The weather on Turtle Mountain has become worse and worse these days, and the gale wind mixed with the biting cold seems to swallow up the whole earth, and the ghost of the Buddha and the ghost of the sings in the sky, making this already sparsely populated place even more desolate.

Iraq still runs 500 miles of snow every day and practices a turtle breath**, but he no longer dares to touch that power, and slowly Iraq begins to have true qi in his body, although it is ten million times worse than that mysterious power, but it also makes Iraq excited.

On this day, Iraq was practicing the Dharma in the backyard when he suddenly heard a piercing roar coming from the distant iceberg. Iraq stopped, looked at the top of the high iceberg, as if a big bird was flying, curiosity rose, and I wanted to see what was going on.

According to Iraq's original temperament, he usually doesn't pay attention to such things, but there is nothing else to do on this turtle mountain every day except to practice the mental method, and when people are bored, they will find something new for themselves to do. Therefore, when I saw such a scene today, Iraq did not think much about it, and was in the mood to pass the time and take a casual look.

"Brother, where are you going?" Suddenly Xiaobai's voice came from behind him.

"Oh, I see a strange big bird on the iceberg over there, I want to go over and see it, are you going to come too?" said Iraq with a laugh.

Xiaobai nodded, her lovely and fair face looked beautiful against the snowflakes, and no one wanted to refuse her with a pair of bright eyes.

"Let's go. ”

Iraq waved at Xiaobai, turned around and ran towards the iceberg. I didn't see Xiaobai make any movements, and the snow under her feet turned into a lotus flower and flew after her to Iraq.

It took two hours to reach the iceberg. The iceberg is surrounded by a vast expanse of snow, and as far as the eye can see, there is no boundary, only the vast mist on the edge of the sky, mixed with the flying snow, stands here, making people feel a sense of insignificance and nothingness.

After walking a distance, Iraq felt a strange feeling, with the occasional cracking sound under his feet, and the faint whispering of something, like the sound of a deep sleep, like the muffled sound of the old bell tower, in this endless snowfield, there was always a little fright.

The two came to the foot of the iceberg, Iraq adjusted his mind, and said in his heart, this turtle breath ** is really powerful, I didn't feel tired at all after running so far, and even the breath was the same as usual. I still remember when I first came, I started to be out of breath after running for dozens of miles, and I felt like I was in a different world.

"Brother, what do you want?" Xiaobai saw Iraq in a daze, and naughtily pushed him and asked.

"No, nothing. Iraq was pulled back by Xiaobai's voice, and then looked up at the iceberg, taken aback, from a distance, it felt that there was no difference, but it was a little higher than other icebergs, and when I got closer, I found that it was not only high, but also very steep, and there was no way to climb at all. The cliffs of the mountains are covered with snow and piled up in various shapes, and there are many small peaks halfway up the waist. It seems that the slightest carelessness can cause an avalanche.

Looking at the top of the mountain, the clouds and mist are misty, and the sunlight hits it, reflecting the colorful light. Iraq sighed a lot, looked at it for a while, but found that the big bird he saw when he came was gone, his mood was a little low, he sighed, and said, "It's in vain." ”

Xiaobai saw that Iraq was a little unhappy, so he said: "Brother, you wait here, I'll go up and have a look." As she spoke, she flew towards the top of the mountain like a flint, forming a white line behind her, and the iceberg disappeared from Iraq's sight like a fairy.

Iraq looked at the slowly blurred figure in a daze, and couldn't imagine that Xiaobai was so understanding, she was really a good girl.

When he was bored, he began to stir the snow under his feet, and the snow layer was very thick and solid as it fell. So Iraq suddenly got interested and wanted to see how thick the snow was. As soon as the heart qi was mentioned, a stream of true air flowed into the palm of the hand, and with a slight pressure on the snow surface, the snow melted away, and slowly the hand sank deeper and deeper, and in a moment the 3,4 meters around the body had sunk half a person deep.

If you look closely, there is a thick layer of ice underneath, and you can vaguely see water flowing underneath. It dawned on Iraq that the flat snowfield was a huge lake, but it was covered by perennial snowfall. Just looking at the thickness of this snow, it is thousands of years old.

Iraq was engrossed in his thoughts, when he suddenly heard a familiar voice from the sky.

"Brother, look. ”

Iraq looked up and saw a big bird behind the oncoming little white. Xiaobai was like a small insect in front of the big bird. So Iraq jumped out of the glacier and onto the snow.

The distance between Xiaobai and the big bird is getting closer and closer, and when he looks closely, he finds that it is not a bird at all, it is a flying dragon that has no flesh and blood, only a skeleton, and it looks like it is about to catch up with Xiaobai.

Iraq was really angry, and with a push of both palms, a big turtle flew up along the palm, and the turtle conjured up in Iraq at this moment was already the size of a round table, and it was not bumping around like before, but flew straight to that one.

"Bang"

It hit the wyvern right on the body, and the wyvern staggered, hovering in the air and steady, looking at Iraq on the ground with demonic eyes. He screamed and rushed straight down.

Iraq hooked his palms, left and right, and three turtles the size of a round table came into being, shouting: "Spit fire." ”

Three flames of light rushed straight at the flying dragon, and the flying dragon was not to be outdone, and spit out ice and snow with one mouth, which was forming a confrontation with the firelight.

In the beginning, Iraq was able to cope with it. Slowly, the breath of frost began to consume the flames, and Iraq only felt that if it continued like this, he would soon be engulfed by the frost.

At the same time, Iraq suddenly felt the pendant on his chest faintly move, as if he had a strong belonging to the flying dragon in the air, more and more intense, and in a moment it had already drilled out of Iraq's placket and floated in the air. Iraq's neck was pulled in pain.

"Okay, you stinky dragon with no meat, play yin with me. ”

Iraq pressed down with both hands, flipped it hard, and shouted in his mouth: "Eight turtles Kaitai." ”

The three turtles immediately turned into 8 turtles, just surrounded by the flying dragon, the flying dragon seemed to understand this form of disadvantage, and was about to run, how could he just turn around, he was hit by the spirit pill of Xiaobai floating in the air, and the eight flames that followed also rushed up. At this moment, the little dragon head at Iraq's neck finally broke free from the rope and flew up, and at the same time as the eight flames hit the flying dragon, the dragon head just stuck to the tail of the flying dragon, and the flying dragon seemed to sense something, looked back, and then fell to the ground with a wail, completely turning into a pile of bones.

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