The empty mountains were bathed in a new rain, and the fall of night made people feel that it was early autumn.
The setting sun is infinite, and the sunset casts its afterglow from under the pine gaps. Clear spring water flows in the rocks. The surrounding bamboo forest was noisy under the gentle breeze.
The northern cold region is a land of ice and ice. Logically speaking, the scenery of the other three seasons except winter will not appear.
But it is different here. There will be cold winter here, but it is not as harsh as the outside world.
Here, there are four seasons all year round.
There are not many places in the world that have four seasons all year round. Under other circumstances, even a Nascent Soul cultivator can turn the sky around and reveal the colors of the four seasons.
But it is different in the Northern Cold Region. The ice and cold here are difficult to reverse and dissolve. If you want to do this, even the powerful Xuanzhao will find it difficult to do it.
Their Guangyang can only withstand the cold, but is far from capable of reversing it.
Only those who are strong in Nirvana can do this.
Nirvana, bathing in fire. There is a fire in their bodies that is enough to sweep away the cold. With the help of this fireworks, this force can be dissolved, reversed, and the scenery of the four seasons can appear.
Most people in this world have never seen the warm flowers blooming in spring, nor the scorching heat of summer, nor the silence of autumn.
All the people I can meet are lucky. Because they don't have to imagine the rumored scenario in their minds.
Birds are singing, flowers are fragrant, bees are buzzing, butterflies are dancing, lotus ponds are fragrant, and red leaves are falling all over the ground. They can see all of these.
The city where they are located is rarely disturbed by other powerful people. When you reach Nirvana, even if you are separated by several small realms, it is difficult to tell the winner. It also has a foundation accumulated over countless thousands of years, which has kept the people in peace.
The newly clear field after the rain looks particularly open and empty. Looking from a distance, there is not a trace of dust or mist.
The gatehouse of the outer city only relies on a large river surrounding the city. Under the wind and moon, there is no ice cover, only rippling blue waves.
In the inner ring, green trees connect the entrance to the city wall. There are bridges on all sides of the river.
On the bridge in the north, there was a man in a black cloak, dragging a cart and walking quickly towards the city gate.
There were bulging things piled in the cart, but it was covered by a curtain outside, so no one knew what the man was pulling.
The man approached the city gate and looked up at the city wall above. On the city wall, there are several monks stationed.
But the strange thing is that these monks did not seem to see the man approaching the city gate.
"Is this the outer city of Qianfanmen?" The man just looked up and then withdrew his gaze.
Not to mention that the monks stationed at the city gate cannot detect his existence, even the most powerful being in Qianfanmen cannot detect it even if his spiritual consciousness has been turned over thousands of times.
The man stretched out his hand and pushed gently towards the city door. Suddenly there was a squeak and the door was opened.
He continued to pull the trailer and walked towards the city, toward the greenway and closer to the city.
This gate has not been opened for several years. Only when there is not enough meat in the city will the strong men go out to hunt.
Although the Northern Cold Region is covered in ice, it is not suitable for living creatures to survive. But in this environment, some creatures still adapt to it.
These creatures are distributed everywhere. He has not yet enlightened his spiritual wisdom, but his whole body is full of treasures.
Wearing fur can even withstand the wind and snow. But these furs are too expensive and cannot be worn by ordinary people.
"Uncle Yang is back?"
Several monks standing on the city wall were startled when they suddenly heard the wall door open and creaking and swaying in the wind.
Several monks have been standing in the city wall. Although they are boring and boring, they often wander around and don't know what to think.
But their eyes have been focused on the distance. If a monk comes, they will naturally be able to see it from a distance.
But they didn't see any figure coming from a distance, nor did they see any figure walking from the other end of the bridge to this end.
The door opened wide, and several more figures appeared in front of it. It was these monks who were guarding the city.
They looked ahead, then looked around, and finally looked around, but still found no figure.
They glanced at each other, both seeing each other's doubts.
"This wall door has not been opened for more than ten years since Master Yang came out of the mountain. Could it be that she has come back? Did she come in a hurry, so we didn't notice it?" Someone said thoughtfully.
Everyone thought it made sense. If a strong man like Uncle Yang didn't want them to notice, how could they see her entering the city gate?
Several people worked together to close the city gate, returned to the city wall again, and continued to sleep and wander around.
For them, guarding this city gate is really boring. Qianfanmen is the overlord of a region, so how could someone invade?
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Here, the water of Qingxi River is unfathomable, and it is the end point where all the currents in this city converge.
The mountain road is rugged, and there seems to be someone living in seclusion at the top. In this seclusion, there are only lonely clouds.
The bright moon among the pines is slightly dewed, casting a clear light that reflects the shadows of the flowers.
In the center of the mountain peak, there is a clear pool. In this clear pool, the wind blows fiercely, but the redness never diminishes.
