From the foot of the mountain up, there is only a steep path...perhaps it cannot be called a "road", but the terrain of this section of the mountain is not as steep as other places.
Chishui Duan walked in the front, his black clothes fluttering, and his steps were brisk, while Du Wei and Qiao Qiao were behind, but Du Wei had a harder time. After all, Qiao Qiao was an eighth-level warrior, and his skills were better than Du Wei's.
As the three of them came up, Du Wei was surprised to see that he was not the only three people on this mountain road!
From the foot of the mountain, you can see that occasionally there are one or two people wearing the leather robes of the herdsmen on the grassland. Under the foot of the mountain, they are prostrate on the ground, worshiping towards the snow-capped mountains. Their posture is the standard "five-body prostrate", with pious faces.
, there are even more words in his mouth.
On the mountain road, Du Wei saw another herdsman dressed in ragged clothes. His sleeves and trousers were frayed, and his face was dusty, but he was struggling up the mountain road. This man stopped every three steps.
Facing the distant mountain peak, he knelt down and kowtowed, chanting a prayer that Du Wei couldn't understand. Then he stood up, walked three more steps, knelt down and kowtowed again.
With such three steps and one knock, this man didn't know how far he had walked. His body seemed to be stumbling a little, but the piety on his face was very firm. He was clearly on the verge of crumbling, but his eyes were full of divine aura.
Du Wei saw this and couldn't help but sigh: "This man has worked really hard. Is he just bowing like this to pray for the Witch King's blessing?"
Chishui Duan looked at it, but was not surprised. He said lightly: "What's the point? The status of the Snow Mountain is like a holy land in the hearts of the grassland people. In the Roland Empire, perhaps everyone only believes in one goddess of light. But among the grassland people,
In my heart, the Witch King is a god walking in the world!"
He looked at the people who were kneeling and worshiping all the way up the mountain, and said softly: "Every year, there are countless such people on the snow-capped mountains. The farthest ones, even hundreds of miles away from the mountain, kowtow every three steps.
It will probably take more than a month to walk all the way to the mountainside."
While they were talking, the three of them had already passed the passerby and walked all the way up.
On the other hand, when the passerby saw Du Wei and the others, his expression suddenly changed. Especially when he saw Chishui Duan's attire, his expression became even more awe-inspiring. He knelt down silently and kowtowed in the direction of Chishui Duan.
The great gift of "falling to the ground".
"He regards me as a wizard on the snow mountain." Chishui Duan said calmly: "This is the only way up the mountain. As long as you go up the mountain, you must take this way. And if you are an outsider, you will be cautious and salute all the way.
Only the wizards on the mountain can come in and out as casually as we do."
With that said, the three of them crossed a turning hilltop and could no longer see the person below.
This mountain road is winding and steep, with an abyss on one side.
The three of them were extremely fast. In just a few moments, they were already above the snow line. No green could be seen around them anymore, and everything they saw turned into silvery white! Even the blue sheep on the rocks that they had seen earlier were now visible.
At this height, it is also invisible.
At noon, the mountain road suddenly opened up and reached a huge natural platform. This platform seemed as if someone had cut off a section of the mountain peak, forming a natural wide area of several hundred meters.
When they reached the platform, Du Wei looked back and saw that the bottom of the mountain was already vast. Only when he reached the middle of the mountain did he feel a strong wind blowing from all directions, which made his whole body shiver.
But there are actually people on this platform!
They looked like people from the grasslands, but they looked like they were coming from some large tribe. Although they were also wearing leather robes, they were quite luxurious. They even wore accessories that symbolized their status!
These people were sitting on the platform. There was a huge flag behind them, and a pile of flames was lit in the middle. I don’t know how it was done. The flames actually burned with a green light.
"These people are here to ask for an audience." Chishui Duan said calmly: "Huh, it seems that those tribes are going to fight in a few days... Du Wei, these people are probably the enemies of Saladin. Coming here is nothing more than
They just want to ask for support from the snow-capped mountains. Look at the flames they lit. They use special things to throw them in and burn them to make the fire glow green. Because even if they want to see the people on the snow-capped mountains, these people can only go so far.
