Chapter 171： Cairen

Flying in the snow. While carrying the breath, it really did not feel cold.

Mo Tiange thought to himself that, in this case, the monks of the extremely northern glacier would have to operate Reiki all the time. In a certain way, wouldn't it be more time for cultivation than ordinary monks? No, this cold wind refining monk can't resist, they must have some secret method.

As I was thinking, the spreading consciousness suddenly found traces of living creatures. Mo Tiange changed his body shape, changed his direction, and swept northwest.

The consciousness was locked. Before long, she saw a group of people walking on the glacier, but they were mortals!

She frowned, waved her sleeves, and descended.

The majesty emanating from monk Zhuji shocked these mortals. When they saw her appearance, they bowed down and worshiped, saying: "See the fairy, see the fairy!"

In the kneeling of these mortals. Mo Tiange fell on the ice and said, "Who are you?"

Among these mortals, the middle-aged man with a beard on his face was kneeling at the front. At this moment he raised his head and respectfully said: "It turned out to be a fairy, villain, etc. have no eyes, please forgive me." The attitude is humble and humble.

Mo Tiange could not help frowning: "It doesn't have to be this way, you get up and answer."

"Yes." The man responded with a sound, then got up and shouted at the people behind him, "Fairy, let's get up, get up, get up."

These mortals got up in twos and threes, and Mo Tiange noticed that they were all young men, with a few women, who looked quite strong.

"Fairy, we are from the Seal Tribe. This is the snow lotus we picked this time. Please ask the fairy to check." Then, taking out a jade box from her arms, she opened it and gave it with her hands.

Mo Tiange froze. This jade box is used by monks to collect spirit grass. The snowdrops in it are spirit grass. What are they doing?

"Did you deny the wrong person?"

Seeing that she did not accept the jade box, the man looked at her carefully, and said, "Is the fairy from the south?"

"... Yes." Mo Tiange looked at the man. Brows frowned. "What do you mean?"

The man laughed kindly: "The fairy comes from the south. No wonder we don't know our customs in the extreme north. We are Cairen people, our immortal teacher in the extreme north, when they meet us, they will take spiritual stones with us Change snowdrops, so ... "

"It turned out like this ..." This extremely northern place is really quite different from Kunwu. Mo Tiange remembered what he was going to ask: "You are mortals, why can you face the cold wind and snow? This snow is unusual!"

"Ah, don't you know the fairy?" The man wondered. "Don't the fairy come from Da'an City?"

"Da'an City?" Mo Tiange paused, remembering that he said on the jade bamboo slips given to her by the Ye family, no matter monks or mortals, they would pass Da'an City to the far north. The last big city is very convenient if you want to replenish supplies or ask for news.

"If the fairy comes from Da'an City, someone should have introduced us to the extreme north at the time of supply."

Mo Tiange said lightly: "I came directly from the middle of the earth to the extreme north without passing through Da'an City-it is better to talk to me if it is detailed. I have my own reward."

Hearing her last sentence, the man smiled and smiled, "Yes, yes. The villain talked to the fairy ..."

It turns out that the mortals in the far north are not the same as Middle-earth and Kunwu. They have no kingdom and no city, only divided into tribes. Each tribe is different in size, with more than tens of thousands of people and dozens of small people. There are thousands of small and large tribes living on this vast northern plain of thousands of thousands.

But these tribes are not all friendly. Some of them are married to each other, while others hate each other. Before the establishment of the Fa-rectification sect, each of these tribes had their own cultivators, which they called shamans. The shaman is often the leader of the tribe. If a tribe does not have a shaman, it must pay tribute to the tribe that has the shaman. Shaman is the **** of the tribe of the far north.

And these shamans, in fact, are only some low-level cultivators, even the shamans of large tribes, are only building the base period-this is inferred by Mo Tiange from this man's words.

When the immortal from Kunwu established the Fa-rectification sect in the extreme north, they conquered the shaman of the large tribe, and ordered that the shamans of all tribes must belong to the dharma-sect. In return, the Fa-rectification would protect his tribe.

At first, the tribes of the far north were not convinced and felt that the Dharma sect broke their tradition. A series of means can be followed with the Fa-rectification. The tribes found that with Fa-rectification asylum, their lives were better, and they gradually became convinced, and Fa-rectification became their new god.

