The Azure Gold-colored large-scale Cloud Shuttle Boat, under the gaze of countless eyes, slowly landed on a wide bluestone square in the inner city of Wind and Snow Pass. The boat door opened, and the even more chilly Cold Qi instantly poured into the cabin like an ice wave that had been gathering momentum for a long time.
Qin Tiexin As the team stepped out of the boat door, their feet stepped on the solid, cold ground.
The first feeling is cold.
This is not the kind of cold that can be resisted by adding clothes and making a fire in ordinary winter, but an extreme cold that seems to penetrate into the bone marrow and freeze Spiritual Qi. The air is sucked into the lungs, with a stinging sensation of slight ice. Even if a light spiritual shield automatically appears on the surface of the body, the cold can still stubbornly enter Penetration, making the flow of spiritual power in the body seem to become sluggish and sticky.
Qin Tiexin immediately ran "Primordial Unity Instruction", and the six Primordial Qi Vortexs in Dantian accelerated their rotation. Among them, the fire spiritual power was deliberately stimulated and surged along the meridians. A warmth rose from Dantian and flowed to The limbs were covered with bones, and the chill that penetrated the bone marrow was slightly forced back. His Body Tempering Eighth Layer's tyrannical body also played a role at this moment, Qi and Blood carried it, and the body surface temperature gradually adapted. He moved his finger joints slightly, making a slight "click" sound, and gradually became accustomed to this environment.
Looking up, many disciples have already arrived in the square. Although many disciples are wearing Heaviness's robes or special winter clothes, and even have activated the warmth talismans, their faces are still pale from the cold, their bodies are involuntarily curled up slightly, and they are constantly exhaling white air. Some disciples have shallow cultivation, or specialize in water elements, wood elements, etc. Cultivation Method are more feminine. Disciple was trembling even more and needed help from his fellow disciples. Around him, some monks who had already been stationed here and wore various sect costumes hurriedly passed by. Most of them just glanced at this group of new faces who had just arrived, with a kind of indifference in their eyes. Then they looked away and continued with their own affairs. Obviously, this kind of embarrassment upon arrival is the norm here.
On the north side of the square is the ice crystal statue that was already shocking on the flying boat. Now that we are closer, we feel that it is even more majestic and solemn, standing straight into the gray sky.
The statue is more than thirty feet tall, and its entire body is carved from a pure, flawless, but extremely hard black ice crystal. The sculpture is of a woman wearing armor. The armor is of a simple style, covering her whole body, but does not hide her heroic appearance. She holds a long sword in her right hand, the tip of the sword is pointed diagonally at the ground, and her left hand is pressed on her waist, as if she is ready to unsheath the sword at any time. Her face is weathered by years of wind, frost and ice. Under the refraction of the crystal, it looked a little blurry, but the outline could be seen clearly, the bridge of the nose was straight, and the chin was slightly retracted. She raised her head slightly, her eyes seemed to have penetrated the thousand-year wind and snow, and she was firmly looking at the endless ice fields and unknown threats in the north. The long hair and the cape and clothes behind the armor were skillfully carved to create a momentary movement of flying in the wind, as if they were forever frozen in the hunting cold wind.
The entire statue exudes an indescribable majestic momentum. It is not a deliberately created majesty, but a kind of protective will that has gone through years, soaked in sacrifice, and would rather break than bend. It silently envelopes the entire square and this majestic pass.
The base of the statue is made of some kind of dark blue boulder, with a line of clear ancient characters engraved on it with strong brushwork:
"True Lord Snow Wind, Jiang Yi, use the body of Nascent Soul to transform into Wind and Snow Pass for three hundred miles, and protect Qingxuan for thousands of years."
The handwriting is three-thirds of the way into the stone. After being washed away by wind and snow, it is still legible. Every word seems as heavy as Thousand Jun.
