At more than ten o'clock in the morning, the raging snowstorm finally gradually subsided, and the whole world was no longer swept up by the storm, but the snowflakes became dense and dense, and the catkins fell from the lead-gray sky overhead like the wind, clean and clean, bringing a little softness to the original slaughtering world. 【Reading.com】

Such a heavy snowfall completely covered the entire Novosibirsk region in a snowy white, covered in silver, and extremely enchanting.

Especially on the side of the Ob River outside the city. The shadows of the trees are swaying, the birch is lined up, and it is a variety of styles, a northern scenery.

However, at this time, at a bend along the river, the appearance of a figure completely broke the peace of the whole world.

This figure ran on the snowfield, fast and like the wind, walking with the wind, as if a big bird swept over the flat ground, and even ordinary people were close at hand, passing by him, and he could only feel a gust of wind whistling beside him, only to feel that there seemed to be a black shadow vaguely, but when he came back to his senses and looked again, he found that there was a little shadow in the snow.

I just thought I was suspicious, and my eyes were swayed by the snow.

If it were a man, how could there not be a single footprint on this soft snow?

Three hundred miles away from Novosibirsk, along the Ob River all the way down, there is a "sentry post" set up by the Russian military at intervals, a sentry is standing guard with a steel gun in his hand, and suddenly, his eyes flashed, and he found that there was a black shadow floating in the wind and snow, as if a big bird was soaring.

Staring at his eyes, and then looking closely, he finally saw clearly, but it was a person riding the wind and snow, running fast! It's just that the speed at which this person ran was too fast, and when I first saw it, I thought it was a bird of prey such as a falcon foraging for food, and I couldn't see any human figure, but after three or five breaths, this person had already arrived in front of him and swept by.

Dozens of meters away, the strong wind brought by the man's body blew on his face, and it hurt as if the grains of sand were rolling.

And this man seems to have no feet, speeding at the speed of an F1 car, and there is not even a single footprint in sight on the fluffy snow.

"It's so cold, the snow just fell is frozen?" the Russian sentry blinked his eyes violently, rubbed them again, and finally made sure that it was indeed a person just now, and his eyes were not mistaken. The Siberian region has a bitter cold winter, especially the tuyere here, the north wind is raging, and after a long time, not only the upper and lower Ob rivers will be frozen, but even a thick hard crust will be formed on the snow, and people will not fall down if they walk on the flat ground.

The Russian sentry looked left and right, there was no one, and finally he couldn't help but be curious, and walked to the tuyere where the figure flew by just now with his gun, and slowly stepped on it, poof!

This is still the edge of the snow at the tuyere, otherwise the snowstorm just now, the amount of snow that accumulated overnight, the thickest part of the place is four or five meters deep, and it will not be a problem to bury his whole person.

And just when he fell into the snow with one foot and couldn't figure it out, he only felt that there was a brush in front of him, and there were two more figures, one in front of him and one behind, also stepping on the snow and running past, and there was still no footprint on the snow.

"What's going on? Why are they able to step on the snow and run so fast, and why do I fall into it as soon as I step on it?" After a long time, the Russian sentry returned to his original position, still scratching his head, thinking that he had seen a ghost in broad daylight. I don't want to believe that what I'm seeing is real.

This behavior that made ordinary people unable to believe and understand, but would rather question their eyes afterwards, was naturally a small accident caused by Wang Chan and Long Daoren and Xu Changchun, who were chasing after him with a finger.

"What the hell is this kid going to do, why is he only running downstream along the side of the riverbank?" Long Dao people fluttered in their sleeves, walking against the wind, and the whole person was tightly wrapped in the invisible sword qi that rushed out of his body, and he was a hundred steps away from the body in a sweep, as if he was talking to himself, and as if he was talking to Xu Changchun behind him.

Xu Changchun exerted force under his feet, his body was not as free as Wang Chan, nor was he as fluttering as the Longdao people, just step by step, like ordinary people walking and walking, down-to-earth, but every step on the ground spewed out a number of air currents from the soles of his feet, stirring the snow on the ground like a white lotus blooming, looking at it from a distance, I saw behind him, a cloud of snow and mist bursting, like a flower blooming all the way, very strange.

Shaolin Temple's secret Jin Bu Shao, step by step of the lotus's body skills, since even Wang Chan, an outsider, can, there is no reason Xu Changchun, the true successor of Zen Buddhism, will not!

Hearing what Long Dao said, Xu Changchun raised his eyes and looked ahead, although the palm-sized snow flakes had already blocked the way in front of him, white and vast, and there was no shadow of Wang Chan in sight, but in this boundless snow scene, there was still a trace of Wang Chan's breath left, if it weren't for him and Long Daoren, who were keen on six senses and had five senses almost to the realm of gods, even if they brought a group of police dogs who were best at tracking and identifying smells, they would never have found the direction of Wang Chan's running in this weather.

