Chapter 23 Fang Wenshan, the chief of the Xuanwu clan

In the far north, Xiyuan and Wan'er walked on the snow with difficulty. The cold air made the air they exhaled have a feeling of wanting to freeze.

Xiyuan held Wan'er's cold hand. He never thought that there would be such a cold place in China. The fierce northwest wind made their hair flutter. Fortunately, it didn't snow today, otherwise their hair would turn into ice.

Two rows of footprints deep in the snow showed that no one had walked through the long-lasting snow before. They didn't know how long they had walked, but they only felt that their cold feet had no intuition. Finally, at this time, a simple wooden building appeared in their eyes.

Xiyuan helped Waner move quickly to the wooden house. Perhaps, with their current cultivation, it is also difficult to stay here for a while.

The door on the door panel was not closed. Xiyuan only gently pushed the door and opened it. An old man sitting in the middle of the house, guarding a stove and drinking a sip of liquor. Seeing a stranger pushing the door open, he only raised his head slightly, and then continued to drink his wine.

Xiyuan stamped the snow water on his feet, and then came forward and made a gesture: "Uncle, today we came to this far north. I didn't expect this far north land to be so cold. We both want to stay warm here for a night. I don't know if uncle can agree."

The old man raised his eyes again and looked at the young two and said: This wooden house was originally designed for passers-by. If you want to stay, you don't have to ask me.

Hearing the old man's voice, Xiyuan and Wan'er's faces smiled at the same time. This frozen world is difficult to walk. The predecessors set up a wooden house here, which seemed to be for the sake of future generations.

The old man sat aside and pinched the formula in the fire basin from time to time, and then saw the originally weak firelight intensify again. Xiyuan carefully stared at the old man's movements, the people in the real world?

After taking a sip of wine again, the old man seemed to be attracted by Xiyuan's eyes. He looked up at Xiyuan and said, "Two little children, I think your cultivation is too weak. It seems to be a little troublesome to cross this snowy area."

"Although this baby has reached the state of Yuanying, she was born short of water, and this vast snowy area happens to be water, which competes with the baby. I guess this little girl must feel deprivation now!" The old man looked up at Wan'er and said.

"What the old gentleman said is that the little woman now feels weak and her eyes can't open." Wan'er said the feelings in her heart.

The old man poured a mouthful of liquor into his mouth again and said, "The extremely cold place is originally one of the three major places of cultivation. Many young heroes lost their lives because they were too arrogant and broke into this place and were trapped in the snowy sky."

"Old gentleman, we are not here to test, but to find the patriarch of the White Tiger clan and ask him to take us to meet his beloved wife's mother." Xiyuan saw that Wan'er's eyes were closed and knew that she was too tired, so he said.

"Ao?" The old man said, "You also look for the patriarch of the White Tiger clan. Are the two young people also from the five families?" The old man asked.

Xiyuan nodded and saw the old man's righteous cultivation and said, "Well, my beloved wife is the daughter of the Phoenix patriarch. I came here to see her mother again."

"Ooh, it turned out to be like this. It happens that I haven't been to the White Tiger family for a while, so I can go with you two." The old man's eyes were shining, and he not only looked at Wan'er a few more times.

At this glance, the smile in the old man's eyes was even stronger. Just now, he only cared about drinking. I didn't expect that she looked so much like the fifth sister. I didn't find that she was really old and her heart was old.

Unless all night, the old man kept using his cultivation and burning flames in the brazier, which also made the original cold body of Xiyuan gradually recover. Wan'er's body is also gradually getting better.

On the second day, at dawn, the old man woke up Xiyuan and Wan'er, and then said, "In the daytime, we should hurry up and try to reach the second post station before dark. Otherwise, if we don't arrive until night comes, the consequences will be unimaginable."

When the old man stood up, Xiyuan's mouth grew up and saw that the old man's body was not as small as Fang Jian, but his walking posture was so elegant.