You can’t go any higher! This green flame can be seen hundreds of miles away from the top of the mountain, which means that someone is asking to see you... As for whether you can see it or not, it’s up to the people on the mountain to decide.”
These people were shocked when they saw Chishui Duan and the other three people coming up. Then they saw Chishui Duan wearing a black robe. Everyone was extremely surprised, thinking that he was a wizard from the snow mountain.
However, these people did not dare to come up and disturb them. They looked nervous and quickly stood up from a distance, then knelt on the ground and saluted the three of them, their eyes full of pleading.
Chishui Duan snorted and ignored it, leading Du Wei and Qiao Qiao forward.
The front end of the platform in between has already reached the end. Far away, about a thousand meters away, is another mountain peak. And connecting that mountain peak to the platform is an empty and profound canyon!
Standing on the edge of the cliff, I could only feel the vast mist beneath my feet, a sea of silver, ice and snow flying all over the sky, and strong winds.
But if you look closely, there is actually an iron rope about the thickness of a human arm connecting the two ends!
"Let's go, this is the only bridge." Chishui snorted and walked onto the iron cable.
Although it is just an iron rope, it is constantly rippling under the strong wind, but Chishui Duan's ability is naturally as if he is walking on flat ground, on the iron rope, his body seems to be flying forward.
No matter how strong the wind blew, people could not open their eyes, but the red body was not strained at all.
Du Wei weighed it in his mind. If he could fly with the wind control technique while his body was intact, there would be no problem. But under such overwhelming wind, it would be hard to say. After looking at Qiao Qiao, the two of them pulled each other.
The opponent's hand also followed Chishui Duan's and climbed onto this single rope.
The two of them thought that after walking the single cable, they would reach flat ground. Who knew, when they reached a mountain peak below, they discovered that this mountain peak was not the end either. There was another cliff in front of them, and in the distance, there was another similar cable bridge.
.Connect to the next mountain!
In this way, after walking through seven or eight such iron cable bridges, passing several mountain peaks, and finally reaching the flat ground, Du Wei felt that his feet were weak.
Sighing, he smiled bitterly and said: "The founder of Daxue Mountain was really ruthless back then! Even if he is trying to be mysterious, there is no need to go so far!"
Chishui Duan listened in front. He smiled slightly and said: "This chain bridge is not only to block outsiders, but also to restrict people on the snow mountain! On the snow mountain, if you don't have a certain level of cultivation, you are not allowed to go down the mountain! If you don't have a certain level of cultivation, you are not allowed to go down.
Even if you want to go down the mountain, you can't cross this chain bridge!"
Fortunately, the chain bridge only ends here.
All I saw in front of me was the main peak on a snow-capped mountain! Looking up, the peak was steep. It reached straight into the sky. I don’t know how high it was. Anyway, Du Wei couldn’t see the head at all. Just because at night, the sky was full of
The wind and snow rolled up the clouds, and under the gentle white snow, my eyes were full of silver light, and I couldn't see what was in the distance.
The mountain road behind seems to be much wider, and it has obviously been artificially widened. Under this mountain road, there is a monument as high as a person, but this monument is not made of stone, but carved out of ice!
I don’t know how many years have passed, but the ice is no longer silvery white and transparent, but has a faint hint of green.
On top of the ice monument, there was surprisingly only one line of content.
"Those who dare to do too much will die!"
This short sentence was actually written in several languages, which surprised Du Wei. He only recognized the Roland Empire script and the prairie script. But he did not recognize the other languages.
Qiaoqiao, on the other hand, couldn't help but look strange after taking a look at it. He pulled Duwei's sleeve and whispered: "It seems... these words seem a bit like elves..."
Du Wei's heart was moved! He knew that Gandolf in green robes had taught the elf magic he had studied to Qiao Qiao. Although Qiao Qiao didn't recognize the elf writing, but it corresponded to what he had learned, and he felt that the two writings were very similar.
This is easy to guess.
Du Wei thought to himself: I never expected that the founder of the Snowy Mountains not only knew the Roland Empire script, the grassland language, but also the elven script... So what are the other languages? Orc language? Dwarf language?
After crossing this ice monument, there is an upward slope in front of you. On both sides of the hillside, there are actually a large number of icicles!
