Before dawn broke, the snowflakes began to thin and thinner until they stopped falling. As silent as it was when it came, it was as silent as it was when it left.

The sky is clear after the snow, and the air is very fresh in the cold and lonely morning! When the fiery red morning sun rises, sprinkling thousands of warm golden rays into the mountain pass, the earth is immersed in a cold air.

The warm sun shines on the surface of the hot spring pool, and a golden mist rises. Bian Yao sat and lay in the hot spring, let out a few confused babbles from his mouth, then slowly opened his eyes, suddenly looked up at the empty opposite side, and quickly turned his head to scan the surroundings, and there was a trace of doubt in his eyes.

"Where did the man who claimed to be the 'musician' last night?" Bian Yao's brow twisted into a small pimple, and he struggled to remember what happened last night, while at the same time suspecting that he was hallucinating. But the memory is so clear! He even remembers the dialogue clearly, but he doesn't know how he fell asleep?

After thinking for a long time, Bian Yao shook his head vigorously, turned his head and looked to the east, and his eyes reflected a warm red. He reluctantly stood up from the hot spring, and a chill came from all sides in an instant. He quickly pulled out the space bag from under the rocks, took out the clothes from it and quickly put them on, and then buried himself in the vicinity to check it.

There was hardly any snow around the pool, and the ground was wet. There was a thin layer of ice in some places, and there was no suspicious trace, and the same was true in places where there was snow on the periphery, and even if the man had left footprints last night, they had long since been buried by the falling snow.

After a stick of incense, Bian Yao could only reluctantly choose to give up and set off on his way.

"I don't even know what he looks like, so it's a hallucination!" he thought.

The snow is so deep that it can reach your knees in many places, making it difficult to walk long distances. Bian Yao's whole body was hot, but the shoes on his feet were a little clammy and cold, and he took off his thick robe and hurried away wearing only two gray cloth clothes.

Two hours later, Bian Yao stopped on a small mountainside, and he felt that he was lost. The scene in the mountains, which was not easy to make out in the first place, is now covered in a thick layer of snow and ice, and it looks like it is almost everywhere. Without a reference, he couldn't be sure if he was on the same path he had come.

The midday sun shone on the snow, dazzling. Bian Yao squinted his eyes and swept around, and found a snow-covered stone not far away, so he rolled his eyes and walked over to remove all the snow on the stone, so that the stone could reveal its complete appearance. He wanted to use this stone as a test to see if his cultivation had improved.

The "Illusory Illusion" used by the dream cultivator is a technique that is subject to many restrictions, and those things that appear out of thin air are not created by casual imagination. In order to create an illusory object using this technique, it is necessary to imprint the appearance of the original object or the reference object deeply in the mind, and then use the illusory illusion to create it.

Bian Yao's eyes widened, carefully observing the stone in front of him, and secretly recorded it firmly. After a few moments, he closed his eyes slightly, trying to sketch out the shape of the stone in his mind, repeating it many times.

About half a moment later, Bian Yao suddenly opened his eyes, and at the same time reached forward with his finger, and quickly flicked his finger down.

In mid-air, a cyan stone appeared out of thin air, and its appearance was no different from the one on the snow. In the blink of an eye, the stone fell, smashing the ground into a pit of snow nearly a foot deep, before disappearing without a trace.

Seeing this scene, Bian Yao couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, and his face showed an irrepressible look of joy.

The ability to materialize illusory objects is something that only later dreamwalkers can do, but this is only the minimum degree of materialization, and it can only exert the effect of the original physical object. For example, the big bluestone in front of him is about 100 catties, and the later dreamwalker used the Illusory Dream Shadow to create it, but it can only weigh ten catties, so the destructive power is very low. Of course, with the improvement of the realm, the efficiency of materialization will gradually increase, and if the person who created this stone is an early dreamer, its weight can reach twenty catties.

It is also worth mentioning that because the technique of "Illusory Dream Shadow" requires a lot of spiritual power, especially when the created object has the ability to materialize, the spiritual power consumed is greatly increased!

Bian Yao jumped lightly and sat on the bluestone, looking ecstatic. Even if the lethality of the materialized body is very limited, it is many times better than the illusory. Although it required a lot of spiritual power, the effect of this limitation on him was so weak that it was almost negligible.

After the joy, Bian Yao naturally thought of another question. The old ghost once said that after he broke through to the late stage of Dream Walker and had a certain ability to protect himself, he could execute the plan. Perhaps, when we return to the Imperial City, we will have something to do. Now I can use the dream clone proficiently, but I can't cultivate the "split mind technique" for a long time, so the use of the dream clone has been discounted. In addition, being able to make the body silently disappear into the void should also be regarded as a kind of self-preservation ability, but there are still many problems that have not been clarified.

After thinking for a while, he thought of the pair of sisters and brothers in the palace. "Presumably both of them should have thought they had died. That's not bad!Just cut ties with the siblings, and have to do it sooner or later anyway, otherwise it will affect the implementation of the plan!" Bian Yao sighed softly, and a little dazed look appeared on his face.

"No matter! Let's go back to the Imperial City and think about other things. Bian Yao stood up and said to himself, then shook those chaotic thoughts out of his mind and continued on his way.

Even if you get lost, you can tell the direction based on the trajectory of the sun. The Qianlian volcanic complex is located to the east of the Imperial City, and you only need to go west.

Half an hour later, Bian Yao climbed to the top of the mountain and stopped next to a large tree covered with snow, and the heat kept coming out of his mouth.

In fact, after a heavy snowfall, whether it is day or night, walking on mountain roads is an extremely unwise choice. And at this moment, he is dressed in gray clothes, and he can be regarded as a very conspicuous existence in the whiteness. And hidden crises often happen in an instant, without warning.

