When Yuan Maung was fighting against the masters of the seven sects alone at Guangming Ding, he was fighting one against a thousand. On a snowfield fifty thousand miles away, there was a blanket of silver everywhere, the sky and the earth were pale, and the mountains in the distance were
, the land is all covered with ice and snow, and everything is pure white to the eye, without any color.
The north wind was howling fiercely, cold and dry, and it was like a knife stabbing people's skin.
Even though it was a cloudy and snowy day, everything was as bright as day under the reflection of the ice and snow.
Looking around, it's hard to see a human figure for thousands of miles, and occasionally there are one or two igloos hidden in the white, making it difficult to detect.
In this vast expanse of white, the far north is a flat ice field. From time to time, one or two icebergs appear on the vast ice field. These are mysterious ice that has not melted for thousands of years. Even when the ice fields melt in summer, these oceans
Most of the iceberg above can still be preserved because it is a very dark and cold thing.
In the depths of the Bingyang Plain, there is an iceberg as high as a hundred feet, like a sharp knife piercing the sky. On top of this glacier, two Taoists are sitting cross-legged.
One is a lady with a peach blossom face, and the other is a Taoist with a long beard.
The two Taoists were as steady as rocks, as if they were not breathing, and their bodies were covered with snowflakes, gradually covering their figures.
After an unknown amount of time passed, the long-bearded Taoist was slightly shocked, and the white snow on his body suddenly flew up, spinning away like a white jade belt.
The Taoist looked like he had jade-like skin and jet-black beard and hair. He was only about thirty years old. But when he opened his eyes, the twinkling light in his eyes was like a thunderbolt lighting up the already dark sky. Then the indifference and vicissitudes in his eyes made him feel sad.
One can tell at just one glance that this is an old Taoist who looks young but actually has no idea how old he is.
The old Taoist let out a long breath, and the air flow condensed like white smoke, flew dozens of feet straight, and landed on the ice, melting the ice into a large hole with a radius of one foot.
But with just this kind of magical power, if the martial saint masters at Guangmingding saw it, they would exclaim that the gods are manifesting their saints.
Heaving a sigh of relief, Lin Qingxuan silently counted the time and realized that it had been half a year since he had entered meditation practice this time.
Looking at Li Mochou beside him who was covered in ice and snow, Lin Qingxuan thought, a warm wind came out of thin air and melted the ice and snow on Li Mochou's body, but not a trace of force penetrated into her clothes or touched her skin.
Naturally, it failed to trigger Li Mochou's body's protective energy.
Looking at Mochou's sweet face, which seemed to be asleep under the snowflakes, Lin Qingxuan vaguely remembered the scene where he and Mochou were skating in the back mountain pool when he returned to Zhongnan Mountain to protect the teachings more than 130 years ago.
The past of more than a hundred years is vivid in my mind.
Lin Qingxuan recalled that when he first traveled through time, he thought he could practice magic and be satisfied if he lived for more than a hundred years.
Now he has lived to be one hundred and fifty years old and still remains young forever. He has also created a path to immortality. He can fly to the sky and escape from the earth and can do anything. He only has one level of cultivation left to become a Yang God and explore the road to immortality.
The wish I had back then has already been fulfilled, and even the fantasy I had back then is almost coming true.
Lin Qingxuan felt that tempering the Yin God on the arctic ice surface in the northern part of Alaska in the future could double the speed by sensing the ice, snow, cold wind and deep-sea fish and insects, so he knew that the method he created for tempering the Yin God depended on it.
It is to visualize all things in the world and understand the principles of transformation and rebirth. Therefore, understanding it can have better effects in extreme environments.
The originally created and complete Yin Shen tempering method has been added to a few sentences, making it more and more perfect.
A few days later, there was a sudden bright light inside the iceberg, and then a sword energy broke through the iceberg as hard as iron and flew out from the depths of the ice crystal, floating next to Li Mochou.
When the sword light dissipated, Li Mochou opened his eyes, his divine light flashed, he reached out to pick up the Jiuzhen Sword and put it back into its scabbard, and looked at Lin Qingxuan with a smile.
"Lang Lang, nearly half of the tempering of black ice has been completed. Although the refinement of ice, fire, gold and stone has to go through seven or forty-nine times, the combination of yin and yang is the foundation. We should go find the volcanic lava."
Lin Qingxuan led the way for the two of them heading north. Although Lin Qingxuan had never been to Northeast Asia and North America, Lin Qingxuan knew the general location of the North Pole in his previous life.
Now Lin Qingxuan's spiritual thoughts can spread for hundreds of miles, and he can know his location by just walking around.
