At the winter solstice, the cold wind blows. Please visit the latest free chapter of this book.
The trees have already shed their last layer of yellow leaves, and the winter wind is so fierce that it hurts like a sharp ice blade on the face, making everyone's face turn purple in pain.
The weather is getting colder, but people's hearts suddenly become warm. Once the heart becomes hot, even the ice and snow will melt.
Why does early winter make people crazy?
"Southern Xinjiang changed, the holy spring appeared, the thousand-year-old Holy Spirit came to the mortal world, and the sacred weapon was broken and released..." An old man chanted this limerick in his mouth. He didn't know that the person chatting with him was spreading rumors, hoping that the whole of China would
Crazy about it.[
Various myths and legends have been spread in the ancient times in Southern Xinjiang, so no one knows which one is true and which one is false. An indescribable sacred light is shrouded in the sky in Southern Xinjiang, which is similar to that in Southern Xinjiang.
A very long legend among Xinjiang legends is very similar.
The moment the holy light envelopes the southern border, it is a sign that the holy spring from heaven has descended into the mortal world.
No one knows what the Holy Spring is, and no one knows what the Holy Spring is used for. Perhaps in the minds of most people, the Holy Spring should be just a pool of spring water. You may take a sip and rise to the sky, or take a bath and you will be reborn. In short, it is popular among the people.
There are all kinds of words that you can expect, but if you haven’t heard them, you will never think of them.
Now that even an old man working the clock knows about it, you can imagine how the strange phenomenon in southern Xinjiang shocked the world.
Ten figures wearing slightly thicker cotton-padded clothes walked past the old man who was doing his watch. Everyone looked at the old man silently and had very different thoughts in their minds.
Of the ten people, Leng Xiaoran was naturally the only one, and the cotton clothes he wore naturally meant he didn't want to walk around in the world and attract other people's attention.
"We only found out about the matter in Southern Xinjiang not long ago. In just a short while, even such an old man knew about it..." Jin Qiang looked at everyone with a relaxed attitude, and one can imagine the depression in his heart.
"Someone deliberately leaked the news about Southern Xinjiang." Feng Ji said with a slight frown, "The purpose is to make this trip to Southern Xinjiang even more confusing."
"Only when there is chaos can you steal the sheep." Lin Er punched the palm of his other hand and looked forward angrily, but there was no one in front of him.
The cold wind carried dry and dead leaves and floated past everyone's feet, as pitiful as an abandoned child.
"Let's go and take a look. Since someone did it deliberately, maybe we will see an interesting scene." Leng Xiaoran kept pinching his fingers and making calculations in his heart.
"That's fine. We don't know how long it has been since we visited southern Xinjiang. I wonder what it has become like now?" Bai Ling'er said with a smile.
"The remnants of Southern Xinjiang were dispersed long ago, and now they have disappeared. The huge Southern Xinjiang is now just the back garden of ferocious beasts. If anyone wants to say that there are people, the people of the Edu Sect in Southern Xinjiang can be considered to have taken root there.
." Jin Qiang pressed his nose, and then said calmly.
"Hey, a monster like that appeared in southern Xinjiang back then, and all six boys from the Six Divine Beasts family died in her hands." At this point, Lei Hu also exhaled, feeling a little depressed in his heart.
Boring, he likes to chew food in big mouthfuls. At this time, Old Ma is holding the thigh of an unknown creature in his hands. The heat is just right, and the golden crispy skin is heard in Old Ma's mouth.
The sound of crushing.
At this point, I had to stop, because everyone once again thought of the two people they didn't want to think of.
"Ahem—" Jin Qian noticed that the atmosphere around him was a little deserted and weird, so he coughed twice, "That's right."
"I heard that the holy spring in southern Xinjiang comes to the mortal world, is there a divine weapon born?" Jin Qian asked, but for him, the divine weapon is not very important.
"Yes. That's right." Bai Ling'er nodded and said, "The old man who was on duty before also said that the Holy Spirit came to the mortal world for thousands of years, and the sacred weapon broke the seal. Maybe the sacred weapon is a divine weapon."
Feng Ji scratched his scalp, "The birth of the divine weapon will definitely cause a great sensation, and there will also be countless disasters. I really don't know if this is a blessing or a curse?" [
"Blessings and misfortunes depend on each other. The birth of the artifact is also due to the coming of the catastrophe, and the cholera after the arrival of the artifact may be a sign of the catastrophe." Leng Xiaoran said lightly, with a hint of mystery in his tone.
"..." There was something in Leng Xiaoran's words, and no one knew what he wanted to say.
"The north wind is blowing, and now the southern Xinjiang may be covered in ice for thousands of miles. If we don't want to cause too much trouble, we should set off immediately." Bai Ling'er urged in a low voice.
…
The source of Luotian River is not big, it is just a small stream.
The water source at the end of the Luotian River pours down from a not-high cliff. The water flow is not turbulent but very cool, like the melted snow in the snow-capped mountains, carrying a floral fragrance.
There are indeed rows of peach blossoms on both sides of the source. Peach blossoms should not be blooming in such a place, and it is already winter. Peach blossoms should not be blooming anyway, but peach trees are blooming all over the mountains and plains.
