The table was full of steaming meals, and Doctor Liaoyan, who had already begun to use her chopsticks, waved her hand and called everyone to come and enjoy.
Leng Ningchi bowed slightly to Wen Renxian, then let go of Shui Miaomiao's arm and walked towards the dining table.
"Ancient Immortal Sect?"
Wen Renxian nodded, and Shui Miaomiao understood.
"If we can sail in the snowfield, we will definitely arouse the covetousness of others. It will be nothing more than a fight or a settlement with Leng Ningchi, but then people will be unable to get rid of us and will definitely follow us."
"So the name of the Kuanquan Sect is more useful." Shui Miaomiao said smoothly, without mentioning the matters of the Ancient Immortal Sect. She understood the thoughts of Wenrenxian.
Along the way, Wen Renxian avoided being exposed and was taken advantage of by someone with ulterior motives. However, it seems that the people who are avoiding the Ancient Immortal Sect even more have found a cure and have not even said a word to Xian Yanxian Zun.
Being able to show her embarrassment and powerlessness in front of strangers, but not being able to show any weakness in front of those closest to her, what exactly has her dear master been burdened with.
Therefore, if we want to ensure that the traces of Wen Renxian are not discovered, only the Kuanquan Sect can temporarily quell everyone's curiosity and attention.
Thanks to Kuan Quanzong for the character design.
"Do you want to eat or not? It's cold." Dr. Liaoyan shouted.
Shui Miaomiao and Wen Renxian walked to the dining table at the same time. Wen Renxian took off the red silk for Shui Miaomiao and sat down. He did not take the initiative to use the chopsticks, but picked up the chopsticks after Shui Miaomiao almost piled up his dishes. Prevent.
"That's enough, Miaomiao will eat too."
Upon hearing this, Shui Miaomiao turned to Leng Ningchi. Seeing her delicate appearance, she stopped eating half a steamed bun and hurriedly recommended something delicious.
Wen Renxian chuckled lightly, held the chopsticks and brought the food to his mouth, chewing it slowly.
In fact, it doesn't matter whether he eats it or not. If he wants to eat something in the Ancient Immortal Sect, it's all a beneficial thing that they carefully prepared and contains spiritual power. Who cares about the taste.
Shui Miaomiao loves this appetite, and so does Liaoyian Yi. This is a rare similarity between the two, and Shui Miaomiao also likes to feed, and likes to feed anyone.
After a meal, Shui Miaomiao is the busiest, but eats the least.
"Alas!" Shui Miaomiao sighed and bit her chopsticks. With her frail body, she didn't know where she was going. Although the wind and snow didn't happen every day, it was getting colder and colder, and I couldn't resist even holding a heating lamp. As a result, I got a stomachache and was ordered by Liaoyan's doctor to only drink porridge.
"Actually, I feel like I don't play a big role? There are still many people following me." After the meal, Shui Miaomiao lay on the Arhat chair and said boredly, "Why can't you run away in fear?"
Wen Renxian said, "I'm not following you, I think we're on the same road."
Shui Miaomiao immediately retorted, "Coming the same way? We don't know where we are going? How come we are going the same way?" Leng Ningchi nodded as Shui Miaomiao nodded in agreement. She couldn't tell the specific place. She only knew that the end point was where.
"You still want to scare them away? You're lucky to be able to get them to give up the idea of coming up to talk to them." Dr. Liaoyan interjected, "At first glance, these people are completely different from the ones I met when I first entered the snowfield. I guess it's possible They are all members of the sect." After saying that, Doctor Liaoyan glanced at Wen Renxian.
Wen Renxian smiled slightly and did not refute, "Indeed, I see that there is a frost-free land ahead, which should be the destination of this trip."
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"Frost-free land?" Shui Miaomiao and Leng Ningchi looked at each other at a loss, but Doctor Lianyuan took the words and said with some disdain, "The frost-free land should have been destroyed by Huo Huo long ago."