These icicles come in all kinds, some are upright, some are slanted, but they are all stuck on the ground on both sides. They are all at least as tall as a person in size and thickness. There are also ten icicles grouped together, like
It looks like a blooming flower.
Chishui Duan came here, but suddenly stopped at his feet.
Du Wei was about to speak when he saw Chishui staring at the icicles in a daze. There seemed to be an indescribable emotion flowing faintly in his eyes...
After a long time, I heard Chishui Duan whisper quietly: "Decades have passed... Alas, I thought I had forgotten..."
I could only hear him whispering to himself: "Teacher... I'm back. Did you know... Chishui Duan is back. And Yue, Chou... I'm back!"
Looking at the icicles in his eyes, Chishui Duan's mind seemed to fly to decades ago, when he had just climbed up the snow mountain and was still a young child. At that time, he was happy but still worried. The three of them had the best qualifications.
, was chosen by the Witch King as his direct disciple. I don’t know how many people envied him... and how many people envied him!
From that day on, the three young children were regarded as candidates for the future inheritance of Daxue Mountain.
But how could three young teenagers endure the lonely life of a solitary mountaintop with year-round cold snow?
Even the most amazing and talented Bai Hechou, the sea-wise Lan Haiyue, and the ruthless martial arts idiot Chishui Dan were still innocent and innocent at that time. In the mood of a young man, he sometimes couldn't bear the loneliness and would run away.
Come here to play and have fun.
There are no interesting places on the mountain, but the icicles here have formed huge ice flowers. The shapes are unique and interesting, and the place is large. It became a paradise for the three teenagers when they were young.
Chishui Duan looked at this place and vaguely seemed to see three teenagers playing around the icicles, chasing and laughing.
Even Bai Hechou, who had made him hate him all his life, often took care of his youngest self at that time. Although he never liked his taciturnity, it happened to be that time when he was stabbed in the leg by an icicle.
That guy must have carried him all the way back.
And Lan Haiyue, who was later called a "coward" by himself, was as wise as the sea. At that time, his favorite thing was to secretly grab a handful of ice and snow and stuff it into his mouth when he wasn't paying attention.
In the clothes behind the neck...
Since when did the three young men who were so close to each other turn into sworn enemies...
Chishui Duan looked at those icicles infatuatedly. After a long time, he came back to his senses and suddenly raised his hand and waved.
With a sneer, a wind blade burst out from under his palm, instantly cutting off a large icicle in front of him!!
Chishui Duan snorted and sneered: "The older I get, the more confused I become! Huh, it's all in the past. They two have let it go, why am I still thinking about it!"
He turned to look at Du Wei and said coldly: "Let's go, boy!"
As he said that, he was about to come over to pull Du Wei, but suddenly his face turned aside, and he looked past Du Wei and looked down the mountain in the distance...
Listening carefully, Chishui Duan's face was even more surprised...
At this moment, a cool and leisurely voice came from down the mountain. The voice was calm, elegant, unhurried, and had a hint of nobility.
"Duwei, Duke Tulip! You've been gone for so many days, do you just want to hide here?"
As soon as the voice fell, Du Wei and Qiao Qiao looked at each other with strange expressions on their faces!
Falling snow!
There seemed to be a complicated smile on the corner of Du Wei's mouth: "It's exciting now, that dead demon has finally caught up..."
Looking back, he saw a figure breaking through the clouds in a sea of clouds and on top of the undulating iron ropes in the air.
Looking at him, he looked so elegant and calm, walking among the undulating iron ropes, with the vast abyss of clouds and oceans beneath his feet. He looked as if he was strolling in the back garden of his home. And his smile was as free and easy as ever.
"Du Wei, Du Wei, last time your plan was to get under the swamp, but this time you ran to such a high snow-capped mountain... You really surprise me every time!"
When Chishui Duan heard the voice, his face turned gloomy and he glanced at Du Wei: "Who is he? Are they here to find you?"
Du Wei shrugged his shoulders and smiled slightly: "Mr. Chishui Duan, to be precise, he is not a 'human being'."
"If it's not a human being, what is it?" Chishui Duan frowned.