Chapter 82: Cicada Song in Early Winter
e "Master's Ceremony" and had to be even cleaner and whiter!As for the reliability of the "stone of memories"... just listen and dismiss it.Even the great oaths of the heart are unreliable, how much...Master Jiang strode through the wind and snow.
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The snowy region seems like a dream woven from wind and snow, with snow always present and the wind never ceasing.
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For how many days he cultivated in the Tai Xu Corner Tower, Wei Yu followed him for that many days.
Therefore, he need not ask Wei Yu again if she had anything else to do.
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What Wei Yu had to do... has already been done.
And he didn't intend to stay any longer.
Every Tai Xu practitioner who completed their task would receive Xiao Shu's lingering thoughts—a memory of Xiao Shu's voice, meticulously crafted by Jiang Wang.
In one sentence, he would ask everyone — "Do you still have the courage to change the world"
There is no need to answer.
The Way of the Stars bestows equally upon everyone, regardless of whether they ponder it.
Will this world be changed by young people, for the better or worse
There is currently no answer.
But the snow country is time to make a change.
The Star Path Method, which can supplement the outer chapters of the building blocks, is a gift left by Xiao Shu to mankind. No cultivator should miss it.
If the Snow Country continues to isolate itself, it will be actively lagging behind the times, abandoning millions of practitioners in the Snow Country.
The Illusive Realm itself possesses such meaning, but the Path of Stars is more direct and straightforward.
It's like saying that children need to go to school and study to have a future; most people probably wouldn't pay much attention. But if you say that coming to school will earn them eggs...the doormat will be trampled instantly.
Turn down this street, and you'll reach the main road of Xueji City.
On the main road, spacious enough for eight horses to race abreast, Lü Kuiwu stood in the middle.
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At this time, Lü Kuiwu wore heavy armor, a black helmet tucked under his left armpit, and in his right hand, he held a jar of old wine with traces of seal mud still clinging to the edge. He was tilting his head back, pouring it down his throat. His Adam's apple bobbed, the liquid flowing smoothly, filling the air with the rich scent of alcohol. His nose, already flushed from drinking, grew even redder.
The frosty wind dispersed the thick fog.
The street has become more spacious.
Behind him stood ranks of warriors clad in icy armor. Swords like forests, men as cold as ice. Stretching all the way to the horizon's edge.
"Grandmaster Jiang!" He raised his cup of wine, "To a toast!"
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The wine fumes rose like white mist, quite impressive in their extravagance.
The recent caution, anxiety, and timidity seemed not to belong to him.
But Jiang Wang is still Jiang Wang.
“Drinking leads to trouble.” Jiang Wang continued walking forward, as if strolling through a beautiful scenery: “General Lü has important matters at hand, so it’s best to indulge less.”
"This flask of wine has been with me for many years. In the snowy region, it's difficult to endure the cold without drinking some strong liquor!" Lu Kui put down the flask and let it hang at his side: "The delicacies of the snow region, you don't eat them. The fine wines of the snow region, you don't drink them. You come to the snowy country, but for what reason"
Jiang Wang faced the thousands of soldiers alone, looking up at the falling snow. Though his body was in the city, he felt inexplicably distant: "Am I just an observer I represent Taixu Pavilion, and there is only one outcome that matters."
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Without seeing what he was doing, he passed by Lü Kuiwu's side, walked through the military formation, and strode forward.
Thousands of troops are ready to wait.
Lü Kuaiwu put on his helmet, threw the wine altar to the ground, and brandished his sword as he looked back into the wind and snow. All he saw was a figure in a Sun's robe stepping out of the city gate.
“General” the deputy general asked in a low voice.
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Not until the azure in his sight was completely buried by snow did Lü Kuiwu raise his gauntlet. Looking at the snow melting on the steel, he softly said, “The snow is too light, it lacks weight when it falls.”
The deputy general said, "But during an avalanche, everything is buried."
