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Chapter 915 Only One Left

The Jibei Ice Source at the northernmost tip of the Tiangan Continent, apart from occasional monks of the fourth rank and above, and demon cultivators will come to travel, looking for relics buried under the thick ice layer, or searching for the ice cold that grows in the black ice cave. Lingzhi, looking around, there is no life left.

The ice and snow exudes a light blue color, and the cold wind is sharper than a knife, whistling and blowing non-stop.

The Lihuo Jing knew the times and hid in the Lihuo beads to practice. It was too cold outside, it was boring to play, and it had to consume firepower from time to time, which was not worthwhile.

"It's here, the blue-eyed ice lake is still there, there are glacier holes, and there are lakes that don't freeze."

You Mengchang stopped at the mouth of the glacier valley two miles away from the small lake, and said with a smile: "The place where the wind gathers energy, the old man goes to the ice cave on the left to retreat, and you go to the right and choose any one as the ice cave. Let's not interfere with each other." .”

He couldn't wait to float into the selected natural cave, and soon, mist gushed out, and the entrance of the cave disappeared.

The mist also disappeared with the wind, and old man You used a clever formation to hide the retreat.

He has a fourth-level ghost cultivation that can drive him, so he doesn't worry about being disturbed by outsiders.

Yun Qiuhe discussed with the temple master for a while, and chose an ice cave as the cave. She was busy arranging arrays, placing jade coffee tables, stools, etc., and decorating the bedroom of the two, using beads and stones as decorations. Besides, she used to be careless and not particular, but she was particular about perfection.

With the help of Yun Qiuhe to gather the icy aura, Guanzhu Zhang replenished the energy of the ice soul orb much easier.

Every day I have extra time to play with my wife in the ice and snow, picking new and strange cold spirit flowers, looking for ice crystals and cold stones, and the ice source with a radius of nearly a thousand miles, leaving a happy mark of the two of them walking.

Three years passed in a blink of an eye, Zhang Guanzhu replenished [-]% of the energy of the Ice Soul Orb as he wished, and there was no sign of opening the cave where You Lao retreated. The two waited and played to their heart's content. Most of the monks here know the famous Master Wenfeng, and they salute and avoid them, not daring to disturb him rashly.

"Husband, look, what are those people doing?"

Yun Qiuhe, standing on the height of the glacier, was wearing a long light blue dress with snow-white fur around his collar, pointing to more than a dozen strange figures wrapped in white robes in the distance, rarely seen on the ice source So many monks.

Those people walked for a while, then knelt down and worshiped, forming a long strip, which kept going back and forth, which looked very strange.

"Most of them are not high-level. The leader is at the fifth level, the next five are at the fourth level, and the remaining ten people are all at the third level. They seem to be doing some kind of worship, and the Qi machine is connected as a whole. Otherwise, it would be impossible for a Tier [-] cultivator to go deep into the ice source."

Zhang Wenfeng said that he didn't know where those people came from.

More than twenty miles away, the cold mist filled the air, the leading fifth-rank monk stood up, and made a breast-stroking salute in the direction of the two of them, slightly raising the little finger and ring finger of his right hand.

Zhang and Yun bowed their hands in return.

"It's a witch cultivator, probably a certain witch department in the Tiangan Continent."

Yun Qiuhe recognized the heels of those people through the way the other party saluted. In addition to the main tribes of white, red, black, and blood, the witch clan also has many mysterious inheritances. Even the white witches are divided into different factions.

The two didn't go to disturb the team of witches, and the leader of the fifth-level witches obviously didn't know them.

The Wuxiu team bowed all the way through the blue-eyed icy lake, worshiped around the lake, dropped a few offerings into the unfrozen lake, and continued northward, disappearing in the confusion of the wind and snow.

Another five years later, You Mengchang finally broke through the barrier, and he successfully recovered the sixth-level cultivation base with a fragment of the original Qi Luck Orb.

After breaking through a crucial pass, he didn't encounter any troubles caused by Heavenly Dao, and the several methods prepared by You Mengzhang didn't work, he couldn't help but grin from ear to ear.

