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On the left side of the highway is the clear Cherchen River, and on the right side is the Kunlun Mountains, the first sacred mountain in the world, known as the ancestor of ten thousand mountains.

The car drove on the endless field, the abrupt snow-capped mountain dragon was lying horizontally on the horizon, the crystal clear and pure sky was as pure as a blue diamond, a few white clouds were floating, and the huge sun gilded everything on the plateau with a layer of holy brilliance, but such a magnificent landscape could not arouse Lu Ping's interest. He sat in the back seat of the car, squinting his eyes, just feeling extremely bored.

He didn't have altitude sickness, but he was always like this along the way, and no matter how magnificent the scenery was, there were times when he was aesthetically fatigued.

It may be that you are on the plateau, closer to the sky, and the sun looks much bigger than the Central Plains, and it is dusk, and the sun hangs like a lantern in the western sky, radiating a soft orange light. The car travels through the vast grassland, looking around, you can see that there is a lonely smoke rising in the distance, Lu Ping can't help but think of an ancient poem, "the desert is lonely, the sun sets over the long river" Although this place is not a barren desert, the artistic conception is almost the same.

"Master, in another hour you will be to the Kriya Pass. The driver said suddenly.

The literary fan who had just been mentioned immediately disappeared, and Lu Ping snorted, a little displeased, "Stop!" he said.

The driver hurriedly applied the brakes, and the speeding Hummer gradually came to a stop on the side of the road.

"You can send it here," said Lupin, jumping out of the car, carrying a bulging hiking bag from the trunk, and saying to the driver who came by, "Remember, in a month's time, wait for me at the Kriya Pass border post in front." After speaking, Lu Ping put on a mountaineering hat, waved his hand, and left the highway and walked towards the grassland, the majestic Kunlun Mountain in the distance.

The driver is an old middle-aged Meizu man, although he knows that Lu Ping is extraordinary, but he is still worried for no reason when he sees him going to explore Kunlun Snow Mountain alone. Seeing that Lu Ping had gone far, he hadn't left yet, and he was still watching. It wasn't until Lu Ping walked to the shadow of the mountain, turned around and waved his hat at him, and then disappeared into the gray shadow of the mountain, that the Meizu driver got into the car, turned around, and sped away along the road he came from.

The night was long and cold, and when the first rays of dawn broke through the sky and shone on the majestic Kunlun Snow Mountain, Lu Ping had already reached the summit of Mushi Mountain.

Mushi Mountain, 6638 meters of sea wave, is located in the middle of the Kunlun Mountains. The snow lasts all year round!

Standing at the peak of Lingyun, looking down on the vast snow-capped mountains, the morning sun on the horizon inlaid the snowy plateau with a beautiful golden edge. There is a sky above, a valley downstream, and I am standing on the top of the mountain, I am the first person in heaven and earth, so that Lu Ping can't suppress the agitation in his heart, and he opens his mouth to roar, "Oh-"

The whistling stopped, and the aftermath still echoed in the valley.

The road calmed down the surging mind, enjoyed a rare beauty of ordinary people, and then walked down to the peak step by step, on the way to the top, he found a hole in a cliff ~ hole, although it is not huge, but it can also be accommodated.

The morning sun has risen, and the white snow and ice reflect the dazzling light, and in the absence of protective measures, climbers will easily suffer from snow blindness, but Lu Ping is not an ordinary person, and this hidden danger does not care at all.

At this time, although he could not fly to the sky, he was still walking on the ice cliffs. Soon he returned to the cave cliff he had first found and climbed into it with ease.

This cave is naturally formed, it is more than one person high, less than two meters wide, basically no depth, and it will come to the end after walking more than a dozen steps inside. It was a mess inside, there were a lot of gravel scattered on the ground, and it took Lu Ping some time to clean up the inside and out, after all, he was going to live here for the next few days, although he didn't have to be comfortable, at least he had to look comfortable.

Lu Ping embedded a few moonstones on the roof of the cave to drive away the darkness in the cave, and then stopped with satisfaction and settled the backpack at the innermost end of the cave~ cave. After sealing the entrance, Lu Ping came back and took out a simple tent from his backpack, supported it, and went into the tent with a sleeping bag and fell asleep.

I slept until the middle of the moon.

After Lu Ping woke up, he got out of the tent and came to the entrance of the cave, only to see the cold moon like a crescent moon facing the entrance of the cave, so close that it seemed to be within reach. A few centimeters below his feet was a swarthy abyss, in which the cold wind howled like the demons of hell.

Eternal snow-capped mountains, cold caves, lonely people, Lu Ping has never experienced the loneliness of being the only one in heaven and earth, this is a rare psychological experience, which is very beneficial to his state of mind. Of course, he didn't miss out on this moment.

He stared at the crescent moon, which was a little colder than ice, and thought of his wife and lovely children thousands of miles away, and gradually tears blurred his eyes. Sadness stirred the gray wings, silently attacking like night, enveloping him, hugging him tightly, Lu Ping only felt the cold from his heart to the outside, but he couldn't struggle.

Lu Ping simply closed his eyes, letting the tears slip from the corners of his eyes, slowly flowing down his cheeks, dripping onto the cold rocks under his feet, and instantly forming a small ice flower. This scene played out in his mind like slow motion, and gradually Lu Ping's heart calmed down.

The desire to cultivate immortality suddenly ignited in Lu Ping's heart like a spark of fire, and quickly burned, releasing light and heat.

The chill receded, and the warmth hit. When Lu Ping opened his eyes again, his eyes were clear and transparent, firm as iron. Looking at the cold moon on his head, Lu Ping showed a smile, and then sat on the ground, calming down, meditating and cultivating.

Less than a month after returning from Japan, Lu Ping felt that he had entered a bottleneck period. Cultivating under the moon every night, the essence of the moon that is inhaled into the body does not have any stagnation, and it turns around in the body like flowing water, and then it is dispersed from the body. It's as if your body is a sponge full of water, and no matter how hard you try, you can't suck in a drop of seawater.

This situation lasted for a few days, and Lu Ping was sure that he had entered the threshold of cultivation, the bottleneck period, and it was also the first bottleneck period in his cultivation life.

Lu Ping spent a few days arranging business matters, after all, before the cultivation now, with a huge consortium, every move had to be considered, and he couldn't do it when he said he could go.

After arranging things, Lu Ping came to Liao's uninhabited Tibet alone, preparing to break through to the realm of heaven and man here.