The snowy lonely mountain, the majestic palace.

The black and white mountains are creeping like giant beasts, and the most precipitous snow-capped mountains between the mountains break through the clouds and pierce the sky, which is not inferior to the three sacred mountains.

But it still looks small.

Because surrounded by mountains, is a real behemoth, like a spear that runs through the whole world, the lower part goes deep into the earth, and the upper part is hidden in the cloud tomb that never disperses all year round.

Gong Ying wrote about it in her notes.

This is the origin of the 'Fuso, which was also extinguished hundreds of millions of years ago' in human legends.

All the people of the true kingdom can see its existence if they raise their heads, day and night—it is a sundial on the earth, as if it were older than the sun.

The snow-capped mountains meekly creep under the sacred trees.

But there are also some snow peaks that spread upwards paranoidly, like thorns of rebellion, to blaspheme the sacred.

There are nine such snow-capped mountains.

The Great Snow King's Palace is located on one of them.

The Snow King's palace is solemn and solemn, connected with the mountains, and there is a long large stone bridge behind the main hall, the stone bridge is like the outstretched arm of the mountain peak, but the middle part of it seems to be cut by an iron knife, and the other half of the bridge is nowhere to be seen.

There is a snow trail in front of the palace.

The trail winds its way down intermittently to the base of the mountain.

At the foot of the mountain, there are several ancient lanterns suspended, reflecting the flying snow.

It was a group of people.

Eight people carried a cart and walked towards the Snow King's Palace.

"Stop!"

As they stepped up the stone steps of the snowy mountain, a stern scolding sounded, interrupting their steps.

An ancient lamp illuminates a snowy tree.

Squatting on the dead tree sat a gray-white feathered man, whose hair was messy like a cloak, and he was covered with the mask of an owl, behind which his pupils shone with a blue glow.

"A month ago, His Royal Highness had already issued an order to close the mountain, and the Snow King's Palace would not open in March, so you broke into the mountain at this time, are you here to find death?" The gray-feathered man asked coldly.

"Closing the doors of a house can prevent guests from visiting, but it cannot stop robbers from plundering." The curtain opened, and the young man with his hair stepped out, his words gentle, but his face was a strange iron blue.

"Have you called yourselves robbers?" Yuren asked.

"No, I'm a guest, but if Your Highness closes the door to welcome guests, then I am afraid that those who come back after that will be unreasonable robbers." Said the young man.

"You're not welcome here, go back." The attitude of the feather people is still resolute.

The young man didn't seem to hear the eviction order, and he continued, "A month ago, when His Royal Highness failed to bring back the remains of the Fish Dragon King, she completely lost the trust of the Dragon Lord, and also lost the favor of the Great Spirit Tree.

"Your Highness is the daughter of the Dragon Lord." Hato said.

The dragon lord in the mouth of the feather also has nine heirs, and this highness of the Great Snow King's Palace is one of them.

"Your news is too closed."

The young man shook his head and said, "Madame Cheng is pregnant, and the sage has seen it, and it is a son."

Yuren's expression was cold.

"I said, I'm here to help you, I'm the young master of the Soul Palace, and I have the ability to help Your Highness." Said the young man.

"Where's the condition?" Yuren asked.

"I want the blood marrow of King Xuan." The young man spoke without hesitation.

Xuanwang's blood marrow......

The daughter of the dragon lord was born with a Xuan body, and her virgin Yuan Yin contained the blood marrow of the Xuan King, which is an incomparably precious thing, and it is said that as long as you get it, you can not only wash the marrow and refine the body, but also obtain a legendary spiritual root.

His Royal Highness of the Great Snow King's Palace gradually lost power, and many people began to covet the blood marrow of King Xuan.

"Presumptuous!"

The feather man screamed.

He is a disciple of His Highness, and the words of this young master of the Soul Palace fell into his ears, which is undoubtedly the greatest blasphemy against His Highness.

He swooped down from the branch and killed the young master of the Soul Palace.

Yuren is the gatekeeper of the Great Snow Palace, and if someone trespasses into the shrine, he has the power to kill and take it.

Ten horizontally and ten vertically, the gray and white feathers turned into hundreds of flying swords in an instant, and slashed towards the young master of the Soul Hall with the momentum of covering the sky and the sun.

"Able to feather it

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The Spirit Root has played to this point, which is already good, but unfortunately, in the ranking of the Great Spirit Dry Tree, the Feather Spirit Root is not ranked at all." The look of appreciation in the young master's eyes flashed and was replaced by banter and contempt.

