From the headmaster of Quanzhen, he began to traverse the heavens

Chapter 217 The God of Snow
When Yuan Maung stood at the top of Guangming and fought against the seven great factions alone, there was a snow field [-] miles away, and everywhere was covered in silver. , The land is all covered with ice and snow, and the eyes are all pure white, without variegation.

The north wind roared fiercely, cold and dry, and it was like a small knife slashing at people's skin.

Although it was a cloudy and snowy day, the reflections from the ice and snow were bright like day.

Looking around, it is hard to see a single figure in a thousand miles, and occasionally one or two igloos are hidden in white, making it difficult to detect.

In this expanse of whiteness, the extreme north is an icefield without undulations. One or two icebergs appear from time to time on the vast icefield. These are mysterious ices that have not melted for thousands of years. Even when the icefield melts in summer, these oceans The iceberg above can still retain most of it, because it is the most yin and cold.

In the depths of the Ice Ocean Plain, there is an iceberg as high as a hundred thousand meters straight into the sky like a sharp knife, and two Taoists sit cross-legged on top of this glacier.

One is a female crown with a face like a peach blossom, and the other is a Taoist man with long beards.

The two Taoists were as stable as rocks, as if they were not breathing, and their bodies were covered with snowflakes, gradually covering their bodies.

After an unknown amount of time, the long-bearded Taoist was slightly shocked, and the white snow on his body suddenly flew away, like a white jade belt spinning away.

The Taoist looked at his jade-like skin and black beard and hair. He was only about 30 years old, but when he opened his eyes, the light flickered in his eyes like a thunderbolt lighting up the already dark sky, and then the indifference and vicissitudes in his eyes made people It only takes one glance to tell that this is an old Taoist who looks young, but actually doesn't know how old he is.

The old man let out a long breath, the air condensed like white smoke, and flew straight out for several dozen meters, landing on the ice and melting the ice into a large hole with a radius of one meter.

But it's just such magical means, if the Martial Saint Grandmasters on the top of Guangming see it, they will exclaim that the gods are manifested.

With a sigh of relief, Lin Qingxuan counted the time silently, knowing that it has been half a year since he entered meditation practice this time.

Seeing Li Mochou beside him covered in ice and snow, Lin Qingxuan's thoughts moved, and a warm wind came out of nowhere to melt and evaporate the ice and snow on Li Mochou's body, but no force penetrated into her clothes and touched her skin. Naturally, it failed to trigger Li Mochou's body protection energy.

Seeing Mo Chou's sweet face as if falling asleep under the snowflakes, Lin Qingxuan suddenly remembered the scene of skating with Mo Chou at Houshanshuitan when he returned to Zhongnan Mountain more than 130 years ago. In the eyes.

Lin Qingxuan remembered that when he first came here, he still thought that he could practice magic skills, and he would be satisfied if he lived to be more than 100 years old.

Now that he has lived to be 150 years old, he is still young forever, and has created a fairy road.

The wish of the year has already been fulfilled, and even the fantasy of the year is about to come true.

Lin Qingxuan felt that on this arctic ice surface, which is roughly the future north of Alaska, the yin god could be tempered, and the speed of sensing the ice, snow, cold wind and deep-sea fish and insects would be doubled, so he knew the method of tempering the yin god that he had created. It is to visualize all things in the world and realize the principle of the transformation of heaven and earth. Therefore, understanding in extreme environments can also have better effects.

A few words were added to the mental method, which had already created the complete Yin God tempering method, and it became more and more perfect.

A few days later, the inside of the iceberg suddenly burst into brilliance, and then a sword energy broke through the iceberg as hard as iron and flew out from the depths of the ice crystal, suspending beside Li Mochou.

When the light of the sword dissipated, Li Mochou opened his eyes, his divine light flashed, he stretched out his hand to pick up the Jiuzhen Sword and put it back into the scabbard, and looked at Lin Qingxuan with a smile.

"Lin Lang, nearly half of the tempering of the black ice has been completed. Although it takes 49 times to refine ice, fire, gold and stone, the combination of yin and yang is the foundation. It's time for us to find volcanic lava."

The two of them were led by Lin Qingxuan all the way north. Although Lin Qingxuan had never been to Northeast Asia or North America, Lin Qingxuan knew the general location of the North Pole in his previous life.

Now Lin Qingxuan's spiritual sense can spread for hundreds of miles, and he can know where he is when he stops and stops.

