Violent storms, crosswinds and snow, slanting winds and fine snow, do not need to return, and cannot return, and become ghost wind and snow, dark wind and snow, snow that covers the sky and the sun, and those that are born from under the feet, not to the knees, if the slightest mistake is made, I am afraid that the whole person will be buried. On this day, after dozens of days of bitter cold journey, all the snow suddenly stopped, just like God suddenly felt that his action of constantly throwing confetti into the world was very childish, and could not charm the eyes of the three young people who were determined to move forward, so he clapped his hands and withdrew his hands into his sleeves.

The sky cleared, revealing a porcelain-blue but still cold sky, and the sun was not warm but extremely dazzling, reflecting the white to dull light in every direction through the endless snowy glaciers.

There may not be a beautiful sky after the storm, not a sunny day will have a rainbow, so Forrest Gump will have to go through so many things to see Jenny again, and then he will still be considered to not understand something, set off again, keep running, run through countless beautiful scenery.

After the snowstorm, the sled team on the snowfield also set off again to the cheerful chirping of the snow dogs, crushing the soft and firm ice and snow, and heading north. The pale-faced Fan Xian sat on the sleigh, half of his body leaning on Begonia's arms, coughing while forcibly opening his tired eyes, staring at the extremely difficult terrain around him, comparing it with the road map in his mind to determine the direction.

The cold in the body is getting more and more serious, although the medicine with him has not been lost, but the cold between heaven and earth is undoubtedly an extremely cruel torture for Fan Xian, who is seriously injured and difficult to heal, and his true qi is completely wasted. In the past few days, every night, Fan Xian always felt that his body was wet and cold in his sleeping bag, coughing as if he was about to cough out all his internal organs, and the thunder was hoarse, like a knife grinding on a stone. No one knows when it will be worn out.

Haitang and Wang Shisanlang were very worried about his body. He even moved the idea of leaving for the south, but was stopped by Fan Xian very resolutely and indifferently, because he knew that if he couldn't find the ethereal temple in one go, he didn't know if he would be able to muster this kind of courage again in his future life, and the meridians in his body were all chaotic, and His Majesty the Emperor was still repairing his injuries in the palace in the south, and he didn't go to the temple to find Uncle Wuzhu. There was no point in him going back to the south.

What made Fan Xian even more confident was that through the spell booklet left by Master Kuhe, he could clearly perceive that the further north he went, the higher the concentration of Yuan Qi between heaven and earth, and with continuous meditation, the Qi Sea at the Snow Mountain behind his waist had gradually stabilized the Yuan Accumulation. Give up at this point. It's a shame.

At the moment, the biggest problem for the three of them is time, this is a race, a race between Fan Xian's injury and the distance from the temple, Fan Xian's intuition If he really finds the temple, the injury in his body will definitely be much better.

Haitang and Wang Shisanlang both knew that Fan Xian's gentle appearance was extremely stubborn, so they could only listen to his opinion silently, but these two friends were still very worried about his body, especially after listening to the heart-rending cough after nightfall. Who can sleep peacefully?

In the quiet night, Begonia got into Fan Xian's sleeping bag, gently rubbed his chest and abdomen for him, and warmed the bitter cold with his body temperature. The bodies of the two people were so gentle and intimately attached to each other, without the slightest idea of men and women. Just hold tightly. Like two little pigs warming each other.

Wang Shisanlang naturally found out about this, but he didn't show any expression or reaction. just accelerated the speed of the north, led the team composed of snow dogs, and took advantage of the clear sky to rush desperately.

"How far is it?" the wind was still in the sky where the snow had stopped, and the first sleigh on the earthly king Thirteen Lang shouted against the wind, and it quickly resounded throughout the snowfield.

Fan Xian squinted his eyes, looking at Wang Shisanlang, who was standing on the sleigh in front of him, and his leather jacket swaying in the wind, he couldn't help but smile, thinking that this kid is also chic, he is really not afraid of the cold, and he can still stand on the sled to rush the snow waves at this time, especially with that pair of sunglasses, it looks like he really has the style of the kids who play extreme sports in that world.

Taking out the compass and map from his arms, Fan Xian coughed twice in Begonia's arms, carefully confirming the direction, and the sleigh kept going up and down on the snow, allowing him to observe some waste. After pondering for a long time, he said tiredly, "Fifteen days at most." When Fan Xian unfolded the map, Begonia turned his face, this is not the first time Fan Xian unfolded the map, at the beginning, he just relied on his super memory to guide the way, and later the illness was too serious, the map had to be taken out, but Wang Shisanlang and Begonia would deliberately avoid it.

Because this is Fan Xian's request, and it is also the oath of the three of them before they embark on the temple trip, Fan Xian asked Haitang and Wang Shisanlang not to reveal the location of the temple to anyone, because he can guess that once the location of the temple is leaked, once the things in the temple fall to the world, I am afraid that it will bring endless disasters to this world.

Just like those martial arts cheats brought out by his mother Ye Qingmei back then, just like that box, if there are still many in the temple, what will this world become? Fan Xian doesn't want this world to become a terrifying place where heavenly masters are flying all over the sky, and electromagnetic cannons are bombarded everywhere.

The journey is not lonely, because there are partners, but it is extremely difficult, but this hardship cannot be described in words, because the hardship lies in the bitter cold and boredom, in the endless, and it seems that the snow-white color will never change.

