Chapter 352 Journey to the Extreme Sun
The Extreme Day is a unique phenomenon that only occurs in the Arctic.
During the duration of the extreme day, the sun always hangs high above the head. Even at midnight, the sun shines brightly, just like daylight, hence the name.
And some people have concluded a rule that the farther north you go, the longer the daylight hours are. Therefore, some people use this to prove that the five continents revolve around the sun and not the sun revolves around the five continents.
And based on this, it is deduced that at the North Pole, the northernmost point of the five continents, there will never be the erosion of night, and it is the brightest and purest place in the world, called the place of eternal daylight. Correspondingly, there is a place of eternal darkness in the southernmost part of the world.
Of course, the Land of Eternal Day and the Land of Eternal Darkness are just legendary places that live in people's imaginations, and no one has actually seen them.
Where the Xuesang tribe is located, according to the observation records of the patriarch Chen for thirty years, the extreme daylight will last for nearly ten days here.
You Su sat cross-legged in the igloo, feeling the Xuan Qi flowing in his body. These Xuan Qi were more active than usual, and seemed to be affected by Ji Zhou.
He exhaled slowly, and the breath exhaled from his mouth quickly dissipated in the air, without a trace of white mist. He has basically mastered the art of snow breathing and can keep breathing even in the roaring snowstorm.
Clan leader Chen Yi opened the animal skin curtain and walked in, with a hint of excitement and a hint of worry on his face:
"Master Yousu, are you ready?"
Yousu nodded and got up from the warm bed made of furs. In fact, he had nothing to prepare at all.
Perhaps the only thing that needs to be prepared is the ability to survive in a snowstorm, and his understanding of snow breathing has increased rapidly in the past few days. He can breathe even if he buries his head in the snow. The only limitation is his breathing. The factor of time instead turned into the fact that the brain could not withstand the extreme coldness for a long time.
"Why must we set off when the sun comes?" You Su still asked the doubts in his heart, even though the clan leader had already cleared up with him.
He was not worried that he was not good at studying, but he felt that such a major matter as relocating the family was a bit too hasty for these people.
Chen Yi walked to the candle and stretched out his skinny hand to crush the oil candle made of animal fat. The fire of disillusionment finally shone on his weather-beaten face, showing even more vicissitudes of life.
“Because once the light is lost in a snowstorm, we will fall into the darkness of eternal night. If we want to find the right direction or even survive in such an environment, the hope is extremely slim. And the extreme daylight will at least allow us to You only need to face the wind and snow, and don't have to fall into such a quagmire."
You Su tightened the animal robe tightly, knowing it in his heart.
He stood up, stretched his muscles and said, "Let's set off now?"
Chen Yi looked at the sky outside the house. The sun was bright and cloudless. "Well, we are all ready. I have been waiting here for too long for this day."
A trace of determination flashed in the old man's eyes. Thirty years of waiting have finally arrived at this moment.
You Su walked out of the igloo, and the tribe was already a busy scene. The tribesmen are packing their bags, packing food, water and some necessary tools. The children were running around on the snow, some shouting excitedly, and some cowering behind their parents in panic.
"Grandpa Patriarch...where are we going?" A child smaller than the deer came over and tugged on the old man's trousers.
The old man smiled and narrowed his eyes and replied: "Grandpa will take you to move. Let's go to a place where it is not so cold. You can light a fire in the house there and you can eat meat every meal."
"Really?! That's great!" the child cheered.
There are several children like this. They are already the third generation descendants of the exiles. They have no idea of the sins their ancestors once carried, and these adults don't seem to want them to bear too heavy a burden.
Thirty-one tribesmen, old and young, formed this special team. Among them are old people like Chen Yi, young children like Xiaolu, and even pregnant women who are pregnant with Liujia. Their clothes were in rags and their faces were sallow and thin, but their eyes shone with determination.
The old man told You Su privately that he was willing to return the Shenhui Stone to its original place at all costs. After that, he would go to the sacred mountain to plead guilty and spend his life to atone for his sins. He would use the names of those big shots to In exchange for Shenshan's forgiveness for these innocent children.
You Su thinks this is a feasible plan, but the prerequisite is to survive the siege by those big shots and reach the sacred mountain.
He walked to Xiaolu, where the girl was helping her mother pack her bags.
