Xuanqi took enough dry food and went all the way to the north. As the mountain climbed higher, the horse could no longer move forward, so Xuan Qi had to remove the horse's reins and saddle and put the horse into the dense forest.

In this hot summer, the more you go up the mountain, the colder it gets, and gradually you reach the perennial snow area, and you have the feeling of a harsh winter in the north. Xuan Qi followed the instructions, and after finding two peaks, he was heading towards the third peak.

In the heavy snow that had been falling for several days, when Xuan Qi reached the mountainside, he finally found a trace. However, I saw a snow cave more than half a person high in the snow, which was obviously dug out here. Looking at the gradual solidification of the snow cave, it should be the same as a day or two ago. Xuan Qi couldn't help but be excited, and immediately continued to climb up. Sure enough, before dark the next day, Xuan Qi found a snow cave again, but the traces were dug last night.

Xuanqi, who had rested in the snow cave for the night, continued to climb towards the heights. At noon, Xuan Qi passed by a cliff, but a trace of fragrance faintly floated from under the cliff. When I smelled it closely, it looked like something had been roasted, but I couldn't see the green smoke coming out of the firewood at all. In this snow and ice on the ground, there is no trace of verdant color to be seen, let alone to find firewood.

Xuan Qi quickly found a place where he could go down to the bottom of the cliff and headed towards the bottom of the cliff. After getting off the cliff, Xuan Qi went in the direction where the aroma came from, but the more he went, the more the aroma became more and more intense, so that Xuan Qi, who had not touched cooked food for more than a month, couldn't help but feel a sound in his stomach, and some of his index fingers moved.

Turning a corner, Xuan Qi finally saw the source of the aroma. But under the cliff, an old man with a high nose and deep eyes and a white beard was sitting on a rock. The old man's left hand was holding a flat-bottomed iron pot, and in the iron pot were more than a dozen fragrant small animals. Among them, there are colorful poisonous spiders, snow-white centipedes, a small snake with a blue and black and white color, and a few snow-white, spring-like insects, but Xuanqi can't recognize them.

Looking at Xuan Qi who suddenly appeared, the old man was obviously stunned. Seeing that Xuan Qiyi was dressed in Han clothes, the old man said in extremely stiff Chinese: "Little friend, where are you from?"

"Celestial Empire!"

"Oh! the Celestial Empire is a beautiful place!"

"Thank you!"

"Are you hungry?" The old man saw Xuan Qi looking at the iron pot in his hand fixedly, but he asked, and Xuan Qi nodded a little embarrassedly.

"Would you like some? It's delicious. As he spoke, the old man put a worm in his mouth and made a chewing sound.

Xuan Qi had been on a mission in the desert at the beginning, and he had also eaten scorpions, centipedes, and poisonous snakes in the desert, and knew that as long as they were cleaned up, these poisons could still be eaten. At that moment, Xuan Qi was no longer polite, and after thanking him, he sat down next to the old man, reached out and took a snow centipede, and put it in his mouth.

This snow centipede is roasted to a very crispy crisp, a bite down, immediately full of fragrant, but into the abdomen is a hot breath rising from the abdomen, dispersing to the whole body, suddenly there is no longer a cold feeling. Xuan Qi knew that the small animals that could survive in this extremely cold place were either extremely cold things, or they would inevitably turn against them and become extremely hot things.

In the blink of an eye, Xuan Qi was already a few centipedes, and he had eaten a white snow worm, but the rest of the iron pot was swept away by the old man. The old man seemed to be unsatisfied, but he reached out and grabbed some poison from a cloth bag hanging from his waist, quickly removed the head and tail, squeezed out the venom, and put it into the iron pot.

When the iron pot was full of poison, the old man put the iron pot in his palm, urged the internal force, and suddenly made a sizzling sound. Xuan Qi knew that the old man was using the internal force of the extreme yang to urge the heat of the iron pot to fry the poison in the pan. Although Xuan Qi can also do it, he is not as skilled as the old man, and it is not surprising that this old man often does such things.

The two of them gobbled up again, sweeping away the poison from the pot. The old man stood up, patted his belly, and screamed a few times.

Xuan Qi looked at the appearance of this old man, which was no different from the appearance described by Xia Ma's servant, and he had long known that this old man was the Xia Ma he was looking for. It's just that Sanja once said that Xia Mar has a strange temper, and Xuan Qi has a request for others, so he has to be careful. Xuan Qi dared to eat two pots of poison with Xia Ma without any scruples, and naturally he also had the intention of currying favor with Xia Ma, and the two of them also talked very happily, and they didn't feel anything strange about this Xia Mar at all.

Xuan Qi, who felt that Xia Ma seemed to have a good impression of him, was about to say what he meant, but he heard Xia Ma speak first: "Little friend, it's rare to see a human being on this holy mountain, why don't you have a fight and stretch your muscles?"

"It's better to be respectful than to obey!" Xuan Qi didn't know what Xia Mar meant, but he had to stand up and say respectfully.

"Okay! have guts!" Xia Mar looked at Xuan Qi with some appreciation, and as soon as the words fell, his right hand suddenly became a claw and grabbed Xuan Qi.

Xuan Qi was stunned, but he didn't expect Xia Ma to shoot without even saying hello. Seeing that Xia Ma's right hand was already in front of him, Xuan Qi had no choice but to quickly turn his head away, but he just avoided Xia Ma's grasp. Xia Mar's claw missed, but his gesture suddenly changed, and he slashed at Xuan Qi's neck with a palm.

Xuan Qi felt a strong wind coming towards his neck, but he suddenly fell straight to the side, and the whole person threw himself on the snow. Xia Mar missed his palm, and he was also shocked, but he didn't expect Xuan Qi to make such a strange move to avoid his palm. Xia Mal suddenly put away his contempt, and he was also very interested in Xuan Qi.

Shamar put his hands in his hands and struck at Xuanqi as he got up from the snow. Xuan Qi had just jumped up, but he was immediately attacked by Xia Mar, and immediately put his hands into his hands and pushed forward. There was a bang, and the palms of the two were already solid, and the true qi that swung around suddenly blew up the snow under the feet of the two of them, and flew all over the sky.

Both of them retreated quickly, but Shamal took one more step back before he could stand firm. Looking at Xuan Qi in front of him, who looked like he should only be about thirty years old, Xia Ma had to admire it, secretly thinking that when he was thirty years old, his internal strength was much worse than the person in front of him. Even if the other party started cultivating from the mother's womb, he would not have such a deep internal force.

Xia Mar, whose eyes showed a look of surprise, suddenly remembered someone. Shamar believes that among the Han people, perhaps only the legendary person has such a deep internal strength.