“But that doesn’t stop it from being what it once was, and before it was called a frost-free land, it was called a state in the snow, an oasis in the snow.”
Even Doctor Liaoyan was a little confused by this and said, "I've never heard of it."
"Who can explain those words in words that I can understand?" Shui Miaomiao was gnawing on her nails as if she were reading a book from heaven, very confused.
Leng Ningchi said, "I just remembered that all the frost-free land seems to have been used to build cities." Afraid that Shui Miaomiao wouldn't understand, Leng Ningchi explained carefully, "It just won't snow all year round, and it won't accumulate snow." Snow, places where the temperature is barely passable and people will not freeze to death easily, were collectively called frost-free lands before the city was built."
"Oh." Shui Miaomiao understood. "Then, what kind of oasis is it?"
"How could there be an oasis in the snowfield? I think it's just nonsense. I'm just teasing you, so you believe it." Dr. Liaoyan interjected and was glared at by Shui Miaomiao.
Wenrenxian smiled at Dr. Liaoyan's rudeness, and carefully recalled the stories that the Saint Yuan Ancestor told him when he had nothing to do in the past, and told them, "A long time ago, there was such a place in the snow, where the wind and snow There will be no invasion, livestock will not be disturbed, and the spiritual veins will be strong and it will be like spring all year round..."
The longing story was very contagious, and unknowingly, the three of them were attracted to listen with special concentration.
"There is a temple in the Snow State. It is unknown who built it. It seems that it has been there for tens of millions of years when this place was discovered. There is no door or window to enter, but from time to time you can hear the divine voice coming from the temple. As long as you can understand its sound Even one ten millionth of a person may possess earth-shaking power. However, the public cannot stay here for a long time. They will begin to age rapidly in at most three days until they turn into a handful of powder. Even if they leave for the first time, they will not age. It will not disappear. But the temple needs people to worship, and the divine voice needs people to sing, so a group of people are left behind. Only they can stay here forever, but gradually the divine voice is no longer in the temple and its glory is lost, and the public sets foot here again. Finding that the aging ability seemed to have weakened and could stay for six days, ten days and a half, everyone worked together to carve out a door on the temple. It was both accessible and difficult to enter. The temple turned into a secret realm. The people who came out said nothing about what they heard inside. Some became crazy and some became saints. Unfortunately, a huge disaster followed, causing everyone in that clan to die. The temple also disappeared, and the wind and snow began to erode little by little. .”
"Wait a minute." Dr. Liuyan raised his hand to interrupt, "Why don't you talk about something fun? What kind of disaster? Natural disaster or man-made disaster?"
Ignoring Dr. Liaoyan, Wen Renxian said to himself, "This place has fallen from a snowy state to a frost-free land, but the power of aging is still there, no one has the ability to cultivate it, and it has been forgotten in the long river of time. Although it later grew old, The ground has completely disappeared, but it has long been buried by heavy snow, and it cannot even be called a frost-free land. It has become an ordinary part of the snowfield and has disappeared."
"What a pity." Shui Miaomiao was the most supportive and offered hot tea as soon as Wen Renxian finished speaking.
Leng Ningchi asked eagerly, "Which clan are they from?"
"Thank you Miaomiao." Wen Renxian took the tea cup and looked at Leng Ning, shaking his head regretfully. There was not much record. What he said was the most detailed. He only heard from the ancestor of the Holy Yuan, "Maybe your surname is Wu?"
"The crow's crow or the witch doctor's witch?" Leng Ningchi asked again.
"That's really unclear." Wen Renxian said apologetically, and Leng Ning gave up and sat upright as if deep in thought.
"Why is that temple missing? Aging really doesn't play a role, right?" Shui Miaomiao was particularly sensitive to words such as temple and ice palace. After all, it was related to Leng Ning's solemnity.
"Hey, hey, hey." Dr. Liuyan slapped the table, "Look at me, I asked first, first come, first served. What kind of disaster caused the genocide?"
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