At this time, True Person Jianyun had led more than three hundred Flowing Cloud Sect disciples and five Golden Core elders to line up and stand in front of the statue. Everyone straightened their backs subconsciously, suppressed the discomfort caused by the severe cold, and focused their eyes on the ice crystal statue.
True Person Jianyun faced the statue with a solemn expression, bowed slowly, and performed a standard Daoist salute. Everyone behind him, both elders and disciples, followed suit and saluted in unison.
After the ceremony, True Person Jianyun did not turn around immediately, but looked at the statue. The voice clearly reached the ears of every Flowing Cloud Sect disciple present. The tone was low and slow, as if he was unveiling a dusty and blood-stained history.
"Thousands of years ago, there was no Wind and Snow Pass here."
"Here was Azure Xuan Region Northern Frontier A vast ice field is also the battlefield of bloody tug-of-war between the human race and Devil Race. Devil Race is born with a strong physical body and is not afraid of death, and we, the human race monks, were born in the early days The Devil Race army failed to deal with the situation and retreated steadily. The Devil Race army once broke through the defense line and drove straight into the hinterland of Azure Xuan Region. Wherever it passed, the towns were reduced to scorched earth, and not a single soul was left alive. It was a catastrophe."
"At that time, the master of the Ice and Snow Pavilion was True Lord Snow Wind, senior Jiang Yi. She was an extraordinary talent. She was only less than a hundred years old and had already given birth to a baby. She was known as Azure Xuan Region's first genius in thousands of years, and her future is limitless."
True Person Jianyun's voice carries a kind of distant memory and heaviness.
"The catastrophe is coming, True Lord Snow Wind leads all the disciples of the Ice and Snow Pavilion to defend this last line of defense. They are all women, but none of them retreat, using their flesh and blood to withstand the torrent of Devil Race. True Lord Swordsmanship is the master of the gods, and the ice type Divine Ability is the best in the world. Among all the troops, he killed Devil Race Devil Marshal in succession, and for a moment he actually stabilized his position."
"However, Devil Race's momentum is strong and endless. A small local victory cannot reverse the decline of the entire battle. The defense line is in danger, and defeat seems to be only a matter of seconds."
He paused, and there was silence in the square. Only the north wind whistled past the statue, making a soft whimpering sound.
"At the last moment, True Lord Snow Wind did two things."
"First, she was alone, using her sword to sneak into the rear of Devil Race's army. Surrounded by thousands of demons, she found and killed with one sword the only Devil King-level being who was in charge of the army at that time! This battle was earth-shattering, and True Lord herself was fatally injured."
"Second," True Person Jianyun's voice suddenly rose, with a sonorous tone like gold and stone, "True Lord was seriously injured. She did not choose to escape or retreat to the rear. She used all her Qi and Blood as a guide and her own Nascent Soul as the core to activate a long-lost High Antiquity forbidden technique!"
"The color of the sky and the earth changes, the wind and snow howl! The three-hundred-mile ice field roars and rises, and endless black ice gushes out from the ground and condenses into a wall! Starting from the Eternal Night Sea in the north and connecting Heavenly Ice Peak in the south, a towering ice wall that is a hundred feet high and stretches for three hundred miles rises from the ground! It completely isolates the surging Devil Race army from outside the pass!"
"And True Lord Snow Wind herself... Qi and Blood was exhausted, Nascent Soul dissipated, and her body and soul were destroyed. Her natal flying sword 'Snow Soul', screamed for nine days, the sword light reflected the three hundred miles of ice wall, and finally... landed on the highest point of the city, turning into the statue in front of you."
True Person Jianyun After finishing speaking, the square was completely silent. There was only the sound of wind and the increasingly heavy breathing of everyone. Many disciples looked at the ice crystal statue, their eyes were different, shock, reverence, sadness... complex emotions were stirring in their chests.