Thousands of years later, the Dharma sect firmly took root in the extreme north, and for this reason, the tribes here abandoned their traditions. They no longer called shamans, but changed their names to immortal masters or fairies according to the names of Middle-earth and Kunwu; their former shamans wore robes and combed their Taos; even their unique language was no longer the main The terminology, instead, speaks like Middle-earth and Kunwu people; even their lives are different from thousands of years ago.

Once the tribe, they lived on predatory fish and beasts under the glacier. After the Fa-rectification sect appeared, all the tribes sheltered by them would get a magical instrument that could help them catch animals. However, this kind of spirit tool needs the spirit stone to start, and they organized a team of straight lotus picking on the vast snowy field to pick snow lotus. Exchange the monk with the monk. Although picking snowdrops is also difficult, it is much less dangerous than catching a beast.

Because of the powerful power of the Fa-rectification sect, the mortals in the far north respect the immortal practitioners very much. Whenever the immortal practitioners pass by, they will warmly entertain and point the way. If they are lucky, they can get paid for several spirit stones.

This group of people encountered by Mo Tiange was the Cailian team of a tribe called seals who thought that she was a monk of the Dharma sect and presented snow lotus.

Listened to these. Mo Tiange nodded and asked, "The cold wind here is also difficult for the cultivators to resist. Why are you not affected if you are mortals?"

The headed man explained: "The fairy doesn't know, this is the effect of snow lotus. People in the far north will wash their bodies with soup made from snow lotus every year, so that they are not afraid of cold wind."

"Oh?" Mo Tiange looked at the snow lotus in the jade box with a bit of interest. "Although the spirit grass is not very old, it is full of aura. The monks here are willing to use it for you mortals?"

"Back to the fairies, ordinary snowdrops are not too far north of us, so they are not so precious. However, the snowdrops dedicated to the fairy teachers are rare and difficult to find."

"Oh, that's it ..."

"Fairy." After the man finished speaking, he looked up at Mo Tiange, "I don't know this snow lotus, may you be interested?"

Hearing this, Mo Tiange was puzzled: "Isn't this what you want to dedicate to the monks of the Dharma School? Can it also be given to outsiders?"

The man laughed respectfully: "I don't know the Fairy. The Fa-rectification doesn't restrict us from having to offer snow lotus. If there are monks from the south, we can exchange them for spiritual stones. The young master of our tribe said, this Snow lotus can be refined into an elixir, which is only effective for those who practice water spells, so the monks in the south will not come to grab them, and they will change some for their own use. This has no effect on the Fa-rectification. "

"..." It is no wonder that the Fa-rectification sect is unique in this family. The unique spiritual roots and spells are the foundation of its legitimacy. It is deterrent and graceful to mortals.

Mo Tiange thought so, reached for the snow lotus in the jade box, looked at it for a while, and asked, "How many spirit stones do you want to exchange for this snow lotus?"

Hear her asking. The man hurriedly bowed: "How much the Master is willing to give is a reward for us."

This sentence made Mo Tiange smile. Everyone loves respect and flattery, even if it is not sincere, it is comfortable to listen to. Besides, this man looks sincere and sincere, it doesn't seem to be false—the Fa-rectification is here The extreme north is so real, it can make these mortals so sincerely love and respect the cultivator.

Mo Tiange touched a handful of spirit stones from the Qiankun bag and handed it to the man: "Most of it is the reward for your answer." This snow lotus is about ten years old. It is not precious to the monk. The price of Kunwu's spirit grass is roughly estimated, which is about ten spirit stones.

The man looked at a dozen or so colorful spirit stones, was surprised, his eyes disappeared with a smile, and he even nodded: "Thank you Fairy for your reward." Then, a group of dozens of people knelt down and bowed their heads again.

Mo Tiange waved his sleeves, and an aura supported them. These people knelt without moving, she couldn't stand it.

"You said, this snow lotus boiled down and scrubbed your body can resist the cold wind? Is it also the monks of the Fa-rectification?"

With her spirit stone, the man became more respectful and replied, "This is what we mortals do. However, listening to the immortal master of my tribe, there is another set of methods for applying monks in the Fa-rectification, which can not only resist the cold wind, You can also increase reiki. "

"Oh?" Mo Tiange heard some heartbeats, "This method allows outside transmission?"

