Chapter 732: Suzaku Sacrifice, only East Wind Is Missing

Dugu Lou did not say where he was going, but went north all the way, and happened to be on the same road with Li Changxiao. The two of them rarely talked on the road, and Dugu Lou walked in front alone, braving the cold wind, and every step was extremely difficult. Li Changxiao was seven or eight feet behind him, following his footprints.

When they reached the depths of a snowy mountain, Dugu Lou's beard had turned white from the cold. Suddenly one day, he stopped, showing a satisfied look, and then sat cross-legged on the ground, chanting profound Buddhist teachings.

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He was hunched over, swaying in the wind and snow, but like a pine tree facing the wind, he never fell. The Buddhist sound became smaller and smaller. When Li Changxiao walked to his side, he could no longer hear it. He sniffed his breath and was shocked to find that this Buddhist had passed away in the wind and snow.

The cold wind was biting.

Li Changxiao knew that Dugu Lou had no intention of living for a long time, but he didn't know that he died so suddenly. After Dugu Lou died, his face was half happy, half sad, and half pitying, which was really complicated.

He swept his consciousness and found that a group of snow ants were sitting dead under Dugu Lou. This kind of snow ant is a unique product of the polar region and lives in the ice and snow. The whole body is black and red, and likes to eat carrion.

Li Changxiao didn't know whether Dugu Lou sat on the snow ants to death by coincidence or intentional. Dugu Lou died suddenly, but naturally. He started from Washe Village, crossed the swamps and mountains of the Green Region, walked in the wind and snow, and died in the wind and snow. Li Changxiao pondered for a moment, bypassed Dugu Lou's body, and then went on his own way.

Dugu Lou's road has come to an end here, but Li Changxiao's road is far from over. He can't stop, and he won't stop. Li Changxiao took out the mountain and sea notes in his arms in the wind and snow, and wrote down what he saw and heard recently in the booklet.

In the whistling cold wind, he turned around and saw that the great monk of that generation of boundless Buddhist Dharma was covered with snow and frost, looking to the north. He sat on the ground and died suddenly, but only a few snow ants died sitting on it.

Li Changxiao thought to himself: "What is his way? What is the step I missed?" Looking at the corpse from a distance, Li Changxiao vaguely understood something, but he couldn't tell why. Finally, he walked farther and farther and disappeared at the end of the wind and snow.

Long after he left.

Several people in black robes followed the footprints. The wind and snow were so strong that the footprints should not last long. Li Changxiao's footprints had long been worn away by the wind and snow, but Dugu Lou's footprints were still clearly visible.

The black-robed men were all delighted when they saw Dugu Lou. They quickly walked to Dugu Lou's side. After confirming that he was dead, they all cheered: "Suzaku sacrifices to Dao, just waiting for the east wind."

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The extreme region is rarely visited by people, and all you can see is ice and snow. The plum blossom that Li Changxiao picked was inserted into the scabbard, standing proudly in the snow, blooming in the wind, and it was really beautiful.

Li Changxiao teased Meihua, starting from the inn, and followed Mei Sanniang's footsteps all the way to the extreme region. At this moment, against the raging wind and snow, Li Changxiao sighed softly. At the moment when every inch of his skin was scraped by the cold wind, he could vaguely feel the bleakness left in the air.

He found a palace.

The spiritual energy was exhausted, and countless forces disbanded. The Xue Sect in the extreme region was no exception. The name of the Xue Sect was well-known, and it was deeply involved with the Dao Sect.

Tang Shen, the second in command of the Xue Sect, is not only the disciple of Zhang Kuiyi, the former leader of the Dao Sect, but also the leader of the White Tiger Altar of the Ji E Sect. In addition, the Fengxue Venerable discovered by Li Changxiao before was also from the Xue Sect and was an elder of the Xue Sect.

Li Changxiao had been involved with the Xue Sect without knowing it. At this moment, he crossed the iceberg and saw the ruins of the Xue Sect. He walked in naturally.

The ruins of the Xue Sect are boundless, like a fairyland standing in the wind and snow, majestically standing, and the buildings are all gray and white. Even though it has been abandoned for nearly a thousand years, the murderous aura can still drive away those with shallow Taoism.

Li Changxiao stepped into it and saw a footprint, which was obviously from Mei Sanniang. She left the footprint intentionally, probably to tell someone that she had been here before.

Li Changxiao held a long sword in his hand, and his consciousness was released to several feet around him. Wherever he walked, every inch and every hair could not escape his eyes. All that was left was ruins, with only buildings in the wind and snow.

Going deeper, the divine sense was no longer useful. The building material was replaced with "spiritual stones". Forcing the divine sense to explore would hurt the mind. It would be better to observe with the eyes.

This was how he visited the ruins for three days.

Li Changxiao gained a lot. Some of the books and insights of the Xuezong's magic were put into his pocket. In the future, he would seriously comprehend them when he had free time. Some of them were just glanced over by him, leaving an impression in his heart.

This was how it went for another three days.

In the Xuezong ruins, there were more and more traces of Mei Sanniang. Li Changxiao followed the traces to find her, picked up the remaining dream fragments along the way, and gradually knew. The woman who was famous for her coquettishness also changed her previous playful mood when she came here. There were also thousands of emotions changing in her heart.

In a deep bedroom.

Li Changxiao found a portrait. The person in the painting was seven points similar to Mei Sanniang. Especially the eyebrows, but just looking at the temperament in the painting, the person in the painting is gentle and virtuous. Not Mei Sanniang's hot and unrestrained, obviously not the same person.

Behind the portrait, Li Changxiao found a notebook. He opened the notebook, and an ancient story gradually emerged in front of him.

Zhang Kuiyi, the former leader of the Taoist sect, had a disciple named Mu Chengfeng, who was Su Qianqiu's senior brother. The path he walked was called the Love Dream Path. Few people in the world walked this path. Only people with the most passionate and natural emotions could have the possibility of stepping on this path. In ancient times, it was regarded as a kind of magic. Indulging in passion is like a demon, indulging in lust is like a demon.

Mu Chengfeng was in Dao Sect, so he couldn't take this path. There must be something strange about why he took this path. But there was no record in the notes, so Li Changxiao didn't pursue it and just read on.

The Love Dream Dao, as the name suggests, is related to "love" and "dream". The deeper the lover in the heart, the deeper the Taoism.

It was fine when he first stepped into this path, but as his Taoism became more and more profound, Mu Chengfeng's love became more and more crazy. In the end, he left Dao Sect and traveled around the world to find the trace of his lover.

But that book was an illusory thing, so how could he find it? So Mu Chengfeng became more and more crazy, a sober crazy, full of love, but with nowhere to vent, he could only record it in the notebook.

Seeing this, Li Changxiao was stunned. This Love Dream Notebook has something in common with his own Mountain and Sea Miscellaneous Notes.

Perhaps lonely people are all like this.