I don't know how many days have passed, the flat snow field, the slightly arched snow hills gradually become vivid, the terrain begins to become complicated, the sun is becoming more and more dim, and the temperature is so low that it is unbearable for humans, but fortunately, the snowstorm still does not fall again.

On the other side of the northern skyline, a high mountain, a high snow-capped mountain, suddenly rose!

It seems that since the beginning of the opening of heaven and earth, this majestic snow-capped mountain has stood here, indifferently and calmly waiting for those brave travelers to come to make offerings.

The sledding team slowly stopped next to a glacier ruin, Fan Xian squinted his eyes, looked at the distant snow-capped mountains in front of him, and looked at the strange peaks glowing with cold white glow under the blue sky, and there was a trace of excitement in his chest, a trace of excitement from the depths of his heart. It quickly took over his whole body. His fingers trembled slightly.

In his dream, he had seen this snow-capped mountain that was somewhat similar to Dadong Mountain, and in his dream this snow-capped mountain was so unattainable, so mysterious, powerful and cold, just like the feeling that Emperor Lao Tzu brought him, but today, when this snow-capped mountain suddenly appeared in his eyes without warning, Fan Xian felt infinite pleasure.

Man is born to fear death. However, if in a short life, you can see those scenery that no one else can see, learn more secrets of heaven and earth, and know the unknowns that attract the most human attention and urge human evolution, what kind of enjoyment should it be?

Fan Xian's body suddenly stiffened. The coughing that had not stopped had stopped. He looked greedily at the tranquil snow-capped mountain, as if he wanted to imprint this moving scene firmly in his heart, and never forget it in the years to come.

Moved not only because of this situation, not only because of the temple in the mountain, but also because the vitality of heaven and earth here is so rich that it makes people tremble, Fan Xian's pale face and eyes are deep-set, and he is extremely thin, but every breath, he seems to feel that he is gradually getting healthier.

Haitang was the first to notice Fan Xian's abnormality. Her body was also exhausted to the extreme, and her eyes, which were extremely bright in the past, had long been polished into fatigue by the cold of heaven and earth, but at this moment, her eyes lit up again. With Fan Xian's gaze looking at the big snow mountain. There were no words for a long time.

After the sleigh stopped, the snow dogs seemed to notice a different atmosphere. Roaring in a low voice, only seventeen of the more than sixty snow dogs were left after such a strenuous journey, and the long team of sleds was reduced to five as they were discarded along the way.

Wang Shisanlang stood on the front of the ground, did not look back, just looked at the mountain in a daze, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Temple...... It's in this mountain?"

"Yes. Fan Xian, who had been weak and unable to speak for several days, spit out a word with great firmness from the strength of nowhere.

After receiving the confirmation, the three young people looked at the snow-capped mountains in the distance in a daze, as if they didn't want to take another step forward. Suddenly, Wang Shisanlang jumped down from the sleigh and roared madly at the snowy mountain, his voice was extremely hoarse, extremely angry, and even more extremely happy!

Looking at this scene, Haitang and Fan Xian couldn't help but laugh, thinking that this closed disciple of the Sword Mansion, who had always been gentle and firm, endured until this moment, and finally broke out with the madness of inheriting the sword from all around. After laughing, there was silence, Begonia's eyes moistened, and finally turned into a few tears, the tears quickly turned into ice on the leather jacket, Fan Xian shook his head happily, and was speechless for a long time.

Those who have not experienced this long journey of theirs cannot understand the emotions in their hearts at this moment, which is the fulfillment of a great wish, this is the pride of overcoming heaven and earth, and the impulse to touch the most mysterious place in the world!

After a long snow journey, the snow dog died on the ground along the way, Fan Xian was seriously ill and could die at any time, and Haitang and Wang Shisanlang were also tortured and lost their human form.

...... But they have arrived!

If it weren't for Fan Xian's full preparation and understanding of nature, the three of them would have come here alone, but they were afraid that they would have died on the snowy field long ago. As soon as he thought of this, Fan Xian squinted his eyes and looked at the big snowy mountain in the distance, and couldn't help but think of the two powerful forerunners many years ago, Master Kuhe and Master Sean.

When Fan Xian and his entourage set off from Northern Qi, it was the beginning of spring, and it should be summer time, the warmest moment between heaven and earth, but Sean Kuhe and his party of hundreds of people set off from summer, with countless deaths and injuries along the way, and when they arrived at this snowy mountain, it was exactly the polar night.

How did the two pioneers survive the months-long polar night? Sean and Kuhe were not like Fan Xian, who had the roadmap and experience left by their predecessors, and they were able to survive in such a miserable environment, which really amazed Fan Xian, who had survived the catastrophe at this moment.

Compared with the two pioneers who ate human flesh, Fan Xian and the three of them were actually much happier and much more relaxed, but they were still embarrassed, and it was also thanks to the fact that Haitang and Wang Shisanlang were both the top powerhouses in the world, plus Fan Xian, a waste man with knowledge of two worlds - everything seemed to be fate, Fan Xian was destined to be the most fearful and least feared person in the world for the temple, and also the most capable person to enter the temple and need to enter the temple.

Looking at the mountain running dead horses, Fan Xian gradually got rid of the excitement and excitement in his heart, forcibly suppressed his mind, quietly looked at the tall snow-capped mountain, guessed the appearance of the big temple in the mountain, and said in a sand voice: "Rest for the night, enter the temple tomorrow morning!"