Therefore, it was Lin Qingxuan's decision to fly across the strait to the Arctic Ocean to search for icebergs. He knew that the Arctic was suitable for refining the divine sword and strengthening the Yin God, and that there were many volcanoes in Alaska due south, where he could find lava and magma to temper the divine sword.
After practicing in seclusion, Lin Qingxuan had already observed thousands of miles around when traveling as a Yin Shen for half a year. Naturally, he knew where there were extinct volcanoes and where there were active volcanoes.
"Since you have achieved some success in refining the black ice, you need to refine it with lava to neutralize it. Let's set off now. I know that there is a volcano about two thousand miles due south of here. The magma in the mountain is boiling, which is perfect for you to practice immortality.
achievement."
As he spoke, Lin Qingxuan took out a Wuren Pill that was refined in the secret realm and handed it to Li Mochou to take. Firstly, it was used as a gift to replenish energy. Secondly, the Lingbao could not be broken. Even if the effect was poor, taking it for a long time would still be enough.
It prolongs life to some extent.
After Li Mochou took the Wuren Pills, she stood up and held Lin Qingxuan's big hand. The two of them jumped hundreds of feet away on the iceberg, and then walked against the wind, using the sharp north wind to achieve amazing speeds.
We headed south quickly, but we passed the ice and snowfields for most of the day. We saw black and green land and mountains, and gradually we saw tall volcanoes.
As they approached the volcano, they saw a shallow pool of water bubbling in the crater. Lin Qingxuan and Li Mochou knew with a glance of their mind that there was boiling lava dozens of feet below the pool.
Li Mochou whispered: "This volcano seems to be about to erupt?"
Lin Qingxuan nodded and said: "There are seven volcanoes within a thousand miles, but this place is the largest and most active, so it is naturally the most suitable for you to practice the Sword Sutra."
The last level of the Xuantian Sword Sutra is the method of refining the divine sword and cultivating the Yin God. The subsequent methods of tempering the Yin God and transforming the Yang God have not yet been created by Yang Ming.
However, it was enough for Li Mochou to practice for the time being. Even if she really mastered it in the future, Lin Qingxuan would guide her in the subsequent techniques, so there was no need to worry about the future.
Since Li Mochou followed Lin Qingxuan, that is, for the ten years of Lin Qingxuan's Western Region, Li Mochou took care of Zixiao Palace for him. For more than a hundred years, he could just practice with peace of mind. Lin Lang took care of everything, which was the key to cultivation.
The law is also the best, and there is no inconvenience anywhere this time.
When Li Mochou thought of this, she no longer had any lingering thoughts in her heart. She still sighed for a moment. She leaned on Lin Qingxuan and kissed him. She whispered: "Thank you, Lang Lang. With you here, I become more and more like a waste."
Already."
Lin Qingxuan smiled faintly, waved his right hand, and a stream of air mixed with invisible sword energy shot into the mountain pass.
"Bang!"
After a loud noise, a large bottomless hole opened up in the mountain pass, and there was a faint heat rising up.
Li Mochou knew that Lin Lang cast a spell to open up the mountain pass and the lava river inside the mountain, so she flew down and sat on a black stone next to the entrance of the cave. With a thought, the Yin Shen came out of her body and attached to the Jiuzhen Sword.
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I saw Jiuzhen Sword Cang coming out of its sheath with a clang, and the white sword light flickered and flew out like a swimming fish, and shot into the hole made by Lin Qingxuan's magic.
Lin Qingxuan stood next to Li Mochou, observing with his spiritual mind that Li Mochou's Yin Shen attached to the Jiuzhen Sword and fell straight into the depths of the cave, getting hotter and brighter as it went down.
When it was filled with red light, the Jiuzhen Sword plopped into a boiling magma pond, sinking and floating in it.
Endless heat flows into the Jiuzhen Sword, seeming to melt the Jiuzhen Sword into iron juice.
Li Mochou hurriedly cast the spell. The Yin Shen emits a cold gleam and together with the Jiuzhen Sword resists the heat flow and absorbs the heat flow. The Yin Shen and the Jiuzhen Sword strengthen together little by little, tainted with the aura of destruction in the lava that melts all things.
Lin Qingxuan saw that Li Mochou's Yin Shen was attached to the Jiuzhen Sword and sank into the magma, and then his mind gradually shrank and the sword's light became restrained. He knew that he was in a peaceful cultivation state.
The sword cultivator's divine sword technique is faster than the Taishi Immortal Technique created by Lin Qingxuan.
It took nearly ten years for Lin Qingxuan to grow the Yin Shen to the level of Li Mochou, but it had only been two years since Li Mochou became a Yin Shen.
