Chapter 2: First visit to another world, the Snow Mountains of the Holy Land ()

Haozhou Continent, Liwu Empire, and the Snow Mountains in the Sacred Region of the Extreme North!

At the foot of the Snow Mountain in the Sanctuary, there is an unknown small village. The sunlight reflects on the village that has been covered with snow all year round, which looks very sacred, like a beautiful scenery. Sometimes there are snow eagles flying high in the sky, and when they look up, they look like they are playing with white clouds.

The conditions here are difficult, with only a dozen villagers, and they are quiet all year round. Few outsiders come and go, and occasionally a few adventurers or mercenaries will come to the deep mountains to hunt monsters.

Local villagers rely on hunting to make a living, and they live a self-sufficient life without fighting. Of course, they will not enter the deep mountains when hunting. They only hunt porcupines and other small monsters without attack power on the edge of the snow-capped mountains!

It was the first moon night again, and the biting cold wind blew up the snowflakes on the ground, covering the traces of villagers' activities during the day. Originally, every household was hundreds of meters away. After the snowflakes covered the distance, it looked like the village had turned into several snowballs.

Through the moonlight, I saw a weak figure sitting cross-legged on the snow-capped mountain not far from the village. It was an eleven or two-year-old child with a baby's skin and a thin, wearing a coarse white gown. But it was clean and neat.

Time was quietly lost. The boy who had been sitting quietly on the snow mountain, a layer of snowflakes fell on his body. Without careful look, he could not find the small figure on the snow mountain. A trace of fish belly appeared in the east. The boy slowly opened his eyes and shot out two rays of light. He took a deep breath and exhaled another fog. He stood up slowly, sighed with a "ah" and murmured to himself: "It's still the same, it would be great if there was a body refining pill!"

It has been twelve years, and no one could have thought that the child in front of him was Lan Wenxuan, who was blasted open the space by the thunder and directly penetrated into the baby's body. He almost destroyed his soul and left only a little spiritual consciousness to maintain the baby's life, and his soul entered a deep sleep. Six years ago, Lan Wenxuan's soul was awakened and the first thing he did was to check his body. It turned out that the pulse of the whole body was narrow and his body was weak, so it was difficult to achieve results when practicing. But Lan Wenxuan's earth is just a casual cultivator. In an environment with thin spiritual energy, he could cultivate to the heavenly tribulation through thousands of years of cultivation. He never gave up easily for a thousand years. Not to mention that the spiritual energy of the Haozhou continent is a hundred times thicker than the earth, so how can he give up easily?

Since the soul and spiritual consciousness awakened, Lan Wenxuan has been practicing for six years. A year ago, it had reached the aura period, but he had no progress. Gradually, he also believed that **innate conditions are crucial to cultivation. He could not make progress in a short time and then he remembered the elixirs to refine the body and improve the meridians.

"But is there any pills in this world? He doesn't know. But he remembers all the pill recipes in "Xuan Dan Lu" very clearly. He can also refine them by himself, but there are also lack of medicinal materials. It is hard for a good cook to cook without rice."

Lan Wenxuan put down his worries and looked at the sky. He said to himself: "It's time to go back. His thin figure rose up in the darkness after dawn and ran towards the village at the foot of the mountain. If Lan Wuhong saw his son who had always fallen when he saw the wind, he would definitely fall to the ground in surprise. Although Lan Wenxuan took every step, his body was several feet away. The smooth snow mountain had no effect on him. He ran quickly, like a flat ground, leaving no trace on the snow.

"Lan Wenxuan's running speed is no worse than that of the sword master, and even Lan Wuhong, who is the three-star sword emperor, may not be able to do it!"

In fact, the Chinese light craft used by Lan Wenxuan has a very nice name, called "The Flying Wings of the Body without Colorful Phoenix". It was a trip that time, and I recorded it in an unknown cave. At that time, this useless technique was useless to him, because at that time, he had reached the middle stage of the Nascent Soul and could travel around the world with a sword. At that time, he did not expect that he would use this kind of light craft now.

From the year when he was six years old, he sorted out his thoughts and sorted out useful techniques, such as the two flying wings of the body without colored phoenix, shrinking into an inch of the ground, thunder sword skills, falling clothes with eighteen falls, picking flowers and leaves, and various formations. A year ago, Lan Wenxuan practiced the "Purple Mansion Heavenly Book" to break through the aura period. After he could not make any progress, he began to spend half of his time studying various techniques and sword skills. With his previous experience in his practice, he quickly mastered various techniques. Unfortunately, his physical cultivation was too low and most of them could not be used. The two flying wings of the body without colored phoenix were used more than half a month ago, so he used his wonderful body technique to hide it from his father and ran out to practice at night.

Lan Wenxuan's house is on the south side of the village, and there are several thatched huts. The thatched huts are covered with snow. There is a small fenced yard outside the hut. Several of them are rising and falling at the entrance of the yard.

Lan Wenxuan carefully used his spiritual sense to scan several thatched huts, restraining his breath all over his body. Like ordinary people, he did not have any concerns and walked into the main hall. The walls of the main hall were hung with various animal skins. The animal skins were obtained by Lan Wuhong's hunting. The animal skins were left to stick to the walls. One was to avoid the cold and the other was to collect them from the merchants who made leather clothes outside the mountain, they could exchange money and grain for their lives. The stove in the main hall had already turned off, and there was also a chill in the room.

He was not afraid that his father would discover it. In his heart, there was a secret that belonged only to him, or to tear the space with the power of thunder. Even if he told the people here in time, no one would believe it. Instead, it would cause unnecessary trouble. Lan Wenxuan was not afraid of trouble, but he just felt that it was better to have less trouble than more. Under Lan Wenxuan's spiritual consciousness, he found that his father was not in the house, and he knew that his father had not come back yet.

A year ago, when Lan Wenxuan's exercises entered the aura period, it was midnight, and his spiritual sense suddenly covered 500 meters in radius. He accidentally found that his father was not in the house. He slowly mastered the rules of his father's departure and return. Every late at night when Lan Wenxuan was resting, Lan Wuhong left quietly, and often came back quietly with his prey in the early morning. Although Lan Wenxuan's cheap father never expressed anything in words, and the father and son rarely communicated. However, Lan Wuhong looked at him with loving eyes, and when he was eating, he put a small amount of meat in Lan Wenxuan's bowl. A trivial matter, but he had never felt this way in his previous life. Although the conditions here were difficult, Lan Wenxuan never complained at all. The beauty was not enough to almost have maternal love.

In Lan Wenxuan's memory, Lan Wuhong brought him to the village, arranged Lan Wenxuan at Uncle Shao's house next to him, and brought the snow lotus into the Snow Mountain of the Holy Land. At that time, Lan Wenxuan thought he had been abandoned again like he had last life, but he did not expect that after Lan Wuhong came back half a year later, he played the role of a kind father, allowing Lan Wenxuan to experience fatherly love. He also entered the role of Lan Wuhong's son.

After a long time, even if Lan Wuhong didn't tell Lan Wenxuan what to do to go out tonight, he also guessed that his father went into the mountains every night to accompany his mother (Elaine, that snow lotus). He couldn't do anything for his father now, even if he wanted to do it, he didn't have the ability to do it. If his elixir was in stages, he could use crystal stones to arrange a spirit gathering array, and then refine a furnace of transformation pills. With the spiritual energy of this place, he could ask his mother to transform into a human form in less than a hundred years.
Chapter completed!