The Far North.

Here there is light and darkness, or eternal night, or eternal day. This extreme climate also created the unpredictable character of the disciples of the Ice God Sect.

Ice God Sect, one of the four sects, the sworn enemy of the Tianhe Sect.

Unlike the Tianhe Sect, which dwells above the white clouds, the Ice God Sect has carved out a mythical palace in the ice that never melts in the extreme north. In the world of cultivation, it has an extremely loud name - Ice Palace.

During the half year of the eternal night, the disciples of the Ice God Sect would leave the Ice Palace and take turns to rush to this frozen land to cultivate. How big is this extremely barren ice field?

Nine million square kilometers.

How many disciples does the Ice God Sect have?

Six hundred. How many disciples are there in each rotation? Two hundred. In other words, in so many large areas of land in the entire Rabbit Country, there were only two hundred cultivators wandering. Therefore, they cultivated on this frozen soil for an entire eternal night, and there was a great chance that they would not be able to meet a single person of their own.

Loneliness is a derivative of spiritual practice.

It's early spring, and the eternal night of the ice fields is coming to an end. Even the aurora borealis, which hangs in the sky and always exudes brilliant colors, is not as dazzling as it used to be.

But Qingyu doesn't think so.

She sat blankly on the snow, snuggling up to a male white bear on the ice field. There was also a shivering white fox in his arms, staring at the unpredictable aurora with wide eyes.

Whether it is turquoise, deep purple, or light yellow, the endless colors and the extreme posture of the aurora firmly attract her attention. She unconsciously stroked the fox's fluffy and snow-white hair, and sighed, "It's so beautiful, you won't get tired of watching it even if you look at it for a year." As she spoke, she looked back at Du Lengqiu, who was sitting not far away, and pouted: "What a beautiful guy who doesn't understand it, he doesn't even look at it with such a beautiful scenery." ”

As soon as the White Bone Avatar came to the Ice Field, he only raised his eyes and swept around, but found no particularly unsightly environment, and immediately sat down cross-legged and began to practice.

For him, doing is everything.

Bing Lin Jiu Yin this exercise. The first and most important step is to condense the Sacred Heart Ice Vortex. This step blocked nine out of nine cultivators.

The Sacred Heart Ice Vortex is an eternally rotating ice heart in the dantian with extreme coldness. With the heart of ice, all things, or swords, or simulacrums, are hopeless and disadvantageous.

This is not as simple as opening up a dantian.

Although it was early spring, the eternal wind on the ice field still brought extreme cold. The white bone incarnation did not have a dantian in the true sense, so what he had to do was very simple, open a core in the void body, incorporate the cold qi into it, and form a rotating nebula.

Du Lengqiu boldly imagined and verified, and he was not sure whether it would succeed, but isn't the most fascinating and frightening thing in the world the unknown?

Time passed, and the white bone incarnation practiced in solitude on the ice field, and Du Lengqiu in the south of the Yangtze River had already come to Wuyi Mountain.

Now Du Lengqiu carried a wooden sword on his shoulder, and it was also equipped with an antique scabbard. Both are made from the heart of the Bodhi tree at Soonji Temple. Although it is wood, this thousand-year-old demon is extraordinary, and its hardness is not inferior to steel.

Poetry and clouds: such as cutting, such as learning, such as grinding. This refers to the ancient man's method of handling jade, which is extremely hard. And the wood of the linden tree is not far less troublesome to deal with. Fortunately, the innate strength is both rigid and soft, otherwise, without a year and a half of hard work, I would not want to complete it.

With the addition of Butterfly Dance, Du Lengqiu finally didn't have to wear that banana leaf dress anymore. When passing by a small village, Diewu found a few sackcloth clothes and sewed a linen robe for Du Lengqiu.

Soon, they finally arrived at Wuyi Mountain.

Mount Wuyi is not a single mountain, but a mountain group composed of a continuous stream of peaks of different heights.

When they arrived at Wuyi Mountain, Qi San and the others were extremely excited. Qi San's performance was the most exaggerated, he raised his hands high, and shouted with tears full of emotion: "It's been half a month, Yingxiu, I'm back again." ”

Zhao Tong smacked his lips and said, "I finally have wine to drink, and I've been suffocated for the past few days." Li Wei didn't speak as usual, but straightened the gun bag behind his back and pursed his lips and smiled.

