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It wouldn't be too difficult to stay here, but he decided to go back to Tianmen City.

Just because ...... It's really going to be the New Year.

Qiguo's New Year is the same algorithm as he remembers, so according to the custom of his previous life, Chinese New Year's Eve has to have a reunion dinner anyway.

Of course, the reunion referred to here is not family's, according to the theory of blood, his home is still in Shencheng, quite far away from the northwest, there is a father who does business who doesn't see much at home, and there is a Liu Wen who treats him very well in the shop in the capital.

It is obviously impossible to go home for the New Year, so he can choose to spend it in the northwest, with Youyou who lives in the Liu family, Daye and others in Tianmen City, but maybe for Han Daye, this year is incomplete.

Anyway, it was his first year in the world, and he felt the need to solemnly commemorate it.

Besides, it didn't seem to be of any use to stay outside the gate, so he didn't think much about it and prepared to return to Tianmen City.

In the afternoon, the snow did stop, but the interesting thing is that the cold wind will blow up the snow foam from high places such as the mountain peaks and blow it far away, so walking on the land outside the gate will occasionally hit the snow foam in the face.

Yuan Lai didn't have anyone to say goodbye to, and he also refused the escort of Kansai, since Shen Tu had already said everything, then he had no value as a person, and it was better to go on the road alone.

Just after noon, after eating the lunch of the Northwest Army, Yuan Lai cleaned up and returned to Tianmen Pass.

The snow is very heavy, horseback riding is not a good choice, of course, more importantly, after rereading the Huang Ting Jing on the grassland yesterday, Yuan Lai felt that if he walked by footsteps, measuring this rough area might make his heart more in line with the way of heaven.

So he chose to walk.

He is not in a hurry, nor does he run, he just walks slowly, so that he may not be able to return to Tianmen City when it gets dark, but compared to comprehending this world, it is not important to delay for a few days.

The road is very flat, thanks to the repair of this straight road by tens of thousands of Northwest Army, because it is flat, it is now like a white plain silk, straightened and spread on the ground, if it is red, it is like a long tongue spit out by Tianmenguan.

A better rhetoric, of course, is the red carpet.

Walking on the red carpet is always an unusual person.

Yuan came to travel in the grassland wilderness.

The footsteps are gentle, leaving a long footprint.

In the middle of winter, the festive season is approaching, coinciding with a blizzard, and there are few pedestrians on this road.

Practitioners are never afraid of loneliness, and loneliness and practice are always there.

There will be some sparse woods on the side of the road, and it is an exaggeration to say that "woods" is more like a clump of large, hard grass that grows wildly.

The blizzard is really big, and it fills the head of a lot of dead branches.

When Yuan Lai walked, he would gently sweep away the snow every time he encountered it, and it would be smooth on the branches.

The plants outside the gate are always strong and tenacious, and what makes Yuan Lai feel most interesting is that he actually found some small but objectively existing shoots.

It was a harbinger of the arrival of spring.

After Chinese New Year's Eve, spring will enter in a few days, but at this time, there is a big distance from spring, and this plant is somehow dizzy, and it is actually preparing for spring at this time.

Perhaps the time was wrong, so it was frozen blue and black under the cold of last night.

"The barren grass is still like this, what about people?" Yuan Lai sighed softly, feeling something.

In fact, human life is like grass has been a popular metaphor for a long time.

The biggest feeling along the way was not other than people, he remembered that there were originally several forces on this route, but now they are all gone.

He suddenly remembered the massacre of the Zai-ri tribe he had seen not long ago, and he didn't see the final result, but he heard Kansai say that this tribe was bleeding like a river, and except for a few who escaped, thousands of people in the entire tribe died.

As a chicken that kills chickens and makes an example of monkeys, it is undoubtedly successful.

It's a pity that this year's sweep was interrupted by this sudden event before it was halfway through, but this does not mean the end of the sweep, but the coming of a greater one.

It is said that in order to sweep away the forces around the "world," tens of thousands of troops in the northwest dispatched and slaughtered all the hostile forces in a large area near the camp without mercy.

I even heard that in a place where he couldn't see, the cultivators of the Northwest Army all took action, and bloodily suppressed all the restless forces close to the "world", with many casualties, but it was definitely cruel enough.

This is clearly much greater than the intended results of the sweep.

This incident also made many foreigners and evil cultivators on the grassland finally recognize a fact again, that is......

The reason why they are still alive and alive is not that the Northwest Army is powerless to fight, but that the situation is not big enough.

Yuan Lai even believed that in order to ensure the ownership of the "world", those people in the council hall would even kill all the foreigners and evil cultivators in the entire grassland without blinking an eye.

"Now, the grassland can be clean for two years. He sighed to himself.

After sighing, he smiled inexplicably wryly.

The sun is moving, slowly moving westward, and the elevation outside the pass is higher, and since you can see brighter stars here, you can naturally see bigger days.

Under the gray canopy, the sun became only a white bleak speck of light, more like a bullet hole with blurred edges.

