Chapter 183

On the boundless barren grassland, the wind is bitterly cold and the snow is flying.

Rao was approaching dusk, the sky and the earth were still white, and it didn’t look so dim.

This is the wild desert next to Qintian County. After crossing this desert, you can be regarded as entering Qintian County.

The warriors of the empire were used to call them Mobei.

Perhaps Qin Tianjun’s location is too good, it has overcome the Feng Shui luck of the entire Great Qin Empire, and has absorbed the aura of this place.

There is no spring and autumn in Mobei, and the sky is full of yellow sand and dust in summer.

Winter is white snow, and the wind is bitter.

People from the north who want to go to the imperial capital will inevitably set foot on the desert of Mobei.

At this moment, a teenager vaguely walked out of the wind and snow. He led the horse and walked slowly, with a blue and white gown on his body, which was unusually neat, with no signs of snow.

It was just a little tired, and his thin clothes also made people worry about his body.

Innate martial artist, can withstand the severe cold with Ling Yuan.

But the snow in Mobei, which is most of the winter, has a deep soul, and it can’t last forever.

Can you stop it for three or five days, or two or three months?

The young man ignored him, his handsome and handsome face looked extremely cold in the snow and cold wind, adding a lot of sharpness.

Needless to say, the boy is naturally Lin Yun.

After bidding farewell to Ming Ye, he hurried along the official road towards the capital of the Great Qin Emperor.

It took two months to pass through dozens of big counties and came to this snowy Mobei.

The winter in Mobei came much earlier than the imperial capital.

Calculating the time, in another half a month, you can enter Qintian County and go to the imperial capital.

At that time, the imperial capital should be just in the winter, and this feather-like snow should also float to welcome the young leaders coming from all over the empire.

In the past two months, apart from hurrying and practicing.

Lin Yun’s time was spent thinking about the ancient bamboo slips that wrote the years like fire.

150,000 Xiantian Pills were almost exhausted by him, and there were less than 10,000 remaining.

With so many resources piled up, Ziyuan Sword Art finally broke through the fourth level and reached the astonishing fifth level.

When the burning purple iris flower blooms, it will open a full thirty petals.

The slender lines, smart lace, and burning purple inflammation make this purple iris flower amazingly beautiful.

The seemingly feminine appearance contains a mountain-like vigorous spiritual element, and now it is more and more difficult to make this purple iris flower turn.

But once it moved, Huaxin’s condensed sword light possessed the terrifying power of Lin Yun’s heart palpitations.

The cultivation base has not changed, but Lin Yun’s strength has increased by at least 30%.

But the real horror is the blood dragon horse.

These two goods swallowed the ancient demon pill that Lin Yun left for it, and their cultivation base advanced by leaps and bounds.

The seven congenital orifices, the single horns at the center of the eyebrows, have become more and more obvious.

It can only be said that this guy’s bloodline talent is too strong, if Lin Yun could have this bone, the cultivation base would have reached Qi Aperture long ago.

The blizzard kept on, one person and one horse, and the footprints left by them were quickly covered.

The sky was completely dark without going far.

Woo~ woo~ woo~

The night in Mobei is very dangerous, and monsters cry from time to time in the wind and snow. It seems to be far away, and it seems to be very close, which is more chilling than this cold night.

Lin Yun tightened his clothes tightly, and the look on his face became more cautious.

The Mobei Wasteland is absolutely safe during the day, but at night… it’s quite different.

Suddenly, Lin Yun paused and stopped.

Not far away, there was a half-covered corpse lying in the snow.

Most of his body was buried in the snow, motionless.

After setting foot on Mobei, Lin Yun saw many corpses in the snow.

Some were frozen to death, some were leftover eaten by monsters, and some died in the hands of casual cultivators…The Mobei Wasteland has never been a peaceful place. The environment is harsh, the monsters are fierce, and the human heart is more terrifying than the two.

