The pillar is carved with a dragon and a phoenix.

There are broken stubbles up and down, it should be cut off from the middle, there is nothing special below, just half of the dragon's body and half of the wings of the phoenix, but the top is strange, it is clear that the white eagle is two legs, broken from the knees, from the fluttering skirt, the carving is a woman.

But what surprised Su Qi was not this, but a line of words on the pillar.

This word is not original to the pillar, it is engraved on the dragon's body, and many vivid scales have been peeled off, and judging by the thickness, it must have been written by a monk with his fingers.

Remembering the predecessors, to the place of the emperor's daughter, I was surprised to see this pillar, and sighed, this is built in imitation of the fifth heavenly pillar, in order to remember the emperor's grace.

Fifth Heavenly Pillar ......

Su Qi muttered, didn't know why, and asked the white fox, "What is the Fifth Heavenly Pillar?"

The white fox glanced at him, but there was no response, it raised its head and whistled softly, dense footsteps came from behind it, dozens of white foxes jumped out of the snow mound, the leader in front of Su Qi had a faint brilliance, it lowered its head, whimpered twice, and as the brilliance flew out, its body became bigger and bigger.

It flicked its tail twice and motioned for Su Qi to sit down.

Su Qi touched the fur of the white fox, it was warm and soft, and in this cold wind, like a brazier, it instantly dispelled the coldness on Su Qi's body.

The white fox has a very bad temperament, and after waiting for a while, he became impatient, his paws eagerly grabbed the ground, and his tail snapped Su Qi's legs, constantly urging.

Su Qi thought about it, and put away the few things he dug up first, and then climbed up and gently grabbed it around its neck.

The white fox was already impatient, and as soon as Su Qi sat down, he immediately rushed out, followed by dozens of people.

On the vast snowfield, the moonlight was scattered, and the pale white halo was in the sky and the ground, and the direction in which the white fox was running was the snowy mountain, but halfway through, it stopped, and with a soft cry, dozens of white foxes quickly dug up on the ground.

It didn't take long to dig out a small statue, the palm was big, made of stone, the carving was a woman, behind the back of the hands, dressed in a gorgeous dress, even if the statue was a little rough, but still could see the woman's elegance peerless, the white fox looked down at the statue, there was a trace of fear in its eyes, it shrank back, not daring to approach.

Su Qi turned the statue over and over, although the stone was dug out of the snow, but it was warm to the touch, it felt more like jade, and there was also a special qi in the statue, Su Qi couldn't see through, but he also knew that this statue was not simple.

The white fox is also very strange, it knows what is buried under this snow field, one digs one accurately, as if these things are buried by it, it also knows what kind of crisis there is on this snow field, if it is not for it to lead the people to appear that day, Su Qi will probably have a battle with the real dragon bones, who will win and who will lose is still unknown.

On the back of the white fox, Su Qi also noticed that the white fox did not go straight all the way, turning corners, detouring the road, avoiding several weird-looking places, before arriving at the statue.

But what the use of this statue is, Su Qina is not sure.

In the human race, statues are generally shaped to commemorate, or the ancestors of the human race, or people with merit, short and long, tall and even dozens of zhang, Hundreds of zhang, the statue in Lin'an City is like this, but there are also statues used as array eyes, this is generally not high, small even only finger long, for example, Su Qi has heard, there is a small faction in Nanling, good at the art of the soul, once picked the soil of the cold mountain, with the blood of the dead, cast a small statue of nine hundred and eighty-one fingers, there are men and women, the image is different, forming a very yin and ruthless array, can peel out the three souls and seven spirits of the living, temper and pinch, do nothing, let you live and live, let you die and die, more vicious, you can use the fire of the monk to refine the soul, during which the pain is far better than the punishment of the body。

In the early years, this small sect also captured a lot of mortals, gathered thousands of souls, fused them together, and refined them into an extremely strong divine soul, which can be compared to the god-building monks, but because they are good at attacking souls, their danger is far better than that of ordinary monks

More than seventy years ago, it was eliminated by several major factions in Nanling, and all the elders and disciples in the door were killed, and none of them escaped, but the eighty-one statues were lost, I don't know if they were destroyed in battle, or they were hidden by someone with a heart.

Su Qi once heard that a statue had flowed out of the Eastern Wilderness the year before last, causing a disaster, more than a dozen monks died tragically, and the statue was quickly taken away and its whereabouts are unknown.

Therefore, there has always been a saying among the monks, if you are not afraid of the big statue, you are afraid that the statue is small, and the small statue is most likely different, and the one in Su Qi's hand must be the same.

The white fox let out a low cry and pointed at the snowy mountain with its claws.

"Going mountaineering?" asked Su Qi.

The white fox nodded rarely and leaned slightly.

Su Qi stepped up, the white fox let out a long roar, and the clansmen behind it immediately retreated one by one, and the white fox watched the clansmen disappear into the long wind and snow, and called in a low voice twice, and then rushed towards the snowy mountain.

When it approached, I felt the majesty of this snow-capped mountain.

The wind and snow are rolling, the mountain road is hidden, and the snow field is different, the snow here has just fallen, and when you step down, you can directly pass the leg bend, but this white fox has no trace of stepping on the snow, even if he is carrying Su Qi, it is still fluttering, stepping on the snow, there is not even the slightest sound, there is no living thing on the mountain, nor any dead thing, empty, silent, even the shadow of the tree can not be seen, only the white snow, covering everything.

The mountain road is long and steep, even if the white fox is very fast, it is only when the night passes and the sun hangs high that he vaguely sees the top of the mountain, and there is indeed a statue on the mountain, extremely tall, with a jade pillar behind him, which leads to the sky.

This is the snow-capped mountain that Lao Qin has seen.

Su Qi was thoughtful, he took out the statue and compared it carefully, although the one on the top of the snowy mountain was still not clear, Su Qi inexplicably felt that this was a person.

The white fox walked slower and slower, as if there was an invisible resistance blocking it, it changed from running to walking, but it still gradually couldn't hold on, and there was no way to step on the snow, it fell into the snow with a thud, crawling forward with difficulty, Su Qi hurriedly walked down from it, and an extremely strong pressure hit instantly.

Su Qi's shoulders were two or three points shorter.

He bowed slightly, and walked slowly with the white fox, and after a short stretch of mountain road, he actually walked to the top of the mountain again when the sun was sinking.

This place is open and boundless, only the statue, which is covered with snow and white jade, and under the statue, there is a stele.