In the sky above the Snow Han Sect, the snow was flying all over the sky, blown by the cold wind, like a group of frightened butterflies. Driven by the wind and snow, endless layers of snow pile up on top of each other, blocking out the sky and the sun.
However, in this vast white world, a figure shot out of the sky and waved a stick, as if dividing the world and breaking the silence in an instant.
That was none other than the Supreme Elder of Xuehan Sect, You Mingcheng. Wearing a dark blue robe, he looked like an ancient giant beast in the glacier, majestic and mysterious under the reflection of the snow. The long stick in his hand seemed to have absorbed the coldest air between heaven and earth, shining with a cold silver light. The stick he swung was so powerful that it penetrated the thick snow, as if breaking the barrier between heaven and earth.
An invisible momentum burst out from You Mingcheng's body, causing the surrounding flying snow to stand still. The layer of snow hit by his stick dissipated instantly like foam crushed by invisible hands. In the sky, only the awe-inspiring looks of the Xuehan Sect disciples were scattered wantonly.
All the disciples of the Xuehan Sect who witnessed this scene felt trembling in their hearts. They could not imagine that such heaven-shattering power came from the Supreme Elder of their Xuehan Sect. The stagnant flying snow seemed to foreshadow the coming snowstorm, and You Mingcheng's stick power was like the prelude to this snowstorm, foreshadowing an even more shocking scene.
At this time, You Mingcheng waved the long stick in his hand again. This time, he concentrated his power on the end of the stick, like the tip of an iceberg, instantly breaking through thousands of layers of snow waves. The scattered snowflakes were like ice crystals thrown by the storm, flying in all directions. An unparalleled force spurted out from the end of his stick and shot straight into the sky.
In the sky, the scattered snowflakes seemed to be given life and regrouped into a huge snow dragon. Under the influence of You Mingcheng's power, the snow dragon hovered in the air and let out a deafening roar. This voice echoed among the snowy mountains, like a heavenly sound, conveying the majesty and power of the Supreme Elder.
All the Xuehan Sect disciples felt an inexplicable pressure. That was a display of strength from the Supreme Elder whom they were in awe of. They looked at You Mingcheng with awe and pride in their hearts. They knew that with such a great elder around, no one in their sect would dare to bully him.
As for You Mingcheng, he was still standing in the wind and snow, waving the long stick in his hand. His eyes were firm and deep, as if he wanted to see through the endless wind and snow to meet the upcoming challenge. His figure loomed in the wind and snow, like a lonely watcher, ready to withstand all wind and rain for his sect.
At this moment, You Mingcheng was not only the Supreme Elder, but also their spiritual support. His strength, his tenacity, and his determination have become their light of hope.
But at this time, Long Yu was thinking about how You Mingcheng and Fang Lanmeng and others...
In the heart of Xuehan Sect, a solemn and spectacular temple stands between heaven and earth. The architectural style of this temple is unique. It is made of ice spirit stone as the main material. It has been carefully carved and polished, making the entire building reveal its mystery in the cold.
In the center of the temple, there is a huge hall made of ice spirit stone, which is the core of Xuehan Sect. Around the main hall, the long corridors are winding, forming a sharp contrast with the solemnity of the main hall.
In this temple, there are five characters who play an important role. They are the head of Xuehan Sect and the four deputy heads respectively. These five sect leaders have different appearances, but they all exude a fierce and inviolable temperament.
They seemed to be discussing something, but they didn't want to break the silence.
While waiting for the arrival of other sects, the five heads and deputy heads seemed a little leisurely. They sat on seats made of ice spirit stones. The cold air seeped out from the ice spirit stones, making the surrounding air cool. They said nothing, their gazes were deep, as if they were stilling, fully demonstrating the Xuehan Sect's composure and calmness.
At the same time, in the other fifteen peaks of Xuehan Sect, the elders of each peak were also organizing the disciples of their own peaks to gather and prepare to go to the main square. These disciples were wearing battle robes made of white ice spirit stones, and their faces were filled with excitement. Under the guidance of the elders, they made preparations for departure in an orderly manner.
The main square is located in the center of Xuehan Sect, and is the place where Xuehan Sect disciples conduct important activities. When the disciples from Shififeng arrived one after another, the originally quiet square instantly became lively, with a huge flow of people and a huge momentum.
In the center of the square, there is a tall Ice Spirit Stone Platform, which is where the Xuehan Sect holds important ceremonies. At this moment, many disciples from different peaks have gathered around the Ice Spirit Stone Platform. They are communicating in the audience, and the atmosphere is warm and orderly.
