Chapter 141: There Was a Mountain Before Us

The stormy snow, the horizontal wind and snow, the slanting wind and snow, do not have to return, also can not return, and into the ghost wind and hostile snow, the wind of the underworld snow, the snow of the sky, and those from the bottom of the feet of the snow, did not exceed the knee, if a little wrong, I am afraid that will bury the whole person. On this day, after dozens of days of bitter cold journey, all the snow suddenly stopped, as if God suddenly felt that his action of constantly scattering paper confetti on the earth was very childish, and couldn’t charm the three young people’s eyes to move forward firmly, so he clapped his hands, and took his hands back into his sleeves.

The sky cleared, revealing a cerulean blue but still cold sky, the sunlight is not warm but extremely harsh, through the endless snowy glaciers in every direction reflecting the white to boring light.

After the storm there is not always a beautiful sky, not the sky will be clear there will be a rainbow, so Forrest Gump back to the country, have to go through so much more before he will see Jenny again, and then he will still be considered to do not understand certain things, once again set off, and keep running, running through countless beautiful scenery.

After the wind and snow had passed, the sled teams on the snowy plains also set out once more, amidst the joyful chirping of the snow dogs, crushing and grinding the snow and ice, either loose or firm, toward the north. The pale Fan Xian sat on the sled, half of his body leaning on Haitang’s arms, coughing on one side, forcing his tired eyes open on the other, gazing at the terrain around him that was extremely difficult to recognize, comparing it with the roadmap in his own head, and determining the direction.

The coldness in his body was getting more and more serious, although the medicines he had with him were not lost, the coldness in the world was undoubtedly an extremely cruel torture for Fan Xian, who was hard to heal from his serious injuries and had lost all of his true qi. Every night during these few days, Fan Xian, who was nestled in his sleeping bag, always felt that his body was surrounded by a piece of wetness and coldness, and he coughed as if he was going to cough his internal organs out, and his thundering voice, which sounded hoarse, was just like a knife grinding incessantly on the top of the stone, so he didn’t know which day he would be killed. No one knows which day it will be broken.

Haitang and Wang Thirteen Lang were both very worried about his health, and even moved to depart back to the south, but Fan Xian was unusually resolute and coldly stopped, because he knew clearly that if he couldn’t find that imaginary temple with a single effort, he didn’t know if he would be able to muster up this kind of courage again in the future, and since the meridians in his body were in a mess, and His Majesty the Emperor was still repairing his injuries in the palace in the south, and he didn’t go to the temple to find Uncle Five Bamboo, he would go back to the south to find Uncle Five Bamboo. Uncle Wuzhu, there was no point in him going back to the south.

What made Fan Xian even more confident was that through the spell pamphlet left behind by Master Bitter Lotus, he could clearly perceive that the further north he went, the higher the concentration of yuan qi in the heavens and the earth grew, and with constant meditation, the sea of qi at the snowy mountain behind his waist had gradually shown signs of solidly storing up yuan, and it was too much of a pity to give up at this time.

Right now, for the three of them, the biggest problem was time. This was a race, a race between the condition of Fan Xian’s injuries and the distance to the temple, and Fan Xian intuited that if he really found the temple, the injuries in his body would definitely be much better.

Haitang and Wang Xulang both knew that under Fan Xian’s gentle exterior was an incomparably stubborn and ruthless disposition, so they only listened to him in silence, except that these two friends were still very worried about his health, especially after nightfall when they listened to the bursts of heart-rending coughs, who could sleep peacefully?

Then in the quiet of the night, Haitang got into Fan Xian’s sleeping bag, gently rubbing his chest and abdomen for him, warming the bitter cold with her own body temperature. The two people’s bodies were gently and intimately pressed together like that, but they did not have the slightest idea of the male and female aspects, they just hugged each other tightly, like two little pigs warming each other.

