At noon, Fang Qianyuan followed several snowman warriors for half an hour, and finally came to the center of the tribe where they lived. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

It is a small town made up of igloos.

The houses are crystal clear everywhere, like a dream, and they are actually built with ice cubes as bricks and stones, as they are rumored.

It is located in the middle of the snow world, even in the hottest summer, the temperature can make the water freeze, and the snow and ice are extremely difficult to dissolve in the natural state, only some active volcanoes and leylines have formed rivers with the power of fire, and the power of fire has spread on the ice fields before forming snow water and evolving rivers and lakes.

As for other places, where the power of the fire element cannot be covered, it is impossible to melt easily.

Snowmen have long been accustomed to living in this area.

Fang Qianyuan watched curiously, and asked from time to time.

The young man named Xue Mu before had already been bought by Fang Qianyuan with a small gift from the outside world, and at this moment he was playing with a delicate knife while smirking happily and answering his question.

Unconsciously, everyone walked to the middle of the town, and a huge igloo appeared in front of them, which was obviously taller than the next house, and even had a double-layer structure.

Only then did Xue Mu show a hint of awe in his eyes and stopped.

"This is the family of the great patriarch?" Fang Qianyuan looked at the "building" in front of him, and sighed that while the small country was widowed, his face was silent.

A slender old snowman greeted him, followed by two snowman warriors who looked like guards.

"Guests from the outside world, the Great Patriarch already knows your intentions, please come with me. ”

When Fang Qianyuan heard this, he said a little bit of annoyance, and looked at Xue Mu: "I'm going to see the patriarch of your tribe, so don't leave it at that." ”

Xue Mu smirked and watched Fang Qianyuan enter inside.

Inside the ice building, the entrance is a large living room, a tall snowman, wearing a fur hat with bright bird feathers on his head, wearing a dress made of bear skin, with a serious expression, sitting on the top.

Beside him were several other old snowmen who looked like old men, each wearing a coat made of animal skins.

Several snowman women, who are slightly petite but also "thicker" than ordinary people, are busy working in the fire pit on the side, doing chores such as making tea, roasting meat, and cutting melons and fruits.

Although the snowman's igloo is sturdy, it cannot withstand fire, so it is necessary to build a fire pit with special ore and cook it in a fixed place.

Fang Qianyuan's gaze just swept over, and quickly fell back to the great patriarch who was sitting at the top, and he couldn't help muttering in his heart.

According to Shizun, the great patriarch who had a lifelong friendship with the same sect of Cangyun Sect should have been old a long time ago, how could more than twenty years have passed, and he is still forty or fifty years old?

But the other party was an elder, and he exuded a majestic bearing like a powerhouse of the sect, Fang Qianyuan had no choice but to suppress his doubts, and stepped forward to salute the junior: "Fang Qianyuan, a disciple of the Cangyun Sect, has seen the great patriarch, this is a handwritten letter from the senior of my sect Fangshu, please take a look at it." ”

"You may be seated. The patriarch and the elder glanced at each other, and they didn't seem to be very accustomed to this kind of "diplomatic occasion", so they held back one word, "Serve tea." ”

A big hairy savage, what to say about serving tea, this is a bit of a vassal elegance, Fang Qianyuan almost laughed.

However, he still endured it, took the big bowl handed by the "maid", and thanked him.

The so-called tea is actually a kind of grass that is unique to the snow world and is dried and fried, and it looks very rough.

Fang Qianyuan took a sip regardless of the heat of the water, and found that it was unexpectedly sour, but after entering the stomach, the lips and teeth were fragrant, but there was a sweet aftertaste.

There is a lack of melons, fruits and vegetables in the snow world, and the snowman clan relies on this herbal tea to supplement their body's needs, but Fang Qianyuan is not surprised.

After a few sips, there was barbecue served, Fang Qianyuan didn't enjoy it, but after seeing that the elders said please, he began to feast, and he had no choice but to accompany him.

The great patriarch did not eat or drink, but looked at the letter seriously, but after reading it, it was Fang Qianyuan who was surprised: "It is indeed a letter from the old patriarch's friend." ”

"Old patriarch?" Fang Qianyuan was stunned.

"Young Master Fang, you may not know that the old patriarch had returned to the Holy Mountain a few years earlier!" an old man told Fang Qianyuan helplessly.

The snow realm said that the soul returned to the holy mountain, Fang Qianyuan of course understood what was going on, and reacted instantly.

"This ...... This great patriarch is not ......"

"That's right, this isn't the one you wanted to see before, it's our new patriarch!" said the elder.

The new patriarch coughed dryly and nodded.

Fang Qianyuan twisted his body, and suddenly felt that the animal skin under the seat was rough and uncomfortable.

This is where things get complicated.

Originally, with the guidance of fateful friendship, he could get nine out of ten, and with the help of the snowman, he suddenly became uncertain.

The snowman values feelings, has the ancient style of having a similar temperament and entrusting his life.

If the old patriarch is still there, with this letter alone, Fang Qianyuan will immediately be treated as his own son and nephew and warmly entertained.

But the friendship between Fang Shu's predecessors and the old patriarch was only a personal relationship, and for the current patriarch, it was just an elder who had heard of it.

No one can say how heavy this friendship is.

The snowmen were obviously embarrassed as well, and they didn't even know whether they should be more enthusiastic or cold.

Fang Qianyuan once heard a well-informed master say that folk customs and ethnic nature are often related to the local living environment, and in this kind of cold and harsh area, the folk customs are simple and simple, but they are also very extreme.

Looking at you, in a few days, it is possible to form brothers in life and death, and it is not strange to become enemies of life and death without saying a word.

And there is a very important point, the position of the great patriarch of the snowman is not hereditary, but can only be inherited through traditional competition and inspection, and this new patriarch has no blood relationship with the old patriarch at all!

Neither the snowman nor Fang Qianyuan had ever experienced this kind of thing, and there were no means for those long-sleeved dancers to reconcile the atmosphere and win over relationships, so the scene was dull all of a sudden.

"Forget it, I don't ask them for anything anyway, I'm already content to be able to come in and make a little supply, and I'll wait to see when I have the opportunity. ”

Fang Qianyuan felt that he couldn't be so embarrassed, so he had to say: "When I first came to Guibao Land, I hope to be allowed to stay overnight, please forgive me for the disturbance." ”

The new patriarch glanced at the elders, and was obviously relieved: "No problem. ”

The old man, who spoke smoothly, continued, "We have some deceased hunter's igloos to the east, and you can choose one to stay in. ”

Fang Qianyuan asked again: "I came this time to go to the Great Snow Mountain to cultivate, I wonder if His Excellency the Patriarch can arrange a guide?"

The Snowman Patriarch's face changed slightly, revealing a little embarrassed, and he finally held back a sentence: "No." ”

The elder reluctantly explained: "The warriors of our clan have to support their families, and it is not easy to spare a few months to accompany you into the mountains to cultivate, even if it is a great patriarch, it is not easy to forcibly assign ......."