"Dusk halberd sand, it's spring and autumn, who knows my young man's bumpy heart, expecting a dream, solving a thousand sorrows, to the first glass of wine, what's the matter?"

Drunk in the wind, crying silently, the sunset a few times on the western mountain, the beasts mourned for it, whining, and dusk.

The wind python interrupted Feng Miao, and the silver horn blood drinking python knew that Feng Miao would enter the demon path when he entered the state of meditation, so he relied on his partnership with Feng Miao's demonic beasts, and his spiritual sense said: "Brother Miao Miao, the demonic beasts of this Ice Pole Mountain Range are similar to some ancient cultivation sites

When magical, for example, there is a magical beast called the Phantom Ice and Snow Demon on the edge of the Ice Pole Mountains, this kind of magic beast can make people sleep and recall the experience of a lifetime, and continue to dream in their sleep, although the Phantom Ice and Snow Demon itself is not strong in combat, but once someone is dreamed of by it and enters the endless reincarnation, even the strong man of the Emperor can only fall in it and not wake up, and finally die due to the limit, but there are also monks who are awake from the dream of the Phantom Ice and Snow Demon, and it is rumored that they are all able to ask because of the reincarnation in the illusion, so that countless Emperor and the strong are excited, so that the Emperor and the strong have captured this kind of magic beast, causing its number to plummet and become more and more mysterious。 Feng Miao woke up from her grief and was deeply attracted by the wind python's statement, "So, isn't it that the Imperial Realm can hardly escape the illusion of the Ice and Snow Demon?" Feng Miao asked in surprise.

Feng Python saw that Feng Miao's interest was aroused by himself, and then his spiritual sense transmitted: "It is not excluded that cultivators of the low realm, the terrifying kind of person with a strong heart can wake up with a conscience in several lifetimes, speaking of which, the Phantom Ice and Snow Demon can also be regarded as the Rui Beast of this Northern Wilderness." ”

"Also, Anaconda, I like what you call me. Feng Miao said with a smile

Immediately, the silver horn blood drinking python glanced at Feng Miao.

"Brother Miao Miao, my bloodline inheritance tells me that the conscience is the last gate from the King Realm to the Emperor Realm, countless cultivators are trapped at the peak of the King Realm, some can only break through in ten years, some can only be embarrassed in a hundred years, and some people are even trapped in the King Realm all their lives and cannot take the next step. This shows how important a conscience is to a cultivator. "The wind python said in a serious way.

In the exchange of spiritual consciousness between one person and one python, the moonlight flowed quietly unconsciously, and the bright moonlight hit the boundless snow, which was incredibly beautiful. In this world, there is no hierarchical oppression, no disturbance, only this quiet night, Feng Miao and the wind python are also quietly absorbing this tranquility.

"It's getting late, let's find a place to stay in order to recover today's attrition, and tomorrow we will go to find your so-called mysterious ancient repair ruins" After a long silence, Feng Miao said to the python with a tired face.

Fortunately, there is a perennial battle between humans and demonic beasts in the Ice Pole Mountain Range, and a large number of cultivators, who participate in the fight against demonic beasts, will leave a place to stay or cultivate in the mountain range.

The night was deep, and the tired two looked at the monotonous snowy scene, and they were also listless, and the swaying two people collided slightly from time to time, and made a knocking sound from time to time.

At this moment, both sides glanced at each other, "You are so lazy, obviously you can emit purple rays to illuminate, but you just don't do it, stupid python, I have never seen you cut the door so big." Walking in the night, Feng Miao complained and scolded.

However, just as Feng Miao decided to urge the imperial qi for pathfinding, he suddenly felt that the soles of his feet were empty, and his body fell involuntarily, and an exclamation came from the two of them, and in an instant, a pop sounded, "Damn, it's okay in the end, who is this so weird, you have to dig a hole in the ground when you sleep?" Feng Miao was in pain and then thought about it again: But in the end, I still found a place to live, and it saved a lot of effort.

The dust-faced Feng Miao and Feng Miao were already exhausted, and the low-level cultivators could not maintain their vitality without resting. "Dumb python, I think we're going to sleep. Without too many words, the two quickly fell asleep. Feng Miao soon fell asleep, and the fire appeared in the dream, and Feng Miao faintly saw the past.

"Grab that wild seed, my Wind Clan can't afford to lose this person, the Spirit Root Awakening Conference has tested your wild seed, and anyone who is not innocent will be killed!" A middle-aged man shouted angrily, and his big hand turned into a cyan seal and hit the white-clothed young man. Seeing that the fierce attack was about to destroy the white-clothed young man in front of her, a purple-clothed woman with tears on her face leaned over to block the big cyan seal. Crying and crying loudly to the middle-aged man: "Feng Xiaotian, I, Ning Qing, have never done anything innocent, and Miao'er is also an innocent descendant of the Feng Clan, don't you ignore the rule set by the ancestor that the Feng Clan people are not allowed to harm their fellow clans?"

The young man Feng Miao looked at the middle-aged man in front of him with a resentful face, the middle-aged man was also unkind to look at the young man who was surviving under his own law seal, and then smiled at Ning Qing: "What a clean and innocent person, if this wild species is really a descendant of my Feng Clan, then how do you explain that the fairy spirit stone shows that this son does not have the breath of heaven annihilation of my Feng Clan, and why there is no Wind Clan's unique Wind Soul Root, you must know that my Wind Clan has been inherited from the Dragon Emperor to the present, and all the heirs of the Wind Clan must have the Wind Spirit Root, where does this innocence start, you can talk about it." The middle-aged man said coldly with disdain

"Even if Miao'er doesn't have the Wind Spirit Root, you can't so hastily conclude that he is not the heir of the Wind Clan, not the species of the Wind Clan, do you know if Miao'er has the blood of the Dragon Emperor?" Ning Qing asked rhetorically, not to be outdone.

"Okay, you Ning Qing, but you are articulate, more than a hundred years ago, the treasure of my Feng Clan, the Dragon Emperor Jade Tablet lost the last Dili, since then, the awakening of the heirs of my Feng Clan is only the awakening of the spiritual root, no one can awaken the bloodline, and there is nothing to prove the bloodline of the Dragon Emperor. Now you're quibbling. The middle-aged man said contemptuously, and then with a wave of his hand, a blue light drowned the mother and son.

Feng Miao muttered in her sleep: Don't, mother.

Whispering python, boy tears, who is hurting? (To be continued)