Chapter 325: I only Envy Mandarin Ducks but Not Immortals

Wang Chen raised his head and looked at the mountain peaks in front of him.

The upper part of this 3,000-foot-high peak is surrounded by large clouds and fog, making it impossible to see the whole thing.

Starting from the lower part of the mountainside, the mountain surface is covered with white snow, and the exposed rocks are rugged, like a giant beast covered with spots.

The monks who went up the mountain chose different climbing paths, and they soon disappeared.

Some people choose to take long detours to avoid the most dangerous parts of the mountain.

They obviously did not take the ferryman's warning to heart and felt that their luck was not that bad.

But Wang Chen undoubtedly went to test his luck. He did not think that the monk named Xu was deceiving him, so he embarked on the difficult journey over Baimao Peak.

After climbing over a hundred feet, the surrounding temperature suddenly dropped, and the howling mountain wind brought a bone-chilling chill.

After a while, ice needles as thin as a hair appeared on the surface of the robes worn by Wang Chen and Li Yian, and they were densely packed and numerous!

This kind of wind is also called white-haired wind!

There is a white-haired wind on the White-haired Peak. Anyone who wants to climb this mountain must first face its test.

Wang Chen and Li Yian were both monks of the Zifu, and they had already cultivated to the point where they were invulnerable to cold and heat. Although the white-haired wind looked strange, it basically posed no threat to them.

However, as the altitude increased, the white-haired wind not only showed no signs of stopping, but instead became more violent and severe.

The cold breath penetrated the robe and penetrated into the skin of Wang Chen and Li Yian.

If it were an ordinary person or a low-level Qi-training monk, blown by such a white-haired wind, he would be frozen into an ice sculpture in the blink of an eye!

Li Yian had to take out an animal skin coat and put it on, and blessed himself with a protective spell.

Otherwise she wouldn't be able to hold on.

In contrast, Wang Chen, who had cultivated to the fifth level of Tianlong Vajra Zhengfa, neither put on any clothes nor wore any body protection. He relied entirely on his unparalleled physique and extremely strong qi and blood to block the invading cold force. Outside.

In turn, the white-haired wind continued to stimulate his skin membrane, which had a certain tempering effect on his body.

However, when they got closer to the mountainside, the white-haired wind became more violent, and the strong wind carried frost and raging, so that Wang Chen had to activate the Tianlong Vajra Zhengfa to resist the stronger cold invasion.

His body radiated surging heat, forming a Qi-blood barrier outside his body.

Li Yian, who was following Wang Chen, felt this very clearly. Wang Chen was like a furnace, so she couldn't help but get closer and greedily absorb the warmth from the former.

Wang Chen simply grabbed Li Yian's waist and led her towards the top of the mountain.

But the higher you go, the more powerful the natural power of heaven and earth becomes.

Wang Chen had to slow down.

"ah!"

Li Yian suddenly screamed, showing a hint of shock.

I saw a frozen corpse leaning against a rock not far away.

The surface of the corpse was "covered" with "white hair", and its legs and feet were partially covered by thick snow. The posture when it fell to the ground was very twisted and weird, and its extremely pale face could barely distinguish what it looked like before birth.

Wang Chen recognized that the other party was a member of the mountain climbing team, but he did not expect to die on the road so soon.

The level of Bai Maofeng is indeed not that easy to pass!

Wang Chen held Li Yian's delicate hand tightly and used his own body temperature to resolve the chill in her body.

Then move on.

Not long after, the two discovered the second and third bodies...

But these two corpses have nothing to do with the team that broke into the mountain. They died here many years ago, and no one has collected them yet.

This is actually normal. Even the monks of Zifu have to be careful not to be careless when facing Baimaofeng. How can they be interested in helping others collect corpses!

In such an environment, cremation and salvation are not possible.

Of course Wang Chen didn't mind his own business and led Li Yian around these corpses.

It was getting dark.

The two of them only climbed a few hundred feet. Even if they didn't reach the highest peak, it would still take a long time to climb over this majestic and steep mountain.

Seeing that the surrounding temperature continued to drop with the arrival of night, Wang Chen stopped moving forward as expected.

He chose a leeward position and began to dig out a large rock.

This exposed rock is connected to the mountain and is extremely hard. Wang Chen used the cultivation level of the first-level Zifu to use the Dzogchen-level mud and stone technique. It took him more than half an hour to dig out a rock that could accommodate two people. A cave to stay in.

Then he used the excavated mud and stones to make a stone door and sealed the entrance tightly.

Only two ventilation holes are left.

It was completely dark at this time, so Li Yian took out an obsidian lamp and hung it on the cave wall.

Then she took out a thick velvet blanket, as well as desks, tea sets, stone stoves, bowls and chopsticks and other items.

Like a virtuous wife preparing dinner.

When the soup base in the pot boils, fresh ingredients are put into the copper pot one by one, and the hot mist rises. Wang Chen looks at the charming female nun beside him, and feels a sense of joy and peace in his heart.

No matter how the wind and snow raged outside, this small grotto seemed like a peaceful haven, bringing warmth and safety to the two of them.

After drinking and eating, Wang Chen and Li Yian rolled down on the carpet and practiced the "Su Yin Huan Zhen Hehe Secret Technique".

The two have already cooperated extremely well, so the results of their training are very good.

When the clouds and rain stopped, Li Yian leaned lazily in Wang Chen's arms and suddenly said: "My real name is not Li Yian."

Wang Chen nodded.

He was not surprised at all, because Li Yian went to the West Sea Spiritual Realm to escape the pursuit of the sect.

It was strange that she used her real name!

Seeing that Wang Chen did not react much, Li Yian stretched out a slender jade finger and gestured on his chest: "Qingxi, my real name is Li Qingxi."

"Well, I remember it."

Wang Chen touched her long hair.

What he remembered was Li Yian/Li Qingxi, as for the name, it didn't matter at all.

"After passing the White Hair Peak, I will leave you."

Li Yian, Li Qingxi said faintly: "Is there anything else you want to know?"

Wang Chen was silent for a while, then asked: "Can you stay?"

Li Qingxi blinked, blinking away the wet marks on her eyelashes, and a shallow dimple appeared on her cheek: "Then do you want me to stay?"

Wang Chen did not answer directly.

He raised his hand, used his fingers as a pen, turned magic power into ink, and wrote four lines of poetry out of thin air.

Ten miles of Pinghu Lake is full of frost, and every inch of black hair is worried about the prime of life. Looking at each other alone in the moon shape, I only envy the mandarin ducks and not the immortals!

Li Qingxi stared at this poem for a long time.

He was actually infatuated for a while.

At this moment, the wind and snow outside are even stronger and more violent.

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The second update is here.