Chapter Twenty-Three: The Night of the Snowy Mountains

"Are you sure?" the voice in the mirror suddenly raised a few points, and the tone was solemn and quiet, but there was obviously a slight fluctuation at the moment.

"God Emperor, my subordinates found a wisp of drunken ghost qi in an ice corpse. With that, the ancient and modern pavilion master carefully took out the purple gourd and held it high in front of the mirror.

The mist in the mirror was swirling, like a cauldron of boiling water, a lot of steam was pouring out, and one by one finally condensed into a milky white hand, which gently held the gourd and shook it hard!

The milky white hand instantly dispersed, turning into wisps of white mist from the mouth of the gourd into it.

"Haha!" A moment later, a burst of laughter came from the mirror.

"Sure enough, it's a ghost! I haven't seen it for nearly a thousand years!"

"Find out the entrance to the Netherworld as soon as possible, and this emperor will send the Holy Demon Army to Zhongzhou to help you. ”

"Subordinates obey orders!" The ancient and modern pavilion master was shocked when he heard this!

The Holy Demon Army, the strongest combat force under the command of the God Emperor, has always been led by the right hand of darkness.

This time, I found a wisp of ghost energy and sent it directly, it seems that this matter is of great significance!

"The Holy Demon Army is too far away, do you want to use the Immortal Ascension Order first?" said the Ancient and Modern Pavilion Master tentatively.

"Not for the time being, the fewer people who know about it, the better, you find out the location first, and then think about whether they want to make a move. The voice in the mirror said categorically.

"Yes. The Ancient and Modern Pavilion Lord nodded.

The smoke in the air gradually disappeared, the figure of the ancient and modern pavilion masters became clear again, and the mirror slowly returned to its original state.

Two months later.

In the middle of a snow-capped mountain.

The wind roared and rolled up swan feathers, and the snow flew wantonly between the heavens and the earth.

A cloud of snowflakes sometimes rises against the wind, sometimes falls with the wind, and in a moment it has flown over the ten thousand mountains.

Seeing that the sky was getting darker, the wind finally stopped a little, and the snowflakes became much gentler, like falling leaves, falling leisurely from the nine skies.

In the white expanse, a vague figure appeared.

It is a good day that comes from Wanren Mountain day and night.

According to the guidance of the snake ring, he went all the way into the Great Snow Mountain, but before he entered the Snow Mountain, the snake ring in his hand no longer moved. I don't know if something is wrong with the Boundless Ancestor, or if the spiritual power contained in this snake ring has been used up.

This can be a pain for Liangchen, and he has been searching the last guided area like a brainless fly, and it has been more than ten days now.

But this big snowy mountain is already extremely wide, like a dragon lying down, I don't know how many million miles, trying to find a person is no less than looking for a needle in a haystack.

I saw snow-capped mountains stretching endlessly and towering into the clouds, with no end in sight. The eyes are all snow-white, as if a huge snow-white carpet is spread into the distance, and the occasional blizzard is the same as the sky and the earth.

This place is already deep in the snow-capped mountains, and the cold wind is biting and the air is ice, but fortunately, Liangchen is no longer a little monk who only entered the foundation decades ago, nor is it the embarrassed posture of Yuan Ying who was trapped and escaped from Wujiang, but even so, he has to rest often to ensure the best state.

Finding a leeward place, Liangchen waved one hand, and several snow-white wolves appeared on the snow, the wolves scattered and ran around, and the two who remained in place used their claws to scrape and pick up an ice wall.

I saw ice chips splashing everywhere and bluestones flying, but in just a moment, a cave that could accommodate two or three people had already taken shape. After waiting for a while, when the cave was a little bigger, Liangchen stepped in, took out a fire bead and placed it on the wall, and then pointed with one hand, and several array flags were nailed around the cave entrance.

As the flags were lowered, the snowflakes in the sky seemed to be guided, and they all flew in the direction of this cave.

In this way, it only takes a cup of tea to cover the cave tightly.

The two snow wolves were also covered by a few feet of snow, and only two eyes were left to look around in the bone.

This snow wolf is a few low-level puppets refined by Liangchen, although it only has the power of the foundation building period, but it is better to know the pain day and night, and once these puppet beasts are hidden, they are almost equivalent to dead things, and ordinary demon beasts are extremely difficult to find, so they are also good for doing some vigilant searches.

Entering the cave, Liangchen had a little spirit beast bag, and a black light appeared on the field with a rainbow.

The originally spacious cave suddenly became a little crowded because of the appearance of the two beasts.

On this trip to the Snow Mountain, of course, he understood the danger, and personally went to the South Peak to communicate with the night, and then said that the night would go out of the mountain with him, and agreed to temporarily deign to the spirit beast bag.

This made Liangchen very helpless, after all, such a wretched owner must be rare in this world, how can he speak first, and ask for others.

As soon as the two beasts came out, the rainbow suddenly flew on Liangchen's shoulder as usual, and sometimes jumped above the night's head.

The night had a cold and unruly expression, sometimes waving his hand to drive away the night, and sometimes roaring twice to express his dissatisfaction.

But the rainbow didn't care whether it was reluctant or not, it flew with a wave of its hand, stopped and fell, and didn't bother to pay attention to it until the night finally did not bother to pay attention to it, allowing it to coil a bird's nest above its head and squat, rubbing its beak on the golden horns that the night had become longer.

Liangchen watched the two beasts fighting, but his face did not show any joy, after all, the Boundless Ancestor did not know whether he was alive or dead, and this time he had completely cut off contact, and he didn't know where to find him, which made him a little anxious.

Along the way, he didn't encounter a single human monk in the snowy mountains, and he must have heard that the blood demon was raging, and he had already fled from this place.

"Boundless senior, where are you, why is there no movement all of a sudden!" Liangchen thought in his heart, injecting mana into the snake ring, trying to activate it, but there was still no movement.

Seeing this, he had no choice but to sit down cross-legged, burn incense and light lamps, take out an ancient scroll, and start his daily cultivation.

While he was cultivating, in a canyon a hundred miles away, there was a group of white-robed figures slowly moving forward in the wind and snow.

This group of people are all covered with cotton hats, snow towels around their faces, and white robes, almost the same color as the snow.

"Lord Qiyu, that ice corpse was caught from the place in front of me last time. One of the figures pointed to the ravine not far ahead.

Everyone followed his finger direction, but only to see that the rocks as tall as a man were covered with snow, and there was nothing unusual in the divine thoughts.

"Search carefully!" the leader waved one hand, and everyone immediately scattered and rushed towards the area.

The leader took out a small gourd in his hand and kept looking around.

Half an hour later, nothing was found.

"Even if you dig three feet into the ground, you have to find it again!" The leader remembered the above explanation, and suddenly his heart was cold, and he roared softly.

The crowd dispersed again as birds and beasts, and searched the canyon little by little.

The snow fell silently, unusually quiet, only the sound of stepping on the snow, and at this moment, a terrible scream suddenly came from the empty canyon!

"Ah——!h

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