Chapter 557 Go Deep Into the Snow Fields Without Looking Back

After the three old demons left, Fazhou set off and continued to go north.

After crossing the eighth snow line, the cold intensified. The sky and the earth were full of heavy snow and wind like knives. At this time, even the Dharma boat could no longer fly. The strong wind howled almost tore the Dharma boat into pieces. Therefore, Fang Yuan and Jin Hanxue had to leave the Dharma boat in a snow depression, and then took all the Nuanyu and forbidden formations, and walked in the snow.

This walk is more than a month's work, and I can only walk a short distance every day, so I have to dig a snow cave to rest.

On the snow field, there are countless nine snow lines, which are originally natural moats.

According to the legend, the first snow line is the forbidden area for mortals, because mortals can't stand the boundless wind and snow when they come in.

And the third snow line is the base building forbidden area, the wind and snow behind it, even the base building can't bear it.

The seventh snow line is the Jindan forbidden area.

Of course, this division is not so precise, it is just a rough measurement, used to describe the wind and snow above the snow field.

If you have enough treasures to keep out the cold, are prepared, and do not encounter any danger, then even ordinary people may not be able to go deep into the snowfield. The foundation-building monks may survive after the third snow line.

After the eighth snow line, the blizzard is almost twice as strong as before. In the front, it can only blow away the spiritual energy and consciousness. After the eighth snow line, it can almost blow away the mana that can be released.

This is like a frail old man and a strong young man breaking into the ice and snow. Although the strong young man is indeed better able to carry it, he does not have much advantage over the old man. Everyone is not an opponent in this world.

The eighth snow line is known as the road of no return.

It means that no one can come back after crossing this snow line.

But Fang Yuan and Jin Hanxue didn't think too much about it, they just plunged into it.

Fang Yuan regarded this as his own training, and also regarded this world as an increasingly powerful opponent.

After entering the eighth snow line, he has been fighting against the world all the time. He has used everything he has learned. When tempering himself, he deliberately took off the cold protection on his body and used his swordsmanship to fight against the wind and snow. But at this time, there is no need to be so troublesome.

Survival is the main purpose.

Unlike Fang Yuan, after Jin Hanxue entered the eighth snow line, she seemed much more relaxed.

At the third snow line, she was almost unable to bear it. Now that she has crossed the eighth snow line, she still looks like she is almost unable to bear it. She is wrapped in a thick white bear fur. Inside, her chest, back, knees, and shoulders are all padded with high-quality warm jade.

And the white cat shrank in her heart, only showing its head, looking like a tourist.

The world is so difficult, but there are some benefits.

That was before the eighth snow line, they met several waves of opponents and experienced several fierce battles, but after entering the eighth snow line, they disappeared all of a sudden, not to mention seeing people, even the snow beasts did not see a shadow, and they were much more relaxed.

Here, you only need to fight against the heaven and the earth, and you don't have to think about other things.

In this way, after a difficult month, Fang Yuan and Jin Hanxue, who were exhausted, finally arrived at an ice thorn forest, which was a spectacle on the snow field. On the ground, there appeared a line of ice thorns about three or four miles wide, pointing straight at the sky, like chaotic swords, along the way to an unknown place in the distance, and I don't know how to form it.

And this ice thorn forest is the ninth snow line.

Looking at the ice thorns emitting a strange light under the sky, Fang Yuan was almost dizzy.

He didn't even understand how he got through this month.

During this month, he even stopped functioning of his brain, just to preserve any sliver of energy, so that he could fight the severe cold even more. His physical body was already exhausted to the extreme, and his mana seemed to have ceased to exist.

He remembered a heavy snowfall in Taiyue City when he was a child.

In that severe winter, he broke a bowl because of poor workmanship, and was thrown by his aunt into the ice and snow in the middle of the night. He wore only a single linen garment with holes exposed. He also looked at the lonely and quiet snow in front of him, and the boundless cold was rushing towards him in all directions. He felt that his body was losing consciousness inch by inch, and felt a boundless fear.

That time, it was my uncle who was soft-hearted and carried him back to the house in the middle of the night.

But this time, who will hug him back?

Fang Yuan was dazed for a long time before he regained his composure and realized that he had lost his mind.

Consciousness is like silk, it seems to be quietly flowing away from the sea of ​​consciousness.

He swayed and gave a wry smile... I don't know if the expression on his frozen face changed, but he felt as if he was smiling... Then he continued to walk forward, stepping on the slippery ground, passing through the icethorn forest little by little.