Guessing that Mochou would be able to improve again after practicing for at least a year, Lin Qingxuan discovered with a sweep of his mind that there were four or five tents made of bones, wood and leather in a valley at the foot of the volcano, and there were many men and women wearing furs.
Domesticating horned deer and picking berries, everyone has yellow skin and looks similar to Mongolians, but shorter in stature.
Lin Qingxuan knew that these people should be the so-called Eskimos, also called Inuit. Seeing that their life was so difficult, and they were all rich and thin, and many of them were even sick, Lin Qingxuan couldn't bear it.
He let out a long sigh.
"Sighing long to cover my tears, lamenting the hardships of people's lives..."
With a long sigh, Lin Qingxuan closed his eyes and practiced meditation.
There is always not enough time during practice. In the blink of an eye, spring turns to autumn, and the water pools in the crater have long since dried up, and some lava emerges, and billowing black smoke begins to appear.
The black smoke is getting thicker and thicker, and in the next few days the volcano will tremble from time to time.
Lin Qingxuan knew that the volcano seemed to be about to erupt.
The people of the Inuit tribe at the foot of the mountain also realized that a disaster was coming. They offered their dogs, fish and birds they had hunted, skinned them and placed the bloody food in front of the mountain, praying to the gods to appease their anger.
Four days later, a white light suddenly burst out from the magma, then emerged from the cave entrance and floated in front of Li Mochou.
The light gradually dissipated, and the fiery red magma dripped to the ground and turned into black foamy gravel. After more than a year of training, the Jiuzhen Sword has become more agile, with dark red lines faintly flowing on the blade.
, this is a manifestation of absorbing the heat of magma, and when all the red lines disappear, it is a manifestation of Li Mochou and Jiuzhen Sword turning all this practice into results.
Li Mochou stretched out her white jade-like hand to hold the hilt of the sword, and said with a smile: "Thanks to Protector Lin Lang, my Yin Shen has become more condensed and formed."
As he spoke, he suddenly frowned slightly, glanced at the black smoke not far away, and said: "It's a pity that the volcano is about to erupt. We can't stay here for long. Let's find another place to practice."
Lin Qingxuan smiled softly and said: "Okay, but the life of the people here is too difficult. After the volcano erupts, they will lose their homes. Ninety percent of them will die on the migration journey. Let me take action to end this disaster."
Li Mochou knew it with just a glance of her mind. She smiled and said, "Lang Lang, your compassion is something that only a true immortal can have. Then I will also help you."
After speaking, the two of them sat still, as if waiting for something.
Half an hour later, the volcano suddenly began to shake, and the rocks swayed, as if mountains were being moved and seas were being moved, and the heaven and earth were hanging upside down.
However, the black stone beneath Lin Qingxuan and Li Mochou was as stable as Mount Tai, as if it was not one with the volcano.
The loud noise, thick smoke and earthquake scared the tribes at the foot of the mountain and started crying, while the chiefs, shamans and others kept dancing and screaming.
Their prayers were obviously of no use. The earthquake became more and more intense, and the black smoke from the crater became thicker and thicker. Finally, red lava spewed out and flowed down all sides of the mountain pass. It seemed that it only took a stick of incense to heal it.
It can flow down the mountain.
When the Inuit tribe saw the volcano erupting, they were so frightened that they knelt down and begged for mercy. When this disaster was over, there would be no vegetation left for dozens of miles around.
Even if these people do not die at the foot of the mountain, they will eventually die on the migration road, because in this extremely high latitude and scarce material environment, it is very difficult to obtain food, and there is no map for long-distance migration. I don’t know who will be able to support the next one.
No matter where the ethnic group lives, it is most likely that they will starve to death on the road.
Moreover, there are wolves, bears and other ferocious beasts here, as well as other ethnic groups, so it is said to be surrounded by dangers and the fate of this ethnic group is not optimistic.
Although Lin Qingxuan did not understand their language, he could understand their pessimistic worries and fears with a glance of his mind.
Seeing the magma flowing down, and the whole mountain filled with black smoke and the pungent smell of sulfur, Lin Qingxuan waved his right hand, and the true energy that had been stored for a long time poured out, turning into a large cloud of white mist rising up.
Lin Qingxuan's spiritual thoughts are also all over the mountains, controlling the black water Taoism in detail.
This cloud of extremely cold and extremely cold air transformed into extremely cold air spread out in all directions under the control of Lin Qingxuan, causing the clouds on the top of the mountain to slowly gather. As Lin Qingxuan's inner energy continued to flow,
Output, the sky gradually became gloomy, and then a strong wind blew away the black smoke, and suddenly heavy snow fell from the sky.
