Chapter I

Northwest, Great Snow Mountains.

The mountain is a little high, steep and steep, covered with snow all year round, and the eyes are snow-white.

At the foot of the mountain, three carriages loaded with wooden boxes moved forward slowly, and more than a dozen sturdy men carried knives around the carriage, and a flag was planted on the carriage, with four big characters written on it.

The Four Seas Dart Bureau, the largest dart game in the northwest region, is also famous in the entire rivers and lakes, the total dart head Lin Kuohai is strong in martial arts, has a wide range of friends, and eats both black and white, no matter who mentions it, he will give a thumbs up and praise, it is a character.

A young junior in the team pointed to the towering snow-capped mountains not far away, and asked curiously.

"Chief dart, is this the big snow mountain you often tell us, this looks nothing terrible, not as dangerous as your old man said?"

This remark aroused the echo of many people, in their opinion, there was nothing strange and dangerous about this snowy mountain, and they did not understand why the chief dart head always said that this place was dangerous.

Lin Kuohai is nearly fifty years old, although his hair is gray, but his body is sturdy and strong, and he is holding a machete of human height, which has a majestic and murderous aura.

Lin Kuohai took a sip of the burning knife, glanced at several people with doubts on their faces, and then spoke.

"Walking the rivers and lakes, you can't judge one thing just by what you see, we can't do this, our eyes often deceive you, take this snowy mountain as an example, you think it's dangerous, right?"

Everyone nodded their heads when they heard this, indicating that there was really nothing to fear.

"Then you are very wrong, this snowy mountain is one of the three fierce places in the rivers and lakes, known as a thousand people in the mountains, and half a person out of the mountains. Why is it a half-human? Because the one who came out only had his last breath left, not to mention it, let's just talk about an incident five years ago, five years ago, the first master of the young generation of martial arts in the northwest, Qin Wu, known as the little martial god, chased and killed the first wicked person in the rivers and lakes, you know?"

Someone nodded and said: "I know, at that time, this incident caused a lot of uproar in the whole rivers and lakes, it is said that the cause was that Evil Manying killed Qin Wu and his Laozi, and then Qin Wu lasted for three months, and then fought for thousands of miles to chase and kill Evil Manying, but unfortunately there was no news for some reason." ”

Lin Kuohai poured another burnt knife, looked at the big snow mountain in the distance with a leisurely gaze, and said with emotion: "It's not that there is no news, it's just that few people know about it, five years ago, I happened to be passing by with a dart, and I saw Qin Wu chasing and killing the evil man into this big snow mountain." ”

Everyone's eyes widened suddenly, and it was the first time they had heard this statement, remembering that in the past five years, there was no news of Qin Wu or Evil Manying, as a character in the rivers and lakes, this was very abnormal.

They remembered what the head of the dart had just said about a thousand people entering the mountain, half a person out of the mountain, and they glanced at each other, and when they looked at the snowy mountain again, their eyes no longer had the contempt they had before, but were replaced by deep fear.

Seeing that the young people under his command were a lot more cautious, Lin Kuohai nodded secretly, and it was not in vain that he said so much, looked at the sky, and found that it was not too early, so he simply asked people to find a suitable location nearby and set up camp.

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Thousands of mountains and birds fly away, thousands of paths and people disappear, lonely boats, fishing alone in the cold river and snow.

This is the poetry of the predecessors, I have to say, this is a very beautiful picture, a very cold artistic conception, however, for the big snow mountain, this has to be a very high master.

On the top of the snowy mountain, the snow is white, and among the fluttering snowflakes, there are people wearing lily and hats, and they are fishing on the lake in a lonely boat.

Shen Ming felt the force from the bamboo pole in his hand, and knew that another fish had taken the bait, so he pulled the rod, "Whoa!" A snow-white fish jumped out of the lake.

"Huh!"

Shen Ming looked at the snowflake fish in his hand with some surprise, and saw that there seemed to be two small sarcoma protrusions on the fish's forehead, and his eyes showed a very humane look of pleading.

"You've become a fine thing. ”

Since ancient times, there have been records of fish turning into dragons in ancient books and classics, but he didn't expect to meet him today, Shen Ming scolded with a smile, took off the fish and put it back in the lake, the fish returned to the lake, swam happily, and then jumped out of the lake and bowed to Shen Ming in thanks.

Shen Ming waved his hand indifferently, looking at the fish who bowed again and thanked him, and then dived to the bottom of the lake, the smile on his face gradually disappeared, and a look of nostalgia appeared in his eyes.

How many years, how many years has he been here, what is the current situation of the former enemy, and how is the original benefactor doing now?

He didn't know any of this, he only remembered that many years ago, he was chased and killed by the enemy, and in desperation, he broke into the big snow mountain, which is known as one of the three fierce places in the rivers and lakes.

Fortunately, God blessed, not only did he not die, but after nine deaths and many dangers, he got a chance on the top of this snowy mountain.

