At night, the cold wind returned to the three thatched huts that could shelter from the wind and rain.

Although it is a bit dilapidated, it is a warm little nest for the homeless. The walls of thatched huts are piled up by large bluestone, and the metasequoia logs support the triangular roof, covered with reeds and thatch.

As the middle of winter approaches, the weather is getting worse. I wonder if this thatched hut that has not been renovated for a long time can survive the whole winter.

He curled up and returned to the room, added some dry fire to the yellow mud stove fire, lit the fire, and the warm fire illuminated the entire room in an instant, gradually driving away the cold.

In the stove, put a small iron pot, add a scoop of well water to the pot, and put two wild duck eggs in the water. This is the dinner he chats about to satisfy his hunger.

So sizzle!

Listening to the sound of boiling water, surrounded by the stove, the cold wind leaned against the haystack, gently closed his eyes, figured out some things, and life would become calmer.

In this wilderness, the thatched hut with a little light has become the only scene under the night sky.

There are several nests of sparrows living under the eaves of thatched roofs. Winter is coming. More than a dozen sparrows are each curled up in their warm nests, leaning on the thatch to shelter from the wind and rain, and through this long winter.

The wind outside was getting stronger and stronger, and the air seemed to be released from an ice cellar, which was so cold that it was biting cold.

In order to survive, he not only has to endure darkness and cold, but also slowly get used to loneliness and loneliness.

The Kong Valley Taoist temple is a general term for a region. There are 72 mountains here, and Fanjing Mountain is just one of them. The entire Kong Valley Taoist temple is vast and lives with millions of ordinary people.

The Eastern Great 6 is divided into two regions: the realm of cultivation and the realm of mortality. The realm of mortality refers to the seventy-two mountains in the empty valley temple, and the realm of cultivation is the place outside the realm of mortality.

In addition to the mortal world, the Hollow Valley Dojo also has another alias - the Death Realm!

The seventy-two mountains are divided into nine realms according to gold, Feng, Shui, Fire and Earth, Light and Darkness, Life and Destruction. Each realm is located in eight mountains. Fanjing Mountain, where the cold wind is located, belongs to the wind realm among the nine realms.

The cultivators in the cultivation world have the limit of their lifespan. Even the arrogant martial gods have a lifespan of only three thousand years. Only when the martial god-level cultivators are dead can they be entitled to be buried in the mountains of the Hungu Taoist temple.

The world of cultivation has gone through thousands of generations, and every mountain here is buried with the remains of thousands of martial gods. What is valuable is that the remains of martial gods have a tempered divine character.

The seventy-two mountains are unique in their seats, and the tens of thousands of martial gods are built in heaven and earth, forming formations, which can be isolated from the realm of cultivation.

It is said that the Kong Valley Dojo is in the energy restriction left by ancient times. The divine natures in the seventy-two mountains provide energy continuously for the energy field. The name of this ancient energy field is - Kong Valley Dojo!

Lan Xi is a cultivator in the world of cultivation and has huge true power in her body. Due to the restriction of energy restrictions, she can only talk to the cold wind on the periphery of the Kong Valley Dojo and cannot step into the scope of the Kong Valley Dojo.

The valley temple and the world of cultivation are two different worlds with two natural styles and humanistic society.

The body structure of a cultivator is no different from that of a mortal, but there are three more things to do, including the Tianyuan located in the center of the brain core, the Earth Yuan located in the center of the Dantian, and the dimensional structure connecting the Tianyuan Earth Yuan - Yuan Mai.

Tianyuan is located in the brain marrow, and Earthyuan is located in the dantian. The Yuanzhi is connected. All three are indispensable. The three are integrated into true essence before they can be cultivated.

Cold Feng was born into the Three Yuans and was an absolute cultivator. Moreover, his talent was different from ordinary people. The Earth Yuan was majestic and the wind-based talent was the best among his peers. No one in the entire Fengcheng City was better than that.

At the most glorious time, he was placed with high hopes and regarded as the next Skywalker, inheriting the mantle of the Son of Wind and guarding the City of Wind.

However, things in the world are unpredictable. The cold wind that has been smooth sailing from birth has an accident in an important soul power competition.