Suddenly, an icy chill ran across his back. Bian Yao's face was startled, and the Wusha short sword instantly appeared in the palm of his hand, and at the same time, his feet that were deep in the snow suddenly kicked hard, his body jumped up, and he spun around in mid-air, staring behind him.

I saw a snow hole appear under the big tree just now, and next to it stood a huge white-haired bear, about a foot high, staring at him with a pair of blood-red eyes.

As soon as Bian Yao's legs hit the ground, he secretly cried out bitterly. This foot of snow is a serious limitation of his mobility. It's not that he's afraid of this snow bear, it's just that he doesn't like to do it in this environment, because his actions are restricted and hindered, and he can't use his full strength It feels very uncomfortable! Although when he first trained with the old ghost, he didn't fight in his own unfavorable environment, but he really couldn't let himself like this feeling of limited strength.

In a white world, snow bears have the same coat color as snow, which is a very annoying thing. There had been a lesson from being raided once, and he didn't dare to guarantee that there were no other bear dens in the vicinity, so he didn't dare to be careless.

A person and a bear confronted each other like this, and Bian Yao could feel the chill in his back, faintly mixed with a hint of hot burning sensation.

"It seems that it is not only the clothes that have been scratched, but also the flesh and skin. It's been a long time since I've moved my skills, so let's play with it with a stone. Thinking of this, he stuffed two spirit fruits that were curative on flesh wounds into his mouth, tightened the Wusha sword in his hand, and decided to take the initiative to attack, so as to take the lead.

Bian Yao raised his left finger and handed it to the snow bear, and a large bluestone appeared in mid-air, flying towards the target without stopping.

The snow bear standing under the tree suddenly opened its huge jaw, let out a dull roar, and its huge forepaw swung out, smashing the oncoming stones into the air.

Bian Yao's body suddenly jumped and began to move quickly around the snow bear, his fingers frequent, and stones flew out of thin air one after another. The snow bear twisted its tall body and fluttered its forepaws in a panic to attack the flying stones, and its tall body was occasionally hit by stones, but this was tantamount to itching for it, and it could not cause it the slightest substantial damage.

The ice and snow on the ground kept flying and dancing because of the movements of one man and one bear. Before I knew it, half a pillar of incense had passed. The huge body of the snow bear rolled and writhed awkwardly in the snow, and he was so preoccupied with slapping the flying stones that he forgot about the "culprit".

Bian Yao got closer and closer to it, and when the distance between the man and the bear was only a foot away, he suddenly shook, suddenly flashed behind the snow bear, jumped up and kicked it hard at the back of the white velvet. But seeing the snow-white giant body shake, trying to stabilize the body that had lost its center of gravity, but before it could adjust, Bian Yao jumped up and kicked it in the back again, and the snow bear's body fell down the mountain with a bang, and the bones rolled down the mountain.

The snow bear didn't stop until it had rolled more than ten feet away, and it was gasping for breath before it had exhausted most of its strength to deal with the stones. Bian Yao chased after him with a sharp blade, considering whether to kill it, and then cut off the bear's paw to roast and eat.

At this time, in the snow hole under the big tree on the top of the mountain, two round white objects emerged one after another, which were the cubs of the snow bear. They staggered and crawled as they whispered, and one of them rolled down without standing still.

Seeing this, the snow bear roared, rolled over and got up, and ran towards the cub.

Bian Yao stood in place, watching the mother bear arch the cub up the mountain, smiled helplessly, shook his hand to put away the Wusha sword, and turned to go west.

The rest of the road was also a difficult one. In the afternoon, Bian Yao jumped over a high mountain covered with deep snow, and he didn't want to move at the foot of the mountain. Seeing the sunset slanting on the snow, reflecting a dazzling afterglow on the snow, and inlaying a layer of golden trim on the mountains, it is quite beautiful to look at.

Soon after, the sky turned from dark blue to gray, and a mountain eagle soared under the canopy, like a messenger of the night, to bring darkness to this land.

After a day of walking on a difficult snowy road, Bian Yao's body was sweating a lot, and his shoes and feet were wet and cold. Before twilight fell, he hoped to find a hot spring to lie down in and warm his feet. However, good things don't happen one after another, and in the end he can only leave behind that extravagant desire and give up the idea of staying overnight in a hot spring.

The darkness of the valley comes more quickly. Bian Yao stopped in a leeward place, and unexpectedly found a depression in the nearby mountain wall, with less snow and a very dry ground, so he decided to spend the night here.

The dark night came quietly, and Bian Yao spread a blanket on the ground, sat on it, took off the wet shoes and socks, and replaced them with warm and dry new shoes and socks.

Under the cover of the night, the cold air spreads arbitrarily, and the temperature is getting lower and lower. He wanted to take out some more clothes and put them on, but after a little consideration, he decided to spend such a cold night in another way.

As far as Bian Yao currently knows, as long as he lets his body disappear into the void, he can isolate all the influences of the outside world! Naturally, he can not be invaded by the cold in the real world, but if he wants to hide his body, it is not enough to just go into sleep, and the body in the dream must send out the corresponding thoughts. He had tried this many times as early as when he was at the Senju Inn.

Bian Yao calmed down slightly, sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, and after more than ten breaths, he fell asleep, and his consciousness was transferred from his body to the body in the dream.

"Hidden!" In the dark dream, the spirit body Bian Yao concentrated and sent out a thought.

The night was gradually precipitating, and the figure on the blanket had long since disappeared.

(ps: This chapter was originally ready to be uploaded early, but a friend came to spend the night, ate and drank with him at night, and watched TV, but it turned out to be late.) Today's rain is more pleasant, and I am only worried that my uncle's fish pond will be flooded. Hopefully, the fish in the pond won't escape. Amen, even though I don't believe in Jesus. Aha~~)