Therefore, it is Lin Qingxuan's decision to fly across the strait to the Arctic ice ocean to find icebergs. He knows that the Arctic is suitable for refining the sword and strengthening the yin god. There are also many volcanoes in the Alaska region due south, just in time to find lava magma to temper the sword.

After retreating and practicing for half a year, Lin Qingxuan had observed thousands of miles around when he traveled as a yin spirit for half a year. Naturally, he knew where there were dead volcanoes and where there were active volcanoes.

"Since you have achieved a small amount of black ice training, and you need to neutralize it with lava cleaning, then let's go now. I know that there is a volcano about two thousand kilometers south of this place. The magma in the mountain is boiling, which is suitable for you to cultivate immortals. achievement."

As Lin Qingxuan spoke, he took out a Wuren pill refined in the secret realm and handed it to Li Mochou to take it. First, it was used as a supplement to replenish energy, and secondly, if the Lingbao could not be broken, the effect was poor, and it could still be used for a long time. More or less longevity.

After Li Mochou ate Wuren Pills, he got up and held Lin Qingxuan's big hand. The two of them jumped on the iceberg and flew hundreds of feet away. Then they rode against the wind, and with the help of Ling Lie's north wind, the speed was amazing. I went south quickly, but I passed the ice field and snow field for a long time. I saw black-green land and mountains, and gradually I saw tall volcanoes.

When the two approached the volcano, they saw a shallow pool of water in the crater, which was bubbling. Lin Qingxuan and Li Mochou knew that there was boiling lava several dozen meters below the pool.

Li Mochou whispered, "This volcano seems to be about to erupt?"

Lin Qingxuan nodded and said: "There are seven volcanoes in a thousand miles. Only this place is the largest and most active. Naturally, it is the most suitable for you to practice swordsmanship."

The last layer of the Xuantian Sword Scripture is the method of refining the sword and cultivating the yin god, and Yang Ming, the method of refining the yin god and transforming the yang god, has not yet been able to create it.

But for the time being, it was enough for Li Mochou to practice, even if she really practiced it in the future, Lin Qingxuan gave her own guidance in the follow-up method, so she didn't need to worry about the way forward.

Ever since Li Mochou followed Lin Qingxuan, that is, Lin Qingxuan's ten years in the Western Regions, Li Mochou took care of Gu Zixiao Palace for him. After that, for more than 100 years, it is good to practice with peace of mind. Everything is handled by Lin Lang, even the method of cultivation. Best of all, there is no inconvenience in coming out this time.

When Li Mochou thought of this, he no longer lingered in his heart, but he still sighed for a while. He leaned on Lin Qingxuan and kissed him, and said in a low voice, "Thank you Lin Lang, with you here, I will become more and more like a waste. already."

Lin Qingxuan smiled lightly, and with a wave of his right hand, a stream of air was shot into the mountain pass mixed with invisible sword energy.

"boom!"

After a loud bang, a big bottomless hole opened in the mountain pass, and there was a faint heat rising up.

Li Mochou knew that Lin Lang cast a spell to open up the lava rivers in the mountain pass and inside the mountain, so he flew down and sat on a black stone beside the cave entrance. When his thoughts moved, the yin god had already left his body and was attached to the Jiuzhen sword. .

I saw Jiuzhen Jiancang slapped out of its scabbard, flickering with a white sword light and shaking like a swimming fish, it flew out and shot into the hole made by Lin Qingxuan's spell.

Lin Qingxuan stood beside Li Mochou, and his spiritual sense observed that Li Mochou's yin spirit was attached to the Jiuzhen sword and fell straight into the depths of the big hole, the hotter and brighter it went down.

When it was full of red light, the Nine True Sword slammed into a tumbling lava pond, sinking and floating in it.

An endless stream of heat poured into the Jiuzhen Sword, which seemed to melt the Jiuzhen Sword into iron juice.

Li Mochou hurriedly cast the spell, the Yin God emitted a cold and faint light together with the Jiuzhen Sword to resist the heat flow, absorb the heat flow, and the Yin God and the Jiuzhen Sword strengthened little by little together, tainted with the destructive aura that melted everything in the lava.

Lin Qingxuan watched Li Mochou's yin spirit attached to the Jiuzhen sword sinking into the magma and gradually shrinking his spiritual sense, the sword beam was restrained, and he knew that he was in a calm state of cultivation.

Jian Xiu's Divine Sword Fellow Cultivator's method is faster than the Tai Shi Xian Gong created by Lin Qingxuan.

