Master of Great Calamity Chapter 507: Snow Field Penance
I knew that Selangor was chaotic and evil repairs were infested, but Fang Yuan didn’t expect that Selangor would be chaotic to such a degree. If these people were just robbing the Dao and grabbing something, it would be fine to impose a little punishment, but no Thinking that these people were so fierce that they wanted to plunder the golden core spirits and sell them, this was not something he could tolerate. Even if he apologized for his breach of promise, he would kill them.
Therefore, a faint sword light flashed above the ruins of the Yujianzong ruins, and there were snow marks, and after a few noises, it gradually subsided.
Fang Yuan walked out of the ruins, Ta Xue Wuhen, thinking secretly in his heart.
“The Imperial Sword Sect was destroyed by the news of the Unborn Sword Tomb. Is the existence of this sword tomb true?”
Thinking about this, he couldn’t help but feel a ripple in his heart. Could it be that in Langya Pavilion, he saw the chaotic line on the last page of the sword scripture, but it was not a ghost symbol, but a road The map of the land of the inanimate sword grave?
The traces on the map flashed slowly in his mind, Fang Yuan’s heart sank slightly…
If you didn’t think about it before, it’s fine, but now that I have this idea in my mind, the more I think about it, the more I think there are many articles in those weird lines, because he has firmly remembered those lines. In my mind, when I think about it now, I feel that those lines are in a faint fit with some topographic maps of Snow State and even the snow field I have seen during this period…
This makes him unable to calm down anymore…
The Third Sword Demon, what a character is that!
If this lifeless sword mound is really his burial place, then how precious?
For the inheritance of this peerless strongman who existed before the Five Tribulations, who wouldn’t covet it?
Fang Yuan’s thoughts became even more far-reaching. If the sword master of the Imperial Sword Sect had really entered the Inanimate Sword Tomb, and after he came out, the swordsmanship made great progress, then he would stay in that volume. Wasn’t he imagined out of thin air for the whimsical ideas on the nameless sword scriptures, with all kinds of incredible techniques, but were left from the inheritance of the three sword demon?
If this is the case, then maybe I really need to go to the depths of the snowy field…
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Thinking about this, Fang Yuan slowly walked back to the ark.
At this time, on the ark, the guide monk hired by Fang Yuan was eagerly waiting, looking forward to it, and according to the rules, he attracted such a Jin Dan monk who seemed to be worth a lot of money. That can also be divided into a lot of benefits, but the strange thing is that the time has passed for a long time, and the gang of Cao Boss has not sent a signal, but it makes him wait anxious.
Then, just when he was so impatient to wait, he saw a shadow coming over from the snow in the distance.
The man was slender and dressed in a green robe, seemingly ill, and fluttering back.
“He didn’t die?”
The cultivator who led the way was taken aback suddenly, without thinking about it, he sacrificed a magic weapon, turned around and fled.
But the green-robed monk frowned, thinking about some questions, and gently raised his hand. A wicker about a hundred meters long, with some thunder light on it, rushed over quickly. He tied his magic weapon and pulled it back…
The guide cultivator felt cold in his heart, knelt on the ground, and did not dare to move.
Fang Yuan walked back to the magic ark, took a magic axis, and drew it lightly on it, ignoring the guide cultivator.
After a long while, he raised his head and said: “What are you waiting for, come up and ride the boat!”
The cultivator stayed for a while, looking up at Fang Yuan in disbelief.
After a long while, he reacted and said: “Master…Where do you want to go?”
Fang Yuan raised his hand and said, “All the way to the north!”
The cultivator jumped up and nodded and said with a bow: “Okay, okay, the villain got it!”
Looking at him gentle and honest, but with a fierce look hidden in his eyes, Fang Yuan couldn’t help but consider another question.
The Selangor is too chaotic. It’s just lawless. Set up ambushes to capture people’s souls, and then sell them to Xie Xiu at a high price. This is simply unimaginable evil, let alone Zhongzhou, it’s remote. In Yunzhou, Yinshan Sect, who have no limit, dare not do such things. It is hard to imagine what chaos will be after crossing the snow line and entering the snowy field.
Faced with this chaos, I have to think of some ways to deal with it…
After several years of reading in Langya Pavilion, Fang Yuan’s knowledge has greatly improved, and he is more considerate in his life and work. At this time, he has a glimpse and knows the whole thing. He wants to see the chaos in Snow State and even the snow field. Soon he came up with a countermeasure…
Although I am a reasonable scholar, is it useful to be reasonable in this chaotic place?
If reason is useless, then you can only be a less reasonable person!
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The edge of Selangor is the snow line.
Crossed the snow line and entered the vast snow field.
If you say that in the land of Selangor, because of the existence of the sword washing pond, there are some rules, then after the snow line, it really becomes an impossible place with harsh environment, here, everywhere It is the icy sky and snow, even rocks, can be frozen into cracks, even if it is solid ice, it can also be scratched by the wind, it can be said that no grass grows, like a white hell.