At the foot of Fengyunzhan in the middle of the Wind City, under the feet of the giant statue of Fengzi, he and another Fengtai good-hand Ling Du competed for soul power. At the last moment, unexpected things happened. His soul power was out of control, Tianyuan was disturbed by incredible divine thoughts, Earth Yuan fell into chaos, and the Yuan vein was finally broken, and Tianyuan Diyuan lost its connection.

The out-of-control soul power was entangled with the remaining divine thoughts of Fengyunzan, the son of the stroke, and the divine thoughts were lost.

At this point, Han Feng not only lost his true energy, but also fell from a cultivator to the mortal world, but also became an eternal sinner in the entire City of Wind. He was expelled from his family and drove away from the City of Wind.

That day, what happened deeply penetrated his mind, and the mark of pain that would never be erased.

Falling into the abyss, there will be no sun.

Late at night, the outside of the thatched hut was pitch black, and the rumbling north wind swept across the entire dojo, making shrill sounds. The cold wind lies quietly in the haystack, and I can't calm down for a long time.

Through the window frame, he looked at the dark world outside, full of bitterness and loneliness, but no one could say. His agile eyes flashed with light, looking forward to the sunshine tomorrow illuminating the earth and illuminating his heart that was lost and helpless.

‘Will Lan Xi be the one I'm going to wait for?’

The cold wind is waiting for it, looking forward to meeting again tomorrow.

Before evening, the cold wind came to look for the pier early, looking up to the sky, looking up at the sky with full expectations.

The sky was dark, dark clouds were pressing against the top, and the strong wind was like wild horses that broke free, sweeping every inch of land in the Empty Valley Dojo. The endless reed marsh, under the sweeping of the strong wind, raised layers of yellow-brown waves, and the reed flowers were flying all over the sky.

The air is mixed with a solemn smell, surprisingly heavy, and the water of Tianjing Lake is surging and flying.

Only Fanjing Mountain, which towers into the clouds behind him, stands there, without moving a trace of movement, without moving a sound or a color. The lush greenness of the pine and cypress is thick and majestic, as peaceful and quiet.

In the western sky, the sunset gradually submerged in the dark clouds. In the dim sky, a small black dot appeared in the distance, moving quickly towards this place, and Lan Xi's driver Fengling Bird finally appeared in sight.

The wind-feathered bird hovered on the water, and Lan Xi was still dressed the same as yesterday, beautiful and cute, and charming. At such a young age, she grew up to be so elegant and ingenious. If she was in her twenties or thirties, she would be destined to be full of charm and charming.

Han Feng looked a little shy, raised his head and smiled relievedly: "Miss Lan Xi, you finally appeared. Let's talk quickly, otherwise the blizzard will come, and that will be trouble."

Sanqi even asked him to eat sheep and scorpion. If he didn't go there earlier, a blizzard would come soon and he wouldn't be able to go there even if he wanted to.

Lan Xi raised the corners of her mouth and her cherry lips moved: "Do you care about me quite a bit? I'm worried that I won't be able to go back on a snowstorm, right? However, this snow storm came a bit strange. According to common sense, this snow came a bit early and was not just a rampant."

He smiled suddenly in his heart and had to flatter him: "Well, yes, you can't get in the Kong Valley Dojo. I want to stay here, and I can't do it. This blizzard is very fierce, as if it's coming towards the Kong Valley Dojo. The storm is changing, the tyrannical and impermanent, and it's another harsh winter."

"I still want to stay overnight, are you thinking too much?" Lan Xi was not really angry. Xue's cheeks were spinning with dimples and asked shyly: "What are you thinking? Do you have the confidence to find the arrogant cold wind?"

He thought about this question for a whole day and a night.

Han Feng's face was dull, without a trace of excitement, and he murmured: "To be honest, I will never forget the cold wind that used to be. The cold wind is very excellent and is out of reach for me now. I know my current situation very well, so I still choose to be a quiet and dutiful ordinary person and live my life."

After hearing this answer, Lan Xi was extremely disappointed and her face became much darker.