Once entered Qintian County, it was considered peaceful.

Where the sects gather, there are many wealthy clans, and the royal army patrols, such incidents will never happen.

To die in this desert of Mobei, I have to say, it is a pity.

Lin Yun shook his head slightly, led the blood dragon horse, and continued to walk forward.

But just about to leave, I found that the man’s finger seemed to move.

Frowning slightly, Lin Yun thoughtfully, raising his hand, a ray of sword light flicked out.

laugh!

The sharp sword light made a piercing sound in the wind and snow, and shot towards the corpse.

The place where the sword light entered the corpse, almost rubbed the opponent’s body, and it could penetrate directly in a little bit.

The body that was buried by the snow still remained motionless.

Without hesitation, Lin Yun took a few steps forward and wiped the snow off the opponent. A slightly immature face was revealed, his face was pale, his breathing was steady, and he didn’t look like a dead person.

He looked like, but he was younger than himself at the age of fourteen or five.

Frozen? Still tired?

Not knowing whether it was the former or the latter, Lin Yun threw the opponent on the back of the blood dragon horse and continued on.

Half an hour later, a dilapidated temple appeared in Lin Yun’s eyes.

The broken temple wall seemed to collapse at any time in the violent storm and snow.

Barren mountains and snow, an abrupt temple.

If it were normal, Lin Yun would never go in, he had a thunder flame fighting body close to him. Even in this Mobei snowfield, blowing for more than half a month will not be a big problem.

But after looking at the young man on the horse, Lin Yun hesitated for a while and walked in with the horse.

Inside the ruined temple, the space is not small, with damp thatch everywhere.

The Buddhist vajra enshrined on the main seat, the gold paint has been peeled off, and there are some spider webs on the top of the head.

Sloshing sloshing!

The cold wind blew the temple gate and poured in a lot of wind and snow, causing the body that had just warmed up to tremble all over.

“close the door.”

Lin Yun was slightly taken aback by the sound that rang without warning, but he still did what he said.

After lighting the joss stick in front of the hall, Lin Yun discovered that it was in the corner of the ruined temple.

A bald-headed monk with a delicate face, holding a Buddhist bead, was knocking on the wooden fish.

There was too much snow in Shicai, and he didn’t hear the sound of wooden fish.

Putting the blood dragon horse into it, Lin Yun put the young man on the horse back down.

Taking local materials and lighting a bonfire, the temple suddenly became warmer.

The monk didn’t seem to see everything he did. He didn’t listen and asked, half-closed his eyes, knocking on the wooden fish.

The youth on the ground gradually turned red, opened his eyes soon, yawned, and stretched again.

It turned out to be as if he had just woke up, looked around, then looked at Lin Yun.

The young man smiled and said: “It’s rare, I was picked up by someone. My name is Li Wuyou, what is your name, eldest brother?”

The big brother’s call was quite smooth, and I don’t know if it was due to habit, or it was really when Lin Yun saved him.

Lin Yun didn’t have much dislike for this boy when he said that he didn’t hit the smiling man with his hand.

“Lin Yun.”

Smiled slightly and told the other party.

“Is there any wine?”

Li Wuyou looked at Lin Yun and continued to laugh.

“Have.”

Without much thought, Lin Yun took out a jar of monkey wine and handed it to the other party.

Gulong Gulong!

Li Wuyou picked up the jar and poured a few mouthfuls, saying, “Good wine. With this jar of wine, you big brother, I will hand it over. When you enter the Lingyun sword pavilion in the future, your big brother can cover me.”

Lin Yun raised his brows, his face changed slightly: “How did you know that I was going to the High Heaven sword pavilion?”

Li Wuyou smiled and said: “This ghostly weather is going to the imperial capital. I must be thinking about joining a few big sects. As for why the big brother will definitely enter the Lingxiao sword pavilion, hehe, the half-step sword intent of the big brother, I can’t hide it. Outsiders, can it be concealed from those who practice swords?”

