173、When floating one big white

  After the farewell, everyone said what they could say. Jiang Shang asked, "Ye Shidi, now that you are a disciple of a famous family, why did you come to this harsh land in the Far North?"

  "This... I won't hide it from you, Jiang Shixiong, I'm traveling down the mountain. The Zheng Fa Sect and my Xuan Qing Men both belong to the Daoist school, so I came to the extreme north to take a look." This sentence is half true and half false. As for going out to travel, there's nothing wrong with saying that, but as for entering the Zi Wei Palace and such opportunities, it's not convenient to say too much.

  Jiang Shang Hang naturally didn't know what she was hiding, and hearing her say this, he simply nodded. This was very normal, as most disciples of the Dà Mén Pài had to go out and gain experience before advancing in rank, lest they fail due to insufficient mental preparation when advancing. Méi Tiān Gē was currently at the mid-stage of foundation building, and according to the rules, she should come out and gain some experience, which would help her break through to the late stage of foundation building.

  "Where is Jiang Shixiong? Why isn't he in Zheng Fa Zong?"

  Jiang Shang Hang smiled, but didn't immediately respond. A hint of hesitation flashed across his eyes. He slowly said: "I won't hide it from you, with my talent, after building the foundation, it's very difficult to make progress in cultivation. So, I don't often stay within the sect, and frequently go out to search for spiritual herbs and refine elixirs. Otherwise, with my talent, it would be really...". He paused, then continued: "This time when I left the sect, I also had this intention. Don't look at the vast snowy plains of the extreme north, but actually there are many good things here, depending on whether others can find them or not."

  Moye looked at Jiang's enigmatic smile and couldn't help but ask: "Could it be that Brother Jiang knows..."

  Jiang Shanghang still smiled: "If Ye Shidi is interested, we can talk about it later. Since Ye Shidi has arrived at the Extreme North, I should also do my best as a host and treat him well."

  Looking at Jiang Shang's change of subject, Mo Tian Ge knew he still wanted to talk about it, so he didn't ask and nodded along with his words: "Then thank you, Brother Jiang. In this unfamiliar northern land, having Brother Jiang's hospitality is the best."

  Jiang Shanghao laughed twice, then said: "Ye Shidi, I think you're also very tired. Why don't we rest first? After you've rested enough, we can discuss some cultivation matters or take a look at the scenery of the Far North together."

  "Sorry to trouble you, Jiang Shixiong."

  Jiang Shanghang smiled and nodded, raising his voice to shout: "Come in!"

  After a while, the woman who had brought tea earlier lifted the door curtain and entered the house, making a bow: "Does the immortal have any instructions?"

  "Bring out the guest's bill and treat this friend of mine well."

  The woman looked at Mo Tian Ge and said, "Yes." Then she walked to Mo Tian Ge's side, bowed respectfully, and made a inviting gesture, "Miss, please follow me."

  Mo Tian Ge nodded at Jiang Shang Hang again and then stood up to follow the woman out of the ice house.

  This mortal woman led him on a detour and entered an ice house not far away. This ice house was similar to the one where Jiang Shang was, also with a small outer hall, and inside there were door curtains separating the bedroom. The extremely northern ice houses were inconvenient for making doors, seemingly all using animal hides as door curtains to separate.

  After bringing her here, this mortal woman bowed respectfully: "The fairy is resting here, if there's anything, just call out loudly."

  "Hmm." Mo Tian Ge sized up this small ice hut.

  After another bow, this mortal woman withdrew.

  The stranger's song had moved Rou's heart, and she felt extremely exhausted, but she still carefully set up a defensive formation inside the house. She had just entered the Void Sky Realm.

  In Jin country, discovered the spiritual energy fluctuation, chased to Jiuling Mountain Wind Valley, then entered the Purple Mansion, and finally was transmitted by the transmission array to the extreme north ice river. In fact, it was only three or four days. Three or four days, for a foundation-building cultivator, is not considered anything, but after going through too many things, she felt mentally exhausted.

  Having entered the Void Sky Realm, she was finally safe. She didn't want to do anything, so she simply lay down and slept soundly.

  When she slowly woke up, it was already unknown what time it was. Recalling her experience in the Ziwei Palace, she took out two stone-carved figurines, the Xuanji Formation Book and the Sunlight Stone from the Qiankun Bag.

  In the Zǐwēi Palace, she obtained a total of five items. The Cloud Treading Boots were already on her body, that unknown piece of ore she couldn't recognize, but it definitely wasn't an ordinary object, so she put it away first. The other three items were in front of her now.

  These two stone statues are the late-stage foundation-building cultivators, and the Purple Mansion's scattered people left in her mind the driving method that tells her that these statues will automatically absorb the surrounding spiritual energy. As long as there is spiritual energy, they can be active forever. Two late-stage foundation-building helpers, for her now, have increased her strength by more than half. If driven well, cultivators below the formation of elixir, she has nothing to fear.

  There is also the solar stone, which can produce true sun fire according to Fang Zhengdao's words, and it can be used for alchemy. This time, in order to ensure Zhenji's safety, she left Xiao Huo by Zhenji's side. The foundation-building cultivator's dantian true fire was insufficient, and they were short of suitable elixir fire, which happened to be convenient.

  The most important thing is the Xuanji Formation Book. She had personally witnessed the power of the illusion formation in the Purple Mansion, and that was because the Purple Mansion's master had shown mercy. If he hadn't, it would have been a truly terrifying formation. In this case, if she could master the Xuanji Formation Book, to say the least, with proper preparation, she could take on multiple opponents alone, and even when facing high-level cultivators, she wouldn't be without a way to save her life.

