casket of old days

Chapter 215
Chu Qiguang felt the heat of the ring of ignorance, and knew that the mantra Yisiman was holding must be a good thing, and he became more and more pleasing to the eye.

'This wave of Yisiman has played well. '

Seeing the arrival of the Tongtian old demon, Yi Siman hurriedly took two steps forward and offered the mantra, looking at him expectantly.

Chu Qiguang took the book from the other party, opened it and found that it was something like a travel journal or a diary.

Yi Siman explained: "This is the record of my travels in the extreme north, and the spell is at the end."

"Oh?" Chu Qiguang's eyes lit up, and he didn't rush to read the last mantra, but started to read it directly from the beginning.

Seeing that the old demon Tongtian seemed quite satisfied, he flipped through his diary page by page, Yi Siman was relieved, wondering if the other party would appreciate him more after reading it.

'It would be great if I could get some pointers from this old demon. '

With a kind of anticipation in mind, Yi Si Man quietly waited aside, not daring to disturb the other party.

Qiao Zhi also jumped onto Chu Qiguang's shoulder curiously, and followed him to read the diary in front of him.

"Tiancheng's 22nd year, the eighth day of the seventh month. I finally arrived at Lensk today. This is the last stop of the Great Gan, and further north is the Ural Plateau..."

Facing this sentence, Qiao Zhixin said: "Tiancheng is the year of Dagan...Let me do the math...Tiancheng's 22 years... That's the 16th year of Yong'an, and this year is the [-]th year of Yong'an, which means Yisiman is Did you go to the far north six years ago? '

Thinking of this, Qiao Zhi continued to read, and found that the diary hadn't been sorted out. It was neat at the beginning, but it looked like a personal graffiti in the end. It was a mess, and it was written wherever it came to mind.

……

In the 22nd year of Tiancheng, the eighteenth day of the eighth month.

The weather is getting colder, and the last time I saw anyone was more than 20 days ago.

I searched all the way north according to the ancient books of Emperor Tiandao I found on the grassland, but I never found the so-called temple.

Didn't see any banshees along the way.

……

The 22nd year of Tiancheng, September.

I can't remember the exact date.

The mountains on the Ural Plateau are undulating, and the terrain changes greatly. As the years change, many east and west rivers, trees, and mountains have undergone tremendous changes.

To find the legendary temple here according to the instructions of the ancient books, maybe I was whimsical.

Still did not find the banshee along the way.

……

In the 22nd year of Tiancheng, September (cross out) October?
I walked all the way along the Vobol River, the hills in front of me were covered with heavy snow, and the water gradually began to freeze.

Do temples really exist?Or is that ancient book just compiled by later generations?
Still no banshees.

My last rations were almost exhausted, so I decided to search northeast for another ten days, and if that didn't work, I'd go back.

……

When Chu Qiguang and Qiao Zhi read this, they found that the following records became more and more messy and random.

It seems that at this time, Yisiman at that time did not have too much expectation for finding the temple, but his desire for other things became more and more intense, as if he was suffocated.

……

On the first day, except for the mountains and hills, no banshees were found.

The next day, nothing, and no banshees.

On the third day, the banshee was not found.

On the fourth day, no banshees.

On the fifth day, there was no girl.

sixth day, no

……

Found the banshee!
Are there any monsters here?

It should be the indigenous monsters here, and their ancestors may be brown bears who migrated from other places to become spirits... I have never tried bear monsters... I don't know what will happen...

……

The 22nd year of Tiancheng, about November

The aboriginal bear demons are well-built, with lovely plateau red on their faces, and a light wheat-colored skin, which should have received sufficient sunlight.

Their physiques are stronger than those of the banshees on the prairie, each of them is about the same height as me, and their legs are so long.

And very enthusiastic, that savage, primitive, wild temperament... made me feel the happiness that I haven't seen for a long time.

I decided to take a good rest here for a few days before talking.

……

The following diary content was quickly skipped by Chu Qiguang. Qiao Zhi wanted him to stop and read slowly, but he was a little embarrassed.

……

Tiancheng 23 years, spring
It's time to leave.

……

"Damn!" Seeing this, Qiao Zhi couldn't help cursing in his heart: "Didn't you agree to rest for a few days? It's almost half a year now!"

But he looked on quickly and curiously.

……

The climate on the Ural Plateau is more physical than that on the grasslands.

During the rest period of the aboriginal tribes, I hunted, ate, and slept with them, fought wild beasts in the severe cold, and honed my knife skills in the mountains and storms.

In this cold world, everything is so simple and pure, and I feel a rare concentration.

Although the physical body has not changed qualitatively due to the lack of elixir, I feel that my sword art realm has made a huge leap.

When I return to the grassland to restore my qi and blood, my strength should improve even more.

During this period of time in the indigenous tribe, I also tried to learn the language of the indigenous people and asked them where the temple was.

According to the oldest witch doctor here, on the top of the mountains in the north stands a temple of the gods, but it can only be reached after death, which is a gift from the gods to all things.

It sounded like a legend about the Temple of Emperor Tiandao being misunderstood by the natives, so I decided to look for it.

Aiur, the strongest huntress in the tribe, offered to go with me, but I refused.

I am a werewolf like the wind, and I will never stop at a banshee.

Aiur is as pure as spring water on a snow-capped mountain, and this paradise is more suitable for her.

……

I have been heading north for five days, and my eyes have been covered with ice and snow.

The continuous snow-capped mountains seem to be connected to the sky.

I can only climb up in the wind and snow, and finally I can only turn into a prototype to resist the wind and snow.

……

I am getting closer and closer to the top of the mountain, but the snow is getting heavier and heavier. I feel some kind of Taoist power in the cold wind. Is it set by Huang Tiandao?
There was no way to even start a fire here.

Fortunately, Aiur's fur is warm enough, and I have the energy and blood power of the fifth realm that she doesn't have.

She hugged me, we leaned on each other, warmed each other, and resisted the severe cold outside together.

It was so warm in her arms.

I am glad that I finally took her up the mountain together.

The good news is that I finally saw the temple that the witch doctor said, which stands on the top of the mountains, like an ice and snow castle in the clouds.

Along the way, we also saw the frozen corpses of many worshipers.

I also finally know why the witch doctor said that you can only come here after death.

There is obviously a wind and snow that surpasses nature around the temple. This should be the Taoism set up by the congregants of Huang Tiandao in the past.

The monsters here don't know martial arts, don't know Taoism, and they can't break Taoism without mastering the power of Qi and blood. They are dead before reaching the temple.

(End of this chapter)