The palace was brightly lit with lights.
The best whole sheep were placed in front of several people.
"This sheep has been fed with dozens of kinds of medicinal materials such as Qinglan heterophylla, Tianshan Polygonatum odorifera, Viola catamara, etc. since it was born. It is six months old and is very tender. It is supplemented with fresh cones of snow mountain spruce. It is dried in the shade and then slowly roasted. Roasted and eaten, it has endless uses." After the cook introduced it, he carefully cut off the sheep's head and brought it to the Northwest King.
"Don't be formal!" The Northwest King said casually, picking up the sheep's head with his hands and starting to eat it.
The guests and hosts enjoy themselves.
"The King of the Northwest is not like that extremely vicious man, how could he indulge his subordinates..." Ling Muyun asked hesitantly.
The poppy looked sad, but she still answered seriously: "Do you really think that the Northwest King would give up 20,000 soldiers to do business on Qingjun's side? Those who came back are the Northwest King's subordinates."
"Is it the Jie clan who died?"
"After this battle, there will be no more troubles from the Jie clan in Tianshan. The Northwest King can peacefully fight against the foreign races at Shenxiandu." Poppy looked at the dumbfounded Ling Muyun and continued: "Master Ling, I'm here, do you want to sleep with me? "
"Ah! I won't bother you anymore." Ling Muyun smiled awkwardly, rubbed his hands, turned around and walked towards his residence.
The night's sleep was not good. The north wind whimpered and opened the door to enter the tent.
When the sun shone into the room, Ling Muyun got up, washed up, put on clean clothes, and walked out of the room.
Last night, I wasn't able to have a serious chat with Poppy.
"Today, if you still ask me if you want to sleep with me, I won't be polite."
When he went out, he happened to meet Zhuge Qing.
"Master Ling, you are in a hurry, what are you doing?" Zhuge Qing was polite and well behaved.
"Ah, Mr. Zhuge, I'm going to take a closer look at the Immortal Crossing with... and Brother Kuang." Ling Muyun lied.
"Oh? Brother Ji and Miss Yu set off early in the morning. Didn't they call you?"
"Where have you gone?" Ling Muyun had a bad feeling in his heart.
"I don't know, but picking up the package doesn't look like playing for fun." Zhuge Qing shook his head: "Maybe there is an emergency, so I don't know."
Ling Muyun squeezed out a smile: "That's what you said, can you tell me, Mr. Zhuge is looking for me?"
"Oh, the belongings in this package were left in Brother Ji's room. I sent them here specially." Zhuge Qing handed over a package.
Isn't it the package Ling Muyun handed to Ji Kuang?
Ji Kuang followed Poppy, perhaps for Guangling San, but why did Poppy leave without saying goodbye?
After taking the package and pretending to be polite, Ling Muyun returned to the house alone.
Where to go next?
After listening to Tu Shan's song, he also knew the whereabouts of his parents. Apart from Shi Ni's identity, there was nothing worth paying attention to.
Suddenly there was no direction.
Go find Laijiu?
The tricks of the pseudo-celestial beings have entered the vortex. How should I deal with the black demon again with my own meager tricks?
Heading to the North?
My parents have not returned for ten years. How should I find them?
"My cultivation level is too shallow, I look forward to the ocean and sigh."
Ling Muyun decided to visit the Northwest King again to get some guidance.
"If you insist, you can take a look at the northern border. Thirty miles to the north, there is a thunder pond, which will be helpful for you to practice Ling's skills. Further north, you will not be able to resist the strong wind alone."
The Northwest King pondered for a moment and then spoke again: "If you can come back, there is indeed something wrong."
Ling Muyun left the Immortal Residence and was about to go to the north.
"Master Ling!"
Zhuge Qing seemed to be waiting deliberately.
"What are your orders, Mr. Zhuge?"
"Master Ling wants to go to Leichi. I have something to ask of you. I wonder if Master Ling can make it easier?"
"Tell me about it." Ling Muyun did not agree hastily.
