Autumn turns to winter, the mountains are covered with heavy snow, and birds and beasts disappear in the mountains. Wei Shiqi hunts monsters all the way, and unknowingly arrives at the northernmost end of Jietian Ridge. A towering mountain peak stands in front of him. Looking up, the mountain peaks are like giants holding up the sky. They are covered with ice and snow, and have sparse vegetation, revealing a strange solemnity and solemnity.
Time is running out, it’s almost time to turn back! Wei Shiqi squinted his eyes and looked at the top of the mountain when he suddenly heard a low crashing sound, which was submerged in the wind and snow and disappeared in an instant. He listened attentively, and after a while, the same sound sounded again. This time, he heard it more clearly. It was an iron pickaxe hitting the rock, coming from deep inside the mountain.
Could someone be mining in the mountains? Wei Shiqi became curious and climbed up the mountain following the sound.
There is no path to follow in the barren mountains, and the rocks are covered with ice and snow, making them slippery. Even though Wei Shiqi is physically strong, there is no use for him in a place like this. He had to use an iron rod to poke into the ice. Taking advantage of my strength, I grabbed a few sparse bushes and slowly climbed up the mountain like an ant.
We walked around a cliff that looked like an ax and a knife, and came to the north of the mountain. The wind and snow suddenly became violent, the world turned upside down, ghosts cried and wolves howled, and the faintly audible impact sound was drowned in the howling wind. He was disoriented and couldn't open his eyes. He could only move forward by feeling.
After climbing for a while, Wei Shiqi began to retreat. The weather was so bad that it was not an option to continue like this. Now he found a gentle slope, summoned up the earth's energy to protect his whole body, and walked along the ice and snow. He slid down, and every time he slid a few feet away, he used an iron rod to stabilize his body, took a breath, and continued to slide down.
"Ding——" Another low sound came from not far away. Wei Shiqi's spirit was lifted. He climbed over in the wind and snow, and found a dark cave between the cliffs. , slightly steaming. He listened carefully and heard several more crashes, which were undoubtedly coming from deep inside the cave.
Wei Shiqi picked up a piece of broken ice and gently threw it in. The ice seemed to have fallen into a smooth tunnel, sliding all the way down and disappearing into the darkness beyond his sight. Just as he held his breath and listened carefully, a dazzling sword light shot out from the darkness, as fast as a spark, and shot towards his chest.
Wei Qiqi hurriedly raised the iron rod and smashed it hard. The flying sword and the iron rod collided with each other, and fire flew everywhere. Seeing that the iron rod was overwhelmed, the surface cracked like a spider web. Fine lines, his heart trembled, Gentu Qi surged out, and with a fierce force, he swept the flying sword aside.
In terms of strength, he is not inferior to his opponent, but the iron rod cannot withstand the sharp edge of the flying sword.
Wei Shiqi seemed to hear someone say "Hey", and he knew something was wrong. Just as he was rolling down the mountain, another pale golden rope flew out of the darkness, like a flying dragon, and pulled him away. His right leg was tightly wrapped around him and he was violently pulled inwards. Wei Shiqi groaned, exerted strength in his waist and abdomen, held the hole with an iron rod in his right hand, and hurriedly reached for the bone-picking knife with his left hand.
The flying sword jumped up and pierced his throat. It was fierce but not serious in killing intent. Wei Shiqi let out a long sigh, that’s it. He waved the iron rod to block the flying sword. He lost his strength and was caught by the rope. ShunDrag it into the hole.
The cave extends diagonally downward, and the walls are unexpectedly smooth. Wei Shiqi is like sitting on a slide, rushing into the darkness with his head and feet, flying swords are pressing behind him step by step, forcing him to not stop. Dare to slow down.
After turning a few corners, his eyes suddenly lit up. He couldn't help but fall into a huge hole. There was nothing around him, and there was no place to rely on. Looking up, he saw that the dark hole was quickly moving away. , looking down, the light is dazzling, and the figures of two figures, a man and a woman, are cast on the stone wall, erratic.
The hard rock hit him head-on. Wei Shiqi tried his best to use the energy of Gentu to protect himself, but he still fell dizzy. His internal organs were shaken and he spurted out half a mouthful of blood. He gritted his teeth and tried to get up. He opened his eyes and took a closer look. He felt that the man and woman looked a little familiar. They seemed to be Qian Juan from the Pingyuan sect and Cao Yu from the Xuantong sect.
The rope loosened his legs and retracted into Cao Yu's sleeves like a snake. The flying sword circled around and returned to Qian Ju'an's hand. Wei Shiqi staggered and saluted, and said in a hoarse voice: "I've met Master Qian and Master Cao." As he spoke, he spat out another mouthful of blood.
Cao Yu blinked and finally recognized him, and said with a smile: "I wonder who it is. It turns out to be a disciple of the Xiandu Sect's Winter Hunter. No wonder he can block Senior Brother Qian's flying sword strike. ! How did you find this place?"
Wei Shiqi smiled bitterly: "The disciple came to the mountain chasing the monster, and was trapped by the wind and snow. He slipped down and accidentally found the entrance of the cave. He didn't want to be dragged by his uncle. Come down."
"Haha, it is indeed a coincidence."
Cao Yu smiled like a flower, with a talisman floating beside him, emitting a dazzling light. His face returned the sword to its sheath, and he bent down to pick up the iron pickaxe at his feet. His clothes were covered with dust. Wei Shiqi looked along the direction where the two of them were standing, and saw pieces of dark ore embedded in the pitted rocks. Flashing purple brilliance.
Qian and Cao were obviously collecting ore. What kind of precious ore did they need to do it themselves? Wei Shiqi felt that his situation was a bit embarrassing, so he took the initiative to ask for help: "It turns out that the two uncles are mining here. The disciples are low in cultivation and have a lot of strength. It is better to let the disciples do this kind of rough work."
< p>Qian Juan hesitated for a moment, then handed him the pickaxe and said, "Okay, come and try it."