Jiang Zhenren strode into the wind and snow.

The snowy area seems to be a dream woven by wind and snow. The snow is always there and the wind is never quiet.

Wei Yu followed him for as many days as he practiced in Taixu Corner Tower.

So he didn't have to ask Wei Yu if there was anything else to do.

What Wei Yu wanted to do...has been done.

And he doesn't plan to stay any longer.

Every Taixu Walker who completes his mission will receive Xiao Shu's last thoughts - that is Xiao Shu's voice in his memory, simulated by Jiang Wang.

With only one sentence, he would ask everyone - "Do you still have the courage to change the world?"

No answer is needed.

The Dharma of the Star Path is given equally to everyone, whether he thinks about it or not.

Will the world be changed by young people? Will it be better? Or worse?

There is no answer yet.

But it's time for Snow Country to make a change.

The "Star Road Method" that can complete the Chapter of the Outer Tower is a gift left by Xiao Shu to the world. No practitioner should miss it.

If Snow Country continues to lock itself down, it will be actively falling behind the times and disregarding the fundamental interests of thousands of practitioners in Snow Country.

The illusion of Taixu itself has such meaning, but it is not as intuitive or as naked as the Star Path method.

Just like if you say that your children must go to school and study to find a way out, not many people may pay attention to it. But if you say that you will give eggs to them if they come to school... the threshold will be broken immediately.

Turn around this street and you will find the main road of Xuejing City.

On the main road, which was spacious enough for eight horses to gallop together, Lu Kuiwu stood in the middle of the road.

At this time, Lu Kuiwu was wearing heavy armor, with a black helmet tucked into his left armpit. He was holding a jar of old wine with mud on the edge in his right hand, and was drinking with his head tilted back. His Adam's apple was bulging, the wine was gurgling, the aroma of wine was overflowing, and his nose was rosacea.

Increasingly red.

The frosty wind blew away the thick fog.

The long street becomes wider.

Behind him, there are rows of soldiers wearing cold armor. They are as cold as ice, stretching to the end of the field of vision.

"Jian Zhenren!" He held the jar of wine high: "Do you want to drink it?!"

The vapor of wine turned into white mist, which was quite a sight to behold.

The cautiousness, apprehension, and shyness of the past few days didn't seem to be him.

But Jiang Wang is still the same Jiang Wang.

"Drinking is a waste of time." Jiang Wang continued to walk forward, as if taking a leisurely stroll to enjoy the scenery: "General Lu, since he has important matters at hand, he'd better drink less."

"This jar of wine has been with me for many years. The snowy region is difficult, and it is difficult to resist the cold weather without drinking some strong wine!" Lu Kuiwu put down the jar of wine and hung it by his side: "You will not eat the delicacies of the snowy region. Snow.

You don’t want to drink the fine wine from this region. Why did you come to the snow country?”

Jiang Wang was alone in front of thousands of troops, looking up at the snow in the sky. Although he was in the city, he seemed far away inexplicably: "Treat me as a spectator! I represent Taixu Pavilion, and I only want one result."

Without seeing any movement, he had already passed by Lu Kuiwu, passed through the military formation, and walked forward.

Thousands of armies lined up just waiting for a moment.

Lu Kuiwu put on his helmet, threw the wine jar on the ground, pressed his knife and looked back in the wind and snow. He only saw a lonely blue shirt walking out of the city gate.

"General?" the lieutenant asked in a low voice.

It wasn't until the green color in his field of vision was completely buried by the snow that Lu Kuiwu raised his gauntlet. Watching the falling snow melting on the steel, he said softly: "The snow is too light, and it will have no weight when it falls."

The lieutenant said: "But when an avalanche occurs, everything will be buried."

Lu Kuiwu covered his breastplate with his hand and said in a pious voice: "Thank you to the cold winter for giving poetry to the wilderness; thank you to the cold winter for giving all things sleep..."

The military formations on the long street all began to chant: "Thank you to the winter for whitening this world; thank you to the winter for walking with me..."

Lu Kuiwu pulled out his saber: "Let's start from here. It has been many years and my bones are all rusty!"