The young master raised his arm.

Only one photo.

The feathered man who had launched a brazen attack fell to the ground screaming as if he had been hit by an arrow, rolling all over the ground and his face distorted.

The feather man felt that there were countless more thorns in his body, they were ice picks, iron nails, churning his flesh and blood, as if he was about to be dismembered in an instant!

"Blood...... Blood Spiritual Root, you actually have a Blood Spiritual Root? "Featherman was shocked.

"Well, the seventh-ranked spiritual root of the Great Spirit Tree, blood."

The young master looked indifferently at the feathered man, who was worse than death, and said, "I kill you, it's no different from killing a snowfinch."

On the dead tree behind the feathered people, there were countless ghostly figures, they were all feathered people, all kinds of feathered people, they looked at their painful companions, and their eagle-like sharp eyes stared at this uninvited guest to death.

"You're too weak to even be qualified to sacrifice to the Blood Spirit Root." The young master faced a pair of cold eyes and did not move.

He raised his hand, ready to pinch the feathered man to death like an ant.

Then.

"If you're a guest, why bother making a big fuss?"

On the snowy mountain, the voice of a weak girl sounded, and the voice was made by a snowfinch, which was in a sense a stand-in, and the person who really spoke was in the palace at the top.

The young master's expression moved slightly.

He knew that it was none other than His Royal Highness the Palace Master of the Great Snow Palace.

This daughter of the dragon lord has always been mysterious, few people have seen her true face, and no one has seen her make a move, and the perennial deep residence has given her a sense of mystery, but over the years, His Royal Highness the palace lord has failed again and again and cruelly tore off her veil.

People gradually realized that she was just a little girl with dragon blood, or rather, a pampered waste.

Can't you just kill a feather person, it's hard to be a big deal with the kindness of a woman...... The young master, who thought she could bring some surprises to herself, was disappointed.

"It was the servant raised by His Highness who made the first move, and I just shot back." The young master said.

"Well, this palace will make amends for the feather attendants." The girl said softly.

"Your Highness......

Yuren, who had finally gotten rid of the cruelty of the Blood Spirit Root, raised his head and said in a sad tone.

"It's okay, this palace has its own measure." The girl whispered softly and said, "You can stand down, since this young master has important matters to discuss, let him enter the palace."

"Entering the palace?" Yuren's pupils shrank suddenly, "Absolutely not, Your Highness is the daughter of the Dragon Lord, how can the body of ten thousand gold let ......?"

"Okay, don't talk about it, don't surprise the guests." Her Royal Highness said.

Seeing that His Highness insisted, Yuren had to get out of the way.

The young master of the Soul Hall walked onto the snow road.

He seemed to be strutting, but in fact he was cautious, for fear that there would be traps on the mountain road.

All the way unimpeded.

He came to the palace of the Snow King.

With his arrival, the door of the palace naturally opened a crack to welcome him in.

The young master walked in.

The so-called mountain closure order was indeed in vain, and His Highness personally came to greet him.

The young master has a big mind.

He understood that this highness, who lived alone in the Snow King's Palace, was also waiting for someone who dared to ignore the mountain closure order and enter the mountain to see her.

He was the first.

A few days ago, when he was drinking with his friends, he said that he was going to take away the blood marrow of King Xuan, the lord of the Snow King's Palace, and some of his friends laughed at his whimsy, and some kindly reminded him that no matter how weak the dragon girl is, she is also a dragon girl, and you should not underestimate the enemy.

But he had enough guts.

The journey went smoother than he had imagined, and he was even more contemptuous...... The vendors still know how to shop around, and this precarious highness is too anxious.

The maiden stood before him.

The black robe enveloped her figure and cheeks, revealing only a pointed chin and a touch of pink skirt corners, looking extremely scared and weak.

"Come in with me." Her Royal Highness parted some of her black robes, stretched out her hand in a friendly manner, and beckoned to him.

The young master followed.

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On the way, the two chatted.

"I heard that His Highness had an accident when he pulled out the spirit?" The young master asked.

"Why does the young master knowingly ask?" His Highness asked rhetorically.

The man nodded slightly.

"What has Your Highness been doing in the Closed Palace recently?" The young master asked again.

"Embroidery." His Highness replied.

"Embroidery?"

