At night, the cold wind returned to the three thatched huts that could shelter from the wind and rain.

Although it is a little shabby, it is a warm nest for the homeless. The walls of the thatched house are made of large bluestones, and the triangular roof is supported by metasequoia logs, and the reeds and thatch are covered with it.

As the weather gets worse and worse as winter approaches, I wonder if this thatched hut, which has not been renovated for a long time, can survive the whole winter.

He curled up back into the house, added some dry wood to the yellow mud stove fire, lit the fire, and the warm light of the fire instantly illuminated the whole room, gradually driving away the cold.

In the fire, a small iron pot was propped up, and a scoop of well water was added to the pot, and two wild duck eggs were placed in the water, and this was the dinner he talked about to satisfy his hunger.

Zilazila!

Listening to the sound of boiling water, huddled around the stove, the cold wind leans against the haystack, gently closes his eyes, and thinks about something, and life will become calmer.

In this wilderness, the thatched huts with a little light became the only scene at night.

Under the thatched eaves, there are several nests of sparrows, winter is coming, more than a dozen sparrows, each curled up in a warm nest, relying on the thatch to shelter from the wind and rain, through this long winter.

The wind outside was getting stronger and stronger, and the air was bitterly cold as if it had been released from an ice cellar.

In order to survive, he not only had to endure the darkness and cold, but also slowly got used to loneliness and loneliness.

The Empty Valley Dojo is a general name for a region, where there are seventy-two mountains, and Fanjing Mountain is just one of them. The entire Hollow Valley Dojo is vast and inhabited by millions of ordinary people.

The Eastern Continent has two geographical divisions, the cultivation realm and the mortal realm, the mortal realm refers to the seventy-two mountain ranges in the Empty Valley Dojo, and the cultivation realm is the place outside the Empty Valley Dojo.

In addition to the mortal realm, the Hollow Valley Dojo also has another alias - the Death Realm!

The seventy-two mountains are divided into nine realms according to gold, wind, water, fire, earth, light and darkness, life and destruction. Each of these realms is home to eight mountains. Fanjing Mountain, where the cold wind is located, belongs to the wind realm among the nine realms.

The cultivators of the cultivation realm are limited by their lifespan, even if they are invincible martial gods, their lifespan is only three thousand years. Martial God-level cultivators are only qualified to be buried in the mountains of the Empty Valley Dojo when they are dead.

The Xiuzhen Realm has gone through thousands of generations, and the remains of thousands of martial gods are buried in every mountain here. What is valuable is that in the body of the martial god, there is a tempered godhead.

The seventy-two mountains are peculiar, coupled with tens of thousands of martial gods, made in heaven and earth, forming a formation, which can be isolated from the cultivation realm.

It is said that the Konggu Dojo is in the energy prohibition left over from the ancient period, and the godhead in the seventy-two mountains provides a steady stream of energy for the energy field, and the name of this ancient energy field is - Konggu Dao!

Lan Xi belongs to the cultivators of the cultivation world, and she has a huge amount of true power in her body, due to the restriction of the energy ban, she can only talk to the cold wind on the periphery of the empty valley dojo, and cannot set foot in the range of the empty valley dojo.

The Empty Valley Dojo and the Xiuzhen World, two worlds with completely different natural features and humanities and society.

The body structure of a cultivator is no different from that of a mortal, except that there are three more things for a cultivator, the Tian Yuan located in the center of the brain nucleus, the Earth Yuan located in the center of the Dantian, and the dimensional structure that connects the Heaven Yuan and the Earth Yuan, the Yuan Vein.

Tian Yuan is located in the cerebral marrow, Di Yuan is located in the dantian, the Yuan veins are connected, the three are indispensable, the three elements are one, and they can be cultivated only when they converge into the true yuan.

Han Feng was born with a triad, he is an out-and-out cultivator, and his talent is different from ordinary people, the earth yuan is majestic, the wind talent, he is the best among his peers, and there is no one else in the entire Wind City.

At his best, he was pinned on high hopes to be the next Skywalker, inheriting the mantle of the Children of the Wind and guarding the City of the Winds.

However, the world is unpredictable, from the moment he was born, the cold wind that has been smooth sailing, but in an important soul power competition, an accident occurred.

