picking snow lotus is also very difficult, it is much less dangerous than hunting animals.

Because of the powerful power of the Zhengfa Sect, the mortals in the extreme northern tribe respected the immortal cultivators very much, and whenever an immortal cultivator passed by, they would give them a warm reception and show the way. If they're lucky, they can be rewarded with a few spirit stones.

The group of people Mo Tiange met was the lotus picking team of a nearby tribe called seals, thinking that she was a monk of the Zhengfa Sect, so they offered snow lotus.

Listened to these. Mo Tiange nodded, and asked again: "The cold wind here is also difficult for immortal cultivators to resist, you are mortals, why is it not affected?" โ€

The man at the head explained: "The fairy doesn't know anything, this is the effect of Snow Lotus." We people in the far north will scrub our bodies with the soup made of snow lotus every year, so that we are not afraid of the cold wind. โ€

"Oh?" Mo Tiange looked at the snow lotus in the box and became a little interested, "Although this spirit grass is not old, it is full of spiritual energy, and the monks here are actually willing to give it to you mortals?" โ€

"Back to the fairy, there are not many ordinary snow lotuses in our extreme north, so they are not so precious. However, the snow lotus dedicated to the immortal masters is a rare breed and is not easy to find. โ€

"Oh, that's ......"

"Fairy." After the man finished speaking, he raised his head and looked at Mo Tiange again, "I don't know if this snow lotus, are you interested?" โ€

Hearing this, Mo Tiange was puzzled: "Isn't this what you want to dedicate to the monks of the Zhengfa Sect?" Can it also be given to outsiders? โ€

The man smiled respectfully and said, "Fairy doesn't know, the Orthodox Sect does not restrict us from offering snow lotus, and if there are monks from the south coming over, we can also exchange them for spirit stones." I heard from the immortal master of our tribe that this snow lotus can be refined into a kind of Dan yร o, which is only effective for those who have the ability to practice water spells, so the monks in the south will not come to grab it, at most they will exchange some for their own use, which has no effect on the Fa Sect. โ€

"......" No wonder the Zhengfa Sect is the dominant family here, and its unique spiritual roots and spells are the foundation of its school, which both deters and favors mortals, and does not treat each other harshly, and after a long time, mortals naturally truly respect them as gods.

Mo Tiange thought so, reached out and took the snow lotus in the yรน box, looked at it for a while, and asked, "This snow lotus, how many spirit stones do you want to exchange for?" โ€

Hear her ask. The man hurriedly bowed: "How much the immortal master is willing to give, it is a reward for us." โ€

This sentence made Mo Tiange smile, everyone loves to be respectful and flattering, even if this is not sincere, it is comfortable to listen to, not to mention that this man looks sincere, it doesn't look like a fake-the Orthodox Sect is really amazing in this extreme northern land, and it can make these mortals love immortal cultivators so sincerely.

Mo Tiange took out a handful of spirit stones from the Qiankun bag and handed it to the man: "The more is the reward for your answer." "This snow lotus is about ten years old, it is not precious to the monk, she roughly estimated it according to the price of Kunwu's spirit grass, it is worth about ten spirit stones.

The man looked at more than a dozen colorful spirit stones, was surprised, smiled so much that his eyes disappeared, and nodded again and again: "Thank you fairy for the reward." As he spoke, a group of more than a dozen people knelt down and kowtowed again.

Mo Tiange waved his sleeves, and an aura supported them. These people knelt down at every turn, and she couldn't stand it.

"You say, this snow lotus can be boiled in soup to scrub the body, and it can resist the cold wind? Is it the same with the monks of the Orthodox sect? โ€

After obtaining her spirit stone, the man's attitude became more and more respectful, and he bowed down and replied: "We mortals are like this, but, according to the immortal master of my tribe, there is another set of methods suitable for monks in the Zhengfa Sect, which can not only resist the cold wind, but also increase the spiritual energy. โ€

"Oh?" Mo Tiange was a little moved when he heard this, "This method can be allowed to be spread outside?" โ€

"This ...... The villain doesn't know. The man said that, and hurriedly added, "If the fairy is not in a hurry, he can come to our tribe as a guest, and our immortal master happened to come back a few days ago." โ€

Mo Tiange thought about it, anyway, she didn't have any purpose, it didn't matter if she went to this tribe to take a look, it would be better if she could learn more about the extreme north with their immortal master.