"It is rumored that there is a thousand-year-old iron essence in the thunder pool. It has been struck by thunder for a long time and has become like glass. If Mr. Ling can bring back a piece, I will definitely be richly rewarded!" Zhuge Qing saw Ling Muyun frown, and then said: "It's inconvenient, even if it's inconvenient. ”
"What's the reward?"
"My own calculation!" Zhuge Qing was afraid that Ling Muyun would regret it, so he lowered his voice: "About the thousand-year bloody battle!"
"Yes!" Ling Muyun nodded: "Answer me a question first, what is the relationship between the whirlpool and the North?"
Ling Muyun thought about this question all night, but could not come up with an answer that convinced him.
"The whirlpool is the appearance, and the North is the source! This is your father Ling Hao's conjecture! I thought you knew."
Ling Muyun's parents have disappeared since he was four years old, how could he know?
…
There are only two gates in Shenxiandu. One gate is to the east, passing through a ten-mile natural chasm and connecting to the Xiate Ancient Road.
One gate is to the west, guarding the wilderness.
To the north are endless mountains covered with ice and snow.
To the south, thousands of people stand helpless on the wall.
However, the Zhuge family's unique skills are indeed magical.
Zhuge Qing performed the Eight Diagrams with his hands, and the wind rose from the ground, and he actually lifted Ling Muyun to the city.
After walking for five miles in the whistling cold wind, Ling Muyun came to the "Tongtian Pillar" marked on the map.
There are two words "Northern Territory" written in gold on it.
Next to it, there were words that looked like ghostly drawings. They seemed ancient, but Ling Muyun didn't recognize them.
Across the Tongtian Pillar and further north, the cold wind cannot be described as biting.
Like knives caught in the wind, piercing the bone marrow.
Ling Muyun's clothes were a fur cloak given to him by Tu Haojie. It felt like there was no trace of it in the wind, and it was chilly to the bone.
Against the north wind, Ling Muyun walked another ten miles, and found a broken door that was almost covered with ice and snow.
The sign on the map is "Zhengyangmen", but it has been so old that the handwriting on the house number has been mottled and it is unrecognizable.
When we got here, there was a strong wind as the king of the northwest said, and mortals could not cross it.
If you want to pass through this place, you need to use your true energy to protect your body and use your skills to open the way. While breaking the ice barrier, you must also resist the ice and snow attacks that come at any time.
Hard as iron and incredibly fast.
However, the Gangfeng here is only a minor detail. It cannot be compared with the Gangfeng a hundred miles away, and its power is not even one-tenth of its power.
These ten miles were extremely difficult to walk. Just when the true energy was exhausted and the thunder method was weak, the wind stopped and the snow fell.
Ling Muyun, who had been walking with his head down, suddenly felt much more relaxed.
Looking around, not far away, thunder flashed furiously, intertwining in vertical and horizontal directions, with the power of swallowing the sky and the earth.
It is not easy for ordinary people to get here. If they see Thunder again, they may be afraid and choose to go around.
However, the cliffs on both sides reach straight to the sky, so it is not easy to get around.
Looking at the thirty-mile thunder pool, it is a circle on the map. The place where Ling Muyun stands should be the edge of thunder.
From this point of view, the scope of the thunder pool should be ten miles in radius.
In the eyes of others, Lei Chi may be a dangerous situation, but in Ling Muyun's eyes, it is somewhat close.
The true energy circulated for several days and returned to its best condition. Ling Muyun ate a few more pieces of dried meat to satisfy his hunger, then stood up and headed towards the center of the thunder pool.
For the first few dozen feet, there was nothing unusual. I just felt that the air was filled with thunder power, and there was a faint potential to explode. After walking for several dozen feet, a mighty force between heaven and earth suddenly descended.
"Four beasts suppress evil!" Ling Muyun clearly felt this coercion, just like the four beasts suppressing evil, coercing the power of heaven and earth.
After walking more than ten feet, there was a flash of thunder. As far as the eye could see, the thunder weaved into a web.
Ling Muyun sat cross-legged and almost exhausted his true energy to resist the pressure.
And this is just a short moment.
