It was the first heavy snow of the year in Yandi. The snow lasted for a full three days before it stopped, turning everything in front of them into silver.
The snow was so thick that it reached one's knees, making it extremely difficult for people, horses, carts, and donkeys to move forward.
Under such circumstances, Ning Chen was not in a hurry to hurry on his way. He wanted to do something that would yield twice the result with half the effort.
He found a cave in a mountain forest. Inside, a big bear was hibernating with two little bears. Ning Chen did not wake them up.
On this day.
The snow had stopped, and the sun was shining brightly. The usual cold wind had also become gentler.
In a silver-clad and desolate mountain forest, Ning Chen carried his sword and walked on the snow. The snow was extremely thick and soft. An ordinary person's foot could reach their knees and thighs, but Ning Chen's footsteps only left half an inch of marks on the snow.
This meant that his lightness skill was already very close to the realm of Traceless Snowsteps.
Standing on the soft snow, Ning Chen began to practice his sword.
Using the sword techniques he had learned as the foundation, he executed six different sword intents in turn.
"Although these six sword essences have their own unique characteristics, I still feel that I can't unleash their full power.”Ning Chen thought to himself as he sheathed his sword.
"Perhaps the other sword essences are not suitable for the Lone Peak Thirteen Swords and the other sword techniques.”
"What I should do is to create a sword technique that perfectly fits the sword intent on the basis of the sword intent I've comprehended.”Ning Chen lowered his head and looked at the White Glass Sword in his hand.
"Now that I'm stuck into the ice and snow, I'll start with the Frost Sword Intent.”
After making up his mind, Ning Chen immediately sat down on the thick snow. He stabbed the sword in front of him and closed his eyes.
About an hour later.
Streams of gray cold air gushed out from Bai Li's sword, which was emitting a soft sword hum.
Then, the sword began to freeze rapidly. The blue ice was extremely cold, emitting a blue chill. The chill continued to spread in all directions, freezing everything that came into contact with it. Ning Chen, who was sitting cross-legged on the snow, was no exception.
Only when the ground within a radius of three meters around Ning Chen was completely frozen did it stop.
But immediately after, two streams of icy blue essence Qi gushed out from the thick snow on the ground and circled around Ning Chen's body before falling into his completely frozen body.
In an instant, the frost sword intent increased exponentially.
In an instant, it expanded from one zhang to ten zhang, and it continued to increase. Fifteen zhang…twenty zhang…thirty zhang…forty zhang…it only stopped when it reached fifty zhang.
The height of the ice also increased. In the end, the Bai Li sword was the tallest, forming an ice mountain that was 100 feet tall and 500 feet wide.
Under the illumination of the sun, it was flowing with light.
When it was almost evening, the sky was filled with red light and the setting sun was shining.
The ice mountain began to melt, turning into countless wisps of dark blue cold air, condensing into illusory gray sword shadows in the air.
Ning Chen opened his eyes, and a blue sword light flashed in the depths of his eyes.
He gripped the hilt of Bai Li's sword in front of him, and in an instant, the sword shadows condensed from the cold air in the air were like rivers returning to the sea, sinking into Bai Li's sword.
Ning Chen held the long sword in his hand as if he was holding a pen and splashing ink. He casually waved it towards the distant forest.
Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!
Hundreds of icy sword qi slashed out like blooming petals.
As they landed in the forest, the extreme cold froze everything that came into contact with the sword Qi. The snow was no exception. In the area of 50 feet that was enveloped by the sword Qi, huge ice swords that were several meters tall appeared wherever the sword Qi landed, piercing straight into the sky.
Ning Chen looked at the scene created by the sword and nodded in satisfaction. He sheathed his sword and said,
" One sword, Ice Burial, freeze everything."
"This sword shall be called Ice Burial."
In the next few days, the sun was warm, and the ice and snow gradually melted into water, gurgling.
Ning Chen took this opportunity to spend three days, using his own sword technique as the foundation and the Flowing Water Sword Intent as the guide to comprehend another sword technique.
As he swung his sword, the sword shadow was like flowing water, and it was also like a waterfall that had the power of a thousand catties.
Ning Chen simply called this move Flowing Water.
These two sword moves were completely compatible with the ice and flowing water sword intents. Moreover, they were related to Ning Chen's own water and ice attributes. When he used them, they were extremely convenient and powerful.
Ning Chen compared the two sword styles in his heart. These two sword styles were even more powerful than the 11th sword style of the Lone Peak Thirteen Swords that he could currently use.
It could be said that these were the two strongest sword forms he had at the moment, followed by the eleventh form of the Lone Peak Thirteen Swords, and then the nameless sword move that he saw Tian Ling use that day.
"I'll find time to comprehend the remaining sword essence on the road. It's time to go, or else I don't know how long it'll take for the next heavy snow.”
Ning Chen thought.
On the same day, he led the donkey north on the wet and muddy road.
The land of Yan wasn't big. He had traveled north for a few days, and now he was only two days away from Ji City.
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