Chapter 558 Wusheng Sword Tomb

Feipan Mountain, Liulixue, Yunxia Peak... Fang Yuan crossed the ninth snow line, and compared the terrain calculated on the map bit by bit, to make sure that he was walking in the right direction. Of course, he did this only when his reaction was extremely slow. After the ninth snow line, the terrifying snowstorm was completely beyond his imagination. .

Even Fang Yuan didn't understand why he didn't freeze to death, or he didn't have time to think about these trivial things, but he had a glimmer of hope in his heart, so he took a breath, moved his numb legs, and walked forward step by step.

The magic power of his whole body seemed to have solidified, but fortunately, Fang Yuan's body was extremely solid. When he built his foundation, he built a foundation with five elements, which contained the power of water, which could melt wind and snow. Later, he practiced the Xuanhuang Yiqi Jue, which pushed the change to the extreme. Now, using the wind and cold method, he can barely protect his heart, making him last longer.

But this kind of behavior is equivalent to being subjected to terrifying magical attacks all the time, and the pressure is so great that it is unimaginable...

Fang Yuan himself didn't know how long he could last, or in other words, he didn't think about it anymore.

Regardless of life and death, there is only the Dao in front of you.

Even though his thinking has become rigid, his instinct is still pushing him to move forward.

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Little by little, step by step, a line of deep footprints were left on the snow field, but after the wind and snow, they became very light again.

Gradually, he didn't know how far he had penetrated into the snowfield. When he looked up, at a certain moment, he saw a gorgeous brilliance, like skylight, and like a fairy, lying on the horizon, lingering for a long time. At that moment, he stared at the brilliance for a long time, until a cat meow woke him up, then he lowered his head and continued to walk on the seemingly endless snowfield.

In fact, after passing the ninth snow line, he was already very close to Wusheng Sword Tomb indicated on the map, but now that he was walking alone, his speed was extremely slow, and this journey seemed extremely long, so long that it seemed endless.

But now Fang Yuan has forgotten the time and everything around him, and he has a thought in his heart, either to die or to the end, so he persisted like this, never stopping, the advantage of a practitioner at this time is revealed, if it is a mortal, he would have been frozen to death and exhausted at this time, but a practitioner can forcibly control his own body.

As long as one thought remains, even if the body is dead, it can still let it continue to move forward.

Fang Yuan didn't know if he was dead or not, but he knew that he hadn't reached the end yet, so he never stopped.

Before, he would take a break every other way, but now he didn't even need to take a break, because he knew that once he stopped, he would immediately be in a state of complete annihilation, and there would be no possibility of reaching the end again.

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"Senior Brother Fang Yuan...Senior Brother Fang Yuan..."

There seemed to be a phantom sound coming from Fang Yuan's ears, Fang Yuan's consciousness had been frozen, so it was blurry, like a drum shaking from the air. After a long time, the voice became clear. He regained his composure and realized that it was Jin Hanxue who was calling him. Now her face, which was also frozen by the wind and snow, was showing a pleasant expression of surprise. She grabbed herself and pointed to the back...

Fang Yuan's gaze was dull, and it took a lot of effort to turn his gaze away.

Then he saw a bottomless cliff!

The cliff was unfathomably deep, with no bottom visible, and the wind and snow danced wildly in the air, making it impossible to leap. On the top of the cliff, there was a black stone gate. Behind the stone gate, there was a black iron suspension bridge that only allowed one person to pass through.

"The gate of the mysterious sword?"

It took Fang Yuan a lot of effort to react.

There was a hint of bitter joy in my heart.

On the map of Wusheng Sword Tomb, the last mark is such a cliff.

That is to say, according to the map of Wusheng Sword Tomb, when you see this cliff, wait until you have found Wusheng Sword Tomb.

My own path is about to come to an end.

"Let's go!"

Fang Yuan uttered two words with difficulty, and then walked forward slowly.

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Finding this cliff is not something to be happy about. Before the Wusheng Sword Tomb, it is impossible that there was no trial. This bridge should be just one of the trials. It may not be easy to cross it like this. But now, Fang Yuan has no more thoughts to think about it. He just gathered the strongest mind, deduced it, and after confirming that there is no restriction on the bridge, he walked up.

The wind blows the bridge and shakes it.

Below is an unfathomable cliff, and the sky is full of wild winds.

You can't fly away, you can only walk over, and if you fall, you will definitely be smashed into pieces by the strong wind below.

