The Path Toward Heaven Chapter 106: Come and see you guys

In the far north, on the other side of the Mohai Sea, there is a mountain that rises abruptly in the snowfield, completely desolate and extremely desolate.

The so-called mountains, in fact, the distance between each mountain is very far, they look like beetles drilled out of flour.

The snow field is white, but the mountains are black. The color tone is extremely single. If you look at it for a long time, your eyes will feel a little uncomfortable.

It is said that this place was the ancestral court of Wansong School. It was later destroyed by the biggest beast tide, leaving no traces of it.

This place is almost close to the edge of the snow country, and it is still extremely cold even in early summer.

Especially, the wind above the clouds at high altitude is as cold as a knife. Whether you control the sword or fly in the sky, it is difficult to sustain it for too long. It can isolate the frigid flying because it is slower and too dangerous, so you can only rely on practice. Only the treasures of Dapai can travel freely here.

If there are practitioners flying high in the sky, or landing on the highest solitary mountain in the northwest, looking to the north, you can see the snowy field with a radius of thousands of miles, and there will be fluctuations in the atmosphere of heaven and earth from time to time. Especially around those black mountains, you can see the low-hanging lead clouds torn apart by the gale every once in a while, the sword light and the precious light reflect each other, and the snowstorm like tornadoes is stirred up on the surface of the snowfield, interspersed with harsh and ear-piercing. Hearing screams and low roar, they looked like countless fireworks.

——That is the young practitioner who participated in the Meihui Road War, searching and killing Snow Country monsters everywhere.

There is a lone mountain around it is very quiet, and the mountain is even more silent,

Sitting somewhere between the cliffs, Jing Jiu was silent while looking at the snowy field in the distance.

There is still some winter snow on the top of the peak, and his eyelashes are frosted, but it is not early morning, it is already twilight.

There is a cave hundreds of feet away, and there is a campfire in the cave, and four young practitioners are sitting around it.

This bonfire has obviously just been lit, and the fire has not yet fully risen. The light fell on their young faces, a little dark, making the anxiety more clear.

A cold-looking young man in a white robes stood up, walked outside the cave, and glanced at where Jing Jiu was.

After a moment, he walked back and shook his head.

This person is Lu Jin, a disciple of Xuan Tianzong. He is good at fire techniques and is most suitable for combat in severe cold environments, which is extremely important.

The square-faced young man sitting next to him frowned slightly and sighed in disappointment.

His name is Wu Mingzhong, and he is a young disciple who has no grace. He repairs an extremely rare sword and shield, which can provide an excellent barrier. He is also very dissatisfied with the current situation facing the team, but because of no grace and It's hard to say anything about the relationship between the Green Mountain Sect.

After all, some people couldn't help it. The young practitioner was called Dai Yin, and he was a young disciple cultivated by the Kunlun School.

He is dressed in black with a green ribbon tied around his waist. It is a magic weapon of the Kunlun School, Qingsuo, which is said to be made from the long bones of the Qingjiao, and it is extremely powerful.

Dai Yin's eyebrows are straight, just like his words: "If he refuses to leave tomorrow morning, then we will leave him behind."

Lu Jin and Wu Mingzhong didn’t speak, the remaining girl hesitated and said, “Would you like to wait any longer? After all, it’s a senior, and may think more carefully than us. Besides, he can take the first place in chess. I want to come to the realm not low, I heard that when he tried the sword in Qingshan, he even won the Gu Han brother."

"I also want to know, the senior teacher of the dignified Green Mountain Sect, who hides here every day and refuses to go out, what is he thinking?"

Dai Yin looked at her with a sneer and said: "I don't know what his realm strength is, but if we stay with him like this, what about Dao Zhan?"

The girl is called Yin Qingmo. She is a disciple of the Star Cultivation Tower. With the star pot as a magic weapon, she and the Xuanling Sect disciple are generally indispensable roles in every Dao war team.

Listening to what Dai Yin said so directly, the other three people, including her, were silent.

The question is, who will talk to that person?

The bonfire fell on their faces, constantly changing.

"Since it is my proposal, then I will come!" Dai Yin gritted his teeth.

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Jing Jiu glanced at the young Kunlun disciple.

He had been with him for more than ten days, and he remembered that the other party's name was Dai Yin.

"It feels wrong, stay for a few more days..."

He thought for a while and added: "I suggest."

"What if we are unwilling to accept your suggestion?"

Dai Yin stared into his eyes and asked, his expression a little nervous.

Jing Jiu's status is much higher than that of them, and he is a celebrity. The key is that his reputation is not very good.

The monks who participated in the Meihui all knew about the things born in Chaoge City, and they were all guessing whether the Qingtian official was forced to death by him.

Jing Jiu was silent for a while, and said, "Then leave tomorrow."

Back in the cliff, Dai Yin kicked the bonfire a little annoyed.

The companions were surprised, and quickly asked what happened. Could it be that Jing Jiu insisted that everyone stay in the mountains?

"Nothing."

Dai Yin gasped.

He is indeed in a bad mood.

I knew this earlier. Why should he endure it a few days ago. After so many days of delay, how could the results of Dao Zhan be better?

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The twilight disappeared very quickly, the night came, the snow clouds gradually dispersed, and the stars fell on the cliffs, but it added a bit of chill.

Jing Jiu quietly looked at the snowy field without feeling.

For countless years, this was the last line of defense for the human race, but it was the first time he really came here.

The main reason he came to participate in the Taoist war was that, as Zhao Layue said, he tried to find that person, although there is no hot pot here.

The assassination of Mingcuigu, the shadow of the immortal forest and the underworld, the smell behind these things made him a little uneasy.

It is understandable that the person wanted to kill Zhao Layue, just like many years ago—he wanted to prove to Jing Jiu that his path was correct.

At the same time, he also wanted to take this matter to let Jing Jiu come see this cold and cruel snowfield with his own eyes.

What's the point of this?

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In the early morning, a group of people left the lonely mountain and set foot on the snowy field.

Other teams participating in the road war have already walked a long way into the depths of the snowy field, leaving them far behind.

It is reasonable to say that the snowfields that have been cleared by the contestants should be safe, but they are still very careful.

I don't know if it was a coincidence or what, none of the five people, including Jing Jiu, had any experience in participating in Dao warfare.

Suddenly there was an exclamation.

The girl named Yin Qingmo rushed dozens of feet to avoid something, panicked and completely forgot to call out the star pot to defend.

Dai Yin looked at where she was standing, frowned, and said, "The snowworm’s ovum is not dangerous, nor is it a record. It’s useless to kill more."

After saying this, he took the lead and walked forward, appearing very confident.

It was deep spring when I left Chaoge City~IndoMTL.com~ Now it is summer, and the temperature in the north of Mohai is relatively high. At this time, most snow monsters will fall asleep.

Jing Jiu walked there, flicked away the ice and snow, and glanced at it-the fetus was about the size of a fist, covered with a layer of translucent white film, with three vertical and horizontal slits, and the edges of the slits Some green hairs can still be seen vaguely in the dry mucus, and it looks very disgusting.

He reached out and picked it up. When his fingers touched the fetus, he actually felt a slight suction.

He thought it was very interesting, so he leaned in front of him and looked at it seriously.

Yin Qingmo looked pale and looked at this scene, feeling disgusting, and wondering what's so ugly about it?

(End of this chapter)

　　

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