Lü Kuiwu's hand rested on his chest plate, and he spoke reverently: “Thank you, Winter, for imbuing the wasteland with poetry; thank you, Winter, for giving all things slumber...”
On the streets, military formations began reciting: “Thank you, Winter. For blanching this world; Thank you, Winter. For walking with me….”
Lü Kuiwu drew his military knife: "Let's start here. It's been many years, my bones are rusty!"
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Xueji City began to bustle in October, the early days of winter.
There are cicadas chirping on the long street.
When the cicadas buzzed outside, Wei Yu had already finished what she needed to do and accepted the fact that Jiang Zhenren had left her behind.
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In this corner of the vast, empty hall, he had been sitting for thirty-one days.
This is the cycle of life, with no two days being alike out of thirty-one.
The people of Xueji City never bothered him, and Jiang Zhenren never moved. He cultivated every moment. Occasionally he would ask questions, and Jiang Zhenren would answer them basically, but after answering cultivation questions, he would continue to cultivate.
Wei Yu asked herself, her cultivation wasn't lacking diligence, but this ceaseless, day and night puppet-like operation was truly terrifying...
He truly once doubted that Master Jiang was emotionless and devoid of desire, with nothing in his heart but cultivation.
Now then, suspicion is lifted. Master Jiang still remembers the mission.
But the bad news is—Master Jiang isn't playing with us anymore.
The hard training is over, and now I even start to miss it.
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Wei Yu silently drew his long sword. Of course, he understood the sound of cicadas.
The coldest time of the year is when it's three nines (San Jiǔ), while cicadas chirp only in summer.
There is only one species of cicada that sings in winter, it is called the Immortal Technique: Sanjiu Frost Cicada.
This art has mastered the principles of life and death, allowing people to live like cicadas in summer, enduring three nines of winter without shedding their shells. The "Longevity Palace," also known as the Winter Palace, relies on this core immortal art.
Snow-Silent City is not a normal city, and Lü Kuiwu is not a person of this era. He has not lived for a long time, but his vitality has been frozen. It is like the cicada molting again, the old man waking up anew.
What the world doesn't know, Qin knows very well.
In the snowy realm, the first person to truly inherit the Frost Immortal Arts and fully restore the Frost Immortal Palace was not the Frost Fairy Monarch, but Xue Guo's founding emperor, Hong Junyan!
More than two thousand years ago, Xu Qiucun was the heir of Hong Junyan's generation. The Winter Palace in her hand was also inherited from the secret library of the Snow Country.
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...while the reincarnation of Frost Immortal Lord...
Cicadas... grow ever louder.
Don't ruin the Taixu Corner Tower and make True Person Jiang return, you bunch of...frozen flesh!
Wei Yu drew her sword, the blade glinting menacingly, and leaped from the window.
Jiang Zheren was outside the city, leaving behind the enormous Xueji City.
At a certain moment, he looked back at the desolate and icy city, as if it were a gigantic tomb.
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Of course, he wasn't paying attention to the city itself.
Flakes of snow danced in the air before him, then scattered by the wind, faintly forming a human shape.
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That exceptionally beautiful face, when beheld in this person's form, became concrete and tangible. It possessed a clear and delicate outline, shining like crystal with a hint of coldness.
As soon as she appeared, she reached out her hand.
Jiang Wangjing stood motionless in the snow, her hand resting on her long sword, while behind her, a shadowy image of an ancient attic materialized!
Time and space seemed to stand still.
In the midst of a blizzard, a breathtakingly beautiful yet sorrowful woman locked eyes with a man of profound serenity and stillness.
A woman is in the air.
A man in the snow.
Behind the woman stood a city undergoing transformation, taking root in the earth.
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Behind the man was a loft that seemed to exist since time immemorial, hidden in the void.
This is a painting of chaos, opposition, contradiction and stillness.
A woman's slender fingertips brushed lightly across the man's shoulder, brushing away a flake of snow. She spoke softly, "How did you find the truth you were looking for"
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Wind, snow, and people have brought new life to the scene.