When she saw You Su coming, she showed a bright smile: "Master, are we really going south?"
You Su touched her head and said, "Yes, we Let’s go together.”
Little Deer’s Her eyes brightened, and she nodded vigorously: "Yes!"
The team set off, and the one walking at the front was Chen Yi. He was leaning on a wooden stick and his steps were particularly steady. He had already walked this road. I have been dreaming about it for thirty years, and now I have finally made it.
You Su walked in the middle of the team, protected at the center by all the tribesmen.
The vast snowfield stretches as far as the eye can see, with only the howling wind and snow and the sound of crunching snow under their feet accompanying them.
After walking for about three or four hours, You Su could clearly feel that the wind and snow here were even more severe.
The patriarch stopped, pointed ahead and said, "The edge of the snowstorm is ahead."
You Su looked in the direction pointed by Chen Yi and saw a vast expanse of white ahead, wind and wind. There was so much snow that it was hard to see anything.
“Everyone, cheer up! Children, please hold onto the hands of your parents!” Chen Yi reminded loudly, “After entering the snowstorm, you must follow me closely and don’t get separated! ”
The tribesmen nodded, and even the children's expressions became serious. Children here have to learn snow breathing from birth. They have already integrated this special breathing method into their lives, so almost no children will freeze to death outside the camp. Everyone took a deep breath, adjusted themselves, and prepared to face this challenge.
The team slowly entered the blizzard, the visibility dropped sharply, and it was almost impossible to see. The wind and snow slapped on the face, which hurt like a knife.
You Su uses the method of snow breathing to inhale the cold air into his body and convert it into his own energy. This cold current does not turn into a hot current, but acts like a thin film to isolate the wind and snow from the outside world. You Su felt that this concept was similar to that of the igloo.
It is difficult to move forward here. You must always be careful whether you will be blown away by the cold wind or your feet will be buried in the heavy snow. You Su was very glad that he chose to trust the old man, otherwise it would have been almost impossible for him to get through this blizzard with his own ability.
The team trudged forward in the blizzard. Occasionally, someone fell down, but they quickly got up again and continued moving forward. They supported each other, encouraged each other, and no one gave up.
In the wind and snow, no one knew how far they had gone, but the clan leader led the way with determination. His explanation for this is that snow mastiffs will remember the path they have taken, even in a vast white snow field.
Finally, the clan leader gave the order to rest where he was.
They set up a huge 'umbrella'-shaped cloth, and then they all hid under the umbrella. This extremely wide umbrella cloth is made of animal skins collected from various households, and is nailed deep into the snow with a special spike to block the howling wind and snow.
"Immortal Master Yousu." The patriarch had quietly sat down next to Yousu at some point. The old man's voice was very soft, "If the enemy is too powerful, you can use the method I taught you to escape first. This level The blizzard is a natural barrier and it will be difficult for them to catch you.”
Chen Yi's voice was torn into pieces by the wind and snow, and it took some effort for You Su to hear it clearly.
You Su glanced at the old, weak, women and children in the team. They were walking unsteadily, but their eyes were firm, showing no intention of flinching. He felt slightly touched in his heart and felt mixed emotions.
"I know." You Su responded lightly, he did not deny it.
The ultimate purpose of him helping them is to get a way through the blizzard. This group of people's journey of redemption has nothing to do with him.
The team continued to move forward. In the vast snowstorm, they were like a falling leaf, small and fragile.
As the oldest old man, Chen Yi has always been at the forefront of the team. From time to time, he always looks back at his clan members to count if anyone is left behind.
As if he noticed something, he reached out and pulled the arm of a young man next to him, "Xiao Wu, are you cold?"
The young man named Xiao Wu rubbed it. His nose was red from the cold, "It's not cold, but the snow is so heavy that I can hardly open my eyes."
Xiao Wu squinted his eyes, and a thin layer of ice had already formed on his eyelashes.
Xiao Wu's parents died a long time ago. They were Chen Yi's most beloved disciples, and Chen Yi also paid special attention to the son of his beloved disciple.
Chen Yi took out a small bag sewn with animal skin from his arms and handed it to Xiao Wu, "There is flint in it. You can rub it a few times and apply it on your forehead."
