Lady Cultivator Chapter 171: Lotus picker

Flying in the wind and snow. While carrying the spiritual breath, there really wasn't any cold feeling.

Mo Tiange thought in his heart, if this is the case, the monks of the northern glacier must run their spiritual energy all the time. From a certain point of view, does it not have more time to practice than ordinary monks? It's not right, this cold wind refinement cultivator can't resist, they must have some secret method.

As I was thinking, the unfolding spiritual sense suddenly found traces of living things, Mo Tiange paused, changed direction, and swept to the northwest.

Divine consciousness locked in, and not long after flying, she saw a group of people walking on the glacier, but they were mortals!

She frowned, waved her sleeves, and dropped.

The majesty of the monk Zhuji shocked these mortals. When they saw her appearance, they turned down and worshiped, saying: "Knock to the fairy master, knock to the fairy master!"

Amidst the kneeling and knocking sounds of these mortals. Mo Tiange fell on the ice and said: "Who are you?"

Among these mortals, kneeling in the front is a middle-aged man with a beard. He raised his head and said respectfully: "It turns out to be a fairy. The villain has no eyes, please forgive me." The attitude is humble and humble. .

Mo Tiange couldn't help frowning: "It doesn't have to be so, you guys get up and answer."

"Yes." The man replied repeatedly, then got up and shouted at the people behind, "Fairy let us get up, get up all, get up all up."

These mortals got up in twos and threes. Mo Tiange noticed that they were all young and middle-aged men. There were a few women who looked quite strong.

"Fairy, we belong to the seal tribe. This is the snow lotus we picked this time. Please check it." As he said, he took out a jade box from his arms, opened it, and offered it with both hands.

Mo Tiange was startled. This jade box is used by monks to harvest spiritual grass. The snow lotus in it is the spiritual grass. What are they doing?

"Are you denying the wrong person?"

Seeing that she didn't take the jade box, the man looked at her carefully and suddenly said, "Did the fairy come from the south?"

"...Not bad." Mo Tiange looked at the man. Folded his brows, "What do you mean?"

The man smiled honestly and said: "The fairy came from the south. No wonder we don’t know the customs of our extreme north. We are lotus pickers, our fairy masters from the extreme north, when we meet us lotus pickers, we will take spirits. Shi changed the snow lotus with us, so..."

"It turned out to be like this..." This far north place is really quite different from Kunwu. Mo Tiange remembered what he wanted to ask: "You are mortals, why can you withstand this cold wind and snow? This wind and snow is unusual!"

"Ah, doesn't the fairy know?" The man was surprised, "Didn't the fairy come from Da'an City?"

"Da'an City?" Mo Tiange paused, remembering that in the jade slip the Ye family gave her, he said that no matter if you are a monk or a mortal, you will pass Da'an City when you go to the far north. This is the gateway to Middle Earth The last big city in the far north is very convenient for supplies or for information, so it has become the only way to go.

"If the fairy came from Da'an City, someone should have introduced us to the extreme north when the supply was made."

Mo Tiange said indifferently: "I came directly from China to the far north without passing through Da'an City-it's better to talk to me, if you say it in detail. I have my own reward."

Hearing her last sentence, the man smiled so much that his eyes bloomed, and he repeatedly said: "Yes, yes. The villain will talk to the fairy..."

It turns out that the mortals in the Far North are different from Zhongtu and Kunwu. They do not have a country or a city, but are divided into tribes. The various tribes are of different sizes, with more than tens of thousands of people and dozens of small people. There are thousands of large and small tribes living on the thousands of miles of snowy plains in the far north. The combined population is comparable to that of a large country in China.

But these tribes are not all friendly, some of them marry each other, and some hate each other. Before the establishment of the orthodox school, these tribes each had their own immortal cultivators, who they called shamans. Shaman is often the leader of the tribe. If a tribe does not have a shaman, it must pay tribute to the tribe with shaman. Shaman is the **** of tribes in the Far North.

And these shamans, in fact, are just some low-level immortal cultivators, even the shamans of the big tribes, they are only in the foundation period-this is what Mo Tiange inferred from this man's words.

When the Kunwulai cultivators established the orthodox school in the far north, they conquered the shamans of the big tribe, and ordered all the shamans of the tribes to belong to the orthodox school. In return, the orthodox school would protect his tribe.

