Once in 3,000 years, a catastrophe descended on the world, from the primitive wilderness of the West, and came in a long way, poisoning living beings and destroying everything.

Everyone in the world knows the horror of the catastrophe, and also knows that there is no peace under the catastrophe, but after the catastrophe comes, where the disaster begins and where it ends, not too many people have thought about it, or few people have paid attention to it, but if you carefully read the classics, you can indeed find this law, which always starts from the Western Wasteland, and then dips into the Demon Domain, the South China Sea, and Kyushu......

The two worst catastrophes in history were when the entire Kyushu was destroyed by the catastrophe.

However, the least mentioned in the history books is indeed the snowfield......

This may be due to the small number of people in the snow field, but it may also be as Bai Zhisu said, because the snow field is always the last to be soaked in the catastrophe, and because of the repeated catastrophes, they have been resisted, so the snow field has never been completely destroyed......

Bai Zhisu only said this one sentence, and quietly retreated.

This was very different from his usual respectful appearance towards Fang Yuan, however, it was not because he still wanted to deliberately hide something in front of Fang Yuan, but because he knew that he had said this, Fang Yuan should have been able to understand it......

Fang Yuan did think of a lot of things.

Then he sat calmly on the stone platform for a long time, and secretly made a decision.

At this time, his eyes were clearly a little red.

It was as calm as ever, but inside it was like a fire.

After pondering for a long time, he got up, called Yan Laomo, Fei Gui'er, Jin Hanxue and others over, calmly ordered them to hide here carefully, and then said that he was going to go out for a walk and make sure of something, which startled these people.

Fei Gui'er couldn't help but say, "Childe, so many people outside are looking for you at this time......"

Fang Yuan said lightly: "I don't need them to look for me, this time I'm going to find them!"

When Yan Lao Mo saw it, he couldn't help but say: "That son, if you fight with people, don't just use swordsmanship, no matter what magical secret methods he has, he can use them all, these people are not comparable to a few ridiculous demons on the snowfield......"

When Fang Yuan heard this, a strange smile appeared on his face, and he sighed, "At this time, are you still in the mood to use a sword?"

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After calling Jin Hanxue back to the Dharma Boat and explaining some things, Fang Yuan slowly got out of the big array.

Stand on top of the snowfield and look into the distance.

Not long ago, in this piece of air, a group of monks had just passed, but it was a little safer, in the cold wind of this fifth snow line, even Fang Yuan couldn't help but feel a little cold, sighed lowly, sighed, and then destroyed all the mana of his body, and the rolling green qi appeared, covering the surface of his body, and then changed little by little......

A faint golden light appeared in the mana, and he looked like a high-level monk with a golden pill, and the green robe on his body was also changed into a white robe at this time, and the temperament of the whole person was completely different, as if he had directly become another person.

This is the supernatural power he cultivated after studying hard in Langya Pavilion for more than three years.

In the past three years, his cultivation has gone from just entering the middle level of Jindan to cultivating to the current high level of Jindan, and the Xuanhuang Yiqi Technique has just integrated some changes from the beginning, to today's infinite changes, even he himself doesn't know how high his supernatural powers are now, and only occasionally operates, and he will feel that he has a sense of omnipotence......

Changes like this would have come a no-go with him.

His Xuanhuang Qi Technique is integrated into endless changes, and he also has endless changes.

Looking up and sweeping around, observing the surrounding terrain, his mind flashed to the maps on this snowy field, and he memorized all kinds of maps in his mind, relived his plan, and then he walked up, slowly blending into the wind and snow.

The wind howled, and he disappeared like a ghost behind the snowstorm.

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On top of a snow peak, Fang Yuan was hidden in the wind and snow, turning into an ordinary snow rock, just standing on the top of the snow peak so simply, watching those monks from a distance in the air, through the wind and snow, these people were probably sent out to look for him, but no one knew that Fang Yuan was watching them less than ten miles away from them at this time.

Fang Yuan stayed here for three days, calculating the frequency of their appearances, the route of their patrols, and the direction of their disappearance.

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A hidden snow valley, facing a glacial lake, the terrain is like a leak, which can block the cold wind.

Fang Yuan deduced this Fang Snow Valley from the path of those roving monks, thinking that these roving monks were likely to choose this place as a resting place, so he quietly touched it, and his body sank into the ice lake, with the power of the water phase thunder spirit, completely covered his breath, turned into an appearance that was one with the ice lake, and then quietly waited for someone to take the bait......

He hid here for three days, relying on a fire pill he swallowed to stay alive.

But he did not wait here in vain, for for three days he waited for three groups of roving monks who had passed around and stayed here to rest, and then he kept in mind the words they had spoken during the rest.

