Everywhere was white as the undulating mountains were covered with snow.
Cold fogs in the snowy sky were blown by the northern wind, and the forest was desolate. Ou Yangming walked slowly in the blizzard. His head had accumulated snow, where frost flowers could be seen on the hair on his temples. The journey was lonely, and the footsteps that he left in the snow were quickly covered by snow again. When the young fellow looked into the distance, he could see that the ground had turned into a boundless white arc that connected to the dusky sky, and it spread far away.
The goshawk, Big Yellow, and Multi-armed King Kong followed closely behind him.
Ou Yangming picked up a dead branch and dragged it behind him, causing a curvy line to be drawn on the snowy ground. He asked with a smile, "Goshawk, you're at the peak of an Advanced Spiritualist now, right?"