When the Great Dao Dies, I Remain; When Spiritual Energy Withers, I Endure

Chapter 736 The Mysterious Old Man

Whenever the polar night falls, many strange things will happen in the dark night. In this world, disasters and blessings are always interdependent. After a great disaster, there must be great blessings. Crisis is often accompanied by opportunities. Therefore, a place of great danger is often also a place of great opportunities.

In the Endless Forest of the Red Domain, countless powerful people have hidden their opportunities in the Endless Forest, using the dangers of the Endless Forest to cultivate opportunities.

The same is true for the Polar Domain.

The Polar Domain is frozen for thousands of miles, with howling wind and snow. Everything you see is barren. It should be the most barren place. But every time the polar night falls, there will be more treasures left by powerful people, rare spiritual plants, and unknown benefits.

At this time, even if it is dangerous, the Snow Sect will assign tasks to let the elders and disciples of the sect go into the polar night to explore. Li Changxiao learned from the ruins of the Xuezong that the Xuezong attached great importance to the polar night. Every time the polar night came, the Xuezong would hold the "Snow Bathing Ceremony" to select outstanding disciples and elders and grant them the qualifications to enter the polar night and perform tasks.

It is common for elders to lead four or five disciples to get opportunities in the polar night and soar to the sky.

Of course, there are also people who never return and die in the polar night.

Li Changxiao held the golden elder's order and felt a burst of warmth in his palm. The golden light was very thin, like a firefly in the field, and it couldn't even illuminate the lines on the palm.

The spiritual energy was exhausted and all things were declining. Li Changxiao tied the token to his waist, and the faint golden light flickered again and again.

In the endless darkness, the passage of time was very vague. Li Changxiao slept when he was tired, and looked for the place when he woke up. This repeated again and again. Another month passed, and the polar night seemed to be even darker. In the whistling cold wind, the wailing sound like the crying of evil spirits could be vaguely heard.

It was very creepy.

The deeper he went, it seemed as if someone was whispering in Li Changxiao's ear, disturbing his mind and confusing his mind. There were all kinds of words. Some cursed him, some slandered him, and some advised him to leave. Li Changxiao was idle and bored, and he chatted with the various whispers.

The whispers turned into mocking laughter.

Li Changxiao didn't care.

Suddenly one day.

He raised his palm and saw a blood mark on the palm.

I don't know who injured him, and the wound contained a lot of cold poison. The wound cracked and spread out countless fine blood lines. Li Changxiao frowned, a hint of blue flashed in his eyes, and he entered a sleepwalking state, and the wound gradually healed.

It seems that as time goes by, this polar night is more dangerous. The cold wind not only freezes people and souls, but also hurts people's skin. And the injury is very serious. Ordinary monks, without corresponding big medicines and spiritual medicines, are extremely difficult to heal themselves, and if not treated in time, the bloodstains will spread. Li Changxiao can only rely on sleep to heal instantly.

"Puff..."

A gust of wind swept in.

There were more and more bloodstains on Li Changxiao's body, but each bloodstain was healed instantly. Although he was not afraid of pain, he was a little annoyed after being scratched so many times, so he put his fingers together, stood in front of him, and shouted lowly, and saw a circle of light ripple out of his body, isolating the knife-like cold wind outside.

"Polar Night, Polar Night, it's really not simple." Li Changxiao murmured and walked faster. Li Changxiao was in awe of the Polar Night that the Snow Sect was afraid of, and he didn't dare to be arrogant.

He acted more carefully, but he had no intention of leaving. In the Polar Night, it seemed that he had been provoked like this for a long time. Li Changxiao actually heard a few roars in the wind. Another gust of wind was gathering momentum, and there was a "booming" sound. It was like a thunder rolling and roaring.

Li Changxiao was irritable, holding the hilt of the sword, and immediately drew the sword to cut. I saw a sword light breaking through the darkness between heaven and earth. Although it was swallowed by the darkness again in a moment, it also cleared the several miles of evil wind.

After that, the danger in the polar night was uninterrupted. The evil wind did not stop for a moment, and it snowed again.

The snow was black and yellow, and the snowflakes were extremely ugly. They fell into the flesh and took root, turning into small black and yellow flowers. The strange power contained in it can even vaguely pollute the path of human beings.

Li Changxiao has the Great Dream Immortal Body, so even if his spiritual energy is exhausted, it cannot affect him. This black and yellow strange snow has no effect on him. But walking in it, he still feels palpitations and a faint tingling on his scalp.

He has a detached mentality. If he is like this, why should he talk about others. Li Changxiao protected the flower with one hand and held the magic with the other hand, with firm steps.

A few more days passed.

The polar night is even more strange. Li Changxiao was sleeping, but suddenly woke up and was chased by several strange beasts. The strange beasts came from nowhere, and seemed to appear suddenly and disappear suddenly.

Since then, Li Changxiao always pays more attention before going to bed.

As time goes by, the number of attacks by strange beasts increases. Once, Li Changxiao warned in advance and cut it with a sword. With a wail, the beast bled, the blood was black and yellow, and it emitted a foul odor.

In this polar night, apart from the dangers, it was not without benefits. For example, once, Li Changxiao encountered a black ant colony.

The ant colony was really strange, and there were countless ants that could not be swallowed. Li Changxiao did not dare to be careless. He used the thunder seal and the fire seal, and combined with the Qiankun in his palm, he barely dealt with it.

After completely destroying the ant colony, he saw a lake in the university. The lake was a thing where the virtual and the real met. Li Changxiao immediately understood that this lake was called "Tianling Lake", which was a first-class wonder in the world, which could be taken into the body and turned into a part of himself.

Tianling Lake can be summoned as a vision to resist the enemy, and it can also be used as a source of life to nourish the body and soul continuously. Because it was originally a thing where the virtual and the real met, the moment it met Li Changxiao, it turned into a mist-like existence, and was sucked into the body through Li Changxiao's mouth and nose.

In addition, Li Changxiao also encountered many rare treasures, some of which were recorded in ancient books, and some of which had never appeared before.

Li Changxiao encountered a big crisis. That time, he was about to cross a snowy mountain and walked in the wind and snow, but suddenly heard someone calling him from behind.

He felt weird again at the time, so he wanted to look back, but the moment he tilted his head slightly, his whole body's cultivation burst out uncontrollably.

The two beads of life and death circled, disaster and fortune reflected each other, the heaven and earth were reversed, and the creation was revealed. It was a big crisis between life and death, and he immediately stopped looking back. But he was still curious in his heart, so he summoned the heaven and earth plate, and if there was anything wrong, he would drill into the heaven and earth plate.

He looked back and saw clearly that it was an old man who was calling him. The old man was white-haired and skinny. He was waving at Li Changxiao.

The old man smiled suddenly, and dense wrinkles appeared at the corners of his eyes.

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