  Immerse your divine consciousness in Yu Jian, just about to start studying the mysterious array book, but heard a voice coming from outside the Void Heaven: "Fairy, fairy?"

  Moy Tian Ge pressed his brow, emerging from the Void Heaven Realm. He opened up the formation and said, "Come in!"

  Someone lifted the outer door curtain and came in, stopping outside the inner door. Then it was the voice of the woman from yesterday: "Immortal maiden, our immortal master has invited you; I don't know if you are convenient to meet?"

  It turned out that Jiang Shanghang wanted to see her. Mo Tian Ge nodded: "I know, I'll go now."

  The woman bowed again and led her back to the ice house of yesterday.

  As soon as she lifted the door curtain, Jiang Shanghang was already waiting for her in the hall. Seeing her come in, he stood up to greet her: "Young Master Ye, I hope I'm not disturbing you?"

  Mo Tian Ge smiled and said: "No, I'm just idle with nothing to do."

  Jiang Shanghuan smiled and said: "That's good. Ye Shidi, yesterday I said I'd take you to see the northern scenery, today the weather is fine, how about going out for a walk?"

  "Good." The host invited him, what reason is there to refuse?

  The two came out of the ice house and in the midst of the tribe's worship, they mounted their respective flying instruments and flew into the air.

  Below, ordinary people looked up to them with admiration and respect. Even a mother was seen holding her three or four-year-old child and instructing him, "Xiao Feng, look! This is an immortal master! The immortal master said you have spiritual roots, although they're not very good, but you can still cultivate. Cultivate well and when you grow up, you'll be able to fly like the immortal master!"

  Jiang Shang Hang also heard this and smiled at her: "That child only has a Five Spiritual Roots, but he can still cultivate. All the hopes of the fallen people are on him!"

  Mo Tian Ge was somewhat surprised: "This tribe only has a few hundred people, right? Jiang Shixiong, you said you came to this tribe because their Xian Shi had fallen, and now there's another child with a spiritual root. How is it that the probability of them producing spiritual roots seems so high?"

  "Not bad, I was surprised when I first came here too." Jiang Shang said, "The mortals of the extreme north have a much higher probability of producing spiritual roots than those in the central plains, almost comparable to the Kunwu's immortal families. In a tribe of several hundred people, one person with spiritual roots can be produced. However, their spiritual roots are generally worse, and it is rare for them to produce three or more spiritual root cultivators. Moreover, the lifespan of their cultivators is also shorter than that of the Kunwu people."

  "Oh..."

  "I guess it's because of the special environment in the Far North, they need the protection of monks, so slowly, their monks are more than Kunwu. However, there are good and bad things, the price is that the lifespan of their monks is shorter than Kunwu."

  It makes sense to say so. In ancient times, there was a popular argument that only the fittest could survive through natural selection. Facts have also verified this principle, and those who have been passed down have adapted to changes in the environment, while those who are not adaptable have become extinct.

  That day, the weather was as good as Jiang Shang said, with the sun shining brightly in the sky and casting a warm glow on my skin. The glacier under the sunlight refracted into a kaleidoscope of colors, dazzlingly beautiful like a rainbow.

  The heavenly song flies under the sky, looking down, it only feels like a vast expanse of crystal glaciers, with rainbow after rainbow hanging between them, truly intoxicating the heart and soul.

  Jiang Shanghuan turned his head and saw her expression, smiling: "Does Ye Shidi also think that the scenery of the extreme north is very beautiful?"

  Mo Tian Ge nodded, and couldn't help but praise: "The world is so vast, with each place having its own unique beauty. The Kunwu Mountains are majestic, this northernmost glacier, the endless expanse of white snow, is also breathtakingly magnificent."

  "Not bad." Jiang Shanghao's face was filled with pride, "I came to the extreme north and only then did I realize how vast the world is. Why be confined to one mountain and one person? The Jiang family treated me poorly, so I left. With the world being so big, isn't there a place for me to settle down? In such a wonderful world, why should I be disheartened just because of the Jiang family's poor treatment of me?"

  "That's right." Mo Tian Ge couldn't help but applaud, "Brother Jiang has such a broad mind, if there was wine, I'd definitely pour a big cup for you."

  "Haha!" Jiang Shanghang laughed towards the sky, took out a small bottle of wine from his bosom and tossed it to her, "You wanted wine, isn't this it?"

  The stranger handed over the wine, saw him take out another bottle from his bosom and open it, with a heroic and unrestrained manner. He couldn't help but feel a surge of heroism himself, also pulled out the cork, and clinked glasses with him: "Let's toast to Brother Jiang, reborn and renewed, not the same as before."

  "A toast to our narrow escape from death, a toast to our reunion after all these years, a toast to the vastness of heaven and earth, and a toast to our bright future."

  Having said that, they both drank up their cups.

  Throwing away the wine bottle, Jiang Shang let out a sigh: "In the extreme north for over a decade, I didn't think of returning to Kunwu. Here is peaceful and happy, although there are occasional disputes, daily hardships, but it's better than Kunwu where people's hearts are unpredictable, calculating every day."

  "Is that so?" Meng Tian Ge gazed into the distance, the vast snowy plain stretching out endlessly, empty and desolate with only the calls of wild beasts. She too wanted such a carefree day, but for now, at Xuan Qing Gate, everything was fine - she had her mentor, friends, and family, all of which were more important to her.

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