Wang Thirteen Lang naturally discovered this, but he didn’t show or react in any way, he just accelerated the speed of his northward journey, leading the team made up of snow dogs, taking advantage of the hour when the sky was clearing, and desperately rushing on.

“How far is it?” There was still wind in the snow-stopped heavens and earth, and Wang XIII Lang on the first sled shouted against the wind, swiftly resounding through the entire snowy plain.

Fan Xian squinted his eyes and looked at Wang XIII Lang who was standing on the sled in front of him, his leather jacket swinging against the wind, and couldn’t help but smile, thinking to himself that this kid was also dashing, and actually wasn’t afraid of the cold, and was actually able to stand on the sled at this time of the year and surf the snow waves, especially with that pair of sunglasses, and looked like he really did have the style of the kids who played extreme sports in that world.

Taking out the compass and map from his pocket, Fan Xian coughed twice in Haitang’s arms, carefully confirming the direction, the sled kept moving up and down on the snow, making his observation a bit laborious. After pondering for a long time, he said wearily, “Fifteen days at most.”

When Fan Xian unfolded the map, Haitang turned her face, this wasn’t the first time Fan Xian had unfolded the map, in the beginning, he had only been pointing out the way with his superb memory, while later on, he became too sick and the map had to be taken out, but both Wang Xulang and Haitang would deliberately avoid it.

Because this was Fan Xian’s request, and also the oath the three took before embarking on the trip to the temple, Fan Xian requested that Haitang and Wang Thirteen Lang should not divulge the location of the temple’s directions to anyone, because he could guess that once the temple’s directions were divulged, and once the things in the temple were leaked out to the earth, it would only bring endless woes to this earth.

Just like those secret martial arts books that his mother, Ye Qingmei, had brought out back then, just like that chest, if there were many more in the temple, what would this world become? Fan Xian didn’t want this world to become a horrible place where heavenly experts flew all over the place and electromagnetic cannons bombarded everywhere, where powerful people would fight casually and cause heaven and earth to collide and chaos to reign, so how could the commoners live?

The journey is not lonely, because there are partners, however, extraordinarily hard, just this hard can not be depicted in words, because the hard lies in the bitter cold, lies in the boring, lies in the endless, seems to never change the color of the snow white.

I do not know how many days, the flat snow plains, slightly arching snow mounds gradually became vivid, the terrain began to become complex, the sunlight also became more and more dim, the temperature is low to the point that human beings can hardly tolerate, the good thing is that the blizzard still did not fall again.

At the end of the northern skyline, a high mountain was suddenly pulled up, a high snowy mountain!

It seemed that since the beginning of heaven and earth, this majestic and great snow mountain had towered over this place, waiting indifferently and calmly for those brave travelers to come and make offerings.

The sled team slowly stopped beside the remains of a glacier. Fan Xian squinted his eyes, looking at the distant snowy mountains in front of him, gazing at the strange peaks that glowed with a cold white color under the blue sky, and a trace of excitement arose in his chest that was hard to suppress, a trace of excitement from the depths of his heart that swiftly took over his whole body, causing his fingers to tremble slightly.

In his dream, he had seen this great snow mountain that bore a slight resemblance to the Great Eastern Mountain. In his dream, this snowy mountain was so unreachable, so mysterious, powerful and cold, just like the feeling that the emperor brought to him, however, today, when this big snowy mountain suddenly appeared in his own eyes without any precursor, Fan Xian felt infinite relief.

Life is fearful of death, but it is possible to die at the end of the day, if in a short life, one can see those sights that no one else can see, know more secrets of the world, know those unknowns that attract human attention and promote human evolution, what kind of enjoyment is this?

Fan Xian’s body suddenly stiffened, and his coughing stopped, he greedily looked at the big snowy mountain, as if he wanted to firmly imprint this scene that moved him in his heart, and never forget it in the years to come.