Du Lengqiu squinted his eyes, looking at the mountain scenery, thinking about how to find Zheng Yu and convey his mother's greetings. At this time, he was dressed in a gray robe, with a long sword tied behind his back, and a colorful and beautiful butterfly fell on the hilt of the sword that protruded from his shoulder.

As for the butterfly dance, it was nowhere to be seen.

After Qi San sighed, he looked back at Du Lengqiu and said, "Brother Qiu, the three of us live in Tianyou Peak. In fact, all of our innate martial artists who have advanced from the martial arts hall are in Tianyou Peak. The masters who teach live on the summit of Huanggang Mountain all year round, and they can't be seen on weekdays. Only on the first and fifteenth day of the new year, we will climb to the top of Huanggang Mountain to listen to their teachings and solve doubts. ”

Du Lengqiu nodded in clarity and said, "That means I want to live in Tianyou Peak." ”

Zhao Tong hesitated for a moment and said, "I'm afraid that the butterfly dance girl is a little difficult." The Imperial Heavenly Alliance has set up demon mirrors in two places, Tianyou Peak and Huanggang Mountain, to prevent demons from sneaking up and causing chaos. ”

You don't have to be thorough, several people know that Butterfly Dance is a monster. According to the rules of today's world, when you meet a demon, you don't have to say anything, and you will be killed directly with a sword. It doesn't matter if you don't hack to death, but if you want to bring it to the chassis where everyone lives, you can't make other people accept it.

"It's okay, then we'll just find a place to stay. Du Lengqiu was very open-minded, after all, he had always practiced alone, and he was used to loneliness and loneliness.

Zhao Tong thought about it for a while and suggested: "If this is the case, it is most convenient to live near Jiuqu Spring, the water source is relatively sufficient, and you don't have to run to fetch water every day." ”

Li Wei also made a rare speech, "Baiyunjian!"

Zhao Tong immediately high-fived and said, "Yes, Jiuqu Spring Baiyun Stream is the most suitable." Let's take Brother Qiu over. ”

The mountain road is long, the four people climb the mountain together, the speed is very fast, only about half an hour, then I see a stream, not very wide, but very clear, the uneven waterway makes it splash snow-white waves from time to time.

Suddenly, there was a uniform shout in the distance, although it was a Fujian dialect, it was also vaguely recognizable.

"Tea sprouts! Tea sprouts ......"

The voice echoed among the mountains, and Zhao Tong suddenly realized, "Oh, it turns out that it is already a sting!" He saw that Du Lengqiu was a little puzzled, so he explained: "This is the tea farmers shouting about the mountain." Every year, they have to come to such a scene, in order to get the gods to bless this year's tea harvest and sweetness. ”

At the end, Zhao Tong licked his lips again, and said puzzledly: "I really don't understand, what's so good about tea? Obviously, wine is the best drink in the world." After saying that, he shook his head.

The four of them continued to move along the mountain road, and after a while, they saw a relatively flat stone cliff on the right side of the mountain road, with many thatched huts on it, undulating, and there were about hundreds of them at a rough glance, all of which were very dilapidated, and it was obvious that no one had lived here for a long time.

And at the entrance, there is a huge oval-shaped gray rock, on which are engraved with the words "Wuyi Sword School".

There was only one old man in the open space between the thatched huts, with a green shirt and a sword, and a pot of turbid wine, alone in the sunset.

Zhao Tong glanced at the old man with complicated eyes and said, "I heard that he was originally an elder of the Wuyi Sword Sect - the Desperate Swordsman Zhao Zhen. But now he is the only one left in the Wuyi Sword Sect. ”

Qi San felt the same way, and sighed: "I used to be an inner disciple of the White Ape Immortal Sword Sect, and later the martial arts hall rose to teach more advanced exercises, which can make people advance to the innate level.

In just a few days, the entire White Ape Immortal Sword Gate had decayed. Even my master went to the martial arts hall to participate in the study, leaving only the three of us brothers and sisters, and in desperation, we had no choice but to follow to the martial arts hall. ”

An embarrassed expression appeared on his face, "It's funny to say, we only have one martial arts hall there, which is opened by the White Stone Dao Palace." In that martial arts hall, our senior brothers and sisters and our previous master actually became disciples of the same generation. Later, when I advanced to the innate level, I was brought to this Wuyi Mountain, and then I realized that the original martial arts innate was just the starting point, and there were also secret realms of supernatural powers, as well as realms such as flying immortals. ”

Zhao Tong glanced at Qi San a few times, and suddenly asked with a smile, "What about your junior sister?"