Xiyuan and Wan'er followed the old man and chased the old man's pace. Xiyuan did not expect that the old man walking in the snow was like walking on land. Xiyuan not only admired the old man's cultivation, but also his high realm was beyond their imagination.

Seeing the two people who followed him urgently, the old man's eyes were even thicker. He picked up the gourd with wine and said happily, "Little brother, I saw that your cultivation is the peak of concentration. Originally, it was difficult to walk in this snowy land, but I didn't expect to be able to keep up with my pace. It seems that my perseverance is quite good. I don't know. Where does your teacher go?

When Xiyuan heard the old man's voice, the expression on his face condensed. Up to now, he was still not sure who wrote the cultivation method he had learned. Should he tell the old man that his master was a virtual figure in the game? I guess no one believed it.

"I just got a cultivation strategy by chance and practiced according to the above." What Xiyuan said is also true. After all, he got his own practice by chance.

"Ao?" The old man's doubtful eyes did not seem to believe what Xi Yuan said, but he did not continue to cross-examination. After all, many things are the privacy of the practitioner.

A strong wind made Xiyuan close his eyes, and the necklace on his neck also blew. The old man was about to turn around and remind them that a snowstorm might be coming, but when his eyes saw the stars and tears, he completely fixed his figure.

After a long time, the old man came out of his mind, and Xiyuan happened to take away his hands in front of him: "Old gentleman, I think we have encountered a snowstorm, so let's find a place to hide for the time being."

The old man nodded and said, "About 2 miles north from here, there is a raised stone rock. Maybe we can hide somewhere for a while." With that, he took the two of them to the direction of their memory.

The wind in the sky was getting stronger and stronger, blowing snowflakes and spreading around. The old man couldn't help speeding up his pace. He already felt that if the three of them could not get to the place he said at a certain time, they would definitely be blown away by the snowstorm. Although he had no problem, the two young people in front of him People must not be able to stand the toss of this snowstorm.

Seeing the old man speeding up his pace, Xiyuan not only clenched Wan'er's hands and ran wildly. Although Xiyuan felt like running, his walking speed was slower than the usual walking speed on land.

The old man suddenly threw the wine gourd in front of Xiyuan's eyes and said, "Drink two mouthfuls of wine to make your blood boil, which is fast."

Xiyuan is not pretentious. Now it has reached the moment of crisis. If it can't arrive in time, it is estimated that this fate will be explained here today.

The mouth is mellow, strong but not spicy. After taking two sips, Xiyuan suddenly felt bloody, and his muscles were full of tension. He pulled Wan'er's hand more tightly, and then followed the old man's figure.

At the time of the wild dance of snowflakes scattered all over the sky, several people in Xiyuan finally came to the place mentioned by the old man. A huge rock left a hole below. Xiyuan helped Wan'er get in, but when he entered, he found that the mine could no longer accommodate a third person.

Wan'er's weak voice came: "Brother! It's all my fault, which implicates you."

Xiyuan clenched Wan'er's hands and said, "Wan'er, don't talk nonsense. Being with you is the happiest thing in my life." Then Xiyuan suddenly came out of the hole and said to the old man beside him, "Sir, you go in first. I'm young and can stand the snowstorm."

The old man looked at Xiyuan with a smile and said, "Little brother, I didn't expect to think about me at this time of life and death. It's really a difficult chivalrous man. However, you'd better go in. With this little snowstorm, I'm not afraid."

While the two were talking, the snowstorm finally ravaged the sky and blew violently in the far north. Seeing Xiyuan's tough eyes, the old man suddenly waved his hand and instantly drove Xiyuan's body into the cave.

Xiyuan could not withstand the old man's palm, fell into the cave and fell into a coma.

When Xiyuan woke up, the snowstorm had disappeared, and the endless snow was full of traces blown by the strong wind. Xiyuan poked out his head, and the strong figure of the old man stood in the ice and snow and looked extremely tough.

"You're awake!" Seeing Xiyuan's frozen blue lips, the old man smiled and said, "Drink some wine quickly and warm our bodies. We have to rush to the post house in the dark."

