A few days later, the blizzard stopped a little, and the cold wind decided to go to Qianmu Cliff.

He and Sanqi took a sled cart carrying vegetables and walked along the vast winding mountain path.

Three sturdy male reindeer, pulling a sled cart, was moving slowly in the whistling cold wind. The mountain was steep and could not be careless at all. When the snow covered the mountain, it was almost impossible to meet people with him on the road.

Han Feng and Sanqi sat at the end of the sled car, shrinking their bodies, looking at the vast mountains, rivers and soil, bathed in the baptism of the cold wind.

Sanqi wrapped in a thick brown coat made of bear skin, with a big hairy tiger-head hat on his head, only revealing his two eyes, exhaling a breath of heat, and said, "You are sure that what Miss Lan Xi said to you is true, a mysterious organization with the power of cultivation is hidden in the Hunting Valley Dojo. This is definitely a big news that shocked the entire Dongfang Da 6. For the Hunting Valley Dojo, the power of cultivation is a disaster. Even if Qianmu Cliff has 30,000 iron cavalry, it cannot withstand the attack of the power of cultivation."

The empty valley temple is completely isolated from the world of cultivation, and no cultivator can break through the limitations of the empty valley road and enter the empty valley temple. If there is no protection of the energy field, the cultivation world can harvest here at any time, and no grass will grow.

The cold wind had that celestial silkworm jacket, and only a thin or thick linen robe was worn outside. The cold wind was difficult to invade the body and was not afraid of the severe cold at all.

He smiled calmly: "It is impossible to determine now that what Miss Lan Xi said is true. I went to Qianmu Cliff to understand more. You know the cold wind that used to be, but the most shining star in the entire Wind City, and the future is unlimited. But later, when I encountered a change, it seemed like a different life. During the three years in the Guangu Temple, I almost accepted my fate and gradually forgot the cold wind that used to be. It was the appearance of Miss Lan Xi that made me feel that I still have to live a different way of life."

"I know, you are unwilling to be in Sanlitun, just like my ancestors, and have been ordinary and hardworking all their hard work." Sanqi, who has always been carefree, feels a little sad: "You are indeed different from me. I accepted my fate when I was born. My parents and elders also know that I belonged to Sanlitun at the foot of Fanjing Mountain, and no matter how far I am, you can't get out of Fanjing Mountain. You are different. When you see you the first time you see you, you feel that you are different from me, really."

"I have never heard you talk about it. What does it look like when you saw me for the first time?" Han Feng asked curiously.

Sanqi thought about it for a moment and said, "That was when you first arrived in our village. I heard that you came from the city of Fengzhi, and a genius boy with great popularity. Our village was like a blowout, rushing to see what the genius in the cultivation world looked like, whether it was three heads and six arms, which was unusual. Most people were very disappointed after seeing you, and they looked like a lost and thin boy. At that time, I thought you were nothing great, otherwise you wouldn't have fallen into a place like Sanlitun where birds don't poop."

"That's not what you said just now?" Han Feng couldn't help laughing.

Sanqi continued, "At that time, it was Sanyi who reminded me. I noticed that you were extraordinary. You stood among the crowd, letting the villagers point and whisper, whether it was the noisy argument at the beginning or the jokes during the process, in the end, people gradually dissipated and quieted down. Your eyes never changed, and you were as determined as before. I knew what Sanyi said about you. She was only four or five years old, and told me in my ear that your eyes were full of courage, just like Fanjing Mountain looking at Tianjing Lake, high above, cold and silent."

Thirty-one I have been smart since I was a child. Han Feng didn’t expect that at a young age, I had such thoughts that I could see my state of mind through my eyes.

He couldn't help but smile: "Yes, I just lost my true power at that time, but the tenacity of cultivation in my bones has not been completely eliminated. I never thought that I would make mistakes turn into eternal regrets and fall into the mortal world."

"What happened later, where did your tenacity go?" Sanqi asked with a laugh as he tidy up the tiger-head hat on his top.

Han Fengzai thought about it carefully for a while and explained: "Humans are originally a species that is good at adapting to the environment. After staying in Fanjing Mountain for more than a year, he met you and thirty-one brothers and sisters. Seeing you laughing all day and innocently, I think it's good. One person eats enough and the whole family is not hungry, so he takes a job and takes care of the three thousand acres of wetlands. This generation will pass in a flash."

"How did Miss Lanxi move you and let you regain that high aura?"

"It's because of you."

Han Feng let out a sigh and said, "Beautiful things are inherently beautiful, but they are inevitably invaded by external things. Thirty-eight days are so cute. You can continue to live like this at the foot of Fanjing Mountain. That is because of the energy restriction of the empty valley. Otherwise, this place would have been looted by the cultivation world. When I was in the City of Wind, I made up my mind to protect the City of Wind for the rest of my life and keep the enemy thousands of miles away. That is the mission and the fate of my life."

Sanqi's eyes showed admiration, and the poster took his shoulder a little excitedly and said, "I understand, you are not sure if that mysterious organization poses a threat to us. The only way is to constantly improve yourself and have the power to guard Fanjing Mountain."

Han Feng smiled suddenly and said confidently at the vast earth: "As long as I can find a way to repair my true essence, I not only have to protect the entire Fanjing Mountain, but even the huge empty valley temple, what are you afraid of Dongfang Da 6?"

The Hanhai Planet, a cycle of three thousand years, will undergo a sudden change in the environment.

Three thousand years ago, an unprecedented extreme cold period enveloped the entire vast sea. The snowy wasteland was hit. The temperature dropped sharply to below minus dozens of degrees. A large number of beasts in the snowy forest could not bear the hunger and cold, and began to migrate south.

Due to the huge scale of migration, far beyond the limit of Dongfang Da 6, a migration across the country gradually evolved into a war. The snowy wasteland and Dongfang Da 6 staged three epic battles in the North Sea Strait, in the Blue City, and in the Mogao Zone.

At that time, the Holy Lord of the City of Wind, the Son of Wind, had a very high status in the entire Eastern Great 6, second only to the Great Lord Goddess of the Universe. He became the supreme commander of the Eastern Great 6 war zone in that war.

The last battle, known in history as the Battle of Mogao, turned the tide by Feng Zi, became famous in one battle, and resolved an imminent war.

Sanqi clearly felt the courage to return to the world, looked at Han Feng's praise, and said, "I have not been to the world of cultivation. I don't know if the people outside are the same as you, with a decisive personality and absolutely different personality. I have also heard of the story of Feng Zi's victory over Mo Gao. You should also become a storm like Feng Zi and be the storm in the future."

The cold wind gently inhale a breath of air conditioning, thinking about the young self at that time, he also fantasized about one day achieving great achievements like the son of the wind. A hundred years later, a statue of god admired by thousands of people stood at the highest point of the city of wind, overlooking the entire city.
Chapter completed!