The young master even felt that this word was a little unfamiliar, this was one of the traces left by ancient civilization, and it was said that some women from another human world were still keen on this kind of boring trick.

I didn't expect her to put her spirit on such a boring thing. At this moment, he suddenly felt that he had suffered a loss...... Forget it, after getting the blood marrow of King Xuan, it's better to abandon her.

But soon, the young master had no such thoughts.

As she entered the inner sanctum, the girl took off her black robe, and the soft pink skirt swayed along with her face.

In the past, it was rumored that the lord of the Great Snow King's Palace was the first beauty in the real country.

Now, the girl is in front of him, the pink skirt is harmless to humans and animals, soft and lovely and full of beauty that charms all beings, this young master of the soul palace doesn't know if this is the sculpture of the dragon lord's blood ghost, but he is sure that this is the most beautiful girl in the real country.

At this moment, he even forgot about the blood marrow of King Xuan, and was just desperate to get her!

"If one day, I am not His Royal Highness the Palace Master of the Great Snow King's Palace, will you still protect me?" His Highness asked coquettishly.

"I will always protect Your Highness." The young master said obsessively.

"Keep your promises."

His Highness smiled sweetly, lowered his head, hesitated for something, and then said disdainfully, "Then continue to come in with me."

"Where?"

"My dormitory." His Highness blinked.

In a little confusion, he vaguely remembered one thing, and said, "I don't know your name yet, and you don't know my name either."

His Royal Highness's name moves the real country, but no one knows his real name.

"It's not important." His Highness said.

"Not important?"

"Well, you'll find out later."

The girl smiled shyly and said, "I'll show you my embroidery first."

The young master is not a person who can appreciate embroidery, but he accepts it as if he is enchanted.

His Highness led him into the boudoir.

"Look at it."

The curtain fell, and she showed off her work.

The young master's face changed suddenly.

In front of it is a huge pool of water, in the pool water, countless ugly, not like natural creations of evil spirits writhing strong and powerful bodies, their limbs are swollen, their eyes are round, and their densely entangled bodies are like a group of copulating snakes, and where their limbs are broken, there are traces of sewing, but it is not needle and thread, it is more like a kind of law power similar to the spiritual root.

What a weird power this is.

At the edge of the pool, there were a few bloated and pale balls of flesh that had been soaked for an unknown amount of time, their bones, limbs, and facial features were all squeezed together, as if the meat had been chopped and re-compacted, so tight that there was no slightest gap.

"What's that......" the young master asked subconsciously.

"That's the person who tried to hide from the blood marrow of King Xuan before, hehe...... You idiot, you don't think you're the first person to try your luck at the Snow King's Palace in a month, do you?" His Highness's sweet smile did not diminish in the slightest.

The young master is creepy.

He remembered that someone had indeed disappeared mysteriously recently, but whether it was a madman or a death, it was too common in the real country, and the young master didn't take it to heart.

Today, he finally knows where they went.

"How's that, do you like my embroidery? Of course, these are small tests and will ...... in the future In the future, I will embroider a truly great work." The girl said.

"What?" He asked subconsciously.

"The dead don't need to know." The young master said.

Even if he knew that he had been fooled and was terrified in his heart, the young master still reacted as soon as possible.

The Blood Spirit Root is activated.

The true kingdom is different from the sacred mountain, here, everyone has spiritual roots, and these spiritual roots are strange or strange

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Mutual restraint, or complementarity, the process of cultivating immortals is also the process of cultivating the spiritual root to become strong, when the spiritual root is truly cultivated into one of the supreme laws, the great spiritual tree will give it a divine position.

Therefore, in this world, the cultivation of spiritual roots is the most important thing, far exceeding the internal and external objects such as physique, divine sense, and weapons.

In addition to all the legendary spirit roots, the blood spirit root of this young master of the Soul Palace is the seventh-ranked spirit root, which can be called unique.

The five fingers of the young master of the Soul Palace bloom like flowers.

The blood within a radius of several zhang was unconditionally mobilized, and they were ordered to turn into ice hammers to pierce their master's body.

But he was too slow to strike.

Before he could do so, His Highness had activated her spiritual root.

"As I said, I'm good at embroidery, these are my works, and so are you."

His Highness smiled softly, his fingers lightly crossed the void, and three words came out of his mouth: "Form-God-Together!"

Moment.

Where His Highness's fingers swiped, all gaps were bridged in an instant, and the air squeezed inward, the world was like a grudge gripped together, even the words that recorded it all were briefly imprinted together, unable to be separated!