In such an environment, people are prone to snow blindness, and at this time, the benefits of practitioners are reflected, and Yuan Lai sometimes can't help but think that if he can fully popularize the cultivation and let everyone in the world have vitality in his body, he doesn't need to be strong, he just needs to improve his physique.

Unfortunately, this is obviously a huge technical problem.

Turning around these chaotic thoughts, he finally walked most of the way, and at a certain moment, accustomed to solitude and quiet, he suddenly stopped, looked up and saw a car and horse slowly approaching in the distance.

"Huh?"

Yuan Lai was very surprised, the distance was so far that he couldn't see who was coming, but how could he think that he could drive and walk on such a bad road, and walk so smoothly and evenly, it was a very admirable thing.

Mortals should not have such driving strength, even the best driver in the capital can't catch a car.

So Yuan Lai subconsciously thought that it should be a cultivator.

This is not surprising, there should have been a lot of cultivators rushing during this time, but most of them were stopped by the guards of the Heavenly Gate.

For cultivators, it is not difficult for a single person to sneak out of the customs, but sneaking in cannot enter the camp outside the customs and cannot enter the council hall, so almost all the decent monks who rushed to the northwest are very well-behaved, and under the existing rules, those who can go directly to the customs can either be summoned by someone, such as themselves, or a real person with status, in order to successfully clear the customs.

"He must be a master. Yuan Lai thought silently.

However, no matter who it was, it didn't matter to him, so he just sighed slightly and continued to move at his own pace, for him, the person who came was always a stranger.

......

"Oh, there's someone up ahead!" said the young monk in surprise.

Yuanmu was still cold, he twisted his somewhat stiff body and complained, "Don't see someone like this." ”

"But it's been a long time since we've seen anyone!"

"How long? How long has it been? It's only been a few hours since the gate of heaven was closed. Yuanmu said speechlessly.

"Ah, how many hours has it been? It's been a long time. The young monk sighed.

Yuan Mu closed his mouth, he felt that his mouth was purely a brain disease, and he also began to be dissatisfied with the way the disciples of Qiguang Academy were ranked for the first time, of course, it was good to rank according to strength, but let such a guy who was older than himself on the surface, but obviously mentally naïve, be a senior brother...... After all, this is one thing that makes Qiguangyuan lose face.

Yuanmu had a headache and planned to ignore him until he arrived at the camp outside the gate.

He was about to close his eyes and squint for a while, it was so cold here, he could only sit dry, and it was even colder if he was inactive, even if he was running his vitality to warm up, he still felt very cold.

However, just as he was about to squint to sleep, he suddenly had some wonderful sense, and he opened his eyes, frowned, and looked earnestly at the ever-magnifying person in the distance.

"The man's breath...... Why do I feel familiar?"

......

After the distance was really shortened to a certain extent, Yuan Lai couldn't help but be surprised.

"Yuanmu?"

He whispered the name in surprise, Yuan Mu obviously saw him too, Yuan Lai didn't know if he should say hello for a while?

If it's true, he doesn't have any grudges with Yuanmu, it's just some bad things, plus a victory or defeat.

He didn't expect that this group of people turned out to be monks from Qiguang Temple.

So......

He looked at the car, who could make Yuanmu drive? Which big man in the temple was it?

He looked at the young monk who was walking beside the chariot and horse, and felt a wonderful feeling arise from him, and for some reason, he always felt that the monk was very jealous of him, quite jealous.

......

"Senior brother?"

Yuanmu heard the call and turned his head.

"Do you recognize him? a friend, would you like to stop and say hello?" the young monk proposed, with curiosity in his eyes.

Yuanmu suddenly turned cold on a woman-like face and said, "Knowing is knowing, but there is no friendship, don't care about him." ”

"Oh......"

Yuanmu suddenly gritted his teeth again, suddenly glanced at the withdrawal carriage behind him, and said again with some unease: "Senior brother, you really ignore him, just treat him as air." ”

"Oh!"

Yuanmu nodded, relieved.

As he spoke, the carriages, horses and people were slowly approaching, Yuan Lai couldn't help but slow down, although he felt that there would be no accidents, but he also had to take precautions, in case this group of monks went crazy and wanted to make a move, then he was so prepared.

However, what struck him as strange was that the reaction from the other side was beyond his expectations.

Yuanmu didn't seem to pay attention to himself, so he sat in the car with his arms in his arms and closed his eyes, and the monk walking on the snow was even more strange, as if he didn't see him at all, looking ahead.

(Anyway, it's always good to have no conflict)

Yuan Lai breathed a sigh of relief, he really didn't want to fight with people for no reason, of course, the most important thing was that there seemed to be at least three people on the opposite side......

When the two parties met, they seemed safe and sound, like strangers in their purest form.

It was so pure that it didn't even look at it curiously.

The cars and people are staggered.

The wheels and the sound of people stepping on the snow were mixed together, and Yuan Lai's heart tightened.

However, the two of them really ignored themselves, which made Yuan Lai wonder if he had become a ghost for a while.

However, at the moment when the carriage was staggered with people, Yuan Lai's tense heart suddenly jumped!

The curtain of the carriage was suddenly blown up by a demonic wind.