Xiyuan took a few bites of the old man's wine gourd and poured a few bites into his mouth. He felt much more comfortable, and then said to Wan'er, "You can also drink some. Now your body is too cold, and you must increase the temperature."

Wan'er took a few bites, with a trace of blush on her face, and then said to the old man, "It's not too late. It's important for us to go."

Along the way, the old man had a lot to say to ask Xi Yuan, but he always pinched it when he got to his throat. He laughed at himself and thought he was extremely free and easy. Unexpectedly, after meeting these two children, he became dumb and smiled helplessly. The old man accelerated his pace.

Towards evening, the three finally rushed to the post station the old man learned. The old man suddenly took out the brazier that had been burned last time and put it on the ground, and then carried out his method of making a fire again.

"Brother! That's the three-flavor real fire. Only masters who have reached the realm of great success can use the three-flavor real fire at will. It seems that this uncle's skill is about to rise. Wan'er said gently to Xiyuan.

Hearing Wan'er's voice, Xiyuan grew up his mouth. The realm of Dacheng turned out to be the realm of Dacheng. It is reported that Xiyuan knows that there are only dozens of people who have reached the realm of Dacheng in the Xiuzhen world. He actually met one. Maybe for Wan'er, it is not What, but it's really surprising for me.

Of course, Wan'er's voice could not avoid the old man's ears. After giving birth to the brazier, he said to the two, "The little girl is right. I use three-flavor real fire, but my method is much stiffer than that of the eldest brother. At that time, my eldest brother could use three-flavor real fire at will, but I can't, only It can be controlled according to the established formula. The old man smiled and said, "If you want to use the three flavors of real fire, you must reach the realm of great success, otherwise you will suffer from counterattack. Therefore, there are few people in this world who use three flavors of real fire. In order not to hurt their bodies, most practitioners would rather use the fire of their own lives than use three flavors."

"I didn't arrive first. The little girl is young and knows so much. It seems that Shangguan Gudao and your father have called you a lot of these skills!"

Hearing the old man mention his uncle and father, Wan'er's eyes couldn't help but light up. In fact, Wan'er should have guessed that the old man and his father should know each other. After all, their cultivation has reached their level, and there are not many people.

"Do you know my father and uncle?" Wan'er asked softly.

The old man nodded, "I knew each other a long time ago, but since the end of the war, we haven't seen each other for a long time because of their own affairs."

"However, I guess the opportunity to meet is coming soon." Saying that, the old man's eyes turned to Xiyuan.

Xiyuan did not know that the necklace on his neck had completely involved him in an old story more than 20 years ago.

The sky gradually darkened, and only the sound of the burning of the brazier showed the existence of someone in this inconspicuous wooden house in the silent night.

Wan'er's eyes have been closed because of fatigue, and Xiyuan has entered a state of meditation. Because of the tears of the stars, his spirit is surprisingly good at this moment, and the tiredness on his body has become a trace of energy transmission of star tears.

The old man closed his eyes, but from time to time looked at Xiyuan sitting on one side, and the smile on his face became stronger and stronger in Xiyuan's practice.

After the spiritual power on his body ran for a week, he gradually recovered the Dantian. Xiyuan exhaled a turbid breath and felt that his spirit had almost recovered. He couldn't help thinking about things.

"If I guess correctly, this old man must be from the five ancient clans. As for which clan, although it is uncertain, he should at least be at the level of an elder." Xiyuan thought of it secretly.

"If he is from the five ancient tribes, he must know what happened 20 years ago. Why don't you take this opportunity to ask?" Xi Yuan wanted to wake up the old man.

"Hey! Forget it tonight! After all, I've been tired for a day, but why do I always feel like I know this old man? Thinking about Xiyuan, he fell asleep.

"The two kids haven't got up yet, and the sun is shining on their buttocks." Early in the morning, the old man shouted to the two, "Today, one more day, we can reach the White Tiger Castle." The old man said to himself excitedly, "I don't know how the third brother is doing recently. But I haven't seen you for more than 20 years, and I really want to panic.