Xie Ai can, under the seal of Taixu Pavilion, brush snow off his shoulders for him, of course, she can also take his head.
But Jiang Wang remained unmoved.
He stood motionless in the snow, saying only, "I do not seek the truth. I wait for it to unfold before me. I do not instigate change; I await its arrival."
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In Hán Huā Chéng's Xuān Xiān Lóu, Xie Ai had already hinted that the resistance in Xue Guo within the Tàixū Huàn Jìng came from someone. But Jiāng Wàng didn't investigate as she expected. Instead of following through, he captured a few criminals and then took Wèi Yú to Tàixū Jiǎo Lóu, sitting there for thirty-one days straight.
A very useful piece for stirring up trouble jumped out of the board.
While he cannot be said to be the one pulling all the strings today, anyone who wants to use him as a pawn must first ask if he is willing.
"Since ancient times, dragons and tigers have converged to create wind and clouds, heroes are like whirlpools." Xie Ai sighed, "You came to Xueguo with such fanfare, yet you behave so quietly, it's truly beyond my expectations."
Jiang Wang looked at the sky: "The wind and snow are too heavy here, why don't we find a place to take shelter"
Xie Aido said, "If you want to avoid wind and snow, why come to the snowy region"
"After all, the Zizhu Pavilion does have its own style." Jiang Wang said, "I am that style."
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"Do you not intend to pursue this faceless matter further"
“I thought about it again and again, but I still want to wait until the official business is settled before considering personal matters. I am a foolish person who cannot focus on anything else.”
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"Well played! Your escape was quite timely."
Jiang Wang fell silent for a moment before replying, "I bought a ticket to watch the play, I didn't receive payment for performing."
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“How do you explain the "Starlight Path" A stroke of genius, a brilliant addition to the outer chamber. You have opened the gates of the snow country. You have wasted our time.”
"You," "Do you want to know the answer"
It's reasonable to tap the curtain call gong, isn't it After all, I can't just sit here forever. I need to go home and sleep early after the play is over.
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"You said you were waiting for a change... what kind of change do you hope for"
Jiang Wangdao: "No matter what changes occur, the opening of the Snow Domain is inevitable. I only hope it happens sooner rather than later and comes to an end."
"Don't you want to participate"
Why should I participate
Xie Ai suddenly smiled and said, "It's not up to you!"
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He rolled up his sleeves and instantly moved like a flash of light.
Jiang Wang was being dragged through the air.
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A vast expanse of snow-covered land!
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Looking down upon the earth, there is nothing to be seen, but Xie Ai with a single sweep of his sleeve.
When the mist dissipated, the layers of clouds parted.
The vast and sparsely populated snowy country, in this way, lifted the veil of mystery that had shrouded it for thousands of years.
This was Jiang Wang's first glimpse of the snowy country's land.
Having seen the scenery to the west of Hantan City, having seen the city shadows beyond Hanhua, Xueji, and Bingyang, I also saw the complete five major districts.
He had intended to close his eyes immediately, but he was surprised to discover...
The entire snow country is an enormous formation. At this moment, the formation has been activated, and the entire snowy region is within its coverage!
What is more debatable is that this is not a national defense line.
He had once campaigned east and west, personally experiencing many large battles. This battle was so large, yet it wasn't of the same nature as the national protective formation.
The cities, they serve as nodes of the grand formation. Especially to the west of Hanhuacheng, they are completely exposed. If one is adept at the way of formations, simply traversing four or five of these cities would allow them to feel the power of the array.
It's no wonder that only three cities are open in the snowy country, and outsiders aren't allowed to go west. If it's to hide this formation, then everything makes sense.
From such a height, the Winter Monarch's voice seemed like a chilly wind: "I have made my stance clear in Frost Citadel. Sovereign Hong Xingjian has issued an order - seven days hence, the Snow Realm will officially open, and the entire Snow Country will wholeheartedly welcome the Illusory Realm of Taixu, fully constructing the Taixu Corner Tower. Minister Jiang Ge, your mission is complete. Is all this as you wished"
Jiang Wang suppressed her emotions and said in a calm voice: "This is a move that follows the people's wishes, and I am also a citizen of the world. Of course, I welcome it."
