Chapter 510: Wind and snow

That night, Fang Yuan made a panacea in the dharma boat and prepared it.
Then on the next morning, when the snow was getting bigger and bigger, he stepped out of the dharma boat. By this time, he had removed all the warm magic weapons on his body, and even removed the dumpling-colored animal skin on his shoulder. He only wore a thin green robe, and did not take off the clouds, but walked towards Wuxue Mountain, which seemed to be connected with the sky, on a thin and upright figure.
The snow wind is like a knife, scraping away the soul.
The wind and snow here is so big that even hard basaltic rocks can scratch out the way.
But Fang Yuan only used his mana and flesh to force mountaineering.
It was the devil's heads on the Dharma Boat that got Fang Yuan's instructions. He could drove the Dharma Boat behind Fang Yuan and didn't have to come down to follow him in the wind and snow. But looking at the appearance of Fang Yuan Climbing, they also The mood is extremely complicated, I can’t wait for the sky and snow to freeze this annoying guy, but I can’t help worrying for a while, thinking that my erysipelas is still in the body, I really want to freeze this guy, then Soon, he will be buried with a guy who does not know the name.
Fang Yuan didn't worry about what these demons did. He was a person who had read books in Langya Pavilion for more than three years. The books are reasonable, knowledgeable, and there are many ways that ordinary people can't expect. Now he has at least a hundred A way to control these demons!
After entering the snowfield, he felt that the other party had a reason to die, so he killed him politely, but for him, he always needed someone to do some chores and rough work, so he also left a few looking at the eyes, let them Staying on the Dharma boat to do things. Although these are all fierce and evil, he is not worried, just one person fed a poison elixir, so they are not afraid of their rebellion.
He has said to them plainly that this poison pill, at least the five-six-story pattern of the great pill master, can be released. If you are sure to find such a person to help you detoxify, then run away, if it is No, then just stay honest!
It is for this reason that it is now in harmony with these demons.
Since he entered the snowfield, he couldn’t hide in the dharma boat to enjoy the blessings of nature. When he was studying in Langya Pavilion, Fang Yuan also heard the legend of the transformation of the nine snow lines, so he would follow this method every time he passed the snow line. , To temper your sword.
The wind was blowing in the snow, walking slowly, slowly walking towards Wuxue Mountain.
Before crossing the first snow line and the second snow line Bai Zhehe, he also came like this.
Tempered!
I had been in Langya Pavilion for more than three years, which was so comfortable.
He was so comfortable that he even forgot the taste of suffering...
Now, he wants to forget the comfort of more than three years and walk back on this road.
The endless wind and snow, coming over, is almost more terrifying than the ice and snow magical powers that the monk founder puts all his strength into. Scraped over, there was no moment of rest, and he kept surrounding himself, and walking between the wind and snow, he could only grind his teeth and endure, step by step toward higher...
The higher you go, the more intense the cold will be...
The world is vast, a lonely cold, it seems that only one person is fighting this vast world...
……wrong!
Fang Yuan's eyes turned slightly and he looked forward, there seemed to be a person there.
In Fang Yuan's field of vision, a black dot appeared more than 300 feet ahead.
It seemed to be a thin woman, walking slowly forward.
Every step takes a lot of effort.
Her practice should not be high, at least not yet reached the level of Jindan.
For today's Fang Yuan, he can still support the wind and snow of Wuxue Mountain. Nine snow lines are more difficult than one. With his practice, the previous snow lines cannot form him too. Great pressure.
But that woman was different. Judging from her cultivation of the foundation, the wind and snow of Wuxue Mountain had reached the limit she had endured, and now it was only in the middle of the mountainside. It's hard to imagine that if you go up again, the wind and snow will be even more fierce. With her weak physical body and the cultivation of the foundation realm, how can it be resisted.
But for such a simple reason, the woman didn't seem to understand. She was very slow, but she didn't mean to stop. She was still climbing the mountain step by step. The thin figure seemed to have a The unspeakable tenacity...
"Is this the Zhongzhou ascetic who is talking about the people in the inn?"
Fang Yuan glanced at her and remembered what the diners in the inn had said.
With a little hesitation in his heart, he put an end to the thought of saying hello.
The road is your own!
In his view, this woman only had the foundation for the cultivation of the realm, so she came to this third snow line to inspire her. In fact, some were too risky. If she continued to climb up again, she might die in the snow. But, after all, her path of spiritual practice, there is no need to stop her. After all, even if he died in this wind and snow, it also represents a will to marty...
So, he still followed his own way and walked forward slowly.
He can walk faster, but in order to feel the cold between this world and the earth, he walks very slowly.
He knows that his real challenge will be behind several snow lines, but now, he wants to use this third snow line to make himself aware of the power of this world, familiar with this cold environment, so as to be behind To prepare for the grinding...
The snow is getting bigger!
