The Path Toward Heaven Chapter 34: If life is only like first seeing
(This is also the name of the chapter where Chen Xuxiang met. To be honest, the content of these chapters is out of the outline. I am presumptuous. I have been in a bad mood recently, so I want to let the brothers meet. People are dying, so why can't you meet? I am too presumptuous now, let me write with my own temper when I write a book.)
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In the northernmost part of the ice storm sea, the wind whizzed by, bringing countless thunderous rumblings, the virtual realm was compressed to a thin layer, and the terrifying vortexes in the thunderland became huge Color blocks are no longer so scary.
Even the strong in the sea-breaking realm, it is difficult to stay in such a ghost place for too long.
Moreover, this place is only 7,000 miles away from the isolated ice peak of Snow Country, and no human practitioner dares to come here easily.
The sea here has been frozen long ago, and the ice layer is not so deep. It is no different from land.
In the howling cold wind, the figure of a treasure ship is looming.
It is not so much that this treasure ship is breaking the ice, but rather it is towing on the ice with the powerful power of the crystal furnace.
The ancestor Xuan Yin stood in the bow of the ship, covering his head with his hands, blocking the knife-like wind, his eyes fell on the slightly raised snowy field on the right hand side, and he was silent.
For seven full days, he hasn't said a word.
The treasure ship is walking too slowly. These days, it has only traveled hundreds of miles north. In the eyes of a strong man like him, it seems that it hasn't moved much.
Even if the real person needs the crystal furnace in the treasure ship, he can take them apart and take them off together. Why do they have to trap themselves in this ship?
Furthermore, the lotus in Yimaozhai has been picked, the scales of the fire carp have been taken, everything is ready, why hasn't it started yet?
What are real people waiting for?
This conjecture made him a little uneasy.
"What are you afraid of?"
Yin Feng stood on the top of the highest mast and looked down at him, full of contempt and arrogance.
The ancestor Xuanyin looked at the direction of the snowy field, sighed and said: "This is too close to the snow country, who wouldn't be frightened?"
Yin Feng said proudly: "What's so scary about? The Snow Queen is the highest-ranked being. If she is destined to die, her hands are the best ending."
The ancestor Xuanyin squinted his eyes and smiled, and said, "But what if the people from the Qingshan Sect catch up?"
Yin Feng turned her head and looked towards the gloomy front of Fengxue, her eyes darkened.
The ancestor Xuanyin covered his head and walked under the deck, listening to the clearer sound of friction between the ship's belly and the ice surface, he couldn't help frowning, pushed open the door, and said to the young man inside: "I feel Not good."
Yin San was wiping his face with a wet towel, listening to what he said, put down the towel and asked, "What's wrong?"
His eyebrows are still delicate, but there are a lot of dark gray patches on the skin, especially the body covered by clothes, bulges can be seen everywhere, like wood about to grow branches.
No matter how many branches are posted in Spring, it is a very fresh and moving picture, but if it is placed on a human body, it is a very ugly and terrifying picture.
Now he is no longer the young man full of vitality, enthusiasm and kindness, but just a poor patient.
He got the most terrible disease in the world, and that disease is called time.
Time can destroy everything. His body is slowly decaying with the passage of time. "Walking with trees" is the best description of his current situation.
It's a miracle that he can survive until now.
Of course, he was the miracle itself.
"I always think that green hills will suddenly appear. I know they can't find us, but... it just feels bad."
The ancestor Xuanyin rubbed the red nose, not knowing whether it was the rosacea that was not cured, or it was blown by the wind for too long.
"Jing Jiu is holding Ah Da at most, and he wants to kill me, so he must be ready to die."
Yin San used a wet towel to press down the bone that was about to pierce the skin under his ear, and said with a smile.
The ancestor Xuanyin frowned slightly and asked, "Where is Yuan Qijing?"
"Xihai's affairs made him a little tired. He won't tell the juniors in the mountains about this matter."
I don’t know if I thought of the tall figure standing in front of me that day, Yin San was silent for a while, walked to the rootless lotus, and said calmly: "And this is our brother after all. Things in between."
