Xu Zhu, who is in the Nascent Soul stage, welcomes all fellow Taoists. The extremely cold land is full of snow, and the ice peaks stand tall and reach the clouds. The cold wind roared through the cracks in the rocks, and everything was silent, reflecting the bright moon. Snow lotuses bloom on the edge of the ice cliff, and Ling Han shows off her beauty independently. Everything is white as far as the eye can see, and a piece of ice is in the jade pot. The silver cover hides mysteries, and the bitter cold land breeds vitality. Xu Zhu practiced here, swallowing mountains and rivers to practice the ninth level.