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A small white flag was inserted on the big carriage of the Snow Mountain Sect, and a golden-black snow character was waved in the wind. In Yunzhou, where one acre and three points of land are located, there is almost no need for people along the road to come to offend.

The sound of gurgling wheels faded away, as if to tell something.

The interior of the carriage was spacious, and the carriage was large enough to seat a dozen people, and only eight children could be seated.

The seven children who came in earlier than Jiang Feng were obviously familiar with each other, and although their clothes were not silk and satin, they were also made of good fabrics and meticulous workmanship, far from being comparable to Jiang Feng's tattered clothes at this time.

The performance of the children is the most unhidden, and for Jiang Feng, the later "poor child", the other seven people showed their naked rejection together. It's just that these things now no longer mean anything to Jiang Feng, and at this time, he is trying to search everything about the Snow Mountain Sect in his mind.

The wind and fire god dragon is sealed for thousands of miles, and the flowers are purple, plus the head of Mr. Weide is at ease. Everything is telling Jiang Feng that the Snow Mountain School here should be the novel he once read, the Snow Mountain School in the Chivalrous Walk.

But in the mouth of Liu San, the Wufu business, although the Snow Mountain faction is in Yunzhou and is a first-class faction in Yunzhou, there are many inconsistencies with the description in the Xia Ke Xing.

The carriage departed from Qingshui City, and after a short journey, it began to travel along a mountain range. After two days of walking, the terrain became higher and higher. In the evening of that day, the people went to a row of large wooden houses. That night they spent the night in the hut, and the next morning they left the carriage in the hut and walked up the hill. To the west, the mountain is so steep that it is no longer possible to ride a horse. Several Snow Mountain disciples led the way and climbed all the way up.

The mountains here are twists and turns, and they are also steep and unpredictable, and it is naturally very difficult for a few children to walk. Those disciples of the Snow Mountain Sect all had kung fu, so naturally there was no difficulty, but for Jiang Feng and the other eight children, it was very difficult.

Seeing that no matter how difficult it was for himself and the others, those disciples of the Snow Mountain Sect did not have the slightest intention of helping, and with Jiang Feng's adult thoughts, he naturally knew that this mountain was a procedure for the Snow Mountain Sect to test the disciples. After all, how can a person who practices martial arts achieve something without the will to be tenacious.

Therefore, although Jiang Feng's knees, palms, and joints were ground out with countless blood marks along the way, Jiang Feng did not cry out in bitterness. Just urging every trace of energy in his body, he followed a few Snow Mountain Sect disciples forward.

Although the other seven children did not have Jiang Feng's delicate and clear thinking, before leaving, the people in the family must have explained a lot. No matter how difficult the trip was, everyone kept going.

Fortunately, those Snow Mountain Sect disciples also knew about the situation of a few children, and although they did not help them, they did not deliberately speed up.

After noon, I saw a mountain peak rising into the sky, with hundreds of houses built on the top of the peak, and a white wall on the perimeter of the house.

Feng Wanli looked at the eight children who could barely move, nodded with satisfaction, and said to everyone: "This is the Lingxiao City of our Snow Mountain Sect, and in the future, it will be your home." ”

Jiang Feng raised his head at this time and looked at the peaks rising into the sky in the distance, and couldn't help but praise in his heart: "Standing at the top, looking down on the mountains, the word 'Lingxiao' really lives up to its name." ”

Seeing the clouds and mist rising in the mountainside, gradually shrouding Lingxiao City in a vast white cloud, it really looked like a place of immortals.

As soon as the second day dawned, everyone set out to go up to the peak, which was already very steep from a distance, and it was even more steep when they had to climb it in person. Even with the help of the disciples of the Snow Mountain, he also rested twice along the way before he was sharpened in the mid-mountain pavilion. At the time of Shenpai, when I arrived outside Lingxiao City, I saw that the city wall was more than three zhang high, and the wall was snow-white, full of ice and snow.

With such a steep mountain, the rest of the sects did not say that they came to attack, and they only had to go to the bottom of this Lingxiao City, and they had already gone for nine and a half minutes with a lot of strength. The Snow Mountain Sect has stood in Yunzhou for a hundred years, and it seems that it has nothing to do with this precipitous Lingxiao City.

Feng Wanli led everyone to the city wall first, looking at the city wall covered by ice and snow, high in the sky, as solid as gold and iron. Such a Lingxiao City can be called a city.

Walking slowly along the suspension bridge, many of the Snow Mountain Sect disciples on duty along the way saw Feng Wanli coming, and they all took the initiative to come forward and greet them warmly.

Looking at these disciples of the Snow Mountain Sect who were wearing white robes of the Snow Mountain and carrying long swords, and the children behind Feng Wanli, including Jiang Feng, couldn't help but show a yearning look in their eyes.

Following Feng Wanli to a continuous group of low houses, Feng Wanli saluted a middle-aged man, and then said: "Senior Brother Zhao, seven of these disciples will be handed over to you, and there is another person whose identity is a little special, I need to report to the master and his old man before I can make a decision." ”

Senior Brother Zhao had a thin figure and a pair of eyebrows that were much shorter than those of ordinary people, and he couldn't help but ask, "What kind of special law is it when he hears this?"

Feng Wanli said disapprerovingly: "This kid is the promise that Uncle Song made outside the country back then, and now he has made an accident at home and comes with a token." If you follow Uncle Song's backup, he should also be a 10,000-character generation, so he can't be with these disciples. ”

After hearing this, Senior Brother Zhao nodded and said, "Okay, since that's the case, let me leave these seven children." ”

"Then I'll bother Senior Brother Zhao!"

After settling the children properly, Feng Wanli was alone, and took Jiang Feng to meet the head of the Snow Mountain Sect, and Mr. Weide was at ease.

Along the way, Jiang Feng began to imagine how he should deal with Mr. Naweide according to his memory.

However, Jiang Feng didn't know that all the thoughts and thoughts he had made along the way were useless. That seal of ten thousand miles brought Jiang Feng to the Lingxiao Palace, but he only asked him to wait outside the hall, and he went in alone to report the situation.

Jiang Feng, who was nervous in his heart, waited for a pillar of incense to come out.

Then, the letter said to Jiang Feng: "Since you came with Uncle Song's token, my Snow Mountain Sect will practice what it says, and I should accept you as a disciple and pass on your kung fu that dominates the world." However, Uncle Song unfortunately passed away, but the rules cannot be changed, the so-called one day as a teacher, lifelong as a father, you still worship under Uncle Song, according to my Snow Mountain faction, change your name to Jiang Wanfeng. As for your martial arts, my senior brother will pass on your skills instead of Uncle Song. ”

Seeing that Jiang Feng nodded yes, Feng Wanli nodded with satisfaction, and then said: "Since you are a disciple of the 10,000-character generation, you should also have an independent small courtyard, and you don't have to live with ordinary disciples." But some ordinary basic kung fu, you still have to be like them, a little bit of practice, you must know that thousands of tall buildings start from the ground, the way of martial arts, the foundation is the most important. ”

"Thank you, Senior Brother Feng, for mentioning. ”

Subsequently, Feng Wanli took Jiang Feng and went to get a room that belonged to him, although it was not big or luxurious, but it did bring an incomparable sense of safety and warmth to Jiang Feng, who had crossed over and was displaced.