Chapter 573: Snowfield

"Go!"
Fang Yuan returned to Jianlu and had nothing to do with it. He just took the piece of slate taken from Jianlu in Qingyang Jianchi and flew to the back of the red luan bird. The red luan didn't have to ask him to make a sound, and flew into the air, his wings spread, and it was ten feet long. I don’t know whether it is because this luan is a spiritual body, or for any other reason, it is not affected by the wind and snow of this ninth snow line, and it can successfully fly through the wind and snow. .
If the real red luan came, I was afraid that it would be torn into pieces by this snowstorm, and it was only a little tremor, and then his wings stirred the snowstorm and flew straight toward the south, seeming to be in sight One direction will only fly to one place.
Since it is possible to fly, the speed is naturally extremely fast. At first, Fang entered the ninth snow line of this snow field. I don’t know how much time it took, but now it saves a lot. , Straight towards the south, seeing the boundless snow and snow left behind by it, but within a few days, has crossed the ninth snow line, and then the eighth.
After a few more days, Fang Yuan had come to the area of ​​the Seventh Snow Line. Here, he directed with his consciousness, so that it flew straight westward, and in a day, he reached a snow cliff. , Also saw the Six-Peace Palace hidden under the snow cliff.
"Who is coming?"
There was no sound in those six palaces, but outside the six palaces, above a snowy ridge, some people shouted.
"You should know who I am!"
Fang Yuan jumped up from the back of the red luan, stood in the snow, the green robe swaying, flying against the wind, turning his head to look in that direction, he recognized the man above the snow ridge, this person It was near the third snow line at the beginning, which represented Chengtian Kendo meeting with himself, and presented himself with the primary method of Chengtian Jiandian, and a person in the bone altar. They had met once in the middle.
The man naturally recognized Fang Yuan, but he couldn't believe his eyes and even became very nervous.
"Do you dare to come to my Sixth Palace?"
When he lifted his right arm, in the dark there were countless shadows running towards the distance, wondering what to investigate.
Ten years ago, my young master and four elders, as well as a group of masters of Chengtian Kendo went to the snowfield, and eventually returned with injuries. The four elders and the masters of all roads never returned. It is said that they were related to the six chiefs. In the hearts of all the Chengtian swordsmen, they regarded this person as a traitor, and they wished to eat their bones and blood. It was only in this decade that they knew that this person was behind the ninth snow line, but because of the ninth snow line, The wind and snow are too terrible, and because the sword wash pool is approaching step by step, he has not entered to find him.
Even before this, they even abandoned the Sixth Palace, just to worry about the location where the Sixth Palace was obtained through the Xijianchi.
It’s only for ten years that the Sword Chi hasn’t sent troops to the Six Palaces, so they were a little relieved, and they sent some people back to guard, but it didn’t take long for them to suddenly see this Chengtian Kendo hate the most. How can people not be surprised when people appear here?
For a while, he was worried that he had brought the sword wash pool and attacked, so he had to quickly investigate.
Facing the stunned eyes of the old man who washed the sword pool, Fang Yuan looked like a wash, and said lightly: "Please come to meet the leader!"
"Do you still want to see Young Master?"
The man was immediately angry, and at the same time glanced around nervously, shouting: "Young Master is not here anymore!"
Fang Yuan couldn't help frowning and said lightly: "I don't believe that he is willing to stay away, even if he is not here, it must be near here, you just ask him to come over, Fang Yuan tells the story, if he really doesn't want to Appear, Fangmou will leave!"
The man's face suddenly looked ugly and he wanted to speak again, but suddenly there was a burst of laughter in the Six Palaces.
As the laughter sounded, a shadow came up at the top of the Six Palaces, gradually changing, but it was exactly what the young master Cheng Cheng looked like. He glanced faintly across Fang Yuan's face, toward the ugly face. The Chengtian swordsmen waved their hands, indicating that they did not have to panic, and then looked at Fang Yuan lightly, and smiled: "Fang Dao You came to see me, why?"
Fang Yuan glanced at him, not much, but just took out a scroll.
Heng glanced in his hand, then pushed gently with his left palm, and sent this scroll to Master Chengtian.
The Master Chengtian's face changed slightly, and a sword urged the scroll in the air. His voice was slightly cold, and he said, "What is this?"
"I can't bear to see you for ten years!"
Fang Yuandao said: "But I had to come to see you first. Ten years ago, you asked me to ask for the swordsmanship. I took the point and talked to you, but looking at you now, you should not have reacted. , But fortunately, in the past ten years, I have derived all kinds of methods, and the swordsmanship that you want, or even the swordsmanship after the swordsmanship has been completed, is here!"
This remark made the Lord Chengtian stunned: "What are you talking about?"