This is the gap between mortals and cultivators, not just the distance between the empty valley temple and the world of cultivation, it is an insurmountable natural barrier.

"So, you have already thought it through clearly. You have to live your life by the shore of this Tianjing Lake?"

He lowered his head and said softly: "Three years ago, the moment he walked down Fengyunzhan, the cold wind was dead. No one could experience the pain of abandoning the whole world. Thank you for your arrival, let me know that three years have passed, and there is still a girl in the world of cultivation who I have never known for, remember me."

At this moment, Lan Xi realized that it was impossible to reshape the true energy to awaken Han Feng and return. Compared to reshaping the true energy, it is even more impossible to rebuild his confidence from his true self-confidence.

As he said himself, the cold wind is dead.

A trace of desolation flashed in Lan Xi's lively eyes, and gradually became wet. He said, "Not only me remember you, but there is another person who is deeply impressed by you. It was with his help that I found you here."

Hearing this, there was a little more warmth in the chilled air.

The cold wind drifted in the strong wind, and a trace of warmth surged in my heart, and I asked curiously: "Who else will remember me?"

"Roland!"

Mr. Roland is not unfamiliar with him. He was a prophet invited by the City of Wind and once taught him a tutorial on the secret method.

Han Feng thought about it and smiled indifferently: "It turned out to be him. Mr. Roland is a prophet with very high metaphysical attainments. I have heard of his teachings and have benefited a lot."

"Do you remember that once in class, Mr. Roland asked a question?"

He recalled for a moment, and seemed to have thought of something, and replied, "Is it the setting about the Son of Wind?"

"Yes, the problem is this. If a hundred years later, the Snow Empire and the prehistoric beasts invade the East again, and the City of Wind is in danger, will you make the same decision as the Son of Wind, and sacrifice yourself to protect the City of Wind?"

Lan Xi smiled slightly: "This is a very interesting assumption. Mr. Roland told me that there were thirty students at that time, including Lingdu, who later defeated you in Fengyunzhan, who chose to be proud of Fengzi and be martyred for Fengzi City."

Hanfeng nodded: "My answer seemed different at that time."

"Yes, your statement is that in your eyes, there is no enemy that is too powerful to defeat. Whether it is a beast in the wilderness or a fierce evil in the vast sea, you will have enough energy to defeat it outside the City of Wind in the future."

The cold wind at that time was only six or seven years old, but it had a magnificent momentum that was different from ordinary people, as if it was a kind of aura that was so high that it ruled the world.

"Yes, I seemed to say that!" He did not deny.

At this time, heavy snow was flying in the sky, snow was flying all over the sky, strong winds wrapped around the blizzard, and the blizzard chased the reed flowers and began to sweep the whole world.

In the severe cold, Lan Xi has the power to protect her body, and she will not feel the cold weather and the earth is cold, and she will be calm. She then said: "Just this point, Mr. Roland has a high opinion of you. He does not think you are arrogant and blindly confident. It is a kind of determination that comes from the true obsession and a kind of pretentious determination."

The wind was rippling, the snow was bitter, and a severe cold hit the face.

The bayonet-like snow slapped on Han Feng's body, and his petite face turned red with cold. However, his inner world at this moment was a different scene.

That is the real cold wind, some self-righteous confidence, some arrogant and arrogant. He seems to have the true essence of endless energy, the wind talent that is saint, the perception of the world, and the courage of the world!

The so-called pretentiousness is already extraordinary!

He stood in the baptism of the storm and snow, and said with a whisper: "If so, I can still find my former talent, I will still be as silent as before, without any fear!"

This is exactly what Lan Xi wanted to see. She nodded her head with relief, and a smile flashed in her eyes: "I'll help you and help you find everything that should belong to you. Come up and go with me to see the outside world, the City of Wind, Phoenix City, the Ancient Yue Peak, the Top of Yao Mountain, the boundless sea, and the magnificent world of cultivation."

People in the world of cultivation cannot enter the Hun Valley Temple, and people in the Hun Valley Temple can enter and exit the Hun Valley World.

The cold wind was no longer timid, and stepped on the back of the Fengfeng Bird in a staircase.
Chapter completed!