Chapter 337: Snow Mountain
It was dark night, the sun and the moon were gone, the starry sky was far away and bright, and the colorful aurora above the sky was floating and falling.
In the night of the Far North, without the cover of the sun's rays, the temperature has dropped to the lowest level. Even a piece of hard iron can be frozen into powder. This is a temperature beyond the imagination of ordinary people. Some low-level monks dare not expose themselves directly to the howling cold wind.
A dozen miles away from the outskirts of the dense and vast forest, a dazzling fire flickered in the darkness.
Crackling!
The bonfire made of spiritual wood filled with special oil was burning fiercely. The golden-red spiritual flame radiated scorching heat. The violently rushing high-temperature particles were confined within a radius of ten feet, isolating the horrific low temperature from the outside world outside the barrier.
Five Feixue Sect disciples who looked listless sat cross-legged around the campfire with sad expressions. They kept gazing at the dense forest in the distance, hoping to see a fellow sister come out again.
Unfortunately, the reality is cruel. They have been waiting for three days and no one has come out.
"Second Senior Sister, Senior Senior Sister, and the others..."
"I saw that the eldest sister led away most of the spirit-eating beasts. Although the eldest sister has a high level of cultivation, facing the siege of those beasts, I am afraid that she will not be able to..."
The girl tightly grasped the sword in her hand, and fell silent as she spoke, her eyes slightly closed to hide the sadness in them.
The Second Senior Sister seemed to hear nothing and stared intently at the void in front of her.
A talisman carved from top-quality white jade was slowly rotating with bright spiritual light. Every quarter of an hour, a strange wave would spread out in all directions from the talisman.
This is a talisman used for detection and transmission of information. Any disciple of Feixue Sect can sense the special fluctuations within a radius of thousands of miles.
As the cold night slowly passed, the disappointment in Second Senior Sister's eyes grew stronger. After thinking for a moment, the disappointment instantly turned into determination.
The eldest sister is dead.
As the second senior sister, she must bring the remaining four junior sisters to the Ice and Snow Holy Palace!
"This is our last spiritual firewood. It can't survive another cold night. When the sun rises, we will set out for the Holy Palace of Ice and Snow immediately!"
The second sister retracted her gaze and spoke in an unquestionable tone.
"No, I won't leave! I want to wait for Senior Sister! Senior Sister and the others will definitely be fine. Wait a little longer, wait a little longer, they will come out soon! Woo woo—"
"Yes, Second Senior Sister, we agreed to join the Ice and Snow Sacred Palace together!"
The second sister's eyebrows trembled, her slender hands tightly grasped the blue sword, and she felt a slight pain in her heart.
"Shut up!"
"Do you want the elder sister and the others to die in vain? Three days have passed, three cold nights have passed, don't you understand in your hearts that the elder sister and the younger sisters are all dead!"
The illusions of the junior sisters were ruthlessly torn apart. The sad atmosphere became more depressing. The five of them were silent. Only the suppressed sobs of the seventh junior sister were faintly heard in the howling cold wind.
Crunch! Crunch! The sound of the snow being trampled slowly reached the ears of the five people from far away.
Second Senior Sister was stunned. These footsteps...
Not a monster!
The true essence turned into a giant hand holding the bonfire. The five figures flashed and rushed towards the direction where the sound came from. The light drove away the darkness, and a staggering figure squeezed out from the shadows.
Lan Ling was wrapped in thick monster fur, and the spiritual light shield was looming, like a dying candle, which was about to break under the erosion of the cold wind.
“Senior Sister…”
Bang! Lan Ling fell to the ground, her long eyelashes covered with blue icicles, and her purple face, which was covered with countless fine cracks, slowly showed a reassuring smile.
"Junior sister!"
"Blue Spirit!"
Feeling himself being embraced in a warm embrace, Bai Donglin couldn't help but sigh in his heart. The tragedy of the world is happening all the time, and this is just a small part of it.
Death is not the end.
Please accept my condolences to your senior and junior sisters. With my help, you will have no problem in reincarnation and will have a more wonderful life in the next life!
…
Seven days later, under the sacred mountain of ice and snow.
After a long journey, the six people from Feixue Sect braved the wind and snow and finally arrived at the last stop - Ice City! Ice City is located under the Ice and Snow Divine Mountain, stretching for thousands of miles. It is the largest city in the Far North, with a population of hundreds of millions, and almost all of them are cultivators.
There is no soil for mortals to survive in the Far North.
