The witch comes into my arms

The setting of "Ascension" is very rigorous, and even the basic functions of the game can be justified.

For example, the navigation function that all games have is not directly embedded in "Ascension". Instead, it is packaged as a spell called "Qi Seeking". The spell ability is to track the target and display the target's location.

In the novice tutorial, players can use the Qi Seeking Technique to discover Taoist temples scattered on the snowy mountains. Entering the Taoist temples can restore body temperature and take a short rest. You can also find treasures by rummaging through boxes and cabinets in Taoist temples.

Xia Yuan came well prepared. His winter clothes and warm jade were enough to support him to reach the top of the mountain. He didn't need to go to the Taoist temple to rest, but he was already here, so how could he not go and take a look.

Although there are no good things in the Taoist treasure chest, as an experienced player, opening boxes and picking up trash are skills engraved in his habits.

Just in time to try to meet up with Grandma Leng Qiu in the Taoist temple.

So the question is, how can he find the Taoist temple in the wind and snow?

The cave where players get the Qi Seeking Technique will not be opened until more than ten years later. Currently, it does not have a navigation function.

The map in the game is cruder than in reality and cannot be used as a reference.

Fortunately, he has the wisdom of time.

He lifted his foot and drew an arrow on the ground, pointing to the right.

Hanyue looked at him in confusion, and he reached over the girl's neck: "Pull me in the direction of the arrow later!"

Han Yue was even more confused. His Highness wanted to go in the direction of the arrow. He could just go directly. How could he ask her to pull him?

Xia Yuan didn't explain, but he used the time treasure mirror in his mind to shine on him. Consume less according to your own consumption.

In the future in the mirror, he has no memory of his past life, no memory of the country's subjugation, only the memory of being a playboy in this life, who is playful and lazy and cannot be used for much purpose.

It's okay to be used as a guinea pig.

In the treasure mirror of the years, he and Hanyue walked in the direction of the arrow, until they walked into the night covered with snow, but still did not find the Taoist temple.

Stopping the book of years, he wiped off the arrow on the ground and drew a new one.

I still didn’t see the Taoist temple this time.

After five attempts, he wondered if he should change his starting point. Finally, he took the sixth shot and finally saw his target.

"Let's go!" He pulled Han Yue up and walked in the direction in his memory.

The sky was getting dark, and the white snow turned gray, like sand in the fog. Even though he was wrapped in a strong and warm winter coat and covered with warm jade that could dissipate heat, Xia Yuan still felt a little cold.

He and Hanyue held each other's arms, lowered their heads, and moved forward step by step.

Every ten steps or so, Han Yue raised her neck and looked around. Snow fell on her bamboo hat, and Xia Yuan gently wiped it away for her.

Looking up again, she pointed forward in surprise and shouted: "Your Highness, look over there!"

"Yes." Xia Yuan touched his right foot and buried a portion of his palm stretched out in the snow.

This was one of the two hunters who died early in the wind and was buried in the snow.

He turned toward the Taoist temple. Did he see hope in the distance? What are those raised palms longing for?

Xia Yuan continued to move forward without hesitation.

The two hunters had no cultivation at all, were blinded by greed, and voluntarily plunged into this dangerous cave. There was nothing to regret.

After walking more than a hundred steps towards the Taoist temple, Han Yue discovered another corpse.

It was another hunter, standing upright in the snow, with his hands on his chest and his chin lowered, as if he was just taking a nap on the way.

This corpse was wearing two linen shirts and two pairs of trousers.

"Your Highness."

Hanyue looked at Xia Yuan, and from his calm eyes, she knew that he had already understood that such a thing would happen.

I just don’t know if the other hunter died before being stripped of his clothes or after being stripped of his clothes.

Passing by the corpse and climbing up a small slope, they clearly saw the Taoist temple.

It was a small Taoist temple with only one room. The walls were made of blue bricks and the roof was made of gray tiles. In the snow and wind that was splitting the sky and covering the earth, the Taoist temple was spotless. The snow fell on it and disappeared suddenly, as if it had been swallowed by an unknown existence.

Just as I got closer to the Taoist temple, my body felt much warmer. When I walked into the Taoist temple, it was even hotter.

Xia Yuan and Han Yue took off their cloaks, hats and gloves.

The room was narrow, with two narrow beds on the left and right, and a half-person-high cabinet in the middle. On the cabinet was a candle. The flame was weak, but it clearly illuminated the surrounding area.

On the candle is a painting.

The painting shows a big fiery red bird, or rather, a legendary mythical beast called the Suzaku.

The portrait is not lifelike, and the painter can even be said to be poor. If Xia Yuan is given paper, pen and paint, he can draw better.

But there is a mysterious power in the painting. Just looking at the painting makes me feel hot.

"Is this red bird painting the source of heat?" Hanyue asked curiously.

"Yes."

"Then with this painting, you don't have to worry about the wind and snow outside?"

"It's no good without this room."

The combination of painting and Taoism can dissipate heat.

"Your Highness knows so much!" Han Yue sighed.

She turned to look at His Highness. The boy who once curled up in her arms and had to be coaxed to sleep by her had grown taller than her, and his plump and soft little face had become handsome and tough.

She is happy because His Highness has grown, but she is also frustrated because she is becoming less and less useful.

No, maybe she has another function, which can only be used when His Highness grows up.

Her face felt a little hot, all because of the Suzaku on the wall.

"I'm going to set off fireworks." She fled in a hurry.

Outside, the light had faded, and the wind and snow seemed like mold born from the darkness, and like tentacles of the night, pulling at the hem of her clothes and slapping her cheeks.

With such heavy snow, even at night, the fireworks can't light up very far.

I hope Grandma Rong and Leng Qiu are nearby.

She took out the signal rod, turned the base, and the spark ignited the fuse. There was a roar and recoil, and a fiery red meteor shot straight into the sky and exploded in the dark night.

Back at the Taoist temple, she and Xia Yuan stood behind the door, waiting quietly.

Xia Yuan called the shadow guard to be on guard in the shadow, just in case it was not Aunt Rong who came over, but Yu Yanfei, the Dragon Crossing the River. His head was already a little heavy and he was unwilling to use the Treasure Book of Time for the time being.

If it was Yu Yanfei who came, it would be better to deal with him early and concentrate on climbing the mountain to get the inheritance.

The ones coming along the fireworks were not Yu Yanfei or Grandma Rong, but two people from the Black Tiger Martial Arts School.

There is an old man and a young man. The old man has gray hair and is nearly seventy years old. The young man is quite young. He is barely a young man. He looks like thirty years old and has a burly figure.

The old one is the old master of the Black Tiger Martial Arts School. He had the peak of Caixia's cultivation in his middle age. Because he failed to enter Baodan and could not guard against the loss of Lingtai's true energy, his cultivation has been declining since he turned sixty. Now he is about Only the middle stage of Caixia.

The young man is the grandson of the old gym owner and the successor of the Black Tiger Martial Arts School. His cultivation level is at the peak of transformation. Compared with the successors of the Li family who have entered the Caixia realm, he lags far behind.