The ancestor Xuanyin squinted his eyes and said, "Didn't you say that he is not Jingyang?"
Yin San smiled and said: "Of course he is not Jingyang, but he thinks he is, who can do it?"
The ancestor Xuanyin said: "If he really thinks he is Jingyang, how can he come alone?"
Jingyang is very lazy, Jingyang is afraid of death, Jing Jiu should be like this too.
"He will come because he has a question and never finds the answer."
Yin San stretched out his hand and touched the lotus, and said calmly: "If I can't become a feather, I will die. If he doesn't find him before, he won't be able to ask me again."
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I don't know how long it took to fly north, the surface of the universe front was covered with a shallow layer of frost, and the same was true of Jing Jiu's body.
Flying sword suddenly stopped, those frost particles turned into thousands of snow spots, and left his clothes.
It's already extremely cold here, the heat marks left by the crystal furnace have disappeared without a trace, the wind and snow are full, and the ice sea and the land cannot be distinguished. If it were not for the nick on the ice, it would be impossible to imagine a ship ahead. Treasure ship.
The Snow Country is on the land on the right hand side, and under the extremely high and far sky, a transparent line can be seen faintly. It should be the transparent ice peak.
Ada poked his head out of his arms, shook his head, shaking off the frost particles, and meowed a little incomprehensibly, wondering how to stop?
Jing Jiu suddenly said: "The Huiyuan Monk to kill Chen Wen, even if it is the conspiracy of the old Lin, is too shallow, not like his handwriting."
Ada thought, so what?
Jing Jiu looked at the ice sea ahead and said, "He knows that I can find these clues and that I will find him. He has been waiting for me."
Ada was shocked, thinking that I would disagree with you about coming here, the problem is that you would not listen!
Now, let’s do it, if real people are prepared, I’m afraid we are all dead ends!
Jing Jiu said: "No one has ever done eclosion before, and he has no Zhuniao. Success may not be one in ten, so don't worry."
Ada wanted to follow your calculations. If Taiping takes the risk of eclosion, the chance of surviving is basically zero. Then why do you take such a big risk to hunt him down?
Jing Jiu said: "I have a question to ask him, if he fails to evolve and died, who shall I ask?"
Ada wondered if you were going to ask him why he harmed you in the first place? This is completely a plot only found in influential novels.
Jing Jiu finally said: "He knows what I think, so he won't begin to erupt before I appear."
Why do you brothers bother?
Ada sighed, thinking that you weren't the kind of person who was obsessed with answers before.
"Yes, I was not such a person before."
Jing Jiu looked at the ice sea in front of him, then at the snowy field beside him, and then at the sky above. Those thunderstorm vortices that were squashed into colored blocks remained silent for a long time.
Suddenly the wind carried the snow particles, hitting the cosmic front, popping like a piece of music.
He closed his eyes and began to think about the purest things he had seen in this life.
Snow in the twelfth lunar month.
Spring field in a small mountain village.
The voice of Xijianxi asked.
The girl in the snowy field.
The girl in Sanqian Temple.
The little girl in Qingtianjian.
Then a melody rang in his ears.
The sound of the piano dingdong is like spring water, and the song is called a good song, but the tone is not lively and festive, but clean.
It may be because Young Master Li of Ohara City was too cold in the snow.
As if the spring water has been washed, Dao Xin is more tranquil, he sees a shadow hidden in the deepest part of no thoughts and no thoughts.
Many years ago, he and Tian Jinren fought with gods in the old Meiyuan Nunnery of Chaoge City and defeated each other.
Unexpectedly, Tian Jinren left a very faint shadow. As time passed, his realm increased, and this shadow gradually became materialized.
Sword heart is bright, natural Dao heart is bright, this shadow can't hurt him at all, but his temperament has changed slightly.
Because the shadow is harmless, he won't notice the other person on weekdays. Now that he has discovered it, he can erase it with a little thought, don't care.
Just... how did that person know?
"Congratulations to the real person for going to a hidden worry."
Ada said sincerely: "Shall we go back now?"