Near noon, the three finally saw the legendary snow city of White Tiger Fort. From a distance, White Tiger Fort was completely covered with white snow, and the majestic building was accompanied by white snow shadows, which looked extremely magnificent.

"What are you still doing? Why don't you go there quickly?" Seeing Xiyuan and Wan'er attracted by the beautiful scenery in front of them, the old man not only urged.

Several disciples guarding the door saw a stranger coming and blocked them: "Some people, Baihu Fort, without the consent of the patriarch, idle people are not allowed to enter."

Hearing the words of the two disciples, a fierce light appeared on Xiyuan's face. I didn't think that it took so much effort to get here, but he brought himself an idle person to avoid entering.

Seeing that Xiyuan was a little anxious, the old man suddenly patted his body and said to the two disciples, "Do you know this?" The old man took out a tiger-shaped wooden card and put it in front of them.

The two disciples carefully looked at the wooden card taken out by the old man, and then suddenly knelt down: "I don't know that the head of the Xuanwu clan has arrived, please punish me."

"Exit!" The old man obviously didn't care about these, but took Xi Yuan and Wan'er to the fort.

"Senior, are you the head of the Xuanwu clan? Please accept Wan'er's worship. Wan'er knelt down and said, "In the past, I often heard my mother talk about you and several other uncles."

"Child, don't get up!" The head of the Xuanwu clan held up Wan'er's body and said, "I have made friends with several big brothers and your mother since childhood. There are not so many etiquette here."

"Hey! Look at the fifth sister's child who would rather risk his life to cross the extremely cold place for her mother. Thinking about my child, he knows how to wander in the game all day long, oh! This is the gap. I didn't expect that our Wenshan was proud all his life, but gave birth to such a stupid son.

In the game, Fang Pianqi suddenly sneezed, "Damn it! Who is scolding me? Let me know that I will not let him go.

While the three were talking, several flying swords hurriedly came. Xiyuan fixed his eyes and saw an old man in a white robe followed by a man and a woman flying towards them.

Suddenly, the man in white jumped off the flying sword, and then tightly grasped Fang Wenshan's hand and said, "Fourth brother, I haven't seen you for more than 20 years. I didn't expect you to be so fat."

Hearing the words of the man in white, both Xiyuan Waner next to him and a young man and a woman behind him couldn't help laughing.

How can we not see each other for more than 20 years? As soon as we meet, we will count other people's shortcomings.

Fang Wenshan smiled awkwardly: "Third brother, I haven't seen you for so many years, and you still like to count me."

The two looked at each other and then laughed at the same time.

"Bear by the way, third brother, this is the daughter of the fifth sister. How does she look like it!" Fang Wenshan pointed to Wan'er and said.

"Ao! I didn't expect the fifth sister's daughter to be so old. I remember the last time I saw them, it was only a full moon.

The girl who followed the man in white couldn't help looking at Wan'er carefully when she heard Fang Wenshan's words: Is this Shangguan Wan'er? He is so beautiful, why doesn't Brother Long care at all? Thinking of Ouyang Yuner's face, there was a trace of blush.

"Yun'er, Feng'er hasn't come to see the fourth uncle yet!" Ouyang Lie said to a man and a woman behind him.

Hearing their father's voice, the two said at the same time, "My nephew has met my fourth uncle!"

"Good! OK!" Fang Wenshan's face showed a smile. The fourth uncle couldn't scream for nothing, thinking that he took out two rings and said, "Good nephew, for the first time, the fourth uncle has nothing to give you. I spent 49 days to build these two rings. Although the space inside is not large, it is enough to store ordinary things. "

The two took the ring, and their faces showed joy at the same time. Things like storage rings are also extraordinary in the world of cultivation. Many leaders of small sects did not even have one. Unexpectedly, Fang Wenshan shot two, which was really generous.