After explaining the matter, Xia Jiang immediately flew back home.

Back at the palace, Xia Jiang inquired, but he didn't get any news from Xia Yu, it seemed obvious that Xia Yu was playing with him.

"Are you really fooling me?Xia Yu, do you think I'm a bully, so you choose me as a shield?" Xia Jiang looked at the stone pier where Xia Yu sat a few days ago, as if looking at the other party and said, but having said that, he was not angry now, he took out the black crystal storage ring and put it on his hand directly.

Storage rings, this is the most practical thing for cultivators, except for the high price and a little luxury, there is no reason to give up. That's right, even if he knows that he may be tricked, Xia Jiang is not afraid, it's a big deal to use it himself, or give it away.

Putting on the ring, Xia Jiang immediately felt the illusion of a spatial crack floating between his fingers, and as he concentrated his thoughts, it became even more unpredictable.

"It is worthy of being a magic weapon for multiple refiners to refine together, it has been simplified, and it can be used as you like, just ......" Through Guò careful induction, Xia Jiang found that the storage ring space was a bit small, only about eight cubic meters. Thinking about the discussion of the day, this eight cubic should be the most common space size for storage rings.

"The space is a bit small, and it's Black Crystal, they all say that Black Crystal can't guarantee the quality of things well, so it's not perfect, so don't give it to Ninth Sister, right?" After thinking about it, Xia Jiang wanted to cancel his plan to give it to Xia Yun'er, and felt that if he wanted to send it, he would send Bai Jing to increase the space.

After reading the storage ring, Xia Jiang's eyes fell on a delicate small box.

......

Time flew by, and two months later, the buffer road outside the palace was covered with layers of yellowed fallen leaves, and occasionally a gust of wind blew, rolling up pieces and shining in the sun.

According to this, on the distant snow-capped mountains, there are snowflakes, frozen for thousands of miles, and frost is white everywhere in the eyes.

In the snowflakes flying, the frost on the earth, the cold everywhere is pressing.

Xia Jiang thought that his bloodline potential had been greatly improved and he could keep out the cold, but when he came to the foot of the snowy mountain, he felt a compelling cold air coming over, which made him can't help but be in awe of this epic "giant".

After moving a little, the blood in his whole body immediately became active, and Xia Jiang felt better and began to move on.

The March appointment was supposed to be tomorrow, but he was worried that the snowy mountain would be difficult to reach, so he arrived a day early, and by the way, he also wanted to challenge the harsh environment here to see if it was suitable for cultivation.

"Ninth sister, there has been no news from you for three consecutive months, and I don't know if you will forget the March appointment......" Every time he walked through a piece of snow, Xia Jiang couldn't help but glance around, almost no one was seen, and he couldn't help sighing, in fact, he was not afraid that the other party would forget it, but that he was worried that something would happen to the other party.

In the past three months, except for a few times he had been to the auction hall and the Wanbao Pavilion, he had been in retreat and cultivation for the rest of the time, and time flew away, as if it were yesterday, but even so, he was still a little worried, because, in the past three months, something had happened in the palace.

Just three months ago, after he disrupted the wedding celebration of Xia Huo, there was no longer his father's figure, and at the end of each month, they all got to the inner palace training ground to gather without special circumstances, but because of the father's dictation, the gathering was canceled, and none of them went. Originally, everyone thought that this was an exception, but who knew that it would continue to be the case for the next two months, so that the princes, princesses, and concubines who had never seen their father again, were all uneasy.

The absence of the king in March may be a trivial matter for the children of the royal family, but it is a big deal for those officials who manage the affairs of the state, and if it is the king who cultivates and retreats for three months, it will be forgotten, but there are no rumors that there is no similar news.

It is precisely because of this that Xia Jiang could see Xia Yun'er at least once a month, but he didn't see him once, and he didn't receive any more letters from the other party, which made him have to worry.

However, it seems that he can barely rejoice that he thought that he would destroy the marriage of his third brother Xia Huo, and the other party would unite with the fourth brother who came out of the customs a month ago to find him to take revenge, but who knew that this month came, there was no movement at all, and it seemed that because of the fact that his father was missing, he had no time to take care of him, the enemy who took his wife.

After climbing for a while, he looked up, only to see that the endless peaks of the mountains seemed to have not changed at all from him, which made him feel a little helpless, after all, this is a snow-capped mountain, and it is even more difficult to walk up the mountain. Speaking of which, he is no longer a poor bastard, he already has a small amount of savings, but he can afford to buy a low-level flying mount, but such a good cultivation opportunity, he really doesn't want to miss it.

"I really underestimate this mountain, it seems that fortunately I was a day ahead of schedule......" Sighing helplessly, Xia Jiang was glad that he was a day early, otherwise it would be embarrassing if he couldn't go up on the same day.

After a short rest, Xia Jiang continued to hurry, forcibly urging the blood in his body to boil, increasing the pace and the control of the center, and running quickly.

Hang on!

Hold on!

The unreachable distance to the top of the mountain appeared in his mind, and Xia Jiang didn't look at it anymore, but he just encouraged himself in his heart to force out the limit of his pure physical fitness.

I don't know how long it took, Xia Jiang felt tired, and when he wanted to rest, he suddenly felt a biting cold, so frightened that he had to forcibly urge the blood again.