He was moved not only because of this scene, not only because of the temple in the mountain, but also because the Yuan Qi of this place was so rich that it made people tremble, and Fan Xian’s pale face with deep-set eyes was so thin that he was extremely thin, but with every breath, he seemed to feel that he was gradually getting healthier and healthier.

Haitang was the first to notice the difference in Fan Xian, her body had also been exhausted to the extreme, her eyes, which used to be bright and incomparably bright, had long ago been polished into a state of fatigue by the coldness of the earth and sky, yet at this moment, her eyes brightened up again, and she looked at the large snowy mountain along with Fan Xian’s gaze, and didn’t say a word for a long time.

After the sled stopped, the snow dogs seemed to have sensed the different atmosphere and growled lowly, more than sixty snow dogs, after such a grueling journey, only seventeen were left, and the long line of sleds had been reduced to five as they were discarded along the way.

Wang Thirteen Lang stood on the foremost one, not turning back, just staring at the mountain in a daze, and asked in a hoarse voice, “The temple …… is in this mountain?”

“Yes.” Fan Xian, who had been too weak to speak for several days, did not know where he got the strength to spit out a single word with incomparable firmness.

Having received confirmation, the three young men just stared blankly at the snowy mountains in the distance, actually seeming somewhat unwilling to take another step forward. Suddenly, Wang XIII Lang jumped down from the sled and roared madly at that big snow mountain, his voice was extremely hoarse, extremely angry, and even more extremely pleased!

Watching this scene, both Haitang and Fan Xian couldn’t help but laugh, thinking that this shut-in disciple of the Sword Lodge, who had always been gentle and firm, had endured until this moment, and finally exploded with the madness inherited from the Four Gu Swords. After the laughter is silence, Haitang’s eyes moist up, finally turned into a few clear tears, tears dripping on the leather jacket swiftly into ice, Fan Xian quickly looked at shaking his head, for a long time unable to say anything.

Those who have not experienced their long journey cannot understand the emotions in their hearts at this moment, this is a kind of fulfillment of a great wish, this is a kind of victory over heaven and earth, and a kind of impulse to contact the most mysterious place in the world immediately!

The snowy journey was long, along the way, snow dogs died on the ground, Fan Xian was seriously ill and might die at any time, Haitang and Wang XIII Lang were also tortured and lost their human forms, such hardships were not known to outsiders.

…… However, they finally arrived!

Without Fan Xian’s thorough preparation and understanding of nature, the three of them would have died on the snowy plains if they hadn’t come here alone together. With this in mind, Fan Xian squinted his eyes and looked at the large snowy mountain in the distance, and couldn’t help but think of the two strong forerunners from many years ago, Master Bitter Lotus and Lord Sean.

Fan Xian and his party departed from Beiqi at the beginning of spring, and now it should be summer time, the warmest time between heaven and earth, but back then, Sean Bitter Lotus and his party of hundreds of people, but from the summer, all the way to death and injury, and when they arrived at the snowy mountain, it happened to be the polar night.

The whole long months of the night, the two forerunners of the year is how to get through? Sean and Bitter Lotus were not like Fan Xian who possessed the roadmap and experience left behind by his predecessors, and actually managed to survive in such a miserable environment, which really made Fan Xian, who had survived the calamity, marvel greatly at this moment.

Compared to those two forerunners who ate human flesh, the three of them, Fan Xian, were actually really much happier and easier, but they were still in a sorry state, and it was thanks to the fact that Hai Tang and Wang Thirteen Lang were both top-notch powerhouses in the world of men, plus Fan Xian, a wastrel with knowledge of two lifetimes–everything seemed to be predestined, and Fan Xian was doomed to be the world’s most reverent and The most irreverent person in the world, and the one who had the most ability to enter the temple and needed to do so.

Looking at the mountain, Fan Xian gradually got rid of his inner excitement and thrill, forcibly suppressed his mind, quietly looked at the tall snowy mountain, guessed the appearance of the big temple in the mountain, and said in a sandy voice, “Rest for the night, and enter the temple in the morning!”