Lin Yun relaxed a little. This Li Wuyou is not old, but his thoughts are quite meticulous.

“You also want to enter the High Heaven Sword Pavilion?”

Li Wuyou poured his mouth again, nodded and smiled: “That’s natural. I, Li Wuyou, will be the number one swordsman in Da Qin.”

Under the stamina of the monkey wine, the other side’s immature face was red.

With the slightly exaggerated tone, it made people laugh a little dumbfounded.

Squeak!

The two were chatting, the temple door was opened again and walked into a group of innate warriors. They are not too old, and they seem to have come together halfway through.

Looks young, but each has a deep cultivation base and a dignified aura.

“It’s really lucky to run into a temple in such a heavy snowstorm.”

“There is also a campfire.”

“Haha, I can get a solid sleep tonight.”

Seven or eight teenagers, fifteen or sixteen years old, had a lively discussion as soon as they entered the door.

“close the door!”

The bald monk, the abrupt voice sounded again.

The teenagers were just as shocked as when Lin Yun first came, but they still did what they were told.

When the temple door was closed, several teenagers greeted Lin Yun and Li Wuyou and sat around the bonfire.

They were all of the same age, and they rushed to the imperial capital for the four major sects to recruit disciples every winter.

There were a lot of topics to talk to each other, and the atmosphere became lively after a while.

The monk still looked at Muyu, indifferent, half-closed his eyes, did not raise his head.

When there are more people, Li Wuyou’s chatty character is exposed.

However, his long eyebrows are beautiful, his face is always full of smiles, but his tone is big, and he can always make everyone laugh.

“Li Wuyou, you want to be the number one swordsman in Daqin, what about Bai Lixuan?”

“I bet that if you enter the High Heaven sword pavilion, you will definitely be beaten to death if you will not survive a month.”

Several people teased Li Wuyou and teased him.

Li Wuyou smiled indifferently: “Before I become the number one swordsman, I won’t die, as to which sect you plan to go to.”

“I didn’t think about it. The four major sects are all very high. I don’t know if I can enter. Maybe I will go to Qin Tian Academy.”

“I really want to go to Moyue Villa. The background of this sect is the most mysterious, but I heard that they are all secretly recruiting people.”

“I want to go to Xuan Tianzong, the Liu Zong among the eight sons of the imperial capital belongs to Xuan Tianzong.”

“Lin Yun, why don’t you speak?”

Seeing that Lin Yun was silent, someone asked curiously.

Lin Yun smiled slightly, just about to speak, when the temple door was pushed roughly with a bang.

The wind and snow poured in, causing everyone to shudder. The three sturdy men came in with the wind and snow. He was full of sullen aura, full of hostility between his brows, and his cultivation reached an amazing innate seven orifices.

The suffocating aura on their bodies was almost condensed into substance, which changed the complexion of the youth in the temple.

In Mobei Sanxiu, four palpitating words appeared in everyone’s minds.

The headed man grinned at everyone at the campfire, looking hideous and terrifying.

“close the door.”

But just when he was about to speak, the monk knocking on Muyu, half-closed his eyes, spit out these two words again.

“Turn off your mother!”

The big man’s eyes flashed with anger, he drew out the short sword pinned to his waist, and shot it out with a sharp cold light.

The sword light flashed past, making people’s eyes too late to react.

“careful!”

Several teenagers suddenly screamed, never expecting the temper of Mobei Sanxiu to be so irritable.

If you don’t agree, you must kill someone!

Seeing that the dagger was about to be inserted into the bald monk’s mind, the muyu sound stopped abruptly.

The moment the sound stopped, the speed of the short sword that broke through the air suddenly dropped.

At that moment, it seemed that time had stopped.

The handsome bald monk smiled slightly, turned his head and easily caught this deadly dagger with amazing strength.

Silent, understatement.