However, no matter how harsh the environment is, it can’t stop the practitioners.
Even in the snow and ice where people can freeze to death, there are still traces of practitioners.
They are willing to fight snow beasts here, and are baptized by the ice and snow.
Generally speaking, there are three kinds of people.
One kind of person is evil cultivator. They are not allowed in Kyushu, they can only find a living space here.
A kind of person is the ascetic. What they pursue is this kind of harsh environment, to sharpen the Taoist heart, and pursue entry.
The last type of person is the treasure hunter.
Above the snowy field, although it is difficult to survive, there are countless treasures that can only grow in this environment. Every plant found can be sold for a sky-high price, and those dormant in the ice and snow are dangerous. Extremely, the snow beast that kills human life at every turn is also a kind of treasure. It is full of treasures. Every time you kill one, it can be sold at a high price.
In addition, there are endless legends on the snowy field. It is said that there are many major repairs. Before sitting down, they will come to the snowy field. Through the cold of the sky and the earth, they will seal their flesh and look forward to waking up one day. Their inheritance was also left in the snowy field. Once they found one, they had hit the Grand Canal, and their rise from then on was not a fantasy.
For this reason, there is no trace of human existence on this vast snowfield.
Across the snow line from the frost line, there is a relatively gentle road to the north.
This road was walked by countless cultivators. It is a rare road on this snowy field. At the end of this road, there is Wuxue Mountain, which towers high into the clouds and is in line with the world. Below the mountain, there is an inn. This inn is not big, but it is the only inn within a thousand miles. Therefore, people on this snowy field, whether they are evil cultivators, ascetics, or treasure hunters, , Will regard this as a place to rest and rehabilitate, find a ray of comfort in the vast snow sea.
At this time, the door of this inn was being pushed open by a thin and shriveled person. The raging snow and wind outside immediately poured in, and the thin figure fell to the ground. After exhausting his strength, he couldn’t get up for a long while.
“Fuck, let the wind and snow come in again, close the door!”
In the inn, on dozens of large wooden tables, many people were eating and drinking, and suddenly they began to shout.
The thin figure lying on the ground took a few breaths before getting up and closing the door, but at this time, the shopkeeper in the inn, a high-ranking monk who built the foundation, had already run over in cursing. He forced Fengxue to shut the door, then kicked the man who was lying on the ground, and angrily said: “A beggar-like person has not died on the Tianshan Mountain!”
The thin figure got up, only to find that although her face has a lot of dirt, she is actually a woman with beautiful features, but her face is dirty, her lips are chapped, and her face has frostbite, which is really hidden. A lot of her charm.
After being kicked by the shopkeeper, she remained silent, but got up silently, and walked over to an empty table slowly.
Before sitting down, Xiao Er gave her a push and said, “Is this where you sit?”
The thin woman pursed her lips, as if she was used to it, and silently walked to a small mud platform near the corner, pulled a small corner stool under her butt, and said hoarsely: “I For a pot of ice grass stuffed, add three catties of snow mutton!”
The shopkeeper looked at him with a smile, and said: “Okay, one hundred taels of spirits!”
The thin woman raised her head in a puzzled manner, and said, “Isn’t it only needed thirty taels of spirits before?”
The little second in the shop sneered: “It’s the price now, don’t get out!”
The thin woman was silent for a while, touched her Qiankun bag, her face looked a little gloomy, after a while, she was cruel, and put a white and red leaf treasure on the mud table, saying:” I don’t have enough money, but I snatched this snow ginseng from a snow python. It should be worth three hundred taels. You need to find another two hundred taels…”
“You still have this kind of luck?”
The little second of the shop gave her a surprised look, took the snow ginseng, and sneered: “It’s worth your meal!”
The thin woman said anxiously: “This is worth three hundred spirits…”
The shop Xiaoer sneered: “If it’s in Kyushu, it’s worth 3,000 liang of spirits, but in a snowy field, it’s worth three catties of snow mutton!”
The thin woman seemed to be faintly angry, she looked up at the shopkeeper and was silent.
Dian Xiaoer just condescendingly, looking at her triumphantly.
The surrounding diners, a group of three or five, also stopped and looked at her grinningly.
Finally, the thin woman nodded~IndoMTL.com~ Compromise: “The wine should be more mellow, and the snow lamb should be fatter!”
The shop Xiaoer sneered and took the snow ginseng and left.
“Slap”
After a while, a dirty iron plate and a deflated hip flask were thrown in front of the woman.
The wine was sprinkled in half, and the wine was only slightly blue, obviously mixed with a lot of water.
And the meat on that plate is even more fragmented, clearly less than three catties, and there are a lot of bone scum mixed in it, sticky, let alone fat, not even fresh snow lamb, but After the rest of the diners ate, they mixed up.
The thin woman looked at the plate of pork-like meat and was silent for a long time.
Then she started to stuff meat into her mouth vigorously, chewing hard, looking like she was devouring.
The surrounding diners burst out laughing when they saw it: “How come there are people like pigs and dogs?” 8)