"This pass has just been completed. Although it blocks Devil Race's army from outside, there are still a large number of Devil Race remaining inside the pass." True Person Jianyun continued, "The remaining human monks relied on this sudden appearance of the natural chasm to regroup. After a bitter battle, all the Devil Race in the pass were finally killed. In the following thousand years, our ancestors continued to strengthen and expand the ice wall on the basis of this ice wall, using stones as the foundation and pouring iron as juice to build the Wind and Snow Pass that spans the world and will never fall!"
He turned around and his eyes were like lightning, scanning every face that was young or no longer young.
"Without the talent to give birth to a baby at the age of 100, she could have escaped far away, retreated to the rear, and survived. With her qualifications, she might be able to peek into the higher Spirit Transformation realm and live for thousands of years." True Person Jianyun The voice was filled with incomparable heaviness and respect, "But she chose to stay, she chose to fight to the death, and finally she chose to sacrifice her body and turn the barrier into a screen. She destroyed her body and soul in exchange for Azure Xuan Region... Thousands of years of peace!"
After the words fell, True Person Jianyun took a step forward again, faced the statue of True Lord Snow Wind, and bowed deeply to the ground.
"Festival!"
He gave a low drink.
Behind him, there were more than three hundred Flowing Cloud Sect disciples and five Golden Core elders. Regardless of whether they had shrunk due to the cold before, they all felt a surge of hot blood from their chests and rushed straight to the top door! The Cold Qi no longer seemed to be bone-piercing, but was replaced by a heavy responsibility and exciting pride. Everyone bowed in unison and saluted solemnly.
In this bitter cold land in the far north, under the eternal gaze of True Lord Snow Wind, the hesitation and chill that first arrived seemed to be dispelled and ignited by this spiritual fire that originated from thousands of years ago and was forged with life.
True Person Jianyun straightened up, and his voice returned to calmness, but it was still clear. "After True Lord Snow Wind passed away, Ice and Snow Pavilion moved the whole pavilion to the nearest Heavenly Ice Peak, and vowed to guard this pass for generations., it is the highest honor to die in battle Wind and Snow Pass. However, Ice and Snow Pavilion has a special inheritance and only accepts female disciples, so the number is limited after all. As Devil Race's offensive continues, it is increasingly difficult to comprehensively rely on the power of one pavilion."
"Therefore, all Azure Xuan Region sects later agreed to take turns sending disciples and elders to assist in the defense and garrison based on the strength of the sect. I, Flowing Cloud Sect, will be stationed for three years every sixty years."
He glanced at everyone and finally said, "Due to the abnormal movement of Devil Race this time, a small sect's station was destroyed and suffered heavy losses. Therefore, the rotation period of each sect has been advanced, and we are here three years in advance."
"Three years is neither long nor short." True Person Jianyun looked at these elite sects who were about to fight here for three years and said slowly, "I hope everyone, remember what you have seen and heard today, live up to the sacrifices of your ancestors, and... take care of yourself."
After the worship was completed, True Person Jianyun and the five Golden Core elders took the lead in turning around and walking towards the depths of the inner city. The team of the Flowing Cloud Sect's disciples slowly followed and merged into this huge, cold, and iron Blood Qi pass.
Qin Tiexin walked in the middle of the logistics team with steady steps. When he passed under the statue, he couldn't help but look back again and looked up at the figure carved from ice crystals.
The wind and snow are still there, blowing the clothes and hair of the statue as if they are never still. True Lord's face is still blurred in the ice crystals and wind and frost, but her posture looking north and the sword in her hand that seems to be cut off at any time are so clear and so eternal.
It's like the moment of decision-making thousands of years ago and the figure of the sacrifice are forever fixed here, on this majestic pass that is named after her and exists because of her, watching over those who come after her and guarding this land.
Qin Tiexin turned back and followed the advancing team, his gray fox fur cloak fluttering slightly in the cold wind. In his chest, the hot blood stirred by hearing about history gradually calmed down and turned into something more solid and colder, weighing heavily on his heart.
He knew that from the moment he set foot here, everything was different.