That time he assisted the temple master in saving the dead souls of thousands of mortals in the Yanyuan Secret Realm. He had accumulated a lot of merits and virtues, and he was not eviled by the heavens.

"Congratulations, congratulations, You Lao looks younger and younger."

"Congratulations to You Lao for leaving the customs. From now on, the road to immortality will be smooth and smooth."

The two said different festive and auspicious words respectively.

You Mengchang laughed back, chatted a few words, and said: "After a few years of delay, let's set off for the Baimang Plain immediately, and see how the Fengxing energy is there?"

The three flew to the southwest, and after more than a hundred miles, they encountered that strange group of worshiping witchcraft, still 16 people.

Yu Mengchang avoided the side, and after those people got up, he took the initiative to bow and salute his chest.

Zhang and Yun also saluted.

They knew that You Lao usually had his eyes high above his head, and he took the initiative to salute others, and even used the etiquette of bowing his body. Only when he met Mo Ye, they guessed that these witch cultivators had extraordinary backgrounds.

More than a dozen shamans returned the salute together, singing a strange language tune, listening to the desolation and sadness, as if telling an ancient story, a group of people jumped forward with a unified exaggerated dance step, and bowed after thirty steps, just like this Singing and dancing while worshiping and going north.

You Mengchang watched those people disappear before turning around and continuing on his way.

"About tens of thousands of years ago, there was a bloody and tragic battle to kill monsters here. The master witch cultivators went on and on, causing countless deaths and injuries, besieging and killing the evil eighth-order wild ice beasts here. The origin of the earth's ice and cold is confined to a range of thousands of miles, forming today's Jibei ice source.

These witch cultivators are a branch of the tomb guards. They have guarded this place for generations. Every five years, they will go to the northernmost Binglinkou to pay homage to the ancestors who died in the battle. 5000 years and still see them. "

Yu Mengchang explained.

This is the first time Zhang and Yun have heard that there is no such record in the Taoist classics they read.

There was a smile on the corner of You Mengchang's mouth, and said: "Back then, the shaman cultivator was very powerful, and the eight continents occupied four of them, sharing the world equally with the powerful monster clan. The forces depended on the Witch Clan to compete with the Monster Clan, and later the Witch Clan fought among themselves, giving several other families an opportunity to take advantage of it, the Witch Clan and the Monster Clan gradually declined, and humans formed a situation where several families stood side by side."

A few words opened up the magnificent scene of the year.

"Forget it, some old Huangli who don't chew their heads, it's useless to talk too much. The decline of the Wu clan is their own reason, no one to blame."

You Mengchang talked for a while, then changed the topic and didn't mention it anymore.

It took the three of them two hours to fly down to the Baimang Plain at the westernmost end of the Tiangan Continent.

It is winter now, and it is the season when the northwest wind is strong. The further you go, the more you can feel the power of the strong wind. There are faint blue thin lines in the air that are invisible to the naked eye.

Years of blowing and blowing, the low hills and rocks are smooth and hard, forming the mouths of wind valleys with their own characteristics.

The strong wind blew past, and there was a low-pitched "woo-woo" resonant sound within two or three hundred miles.

I don't know what legends are there in this land?
Apart from cultivation, broadening one's knowledge is also one of the necessary subjects for monks.

Select two caves not far from each other that were left by the monks before, and after staying there, Youmeng Chang will pull the Fengxing Lingsi to assist the temple master in replenishing the energy of the Wind Watching Orb, at least four hours a day.

They have to compete for time, here only autumn and winter are windy seasons every year.

When the wind stops in spring and autumn, the three of them will be divided into two groups, and they will go to the nearby human land to play, or practice kung fu in the cave.

It took almost ten years, intermittently, and finally replenished [-]% of the energy of the Watching Wind Orb.

Eight of the nine beads of the Nine Star Flowing Bead have recovered their brilliance, and now there is only one dark bead that is still in weakness, and it is also the most special one.

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(End of this chapter)