As time went by, representatives from several other sects also arrived one after another. Their arrival caused a commotion in the square, but they were quickly guided to their designated locations in an orderly manner. The headmaster and deputy heads also walked out of the main hall and came to the Ice Spirit Stone Platform to greet the guests.
After a long wait, the great elders of each peak finally gathered together.
As soon as the leader finished speaking, a burst of warm applause broke out in the square.
As the atmosphere in the square gradually increased, the disciples of Shififeng, led by their respective elders, headed to the entrance of the main square in an orderly manner. There, they will embark on a new journey and meet the challenges of the future. As for the head and deputy heads of the Xuehan Sect, they will accompany the disciples all the way and guide them to grow in the wind and rain.
The disciples of the Seventh Peak felt the gathering place one after another, and most of the disciples' faces were filled with joy and satisfaction.
However, when they saw Long Yu also following the team, the expressions on their faces immediately turned to disdain and ridicule.
"Does such a person deserve to be with us?" A disciple sneered, blatantly pointed at Long Yu and insulted, "He will only hold us back!"
Another disciple frowned, with a look of contempt on his face, "He is just a waste, he doesn't understand anything, and he can't do anything." He sneered and said, "I really don't know why the elder let him go up the mountain with us. ?”
Listening to these taunting words, Long Yu's expression did not change at all. He did not refute or argue, he just stood aside quietly, as if he had not heard their discussion. His eyes are deep and calm, as if everything is under his control
Hearing this, the other disciples also showed disdain. They couldn't understand why the elders would speak for this trash. In their view, Long Yu is a burden on their team.
After the gathering, Seventh Peak also continued to move towards the main square where the gathering was held, under the leadership of the elders. The disciples took the initiative to distance themselves from Long Yu, and some even deliberately kept a few feet away from him. However, Long Yu didn't care. He still looked leisurely and contented, as if all this had nothing to do with him.
They didn't know that Long Yu, whom they regarded as waste and a burden, was the savior they were looking forward to. Their ridicule and contempt were just fleeting to Long Yu. He cast his gaze on the mountain ahead, where his goal was and where his direction was.
At this moment, Long Yu was like a butterfly dancing alone in the dark night. Although he was swallowed by the darkness, he always maintained his own rhythm, quietly waiting for the moment to break out of his cocoon and become a butterfly.
Long Yu believes that as long as he persists, one day he will stand at the top and let everyone look up to him.
Long Yu walked alone at the end of the team, like a lonely traveler, following the starlight ahead. He didn't explain himself to others or try to prove anything. His silence seems to be a unique persistence. No matter how noisy the world is around him, he always maintains inner peace.
Those mocking and contemptuous looks became insignificant under his silence. His world is broad and can tolerate the criticism of others and his own loneliness. His belief that he would reach the top was as natural as his belief that the sun would rise from the east.
The disciples of the Seventh Peak continued to move forward with full disdain and doubts. They didn't know Long Yu's trump card or what he was waiting for. They only saw a waste who was indifferent in the face of their ridicule, and only saw a burden who was leisurely and contented in their sight.
However, Long Yu didn't care what they thought. He knows where his path is and what his goal is. He dismissed their taunts as nothing and brushed aside their contempt. He just waited quietly for his moment to come.
When all the disciples from Fifteen Peaks gathered in the square of Xuehan Sect, the scene was comparable to a gathering of giants in the world. The number of people and the momentum are so great that they cannot be increased. In this wide square, nearly a million disciples are arranged in various ways. They come from different regions and have different backgrounds, but they all have the same respect and expectation at this moment.
The leader and the first deputy leader were in front of the square. They stood on a high platform, one on the left and one on the right, like two mountain peaks, firmly supporting the entire scene. Their presence is like a magnet, attracting the attention of all disciples. Their expressions were solemn and sacred, ready to accept this large-scale tribute from the disciples.
Following the order, the atmosphere in the square instantly became solemn and solemn. Then, nearly one million disciples greeted the headmaster and deputy headmaster at the same time. Their voices were like thousands of horses galloping, surging and surging, forming waves of sound so powerful that they seemed to shake the whole world. These sounds gathered together to form waves of sound, constantly impacting every corner of the square.
Every disciple's face was full of admiration and respect. They paid tribute to the president and deputy president with the deepest respect, and expressed their gratitude and respect to them with the warmest words. At this moment, all the words condensed into the most sincere respect, and all the disciples became one, forming a powerful torrent that condensed everyone's hearts.
The loud greetings continued for a long time, until the leader and deputy leader nodded to stop. Then, the square suddenly became silent, as if the loud greeting just now was the only sound in the world. The silence at this moment is as quiet as the deep sea, deeply imprinted in everyone's heart.