In the Fengyun Lamp in the center of the Wind City, at the foot of the giant statue of the Son of the Wind, he and another wind master, Ling Du, competed for soul power. At the last moment, something unexpected happened, his soul power went out of control, Tian Yuan suffered from incredible divine disturbances, and the Earth Yuan fell into chaos, and finally the Yuan vein was broken, and the Tian Yuan and Earth Yuan lost connection.

The out-of-control soul power was entangled with the remnants of the Divine Thoughts of the Stroke Son of Fengyunzhan, and the lights were dimmed and the divine thoughts were annihilated.

At this point, Cold Wind not only lost his true essence and fell from a cultivator to mortal dust, but also became an eternal sinner in the entire Wind City, and was expelled from his home by his clan and driven away from the Wind City.

What happened that day, pierced his mind deeply, a painful mark that can never be erased.

Fall into the abyss and never see the light of day.

In the middle of the night, the outside of the thatched hut was pitch black, and the rumbling north wind swept across the ashram, making a terrible sound. The cold wind lay quietly in the haystack, and my heart could not be calmed for a long time.

He looked through the window lattice, looking at the dark world outside, full of bitterness and loneliness but no one could say, his smart eyes, flashing light, looking forward to tomorrow's sun to illuminate the earth, illuminate his soulless and helpless heart.

'Will Lan Xi be the one I've been waiting for?' the cold wind waits for tomorrow's meeting again.

It was not yet evening, and the cold wind came early to find the trestle, facing the sky with his eyes full of expectations.

The sky was dark, the clouds were overpowering, and the wind was like a wild horse on the loose, sweeping every inch of the Empty Valley Dojo. The endless reeds, swept by the wind, set off layers of yellow-brown waves, and the reed flowers flew all over the sky.

The air was mixed with a solemn smell, surprisingly heavy, and the waters of the Heavenly Realm Lake, the waves were turbulent and flying.

Only the towering Fanjing Mountain behind him stands there, not moving a slight, not moving a single color, the verdant of the pine and cypress, thick and majestic, safe and quiet.

In the western sky, the setting sun gradually drowned in dark clouds. In the dim sky, a small black dot appeared in the distance, moving quickly towards here, and Lan Xi's Wind Feather Bird finally appeared in sight.

The Wind Feather Bird hovered on the water, and Lan Xi was still dressed the same as yesterday, beautiful and cute, and touching. At such a young age, he grew into such a fairy and ingenious, if he reached the age of twenty or thirty, he was destined to have a variety of charms and a country and a city.

Han Feng was a little shy, raised his head and smiled with relief: "Miss Lan Xi, you finally appeared, let's talk quickly, otherwise the blizzard will come, and it will be troublesome." ”

Sanqi also asked him to eat sheep and scorpions, if he didn't go earlier, a snowstorm would come after a while, and he couldn't go if he wanted to.

Lan Xi curled the corners of his mouth, and his cherry-red lips moved: "Are you still quite concerned about me, worried that I won't be able to go back on a snowy day, right?" However, this snowstorm came a little strangely, according to common sense, this snow came a little early, and it was not an ordinary rage. ”

He suddenly smiled in his heart, so he had to follow the flattery: "Well, yes, you can't enter the Empty Valley Dojo, and I want to stay here with you, but I can't." This blizzard is very fierce, it seems to be coming towards the Hollow Valley Dojo, the wind and clouds are changing, tyrannical and impermanent, and it is another harsh winter. “

"You still want to stay with me, do you think too much?" Lan Xi didn't really get angry, his cheeks swirled with small dimples, and he asked shyly: "What are you thinking, do you have the confidence to find that unstoppable cold wind?"

He pondered this question for a day and a night.

Han Feng's face was gloomy, without a trace of excitement, and he muttered: "I won't tell you, I won't forget the cold wind in the past, that cold wind is very good, and it is out of reach for me now." I know my current situation very well, and I still choose to be a quiet ordinary person and live this life. ”

Hearing this answer, Lan Xi was extremely disappointed, and his face darkened a lot.

This is the gap between mortals and cultivators, not only the distance between the Empty Valley Dojo and the cultivation world, it is an insurmountable barrier.

