The thirty-eighth chapter, the great road is hard to find, a gentleman is not a weapon

This season, the top of the mountain is already a piece of ice and snow. en8.

The weather was fine today. The white sky light penetrated the cold air, sprinkled on the snow-capped mountains, and reflected dazzling rays of light among the ice crystals. The snow is thick, but it has melted a lot today. Stepping on it is like falling into a quagmire, and the biting snow water seeps into the shoes at once.

Zheng Zhenzhen stumbled along the way, and finally took off his shoes and stepped barefoot in the thick snow. In addition to taking on challenges, Yun Qing has never touched the ground. She sits on Aman's shoulders and exercises silently every day, warming and nourishing the true qi of the Great Sun Hei Tian Lun. And not to mention Aman, he actually walked fast in this environment, and every step he took was splashing with snow.

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Ying Chixiao originally stood beside Aman very diligently, because he understood that the younger one of the two was clearly the one who made the decision. But later, he was splashed with snow water by his unrestrained steps, and he didn't dare to dodge at will, so he had to go around Zheng Zhenzhen.

"Fellow Daoist, since you're going through a tough time, why don't I come..." Ying Chixiao couldn't help but feel a little strange when he saw Zheng Zhenzhen stepping barefoot in the snow, this Mianfeng Langmen's technique of lightening his body wouldn't be as good as his.

Zheng Zhen really wanted to refuse, but remembered that Yun Qing had warned her not to answer indiscriminately, so she shook her head euphemistically.

Yun Qing quickly condensed a white jade sword in his hand and threatened: "What do you want to talk to my junior sister over and over again!? My junior sister can walk as she likes, and it's not your turn to speak!"

Ying Chixiao couldn't help but feel helpless when he saw that the girl was really rejecting him. He had just sent out the talisman, and now he only hoped that those gentle and lovely junior sisters would please this fierce guy.

"Yes, yes, I'm rude..." Ying Chixiao apologized repeatedly.

"If you know it's rude, don't stick to my junior sister all the time, and you should go away!" Yun Qing slammed him away impatiently. She was also afraid that if Ying Chixiao was too close, she would see something wrong.

Although Ying Chixiao felt uneasy in her heart, she didn't dare to say anything on the surface, she just kept away from them. He peeked at a few people, thinking that the person who put the girl on his shoulder was also a man, why are they treated so poorly? This Sleeping Phoenix Corridor is also strange. Guiling Temple is a holy place for Buddhist cultivation, and it only accepts men. They are not nunneries, so why only women?

After walking up a long way, a broken wall appeared in front of several people.

The sword marks on the broken wall are vertical and horizontal, and the deep imprints are covered with frost.

"This is the Sword Trial Cliff, which was left by a senior in Mianfeng Gallery and the sword cultivator of Moling Sword Pavilion when they learned about swordsmanship. en8. Both of them entered the Dao with swords, and Senior Moling was slightly better. I cut off half of the snow mountain, and from now on, I can only walk through the broken wall." Ying Chixiao introduced respectfully.

Zheng Zhenzhen listened with relish, but Yun Qing interrupted with a sneer: "The reason why I cut off this half is because Senior Mo Ling can't control the sword qi. The sword qi is not condensed, the sword's will is scattered, and the sword is let go, which makes this half of the wall. A disaster is not something that is slightly better."

Ying Chixiao listened to Yun Qing's tone and felt that the other party was displeased when he saw that he was holding the Moling sword pavilion, and felt a little remorse for his slip of the tongue.

He quickly remedied: "Mianfeng Gallery's swordsmanship is superb, and other Taoist arts are also unparalleled in the world..."

"Walking alone in the world? Did fellow Taoist ever ask the world whether Taoism is uniform? If you say that, you want to bake the Mianfeng Gallery on the fire..." Yun Qing sneered.

Ying Chixiao felt that his mouth was getting more and more stupid, and the more he said, the more wrong he was, so he fell silent and stopped talking.

At the foot of the Sword Trial Cliff, Yun Qing jumped off Aman.

"Aman, you bring Zhenzhen up."

As he said that, he used the technique of lightening himself, stepping on the ice picks protruding from the cliff, and swiftly and swiftly rushed up to the top of the broken wall.

Zheng Zhenzhen trusts Amang's skills very much, but she still can't forget the time Amang took her to jump off the top of a mountain several hundred meters, she was so frightened that she vomited on the spot! Zheng Zhen is really afraid of too many things, including climbing high.

Regardless of what she thought, Aman threw her onto his shoulders, stretched out one hand, inserted it into the thick rock wall, exerted force under his feet, and took a step. Then the other hand slid upwards into the rock wall, and the hand pulled out and took another step upwards.

Aman climbed the cliff so quickly step by step, Zheng Zhenzhen's face turned blue when he reached the top.

Ying Chixiao was stunned as he looked down, thinking what kind of monster was this, that he could actually penetrate Jianyao with his fleshly body! You know, even a sword cultivator who has just entered the Dao can only leave a shallow mark on it. And the two seniors who tried swordsmanship here, left deep scars and cut off the snowy mountains, are both amazing people!

He was stunned for a long time, and then he pulled out a scarf scarf. He muttered something in his mouth. The scarf gradually stretched, and it was thrown onto the cedar on the top of the broken wall, wrapping it tightly.

Ying Chixiao took advantage of the scarlet scarf and quickly reached the top of the cliff. At this time, Zheng Zhenzhen was holding a small glass cup, the tea inside was steaming, and her face looked much better. Yun Qing closed his eyes and focused, not knowing what he was thinking.