“Then should you not do as I wish” Xie Ai asked.
All of us have gotten what we wished for.
“Look——” Xie Ai didn't seem to intend to force anything. He pointed at the landscape: “This piece is Dong Zhai District, its shape resembles a snowflake; this piece is Lin Yi District, the largest ice lake in the snow country is located here, and it is also the coldest district; this piece is Qingniao District, the terrain looks like a bird; this piece is Shuang He District, does it resemble a mirror This piece is Yu Xin District, the Extreme Pole Heavenly Que Mountains are located here. The Snow Ancestor Hong Junyan once wrote a poem, 'The majestic pass locks the moon's sorrow, golden crow flies across the sky gate...' ”
Jiang Wangdao: “I can feel your emotions toward this snowy land. It must have appeared repeatedly in your dreams during the days you were away from Xueguo.”
The Winter Emperor was taken aback, probably not expecting Jiang Wang to suddenly bring this up.
"Yes, how could Xie Ai not love Xue Guo" she said, continuing to point. "See those cities"
The cities she pointed out, belonging to the five major religious districts, stood out in the vast snowy landscape.
This grand formation, currently being activated, is radiating light that flows like water, clearly directed towards these five cities.
Xie Ai's voice said: "These five cities are Ji Xu City, Zhi Dong City, Dong Ling City, Xue City, and Han Yu City."
And there, unexpectedly, was Xueji!
For thirty-one days Jiang Wang had remained there, the thirty-one days filled with an icy silence - now it was booming, rising with a terrible roar.
Like a sword being drawn from its sheath, there's an aura of imminent sharpness.
Its massive outline rose from the snowy expanse, resembling...a coffin!
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Jiang Wang looked at the other four cities, but perhaps influenced by his initial impression, he saw each towering city as a coffin, each with a different shape.
Just like he looked at those ice houses buried halfway underground, he always felt like they were tombs....
He withdrew his gaze, bringing himself closer to an indifferent passerby.
"What's going on inside Aren't you curious" Xie Ai asked.
"After so many years of the Snow Country being closed off, it's finally going to reveal its secrets. Who wouldn't be curious"
"Why don't we go take a look"
Jiang Wang tensed up, immobile: "If the Winter Emperor insists on forcing me to watch, I will have no choice but to comply. But personally, I would rather sit in the audience, far away."
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“This is a five-mouth coffin,” Xie Ai said. “What do you think it’s burying”
Jiang Wàng said, "I am clumsy."
“You’re just too smart!” Xie Ai grabbed Jiang Wang’s shoulder, and with a flick of her hand, Master Jiang was already flying out. Unconsciously—that erect figure, like a green spear thrust forward.
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Launch the spear directly at Frostfang City!
The vast sky dipped down for thousands of feet, piercing through clouds, wind, and snow. Like a comet falling to earth, it hung a rainbow tail.
What a great Jiang Zhenren!
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Just as they approached the Frost City, three brilliant orbs, each a miniature world, shot out from the figure's body. The Three Realms whirled and merged into one - the Daoist in his green robe suddenly erupted with an earth-shattering aura, like a volcano spewing forth. He broke free from the terrifying inertia, coming to an abrupt halt, suspended above the Frost City as it rose!
Jiang Zhenren's combat response was unparalleled in the world. At the crucial moment when he exerted himself and broke free from the identity of "javelin thrower," he had already reached out to touch the Tai Xu Gouyu —
The heavens and earth are vast, and the boundless void is empty!
Well, you winter emperor! Just wait until I get there to have a word with you!
Master Jiang's movements flowed like water, even amidst his busy schedule he still took time to glance at the high heavens and gracefully lifted a step – yet he remained in the same place.
My hands were empty.
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Where is my jade!
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