The flowers are as red as rouge, with white in the red and pink in the white. Just like the little face of the cardamom girl laughing and joking.
But none of this is the most noticeable thing about Luotian River. Perhaps these are just foils. At the end of the river source is a valley. In front of the valley stands a stone tower. The stone tower is neither high nor low, but it exudes a kind of atmosphere.
The eternal breath and a certain vast momentum, no one can look down upon it, maybe everyone needs to look up to it.
There is a stone tablet standing in front of the stone tower, with four characters written on it, "Heyuan Stone Tower". The vermilion has faded, but the font looks like it was chopped with a machete. The words are powerful and strong, and there is a hint of euphemism in the hardness.
.
No one knows when the stone tower at the end of the Luotian River was built, and no one knows when the Luotian River Stone Tower appeared. Perhaps there are not many people in the world who can come to this stone tower and look up at it.
However, today, several figures flashed outside the stone tower and rushed directly into the stone tower.
What is surprising is that the stone tower looks like a solid entity from the outside, and there does not seem to be any space in it. However, someone can walk in through the stone door, as if the stone door is an object.
It's surprising, but the people who can come here are definitely not ordinary people.
What is inside the stone tower?
Why did they enter the stone tower?
However, not long after, several figures came out of the stone tower. One of them had snowy hair and was already quite old. However, he was tall and tall, and his cold eyes pierced the surroundings like sharp knives from time to time.
The old man was covered in a snow-white cloak, which seemed to block the cold wind from the outside world. However, looking at his wrinkled skin, he was not afraid of the cold. Because his body exuded an aura that was harsher and colder than the cold wind, which was similar to the cold wind.
Xiaoran is different and cold is different.
The murderous aura in the old man's body has subsided, and his murderous aura is as cold as a demon soldier who drinks blood all year round.
As for how many people were following the old man, they were much younger in terms of age. But they were also some in their forties. The six people followed the old man, looking serious and not daring to say a word.
A series of figures in a row shimmered with dim brilliance, which not only restrained their auras, but also covered up any features of their bodies.
"Elder Xi Zhi." Five figures in a row knelt in front of this old man with eyes as high as his head.
"Say--" The hoarse voice sounded like a metal being cut by a sharp blade, "What's the news?" [
The person on the far left of the five figures said: "There is a strange phenomenon in Southern Xinjiang. Various sects in the world have sent their elite elders and disciples to Southern Xinjiang. However, several of the Middle-earth sects have not made any move, and they don't seem to care about it.
The situation in southern Xinjiang.”
"How many of them?" Xi Zhi asked with interest, his eyebrows widening.
"These include the Immortal Sword Sect and the Thousand Buddha Sect." The disciple said quickly and concisely.
"Huh? I didn't expect that they would hide their capabilities and bide their time. Maybe the Saints put too much pressure on them?" Xi Zhi showed a smile, but this smile was a bit cruel, and the laughter was like a broken bellows.
Listening to Xi Zhi's laughter, everyone's body will feel a little stiff.
"Hmm..." Xi Zhi nodded and motioned for him to step back.
The second person whispered: "The murderer who has been framing the Saints has not been found yet. However, there are some clues, and it seems to involve a lot." This person had something in his words, and he didn't want to finish them all again.
Xi Zhi's eyes turned sharply, and then he said: "You can report this matter directly to the clan leader."
"Yes. Elder." Then this person also flashed and disappeared.
The third disciple continued: "The Second Demonic Sect plans to come back before this catastrophe, but now the Second Demonic Sect has become the largest family of the Demonic Sect. However, after analysis, although the disciples of the Second Demonic Sect have good cultivation talents,
He is not a peerless genius, and his potential to influence the world is less than one level."
"Well, good. Although the Second Demonic Sect has declined, they are also smart people. The catastrophe is an opportunity. If this opportunity is not seized, the Demonic Sect will disappear in the long river of history..." At this point, the attack
Zhi showed a hint of regret.
Then the fourth disciple said: "Our scout team lost traces of the Ten Holy Sons on the way."
"Oh?" Xi Zhi raised his eyebrows, "Who asked you to track the Ten Saint Sons?"
"Clan leader." The disciple said.
"Huh?" Xi Zhi was not sure what the clan leader Qin Long meant, "Although your team's cultivation is pretty good, it's understandable even if you lose the Ten Saints."
"The disappearance of the Ten Holy Sons is very strange. There is no basis for the disappearance. It seems that they suddenly disappeared in place, not a movement in space." This disciple also showed a horrified look.
"Yeah." However, Xi Zhi nodded and said nothing, as if he thought it was nothing.
The last disciple said with a slightly excited expression: "Elder Xi Zhi, we have discovered traces of the Blood Demon."
"Oh, really? Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa" Xi Zhi suddenly looked up to the sky and roared, and a violent and murderous aura immediately spread out.
"Where is the Blood Demon?" Xi Zhi asked.
"The Blood Demon...heads to Southern Xinjiang..." the man said with slight hesitation.
"What?" Xi Zhi frowned, "What else?"
"Ever since the Blood Demon went to southern Xinjiang, we have lost track of him." The disciple lowered his head slightly and was very frustrated.
"Hmph, no matter what, I will definitely cut off the blood demon's head..." Xi Zhi's eyes were filled with murderous intent... --