"This ... the villain doesn't know." The man said, adding quickly, "If there is no urgent matter, the fairy can go to our tribe to be a guest. Our fairy teacher returned just a few days ago."

Mo Tiange thought about it. She didn't have any purpose anyway. It didn't matter if she visited this tribe. It would be better if she could learn more about the extreme north with their fairy teacher.

Thinking so, she nodded with a smile: "So, I'm disturbing you."

Hearing her, the man was pleasantly surprised, and hurriedly respected the gift: "Dare to dare, Fairy is a guest in our tribe, but our honor, Fairy please."

Mo Tiange looked at the snowy sky, and said, "I'll send you a ride." Then, raising his hand, offering Bai Sipa, and then hitting a trick, Bai Sipa grew instantly. With a swipe of her sleeves, her aura spurted out, holding up a dozen mortals.

It seemed to be the first time to see such a means. The leading man was shocked and delighted, standing on Bai Sipa, tremblingly saying: "Fairy, this ..."

"Why, you don't want to?"

The man quickly shook his head: "Of course not, there are fairies who take us back, we are much safer, thank you fairies." Said to kneel again.

Mo Tiange was helpless. These people were so respectful to the monks, they knelt at every turn.

She raised her hand to stop their movements: "Stand up, you can show your way."

"Yes. Fairy, our tribe is in this direction ..."

The seal tribe is not far apart. With mortals, Mo Tiange did not dare to fly too fast, but it was only a short while before he saw the dense white roof below.

It turns out that in this extreme north, there is a lack of material, but ice is not lacking. These mortals use ice to make their houses. The temperature in the extreme north is extremely low, water drips into ice, and the house formed by ice barriers is not air-permeable, not only cold, but also very warm.

These Mo Tiange were all introduced by this man. The leading man is Haibo, the patriarch of the seal tribe. The people far north have no surnames. Since the establishment of the Dharma sect, they have also started using surnames. All their seal tribes are surnamed Hai.

Looking down from above, a large group of igloos are crystal clear and very beautiful in the heavy snow.

"Fairy, over there."

Hai Bo was on his way, Mo Tiange fell on the open space in the middle of the igloo group.

There were originally many people in the open space, each of them was busy with their own affairs, the women were mending and drying, and the men were repairing various appliances and handling the bodies of various beasts. Seeing them coming down from the sky, they all came around.

Landing on the open space, put away Bai Sipa, Mo Tiange found a headache, a group of people kneeled down.

Helpless, she turned to Haibo and said, "I don't like this, you tell them not to kneel."

Hai Bo nodded, stepped forward, and said loudly, "Let's get up, this fairy doesn't like others kneeling. What should I do!"

Hearing the patriarch said, these talents stood up one after another, some went back to work, and some came to talk to their loved ones.

Hai Bo turned around and said to Mo Tiange: "Fairy, please, our fairy teacher is here."

Mo Tiange nodded and followed Haibo toward one of the highest igloos.

As he walked, Haibo introduced to her: "The immortal master of our tribe is an official disciple of the Dharma School. If you have any questions, he must know! Come, the fairy lifts the animal skin curtain in front of the igloo. Mo Tiange went in.

Mo Tiange smiled and took the lead-she was already on the tribe, and she already felt the breath of a foundation-building monk. It was unexpected that a tribe with only a few hundred people would actually have a foundation-building monk.

Inside is a small hall, the display is not different from Middle Earth and Kunwu, the difference is the material ~ www.novelhall.com ~ most of the furniture is made of ice, the curtains are made of animal skin, and some tea cups, etc. It is carved from wood.

As soon as he entered the small hall, Haibo stood in front of a curtain and shouted, "Immortal Master, Haibo, please!" Then he stood respectfully in front of the curtain.

After a while, a voice came in, "What's up?"

Hai Bo confessed, "There is a fairy asking for advice."

After Hai Bo said this, Mo Tiange let out the momentum of the monk. Sure enough, there was a noise inside, and then someone raised the curtain and came out.

This is a young man, tall and thin, with a thin face, wearing an orthodox robe.

Mo Tiange raised his hand and was about to salute, but he shouted, "It's you!"

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