In the beginning, the tribes of the Far North were not convinced, and felt that the orthodox school broke their tradition. It can follow a series of methods of the orthodox school. The tribes found that with the protection of the orthodox school, their life was better, and gradually they were convinced, and the orthodox school became their new god.

Thousands of years have passed, and the orthodox school has firmly rooted in the far north. For this reason, the tribes here abandoned their own traditions. They no longer called Shaman, but changed their name to Immortal Master or Fairy in accordance with the names of Zhongtu and Kunwu; their former shaman wore Dao robes and combed Dao bun; even their unique language was no longer the main thing In terms of language, they speak like Zhongtu and Kunwu; even their lives are different from thousands of years ago.

In the past tribes, they lived by hunting fish and beasts under the glacier, which was very hard and easy to die. After the advent of the Orthodox School, all tribes sheltered by them will get a kind of spirit weapon that can help them catch animals. However, this kind of spiritual weapon needs to be activated by a spirit stone, so they organized a team of straight lotus picking to go to the vast snowy field to pick snow lotus. Exchange with monks for spirit stones. Although picking snow lotus is also very difficult, it is much less dangerous than catching animals.

Because of the powerful force of the orthodox school, the mortals in the far north respect the cultivators very much, and they will warmly entertain those who pass by and point the way. If they are lucky, they can get a few spiritual stones.

The group of people that Mo Tiange met was the lotus-picking team of a tribe called Seals nearby. They thought she was an authentic monk, so they offered snow lotus.

Listen to this. Mo Tiange nodded and asked, "The cold wind here is also very difficult for the cultivators to resist. You are mortals, why don't you have any influence?"

The headed man explained: "Fairies know something, this is the effect of snow lotus. We people in the far north use the soup made of snow lotus every year to scrub their bodies so that they are not afraid of the cold wind."

"Oh?" Mo Tiange looked at the snow lotus in the jade box, with some interest, "Although this spiritual grass is not very old, it is full of spiritual energy, and the monks here are willing to use it for you mortals?"

"Back to Fairy, there are not many ordinary snow lotus in our far north, so they are not so precious. However, the snow lotus dedicated to the fairy masters are all rare varieties and not easy to find."

"Oh, that's it..."

"Fairy." After the man said, he raised his head and looked at Mo Tiange eagerly, "I wonder if this snow lotus, are you interested?"

Hearing this, Mo Tiange was puzzled: "Isn't this what you want to dedicate to the orthodox monks? It can also be given to outsiders?"

The man smiled respectfully and said: "Fairy doesn’t know, the Fasect doesn’t restrict us from offering snow lotus. If there are monks from the south, we can also exchange for spirit stones with them. The little ones listen to the fairy masters of our tribe. Said that this snow lotus can be refined into a kind of pill, which is only effective for people who have practiced water spells, so monks in the south will not come to grab them, at most they can change some for their own use. This has no effect on the orthodox school."

"..." It’s no wonder that the orthodox school is the only one here. The unique spiritual roots and spells are the foundation of its school. It both deters mortals and grants favors. They do not treat each other harshly. After a long time, mortals naturally respect them. For god.

Thinking about this, Mo Tiange reached out and took the snow lotus in the jade box, looked at it for a while, and asked: "This snow lotus, how many spirit stones do you want to exchange for?"

I heard her ask. The man hurriedly bowed: "How much the fairy teacher is willing to give is a reward to us."

This sentence made Mo Tiange laugh. Everyone loves to respectfully flatter. Even if this is not true, it makes people feel comfortable to hear. Besides, this man looks sincere and sincere, but it doesn't look like a fake-Dharma. Zong is really amazing in this far north, and he can make these mortals so sincerely respect the cultivators.

Mo Tiange touched a handful of spirit stones from Qiankun's bag, and handed it to the man: "A lot is your reward for answering." This snow lotus has been around for more than ten years and is not precious to the monks. , She roughly estimated the price of Kunwu's spirit grass, which is about ten spirit stones.

The guy looked at a dozen colorful spirit stones with surprise, his eyes disappeared from a smile, and he nodded: "Thank you for the fairy." As he said, a team of dozens of people knelt down and kowtowed again.

Mo Tiange waved his sleeves, an aura supporting them. She couldn't bear these people kneeling down at every turn.

"You said, this snow lotus boiled soup to scrub your body can resist the cold wind? Is this true also for the monks of the Fa Sect?"