It took nearly ten years for Lin Qingxuan to grow the yin god to the level of Li Mochou, but it has only been two years since Li Mochou became a yin god.

It was estimated that Mochou would be able to improve again after practicing for at most a year. Lin Qingxuan noticed that there were four or five tents made of bones, wood and leather in a river valley at the foot of the volcano, and there were many men and women wearing fur. Horned deer were domesticated, berries were picked, everyone was yellow-skinned and looked similar to Mongolians, but a little shorter.

Lin Qingxuan knew that these people should be the so-called Ekismo people, also called Inuit people. Seeing that their lives were so difficult, and they were all disheveled, thin, and even many people were sick, Lin Qingxuan couldn't bear it. Stay with a long sigh.

"Long sighs to cover up tears, how hard people's lives are..."

With a long sigh, Lin Qingxuan closed his eyes and entered into meditation.

There is always not enough time in the practice. In the blink of an eye, spring and autumn come, and the water pools in the crater have long dried up, and some lava has emerged, and billowing black smoke has started to come out.

The black smoke is also getting thicker, and the volcano will tremble from time to time in a few days.

Lin Qingxuan knew that the volcano seemed to be about to erupt.

The people of the Inuit tribe at the foot of the mountain were also aware of the impending disaster. They offered their own dogs, fish and birds they hunted, skinned their skins and put the bloody food in front of the mountain, praying for the gods to quell their anger.

After another four days, a white light suddenly burst out from the magma, and then came out of the cave and suspended in front of Li Mochou.

The light gradually dissipated, and the fiery red magma dripped onto the ground and turned into black foam-like gravel. After more than a year of refinement, the Jiuzhen Sword has become more and more agile, and dark red lines are faintly flowing on the blade. , This is the performance of absorbing the magma heat, and when all the red lines disappear, it will be the performance of Li Mochou and Jiuzhenjian turning this practice into achievements.

Li Mochou stretched out his white jade-like hand to hold the hilt of the sword, and smiled, "Thanks to Lin Lang's protector, my yin spirit has become more condensed and formed."

After speaking, he frowned slightly again, glanced at the black smoke not far away, and said, "It's a pity that the volcano is about to erupt, so we can't stay here for a long time, let's find another place to practice."

Lin Qingxuan smiled lightly and said, "Okay, but the life of the people here is too difficult. After this volcano erupts, they will lose their homes, and [-]% of them will die on the migration road. Let me end this disaster."

Li Mochou's spiritual thoughts swept away and she knew that she smiled and said, "Lin Lang, your compassion is something only a true immortal can have, so I will also help you."

After speaking, the two of them sat still, as if they were waiting for something.

After half an hour, the volcano suddenly swayed, and the rocks swayed, as if moving mountains and overturning the sea, the sky and the earth hanging upside down.

However, the black stone under Lin Qingxuan and Li Mochou was as stable as Mount Tai, as if they were not one with the volcano.

The loud noise, thick smoke, and the earthquake made the tribes at the foot of the mountain cry in fright, and the chief shaman and others kept dancing and screaming.

Their prayers were obviously in vain. The earthquake intensified, and the black smoke from the crater became thicker and thicker. Finally, the red lava spewed out and flowed down the four sides of the mountain pass. It seemed that it only took a stick of incense. Can flow down the mountain.

When the Inuit tribe saw the eruption of the volcano, they were so frightened that they knelt down and begged for mercy. After the disaster is over, there will be no vegetation and life for dozens of miles around.

Even if these people do not die at the foot of the mountain, they will eventually die on the way of migration, because in this extremely high latitude and material-scarce environment, it is very difficult to obtain food, and there is no map for long-distance migration. Where is the home where the ethnic group lives, it is very likely that they starved to death on the road.

Moreover, there are also beasts such as wolves and bears, as well as other ethnic groups, so the fate of this ethnic group is not optimistic.

Although Lin Qingxuan didn't understand their language, he knew their pessimistic worries and fears at a glance.

Seeing the magma flowing down, the whole mountain was filled with black smoke and the pungent smell of sulfur, Lin Qingxuan waved his right hand, and the infuriating energy that had been accumulated for a long time poured out, turning into a large cloud of white mist rising up.

Lin Qingxuan's spiritual thoughts were also spread all over the mountain, and he controlled the black water method meticulously.

The cloudy air that was transformed into the cloudy and cold air was dispersed under the control of Lin Qingxuan, causing the clouds above the mountain to gather slowly. Output, the sky gradually became gloomy, and then a gust of wind blew the black smoke away, and a heavy goose feather snow fell suddenly in the sky.

