Chapter 337 Bathing God
As the saying goes, a horse will die if it runs too high.
The Lion Army marched for seven or eight days but still didn't reach the middle of Mount Paektu.
The cold wind blew on their faces like a knife, and the snow gradually became waist-deep. The soldiers could only lead their horses forward and use the knives in their hands to explore the way ahead.
Yun Chen was holding a dog-beating stick in her hand. Without the Blood-Drinking Sword, she felt uncomfortable holding anything and always felt uneasy.
Ye Yan was also an expert in swordsmanship, so he naturally knew Yun Chen's difficulties.
This time when he came back from Youzhou, he specially collected more than a dozen good swords. Yun Chen tried them one by one, but unfortunately none of them were suitable for him and they always fell short of the mark.
She carried the Blood-Drinking Sword, of which only the hilt and half of the blade were left, on her back, and thought of Jiang Ming again, feeling empty and uncomfortable in her heart.
"Chen'er, the Yin Yue sword can also be used. You used it very well in the past." Huo Gannian stuffed the Yin Yue sword to Yun Chen for the hundred and eightyth time.
Yun Chen also refused for the 180th time:
"If I take the Hidden Moon, you won't have anything to use. It will still be dangerous in a fight. Forget it."
At this time, Buyan came up with a bad idea. He twisted his hips in the snow and swam over from behind with great effort, saying:
"How about finding a good blacksmith to melt Yin Yue and Yin Xue together and make two new swords? That way, the young master and A Chen will both have swords, what do you think?"
When Ye Yan heard this, he almost laughed out of anger. He opened his mouth and took a big gulp of Fengxue, coughed twice and said:
"With that little iron, you're still going to make two swords? Just two barbecue skewers? Besides, can an average blacksmith make such good swords? Don't let Yin Yue, the young master, and Achen be left without weapons."
"That's right." Buyan began to ponder: "What should we do? We are about to fight Luojiang, and Achen cannot do without a sword. Although Achen is a master of swordsmanship, weapons are like brothers, brothers are like limbs, and women are like clothes. Clothes can be changed, but brothers cannot be changed. No, I mean the sword cannot be changed. This will greatly affect Achen's performance..."
Perhaps even God couldn't stand the silent nagging anymore, and the wind and snow became stronger and stronger, blowing snow blocks from the mountain from time to time, hitting everyone's heads.
Yun Chen grabbed a handful of snow and threw it into Buyan's mouth:
"Just be quiet. There's not even a ghost in this area within a hundred miles. Who's going to fight me with the sword?"
"Who said that? There are no ghosts, but there are human figures." Bu Yan pointed to the mountainside, "Look, there is a Taoist temple over there, with lights on!"
Everyone looked at it, their eyes almost popping out, but they didn't see any "Taoist temple" or "fire".
Ye Yan touched Buyan's head and asked, "Are you sick? Are you having a fever and talking nonsense? Are you hallucinating?"
Bu Yan pushed Ye Yan's hand away and said, "Oh! I'm the first place in the Feifu exam! There's a part that requires counting the feathers of flying birds. My eyesight is very good! Look carefully!"
After looking and looking, the team walked up the mountain for more than an hour before Yun Chen could barely see that there was indeed a faint yellow spot the size of a needle tip halfway up the mountain.
If Bu Yan hadn't pointed it out to her again and again, she wouldn't have noticed it at all, let alone been able to see clearly what Taoist temple it was.
Yun Chen and Huo Gannian looked at each other, then looked at Huo Luyu at the same time, and they understood each other's meaning tacitly.
In the entire team, all the girls that Rong Yi loved stayed in Nan Country and were settled in the city. The people also received their silver and dispersed. Now only Huo Luyu is left.
Huo Gannian asked her to go back to Kyoto, but she said no and wanted to kill the Black Scale Cavalry.
Yun Chen asked her to find a place she liked and wait for the Lion Army to return there, but she refused and said she would leave after killing 173 Black Scale Cavalrymen.
I really don't know who gave Huo Luyu such arrogance and confidence, making her think that she can go to the battlefield after practicing cutting snowmen for a few days.
Huo Gannian and Yun Chen have been thinking about finding a safe place to keep Huo Luyu there.
Now we are about to cross Mount Paektu, but the surroundings are so desolate that there is not even a village.
If there really is a Taoist temple halfway up the mountain, then it would be perfect to leave Huo Luyu there and then notify someone to pick her up.
After exchanging glances with Yun Chen, Huo Gannian used the excuse of exploring the way and ordered Rong Yi and Luo Dongdong to continue leading the army to climb the snow-capped mountains. The two of them took Huo Luyu, Ye Yan and Buyan, and the five of them went to the Taoist temple.
The wind got stronger as they got closer to the top of the mountain. Ye Yan and Buyan were at the front exploring the way.
Buyan's body was thin and he was swaying in the wind. Ye Yan held his hand like a human kite.
Huo Gannian and Yun Chen walked behind, Yun Chen holding Huo Gannian with his left hand and Huo Luyu with his right hand.
Both sides have similar temperaments and similar resentful faces.
Yun Chen once again faced this indescribable entanglement and separation.
She stared at the road beneath her feet, her head held straighter than a flagpole, not looking around at anyone, praying to reach the Taoist temple quickly.
The five people supported each other and climbed up against the fierce cold wind.
After only a few dozen feet, the five men were already panting.
In the end, Huo Luyu's consciousness was a little fuzzy, and he had to rely on Yun Chen to lead the way.
Needless to say, it has been a difficult journey.
As the sky grew darker, the pinpoint-sized dim light became more and more noticeable and larger.
The five people finally arrived at the Taoist temple before dark.
It is called a Taoist temple, but in fact it is more like a small temple. It is dug in a cave halfway up the mountain and built with stones and dead wood. There is no decoration at all. It is as simple to the extreme as the snow-capped mountain, and also as majestic and beautiful to the extreme, like a resting place for immortals to practice.
But what is strange is that the temple gate does not seem to be of conventional design.
All three doors were carved out of huge, heavy blocks of ice into hollow shapes. They were narrow at the bottom and wide at the top, with extremely high doorheads extending into the mountain wall.
Bu Yan took a few steps back, looked around for a moment, and asked:
"I see this non-monk-like figure, but why does he look like a large lantern?"
After hearing Bu Yan's description, the others also took a few steps back to see, and it was indeed true.
The whole temple looks like a huge wind lantern embedded in the mountain wall. The dim warm light overflows from the ice-carved gate, illuminating the ice gate with brilliance, as if lighting the way forward for people walking in the dark night.
Ye Yan went forward and knocked on the door, but no one answered. He pushed hard, but the door didn't budge.
The five searched around the door but couldn't find any other entrance. They only found a stone tablet hidden under the snow, with a few large characters written in elegant calligraphy:
Bathing God.
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