The north wind howled, rolling up a thousand piles of snow.

The land is a little barren, the mountains in the distance are a little bare, there is no lush greenery in the south of the Yangtze River, there is no strange mountains and junshi in Xishu, and there are only lonely.

This is the north of this world, Yanyun.

Compared with Xishu and Dachu, which have been peaceful and have more and more exchanges over the years, the realm of Yanyun seems to have gradually faded out of people's sight.

Occasionally, when people hear it, they just exclaim, "Oh, that's the country that is rich in cavalry and fights fiercely, right?" ”

With the death of the old man, the new generation of people's understanding of Yanyun has finally become more and more blurred with the passage of time.

The three countries have been at peace with each other for nearly 60 years, and although there will still be some small frictions from time to time, they will not be able to get on the stage and enter people's hearts after all.

In the era of peace, what people are most interested in is not what policies or wars, but those things that sound new and make people feel yearning.

But Yanyun doesn't seem to have rivers and lakes.

Yanyun people are warlike and martial, and the army was originally based on the inter-clan system and obeyed the call of the royal family, but with the slow changes over the years, they also learned the methods of the Central Plains and slowly integrated them together.

At this moment, Yan Yun is a little different from before.

And at this moment, north of this Yanyun, on a snow-capped mountain, in the midst of the ice and snow, there is a young man cross-kneeled here.

In front of him, there was a pool.

The water in the pool is strangely clear, and snow water is constantly pouring into it.

A faint mist rises and dots the surrounding area of the pool, as if you are in a fairyland.

The boy finally opened his eyes and looked into the pool.

With his gaze, the pool in front of him seemed to be boiling at the moment.

A dark shadow flashed in the water at this moment.

There was an animal about the size of a loach, fleeing frantically in the pool at the moment.

The young man was just about to step up, but then an old man suddenly appeared beside him.

The old man had a black robe and white hair, and his hair color had become snow-white, obviously he didn't know how old he was.

But it seems that this old man does not seem to be old at all, but full of spirit.

He patted the young man's body at this moment, and his expression showed a very happy and bold smile, and said with a smile.

"Xuanyuan boy, now that you have finally completed the prohibition you set at the beginning, as long as you find that guy from Baiye in the future, and swallow his luck, then this opportunity that can only be once in thousands of years will be yours."

The young man who was called Xuanyuan by the old man had a calm expression, and he did not fluctuate in the slightest because of the old man's words.

The cultivation that emanates from his body is not very high, it is just blowing snow.

The young man spoke softly at this moment and said.

"Master, are you so sure I can swallow the white leaves? Master, you told me before that he has already reached the peak of the Extreme Realm, and I am just blowing snow. ”

The old man chuckled, shook his head and laughed.

"Naturally, no matter what the difference between your realms is, but you are a person who is destined to win, even if he is extremely good? When I meet you, I will be eaten to death by you. ”

After speaking, the old man was silent for a moment, and then said with some emotion.

"I have no rivers and lakes in Yanyun, and now I don't have a war, but I have a lot less fun, Xuanyuan boy, this time you have completed the ban, do you plan to go down the mountain to take a look?"

A hint of confusion flashed in the boy's eyes.

Downhill?

He's been on this snowy mountain for as long as he can remember.

Now, does the master want to let himself go down the mountain?

But then, he nodded, and with a movement of his footsteps, he walked down the mountain.

Are you going to go down the mountain?

But the old man grabbed him, and before the young man could ask a question, he stretched out his hand and shook it fiercely at the pool of snowy water.

A black shadow like a loach was held up in the water at this moment, and it couldn't stop struggling.

When it surfaced, the black shadow could be seen clearly, but it was not a loach, but it was slightly similar in length, but on its head, there were two small horns, and on its body, there were four claws.

But the horn is only half raw, but it looks a little nondescript. 、

The loach's body struggled for a long time, and found that it couldn't break free, and its body calmed down for a moment, but it swayed and rose with the wind, and its body was enlarged thousands of times at this moment?

What kind of loach is this, it is clearly a dragon about dozens of meters long.

The dragon let out a deafening roar at this moment, and then opened its bloody mouth, rushed down, and bit the old man!

The boy's eyes were flat, as if he had known all this.

But the old man laughed and pointed to the dragon that jumped from the dragon.

"Xuanyuan boy, swallow it, this is your destined luck, plus the luck of Da Chu's white leaves, you can be a celestial in the world!"

The boy didn't speak, just nodded silently.

Immediately, his figure soared, but he stepped on the dragon's head.

A flash of brutality flashed in his eyes, and he slammed down with a punch.

……

In the Taibai Sword Sect, Ye Wuwu was sitting cross-legged in meditation.

The shock value has been increasing recently, and it is finally starting to increase.

[Received shock value +10000 from Li Jin]

[Received Shock +1000 from Ang Lee]

[Received from ......]

Ye Wuwu didn't have to think about it, it must be his bicycle and liquor that finally came in handy.

It's just that I don't know how much shock value it will get when it is actually put into the market in the future?

At this moment, Ye Wuwu's shock value has reached 190,000.

But he didn't use it at all.

Ye Wuwu got up and came to the courtyard, but his expression was inexplicably a little gloomy.

It has been more than a month since the Jianghu Alliance.

Li Jiu's injuries have also improved, and the junior sister's cultivation seems to be more sophisticated, Liu Yuechan has changed a little, but Ye Wuwu can't say it.

After a long silence, he took out something in his hand, but it was a newspaper from Bai Xiaosheng.

There were all kinds of interesting things about the recent rivers and lakes written on it, and Ye Wuwu swept it over and put it aside.

He couldn't help but recall the shocked look on that day when he handed the 100,000 taels of silver ticket to the other party.

He asked a question that day, and the other party gave an answer.

"Is there anyone living in the East China Sea? Or is it a strange person? ”

Ye Wuwu asked suspiciously.

The young man who had a decisive name was stunned for a moment at this moment, then smiled and pocketed the 100,000 taels of silver ticket with peace of mind.

Only then did he speak slowly, his tone a little erratic.

"At first, I really didn't dare to accept your 100,000 taels of silver, after all, no one's money is blown by the wind, but since you asked this question, hehe, it's worth it."

After speaking, without waiting for Ye Wuwu to speak, he continued.

"On the other side of the East China Sea, there is a very ancient sect, it is said that the Flying Immortals between them are not much compared to the Daomen, and in history, it seems to be more distant than the Daomen?"

"That sect is called the Shifting Flower Palace."

(End of chapter)