"Are you, Candle Dragon?"

Shen Yanhe stared at the shadow of the candle dragon in front of him with burning eyes.

The candle dragon half-narrowed his eyes, as if displeased:

"The little immortals on your continent call the immortals by their names?"

Shen Yanhe saluted respectfully: "I have no intention of confronting the god of Zhongshan, I have no intention of disturbing this trip, but I really have something to ask for." ”

"You came with a keel to exchange promises. ”

The shadow of the candle dragon flickered, turned sideways, looked at the mountain top behind him and said:

"I am cultivating on the top of this mountain to restore some spiritual strength. If you are sincere, ascend to me yourself. ”

With that, the shadow of the candle dragon flashed and disappeared into the vast snowfield.

Shen Yanhe opened his mouth, but before he could say anything, there was only a white expanse left in front of him.

It seems that gaining the trust and help of the candle dragon is a little more difficult than imagined.

In fact, the candle dragon could not completely transform into a human form at this time.

He used the form of a dragon to absorb the aura in this snow-capped mountain to cultivate, and he could still conjure up a shadow of himself.

In the tens of millions of years in the Yunshui Wonderland, he tried his best to break through the illusion, but he couldn't succeed.

Then, it took a long time to wait for Shen Yunzhi to come, and he took the Candle Dragon's Breath out of the Yunshui Wonderland with twists and turns.

In the darkest moment before the five continents were pacified, the evil qi turned the entire Yunshui Wonderland into a terrifying cage, and locked the candle dragon deep in it.

It took him most of his spiritual power and cultivation to destroy the Yunshui Wonderland, and when he came to this extreme north, he transformed into a heaven and earth to recuperate.

No matter what Shen Yanhe was about to make, he was not sure to put it into action for the time being.

If he didn't cultivate his primordial spirit and cultivation, it would be difficult for him to return to the immortal realm.

At this time, Shen Yanhe was heading towards the snow mountain without complaint. The road to ask for immortals has always been difficult.

In fact, the Five Continents Continent has always been a treasure land with abundant spiritual power, and because the power of the five elements cannot be fused, the scattered immortals and mortal immortals in the five continents can only carry a primordial god, and no one has ever been able to transform into a god.

If he can find a way to restore his immortal body on this trip, and can also find a way to ascend to immortality for those who want to ask for immortals in these five continents, then he will die without regrets.

However, when he was still a few feet away from the foot of the mountain, Shen Yanhe noticed something unusual.

This snow-capped mountain seems to rise from the ground, leaving no one to die, and there is no undulating ground.

After the distance between him and the snowy mountain gradually narrowed, he couldn't get any closer.

No matter which side Shen Yanhe was facing, the snow-capped mountain quietly moved to the opposite side like a giant shadow.

No matter how much you spin in place or run forward, the distance of those few feet has not been shortened at all.

After a while, Shen Yanhe's eyes couldn't keep up with his body, and he was also dizzy by the snowy mountain.

He closed his eyes and combed his thoughts, the snow-capped mountains were so big that it was impossible to really move so fast.

Even if it is controlled with inexhaustible spiritual power, it will definitely reveal flaws.

Shen Yanhe thought secretly, he was probably still confused.

At this time, he closed his eyes, but the movement in his ears seemed to be magnified a hundred times.

He listened carefully to the movement in this side of the world, discerned the direction of the whistling wind, and slowly moved his body, but found that the direction of the sound had not moved.

It's over there!

Shen Yanhe adjusted his breath, and then ran in the direction of the sound, stretching out a hand to cautiously use spiritual power to sense the movement in front of him.

Finally, he felt that the mountain wall was within his reach.

Shen Yanhe jumped forward, turned into a spiritual power rope, and hooked something after a few swings.

When he opened his eyes, he realized that the spiritual rope was hooked to the root of a dormant old tree.

Breathing a sigh of relief, Shen Yanhe looked behind him, and found that the snow field was already a hundred feet away behind him, and the snow mountain seemed to be suspended in the sky, which seemed to be real and illusory.

It seems that there is no way back. Shen Yanhe put away the rope and stood on the snowy mountain path.

The trail winds upwards and is covered in snow and ice, and is steep and dangerous.

Shen Yanhe was already in the mountain at the moment, so he had no way of knowing how high the mountain was and how far the road was.

He walked cautiously on the steep mountain path, feeling as if he was climbing on a cliff covered with snow and ice.

If you don't go on like this, you can't do it halfway, and it is estimated that your body will not be able to hold it first.

Shen Yanhe walked for a long time, found a relatively flat boulder, and sat on it to rest.

He looked at the white expanse below the mountain, and pondered the subtleties of the mountain.

If there has never been such a mountain in the extreme north of the clouds, then this entire snow-capped mountain is an illusion formed by the spiritual power of the candle dragon.

At this moment, he was just walking through the spiritual power and consciousness of the candle dragon.

Shen Yanhe looked around, in addition to the steep paths and heavy snow, if you looked closely, there were still some birds and beasts faintly passing through the wind and snow.

If the candle dragon is recuperating and repairing here, it is naturally unwilling to be disturbed by others, and it is not surprising that the mountains are rugged and dangerous.

He was an ancient immortal, so naturally he would not take pleasure in teasing mortals like him.

Shen Yanhe thought that since the candle dragon wanted to board it by himself, there was a reason why he had to go up.

He stood up, used some spiritual energy to rotate around his body, warmed his hands and feet, and continued to set foot on the steep mountain road.

Somehow, he suddenly remembered that when he was a child, when he had not yet learned the art of riding the wind, he climbed up to the ink court like this every time.

When he was young, he was naturally not very happy, but his father always refused to help.

There was nothing he could do, so the young Shen Yanhe patiently climbed up with his hands and feet.

Slowly, the speed became faster and faster, and the hearing and seeing along the way became more and more abundant.

The grass and trees in the mountains all have different breaths, and these different breaths make the five continents have spirits.

Although the road under his feet was still rugged, and it was extremely difficult to focus on being covered with ice and snow, Shen Yanhe slowly gained some discipline at this time.

He used his spiritual power, and his body soared into the air, forcing himself to stabilize his body, feeling the direction of the strong wind in the mountains......

Spiritual power is never about being powerful, but about integrating all things.

The surging spiritual power, relying only on the outbreak, naturally cannot last long.

If there is no long stream of water, it will be difficult to make a breakthrough in the realm of cultivation.

Shen Yanhe understood that he had been struggling with the scorching cold wind and the ice under his feet, but he had forgotten that his spiritual power began with all things and would eventually coexist with it.

He slowly transferred some spiritual power to his whole body, his sleeves flying, and he shuttled through the forest and snow with the howling wind in the mountains.

The wind would naturally bring him to a place where he could stay, and Shen Yanhe swayed up with the wind a little.

It was only half a cup of tea, and it had reached a relatively empty ground halfway up the mountain. It's a hundred times faster than he can move forward with his hands and feet.

The road under his feet was no longer rough, and Shen Yanhe stood up and straightened his sleeves, intending to march up the mountain.

However, at this moment, he suddenly stepped into the air!

The flat clearing in front of him actually cracked, and a rift appeared under his feet, as if the mountain peak had been cut by a giant blade!