Fang Yuan withdrew his mind and walked straight forward.

With his cultivation base, he still can't see the above restrictions, so he can only take one step at a time.

After all, this bridge is here for people to pass.

With this thought in mind, Fang Yuan could be said to be mentally prepared to meet everything, but to his surprise, he walked in front, and Jin Hanxue walked behind. The two of them, one in front of the other, were worried, but they walked all the way to the other end of the iron bridge.

"Could it be that the restrictions on the suspension bridge have decayed for so long?"

Fang Yuan could only think so, and then continued to walk forward.

After passing through a winding snow track, and bypassing a mountain wall leaning like a sword, a river appeared in front of Fang Yuan.

As early as the first snow line, it was freezing cold, but on the current snowfield, after the ninth snow line, a river suddenly appeared, wide and boundless, rushing from the far east, and flowing straight to the west!

The river water is clear, cold, very beautiful, but also very strange!

"Is this the second trial?"

Fang Yuan stood by the river, thinking that there must be some kind of trial.

Jin Hanxue looked at this river, and thought in a daze: "Could this be the never-freezing Youhe River recorded in our Jin Family Code? This is the seed that can help people achieve the way of heaven and build a foundation. It actually exists here, right in front of us..."

Then her eyes became terrified: "Such a river is here, there must be something weird?"

The white cat felt her heart beating faster, and despised her timidity.

Then it stretched lazily, it was ready to come out and do something.

But Fang Yuan didn't wait for it to come out, so he staggered towards the river.

Looking at the wide glacial river, he thought about it with the few thoughts left now, but he really couldn't see anything. He just swept his eyes far away, looked around a few times, and saw a stone-carved strange boat floating on the river, moored on the bank, the river water was clear, and the stone boat was like ink.

Since there is a boat, let's row it...

Fang Yuan walked over directly, stepped onto the strange boat, picked ice to make oar, and slowly rowed over.

"Brother Fang Yuan, you..."

Jin Hanxue yelled anxiously, her whole body turned cold with fright.

That strange boat is just placed there, there must be some kind of mystery...

Why did you go straight up?

She wanted to stop it, but in this world of ice and snow, she didn't have much vitality to speak of, so how could she stop it?

Therefore, she could only stare blankly at Fang Yuan rowing the strange boat and drifting towards the opposite bank.

Not only was she stunned, but the white cat that poked its head out of her chest just now was also stunned.

... Is this fool going to drown?

But in their astonished eyes, they saw that Fang Yuan rowed obediently to the other side of the river, jumped off, and then the strange boat floated back along the river, Fang Yuan looked back at them, as if he was waiting for them to row over...

Jin Hanxue was completely stunned, unable to figure it out, so she had no choice but to set foot on the strange boat and row over.

Afterwards, they moved forward all the way, passing through the Iron Sword Forest, passing through the Valley of Fire Ashes, and walked through a cave eroded by wind and snow. Every place seemed extremely dangerous, and people dared not pass through it rashly, but they happened to pass without wind or waves, and passed through in the safest way.

Walking forward little by little, finally passed through a misty snow and fog, and came to a snow valley.

Fang Yuan, who was walking in front, suddenly stood still, staring blankly at the front, not moving for a long time.

Jin Hanxue also hurriedly followed, following his gaze, a burst of complicated emotions arose in her heart.

Kongsheng V, the sword is buried here!

In front of Fang Yuan was a black stone tablet with words carved out by sword marks on it.

The stele cannot be seen how old it is, it seems to have been here for tens of thousands of years, but the writing is still clear.

"This is Wusheng Sword Tomb?"

Jin Hanxue felt a joy in his heart: "This is the inheritance place of the third sword demon?"

She felt as if she was in a dream, and she hardly dared to imagine that this legendary Wusheng Sword Tomb was really found like this?

Fang Yuan obviously didn't have much joy on his face, even if he looked carefully, there seemed to be a trace of worry, but after staring at the stone tablet for a long time, he walked around the stone tablet, walked forward, and within a few steps, he felt that the ground was soft with ice and snow, and then he fell straight down, fell on the same soft snow, raised his head uselessly, and saw a cave.

It was a dark and ancient cave.

In other words, this is a stone palace, a vast, boundless, ancient and vast stone palace.

It is hard for people to imagine how such a stone palace was built on the extremely cold extreme northern snowfield.

But this is also understandable, if there is no magic at all, what kind of Wusheng Sword Tomb is it?