Comprehensive martial arts: Inherit the weak chicken sword god at the beginning

Chapter 37 Snow Dragon Secret
Unexpectedly, this round-faced young man seems not very smart, but he is actually a person with a clever mind.

Han Fei asked with a smile, "How much?"

"Add, add..."

In fact, the young man didn't think about how much to add, he just blurted out this sentence after feeling a mysterious force.

Seeing his hesitation, Han Fei directly helped him make a decision: "Add another ten taels, but you must be my boatman, and you will sail the boat."

"No problem." The young man immediately patted his chest to reassure.

"When to set off?"

Han Fei looked at the non-existent watch on his wrist and said, "It's now."

……

On the clear surface of the lake, a small fishing boat was wandering, and the ripples it splashed shattered the natural mirror.

"Young master, where are we going?"

The fisherman's name was Fang Datong, and Han Fei had already made it clear just now.

Because his father died early, he had to take care of his sick mother, so he needed money urgently.

"Don't worry about where you are going, just go forward, but you have to calculate the distance, you have to go back before dark."

Han Fei planned to search Kata Lake for a few days, and if he couldn't find it, he would leave. It was not his style to cling to a place.

Even if there may be a legendary dragon in this place
The time quickly came to the afternoon, and there was no doubt that there was no gain.

Not only that, but with his sense of heaven and man, he didn't find anything strange.

It made him wonder, "Do dragons really exist?"

Then Han Fei shook his head: "Forget it, if Xuelong is really so easy to find, it won't be my turn."

"Datong, let's go back."

Fang Datong wanted to go back a long time ago. After all, he was not as advanced as Han Fei, so he couldn't bear the cold.

"okay!"

Then he propped up the long pole, turned the bow of the boat, and returned to the way he came.

On the way, Fang Datong suddenly said: "This young master is also looking for Xuelong."

"Of course, whoever came here recently didn't come for Xuelong? It's just that it's not clear whether Xuelong exists or not," Han Fei replied.

"Xuelong is real." Fang Datong said firmly.

"Oh?" Han Fei was startled. Does this person know something?
"My father died because he discovered Xuelong."

"At that time he discovered Xuelong, and then summoned many fishermen to set sail, but none of them came back."

Speaking of this, the expression on his face was a little sad. Without this snow dragon, his family's life would be much better.

The mother does not have to work non-stop for the young him, and finally fall to the root of the disease.

Hearing this news, Han Fei couldn't sit still: "Do you know where your father found this Xuelong?"

Fang Datong shook his head: "I don't know, I only heard him say that it is in an ice cave."

"Then how do you determine that this Xuelong is real?"

"My father never lied, and I believed him."

Seeing his expression, Han Fei didn't speak again.

Maybe his father just made a joke, and then suddenly fell into danger.

But dying in distress and dying after chasing a snow dragon are two different senses, and the latter has left at least one impressive deed.

The boat was swimming quietly, and Han Fei leaned against the side of the boat without saying a word.

Suddenly, he saw a small black spot in the distance, and this black spot was getting bigger and bigger.

He turned his head to Fang Datou and asked, "Are there any pirates here?"

"How is it possible!" Fang Datong seemed to have heard some joke:
"Everyone here is not rich, and if there are real pirates, they won't come here."

Han Fei nodded, then quietly watched the boat approaching from a distance.

Not long after, the two boats converged, and Han Fei could clearly see the people on the opposite boat.

It was the group of Snow Mountain faction who also rented fishing boats and began to explore this side of the lake.

When Han Fei was looking at them, they were also looking at the two of them.

Especially an old man, a seemingly ordinary old man with an ordinary face.

He is about eight or ninety years old, but his body is quite upright, except that one eyeball has turned white, so he should be blind.

At this moment, he was looking at Han Fei closely with his other cloudy eye.

Han Fei knew that this old man was not simple.

He can clearly sense the cultivation of other people, only the old man in the middle can't feel it at all.

If you say that he is an ordinary person, no one would believe it. It is impossible for ordinary people to be so relaxed on such a cold lake.

Therefore, this old man must be a master, and a master of masters.

The two sides looked at each other, and each defined "the realm of heaven and man" in their hearts.

If Han Fei was just a little surprised, then the old man opposite was full of shock.

Han Fei was too young, even younger than his grandson.

Throughout his life, the old man has seen and heard too many geniuses, and heard too many anecdotes.

Some people are masters at the age of 10, some are great masters at the age of 15, and some are even born as innate.

But without exception, these people were all stuck in front of the barriers of heaven and man, and the fastest ones were stuck for 10 years before breaking through the heaven and man.

Looking at Han Fei's appearance, if he is not a rejuvenated generation, he must be under 20 years old.

For a 20-year-old celestial being, if he tells it, no one will believe it, and no one dares to believe it.

"This son is absolutely extraordinary." The old man thought to himself.

At this time, a female disciple next to him saw his serious face and asked, "What's the matter, Master?"

It turned out that this old man was the previous leader of the Snow Mountain School, known as the "One-eyed Ice Emperor" by people in the world - Mo Shiku.

Mo Shiku, who came back to his senses, shook his head: "It's okay, let's move on, we must find Xuelong."

Han Fei's arrival gave him a sense of oppression. He originally thought that the person who came this time was the one with the highest cultivation level, but he didn't expect that there were other heavenly realms.

I don't know how many people there are in the dark. He is old and may not be able to guard against these open and hidden arrows.

"Master, why do you believe in the existence of this Xuelong so much, what if it doesn't exist?" the female disciple said again.

"Snow Dragon must exist, we have evidence..."

It turned out that the patriarch of the Snow Mountain School had indeed met Xuelong, and even fought against it, and this person was the master of Mo Shiku.

At that time, the patriarch came to Saibei to play, and happened to meet this snow dragon in Kata Lake.

This patriarch's martial arts skills have reached an unimaginable level, the first thought of facing this snow dragon is to catch it.

The two sides fought a big battle for three days and three nights, and in the end both sides suffered losses.

One of Xuelong's dragon horns was cut off, and his vitality was severely injured and he suffered heavy losses.

And this patriarch was also having a hard time, the internal organs were injured by the cold air, resulting in a sharp reduction in lifespan.

After that, the two sides stopped fighting, but chose to retreat.

The dragon horn was taken away by the patriarch, and later the Snow Mountain School was founded, and the dragon horn became the sect's token.

The sole purpose of this patriarch in founding the Snow Mountain Sect is to gather manpower so that one day he can slay dragons.

Use dragon meat, dragon blood to fill his lost lifespan.

After all, this dragon horn is very miraculous, and anyone who practices cold attribute skills can increase their training speed by 10 times if they hold this horn.

Wouldn't dragon blood and dragon meat be more magical?Maybe there is immortality.

This is why eating dragon meat and drinking dragon blood can lead to longevity.

It's a pity, after that time, this Xuelong never reappeared.

And this patriarch was originally wounded and rooted, and after decades of waiting, he finally passed away.

(End of this chapter)