Xiao Wu took the small bag. , smiled honestly, "Thank you, patriarch."
The team continued to move forward hard in the wind and snow. The blizzard showed no signs of abating, but became more intense. The heavy snow, carried by the strong wind, was like countless tiny blades, mercilessly cutting every inch of skin outside.
You Su squinted his eyes, trying to identify the road ahead. The wind and snow were so heavy that visibility was extremely low. He felt a biting chill in his body, but he did not stop. He knew that once he stopped, he might never get back up.
"Sect Master...I, I can't walk anymore..." An old voice came from the back of the team.
You Su looked back and saw an old man slumped in the snow, his face full of exhaustion and despair.
Chen Yi immediately stopped moving forward, braved the wind and snow to walk to the old man with difficulty, and tried to help him up.
"Old Liu, hold on! We are almost there!" Chen Yi's voice seemed particularly weak in the wind and snow, and he himself was exhausted.
Among the more than thirty people, only this old Liu still calls Chen Yi the sect master, because he is not a disciple of the Snow Mastiff Sect, but an elder of the sect who has been with Chen Yi for many years.
Yousu thought for a while, then walked to the old man's side and stretched out his hand to feel the old man's pulse. The pulse was weak, almost gone. The old man's lips had turned purple from the cold, and his eyes began to blur.
The old man said intermittently, "You go...leave me alone..."
Chen Yi was shocked when he heard this. He pinched Lao Liu's shoulders tightly, as if he didn't want him to fall down:
"Old Liu, what are you talking about? You said back then that the great elder would always stay by the sect master's side and walk together!"
The dying old man shook his head bitterly. He shook his head, with a trace of relief in his eyes, "I can't walk anymore...let me...let me stay here...you guys go first..."
"If it wasn't for me back then... Even if they encourage you... you won't agree with them..." The old man's voice became weaker and weaker, and his eyelids gradually dropped, "I... I'm sorry for you, I'm sorry for the sect..."
"No, Lao Liu, you are not wrong! It was me who was wrong! It was me who failed to lead the sect well!" Chen Yi choked with sobs.
"No...it's not..."
The dying old man slipped out of Chen Yi's arms. He lay on the white snow bed and looked at the snowy sky dreamily:
"The snow is so white..."
Chen Yi knelt on the ground. He completely closed Lao Liu's half-closed eyelids, then took a deep breath and said to the tribesmen around him. ：
"Let's go!"
His decision aroused the surprise of many tribesmen, but no one raised any objection. Because everyone knows that standing still in this snowstorm is tantamount to waiting for death.
The fawn looked back tremblingly at the old man lying in the snow, his eyes full of sadness. She held her mother's hand tightly, not daring to look back.
The dying old man lay on the ground, and the heavy snow quickly buried him, like a thick coffin lid. The wind and snow howled as if to see him off.
The road in the snowstorm is much longer than imagined. Such stragglers also happen from time to time. There is also a child who gets lost in the snow, and then his parents rush out of the team to look for him like crazy, and never return.
The atmosphere in the team was depressing and sad.
Every time someone falls, Chen Yi will hold back his grief and lead the remaining tribesmen to move forward. He understood that only by reaching his destination could he comfort those clan members who had passed away.
You Su walked in the middle of the team, observing everything silently. He saw the strength and perseverance of the tribesmen, as well as their despair and sadness. No one came to him for help, and he could not save those left in the snow. All the elixirs in his own Qiankun Bag were eaten up, let alone distributed to these uncultivated mortals.
Should people who make mistakes be forgiven? Aren’t the initiators the ones who deserve to be punished the most?
You Su asked himself in his heart, but he had no answer.
The extreme daylight made the passage of time lose its measure. You Su didn't even know how many days he had been traveling in the snowstorm.
Until Chen Yi stopped again, he did not let the tribesmen put up the huge umbrella.
In front of us is a majestic snow mountain. The wind and snow seem to have opened a hole here, and a holy light shines down. The snow peak is like a huge city wall standing between heaven and earth, with a faint Share divine will.
“Before this place was not covered by wind and snow, we called it Cangshan. Cangshan means ‘holy’ in the old saying of Bei Aozhou.”
The old man’s eyes were finally glowing again. With great energy, he stretched out his hand:
"We're here."
(End of Chapter)