"So, you've completely thought it through, and you're going to spend your whole life on the shore of this Heavenly Realm Lake?"

He lowered his head and whispered, "Three years ago, the moment I walked down the wind and clouds, the cold wind had died. No one can understand the pain of abandoning the whole world. Thank you for coming, let me know that three years have passed, and there is still an unknown girl in the Xiuzhen world, remember me. ”

At this moment, Lan Xi realized that it was impossible to rebuild the true yuan if he wanted to wake up the cold wind and return again, and it was even more impossible to rebuild his self-confidence that originated from his true nature compared to reshaping the true yuan.

As he himself said, the cold wind is dead.

Lan Xi's smart eyes flashed a trace of desolation, gradually moistened, and said: "I am not the only one who remembers you, there is another person who is deeply impressed by you, and it is with his help that I found you here." ”

Hearing this, there was a little more warmth in the suddenly cold air.

The long hair of the cold wind fluttered in the wind, and a trace of warmth welled up in his heart, and he asked curiously, "Who else will remember me?"

"Roland!"

This Mr. Roland, he is no stranger, he is a prophet invited by the Windy City, and he once gave him a teaching on the heart method.

Han Feng thought about it and smiled indifferently: "It turned out to be him, Mr. Roland is a prophet with very high metaphysical attainments, I have listened to his teachings and benefited a lot." ”

"Do you remember one time in class, Mr. Roland asked a question?"

He recalled, as if thinking of something, and replied, "Is it about the Child of the Wind?"

"That's right, the problem is this, if a hundred years later, the Snow Empire, the Flood Beast, invades the Eastern Continent again, and the City of Wind is in danger, will you make the same decision as the Children of the Wind, face the invincible strong enemy, sacrifice yourself, and protect the City of the Wind?" Lan Xi smiled slightly: "This is a very interesting hypothesis, Mr. Roland told me that there were a total of thirty students at that time, including Ling Du, who later defeated you on the Wind Turbine, all chose to be proud of the Children of the Wind and die for the City of the Wind." ”

Hanfeng nodded: "My answer at the time seems to be different. ”

"That's right, what you said is that in your eyes, there is no enemy that is too strong to be defeated, whether it is a desolate beast or a fierce sea, you will have enough energy to defeat it outside the Wind City in the future. ”

At that time, the cold wind was only six or seven years old, but it had a majestic momentum that was different from ordinary people, as if it was higher than the sky and dominated the world.

"Yes, that's what I thought I said!" he didn't deny.

At this time, the sky was covered with heavy snow, and the wind enveloped the blizzard, and the blizzard chased the reeds and began to sweep the whole world.

In the severe cold, Lan Xi has real power to protect his body, he will not feel the cold, his charm is indifferent, and he continued: "Based on this, Mr. Roland has a high opinion of you, and he does not think that you are arrogant and blindly confident. It is an obsession that stems from innocence, a kind of pretentious determination. ”

The wind was strong, the snow was cold, and a bitter cold hit the face. The bayonet-like snow slapped on the cold wind's body, and his petite face was red from the cold, but his inner world at this time was a different scene.

That is the real cold wind, some self-righteous self-confidence, some madness in the eyes of no one, he seems to have the true element of endless energy, the extraordinary talent of the wind system, the perception beyond the world, and the spirit of contempt for the world!

The so-called pretentious, the destiny is already extraordinary!

He stood in the baptism of the storm and said: "If I can still find the talent I once had, I am still the same as before, Mo is higher than the sky, and I dominate the world!"

This is exactly what Lan Xi wanted to see, she nodded with satisfaction, and a smile flashed in her eyes: "I'll help you, help you get back everything that should have belonged to you." Come up, come with me to see the outside world, the City of Wind, Phoenix City, Guyue Peak, the top of Yao Mountain, the boundless Hanhai, the majestic Xiuzhen world. “

People from the Xiuzhen World cannot enter the Empty Valley Dojo, and people from the Empty Valley Dojo can enter and exit the Cultivation World.

The cold wind was no longer timid, and with a volley step, he stepped on the back of the wind feather bird.

With a crisp birdsong, piercing the world of the blizzard, soaring into the sky.