Qi San was stunned for a moment, then immediately understood what Zhao Tong meant, and said, "Advanced innate is not an easy thing, especially since we don't have enough elixir. Therefore, she is still in the martial arts hall now, or she is married. Speaking of this, he sighed rather wistfully.

Du Lengqiu concluded: "Three, this world is like this, not progressing means that you are regressing. So, let's all pay attention to the practice. ”

Leaving behind the old man who was alone in the setting sun, the four of them continued to move forward along Jiuqu Spring, and soon arrived at Baiyun Stream. Here, the stream plummets from the cliff with a height difference of hundreds of meters, forming a pool of water below the cliff. The sunset is reflected on the water, rippling with a little golden light, which is beautiful.

On the shore of the waterhole, the grass is thick, and the flowers have not yet bloomed, but the flower bones have poked their heads out of the grass. Looking around, the large and small stones are dense, the trees are green, and the scenery is quiet.

"Good place!" Du Lengqiu couldn't help but praise.

"Brother Qiu likes it, tomorrow I will bring someone over to build a wooden house for you, brother, and live in peace." We brothers work hard together. One day in the future, we will all advance to the Divine Power Secret Realm, transcend the mundane, and be happy!" Qi San is young after all, and he is very heroic.

Zhao Tong listened, smiled slightly, but did not speak.

After saying goodbye, Qi San and the others went to Tianyou Peak. Du Lengqiu walked alone on the shore. The butterfly dance also fluttered from the hilt of the sword, turning into a human form and landing on the edge of the waterhole. She crouched on a rock with great interest and watched the small fish swimming by the water's edge, and from time to time she threw a few grasses to tease them.

Du Lengqiu glanced at it and ignored it. The dampness at the waterhole is heavy, so it is not suitable for long-term living. Du Lengqiu jumped up and down on the stones, picking and choosing, preparing to find the most suitable place to build a house.

Qi San said that he would hire some carpenters to build a house, that is, there is a high probability that it will be a wooden house. And Du Lengqiu was very satisfied with the villa in Hutou Cliff, and this time it was just time for the carpenters to build a new one. However, the terrain here is not flat enough, and it cannot be built too luxuriously.

When the last rays of sunset disappeared, Du Lengqiu heard the sound of slight footsteps. Listening to the voice, the strength of the person coming is average, and listening to the breath, it seems that even the innate realm has not been reached.

In a moment, an old man with a sword in Aoyama walked over. On his shoulders he carried two wooden barrels, as if he had come to this waterhole to carry water. Looking at his dress, it was none other than Zhao Zhen, the elder of the Wuyi Sword Sect.

Seeing Du Lengqiu not far away, the old man raised his eyebrows, and his eyes fell on the hilt of the sword behind him. His eyes suddenly changed to fierceness.

"You know swords, too?"

Du Lengqiu frowned, this old man spoke very loudly, and his tone was heavy, it sounded like he was arguing. However, he is a newcomer who respects the old and loves the young, smiled slightly, and said, "I understand a little, I understand a little!"

"To understand is to understand. If you don't understand, you don't understand. What does it mean to understand a little?" the old man's tone seemed to be scolding, as if the teaching director of a junior high school campus had caught an Internet addict teenager who had climbed over the wall to go to an Internet café.

Hehe smiled, Leng Qiu didn't refute, he directly drew his sword out of the sheath, and slashed lightly, as if it was slow and fast. An irregular prismatic boulder in front of him was easily cut off.

There is no need to speak, it is like a slap in the face to Zhao Zhen. Zhao Zhen's wrinkled cheeks twitched, speechless. You must know this move, Du Lengqiu did not use any true qi, purely relying on the strength of his body, relying on the speed and angle of the sword, and cutting the boulder with a wooden sword.

Even during the Wuyi Sword Sect's most victorious period, no one in the entire sect was able to do this.

This kind of terrifying swordsmanship, in addition to thousands of times of hard work, is also indispensable for talent and understanding, and even requires a trace of luck in the dark.

"The afterlife is terrible! the afterlife is terrifying!" Zhao Zhen muttered to himself in frustration, his eyes cloudy again. He fetched the water and carried his burden away.