Half of the "Avenue to Heaven", which records the martial arts that are completely different from the martial arts practiced by the people in the rivers and lakes, the book calls it Xiuzhen, there is the legendary way of the sword immortal, there is the method of calling the wind and calling the rain, and the art of face divination.

All these are the legendary immortal methods, Shen Ming was surprised at the time, and he couldn't believe what was said in the book, so he started to practice with the idea of giving it a try.

Perhaps because of his extraordinary talent, he easily stepped into the threshold, confirming what the book says, and he has been addicted to cultivation ever since.

Decades have passed, and decades of cultivation have brought him to an extremely terrifying realm, and he has a deeper understanding of the world he is in.

Heaven and earth are like cages, all beings are like beasts, and only by transcending this heaven and earth can everyone be at ease.

Not long ago, he had a vague feeling that for this world, it seemed that he only needed to stretch out his hand and push away the cover like a thin veil, and he would be able to see a new world like a fish leaping through the dragon gate.

But in this state, he inexplicably didn't want to reach out to push away this veil, not out of fear of the unknown world, nor out of reluctance to this world, but just inexplicably didn't want to do this, and he had been thinking about why he didn't want to do it during this time.

It wasn't until he saw the fish's actions that he understood why he didn't want to do it.

In this world.

Some kindness, he hasn't paid it back yet!

He has some revenge, and he hasn't avenged it yet!

If there is no grudge or enmity, how can you be at ease!

After figuring out the reason, Shen Ming stretched his brows, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, looked at the sky that was gradually darkening, got up and carried the fish basket, and walked towards the wooden house in the distance on the lake out of thin air.

Where the steps fell, a circle of ripples was stirred, and the ripples quickly condensed into ice and snow lotus, like a dream, very beautiful.

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Shen Ming entered the wooden house and quickly turned around and closed the door to prevent the heavy wind and snow outside from blowing into the house.

"Smack!"

Shen Ming threw the fish basket in his hand aside, then removed the hat and coat on his body and hung it on the wall.

In the wooden house, a one-armed man in a white fur coat came silently when he saw this, picked up the fish basket, and began to work on the side.

The snowflake fish, a specialty of the Snow Mountain, is the best to make sashimi, and the one-armed man's knife skills are very good.

The one-armed man came to Shen Ming with a plate of processed snowflake fish fillets, the fish fillets in the dish were all taken from the fattest part of a snowflake fish, and each fish fillet had a pattern similar to a snowflake, which was extremely beautiful.

He glanced at Shen Ming, who was meditating on his knees, and saw that he had no intention of getting up, so he was not in a hurry, just holding the fish fillet, lowering his eyebrows, bowing slightly, and waiting quietly.

I don't know how long it has been, Shen Ming slowly opened his eyes and looked at the one-armed man waiting respectfully on the side, he was not surprised, he had long been accustomed to such things.

The one-armed man was picked up by him in the snowy mountains a long time ago, and he couldn't remember exactly how long it was, in this mountain, I don't know how many years.

"Ah Qi, pack up your things, and we'll go down the mountain tomorrow. ”

Shen Ming picked up a piece of fish fillet and put it in his mouth, and suddenly said so.

Ah Qi, this is the name that the one-armed man said when he introduced himself, whether it is true or not, Shen Ming doesn't want to pursue it, he only knows that Ah Qi's cooking is very good, as long as it suits his appetite, and the rest is not important to him.

After Ah Qileng was stunned for a while, he realized what Shen Ming had just said, he didn't ask the reason, he just nodded and replied.

"Yes, sir. ”

Shen Ming nodded and stopped talking, and after eating a few more sashimi slices in the dish, he waved his hand to signal that it was okay, and then continued to meditate with his eyes closed and crossed his knees, and Ah Qi took the remaining sashimi to the side and began to eat.

Nothing was said all night, and the next morning was in the morning.

Shen Ming pushed open the door, there was heavy snow outside the house, he tightened the cloak on his body, looked back at the cabin where he had lived for decades with some nostalgia, and said with emotion.

"It's time to go to this place for a while. ”

After saying that, Shen Ming walked out of the wooden house without hesitation, and Ah Qi was silent, just quietly following behind.

After decades of practice, Shen Ming has learned a lot, for example, the danger of this snow-capped mountain, in addition to the natural danger from itself, is more because there is a formation arranged by predecessors on this mountain.

It was only after learning and understanding that he understood how dangerous this formation was, and how lucky he was to reach the top of the mountain in the first place.

However, for the current Shen Ming, this formation is not a big deal, nothing in the world can escape a reason, it is not difficult for those who know, and those who are difficult will not.

And in the past few decades of practice, he has already studied this formation thoroughly from the inside out, without the slightest omission, Ah Qi was saved by Shen Ming when he first studied this formation.

Therefore, the rumored Snow Mountain in the rivers and lakes, thousands of people into the mountains, half a person out of the mountains, does not exist for him, as long as he wants to go out, he can go out, it is as simple as eating and drinking, there will be no difficulty.