"Treading the snow without a trace, flying on the grass!! Wang Chan's kung fu under his feet already has a bit of the taste of Dan Dao supernatural powers, running like this, within two hundred miles, we will definitely chase people away. However, he still hasn't formed Neidan in the end, and there are some flaws in his body, but if you look closely, you can still find some clues. ”

In the hurry of the dragon Dao people, the sword qi wrapped around his body, and the wind and snow on the left and right in front of him could not get close to him at all, and he didn't forget to take the yellow gourd on his waist and drink a few sips of old wine in his spare time.

Wang Chan's Grass Flying Light Technique was fully deployed, and the speed was too fast, even if a character like Long Daoren was under a long-distance attack, he would gradually be distanced. However, the Longdao people naturally have their own set of methods, looking for traces, and at the moment they only squinted their eyes, and their pupils immediately shrank.

On the snow, a small depression in the distance still pointed out the final direction of Wang Chan's travel. Wang Chan is not a real bird, and he can fly in the air at will, and even if he is a real bird, it will never fall on the snow without leaving even a trace.

As long as it is still an individual, no matter how far the kung fu is practiced, it cannot violate the objective laws of nature and counteract the gravity of the earth, but after the boxing and martial arts are practiced to the point of Wang Chan, their ability to control the power has become more subtle and subtle, and they can borrow external force and exert it on the body in all kinds of places that ordinary people can't imagine.

Just like what Wang Chan is doing now, his arms are stretched out like white cranes shining their wings, and his palms and arms stirring the air, borrowing the reaction force of the air to him, and the same principle as jet planes. It's a pity that he hasn't condensed the inner dan now, and the true strength of the inner family can't be completely transformed into a denser inner family gangqi, and he can't take it freely, otherwise it may not be possible to fly inland for a short distance. It will not be like now, every hundred or so steps, you have to tiptoe to the ground, borrow a force, and be found by the dragon people.

Xu Changchun and Long Daoren have been chasing and killing Wang Chan at a shocking speed for nearly three hours, running more than 300 miles in the wind and snow, the reason why they have not been chased and lost now is that the breath on Wang Chan's body is too strong, and on the other hand, it is also because Long Daoren has a keen eye and found his footprints.

Of course, this does not rule out that Wang Chan is so pure and deliberately exposes some of his clues, so that the two can catch up together.

This time, Wang Chan is obviously iron-hearted, and he wants to fight with Longdao and Xu Changchun. These two people are supernatural people, neither of them will be sent by Wang Chan, and they will be remembered by such two people for a long time, no matter who they are, they will not be happy in their hearts.

So Wang Chan made up his mind, he wanted to solve all these two big troubles at one time, even if the worst result was that the two joined forces, he would have to stubbornly stalk and fight to support the war, the big deal was to pull hard, just run all the way, fight with them for physical strength, fight for endurance, and in the end there will always be a result.

"Don't worry, this man will never let us lose him, and he will stop in two hundred miles at most. ”

Xu Changchun seemed to know Wang Chan better, and he grasped Wang Chan's spleen surname very accurately, and while talking to the Longdao people, he didn't stop at all, running downstream along the side of the riverbank.

And the traces left by Wang Chan on the snow are also very regular, and the span between each step is far away from one hundred and seventy or eighty steps, gently imprinted on a small pit on the snow. But his footprints appeared from time to time, in some places and in other places, obviously either hidden by the wind and snow, or there were other places on the ground to the left and right, gravel, trees, or weeds.

At this time, Long Dao and Xu Changchun also continued to move forward, and after not far away, they would find some "clear" traces in front of them.

"Wang Chan's cultivation of the martial arts of the soldiers, compared to the boxing and martial arts, I am not as good as him, he runs like this, but he leaves marks everywhere, obviously consuming our physical strength. ”

Long Dao and Wang Chan fought for a few rounds, but he was not afraid of what Wang Chan would do here, what ambush he had, but he also knew that his physical strength was not comparable to Wang Chan, although the difference was very small, but the masters competed with each other, and the competition was often that little bit of opportunity.

The two really want to collide head-on, although Wang Chan can't have absolute certainty to kill the Long Dao people, but the Long Dao people also don't have the slightest confidence to kill Wang Chan, fight to the end, what kind of boxing and martial arts, magic means, ten ** also come down to the physical strength of one party. Whoever has more physical strength and whose physical strength is longer will be able to consume the opponent alive and achieve the final victory.

What's more, now it's not just him and Wang Chan, there is also Xu Changchun behind him. Shaolin Zen Buddhism and Longmen Wudang have been opponents in the open and secret for thousands of years, when the Longdao people fought on the sword bed in the Shaolin Temple, in the name of learning, but almost destroyed Xu Changchun at that time, so he didn't believe that Xu Changchun would sincerely cooperate with him.

I'm afraid, the three of them are fighting, and when they are in a good mood, Xu Changchun has something else to think about .......

"If you're afraid, old monster, you might as well stop here and go back to the country as soon as possible. The world is so big, where to find an opponent like Wang Chan, and a life-and-death battle with him, it will definitely allow me to touch the bypass and open my mind, even if I want to achieve the Vajra Arhat Dharma Body in the future, it is not impossible. Xu Changchun suddenly laughed.

