There is one of the eight landscapes in Icefield State, the Thousand Miles of Snow Mountains. The majestic icebergs are towering into the clouds, stretching for thousands of miles, shining brightly under the sun.

Thousands of snow-capped mountains are stacked on top of each other, and the peaks and peaks are majestic.

There is a Songye River about ten miles away from the snow-capped mountains, the river is wide, and there is a thick layer of ice floes, and the crowd walks on it without breaking the ice.

When Zhuo Yuming came here, the crowd was not too large, and the accent was still mostly from other states who came to admire the wonders. This kind of wonder is also attracted to other states, and it is rare to come back after seeing it once, and there are not many locals in Icefield who live in ice and snow all year round who come to see this thousand-mile snow mountain.

There was a figure by the river that attracted Zhuo Yuming's attention.

It was an old man with white hair and white clothes, who looked to be fifty or sixty years old, with a ruddy face and a burly figure. Although he has a silver thread, he is in good spirits and does not show any old age, and his bearing is graceful.

At this time, the old man was holding a fishing rod and fishing on the riverside against a three-foot square ice cave on the ice.

Lonely boat, fishing alone in the cold river and snow.

The moment he saw the old man, this verse came to Zhuo Yuming's mind.

"Old gentleman, how is the catch, is it good to fish by the river in the cold weather?"

Zhuo Yuming, who was inexplicably aroused, walked up to the old man and asked with a smile.

The old man with a silver thread leaning down looked up and glanced at the young man who was also dressed in white, with a subtle smile on his face, and said in a harmonious voice: "This fish is held under the ice, and the door has long been broken, the old man chiseled the ice and smelled the great fragrance of the world outside, and the fish will naturally swim one after another." ”

Although the old man could not perceive the slightest miracle fluctuation, the old man seemed to contain a hidden majesty, like a high mountain lying in front of him.

Zhuo Yuming has always believed in his own feelings, and he is sure that the old man in front of him must be a master who he can't see through cultivation, and it can't be just an ordinary old man. Especially the old man's eyes, there was no trace of turbidity but no sharp eyes, which made Zhuo Yuming feel like a deep pool, and the abyss was bottomless.

"But seeing that the old gentleman didn't bring a fish basket, I think it's also fun to be hooked and released. ”

Zhuo Yuming didn't show a strange look on his face, and he was still smiling and talking.

The white-haired old man didn't turn his head, just stared at the float and said, "It's not all, if you catch a big fish, you will take it back to fight the tooth sacrifice, but the old man with small fish and shrimp is not interested." Today, there are many small fish biting bait, but the big fish have never been seen. ”

Hearing the old man's words, Zhuo Yuming's heartstrings jumped, and he said quietly: "Then I wish the old gentleman a good catch, and the younger generation plans to go up the mountain to enjoy the scenery, so I will leave first." ”

The old man, who had always kept his eyes on the fishing rod, nodded in response. Zhuo Yuming arched his hand with a smile and turned to leave.

The snow-capped mountains are high and steep, with many cliffs, and they are extremely slippery under the cover of ice and snow, making it extremely difficult for ordinary people to climb. But for the monks, it was like walking on the ground.

Zhuo Yuming climbed all the way, stopping and looking into the distance from time to time on the way, between heaven and earth, the eyes were all snow-white, crystal shining, and it was indeed a rare delicacy. There are countless famous mountains and rivers in the ethereal spirit world, and this iceberg is not brilliant in terms of height, danger, wonder, and beauty. But this landscape of thousands of miles of ice and snow is only unique in the Ice Plains State, and at first sight, it does have a unique flavor.

There are also many other visiting monks in the mountains, and there is no shortage of fairy couples in pairs.

Just looking at the two smiling at each other, with a strong and sweet appearance, Zhuo Yuming couldn't help but feel pantothenic acid in his heart. Originally, he also had the opportunity to climb the heights hand in hand with his sweetheart and enjoy the wind and moon together.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel a trace of resentment towards Shu Jinran's father.

In the past two years, Shu Jinran has never replied, and every time Yu Jue flies back, it is empty, and he naturally guessed that it must be Shu's father who is getting in the way. Nine times out of ten, his sweetheart is now grounded, but Shu Jinran did not leave a direction before leaving, and the entire Void Spirit World has never heard of a person surnamed Shu in that sect force, and without the slightest clue, Zhuo Yuming has no clue even if he wants to find it.

But in short, Shu Jinran will not be in any danger, even if someone really plots against her, there is no need to worry about having Sui Jin, who is at the peak of the ninth grade, by her side.

At the beginning, Zhuo Yuming didn't have a very clear understanding of Sui Jin's cultivation, until the last time he saw the weather when Cheng Shuangshu punched, even if he had never seen Sui Jin's fist shot, Zhuo Yuming had already determined that Sui Jin's fist power must still be above Cheng Shuangshu.

The Sui Jin who made himself suffer a lot, but said that he had adapted himself in advance, must be a nine-grade pinnacle. In addition to Feng Xing, there are very few pure martial artists in the world who can beat him.

After speculating about Sui Jin's cultivation, Zhuo Yuming became more curious about Shu Jinran's fatherhood who could make a nine-rank peak martial artist willing to be his subordinate.

Feng Xing, Sword Saint, Lin Laohan, including Cheng Shuangshu, all seemed to have made up their minds about the identity of Shu Jinran's father, but he couldn't think of any big man surnamed Shu in the Ethereal Spirit Realm after racking his brains.

Regarding the identity of this big man who Shu Jinran is extremely resentful, Zhuo Yuming is not too persistent, anyway, when it is time to meet, he will naturally know. It's too tangled now, and it won't help.

After lingering on the iceberg for more than an hour, Zhuo Yuming slowly descended the mountain.

When passing the Songye River again, Zhuo Yuming found that the white-haired old man was still sitting on the riverside.

Except for a small box of bait around the old man, it was still empty, and it seemed that there was no harvest yet.

"Well, the mountain scenery is still in sight. ”

Sensing that Zhuo Yuming walked in, the old man did not look back, and asked with a smile.

The old man took the initiative to talk, Zhuo Yuming naturally couldn't lose his etiquette, took two steps closer, sat down cross-legged beside the old man, and replied: "This unique snow scene in the Ice Plains Prefecture really lives up to its reputation, and the sky and the earth are white, which is refreshing and pleasant. Even if you only go to this thousand-mile snow-capped mountain, this trip is worth it. ”

"In addition to this snow-capped mountain, there are also Tianchi Ice Caves and Wanmei Garden in Icefield Prefecture, which are also rare landscapes. The Tianchi Ice Cave has the wonder of fire in the ice, but it is just not famous in the Void Spirit Kyushu. As for Wanmei Garden, the ten thousand cold plums are also excellent scenery, and Mrs. Mei with even better scenery is worth visiting. ”

Listening to Zhuo Yuming's words of praise, the old man said with a smile.

"Mrs. Mei's name has been heard by the younger generations, but the younger generations have never had a preference for flowers and plants. As for the Tianchi Ice Cave in the Ice and Fire, it is really the first time I have heard of it, and I have heard the strangeness of what the old gentleman said, and I really want to go to see it if I have the opportunity. ”

Zhuo Yuming, who had never heard of the Tianchi Ice Cave, was also interested in the so-called fire in the ice.

The old man suddenly withdrew his fishing rod and stood up.

"Forget it, it seems that you are destined to return empty-handed today, boy, are you interested in having a drink with the old man?"

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