In the depths of the Endless Snow Region, outside the Wasteland Valley.
Buzz!
The sound of space shattering suddenly rang out.
In the Void, dense space cracks spread out, and finally, a pitch-black Space Passage was formed. No matter how the wind and frost swept past, it could not get close.
Chu Xingyun's figure appeared in the Space Passage. The bone-piercing cold wind blew on his body, causing his face to turn pale. As he coughed lightly, he subconsciously tightened his mink robe, and only then did he feel a little better.
"Wait for me here." Chu Xingyun looked at the Void Spirit Devouring Python beside him. However, the Void Spirit Devouring Python shook its head, and a pair of snake eyes stubbornly met Chu Xingyun's gaze.
Then, its body shrank to one foot, and it went into Chu Xingyun's sleeve.
Chu Xingyun did not know whether to laugh or cry at the Void Spirit Devouring Python's actions, but he did not say anything. He stepped forward, facing the whistling cold wind, and walked step by step towards the Valley.
When he reached the outside of the Valley, he suddenly stopped and said in a serious voice, "I … am here."
His voice was very calm, as if it would disappear in the cold wind at any time.
After he finished speaking, there was no movement in the Valley. It was so quiet that it was a little scary. However, Chu Xingyun did not care at all. He knew that in the Valley, there was a pair of eyes with hidden bitterness, staring at him.
"This time, I am only here to say a few words. After I finish speaking, I will leave immediately." Chu Xingyun kept staring at the Valley. He was not afraid, nor did he try to escape. His eyes were full of determination. He pondered for a moment, and then said, "First, the level of the soul is unfathomable. Even the Martial Emperor could not control it at will. If you insist on practicing the Ice Bone Martial Arts, once your soul is hurt, it will be very difficult to cure it completely. I know that you hate me very much, but hate is hate. There is no need to hurt yourself because of this.
There's no point in doing that. " After he finished speaking, Chu Xingyun took out a storage ring from his bosom and carefully placed it on the surface of the ice. After that, he said, "Secondly, this storage ring contains all the treasures of the Nine Coldness Palace over the past several thousand years. Not a single item is missing. Surprisingly, the Myriad Coldness Ice Soul Formation is also in there.
Make it even more perfect. " "Although the Jiuhan Temple has been destroyed and turned into a wasteland, you are still a member of the Jiuhan Temple. As long as you don't disturb the normal operation of the Wanjian Pavilion and the interests of the people in the Northern Wilderness Region, you can rebuild the Jiuhan Temple at any time and continue the tradition of the Jiuhan Temple. I won't stop you.
Scratch half a point. " After saying this, there was still no movement in the valley. Chu Xingyun had expected this. His expression was very calm. He coughed a few times, looked away, and finally said, "As for the third, if you feel like it one day, you can go directly to the Qitian Peak to see her. Recently, she has been wanting to …
You. "
After he finished speaking, the cold wind suddenly stopped.
In the valley, which had been silent all this time, there was a faint violent fluctuation.
Chu Xingyun saw this scene. His expression was even calmer. He said as if he was saying goodbye, "I've said what I wanted to say. Let's … meet again someday."
Chu Xingyun slowly turned around and took a step. The cold wind whistled again, enveloping him from head to toe until he could no longer be seen.
At this time, the fluctuation in the valley became even more violent. A faint purple light bloomed. The moment it touched the sky, it seemed to merge with the frost and wind. It was as if it was complaining, cold and sad.
In the billowing wind and frost, Chu Xingyun could naturally feel the fluctuation of emotions. He didn't turn around, nor did he break through the void to leave. Instead, he stepped forward, enjoying the piercing coldness of the cold wind.
The Great Void Spirit Devouring Python jumped out of his sleeve and looked at Chu Xingyun worriedly. Chu Xingyun smiled faintly at it. With a wave of his hand, the strong wine entered his throat. The rich wine aroma immediately filled the entire void.
A man, a beast, and a pot of wine were imprinted in the picture scroll of frost and frost. They walked further and further, as if they would never stop.
Unlike the desolation and coldness of the Endless Snow Region, at this moment, the Ten Thousand Swords Mountain was filled with a fiery scene.
A few days ago, all the leaders of the forces in the Northern Wilderness Region had gathered at the Ten Thousand Swords Mountain. They were all willing to submit to the Wanjian Pavilion. At night, a pillar of light bloomed. It pierced through the sky and the earth. The strange phenomenon suppressed the sky. It could be seen clearly from hundreds of miles away. It showed the powerful existence of the Wanjian Pavilion.
After that, Lin Tianchong, who had died at the peak of the Nine Frost Mountain, came back to life. There was no injury on his body.
This series of shocking events quickly spread throughout the entire Northern Wilderness Region. Thousands of warriors were amazed, and they were filled with respect for the 10,000 Swords Pavilion. None of them had any thoughts of rebellion, and they were willing to submit to the 10,000 Swords Pavilion.
Under this trend, countless young talents came to the Ten Thousand Swords Mountain, wanting to become a disciple of the Wanjian Pavilion. There were so many of them that there were no less than ten thousand every day. The scene was very lively.
For this reason, Chu Hu, Ning Lefan, and the others decided to set up branches of the Wanjian Pavilion in the major cities of the Northern Wilderness Region. They would recruit disciples. Only those with outstanding talents who passed the test could enter the Ten Thousand Swords Mountain and become a true disciple of the Wanjian Pavilion.
Other than the recruitment of disciples, many trade routes had been successfully set up in the various cities of the Northern Wilderness Region. Between the ancient cities of the empires, the laws were clear.
Everything was running in an orderly manner. Although it was still young, it was full of vitality.
Time flew. Soon, the sun was setting in the west, and dusk had arrived.
In the Ten Thousand Swords Mountain, a group of Wanjian Pavilion's higher-ups were gathered.
There were differences in status between them, but when they gathered, there was no difference in status. They were either fooling around or discussing with each other. Sometimes, they would even burst into laughter.
Such a scene was very harmonious. It was as if they were a family.
Lin Tianchong teased Chu Wuyi as he asked Shui Qianyue, "Little Qianyue, why did Chu Wuyi ask you to gather us here to announce something? Why is he not here yet?"
"I'm not too sure about this either." Shui Qianyue smiled bitterly and helplessly replied.
Just as she finished speaking, a pitch-black spatial passage appeared outside the mountain. Chu Xingyun walked out of the spatial passage and landed in front of everyone's eyes.
"Sorry for the long wait." Chu Xingyun's spiritual energy vibrated, dispersing the frost and snow on his mink robe. He walked into the Ten Thousand Swords Mountain with a smile on his face and sat down on the main seat.
Everyone stopped laughing when they saw this. Then, they sat upright and still as their gazes fell on Chu Xing Yun. Even Chu Wu Yi also sat upright. In fact, he looked very cute in an instant.
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