Unsurpassed Spirits

Chapter 82 The Boundless Snow Realm
The temperature dropped sharply, the wind was freezing, and a thick layer of white snow had accumulated on the ground at some point. There were also goose-feather snowflakes falling one after another, and everything in sight was covered in silver.

Luo Qingli saw a pavilion in front of him. Sitting in the pavilion was a man in green clothes and dark hair, who was undoubtedly the only bright spot in the white snow.

He tapped his fingers lightly on the table. The knuckles were slender and the joints were distinct. He gently twisted the two fingers, and a little ink fell on the fingertips.

Luo Qingli walked forward involuntarily.

A curl of green smoke rises from the incense burner on the desk. The man is wearing a jade crown on his head, with handsome eyebrows and starry eyes, and a distinguished temperament. When he looks over, his eyes seem to be a collection of the beauty of heaven and earth, clear and untainted, but bottomless.

"Mr. Pei?" Luo Qingli was stunned, as if he was surprised, but he didn't understand why he was surprised.

Pei Yunzhi smiled slightly.

Luo Qingli has always felt that there is no one who fits these four words better than Pei Yunzhi.

"Come and play chess." Pei Yunzhi waved.

Luo Qingli sat opposite him, took the chess set and picked up the white piece.

The two played back and forth for a while, and Luo Qingli smiled awkwardly.

Pei Yunzhi shook his head, "No progress at all."

"Sir, I am not good at chess." Luo Qingli said helplessly: "Besides, I have been busy practicing recently..."

When the words came out, she was stunned.

Practice, why practice?

She is just a mortal. Even though her heavenly spirit body allows her to draw Qi into her body like others, without the help of spiritual roots, the spiritual Qi cannot be stored in her Dantian at all and can only accumulate in her flesh and blood meridians. The most she can do is If you use one or two small spells, how can you talk about practicing?

Pei Yunzhi said nothing. With a flick of his sleeves, the black and white chess pieces fell into their respective chessboards.

He said calmly: "One more game."

Luo Qingli nodded.

But this time, after only a few seconds, she stopped.

Ever since she saw Pei Yunzhi, she had an indescribable strange feeling. She felt as if she had forgotten something particularly important.

Luo Qingli looked at his hands. They were slender and white, not the frail pale color. Even the heart palpitations and weakness that had been with him since birth seemed to have disappeared.

She raised her head, and Pei Yunzhi, who was opposite her, also looked over. His dark eyes were deep and unfathomable.

Luo Qingli suddenly remembered that he was on the Yu Chan Sect's climbing ladder, and there was no way that Pei Yunzhi would exist in this continent.

Luo Qingli sighed lowly, stood up and gave a salute.

"Sorry, Mr. Pei, I can't play this round."

Pei Yunzhi's expression did not change, but Luo Qingli turned around and left.

Everything behind her turned into clouds and dissipated the moment she turned around, as if it had never existed.

The wind is cold and the snow is not stopping.

The seemingly endless stone steps were still in front of her, and a deep-seated chill penetrated into the cracks in her bones. It was so cold that people shivered. Because her cultivation was suppressed, she was unable to use her spiritual power to keep out the cold, which made her even more difficult to move.

Apart from the whistling of the wind, there was no other sound in her ears. She was the only one between heaven and earth, walking in a vast and endless way.

After an unknown amount of time, when her legs and feet began to feel stiff from the cold, an old voice sounded in her ears, deep and deep, touching her heart. "On the road alone, but lonely?"

Luo Qingli raised his eyes.

The boundless snow blocked her sight, and she stepped forward with difficulty, breathing out the mist.

After a long while, she replied in a low voice: "If you have hope in your heart, you will never feel lonely."

The voice asked her again: "What is your hope?"

Luo Qingli didn't stop, frowning and thinking.The tips of her hair were stained with white snow, her hands and cheeks were all red and purple from the cold, her teeth were trembling and she could hardly speak clearly, but her eyes seemed to be filled with a whole galaxy, as firm and clear as ever.

"One day, I will look up to the heaven and the earth and walk freely..."

Then, I have to return to my hometown.

"..."

The voice didn't ring again, and Luo Qingli didn't care. He twitched the corners of his stiff mouth and started on the road again.

At this time, several Jindan elders were standing in front of the mountain gate. One of them, a Taoist with long eyebrows, was holding a bronze mirror. In the bronze mirror, a slender girl was walking slowly in the ice and snow.

Taoist Taoist Changmei said happily: "Looking down at the sky and the earth, walking freely? You are not old, but your ambition is not small!"

Another middle-aged Jindan elder glanced at him and said with a smile: "Old man Heshuo, what do you want to do? Why don't we cultivate for immortality also for these eight words? Things in the world are impermanent. In a few hundred years, your old man might be just a pile of bones, but this little girl has come further than you!"

Master Heshuo glared at him angrily, unwilling to be outdone, "Rong Yutang, I can tell you that even if you die, I will still be alive and well!"

Master Yutang sneered and said nothing.

The few Jindan masters nearby saw this and pretended not to see it - these two people had been tit for tat since the beginning of foundation building. It was common for them to bicker, so it was not surprising.

In the end, it was Master Mingjie who came out to mediate the atmosphere, and their expressions softened.

Next to her, a pretty girl in colorful clothes looked at the bronze mirror, shook her head and sighed: "This little girl is one of the first ones to come out of the illusion. She has a good character, but I don't know whether to call her lucky or unlucky. Why?" We entered the boundless snow realm.”

There is a large formation buried under the ladder, called the Wanxiang Formation. The formation is ever-changing. During the trial, everyone encounters different situations, but as long as the mind is tough enough, they can break through.

This boundless snow realm is also one of thousands of realms. The difference is that it was added to the Wanxiang Formation by a Yuanying senior from the Yu Chan Sect before he was enthroned. It can be said to be an independent realm outside the Wanxiang Formation. Existence is not controlled by the formation.

People who are in the boundless snow realm will feel that time passes very slowly. One day in the outside world may be one month and one year in the realm.

Either she got the recognition of the Snow Realm and survived, or her state of mind was loosened and was obliterated by the formation. This is a place where one thought is heaven and one thought is hell. Compared with other realms in the Wanxiang Formation, those with weak minds are just sent back down the mountain. , this boundless snow realm is much more cruel.

Master Mingjie nodded after hearing this: "What Junior Sister Wanyin said is that over the past few hundred years, people have occasionally entered the Boundless Snow Realm, but if I remember correctly, the person who came out of the Boundless Snow Realm last time seemed to be Uncle Jinghong?"

Mentioning the True Lord Jinghong, several people were strangely silent for a while.

Master Wanyin murmured: "Uncle Jinghong has ice spirit roots, this little girl..."

Master Heshuo took the registration information of the foundation-building disciples on the side and found the corresponding record of Luo Qingli. He raised his eyebrows and asked, "Five Spiritual Roots?"

The other real people also scanned her information, and they all felt speechless and choked.

People who have always entered the boundless snow realm, no matter whether they passed it or not, are all gifted by nature. This one is really surprising.

Master Mingjie laughed and said: "At least the purity of the spiritual root is good. Look, the purity of the water spiritual root is not low!"

　Thanks to Yan Zhi, Shui Hansheng, and Gagu Baby for the rewards~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)