It took Fang Yuan four days just to cross the ice thorn forest which is only a few miles away.

Then he faced the endless wind and snow beyond the ninth snow line, without hesitation, he continued to walk forward.

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"That kid actually crossed the ninth snow line, do you still want to chase?"

What Fang Yuan didn't know was that there was a group of people less than ten miles behind him.

There were about five or six people in this group, and they carried a translucent ice sword on their backs. This sword was extremely miraculous. Even in the depths of the cold snow field, it seemed to be colder than the surrounding wind and snow. Binding it to their backs made the entire aura of these cultivators melt into the wind and snow.

Of course, this is a place close to the ninth snow line after all. Even with such miraculous ice sword body protection, these people are not easy. Judging from their frozen faces and almost frozen mana, they are also approaching the limit.

"We, the thirty-six disciples of Xijianchi and the two elders of Nascent Soul, followed the thief all the way. As a result, in the snowstorm, some people kept falling behind. Even Elder Wei was injured and forced to return to save two disciples who fell into the ice cliff. Now there are only six of us left. We also managed to get here thanks to the Ten Thousand Years Ice Soul Sword bestowed by the Immortal Gate. If we go further..."

Someone said with a pale face: "I'm afraid even the Ten Thousand Years Ice Soul Sword can't help us. This sword can help us resist the severe cold and protect our heart veins. But after the ninth snow line, the wind and snow are too terrifying. I'm afraid we won't be able to hold on..."

Hearing these words, even that Elder Yuanying's expression became a bit ponderous.

He is a Nascent Soul, his cultivation is higher than everyone else's, but he has crossed the ninth snow line, and he doesn't know if he will be able to come back.

"After all, we still have the bodyguard of the Ten Thousand Years Ice Soul Sword, but that person may not have this rare treasure. He dared to go in, so we can still be weaker than him?" In the silence, a short young man rubbed his hands vigorously, heaved a sigh, and sneered, "Besides, since I received the order from the sword head to take this person back, how can I be afraid of the cold of the snowy field and hold back?"

As he spoke, his eyes swept over everyone: "I plan to keep up, how about you?"

"Xuanchi, you..."

Hearing this, the Nascent Soul Sword Immortal also changed his face, hesitated to speak, looked at the ice sword on the back of the disciple named Xuanchi, and thought, yours is the real one of the seven famous swords of Xijianchi, the Wannian Ice Soul Sword, which may be able to withstand the snowstorm, but the other disciples are just the Xuanbing Sword that was born with the Wannian Ice Soul, but they may not be able to withstand it...

But the disciples of Xijianchi around looked at each other, with a flash of coldness in their eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Senior Brother Xuan said so, how can we be afraid? He said that after the nine snow lines, there is the inheritance of the sword demon of the third generation. Hehe, let's go in and see if that great devil from the ancient times is really stronger than our Xijianchi in the way of swordsmanship..."

The wind and snow were howling, and the Nascent Soul Sword Immortal couldn't say anything more, and walked towards the ice thorn forest in unison.

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"It's really kind, you just rushed over like this?"

And in the other room, about three or four miles away from the disciples of Xijianchi, someone was having the same conversation. Young Master Chengtian put a fiery red jade plate on his heart, and swallowed seven or eight pills the size of dragon balls, which were as white as snow.

"Young master, this ninth snow line is even scarier than the rumors. Are we really going to cross it?"

Beside him, the four elders, as well as three or four other black-robed evil sword monks, all changed their expressions slightly, worried.

"Half a hundred miles and half a ninety!"

The young master of Chengjian smiled coldly and said: "I chased him all the way, deliberately not to kill him, and even helped him take risks to block the people who washed the sword pool, isn't it just to let him lead the way in front, so as to lead us into the Wusheng Sword Tomb? Now that the Wusheng Sword Tomb is right in front of you, but you are afraid of the snowstorm, so you dare not continue to move forward?"

Facing the words of the Young Master Chengjian, all the cultivators around immediately showed embarrassment.

All thought to themselves: You have the protection of the Suzaku Divine Stone, but we don't have it...

He had the intention not to challenge the wind and snow that could kill people after the ninth snow line, but when he thought of his hidden disease in his cultivation and needed the inheritance from Wusheng Sword Tomb to save his life, he had no choice but to be ruthless and gritted his teeth: "Then let's go in together!"