Lan Ling and her five senior sisters walked on the bustling and lively streets, looking around, extremely curious about the customs of this exotic land of ice and snow.
Woohoo——
A humming sound came from afar. A train made entirely of extremely cold-resistant dark blue metal, with dozens of huge carriages connected together, passed through the void above the heads of the crowd. There were rune tracks underneath it and it was moving at an extremely fast speed.
"Second Sister, what is this?"
Lan Ling opened her eyes wide and pointed at the dark blue train whizzing past. In the blink of an eye, the train turned into a blue shadow and disappeared.
"Haha, that's the Flowing Light Divine Vehicle, a means of transportation created by the Ice and Snow Holy Palace. The Far North Region is very special. The teleportation array it built consumes several times more energy than other realms."
“So, generally speaking, if there is no emergency, all cultivators in the Far North Region will ride the Flowing Light Divine Chariot when traveling.”
The second senior sister held Lan Ling's hand tightly and explained seriously that the sadness in the expressions of the five people from Feixue Sect was no longer visible.
It was Lan Ling’s final appearance that dispelled the sadness in their hearts.
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In fact, the bigger reason was Bai Donglin. It was his unconscious will that affected their emotions.
"Let's go. We also need to take the Flowing Light Divine Chariot to the test site. Even though the Ice and Snow Divine Mountain is right in front of us, it's actually still far away."
"This is the highest and largest sacred mountain in the Far North!"
Several people nodded in agreement, then quickened their pace and walked into a tall and strange building.
This cylindrical building has a wide platform hall in the middle with openings on all four sides. It is crowded with people, no less than tens of thousands, all of whom are monks waiting to ride on the Flowing Light Divine Chariot.
Woohoo——
The divine car ran very frequently, and the crowd did not have to wait long. After paying the spirit stones, the six people successfully boarded the flowing divine car bound for the foot of the Ice and Snow Divine Mountain.
The carriage looks only a few dozen meters in size, but it is actually quite spacious inside. The space has been expanded, and each passenger has a private room of about 100 square meters, which is extremely luxurious.
Bai Donglin narrowed his eyes slightly, and his divine sense had silently covered everything in the divine car, instantly taking in the information of all the passengers.
Ninety-nine percent of them were young monks like them, and as expected, they were also going to take the entrance examination of the Ice and Snow Holy Palace.
The Holy Palace's once-a-century assessment ceremony is the biggest event for young monks in the Far North. Any young person with a little bit of aspirations will come from afar to try their luck.
This is the case with the disciples of Feixue Sect. Feixue Sect is located in a small area next to the Far North Region and is one of the many "eyes" of the Ice and Snow Holy Palace. These dozen or so disciples are the most outstanding and talented disciples in the past hundred years.
They were originally escorted by the elders of the sect, but unfortunately they encountered a hostile sect on the way. After a fierce battle, they fled in panic into the dense forest where spirit-eating beasts existed.
As the "eyes" of the Ice and Snow Holy Palace, the Feixue Sect has a fixed number of 20 assessment quotas. Just like the Ice and Snow Holy Palace only accepts female disciples, the Holy Palace also only recruits female disciples.
This is also the reason why Bai Donglin had no choice but to transform into a blue spirit.
If there is any possibility, he doesn't want to wear women's clothes!
"Lan Ling, you have the best talent among us, and you have the best chance of passing the Saint Palace test. While there is still time, hurry up and practice!"
"Hehe, yes, little junior sister, if you successfully pass the assessment, even if we can't become formal disciples, we can still borrow your influence and become an outer disciple!"
A few people looked at Lan Ling with a childish face and couldn't help but joked that in fact their talents were not bad. After all, they were geniuses from a certain realm that had been searched out within a hundred years. Although the assessment of the Holy Palace was difficult, it was still far inferior to those of the real holy land forces.
"Well, don't worry, Senior Sister, I will definitely pass the test!"
Bai Donglin nodded seriously, but muttered to himself in his heart, with him taking action, there would be no entry test in this world that he could not pass!
He also had no plans to bide his time. From the intelligence he had gathered, he learned that ordinary disciples did not have the opportunity to enter the temple to bathe in the holy water. Only the top ten in the assessment would be granted the opportunity.
After playing around for a while, they all slowly closed their eyes and immersed themselves in cultivation.
Woohoo——
The Flowing Divine Chariot turned into a blue divine light, whizzing along the rune track, breaking through the wind and snow, and rapidly approaching the towering sacred mountain at the end.
(End of this chapter)