The snow beads as big as the salt hit their faces and did not lose to the flying knife, but they couldn't hurt Fang Yuan's flesh, but the ubiquitous chill began to penetrate Fang Yuan's flesh little by little The green robe he wore was also a fairy robe. It can be said that the cold and heat were not soaking, but in this ice and snow, the cold was too heavy, but the fairy robe could not be resisted. It had already been cut into his body...
Just like the mana of the body protector, it seems to be soaked in this chill a little bit...
Fang Yuan felt this coldness like a knife edge. After a while, he suddenly recovered all his mana!
It was like suddenly losing refuge, and the flesh began to tremble violently.
The cold seemed to be in a flash, and he had to soak into his internal organs, even the depths of the soul.
But it was at this time that Fang Yuan disrupted his sword intention.
He began to fight the endless, pervasive chill with his sword.
This is also like a master trick.
Use your own swordsmanship to play against the snow and the wind...
Between the heavens and the earth, the wind sounds a lot less, and the snow particles were also flicked three feet away from the sword. The sword meaning of Fang Yuan's practice was originally carried by the Wujian Sword Classic. This kind of sword meaning is perfect, just like this world. The ubiquitous coldness between them seemed to be an invisible barrier, blocking the world's wind and snow, so that his own body finally stopped shaking and had a little warmth.
However, this also seems to anger the world.
The cold shouted and started to counterattack Fang Yuan from time to time.
But Fang principle only maintains the peace of mind, and has always destroyed the sword to the most powerful level...
Moving all the way, he had slowly crossed the mountainside and walked up the mountain.
The sword was frozen and the steps were slow.
I couldn’t help but feel a bit lost. I thought,
The wind of this third snow line is still too weak, and the pressure on me is not enough. Because of this, I can’t get my sword. Effective training..."
From the first snow line, he is using this world's wind and snow to refine his sword.
But now, after all, he has cultivated deep and powerful, and the three snow lines in front, despite the severe cold and fierceness, have never exceeded his limit. Of course, he cannot achieve the effect of improving the sword intention. After all, tempering is to have Only those forces that exceed one's own limits can form a huge world of coercion to oneself, and it is possible to temper one's will and improve one's sword spirit!
"Perhaps, only when the fourth snow line is reached, that kind of heaven and earth might be useful to me..."
In Fang Yuan's heart, some helplessness gave birth to this idea.
He will still finish the third snow line, but he has understood in his heart that it is of little use.
However, at this time, he felt a little feeling in his heart, and slowly turned his head.
Although he walked slowly, the ascetic woman walked slower than him.
He was to carefully and clearly sense the severe cold in this world, and the woman was really unable to support it, but she made Fang Yuan a little unexpected, actually actually so far from the foot of the mountain towards the mountain come over.
Now, they are almost approaching the top of the mountain, and her performance far exceeds Fang Yuan's expectations.
However, by this time, she was really unable to support her. She stumbled and slowly fell to the ground. It could be seen that she had been struggling and wanted to stand up, but her body and mana were completely Exhausted, every time she stood up, she was blown down by the wind and snow. For a few times, she fell in the snow, pained and desperate, and made a vague cry...
It was this cry that made Fang Yuan, who originally wanted to continue walking forward, startled slightly.
The scream passed through the distant snow and blizzard, and when it arrived here, it seemed very weak.
But from this faint voice, Fang Yuan felt a little familiar.
So he no longer hesitated, turned around, flew, and came to the woman.
The skinny woman finally ran out of light and ran out of power. The snow mutton and ice grass stuff she ate in the inn were not enough to support her so much consumption, so at the moment she was closest to the top of the snow mountain, she She finally fell down, and she didn't even have enough energy to go back, which made her realize a terrible result and called out in despair...
I still can't stand this kind of sharpening myself?
She felt that her flesh started to numb, and all kinds of hallucinations appeared in front of her. Knowing that this was a sign of near-freezing death, she raised her head in despair and wanted to see that it seemed to be close, but she would never walk A glance at the unreachable mountain...
Then this one looked up and saw a face she had always wanted to see!
A somewhat dirty face~EbookFREE.me~ showed a bitter smile, she whispered: "I still can't do it..."
"Why do you suffer?"
She saw the man in front of her opening softly, and there seemed to be some surprise on her face.
Listening to this seemingly real voice, the grief and pain in the woman’s heart, and the boundless fear, at this time suddenly came out of nowhere, and all burst out at once, two lines of eyes slipped over her face, It immediately became ice.
She raised her hand, reached the illusion, and used all her strength to shout: "I...I just want to go on that road..."
Then she felt that the hand was grasped by a warm hand.
Then she was hugged as a whole.
Before the thin woman passed out, her face showed a puzzled expression: "Is it possible to be so real?"
"However, dying in this illusion is a good thing to treat yourself..." 8)