Xianhong Road

Chapter 586

After flying for several years, Yang Fan finally reached the territory belonging to the extreme north, but it was only its edge.

According to He Luo: In the depths of the extreme north, the extremely cold air there makes it difficult for immortal cultivators with low cultivation to survive.

Looking at the endless ice fields in his field of vision, Yang Fan made some calculations.

It took him nearly four years to fly all the way from Beiqin to the extreme north.

It may take more than half a year to enter the interior of the extreme north.

This is still Yang Fan's flying speed and resilience.

If it was someone like Xian Yuanying, given the difference in speed and mana recovery, it would take at least four to fifty years to reach the extreme north from Northern Qin.

After flying all the way and traveling long distances, Yang Fan was also exhausted.

"In the extreme north, the area is vast and the danger is unknown. I'd better find some people, preferably immortal cultivators, to understand the situation here, so that I can make a decision."

Yang Fan mused to this point, and restrained his breath.

A powerful aura of Nascent Soul level, was restrained and suppressed to the golden core stage.

The high-level golden core is the most suitable state for walking in the world of cultivating immortals, and ordinary people dare not provoke it easily.

And the strong Nascent Soul is unavoidable to shock the world and attract people's eyes and ears.

In this unfamiliar place, Yang Fan decided to keep a low profile first, even though he didn't think anyone in the extreme north could threaten him.

It's a caution to be in the unknown.

When he first went to Neihai, Yang Fan was extremely low-key and cautious.

At this moment, setting foot in this dangerous and unknown extreme northern ice and snow land, Yang Fan regained his original caution.

With the high-level cultivation of Jindan, Yang Fan shuttled over the ice field and headed north.

Sure enough, after traveling hundreds of miles, Yang Fan saw a town of mortals.

There are teahouses, restaurants, inns, pharmacies, etc. in this town. Judging by the level of prosperity, it is no worse than Wuliu Town.

Moreover, the houses in this small town are all made of extremely thick stones.

Compared with the buildings in the Northern Qin Dynasty, it is less refined and elegant, and looks tall and rough.

Yang Fan suspects that this is related to the environment of the extreme north.

The spiritual consciousness slowly unfolded, and Yang Fan found a few immortal cultivators in the small town, and he was slightly happy.

Although the few immortal cultivators were half-born, Yang Fan finally saw the traces of the immortal cultivators.

If we continue to explore with this clue, we will definitely be able to find out the current situation of the world of cultivating immortals in the extreme north, and it is not too late to find out the whereabouts of Yu Wenxin and Tianyi Soul Water.

Yang Fan was not in a hurry, completely restrained his breath, and walked into the town like a mortal.

He is an outsider, wearing thin clothes, a little abrupt in the small town, and has attracted the attention of a few caring people.

Yang Fan exhaled lightly, reached out and rubbed his temples to relieve the fatigue caused by the long journey.

Walking in front of a restaurant named "Snow Mountain House", Yang Fan smelled the scent of wine, pursed his lips, and muttered to himself: "For four or fifty years, I haven't even touched a drop of wine, so I will try this wine from the extreme north." .”

With such a soothing and relaxed attitude, Yang Fan stepped into the restaurant and sat down at a table in a corner.

"Guest officer, what do you want?"

It was the waiter who spoke, wearing a thick cotton jacket, breathing white steam from his mouth, shivering slightly from the cold.

When he saw the man in front of him, he had a tall and straight figure, a handsome face, and an extraordinary temperament, so he had already paid attention.

It was unbelievable that the other party was wearing a sapphire brocade robe, such thin clothes, in the cold weather, he didn't feel cold at all.

The shop clerk immediately became more cautious.

He has worked in the small town for several years and has dealt with all kinds of people. He can tell at a glance that the other party is definitely not an ordinary person.

"Just serve a few dishes that you are good at here, as well as the best wine."

Yang Fan smiled casually and said casually.

"Be objective, wait a moment." The shop waiter immediately went on.

Yang Fan could sense the caution in the shop boy's words and deeds.

But thinking about walking on this ice field in this thin dress, I am not an ordinary person no matter what.

He didn't mind that, and didn't pretend any further.After all, anyone who is an ordinary cultivator can do this.

Soon, the waiter carefully brought a jug of wine.

Yang Fan immediately smelled a strong and tangy aroma of wine, which was mellow and long-lasting, which made people fall into it.

His eyes lit up slightly, it seemed that this wine was really extraordinary in the world, no wonder the shop waiter regarded it as a treasure.

"My friend, this wine is a century-old wine in my 'Xueshanlou'. It is called 'Xueyinqing'. I will only take it out for tasting when I meet rare guests."

Behind the shop waiter, came a burly young man wearing a sable coat, and he clasped fists at Yang Fan with kindness and enthusiasm.

Yang Fan glanced at him, he was a mundane innate warrior.

Huh, no...

Suddenly, he felt a faint aura fluctuation from this burly young man's body.

Although this aura is not pure, but at least it has something to do with cultivating immortals.

Yang Fan smiled slightly, and quickly got up and clasped his fists together: "Brother, you are welcome, Mr. Yang thank you here."

"My Xia Lin Cheng is the big owner of this 'Snow Mountain House'. Seeing that you have an extraordinary appearance, I don't know where it is from?"

The young man in the sable coat was full of enthusiasm, and his words were extremely polite, and he was full of respect for Yang Fan.

"Immortal Elder?" Yang Fan was slightly taken aback, but he didn't expect Lin Cheng to guess his identity.

But considering that the other party is also considered a half-cultivator, it is not difficult to judge this point.

"Yang Fan, brother Lin is too polite. A mere casual cultivator is nothing to worry about. How dare you pretend to be a fairy leader."