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After the fifth snow line, because there are more and more people entering the snow field, they all need some rest, so in the temporarily built palace, there are many people, all of them want to enter the snow field to find the lifeless sword mound, and make a windfall, Fang Yuan stayed here for two days, and met two sword washing pool disciples who entered this palace and asked people about his whereabouts.

Those people didn't know that Fang Yuan was sitting in the window place, remembering everything they said.

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On the seventh day, Fang Yuan relied on the news that the flying ghosts inquired about, as well as the words he heard in the palace, to identify a snow valley that was considered a forbidden place mentioned by the monks, and guessed that there should be someone he was looking for there.

So he touched it all the way, but when he got here, he saw that people had already gone to Gukong, and there were only some remnants of people who had been killed here, as well as traces of people who had stayed here, but fortunately, Fang Yuan had also seen the tracking technique and remembered it in his heart, so he relied on some clues and searched little by little, and finally found a new hiding place for those people.

However, this time, Fang Yuan knew that these people didn't seem to be strong, but they all had some big killing weapons in their hands, so he didn't rush in, but patiently found a place, buried himself in the snow valley, and waited for two days before he caught a person.

Then he immediately took this person with him, traveled five hundred miles, performed the Little Qing Dream Technique, and forced them to ask where they came from.

It's a pity that although this person said some words, before he could get to the point, his soul suddenly burned.

Fang Yuan realized that these people had probably already placed a ban on Zhihai and couldn't tell this secret......

But he didn't give up either, and ran to another location where there might be these people!

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In this process, Fang Yuan applied everything he had learned.

Not only his supernatural power changes, formation body techniques, formation techniques, Dan techniques, etc., but also the countless miscellaneous studies he saw in Langya Pavilion.

This endless thing, when Fang Yuan took this matter seriously and used everything he had learned, made him appear like a ghost, beside these Zhongzhou monks and Sword Washing Pool disciples who were looking for his traces everywhere, mastering their every move, and looking for every word that might be useful to answer his doubts......

It took him more than ten days.

In the end, he found a snow cave, carefully summarized all the clues he had collected, and then compared, sorted, and scratched around on the map of the snow field, and finally roughly determined a certain area, which is located in the depths of the snow field, near the seventh snow line, and then go inside, after the eighth and ninth snow lines, it is already a legendary forbidden place for humans, and few people can enter it.

And near this seventh snow line, whether it is the terrain, formation, or some other needs, it is very much in line with the conjecture in Fang Yuan's heart, and more importantly, judging from the clues that Fang Yuan has collected, these people also have intersections there.

The other people he now possessed, either overtly or covertly, who were escorting supplies, crossed along their routes, and were also pointing there.

In that case, that should be the place you are looking for!

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After making sufficient mental preparations, Fang Yuan rushed over directly alone.

Along the way, he braved the wind and snow, sneaked and disappeared, with the help of the formation, body method, magic power, and magic weapon, and his heart was on the string.

Fang Yuan didn't know how many eyeliners and dangers and secret confinements he had avoided, before he finally slowly approached this mysterious region.

At this time, he was a little grateful that he had seen a stinky problem that he wanted to learn everything......

Being able to find it all the way here is not just something that can be done by only knowing supernatural powers and kendo!

Hiding behind a tall snow-capped mountain, he stole forward.

I saw that behind this snow-capped mountain, there was a huge depression, which looked like there was nothing, empty, but Fang Yuan could tell from the direction of the faint spiritual energy around him that there must be a powerful large array under the depression......

Behind this snow-capped mountain, Fang Yuan hid his breath and waited for seven or eight days.

In the process, he saw more than a dozen groups of cultivators, quietly entering and exiting from different locations around here, and he could see that their rules were very strict, and they all went in and out, and the routes they took were different, and there seemed to be a distinction between the Dharma seal and the code.

Fang Yuan didn't wait for the opportunity, so he could only continue to lie dormant here, and he didn't dare to take a mouthful of the atmosphere, like a zombie worm.

On the ninth day, he saw a woman sitting on the back of a black ape enter this area, but he was stunned, recognized the identity of this woman, and vaguely understood why he was attacked by the snow beast in the first place.

But he hasn't found a chance yet, so he can only press it.

It wasn't until the twelfth day that Fang Yuan encountered a group of monks flying past him.

At this moment, a gust of wind happened to rise in the distance, rolling up boundless snow, and a white expanse covered them.

At this moment, Fang Yuan suddenly flew up, knocked the last of the monks in that group unconscious, used the Xuanhuang Qi Technique, turned into his appearance, put on his snow cloud, hung up his sword, and then stuffed him into the mouth of the toad......

When the gust of wind had passed, he walked towards the area, laughing and laughing, like everyone else.