Obtaining her spiritual stone, the man became more respectful and bowed and replied: "We mortals are like this, but I heard from the fairy master of my tribe that there is another method for monks in the orthodox school, which can not only resist The cold wind can also increase aura."

"Oh?" Mo Tiange was a little moved after hearing, "This method is allowed to spread?"

"This...the villain doesn't know." The man said, and quickly added, "If the fairy is not in a hurry, he can go to our tribe as a guest. Our fairy master just returned a few days ago. ."

Mo Tiange thought for a while, she had no purpose anyway, it didn't matter if she went to see this tribe, it would be better if she could learn more about the far north with their fairy master.

Thinking about this, she smiled and nodded: "If this is the case, I will disturb you."

Listening to her response, this man was pleasantly surprised and hurriedly replied respectfully: "Dare not dare, the fairy is a guest in our tribe, but it is our honor, fairy please."

Mo Tiange looked at the blizzard and said, "I'll give you a ride." As he said, he raised his hand, sacrificed the white Sipa, and played a magic trick, and the white Sipa instantly expanded. . With a fluff of her sleeves, her aura burst out, holding up a dozen mortals.

It seems that this is the first time I have seen such a method. The leading man was surprised and delighted. He stood on the white Sipa and said tremblingly: "Fairy, this..."

"Why, you are not willing?"

The man shook his head quickly: "Of course not. A fairy took us back. We are much safer. Thanks to the fairy." He said, kneeling again.

Mo Tiange was helpless, these people were so respectful to the monks, they knelt at every turn.

She raised her hand to stop their movement: "Stand up, you will show the way."

"Yes. Fairy, our tribe is in this direction..."

The seal tribe was not far apart, and with mortals, Mo Tiange didn't dare to fly too fast, but within a moment, he saw the dense snow-white roof below.

It turns out that in this extreme north, material is scarce, but ice is not lacking. These mortals use ice to make houses. The temperature in the extreme north is extremely low, dripping water turns into ice, and the house made of ice is not ventilated, not only not cold, but also very warm.

These Motian songs are all introduced by this guy. This leading man is Haibo, the patriarch of the Seal Tribe. People from the extreme north do not have a surname. Since the establishment of the orthodox school, they have also begun to use surnames. All of them have the surname Hai.

Looking down from above, a large group of igloos, crystal clear, look very beautiful in the heavy snow.

"Fairy, over there."

Haibo pointed the way, and Mo Tiange landed on the open space in the middle of the igloo group.

There were originally many people in the open space, each busy with their own affairs, women were sewing and drying, and men were repairing various utensils and handling the corpses of various beasts. Seeing them coming down from the sky, they all gathered around.

Falling on the clearing and putting away the white Sipa, Mo Tiange found with a headache that a group of people knelt down.

She had no choice but to turn her head to Hai Bo and said: "I don't like this one, you tell them not to kneel."

Hai Bo nodded, stepped forward, and said loudly: "Everyone, get up, this fairy doesn't like others to kneel, what should I do!"

When the patriarch said so, these talents stood up one after another, some went back to work, and some came to talk to their relatives.

Haibo turned around and said to Mo Tiange: "Fairy, please here, our fairy master is here."

Mo Tiange nodded, and followed Hai Bo to the highest igloo.

While walking, Haibo introduced to her: "The fairy master of our tribe is an official disciple of the Orthodox School. If you have any questions, he must know! Come on, the fairy lifts the animal skin door curtain in front of the igloo. Graciously invite Mo Tiange in.

Mo Tiange smiled, and went first--she already felt the breath of a foundation building monk when she was in the tribe. Unexpectedly, this tribe with only a few hundred people at most would have a foundation building monk.

Inside is a small hall. The furnishings are no different from Zhongtu and Kunwu. The difference is the material~IndoMTL.com~The furniture is mostly made of ice, the curtains are all animal skins, and there are some tea cups. They are all carved from wood.

As soon as he entered the small hall, Haibo stood in front of a curtain and shouted: "Master, Haibo, please see you!" Then he stood respectfully in front of the curtain.

After a while, a voice came from inside: "What's the matter?"

Hai Bo Gongsheng told: "There is a fairy asking to see you."

After Haibo said this, Mo Tiange slightly released the momentum of the foundation-building cultivator. Sure enough, there was an immediate noise inside, and then someone raised the curtain and came out.

This is a young man, tall and thin, with a thin face and wearing an authentic Taoist robe.

Mo Tiange raised his hand, just about to bow, but was startled: "It's you!"

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