Staying at a high speed like this, running long distances, the physical exertion is more intense than fighting with people. However, since Xu Changchun and Wang Chan were defeated last time, he has cultivated into the "King Kong Demon Strength" of Zen Shaolin because of the blessing of misfortune, with infinite strength and strong physical strength, but he does not take this consumption in his eyes.

On the contrary, the Dragon Dao people are already more than a hundred years old, and although their physical strength has not declined because he has not taken the wrong way to attract the sword weapon into his body, in the end, he is not in the prime of life.

"Hmph, don't provoke me. Although my physical strength is inferior to Wang Chan, the difference is also extremely limited, and I don't want to fight for three days and three nights. But you, who also practiced Shaolin Kung Fu, may not be able to compare with his wild way, could it be that your Zen Buddhism is not only the one in Songshan, but also left the Taoist system elsewhere? ”

Long Daoren sneered, but he didn't fall for Xu Changchun.

"Didn't the Shaolin Temple in Putian be burned to the ground by fire sent by your ancestors? Even the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion was moved to the Great Interior, do you dare to say that you didn't practice our Shaolin kung fu when you worshiped under the Longmen Sect? At that time, Kangxi sent so many soldiers and horses to Jiulian Mountain, and it was guaranteed that there would be people who used their power to enrich their own pockets.

Xu Changchun sneered at each other, and did not call the Longdao people to be beautiful, and said at the root that their Shaolin Temple really had a grudge and hatred with the Longdao people.

The two of them were not all the way, although the goal was Wang Chan, and they wanted to arrest and kill people, but to cooperate with the two, it was extremely difficult and unlikely, and it was impossible to chase Wang Chan on the side, and the two did not forget to quarrel and expose each other.

If it weren't for Wang Chan in front, I was afraid that they would have to start on the spot. The difference between the sects is really deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, these two people are the top figures in the world, and they are not immune to vulgarity, once they are involved in their respective sects, they are immediately the same as ordinary people.

"Hey, why did he stop and stop running?"

At the last moment, Long Dao and Xu Changchun were still staring at each other with big eyes, and the next moment the two of them were actually at the same time, and they stopped in an instant, and stopped when they said to stop, and the powerful habitual surname seemed to lose its force on them all of a sudden. Immediately, Long Daoren's eyes flashed, broke through the wind and snow, and looked ahead from a distance, his face was full of hesitation.

"Finally Ken stopped. Xu Changchun was stunned for a moment, and then glanced at the Long Dao person next to him. But I found that this old way, running down for hundreds of miles, still looked calm and relaxed, ruddy complexion, and did not look tired at all. Indeed, the sword qi of the Dragon Dao people is close to the peak, and they have the qualifications to turn their sword into a pill and return to the Jindan Avenue.

"That kid is waiting in front, wanting to wait for work and give us a head-on blow. So I also have to take a good breath, recover my strength, and then go over. The Dragon Dao man slowly exhaled a mouthful of turbid qi in his chest, and the countless sword qi outside his body was instantly swallowed, and all of them were absorbed into his body.

"Hmm, old monster, how do you know?" Although the two seemed to stop at the same time, in fact, there was also a sequence, Xu Changchun himself did not find anything unusual, looking at it, it was white, and he did not see Wang Chan's figure, but it changed with the change of the shape of the dragon man. If you stop, I will stop, if you move, I will move, ordinary people may not be able to distinguish it, but he himself knows it.

"I can't see him either, I just feel like this, that's it, and I can't explain it to you. Long Dao raised his head, the light in his eyes flickered, as if he had hidden two flying swords in it, and everywhere his eyes went, he gave people a feeling of cramping and peeling his skin, and it seemed that he couldn't hide any secrets.

"Yuxuan returns to the truth! This kung fu of yours is really out of the way to the extreme, the body and the sword are combined, the sword heart is clear, and the six senses are more acute than the elders who have practiced dry Zen all their lives in our temple. ”

Xu Changchun frowned, and it was only at this time that he had to admit that the Long Dao people had not lived in vain for so many years, at least at the level of the six senses and five senses, he was a step worse than him.

In this situation, when he looked at the Dragon Dao people again, he suddenly realized that this old way seemed to be very different from the original time.

The facial features of the Long Dao people are as middle-aged, immortal and evergreen, and the exposed skin seems to be translucent, as if the whole person is carved from a piece of jade, but there is a significant difference, the treasure light under the skin is flowing, crystal bright, and the eyes seem to be much deeper than he remembers. Xu Changchun could see that this was because the Dragon Dao man had drawn the sword into his body, and his limbs, muscles, bones, fur, blood vessels, meridians, and internal organs were all fused with his flying sword and sword qi, and even the skull under his hair had a transparent feeling when he looked closely.

Although Xu Changchun has not practiced the art of sword immortals, he is no stranger to this situation, just like the Longdao people, he is called "sword heart Tongming" in the sword refining technique of Longmen Wudang.

If the body and the sword are combined, and the sword and the heart are combined, the sword heart is clear, although it is not seen or heard, it can also reflect all the changes around it.

(To be continued)