Yang Fan smiled lightly, raised his hand and said, "Brother Lin, if you are interested, you might as well have a drink and talk together."

"Then Lin would be more respectful than obedient."

Lin Cheng had a look of surprise on his face. He expected that the other party was probably an expert, and he intended to make friends early.

And Yang Fan happened to have just arrived in the extreme north, and he met a person who could match up with the immortal cultivator, and he wanted to learn something from the other party.

After the two sat down, they first said a few polite words and asked about each other's situation.

Yang Fan claims to be an undisciplined casual cultivator, and he has just left the teacher, entered the outside world, wandering and traveling.

From the conversation, Yang Fan learned that Lin Cheng was a disciple of the largest martial art school "Snow Mountain School" within a thousand miles nearby.

According to his tone, Lin Cheng's status in the "Snow Mountain School" is not low.

Soon, the table was full of delicacies, and Yang Fan and Lin Cheng drank a bowl together.

When Yang Fan drank a bowl, he vaguely caught a trace of flesh pain flashing across Lin Cheng's face.

However, this "Snow Drinking Sunshine" does have an endless aftertaste. When I first drank it, it was as cool as ice and snow. After drinking this wine, I immediately felt a warm current like a hot spring, but it was not particularly spicy.

"As expected of Xue Yinqing." Yang Fan nodded in appreciation.

With his cultivation base, of course he could taste the cold aura contained in this wine, which changed the quality of the wine.

After drinking together at the same table, the relationship between Yang Fan and Lin Cheng improved, and the conversation became much easier.

At this moment, Yang Fan temporarily forgot that he was comparable to the Nascent Soul Great Cultivator, and assumed the role of a low-level casual cultivator, chatting and drinking with another half-hearted cultivator.

"Dare to ask Brother Yang, are you from the legendary 'Ice and Snow Fairyland'?"

Lin Cheng suddenly asked with a little expectation.

"Ice and Snow Realm?" Yang Fan was slightly taken aback, then shook his head and said, "Yang has only been a teacher for a month or two, and he has just entered the world, so he has never heard of 'Ice and Snow Fairyland'."

"Brother Yang, have you never been there?" A look of disappointment flashed in Lin Cheng's eyes, but it was replaced by a smile, and he sighed: "Brother Yang has never even heard of 'Ice and Snow Immortal Realm', it seems that he has just entered the world not long ago. "

"Dare to ask, what kind of existence is 'Ice and Snow Fairyland'?"

Yang Fan's heart moved, and he asked curiously.

Judging from the name, this ice and snow fairyland is probably related to first-rate cultivators.

"Ice and Snow Fairyland, that is the fairyland where fairy masters live in the extreme north ice region. It is rumored that those who walk out of the Ice and Snow Fairyland have the supernatural power to fly into the sky."

When Lin Cheng talked about the Ice and Snow Immortal Realm, there was obviously a bit of fascination and reverence on his face.

"Brother Lin can really be sure that the 'Ice and Snow Fairyland' exists in the world?"

There was a strange look on Yang Fan's face. Since it was a legend, it might not exist.

"Yes." Lin Cheng took a deep breath and said: "There are several immortal masters in our 'Bingwu Town'. They have dealt with the immortal masters in the fairyland, so they also know how to use immortal skills."

"I see."

Yang Fan nodded again and again, and couldn't help thinking in his heart: "It seems that this so-called 'Ice and Snow Fairyland' should be the location of the Extreme North Immortal Cultivation Realm."

However, Yang Fan couldn't understand the existence of the Ice and Snow Immortal Realm, as if it was completely out of the sight of ordinary people, and it was at a mysterious level that was difficult to touch.

"Brother Yang and I get along very well, so I might as well tell you a secret."

Lin Cheng suddenly lowered his voice, looking mysterious.

"Brother Lin, please tell me." Yang Fan showed a strange expression.

"Every 50 years, the immortal masters from the 'Ice and Snow Immortal Realm' will contact my 'Snow Mountain Sect' to recruit a small number of talented young people to become disciples." Lin Cheng said a little excitedly: " This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.”

"Oh? There is such a thing."

Yang Fan showed some interest, and asked Lin Cheng some specific information.

In this regard, Lin Chengduo knew all the answers, and it was not some ulterior secret anyway.

Yang Fan has already paid attention to this, and it seems that through the clue of "Snow Mountain School", he can find the Ice and Snow Immortal Realm and enter the Extreme North Immortal Cultivation Realm, and then he can start to implement his goal.

While the two were chatting, a group of people walked in from outside the restaurant, seven or eight of them, most of them had grim faces, not kind.

"Xiaoer, serve the food quickly. I heard that the fairy wine 'Xueyinqing' from 'Bingwu Town' is very good. Bring me ten jars."

One of them, a short and fat man covered in fat, spoke viciously.

These seven or eight people were headed by an eagle-eyed man wearing a golden robe. This man exuded a faint hostility. He didn't say a word, but it made people shudder.

He is the only one who is not affected by the ice and snow weather. He is dressed in thin clothes and does not feel the cold at all.

"This uncle..." the waiter tremblingly said: "Xueyinqing has very little stock, and without the permission of the big boss, it is generally not allowed to receive guests, let alone the ten altars."

"Looking for death!!" Humpty Humpty's eyes were as cold as a knife, and he grabbed him with his hand.

Lin Cheng, who was talking with Yang Fan, stood up with a "teng", with anger in his eyes.

Yang Fan sized up these people, and his eyes fell on the eagle-eyed man in the golden robe, and a strange look flashed across his eyes.

(Third watch arrives...)
(End of this chapter)