Chapter 2290 Sleeping in the snow

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"Dad, my daughter is going to find you now!" the little drunk boy looked at the dim void in front of him and said.

I haven't gone to the Evil God Realm to save my grandma, and I haven't found my grandfather Qin Zhan, and my sister-in-law Qin Guoer...

I can't lose my father now.

Along the way, she and Garuda just wanted to find Qin Changsheng and didn't want to cause trouble.

So when they inquired all the way, they found out that the Taoist cultivators from various clans were plotting against them, so Xiaozuiwa and Garuda had no choice but to kill them.

Wow!

Immediately, a muffled thunder sounded in the void in front, and the clouds rolled in all directions.

Countless chariots burning with green flames appeared in the void, and on the chariot, a Holy Land flag stood!

Tens of thousands of Taoist monks from the Holy Land stood on the chariot. They were wearing golden robes and their faces were filled with murderous intent.

"Finally found these two evil cultivators! They broke three mountain gates of my holy land, destroyed ten spiritual veins of my holy land, and they dared to kill people in the Southern Territory. They don't know how high the sky is and how high it is!"

"Where are the evil cultivators going?"

The leading Taoist cultivator from the Holy Land, who had a pair of horns and wore a crane cloak, shouted angrily!

The chariot flew over mightily, leaving traces in the void!

Garuda waved his wings, setting off a terrifying mana storm. This storm raged past, and the void chariot burst into bursts!

Countless holy land Taoist cultivators were killed by Garuda's mana storm!

The Taoist cultivators in the Holy Land of the Southern Territory are unable to resist!

"The power of the void!" The little drunk boy activated the power of the void with both hands, and a large area of ​​​​the void fell!

The Holy Land Taoist cultivators suffered countless casualties!

Whoosh!

The little drunk boy jumped up and came to the chariot!

When the Taoist cultivators from the Holy Land of the Southern Territory saw this little girl boarding the chariot, they all retreated behind the Horned Taoist Cultivators with fear on their faces.

"Little doll, you have to be reasonable and don't act recklessly!"

These holy land Taoist cultivators are all cowardly!

"I tried to reason with you before, but why didn't you listen? Now it's you who take action first!" said the little drunk boy without hesitation.

"The evil cultivators should not be so rampant. You have slaughtered so many elders and disciples of my Holy Land and killed so many venerables. Why don't you just surrender now!"

Dao Xiu Dao Xiu angrily rebuked.

The little drunk boy said without changing his expression: "Old man, it seems that you are the eldest here. Let me ask you, have you arrested my father?"

"Your father? Who is he?" The Taoist cultivator of the Horns asked, his eyebrows sank.

"My father's name is Qin Changsheng!"

Taoist Cultivator Huajiao was startled when he heard this.

There was an incredible look in his eyes, one of shock, confusion, and confusion...

The Holy Land disciples behind the Horn Dao cultivator also started whispering among themselves.

"Kid, don't lie. You said your father is Qin Changsheng? This is impossible! How long is your lifespan?" said the Cultivator of the Horns.

Garuda quickly interrupted: "Old man, have you seen my master Qin Changsheng? Tell us quickly where my master is!"

"If you don't tell me, you, a Taoist cultivator from the Holy Land, will be swallowed up by this Dharma Protector."

The Taoist Cultivator of the Horns finally understood. It seemed that they were looking for Qin Changsheng.

He snorted: "I also know the Qin Changsheng you are talking about."

"Really?" The little drunk boy was overjoyed.

"Of course, but as long as you surrender and follow me back to the Holy Land of the Southern Territory, I can take you to find Qin Changsheng."

The Taoist Cultivator of the Horns stroked his beard and said slowly.

The Holy Land disciples who were cultivating the horns were all terrified.

A Holy Land disciple asked the Taoist Cultivator of the Horn: "Third Elder, these two evil cultivators have extraordinary magic power. If we take them to the Holy Land, they will definitely turn our Holy Land upside down."

"There are countless powerful people in my holy land, and there are Hunyuan Heavenly Formation and the Holy Lord sitting there."

"We can use the Holy Land Array to strangle these two evil cultivators!" the third elder sneered.

Garuda also sensed something was wrong, and flew behind the little drunkard: "Little Master, I think these holy land Taoist cultivators are all insidious and cunning people. I can't believe that the master is so powerful that he can destroy these holy lands with just one finger." Taoist cultivation."

"So how could they capture the owner?"

In Garuda's view, only Qin Changsheng had the right to bully others, and no one else dared to be qualified to bully Qin Changsheng.

The little drunk girl bit her lips and blinked her eyes.

"Old man, let me ask you, what is my father like?"

Elder Horn's expression remained unchanged: "But a swordsman? He is good at swordsmanship, and he is also surrounded by a golden dragon, and the stars clear the way?"

Garuda nodded slightly when he heard this.

"The old man agrees with what he said. The master practices invincible swordsmanship, is followed by the demon master Taixu Ancestral Dragon, and also practices the power of the stars. This is very reasonable."

The little drunk boy was right. She hesitated and asked.

"So what does my dad look like?"

"Well, he is Yushu Linfeng, a handsome and handsome Taoist cultivator. Even when I was young, I could only narrowly surpass him in terms of appearance. About him, I only know that this sword cultivator holds the torch against the wind and can stand alone. One sword steps on the moon and stars, kills into the blood mist, and becomes famous in the Holy Land."

"You two, is what I said right?"

Garuda curled his lips: "My master is indeed a swordsman, and everything you said is right."

"My lord, this old man doesn't seem to be just talking. He may have actually met the master."

The little drunk boy nodded: "Old man, please take us to see my father quickly!"

"No." The old man interrupted.

"You want to cheat? You just promised to be good!" The little drunk boy was anxious.

"It's not that I'm cheating, but I can't go there now. I know you two have transcendental Taoism, but I really can't go to that place."

"Why can't I go! This protector god spreads his wings and soars into the nine heavens, stepping on the stars. Is there any place that I can't go to?" Garuda asked.

"Five hundred years ago, there were heavy thunderstorms, mixed with snow and fog, thousands of miles of ice, and thousands of miles of snow drifting."

"The rivers and lakes can be said to be a piece of ice crystal, covered with silver, reflecting the sky. It's a problem for you two to find him. After all, there is no ice along the way, and the ground is as ice-like as a mirror. Taoist practitioners cannot stand still."

"In the past five hundred years, many people have wanted to go to worship and burn incense, but they died before they got halfway. No Taoist master can go." Taoist Cultivator Horn shook his head.

The little drunk boy's eyebrows sank: "Even if you can't go to the God Emperor Realm?"

"Yes, so you two can follow me to the Holy Land of the Southern Territory. After a while, the gate to the Snow Territory opens and the ice and snow recede, then you can go there. How about that?" Taoist Cultivator Horn asked.

Garuda snorted: "When will the ice and snow recede?"

"It can be as short as one year, or as long as three to five years."

"You old man, are you trying to trick us?" Garuda stared at the horned old man with his beastly eyes.

"It's not a joke. During this period of time in the snowy land, there is no vegetation, no fish or dragons."

"If you believe me, just follow me. It doesn't matter if you don't," said the old man with horns.

The little drunk boy said to Garuda: "Garuda, let's follow him to the Holy Land of the Southern Territory to see if it is true or false."

"If they are bad people and want to do evil to us, we will destroy the Holy Land of the Southern Territory."