Jiang Xiaofan lives a life of school-home two points and one line, and his life is as plain as water, except for being occasionally harassed by Liu Qing for a while. The National Day holiday is coming in a blink of an eye. That afternoon, Jiang Xiaofan sat in the classroom and watched "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" silently.

Liu Qing stared at Zhang Xiaofan, "Have you finished watching "Journey to the West" so soon?"

"Of course, I watch it every day, and it's already slow. Jiang Xiaofan didn't raise his head, just by listening to the voice, he knew that it was Liu Qing, of course, because basically no one in the school would take the initiative to chat with him.

"Also watching in class?"

"A must!"

"......" Liu Qing was speechless for a while, and the five fingers of her little hand were crossed, and then she clenched it into a fist, as if she had made up her mind.

"That, the teacher wants me to help you with your homework......" At the end, Liu Qing's voice became thinner, as if the voice had disappeared.

Jiang Xiaofan's hearing was so keen, he raised his head to look at Liu Qing in surprise, but saw Liu Qing with red cheeks lowering his head, like a ripe tomato. "You help me make up for the lessons? Which teacher is so leisurely and elegant? It's really amazing!" Jiang Xiaofan looked incredulous.

"Are you free during the National Day holiday? I'll go to your house tomorrow to help you make up for your lessons. Liu Qing's voice was as small as a mosquito.

"I don't have time for National Day, I want to travel, and I'm not sure how long I will travel. ”

"Oh......" Liu Qing replied in disappointment.

It just so happened that the class bell rang at this time, and the two of them sat in their seats.

In the blink of an eye, it was evening, and Jiang Xiaofan had been excited in his heart, waiting for the plane at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning. Lin Meiyu was busy packing up the materials needed on the tourist journey, and at the same time instructed Jiang Xiaofan on the precautions on the road.

After a night of silence, Jiang Xiaofan still woke up at 6 o'clock in the morning to practice. At 7 o'clock, Jiang Feng drove Jiang Xiaofan to the airport. At 8:40, Jiang Xiaofan boarded the plane on time, and after more than 6 hours of flight, including a change of plane, finally at more than 3 o'clock in the afternoon, Jiang Xiaofan came to one of the cities in the Kunlun Mountains - LS City.

On the plane, I have seen the majestic and majestic Kunlun Mountains, and now people are in this mountain, which is even more breathtaking, and it is no wonder that the Kunlun Mountains have left so many beautiful poems and sentences in history. But seeing that everywhere Jiang Xiaofan's eyes went, there were mountains and snow, and it was really crystal clear and blue. The ground beneath your feet is heavy and thick, and the air you breathe is refreshing.

Suddenly, Jiang Xiaofan suddenly felt a pulse of aura, as if it was calling him. Jiang Xiaofan was overjoyed in his heart, it seemed that he had come to the right place. Quickly followed the feeling in his heart and ran all the way north.

After running for a while, Jiang Xiaofan felt pain in his forehead, palpitations, and chest tightness, knowing that he might have altitude sickness, so he hurriedly stopped running and stood in place to rest. Running through this short road of a few hundred meters, Jiang Xiaofan seemed to have used up all his strength, half-squatting and breathing. Along the way, Jiang Xiaofan saw more than 10 people wearing heavy colorful clothes, wearing round gauze hats on their heads, wearing protective gear in their hands, knee pads, and fur clothes hanging on their front bodies. Jiang Xiaofan's divine sense swept over, and he heard the words in their mouths, "Ahh Jiang Xiaofan's heart was shocked, these six characters are not the supreme secret method of the Buddha realm-the six-character mantra! In his heart, he became more and more sure that the earth and the immortal world must have a connection, and he also strengthened his determination to come here.

After resting for a while, after his body eased up a little, Jiang Xiaofan continued to march towards the mountains, this time walking slowly and no longer fast. Jiang Xiaofan silently sensed the aura that was absent, and walked all the way along with this sense of aura, and before he knew it, he was far away from the town and stepped into the foot of the rolling mountains.

Looking at the towering mountains in front of me, it was already dusk, and under the shroud of the glow, the red clouds on the top of the mountain were hazy, and the smoke was psychedelic. Looking at this mountain, which was similar to the front but far away, Jiang Xiaofan silently made up his mind that he must climb the mountain. Jiang Xiaofan casually took out biscuits and water bottles from his bag, ate a few bites, and then looked firm, and unswervingly walked to the top of the mountain step by step.