The white snowflakes fluttered in the wind, and were atomized by the heat of the magma before they fell. However, as the snowflakes continued to fall, finally some snowflakes turned into water droplets and fell into the magma, making a popping sound, and then the surface of the magma appeared.
A small black dot.
Half an hour later, the snow became heavier and heavier, and the magma turned into black rocks and spread on the ground. The crater was still spewing magma continuously. There would always be some earthquakes every half an hour, but the tribesmen at the foot of the mountain were still there.
Continuously begging.
Lin Qingxuan and Li Mochou were flying in the air, looking at the red crater. Their spiritual thoughts looked at the restless magma under the crater, knowing that the eruption would probably last for more than ten days.
Although Lin Qingxuan's snowfall magic has temporarily controlled the situation, when the clouds and fog in the sky clear away and the ice and snow melt one day later, this place will eventually become a desperate situation.
The Jiuzhen Sword in Li Mochou's hand was shining brightly, and she said: "Brother, I will use the Divine Sword to cut off the top of the mountain."
Lin Qingxuan shook his head slightly and said: "It seems quick and easy to cut off the mountain tops, but how can these dozens of mountain people survive when the landslide and the ground are torn apart? It is you and I who cast spells to save them. The landform has changed, and the streams and valleys will disappear in the future. They
If you lose your home, you will still die."
"What should we do?"
Lin Qingxuan muttered: "I will use my supreme magic to condense the water mist from the sky and pour it into the mountain pass. By then, the crater will be completely frozen, and even if there is magma at the bottom of the mountain, it will not be able to spurt out."
"That's fine."
Lin Qingxuan flew into the air, let out a clear whistle, and began to swing his hands to control the wind and rain. Then the Inuit tribe below the mountain saw a strangely dressed man appearing on the top of the mountain, flying and controlling the celestial phenomena.
Everyone just thought it was a god appearing, and they knelt down and sang praises loudly.
As the founder of Qingxuan who has pioneered the path to immortality for hundreds of years, Lin Qingxuan's cultivation is unfathomable. Firstly, the true energy is extremely deep and pure. Secondly, how much can be produced from each meridians and acupuncture points immediately after using it.
It is infinite, so it can support the performance of countless immortal magic and Taoism.
However, Lin Qingxuan now wants to condense the clouds, mist and water vapor for miles around in the sky, and even he, the immortal ancestor, is somewhat unable to do so.
It took half an hour for the clouds and mist that filled the sky to gradually compress into a whirlpool cloud with a radius of ten feet, and it continued to rotate at a high speed, exuding frightening wind, force and cold air.
At this time, Lin Qingxuan's body had very little true energy left, and hundreds of acupuncture points all over his body were constantly producing true energy. However, compared to the magical skills that Lin Qingxuan wanted to perform now, it seemed to be a drop in the bucket and he could not make ends meet.
When Lin Qingxuan's true energy was only about 10%, the swirling cloud finally compressed into a nine-foot radius, and the overflowing wind turned into azure.
Knowing that the heat was coming, Lin Qingxuan waved his hands downward, and the huge swirling cloud swooped into the mountain pass where the magma was erupting.
Immediately afterwards there was a roar, followed by black stones shooting out in all directions, which were formed by the solidification of magma.
After the wind and clouds dissipated, the entire mountain turned into a huge bowl-shaped valley bottom. Dozens of feet of magma condensed into solid rock. The erupting volcano was hardened by Lin Qingxuan's magic.
It has turned into a dormant volcano.
The Immortal Technique has been developed to this day, and now that Lin Qingxuan has tempered the Yinshen and practiced for more than 150 years, it has finally shown its appearance to be truly comparable to the Immortal Technique that people imagined.
Lin Qingxuan used his supreme immortal magic to seal the erupting volcano in one fell swoop, demonstrating the supreme power of the True Immortal Patriarch at that time and making the tribesmen at the foot of the mountain kowtow in worship when they saw him.
When all the dust settled, Lin Qingxuan and Li Mochou turned into clear light and flew away across the sky.
Dozens of shocked Inuit savages kept dancing, howling and worshiping, thanking the gods for the holy presence.
After the worship was over, looking at the river valley which was in a mess but was still a beautiful home, the high priest Uma raised the wooden staff with dog teeth, seal teeth and walrus stem bones tied in his hand, and shouted loudly:
"The gods of the snowfield saved us. We saw the gods' statues. We need to carve a statue to worship the gods every day and pray that the gods can continue to bless us..."