The white snowflakes fluttered in the wind, and were atomized by the hot air of the magma before it fell, but as the snowflakes continued to fall, finally the snowflakes turned into water droplets and fell into the magma, making a popping sound, and then the surface of the magma appeared. A tiny black spot.

After half an hour, the snow was getting heavier and heavier, the magma turned into black rocks and spread on the ground, and the crater was still spewing magma. There would always be some earthquakes after half an hour, and the tribesmen at the foot of the mountain were still Constantly begging.

Lin Qingxuan and Li Mochou flew in the air, looking at the red crater, while Shen Nian looked at the restless magma under the crater, knowing that the eruption would probably last for more than ten days.

Although Lin Qingxuan's Snowfall Immortal Technique temporarily controlled the situation, when the clouds and mists in the sky dissipated and the ice and snow melted a day later, this place would eventually become a desperate situation.

Li Mochou's Jiuzhen Sword shone brightly, and said, "Senior Brother, let me cut off the mountain with the Divine Sword."

Lin Qingxuan shook his head lightly and said, "It seems quick to cut off the top of the mountain, but how can these dozens of mountain people survive when the landslide breaks? It was you and I who cast spells to save them. The landscape has changed, and the streams and valleys will disappear in the future. If you don't have a home, you will still die."

"How about that?"

Lin Qingxuan pondered: "I use the supreme immortal method to condense the water mist from the sky and pour it into the mountain pass. At that time, the crater will be completely frozen, and even if there is magma under the mountain, it will not be able to spew out."

"That's fine too."

Lin Qingxuan flew into the air, and with a clear whistle, his hands began to swing, and then the Inuit tribe under the mountain saw a strangely dressed man appearing on the top of the mountain, flying and manipulating the sky.

Everyone just thought that the gods had appeared, and they all knelt down and sang praises loudly.

As the founder of Qingxuan who has opened up the immortal path for a hundred years, Lin Qingxuan's cultivation base is unfathomable. First, the infuriating energy is extremely deep and pure, and second, how much can be transformed from various meridians and acupoints immediately after using it. It is inexhaustible, so it can support countless immortal magic and Taoism.

However, Lin Qingxuan now wants to condense the clouds and mists in the sky for miles around, even his immortal ancestor is somewhat incapable of it.

It took half an hour for the clouds and mist to gradually compress into a vortex cloud with a radius of ten feet, and it continued to rotate at a high speed, exuding a terrifying wind and cold air.

At this time, Lin Qingxuan had very little zhenqi left in his body, and the hundreds of acupoints all over his body were constantly producing zhenqi, but compared to the immortal art that Lin Qingxuan was about to perform now, it seemed like a drop in the bucket and he couldn't make ends meet.

When Lin Qingxuan's true qi was only about [-]% left, the swirling cloud finally compressed into a nine-zhang radius, and the overflowing wind energy also turned into blue.

Knowing that the fire was coming, Lin Qingxuan waved his hands down, and the huge vortex cloud fell into the mountain pass where the magma erupted.

Then there was a roar, followed by black stones that shot out in all directions, all of which were formed by the solidification of magma.

When the wind and clouds dissipated, the entire mountain turned into a huge bowl-shaped valley bottom, and the magma of several dozen meters condensed into solid rocks. This erupting volcano was hardened by Lin Qingxuan's immortal method. It has become a dormant volcano.

Immortal techniques have been developed so far, and now that Lin Qingxuan has tempered the Yin God and practiced for more than 150 years, he finally showed the appearance that is truly comparable to the immortal techniques that people imagined.

Lin Qingxuan used the supreme immortal method to seal the erupting volcano in one fell swoop, showing the supreme divine power of the current true immortal ancestor, and also made the mountain tribes who saw him keep kowtowing and worshiping.

After all the dust had settled, Lin Qingxuan and Li Mochou had turned into clear light and flew away through the sky.

Dozens of Inuit savages who were only startled kept dancing, howling and kowtow, thanking the gods for their appearance.

After the worship was over, looking at the river valley, which was a mess, but still a beautiful home, the high priest Uma raised the wooden staff with dog teeth, seal teeth and walrus bones in his hands, and shouted loudly: "The gods in the snowfield saved us. We saw the statues of the gods. We have to carve a statue to worship every day, and pray that the gods can continue to bless us..."

(End of this chapter)