Reckless snowfield, thousands of miles of ice.

As far as the eye can see, the snow is flying all over the sky, the sky is full of snow white, and there is a dead silence between the heaven and the earth, only the hurricane rolls up a thousand piles of snow, bringing a little vitality.

In the snow, a thinly dressed figure seemed to walk slowly, leaving a long trail of footprints on the snow, but the footprints were soon obscured by the falling snow.

This person was Zhang Yuan, whose originally bald scalp was already covered with thick hair. has been running non-stop, so that his face has a little frosty color, and his dark eyes appear more and more calm and sharp.

In the past half a year, Zhang Yuan followed the memories left by the Yang God, and walked all over the soul refining place of the ancient real people, looking for the place where there was a gang wind, but he found nothing, and the last hurdle of achieving the Yang God could not be crossed.

The so-called Gangfeng is not just windy. The key point is also "outside the sky".

Whenever Zhang Yuan went to a place where a real person had stopped, his spirit came out of his shell and rose straight into the sky, and after reaching a certain height, he could not rise any further, as if there was an invisible and colorless barrier blocking him.

This is the membrane that the Yang God speaks of, a kind of realm power, which is both a layer of protection and a shackle for the world and living beings.

In ancient times, this film was not so thick, in some loopholes or weak places, there can always be some wind from the outside of the sky blowing in, this kind of fierce wind that can eliminate the skin and flesh of mortals, can blow away the dirt of the reincarnation of the soul of the gods, give endless vitality, resist the erosion of time!

Otherwise, how could the Yang God live for so many years? You must know that under the ravages of time, the divine soul will also decay and age.

The biting wind and snow slammed into the face, and the wind speed drove the snowflakes, which was enough to cut the bloody wounds on the faces of ordinary people, and this weather alone could freeze any kind of living being.

Zhang Yuan's face was still smooth and clean, and if he looked closely, any snowflakes that came close to him a foot away would quickly disintegrate into countless fine particles and disappear into the air.

Suddenly, the pair of footsteps that had not stopped for half a step in the face of the cold wind and snow suddenly stopped, and Zhang Yuan stopped in place, looking at the extremely majestic and lofty snow-capped mountain hundreds of miles away.

The Far West, Sunset Peak.

This mountain, known as the highest mountain in the world, is his last hope for achieving the Yang God.

It is rumored that in the distant ancient years, the wind in this place was the most powerful, so powerful that no mage dared to come here to let the soul bear the blow, and the light was a serious injury, and the worst was a soul scattered.

Now, he can only hope that the Gangfeng here has not been completely cut off.

Under the huge Sunset Mountains, on a leeward terrain, there is a small ancient village and town, which has been spontaneously formed by some medicine pickers from all over the world, and there are also some caravans that come and go in it to purchase medicines.

Although the Sunset Mountain Range is frozen all year round, it is rich in many great supplements, such as ginseng, snow lotus, etc., which are all good medicines that various caravans have to fight for when they break through.

On this day, a ragged strange man came to the town, and it was amazing that the thin layer of clothes on this man's body did not let him freeze to death in the ice and snow, but was in good spirits and did not shrink at all.

But it was only a surprise, and there was still a little wariness of outsiders who were not merchants, and the herb pickers of Sunset Town had never been welcome, let alone a guy who looked poor.

In a pair of indifferent, hostile, and defensive looks, Zhang Yuan walked unhurriedly along the town path to Sunset Peak, and just a few steps away from the village, there was a delicate cry from behind.

"Big brother, wait a minute...... Wait a minute. ”

Zhang Yuan turned around and looked back, and saw a little girl of twelve or thirteen years old trotting all the way, holding a bowl in both hands, steaming hot.

The little girl's figure was short and thin, and she ran to Zhang Yuan's side in small steps, looking at him with two big clear and clean eyes, raising her hands with all her might, holding the big bowl in her hand, and panting and saying, "Big brother, drink a bowl of hot soup and go up the mountain, otherwise it will freeze." Every time my father went up the mountain to collect medicine, he would also drink a bowl. ”

Zhang Yuan took the big bowl and said with a smile: "Thank you." ”

"Drink quickly, drink quickly, it's cold, and if it's cold, it won't work. The little girl urged, with an innocent smile on her face, revealing a sense of joy and achievement after being thanked.

Zhang Yuan drank it according to his words, and suddenly his face was stagnant, a little strange and stunned, he looked at the little girl with a simple face, and then looked at some people who were secretly observing this side not far away, and a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes.

"Big brother, isn't it delicious?" said the little girl, seeing that his face was different, and worried.

"No...... It's delicious. Zhang Yuan paused, stroked the other party's hair, and said in a harmonious voice: "Thank you, go back quickly." ”

"Okay. The little girl smiled sweetly, took the bowl, and ran back with a jump.

Zhang Yuan stood in place, watching the small figure gradually disappear from sight, and then turned around and walked towards the mountain.

There is not much warmth in the world, and if he can keep one, he doesn't want to destroy this faint warmth for the sake of the ant's calculations......

The steep mountain peaks naturally couldn't stop him, and the Jedi that was difficult for others to climb just required a little more effort for him.

More than an hour later, Zhang Yuan stood on the top of the sunset peak, standing on the top of the cliff.

The goose-feathered snow could not block his vision, and as far as he could see, there was a snow country, and the thick clouds overhead were so thick that they could not be dissolved, as if they could reach out and touch them.

He sat upright on the ground, his spirit rising from his shell and flying towards the clouds.

After a few breaths, Zhang Yuan's soul body was suspended in the sky, feeling the hurricane blowing around him, and his heart was slightly happy.

In the oncoming wind, he sensed a trace of fierce wind that was enough to penetrate his soul, as if a steel needle was passing through his body, causing him pain and joy.

This is Gangfeng, this place has not completely disappeared, but it is extremely subtle, and I don't know if it can be completed in the remaining time......

It's only been half a year since the first upheaval!

Two days later, Zhang Yuan felt that the consumption of the soul was quite large, almost to the limit, so he controlled the soul body back into the body, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw three shriveled corpses lying around him, holding steel knives in his hands, obviously with bad intentions.

Wiping the snow from the corpse's face, Zhang Yuan recognized one of them, who had met him in the town below the mountain, and at that time he looked at him with bad eyes, obviously not with any good intentions.

Later, he even used the little girl to send a bowl of poison, probably thinking that he was going into the mountain to collect medicine, with the intention of not allowing outsiders to touch this treasure medicine in the mountain. Perhaps the herb pickers in the whole town are on the same front, and they have always dealt with outsiders in this way.

If he hadn't seen that the two looked similar, it was very likely that it was a father-daughter relationship, and if he hadn't noticed that the little girl didn't know anything about it, he relented for a while, and couldn't bear to spoil that little kindness, so he would have taken the other party's life a long time ago.

He looked at the eyeballs in his palm, which split from one to two, and couldn't help but feel regret and anger in his heart!

Unaware of it for a while, he actually let a few scum who were inferior to ants deepen the pollution of the netherworld against him!

Zhang Yuan settled down, threw the three dried corpses down the mountain, and then found a place with his back to the wind and snow, and started to dig a small cave as a temporary resting place.