Jing Jiu said: "Why? I haven't asked him yet, I haven't killed him."
The front of the universe broke through the wind and snow and continued to move forward.
Ada was very angry, buried him in his arms, and kept biting on his shirt.
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The crystal furnace was still running, and the spar still had half a cabin left, shining like a frozen fish, but the treasure ship stopped on the ice sea.
Yin San was assisted by the ancestor Xuan Yin to the boat, and Yin Feng flew down from the top of the mast, hanging his proud head to show respect.
"If I die, Yin Feng will tell you how to get rid of the Green Mountain Sword Formation."
Yin San let go of the hand of the ancestor Xuan Yin, slowly moved to the side of the ship, and looked to the far south, gently smoothing out the wrinkles on the new clothes he had just changed with his hands.
"Thank you, the real person." Old Ancestor Xuanyin rubbed his nose and said, "But I won't want you to die because of this."
Yin San was a little surprised, smiled and asked: "Why?"
"No one wants to be an old dog. I have thought about many ways to betray you, and I also thought about how to humiliate and abuse you once successful. Of course, the previous attempts have failed, but I always think that there will be a possibility of success in the future. ."
The sparse hair of the ancestor Xuanyin fluttered everywhere in the wind, and looked very cheerful. "But I think it's interesting to be with you now to see you do these things."
"Really? I also find it interesting to live like this." Yin San laughed.
His face is a little deformed and his smile is a little scary, but his eyes are still so clear, and his smile is still like a spring breeze.
"He took your life card back then, and he must have some thoughts. You don't move today and take a good rest."
He then said to Yin Feng: "If something happens to me, you will go back to Qingshan, and they won't do anything to you."
Yin Feng said with cold eyes: "You are not in Qingshan, what shall I do when I go back?"
At this moment, the wind and snow stopped suddenly, the dark clouds in the sky disappeared without a trace, and the color blocks formed by the thunderstorm vortex disappeared, leaving only a blue.
This blue is so pure, it makes people a little scared, it looks very strange.
Hundreds of miles away in the south, a small black spot appeared.
"Is it so strong already?"
The ancestor Xuanyin touched his sparse hair, squinted his eyes and looked at that place, his murderous intent gradually increased.
Yin San took out the bone flute, wiped it with his sleeve, and prepared to play a song.
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The wind and snow disappeared suddenly, and the cosmic front was in the blue sky, reflecting the sky, like a thicker piece of blue.
Ada floated up and looked at the treasure ship in the distance warily. There was no fear in his eyes, only the intent to fight.
Counseling is just a kind of nature. In the absence of retreat, the strong rationality guarded by Qingshan tells it that only by fighting to the death can it survive.
Jing Jiu is also looking at the treasure ship.
Yin San quietly looked at the black spots in the sky.
The eyes of the two meet.
Like many, many years ago.
The ice sea shook suddenly, creating numerous cracks.
There is a wave in the snow, like a thousand horses rushing towards the coastline.
"You deserve to be a real person."
Yin Feng looked at Yin San, eyes full of admiration.
Then he looked at the little black spot in the sky, his eyes full of awe, and said, "Mr. Jingyang is really amazing."
"What a fart!"
The ancestor Xuan Yin looked at the direction of the snowy field, his face was extremely ugly, as if his ancestor had just died.
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In the sky hundreds of miles away, Ah Da looked at the direction of the snowy field~IndoMTL.com~ and his face was ugly.
A divine sense came from a distant snow country.
Those cracks in the ice sea, those snow dust like galloping horses, are all pressure from the divine consciousness.
Thousands of miles away, only God can make such a big movement, and there is only one person in the Chaotian Continent.
The two sides are too far apart, that **** sense is not lethal, but... she is here.
In other words, she was looking at this place thousands of miles away.
Snow dust rushed across the coastline, came to the sea of ice, and turned into light snow in the sky.
The divine consciousness is in those snowflakes.
Everyone felt a sense of curiosity.
"It seems that you can't fight."
Ada looked at Jing Jiu with extremely complicated eyes: "Do you brothers, do you want to join forces to fight her first?"