Just now, my heart was quite big, I thought that Fang Yuan’s temper should not bring people who wash the sword pool, but at this time, after listening to Fang Yuan’s words, I was suddenly worried, waved my hand secretly, and there were dozens of people running immediately. Go to the periphery to check for invincibility...
Fang Yuan could see his thoughts, but only smiled faintly, said: "It is true or false, you will know after reading it!"
Not to mention, Flying Red Luan, a red light, cast straight into the void of the South.
If Master Chengtian held his stomach, he did not expect Fang Yuan to go so fast, his eyes were astonished.
He has raised one hand, but until Fang Yuan left, he did not drop this hand.
The masters of Chengtian Kendo who lay dormant in the surroundings had no choice but to conceal their murderous intentions.
After hesitating for a while, he still opened the scroll, and glanced at the content, but the more he looked at it, the more ugly, the more ugly, and at the end, the reel closed the scroll. , The breath has become a bit heavy.
"Young Master, within a thousand miles, there are no traces of disciples washing the sword pool..."
Someone searched the surrounding areas and hurried back to report to him, his eyes weirdly passing the scroll in the hands of the young master.
Somewhat surprised: "Does this person come over, really don't plan to hurt me Chengtian Kendo?"
The Chengtian Sword Dao League leader smiled bitterly and said, "Relax, he won't do us any harm this time..."
A lot of Chengtian Kendo monks around heard it, and they were all relieved.
Then he heard Master Chengtian Kendo smile bitterly: "He thought of a better way to destroy me Chengtian Kendo..."
"what?"
All the evil swords around listened, and suddenly dumbfounded.
But the Lord Chengtian said no more, and put away the scroll carefully, saying, "I'm going to see my father!"
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The red luan spread its wings, flew away from the Six Jue Palace, and swept across the snowfield.
Now as the distance from the bitter cold is farther, the farther the ninth snow line of the squally wind is, the faster the red luan will be, and accordingly, the probability of encountering the practitioner will also become greater and greater. Since he hasn’t left the ninth snow line yet, he naturally doesn’t know what he is outside now. It’s not what he used to be. He secretly knows how many more disciples who wash the sword pool. Since he left the ninth snow line at the beginning, this news Already known by Xijianchi, then news spread everywhere and hurriedly spread out.
"Fangyuan Daoyou, please stop!"
Just when Fang Yuan took the red luan, and a day later, when he came to Wuxue Mountain, the third snow line, he suddenly saw that a terrifying sword array had been put up here, and above the sword array, there was enough Nine white robes stood in the sky. Among the sword formations, there were Taoist shadows and terrifying air, but they were all trained as good black robes and defended this airspace strictly.
The red luan stopped a little, and hung in the air. Fang Yuan looked up at the nine white robe and said, "Will you stop me?"
Among the white robe, a person who seemed to have a more stable breath said in a deep voice: "In the past ten years, you have realized the sword in the depths of the snowfield. Instead of disturbing you, I wash the sword pool to help you solve it. There was a lot of trouble, but I didn’t expect that after you retired for ten years, as soon as you came out, you immediately met the evil sword monk. When we wash the sword pool, how can we be assured that you can leave?

Fang Yuan heard this sentence, frowned slightly, and did not answer.
The white robe said in a deep voice, "You can't say it, you should be reasonable, you should follow us to see the sword head!"
Fang Yuan shook his head and said, "No time, no interest!"
The white robe's face was a bit ugly, and he said in a deep voice: "We are ordered to act and don't want to get entangled with you too much, but I think you should understand that now we have nine white robe and eighty-one black robe. This Heavenly Sword Array, which has been waiting for you for ten years, is Yuanying Jianxian, and I don’t want to make it so easily. You still don’t want to ask for trouble, let us go on a trip!"
The person next to him said coldly, "Yes, if you are not in the evil way, why fear to see me wash the sword head?"
Listening to their big drink~EbookFREE.me~ Fang Yuan's face was a little unhappy.
After thinking for a while, he raised his head and said lightly: "It makes sense for you to worry, but I have two words to say!"
The white robe looked at each other, and one of them sneered, "What's the matter?"
"First, if I want to prove that I haven't entered the evil way, there are many ways, I don't have to go to see the sword head of the sword wash pool!"
When the words rang low, he patted the neck of the red luan under the seat gently.
The red luan was ordered, and with a clear voice, he spread his wings and flew forward.
And Fang Yuan, also raised his head at this time, suddenly lost all feelings in his eyes, only that condensed to the extreme cold light, at the same time, his voice became indifferent, just like It is about irrefutable things.
"Second, even if you can stop Yuanying Jianxian, you can't stop me!"