Thinking so, she nodded with a smile: "In this case, it will disturb you." โ€

Hearing her response, the man was pleasantly surprised, and hurriedly replied respectfully: "Don't dare, don't dare, the fairy is a guest in our tribe, but it's our honor, fairy, please." โ€

Mo Tiange looked at the snowstorm and said, "I'll give you a ride." As he spoke, he raised his hand, sacrificed the white silk handkerchief, and then played a trick, and the white silk handkerchief instantly expanded. With a flick of her sleeves, her aura erupted, holding up more than a dozen mortals.

It seemed that it was the first time to see such a method, and the leading man was both surprised and delighted, stood on the white silk handkerchief, and said tremblingly: "Fairy, this ......"

"Why, you don't want to?"

The man hurriedly shook his head: "Of course not, there is a fairy to take us back, we are much safer, thank you fairy." As he spoke, he knelt down again.

Mo Tiange was helpless, these people were too respectful to the monks, and they knelt down at every turn.

She raised her hand to stop them: "Stand still, you will show the way." โ€

"Yes, yes. Fairy, our tribe ...... in this direction"

The seal tribe was not far away, with mortals, Mo Tiange didn't dare to fly too fast, but it was only a moment, and he could see the dense snow-white roof below.

For in this far north, there was a scarcity of materials, but there was no shortage of ice, and these mortals used ice to make houses. The temperature in the extreme north is extremely low, dripping water into ice, and the house made of ice is impermeable, not only not cold, but also very warm.

These Mo Tiange were all introduced by this man. This leading man is the patriarch of the seal tribe, Hai Bo, their people from the far north originally did not have a surname, since the establishment of the Zhengfa Sect, they also began to use surnames, their seal tribe, all surnamed Hai.

Looking down from above, a large group of igloos, crystal clear, look very beautiful in the heavy snow.

"Fairy, over there."

Hai Bo pointed the way, and Mo Tiange landed in the open space in the middle of the igloo group.

There were many people in the clearing, each busy with their own business, the women were sewing and drying, and the men were repairing all kinds of utensils and disposing of the carcasses of various beasts. And when they saw them coming down from heaven, they all gathered around.

Falling on the open ground and putting away the white silk handkerchief, Mo Tiange found with a headache that a group of people knelt down around him.

She was helpless, turned her head to Hai Bo and said, "I don't like this, you told them not to kneel." โ€

Hai Bo nodded, stepped forward, and said loudly: "Everyone get up, this fairy doesn't like others to kneel, what should he do!" โ€

Hearing what the patriarch said, these people stood up one after another, some went back to work, and some came to talk to their relatives.

Hai Bo turned around and said to Mo Tiange: "Fairy, please here, our immortal master is here." โ€

Mo Tiange nodded, and followed Hai Bo to the highest igloo.

As he walked, Hai Bo introduced to her: "The immortal master of our tribe is an official disciple of the Zhengfa Sect, if there is anything you want to ask, he must know!" Come on, fairy, please. He lifted the animal skin curtain in front of the igloo and politely invited Mo Tiange in.

Mo Tiange smiled and took the lead in - she had already felt the breath of a foundation building monk above the tribe, and she didn't expect that this tribe with only a few hundred people at most would actually have a foundation building monk.

Inside is a small hall, the furnishings are no different from those of Middle-earth and Kunwu, the difference is the material. Most of the furniture is made of ice, the curtains are made of animal skins, and some teacups and the like are carved from wood.

As soon as he entered the small hall, Hai Bo stood in front of a door curtain and shouted loudly: "Immortal Master, Hai Bo asks to see!" Then he stood respectfully in front of the curtain.

After a while, a voice came from inside: "What's the matter?" โ€

Hai Bo respectfully announced: "There is a fairy who asks to see. โ€

After Hai Bo said this, Mo Tiange slightly released the momentum of a foundation building monk. Sure enough, there was an immediate noise inside, and then someone lifted the curtain and came out.

It was a young man, tall and thin, with a thin face, wearing the robes of the Orthodox Sect.

Mo Tiange raised his hand and was about to salute, but he was stunned: "It's you!" โ€

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