There was nothing thrilling about mountaineering halfway up the mountain, Jiang Xiaofan took one step at a time and silently climbed along a mountain road. The sky above the mountain is clear and clear, gradually changing from a pale yellow at dusk to a clear black canopy, and the stars are shining in the clear sky. The snow on the mountain gradually deepened from thin to knee-deep halfway up the mountain. At this time, Jiang Xiaofan was also a little panting, and stood in place with trekking poles to rest. I saw that the surroundings were already a snow-white land, and everywhere I could see was white, Jiang Xiaofan was already a little unable to distinguish between the southeast and the northwest, and his eyes were just staring at the top of the mountain.

The higher he went, the deeper the snow became, and it was also accompanied by the mountain wind, which carried snow wherever the mountain wind whirred, and kept drilling into Jiang Xiaofan. Even though Jiang Xiaofan had already armed himself with a mountaineering suit, the tiny snow still kept passing through the gaps in the corners of his clothes and penetrating deep into Jiang Xiaofan's body. At this time, the world was already dark and hazy, and he couldn't see his five fingers when he raised his hand, Jiang Xiaofan held a flashlight high, tried his best to illuminate the road on the top of the mountain, relying on the meager light and the sparse starlight on his head, and slowly raised his feet and walked step by step. Jiang Xiaofan already regretted that he was too impulsive at this moment and should not have come to climb the mountain at this time. Jiang Xiaofan purely relied on the sense of aura in his divine consciousness to walk towards the top of the mountain with difficulty.

The more he climbed to the top of the mountain, the heavier Jiang Xiaofan's breathing became, his steps were staggering, and he had to stop breathing when he took a step, Jiang Xiaofan raised his hand and looked at the watch on his wrist, and the hands showed that it was already more than 11 o'clock in the evening. The snow wind whistled by, and the huge wind pressure made Jiang Xiaofan half-lie down to prevent being blown down the mountain by the wind. The snow and wind in the sky and earth were raging, the cold air entered the body, and the eyes were black, like a small square of heaven and earth condensed and squeezed on Jiang Xiaofan's body. At this time, Jiang Xiaofan no longer had any extra physical strength, but just raised his feet mechanically, and his consciousness seemed to disappear, like a zombie towards the top of the mountain.

Walking up further, Jiang Xiaofan was already with his eyes closed and confused, letting the snow wind ravage his body, still struggling to lift his feet and step on the snow. Today's Jiang Xiaofan, even his divine consciousness is about to disappear. In the blur, a soft light suddenly dispersed slowly from the divine sense, enveloping the void divine consciousness and guiding Jiang Xiaofan towards the top of the mountain. Jiang Xiaofan only felt that this light group was very close and soft, and he felt as comfortable as returning to his mother's arms. In a half-dream, Jiang Xiaofan felt that his body seemed to be uncontrollable, and he automatically ran to the top of the mountain.

As soon as 12 o'clock arrived, Jiang Xiaofan also happened to reach the top of the mountain, and at this moment Jiang Xiaofan was already confused, his body couldn't bear the strength, and he fell on the snow. The light cluster in the divine consciousness gradually burst out, forming a soft light and shadow, enveloping Jiang Xiaofan. In the center of the light cluster, a hexagonal prismatic brilliant white spar slowly appeared, gradually detached from Jiang Xiaofan's head. At the same time, the spar kept attracting the aura of heaven and earth from above, and the aura of heaven and earth was continuously transported into the spar and Jiang Xiaofan's body like a thread. Looking at the source of the aura of heaven and earth, I saw a colorful psychedelic cloud, Qionglou Yuyu faintly appeared, and the jade liquid of the fairy mountain abounded, and the glow was dense, like a dream.

With the flood of heaven and earth aura, the spar became more and more crystal clear, and the light emitted became more and more brilliant, flashing on the ground, the light disappeared in an instant, and even Jiang Xiaofan's body was gone, leaving a white spar and a human-shaped snow pit on the snow, and the snow wind whistled, covering the human-shaped pit and the spar in the pit, and the scene above also dissipated.