Zheng Zhenzhen slowed down a bit, returned the square inch cup to Yunqing, and whispered, "Thank you."

Yun Qing nodded and turned to Ying Chixiao, who had been neglected by them for a long time: "Let's go, take me to meet your well-qualified junior sisters."

"Go now, go now!" Ying Chixiao looked happy, he couldn't wait.

The Snow Mountain Dharma Conference is said to be a Dharma Conference, but it is actually a chaotic battle between loose cultivators. This kind of battle happens frequently. The main reason is that scattered cultivators mostly rely on foreign objects such as heaven and earth treasures and magic treasures to practice. Treasures between heaven and earth are so rare, and most of them are in the hands of holy places. If scattered cultivators want to obtain these things, they can only compete internally in addition to being attached to holy places.

A good magic weapon may greatly increase their combat power for a while, and a good medicine pill may also add dozens of years of cultivation to them. These things that rely on external forces always look very tempting. Since a magic weapon and a medicinal pill can solve things, why do they spend dozens or hundreds of years of bitter gossip? Numerous loose cultivators embarked on the road of killing people and stealing treasures with this idea.

Little do they know that the Tao that has been comprehended for a hundred years is the real Tao, and what is robbed by killing can only be a weapon, or even a weapon that does not belong to oneself.

Tao is the beginning of the instrument. If you are obsessed with the use of tools from the beginning, but do not understand the rationale and do not understand the rules, then you will lose the qualification to ask. Enlightenment is a process of gradual immersion and penetration. It requires great perseverance and the purest and truest nature of the mind. It cannot be as immediate as a magic pill, and have never heard of a shortcut.

The use of tools brings the world of loose cultivators an impetuous, indifferent, and anxious environment. This environment is no different from the red dust in the world, and it is even more cruel.

It is a fantasy to choose the Holy Land Gate people in such a smoky puja. It seems that Mianfeng Corridor and Guiling Temple may have a lot of gate designs behind the Snow Mountain Dharma Assembly.

However, for Yun Qing, she still has to pass these battles first, otherwise she may not even see the follow-up.

"I have seen two fellow Daoists. Wen Linghua is here. This is my junior sister Lu Ming."

Two women with somewhat similar temperaments stood in front of Yun Qing, Wen Linghua was older, in his early twenties, stable and generous, his long hair was tied with a simple wooden hairpin, and his robe was embroidered with flame patterns. The other looked a little shy, but his eyes were clear, with two braids, and looked at Yun Qing and his party curiously.

Ying Chixiao is also a smart person. He didn't tell the "identities" of the two junior sisters, Yun Qing, and others, so as not to appear too deliberate in front of the people of the Holy Land, which would be disgusting. Moreover, these two junior sisters are indeed excellent in aptitude, and they can be regarded as a clear stream in these messy scattered cultivators. His concealment was a big help to Yun Qing.

"Yes, you can follow me into the altar." Yun Qing seemed to be quite satisfied with the two of them, regardless of Ying Chixiao.

Zheng Zhenzhen followed her with the other two and entered the altar on the top of the snow mountain.

The altar looks like a big bowl, buckled upside down on the top of the snow mountain, sealed by a radiant enchantment, and it will only be opened within a certain period of time.

It is said that the Holy Land will throw various magic weapons and elixir into the altar, which attracts the swarms of nearby loose cultivators. Yun Qing felt that it was like raising a Gu, throwing good fodder and letting them compete in a small area, and after they slaughtered, they would use the last remaining for their use. The Holy Land may not regard these loose cultivators as preparatory disciples at all, but only use them as materials.

Considering so many factors, the possibility of winning the favor of the Holy Land at the Fa conference is much smaller.

Yun Qing sighed inwardly, but his pace remained firm.

As soon as she entered the barrier, she saw a person in the middle holding a whisk, smashing his head and face with a few lightning strikes at the group of them who had just entered.

The enchantment was already full of brilliance, and the ground was covered with a thick layer of ice that reflected light, and the mess of electric light made it even more difficult to see. Therefore, there are still many people who have been attacked by this person as soon as they enter the barrier. Others in the enchantment also watched from the sidelines, eager for someone to come forward, so as to explore the strength of this newcomer.

Yun Qing was like an unpredictable prophet. When he was choking, he dipped a little water in a square inch cup with his little finger. When Lei Fa got to him and waved the water out, it became a watery enchantment.

This water curtain looked very thin, but it also firmly covered the three women behind her. Several electric lights hit the water curtain and suddenly disappeared.

Next, he only heard a scream from the sneak attack. Somehow the thunder method he shot landed on his own head. Several thunder methods were carried by him defenselessly. In the blink of an eye, the person became a pile of coke.

Yun Qing withdrew the water curtain and walked in steadily with a few people. Wherever she passed, those loose cultivators retreated one after another.

Ying Chixiao came in a little later than her, and when she saw this scene, she couldn't help being secretly startled, thinking that this Holy Land Sect's aura was really strong, and no one dared to enter her body. It seemed that she was right to call her junior sister this time.

Yun Qing looked relaxed, but it wasn't. It was definitely not just the stupid Taoist priest who used Lei Fa just now, but also a few obscure breaths to test it out. These were isolated by Yun Qing with the Heavenly Book, and she was not sure to deal with so many people at the same time, so she had to retreat temporarily. At this moment, calmed down and sensed it for a while. On this small altar, there were at least five people entering the Dao!

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