The snowflakes that filled the sky were like the willow catkins in spring, dancing non-stop, adding a touch of silver to the rugged mountain road.
"Creak, creak!" Two figures, one tall and one short, were slowly moving through the snow barrier.
The tall one was a man with unkempt hair and dirty face. His clothes were ragged, and he looked like a beggar who would be chased away no matter where he went.
Her arms and ankles were exposed, already purple and purple, and she was wearing straw sandals.
To be dressed like this in such cold weather, it could only mean that the heavens did not want him to live.
On the other hand, although the short girl was thin, her clothes were not torn. The man and woman curled up and walked forward step by step.
"If this continues, you will freeze to death here. Let's find a place to rest first.”
The girl looked worriedly at the man curled up. Although she was young, she knew that the man in front of her had reached his limit. If she did not find a warmer place, he might really freeze to death.
The young man tried his best to control his stiff face and forced a smile.
When the girl opened her mouth, the part above the young man's mouth had already been frozen. There was no movement at all. There was only a grin on his mouth, as if the part above his mouth already belonged to him.
"It's nothing. Let's hurry up. We've already reached the foot of Jingshi Mountain.。。。Hold... In a moment..."
It was fine at first, but as the cold wind blew in, the young man's body temperature plummeted and he began to tremble.
"Alright, stop talking. Let's hurry up the mountain.”
The girl nudged the boy as she walked, hoping to bring him some warmth.
The young man felt the girl's feelings and wanted to laugh but did not dare to. He could only walk forward in a muffled voice.
As he walked, the young man could not help but sigh in his heart. He could be considered the most miserable transmigrator.
The young man's name was Zhao Yu. He had taken the last bus to this place and had taken over the body of someone with the same name as him.
When Zhao Yu woke up, he realized that his body was seriously injured. If no one treated him, he would not be able to escape death.
Fortunately, he was saved by the girl beside him. After that, the two of them had been living together for more than two months.
As a standard transmigrator, Zhao Yu naturally had a system called the Creation Deduction System. However, this system was different from the others.
Other systems only needed the host to say a name and they would be able to start deducing. However, if Zhao Yu wanted to deduce, he would need to have or see the source to do so.
For example, if one wanted to deduce the Crisp Sword Art, one had to have Guigu 'zi or a book that explained the Crisp Sword Art.
If he wanted to deduce the curved shaft plow, he had to make a straight plow.
Even though the system had lost its conscience, it still gave Zhao Yu a discount, which was a chance to derive high-level items and techniques for free.
The things deduced by the system were divided into beginner, intermediate, advanced, and top-notch. Advanced cultivation techniques were already considered top-notch in this world.
In the future, if he wanted to perform deductions, he would have to obtain deduction points. There were many ways to obtain deduction points. He could kill people, exchange for rare items, or buy them directly with money.
After figuring out everything, Zhao Yu planned his future, which was to go to Daoism.
In order to successfully deduce, he needed books. Books in this era were more precious than gold. If he wanted to obtain books, he had to go to the Hundred Schools of Philosophy.
As a result, Zhao Yu only had two options. One was the Mo family, and the other was the Taoist school.
The Mo Family was a place where all rivers ran into the sea. As long as one's character passed, they could become a disciple of the Mo Family.
As for the Daoist, it was all because of the little loli beside him. The moment Zhao Yu saw the little loli, he knew his identity.
For the sake of this little loli, he couldn't see the martial arts manuals, but he could read some ancient books.
Just from the book 'Zhuangzi' alone, the system could deduce several martial arts.
He might not be able to deduce the best martial arts manuals in this world, but he should be able to deduce the Northern Dark Divine Art. Zhao Yu did not have high expectations, as long as he had a way to survive.
Hence, Zhao Yu brought the girl to Jingshi Mountain, where the Daoists were located.
Mount Jingshi was later known as Mount Laojun. Laozi, the founder of Daoism, established his cultivation here and was also the headquarters of Daoism.
The two of them suddenly encountered heavy snow on their way. The two of them were not dressed well to begin with, so this was adding insult to injury.
Thinking about how he had transmigrated to this place, Zhao Yu felt his eyelids grow heavier. He had already shown incredible perseverance by walking to the foot of Jingshi Mountain.
" If I fall, don't worry about me. Strip me and go up the mountain. If you care about me, we will both die in the end," Zhao Yu used his last bit of strength to give the little girl a final warning.
After saying this, Zhao Yu felt his vision go black and he fell to the ground.
Seeing Zhao Yu faint, the little girl bit her lips and finally burst into tears.
The child's cries were nothing compared to the cold wind and snow.
Even though the girl knew that crying now would exhaust the little strength she had left, she still could not control her emotions.
After her family passed away, it was not easy to find someone she could rely on for survival. Just like that, the six-year-old girl finally could not help but break down.
"Little girl, why are you crying here?”
The girl's crying stopped abruptly. She looked around and found that there was no one around. She thought she was hallucinating.
Suddenly, smoke rose from the girl's side. An old Taoist priest in a white Taoist robe appeared in front of the girl.
The sudden appearance of the Taoist priest gave the girl hope. She grabbed onto the corner of the Taoist priest's clothes like a drowning person grabbing onto a straw.
"Grandpa, can you please save him?”
The Daoist squatted down and placed his finger on the tip of Zhao Yu's nose. When he realized that Zhao Yu was still breathing, he immediately said,
"This young man is lucky and can still be saved. Follow me.”
After saying that, the old Taoist carried Zhao Yu and pulled the girl up the mountain.
At this moment, the girl suddenly realized that the warmth of standing beside the old Taoist priest was completely different from the feeling of being frozen to the point where she could not even speak.
"Why don't I feel cold standing beside you?”
The girl's bright and curious eyes made the old priest feel a little fond of her.
"This is the inner force of my Daoist Heavenly Sect. Do you want to learn it?”
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