The young master couldn't react at all.

The wind blew from hell and into his empty eyes.

No, he no longer has eyes, and the moment his facial features are crowded together, his eyes are tightly glued to the flesh and blood, indistinguishable from each other.

His Royal Highness placed him with several other bloated corpses, looked at the flesh of the young master's blood, and said contentedly, "You are worthy of being the owner of the Blood Spirit Root, it is so beautiful."

Under the Snow King's Palace.

All the feathered people stood in unison on the treetops, their expressions returning to their normal, as if they had known everything before, and now they were gathered together to play a special kind of piccolo, the music of which was so mournful that it was fitting for a funeral.

Snowflakes flying.

His Royal Highness sat on the snow-covered roof, looking into the distance, humming a moving ballad in his mouth, and the pink skirt was not stained with a drop of blood, still harmless and cute.

"Is Your Highness thinking about the plucking of spirits again?" The feathered man circled and landed beside her.

"Uh-huh......

It was the only thing she could never forget.

In the omen of the Great Spirit Tree, the ritual of awakening the King of the Other Shore requires four old Venerables, the remains of three of the Venerables remain in the Ice Vein Demon Cave, which has been found one after another, and the last remains of the Fish Dragon King are in the Divine Tomb above the Nine Heavens, in order to reach the Divine Tomb and retrieve the essence of the Fish Dragon King's remains, she deliberately practiced the exercises of the other world and flew into the Divine Tomb.

But something happened that day.

She meets another Realm-Breaker Ascension.

She wanted to kill the other party, but she underestimated the strength of the other party.

In that battle, she tried her best to win, and in the end, she had to give up, give up the royal skeleton, and choose a sword-fin sea python of the old era in retreat.

This incident made her haunted.

In the Divine Tomb, although she could not use her most powerful method, bridging the spiritual root, her killing skills were also outstanding, and she never thought that in the purest fighting, someone could beat her.

It was the only real one of all her failures.

"I'll win it back."

His Highness shook his legs and said, "Granny Paper has told me that I have a fatal enemy, and that we are far apart, but we will inevitably meet."

Your Highness......" Yuren wanted to speak and stopped.

"Okay, don't talk about this, you go and spread some news and deceive more people to come over, the Fierce Bloody Array is indeed a useful formation, but it is too draining...... There's at least ten left." His Highness was slightly disappointed.

She failed to get the remains of the Fish Dragon King, she could only control the sword-fin sea python, and the ritual of awakening the king of the other side could not be missed, she must get a higher realm, make up for the lack of the sword-fin sea python, and ensure that this summoning ceremony was foolproof.

"Only the Giant King can open the eternal darkness of the Necromantic Snowfield, if I miss it, I will have to wait another thousand years, I don't want to be a sinner." His Royal Highness said quietly, "The feud between the True Kingdom and the Lord of the Gray Tomb will end in this thousand years."

The Feathered People don't care about the Lord of the Grey Tomb.

Such a big thing

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It's not something a small character like him should care about.

He cares more about another thing than the Lord of the Grey Tomb......

"The young master of the Soul Palace said that Mrs. Cheng is pregnant again......

"Impossible!" His Royal Highness flatly denied it, saying, "There may be another lady who is pregnant, but it can never be Mrs. Cheng."

"Why is Your Highness so sure?" Yuto was surprised.

"Mrs. Cheng is my mother, and when I was born, I found that my birth had left a terrible wound on my mother's body, so I used the Healing Spirit Root for the first time to help my mother close the wound." For the first time, His Highness's voice carried a hint of apology: "Bridging the spiritual root is irreversible, and Mrs. Cheng will not have any more children."

It's a great secret, and only a few people know about it.

She didn't think it was a big deal, that one of her brothers, who had a broken spirit root, had his own umbilical cord cut off when he was born.

His Highness stretched his waist and slowly stood up on the snow hall.

The wind came from afar, sweeping through her hair.

Her long hair miraculously turned silver.

This was her original hair color, but it was too cold for her to trap her prey, so she didn't like it.

Pink is her favorite color.

"Alright, let's wait for the summoning ceremony to begin, after which the giant king who failed to chase the sun will return with his fate."

His Highness closed his left eye and pointed his finger flat into the distance, which was the direction of the setting of the sun, and the other side of the ice sea, "He will return from there."

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