The city of Snow Silence begins to bustle in October, the first month of winter.

There are cicadas chirping in the long street.

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When cicadas chirped outside the building, Wei Yu had already done what he had to do and accepted the fact that he was left behind by Jiang Zhenren.

He has been sitting in this Taixu turret for thirty-one days.

This is thirty-one days that goes round and round, and no day is the same.

People from Snow Silence City never bothered him, and Master Jiang never moved away, practicing every moment. Occasionally he would ask questions, and Master Jiang would basically answer them, but after answering the cultivation questions, he would continue practicing.

Wei Yu asked herself that her practice was considered diligent, but operating like a puppet day and night was really scary...

He really once suspected that Jiang Zhenren was a man of love and desire and had nothing else in mind except cultivation.

It's fine now, the suspicion is lifted. Jiang Zhenren still remembers the mission.

But the bad news is - Jiang Zhenren doesn't want to play with him anymore.

The hard training is over, and now I have begun to miss it.

Wei Yu silently took out the long sword. Of course he could understand the cicada's chirping.

March 9th is the coldest time of the year, but cicadas always sing in summer.

There is only one winter-singing cicada in the world, and it is the Xian Shu Sanjiu Han Cicada.

This technique comprehends the principles of life and death, making people like summer cicadas who live through the thirty-ninth year without losing their glory. The Winter Immortal Palace is also called the "Longevity Palace" because it relies on these core magical techniques.

Snow Silence City is not a normal city, and Lu Kuiwu is not a person of this era. He did not live for a long time, but his vitality was frozen. It was the cold cicada that shed its leaves, and the old man awakened anew.

The world doesn't know something, but Qin knows it very well.

In the Snowy Land, the first person to truly inherit the Winter Immortal Technique and completely restore the Winter Immortal Palace was not the Frost Immortal Lord, but Hong Junyan, the founding ancestor of the Snow Kingdom!

More than two thousand years ago, Xu Qiuci was the successor of Hong Junyan. The Winter Fairy Palace in her hands was also inherited from the Secret Treasury of the Snow Kingdom.

And the reincarnation of Frost Immortal Lord...

The cicadas are chirping... getting noisier.

"Don't destroy the Taixu Corner Tower and cause Master Jiang to return. You guys... are frozen meat!"

Wei Yu picked up her sword and jumped down from the window.

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Jiang Zhenren was outside the city, putting the huge Snow Silence City behind him.

At a certain moment, he looked back, and the lonely city in the ice and snow seemed like a huge tomb.

Of course, he was not paying attention to this city.

The flying snow drifted in front of him, and was blown away by the wind, faintly disintegrating into a human shape.

Xie Ai's extremely beautiful face became concrete in the shape of this person, with clear and delicate outlines, crystal clear and still a bit chilly.

As soon as she appeared, she reached out and reached out.

Jiang Wangjing stood still in the snow, holding his sword in his hand, while the shadow of an ancient attic loomed behind him!

Time and space seem to stand still.

In the wind and snow, the extremely beautiful and sad woman and the extremely quiet and peaceful man looked at each other like this.

Woman in the air.

Man in the snow.

Behind the woman is a city that is changing, taking root in the earth.

Behind the man is a seemingly eternal attic, looming in the void.

This is a complex, contradictory, contradictory and still painting.

The woman's delicate and cold fingertips gently brushed the man's shoulder, brushing away a piece of snow, and said quietly: "How did you find the truth you are looking for?"

The wind, snow, and people became vivid again.

Xie Ai could brush off a piece of snow for him under the seal of Taixu Pavilion, and of course he could also take off his head.

But Jiang Wang was unmoved.

He stood quietly in the snow and said only: "I don't want to look for the truth, I wait for the truth to be spread out in front of me. I don't push for change, I wait for change to happen."

In Hanhua City and Wenxian Tower, Xie Ai had already hinted at who the resistance in the Taixu Illusion Realm in the Snow Country came from. But Jiang Wang did not pursue the truth as she thought. Instead, he caught a few criminals in an anticlimactic manner, and then took Wei
To be continued...