Bai Yujun stood on the snowy mountain and looked at the north with a dumb mouth.

Winter is coming, the leaves of the northern forests are withering, the rivers are frozen, the bare branches are faint, and it will not be long before there will be a cold snap, and thousands of miles of ice will turn everything into a white and vast ice and snow world, and deep in the soil below the ancient forest is a frozen layer that will not melt for thousands of years.

The dark horse is not adapted to the climate of the ice fields and has to leave it behind, and it has to be cared for by reliable people.

There's a guy that's just right......

After looking at the unfinished temple like a fortress on the top of the snow-capped mountain, he could only wait until he found the keel before he started, and let them take a few more breaths for the time being, as for the words they preached and spread, they didn't have to believe it, who believes and who is stupid to suppress the nonsense of the ice field demons here, the demons are not in the desolate ice fields but in their hearts.

Pulling the reins, he turned his head to look in the other direction.

"Let's go and find the fellow who has traveled here. ”

"Drive~!"

A group of Pure Yang Palace elders and above went straight in a certain direction, and the black horse was confused and just lowered his head and ran sharply, and saw a smoke rising from a corner from a distance.

The senior disciple of Yuxu who had been summoned by the letter of summoning before was roasting and eating, his stubble-covered face was suddenly sluggish, and he looked at the elder and the Supreme Elder who suddenly appeared with the beast leg in his hand, not knowing how to react.

Bai Yujun dismounted and walked up to him and shoved the reins into his hand.

"We have an important task to go to the north, and the horse can't take it with us, so you can help me take care of the dark horse. ”

"Ah...... No problem, please rest assured, elders. ”

Bai Yujun nodded, got up and took the twenty Zixu fellow disciples to quickly go away, the stubble of the senior disciple of Yuxu looked at the sword light flying over the snow mountain and disappeared on the other side of the mountain, his face was full of inexplicability and did not know what was going on, he had not returned to the master after more than two years of cultivation and travel in this snow mountain, thinking that he would return to Shenhua Mountain when he completed the task of the elders watching the horse.

Turning around, I noticed that the dark horse was staring at him with wide eyes, and that feeling was ...... It's weird.

"Huh, the horse's legs are long and scaly, and sure enough, the reaction is really different. ”

"Driving?"

A driving word startled this senior disciple.

......

The cold wind called.

The days are very short in winter, and the nights are very long, except for a few human beings who survive here, there is no trace of human beings to be found, birds fly across the Gobi in flocks to the south to avoid the cold, insects are silent, and a small number of animals still survive tenaciously.

There is only a brief period of summer when this ancient forest turns green, and more time is spent dormant.

Winter comes early, a snow will make the temperature of the ice field drop to a terrible level in an instant, and the temperature is getting lower and lower when flying north over the snowy mountains, even the cultivators can feel the chill to the bone, and they rarely see living creatures for several days of flying, except for the sound of the wind, they can't hear anything, and the bare trees are bleak and desolate.

Unlike the southern wilderness, which is full of life, the further north the ice sheet goes, the more lonely you feel.

Different from the warm zone, in the cold ice and snow world to fly as low as possible, it is best to fly close to the bare treetops, the higher the flight, the more fierce the cold wind is, there is no need to compete with the cold wind to do unnecessary waste, twenty-one sword lights fly low at altitude, flying over the barren and frozen land......

Snow Mountain Temple.

The golden-winged Dapeng Huang Zhao brought a group of Western sect masters, originally they planned to come to take revenge and find a field, but they didn't expect to meet the silver-haired man and others who were hired to find the dragon bone, and guessed that the dragon bone was somewhere in the ice field, and did not hesitate to terminate the employment relationship with the force to which the silver-haired man belonged, and did not give a penny on the grounds that the target item was not found, and followed the traces left by the pure yang monk and went straight to the ice field.

The silver-haired young man was very angry at what the Western Sect had done, and scolded him for not following the rules, and finally waited for the masters in the power, and everyone decided to go and snatch the dragon bones for their own use, leaving a part of the low-level cultivators as monks, and hundreds of people crossed the snow-capped mountains and drilled into the ice field.

The temptation of the keel to people is great, not to mention whether it can extract energy to wash the meridians and cut the marrow, even if the magic weapon of refining the bone is enough to make the hearts of the people in the world.

In the valley, the leader of the savages looked at the sky and swept towards the ice field, and sighed with emotion.

"Back then, my grandfather's grandfather's grandfather was so righteous, and later, the old man told his descendants never to go to the depths of the Far North Ice Field. ”

Turning to look at the Snow Mountain Temple, he sneered.

"What a great opportunity, tear down your broken houses and kill everyone, the snowy mountains are not yours. ”

Thousands of wildlings are out again......

Ice field.

Bai Yujun and twenty Zixu Tongmen swept over the hills and swept over the frozen river, emitting a faint fluorescence to keep out the cold, shaking off the snowy treetops and flying all the way north, it won't take fifty days but it won't be less, and now you can occasionally see some herdsmen living in the ice field grazing elk, maybe in a few days there will be no trace of human beings.

The most feared thing about walking in the ice field is the wind, once the wind blows, the sky is white and the temperature plummets.

The cold wind howled and blew the snow flowing like yellow sand piling up sand dunes, the wind was so loud that it could be described as deafening, Bai Yujun had to search for heat sources to find the herdsmen who were grazing elk, who lived in the polar environment all year round and knew where to be warmer and more comfortable, and soon found a few tents behind a low hill.

When they landed, they each emitted fluorescence to block the wind and snow and came to the door of the tent, and it was still Bai Yujun who stepped forward to say hello.

You can't let the Purple Void Sword Cultivators who are full of sword intent greet each other, they are better at using swords to communicate, obviously it is not very appropriate to do so.

"Is there anyone?Spend the night to avoid the snow~"

The curtain of the tent door was opened, and the herdsmen, who were thickly dressed, saw that the thinly dressed people in front of them knew that they had met the gods, and hurriedly invited everyone and Bai Jiao into the tent.

I don't understand the language......

Helpless to communicate with gestures, Bai Yujun used herbs and arrows collected before as accommodation expenses according to his own rules, the herdsmen were very satisfied, and they were able to rest in the tent with twenty fellow men, fair trade is the good quality of the hawkers, and they cannot be thrown.

In the middle of the night, the tent was still shaking violently in the strong wind outside, and everyone slept directly in the tent, and the stove was still dissipating heat.

Bai Yujun sat by the fire and took out a small notebook, carefully recorded the route and environmental climate with a homemade pencil, benefited from the animal's sense of direction, drew a route map of the snow-capped mountains to this place according to the speed, and marked the peaks, canyons and even rivers seen along the way, don't underestimate this thing, it will be of great use in the future.

There was a dry cake on the stove, and it smelled fragrant and burnt after a long time.

Bai Yujun likes to eat this kind of cake that is slightly mushy, the hot temperature fully releases the unique flavor of wheat, and the baked is slightly burnt like a biscuit, which is delicious.

Make a mark, put away the pencil and notebook, and in the dead of night, pick up the homemade biscuits and eat them as quietly as possible.

The wind was too strong, many untied places of the tent kept shaking, and the animal skin blanket under him was very warm.

The fire crackled, and the wood broke red......

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