Northern Xinjiang, commonly known as the Hanyuan, is covered with ice and snow all the year round. Even if there is a sun, it cannot melt.
Northern Xinjiang is sparsely populated, with dangerous terrain and harsh environment. It is extremely difficult for ordinary people to survive.
Therefore, there are not many traces of human beings on the whole huge cold plain. The only striking thing is the North Xinjiang Ice Palace, which stands in the center of the cold plain like a country.
The so-called Ice Palace is just an abbreviation.
The full name of the ice palace is called the ice and snow temple, and the ice palace disciples will not call themselves the ice palace, but as the temple disciples.
The sacred palace is surrounded by dragons and tigers. It is the center of the cold plain. Outside the sacred palace, there are seven cities, in the shape of stars and moon, guarding the snow and ice sacred palace in the.
These seven cities, which almost concentrate the population of all people in the northern Xinjiang Hanyuan, are uniformly managed by the ice palace and belong to the peripheral forces of the ice palace.
Yang Xuan tightened his gorgeous and noble mink coat to prevent the oncoming wind and snow from pouring in.
Looking at the huge stone city wall in front of him and the guard with his neck shrunk under the city wall, Yang Xuan nodded darkly.
Not to mention anything else, since he entered the cold plain, he found that although the living conditions here are very bitter and cold, the spirit is good.
As for the mink coat he was wearing, he had spent two hundred liang of gold before.
Although he doesn''t feel cold, it doesn''t hurt to do the superficial Kung Fu of doing as the Romans do.
After entering the city, there are many people on the streets. Most of them are businessmen who sell fur and medicinal materials. There are also martial artists walking, but most of them are low-level martial artists, and there are few congenital ones.
"Get out of the way!" a rumbling voice came from behind, accompanied by a cry.
Yang Xuan turned around and saw a strange light in his eyes.
There were not many people behind him, only seven people. The six people behind him looked at the stream of dog legs, but Yang Xuan''s eyes fell on the first one.
To be exact, it was a behemoth under the man.
Sharp fangs, long hair, strong thighs, and a majestic body occupying almost half the street.
Mammoth?
Yang Xuan searched his memory and finally found a word that matched the behemoth in front of him.
The roar went away, but Yang Xuan was still looking.
This is the first time he has seen such wonders in the world.
"My guest, are you from somewhere else?" said a businessman selling animal fur.
Yang Xuan took back his eyes and nodded.
"As soon as I saw it, outsiders came to us for the first time. They had to take a few eyes at the temple beast." the merchant said proudly.
"Does this beast belong to the divine palace?" Yang Xuan asked.
"Of course." the merchant was very proud: "it''s called heaven swallowing beast. It''s powerful. Ordinary congenital martial artists are only its food. They are unique mounts in the holy palace. Only disciples who contribute to the holy palace can be lucky to get one."
"Is that the temple disciple who just passed by?" Yang Xuan asked casually.
"That''s not true. Didn''t you just say that only the temple disciples can ride."
Yang Xuan gave up the idea of buying a ride.
Since it''s from the ice palace, don''t buy it - just grab one at that time.
When the merchant saw that Yang xuanruo was thinking, he thought he was envious. However, if he knew what Yang xuanruo was thinking, he was afraid that he would immediately fan a big mouth.
After spending a day walking around the seven cities, Yang Xuan lost his interest in traveling, flew up and went straight to the ice palace.
In the center of the seven cities is a mountain of ice and snow, and the ice palace is built on this iceberg.
The sun fell and shone on the buildings built of countless crystals. The ice crystals glittered and dazzling, just like a dream.
It has to be said that with this appearance, the name of the holy palace really deserves its name.
Over the ice palace, Yang Xuanling stood empty and watched quietly.
His arrival was discovered by Ice Palace experts. In the huge ice palace, there were more than ten people surrounded by Yang Xuan.
"Who is it? Why are you spying on my holy palace?" an old woman, with a young face and Hefa, has a beautiful voice even though she is old.
At this time, Yang Xuan''s face was buried in the thick fluff on his coat, so the people didn''t see his face clearly.
The rest of them, though silent, looked bad.
"I''ll get something. Ask your palace master to come out." Yang Xuan said faintly, without waves and waves.
"Bold." the old woman angrily scolded and raised her hand. A cold light cut through the void and stabbed Yang Xuan''s face.
Click!
The ice edge is not close yet, it has turned into countless ice flowers and fluttered away.
The old woman''s face changed and her heart became vigilant.
Just now, she didn''t even see how people shot.
At this time, another white figure rose into the sky and stood in front of Yang Xuan.
Dressed in white and covered with light gauze.
Everyone bowed together: "Deputy palace leader!"
The Deputy palace leader didn''t say anything. She just looked at Yang Xuan quietly for a while. After a long time, she gently said, "your demon God Bai Qi, come from a long way. It''s far from welcome. I hope to make atonement."
WOW!
The old woman and several people who had surrounded her before were shocked at the same time and widened her eyes.
what? Is the demon white? Tianren master Baiqi?
Yang Xuan raised his head, revealed a little red in the middle of his eyebrows, and said faintly, "who is your excellency?"
The woman in White said softly, "I''m Ji Qingrong, deputy palace leader of the divine palace. If you don''t dislike me, you can call me Qingrong."
Yang Xuan was noncommittal and said faintly, "can you decide what''s going on here?"
"What does that depend on?" Ji Qingrong''s business is still soft: "brother Bai, you might as well talk about it."
"Two things." Yang Xuan said, "first, hand over the key to the opening of heaven. Second, let the mastermind and all accomplices who participated in the affairs of the Yang family in Taiping City more than 30 years ago die in front of me."
Boom!
They almost suspected that they had heard wrong. What a arrogant man can say such a thing.
Not to mention handing over things, but to make people die?
The holy palace has stood in the world for many years. Have you ever seen such a arrogant person.
The elder disciple of the ice palace was angry, but Ji Qingrong was still calm. After she looked at Yang Xuan, she said, "the key to the opening of heaven is very important. It''s hard to obey. As for the affairs of the Yang family more than 30 years ago, do you know who ordered it?"
Yang Xuan said coldly, "is it you?"
Ji Qingrong smiled: "brother Bai guessed well. It''s a little woman, but do you know why?"
Yang Xuan really didn''t know, so he asked, "tell me?"
Ji Qingrong sighed and said, "there was news in my temple that the Yang family had a Jiulong stove, a martial arts relic, so I ordered someone to look for it, but I didn''t find it in the end."
Kowloon stove? Yang Xuan was slightly stunned. Why did the Yang family have any Jiulong stove?
"Brother Bai, do you know who told us this news?" Ji Qingrong said again.
"Who?" Yang Xuan asked.
"You killed the sun family." Ji Qingrong smiled again.
Yang Xuan took a deep breath and suddenly smiled after a long silence.
"I see," he said faintly.
"I gave the order, and I have the key to opening the sky, brother Bai..." Ji Qingrong looked at Yang Xuan and smiled: "you want to kill me?"
Yang Xuan was silent. His mink coat melted like ice and snow, revealing the white clothes inside.
Ji Qingrong sighed and said lightly, "it''s a pity that brother Bai can''t kill me. What can I do?"
As soon as the voice fell, a threat of freezing heaven and earth came out of her.