This beautiful scenery of water and mountains is very friendly to people. I can’t say exactly how good it is, but it’s infinitely good.
The red leaves are floating in the air, carrying wisps of fragrance, and shining on the water with the moon.
In this leaf-falling season, weeping poplar trees descend in the courtyard. It's like a heavy curtain with embroidery, but when you peek inside the curtain, you can't see anyone.
A sound that accompanies one's sorrow.
Weeping poplars have covered the entire lake and covered it layer by layer. If you don't enter this curtain, it's hard to see anyone inside.
This is a middle-aged man with gray hair, sitting cross-legged in the lake.
The clothes are dipped in the pond water, but they are not wet.
"Fu'er has been out for thirteen years. During these thirteen years, there were only the first three years when there was a message, but after ten years, there was no news at all."
The middle-aged man is the strongest person in Qianfanmen. With him in charge, no one has dared to invade in these millions of years. After all, all the great masters in the Northern Cold Territory and in the Destruction Realm went to that world, and the strongest ones were those in the late Nirvana stage.
And this middle-aged man is among this group.
The middle-aged man had deep worry in his eyes.
Thirteen years ago, his disciples were ordered to go out in the vast snowy world to hunt beast-like creatures, and to breed them in captivity for the people in the city to eat.
But he lost his voice ten years ago. No matter how he sent messages, he would get no reply.
This made the middle-aged man very anxious and impatient.
"Fu'er... is a monk Xuanzhao after all. With her cultivation level, even if she encounters a strong Nirvana, she can still escape if she just runs away. There shouldn't be any problems..."
Although the middle-aged man said this, the delay in the syllable showed his uncertainty.
"There shouldn't be any problems." The middle-aged man's eyes showed deep concern, and he finally let out a long sigh.
It is said that the divine glory is supreme
Brilliant, but a mess. Battles between monks were taking place all the time.
In order to enter the rumored world, and for the destiny monument, it must be a fight to the death.
His disciples have outstanding talents, otherwise they would not have entered the Xuan Dynasty in just ten thousand years. But there are few life-and-death fights, and the attacks are not decisive enough, nor are they spicy enough, so how can they compete with those monks who are soaked in blood in the fight?
It is very possible that something unexpected happened.
"Before I was born, and dating back hundreds of millions of years, the original Divine Glory Heaven was not divided into the sky above and below the sky. It is not called chaos. It's just that when there is a supreme being who cuts through the vast sky with a sword, Sprinkle the holy light endlessly, and then it will be divided into this."
"It's just because there is supreme creation there. All the second-step strong men rush to that world one after another. However, after the three thousand second-step strong men rushed to that place, more than two thousand of them died in one day."
"The rumored deaths of these powerful men were too strange. One moment they were still walking, and the next moment they were unable to move forever and closed their eyes completely."
"The strange thing about their fall is that the soul and body are still there, but they have completely lost their vitality. For a time, most of the powerful people in Shenhuangtian died here without any reason. They have no vitality, but they still have the physical body and soul. "
"This is too unbelievable. There are powerful experts in the realm of destruction who have investigated and found that these fallen people were not injured at all. At that moment, all living beings were shrouded in an unknown atmosphere."
"Some people fled in fear, and some people continued to stay and look for creation. But in the end, they almost died. Only the dozens of great powers of destruction were left."
"This alarmed the Supreme Being, and he took action to deduce it. I finally knew what the reason was, and it was because of this fate."
"Because of the short life, it is short-lived. Therefore, except for the dozens of great powers in the realm of destruction, all the other powerful people died. Then, the supreme one also learned how to live a long life. At this point, Shenhuangtian entered the troubled times era."
Hundreds of millions of years of chaos, although strong men were born in the aftermath. But there are always people whose lives are taken away. Just to enter that world.
"It's a pity that my great-uncle entered that world a million years ago. Otherwise, with his cultivation in the early stage of the Destruction Realm and sitting in our Qianfan Sect, he would not be in the current situation."
The middle-aged man now has a headache. Besides his disciple, there is another thing on his mind.
That is, a strong man came to visit and asked the middle-aged man to divide the hilltop and make him the master.
How could a powerful person in the late stage of Nirvana with such arrogance agree to it?
Naturally a great war broke out. In this battle, the middle-aged man was no match for him, and the man didn't kill him either.
This battle took place only seven days ago. The strong man gave the middle-aged man seven days to consider, and today is the seventh day.
When the night fades, the sun rises again. Then it's time for him to make a decision.
If he didn't agree, he would have no choice but to flee here with a few disciples and abandon this inherited inheritance. Otherwise, there will be a disaster!
At this moment, a man in a black cloak was pulling a cart and walking in the city.
He looked up into the distance and saw five stone tablets towering into the clouds. The middle one exuded a grand momentum.
"Are there five powerful people in the Xuan Realm..."
The man under the cloak showed a deep smile and continued walking forward.
His target is the deepest mountain peak.