"Could it be that the higher you climb, the colder it gets??......" Xia Jiang felt like an idiot and actually ignored this question.

At this moment, if someone hears Xia Jiang's words, I don't know if they will regret their original decision, because if they don't know the power of the Snow Mountain, even if they are a person with a blood compatibility of nine, they may not die if they go to the top of the mountain. Because, on the top of the snow-capped mountain, it is ten times colder than in the mountain, let alone under the mountain.

However, if you have reached the level of a monk, or if you have the cultivation and ability of a monk through the powerful magic weapon of guò, you can challenge it.

Three months ago, Xia Jiang defeated the third prince with a bloodline fit of seven, and his strength was equivalent to a fit of eight, and then after three months of hard cultivation, he was theoretically able to climb the Snow Mountain! And with such strength, even if he couldn't use the Double Cultivation Pill immediately, he could take it in advance, and with the help of the high-quality Double Cultivation Pill, he broke through to the monk in one fell swoop, and then further stepped into the ranks of the Double Cultivator.

So, is this theory feasible, and can Xia Jiang climb the snow-capped mountain? Just look at Xia Jiang's expression at this moment, and it will be clear at a glance.

Although Xia Jiang scolded himself for being an idiot and being attacked by the cold, he did not have the slightest fear on his face, it was very simple, now he was no longer the one who had just refined more than a hundred magic weapons two months ago, let alone the one who barely defeated Xia Huo three months ago.

"The cold is so strong, isn't it? Demon Devouring Sword, suck it for me!" Braving the cold, Xia Jiang roared and slashed out with a sword.

The almost visible mist of confusion, under this sword, swished, as if pulled by the sword wind driven by the sword body, and all of them invaded towards the sword body, making a large area of space around it instantly fade and the vision clear.

Not only that, the cold air that originally enveloped Xia Jiang's thin coat gradually covered his body like frost, but under the swing of this sword, all of them collapsed, turning into streams of air into the Demon Devouring Sword.

"Not enough, not enough! Come again!" Xia Jiang's move was effective, and he immediately swung out a sword again, and at the same time made a leap, and then volleyed out the sword.

With a few swings of the sword, the cold qi was sucked into the Demon Devouring Sword like a tide, and the blood in the whole body suddenly became active again, tumbling and boiling.

In this way, Xia Jiang was a little selfless and kept taking out his sword, and under the continuous sword, even the speed of climbing the mountain was much faster, and he didn't know how long it had been, and when he looked up and down again, he was startled, only to see that things under the mountain were already as small as ants.

But when he looked up, he saw that the top of the mountain was still out of reach.

Seeing this, Xia Jiang was really glad that he had set off a day earlier, and now he was no longer delaying, and he was going all out to make persistent efforts and advance in his cultivation.

As the cultivator-style mountain climbing became more and more proficient, Xia Jiang was a little selfless and tireless. I don't know how long it took, but when Xia Jiang was almost completely immersed in this kind of cultivation, a loud voice came into his ears, but it woke him up.

"Hey, someone?" Obviously hearing the shout, Xia Jiang couldn't help but be stunned, and looked to the side, white and expansive.

He could hardly see anything, but then, with all his might, he swung his sword violently, splitting the white qi in the distance, and suddenly, on the edge of a cliff not far away, a rough basket made of thick wooden branches came into view.

Seeing this thing, Xia Jiang instantly had a picture of a medicine picker in his mind, and immediately thought that someone might have fallen off the cliff.

Before he had time to think about it, he rushed up with a few arrows, came to the edge of the cliff, looked down, and at a glance, he saw a cliff side shrouded in mist, and a blood-stained hand was climbing a stone tip.

The weather was so cold, and with just one hand grasping the stone tip with little focus, anyone knew what would happen to this person next.

Although he didn't know who it was, Xia Jiang couldn't see death without help, and immediately jumped down.

Seeing that the distance was not too far, and seeing that it was about to approach, he immediately stabbed a sword into the rock on the most prominent side, slowing down the speed of falling, and when he saw the whole figure, he immediately exerted his strength again, and with a loud shout, almost the entire body of the Demon Devouring Sword was inserted into the rock, and the body was just a moment, hanging in the air.

"Quick, grab my feet!" Stabilizing his body, Xia Jiang immediately shouted.

The person below seemed to have reached the point of weakness, but when he heard the sudden shout of someone above, he didn't go to see who it was, so he snorted, as if he had burst out of dying power, and with a scream, his body jumped with strength, and the stone tip broke in response, and his hands grabbed the instep of the person who came in a thrilling way.

Xia Jiang, who relied on the Demon Devouring Sword to insert into the rock, and his body was suspended in mid-air, was very stable, even if this suddenly added a person's weight, it was still unaffected, because the Demon Devouring Sword at this moment was in this rock, controlling the power of the Demon Devouring Sword, not only would not destroy the rock, but would make it stronger.

Saving people, Xia Jiang did not hesitate, with the help of the use of the Demon Devouring Sword, he drank a few times in a row, his body jumped lightly, and he returned to the edge of the cliff in a few strokes and threw the person up.

Successfully rescued, Xia Jiang took a closer look and found that it was a young man of the same age as himself, but that animal skin and vines looked like a wild man in the mountains.