Young white horse drunk in spring breeze

Chapter 290 The Sky of the Extreme North
No.17.

Baili Dongjun finally opened his eyes after retreating and meditating in the carriage for seventeen days.

Junyu took another sip of wine, and said with a smile: "This kind of kung fu is really worry-free. You can practice it while sitting in a carriage with your eyes closed."

Baili Dongjun Fang came back from meditation, his mind was still in a trance, and he looked ahead dully.

"How do you feel?" Yue Yao asked with concern.

"It's like falling into a long dream. Sometimes it's as hot as falling into a flaming hell, and sometimes it's as cold as falling into an abyss of ice. I tried to break free and wake up several times but failed. But there was no moment, As it is now, it's really cold." Baili Dongjun took a deep breath.

"Nonsense, because we've arrived—" Junyu pulled back the curtain of the carriage, the wind was cold and windy outside, and the endless iceberg wasteland, "the land of the extreme north."

Baili Dongjun immediately yawned, and shouted: "Quickly close the curtain, no brother...why are you wearing such a thick fur?" As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly felt warm on his body, and he twisted Turning around, Yueyao found that Yueyao had put her white fox fur on him, Yueyao smiled: "When you entered meditation, your body was as hot as fire, and your true energy was surging. We are in this carriage It's like being in a bathhouse, I didn't put it on for you because I was afraid that your true energy wouldn't come out."

Baili Dongjun was wearing this white fur, and smelling the faint fragrance on it, his thoughts began to wander again, and he kept smirking: "Sister Yueyao, then you are cold. Or..."

"Shall we build this together?"

Junyu almost spit out the wine, the master's brazenness, as expected, each disciple inherited it to the fullest.

"No need." Yueyao smiled slightly, then took out a fox fur from the back of the carriage and put it on.

Junyu smiled and said, "Miss Yueyao's carriage is really like a treasure chest, it has everything in it."

Baili Dongjun sighed, shrank his whole body into the corner, and could only sniff the fragrance secretly, but suddenly his stomach growled when he smelled it, and he scratched his head helplessly: "Hungry!" gone."

"Go on." Junyu picked up a steamed bun from his side and threw it away.

Baili Dongjun reached out to take it, and gently weighed it: "This steamed bun is harder than a rock. I'm afraid it will break my teeth..."

"Wouldn't it be enough to heat it up?" Jun Yu laughed.

Baili Dongjun shrugged his shoulders, a burst of true energy emanated from his hands, and in a blink of an eye the surroundings of the steamed bun were steaming, and a steamed bun that was as cold and hard as ice cubes slowly gave off a burnt aroma , Baili Dongjun picked up the steamed bun and took a bite: "This method is not bad."

"In those few days, the entire carriage was full of your true energy, and Miss Yueyao and I put a steamed bun on your head, and it became hot after a while." Junyu said.

Yueyao smiled, but her eyes immediately became serious again: "Dongjun, how hard is your emptiness now?"

"You said that one level of merit is equivalent to ascending a floor, and each floor is full of obstacles. If there is no mistake in my estimation, I have just ascended to the third floor. No more, no less, the third level of emptiness. "

Among the carriages ten kilometers away from them, another carriage pulled by black Moma horses also broke through the wind and snow and moved forward rapidly.

"We'll be there soon." Yueqing, who was dressed in purple, clenched her whip tightly and said through gritted teeth.

There was a sound of drinking, and Ye Dingzhi, who was lying there, sat up suddenly, and Yueqing's hand holding the whip trembled violently, Fei Li turned around, looked at the steamed buns and drank loudly, and the shock just came to an end. Ye Dingzhi said lightly, "Are you awake?"

Ye Dingzhi wiped the sweat from his forehead and said in a low voice, "I thought I was dead."

"Oh?" Fei Li smiled, "You have been asleep for almost a month. During this time, what did you dream about?"

"I didn't dream of anything. I just felt like I fell into an abyss. It was an endless abyss. I just kept falling and falling, never ending. I couldn't feel anything but despair." Ye Dingzhi stared blankly at his palm, "Then someone pulled me back, but I broke free."

"Who?"

"A friend of mine, his name is Baili Dongjun."

Fei Li narrowed his eyes slightly.

Yueqing didn't speak, but just flicked the horsewhip again.

Ye Dingzhi let out a long breath: "I'm a little hungry, is there anything to eat?"

Fei Li threw a few steamed buns in the past, and then threw a bottle of wine: "Drink some wine to warm up your body first. We have entered the extreme north, and soon you can see the real sky beyond the sky."

Ye Dingzhi took a breath, let out a mouthful of warm air, and then took a bite of the steamed bun: "There are people out there who have already mastered this skill, can you teach me?"

"Yes, our suzerain, Yuefeng City, has already cultivated to the eighth level a long time ago, and will soon break through the bottleneck and reach the ninth level. At that time, even the school Mr. Li will not be able to stop the suzerain. With your ability , I think we will reach the seventh level soon." Fei Li said slowly.

Ye Dingzhi quickly finished eating one steamed bun, and then weighed another steamed bun in his hand: "Ninth weight? How long will it take?"

Fei Li was stunned, and said with a smile: "Our suzerain has been in seclusion for more than ten years and has not had the bottleneck of the eighth level. Isn't it a bit too arrogant for you to talk about the ninth level when you come out?"

"Your suzerain can't do it, but it doesn't mean I can't do it." Ye Dingzhi shrugged, "Didn't you say that I was born with martial arts?"

"Daddy, you're awake." The little boy who was sleeping beside him opened his eyes, and seeing his father finally woke up, there was a bit of joy in his eyes.

Ye Dingzhi scratched his head: "An Shi, is this the first time you've come to the north where it's so cold?"

Ye Anshi nodded: "It's so cold in the north."

Ye Dingzhi smiled: "Yes, it's so cold. I came here for the first time when I was a few years older than you. It was so cold, I thought I would die here."

"Is Grandma coming?" Ye Anshi asked suddenly, "I think she and others left first, did they come here first?"

"Grandma is going to visit some relatives. Let's go north first, and then look for her." Ye Dingzhi replied.

Ye Anshi nodded, and obediently pulled the blanket over his body, then shrank back.

Fei Li smiled and said: "You are very smart. And...his physique is also very suitable for martial arts."

Ye Dingzhi frowned: "Is it also some kind of natural martial art?"

"I'm still too young to tell. But I think it's pretty close." Fei Li said, "Have you taught him how to practice martial arts now?"

(End of this chapter)