Misguided practice of sinister cultivation techniques: Slander! The problem lies with you all, not me!-Chapter 1075 - 558:

The name Four Girls Mountain is very delicate, and the peaks are also very delicate, but only when you truly approach it do you realize how majestic and vast it is.

Even for experts like the Murong brothers, conquering this mountain is not a matter of just opening and closing their eyes.

The treasure map drawn by Ning Qing is also an extremely tempting treasure map.

The temptation of this treasure map lies in its ability to entice the desire to explore. It's not too detailed; it has a mysterious and challenging feel, yet it doesn't leave one completely in the dark, making one feel lost. This light, ambiguous sense of mystery is highly captivating.

Just like a beauty who's not wearing nothing at all, but wearing something thin and little, not throwing herself at you but rather welcoming and resisting, making her even more alluring.

The closer you get to the Snow Mountain, the colder the surrounding temperature becomes.

Even at the foot of the mountain, snowflakes often fall.

The Murong brothers' hair occasionally shook automatically, shaking off the snowflakes above.

There are some extremely rough roads below Four Girls Mountain, but if you want to climb the mountain, there is almost no road.

Because even the most devout pilgrims only need to reach the "Snow Temple" to complete their pilgrimage.

And further upward into the Snowfield, that's been the no man's land for thousands of years.

But as the most knowledgeable person in Yuzhu Manor, Ziyu has her exclusive information, which is that it's not completely without a single path to Youngest Sister Peak.

It is said that the nuns of the Snow Temple occasionally go up the mountain peaks, even if there is no path, there must at least be a relatively reasonable route.

Don't be fooled by how clearly the Youngest Sister Peak is illuminated by sunlight right now, because once a person enters the Snow Mountain, it definitely creates an "a leaf blocks the view" effect.

So, the three of them headed straight for the Snow Temple.

The Snow Temple is right at the foot of Four Girls Mountain. Although it has snow in its name, the overall color of the temple is very red.

Red walls, tiles varnished with red paint, are extremely conspicuous under the reflection of the Snow Mountain.

Upon reaching here, the number of pilgrims on the road has increased significantly.

The fabric on their knees has long been torn apart, and some are even bleeding. Due to the snow on the ground, the traces of blood are very noticeable.

A young pilgrim had just knelt down and stood up, his body swaying and stumbling, then with a thud, his body slammed heavily into the snow.

The pilgrim companions didn't even glance at this fellow.

In their eyes, there was only that temple.

Though named "Snow Temple", it's actually an entirely red nunnery.

The nunnery at the foot of this Snow Mountain seemingly has a magical power, attracting them to go forward for their lives.

The Murong brothers rushed over, lifted the pilgrim, and said, "Water."

Afterwards, he poured a mouthful of water into the person's mouth, and then transmitted True Qi into the person's body until the person's face turned slightly green, he then relaxed his hand.

It must be said that the Murong brothers' green True Qi is also formidable. As soon as he stopped, the person took a balanced breath, opened his eyes.

"King Yan."

"King Yan."

As soon as he woke, such words came out of his mouth.

Immediately, he struggled to get up, continuing to kneel and move toward the Snow Temple.

Clearly it was the Murong brothers who saved him, yet he did not express a single word of gratitude, nor did he even glance in their direction.

The Murong brothers complained, "I knew it, anyone who's not a beautiful girl can't be a good person."

At this moment, Ziyu pondered, "What did he just say? King Yan?"

Ning Qing replied, "It seems that he said King Yan, insane and crazy."

Along the way, the Murong brothers never regarded these pilgrims as normal people, because when a person has such deep obsession over something, valuing it more than their own life, they wouldn't be normal.

And just now, this little episode further confirmed this point.

They no longer concerned themselves with these pilgrims but followed them together toward the Snow Temple.

Looking down from above, of the people on the road, only the three of them were walking forward standing upright, while everyone else proceeded kneeling in worship.

The Snow Temple, was now close at hand.

Before, when viewed from afar, perhaps because the Snow Mountain was so majestic, this nunnery seemed not big.

But upon truly arriving here, you can no longer describe it with terms like small nunnery or small temple.

Just the gate of this temple alone is not inferior to those large sect gates.

The key is this building stands solitary here, surrounded entirely by barren snowfields, clearly indicating the difficulty of its construction was only greater. 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞

The great door of the Snow Temple was open, unattended, while the pilgrims dragged their heavy bodies, faces solemn, crawling inside.

Upon entering the temple gate, it was a pitch-black space.

Because the light inside was very dim, especially after having stared at the Snow Mountain the whole time, suddenly entering such a space made it feel even darker.

This was a large hall, dimly lit due to the fact that the windows were closed.

The Murong brothers adapted to the light in the environment and found that the offering table inside the hall was empty, with only a few burnt candles left.

Where did the stone statue that should have been on the offering table go?

This hall was vast but appeared empty.

The pilgrims didn't linger here, continuing to crawl inward.

Beyond the hall was a very long stone staircase.

The Murong brothers ascended the stairs, seeing some fruits and vegetables planted beside the stone path.

It seems the nuns inside the temple also have to farm to live.

It must be said, these fruits and vegetables grew very well, especially the cucumbers, which were huge and yellow, akin to large millstones.

By now, the stone steps reached an end, and the pilgrims ahead were all collapsed kneeling.