Chapter 482: Tragic

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Both of them were silent. Cheng Ling secretly looked at her aggrieved look and couldn't bear it. He said helplessly: "Fairy Yun, I do have something very important. It's impossible to wait for ten years. You should tell me how to leave." , the worst thing is not to tell others."

The woman was silent, and after a long time, she sighed softly and said, "It's not that I don't want to say it, but it's that the journey away is extremely difficult. Even in my heyday, I wasn't even 100% sure, let alone being seriously injured now."

"If you don't tell me, how do you know it won't work? Maybe there will be a chance of survival if the two of us work together."

The woman pondered for a long time and said helplessly: "Okay, but at least you have to help me recover from the injuries in my body."

Cheng Ling thought about it and asked, "It won't take long, right?"

"As long as the broken tendons are repaired, you can be more confident about leaving. Alas, with your cultivation during the tribulation period, you really shouldn't take the risk."

Cheng Ling said calmly: "Nothing in this world is guaranteed. As long as there is a glimmer of hope, I will give it a try! Come on, tell me what to do?"

"I hope you don't regret it. I just want your vitality to renew the broken tendons in your body."

"good!"

Cheng Ling agreed and input the power of life again. This time, the vitality power was more unreserved than before, but he also kept an eye on it. His consciousness was always paying attention to the changes in the woman's Dantian, and he would evacuate immediately in case of special circumstances.

Fortunately, the woman seemed to be telling the truth. She was just guiding his vitality to flow through his meridians, repairing the broken tendons, without any movement in his dantian.

Several days passed like this, with the continuous input of vitality, and Cheng Ling felt that it was too much. This is still an improvement in his own realm, his vitality has been greatly enhanced, and he has reached the peak of the second level of the Wood Phase Spirit Art.

It was extremely difficult to repair the meridians in the woman's body. Only one-third of it was repaired in a few days. Cheng Ling had to stop and signal to the other party that he needed to rest.

The woman nodded slightly and said gratefully: "Thank you, sir. Please help me repair it after you rest!"

Cheng Ling nodded, swallowed a handful of pills, and recovered. The power of vitality is actually similar to the sword essence in the body. It's just that the healing function is more powerful, and the daily meditation and practice can gradually strengthen it, but the recovery speed is much slower than Jianyuan.

After waiting for five days, all the vitality was restored, and he began to treat the woman again. This was repeated until a month later, all repairs were completed.

Cheng Ling sat down on the ground, gasping for air. I cursed in my heart: Damn, I’m so exhausted, it’s even harder than practicing on my own.

The woman glanced at him gratefully, then closed her eyes and began to transfer the exercises. A few days later, he opened his eyes, sighed softly, bowed to Cheng Ling and said, "Thank you, Master, for your help!"

Cheng Ling asked: "How is it? How much have you recovered?"

"All the meridians in the body have been restored, but only less than 10% of the strength has been restored. The Dantian is locked, and the combat power that can be exerted is really limited. Young Master, do you really want to try to get out? To be honest, you think your current cultivation level is even 10% There is no certainty.”

Cheng Ling's heart moved. Was his Dantian locked? Could it be related to the powerful energy in her body? But what he said just now shocked him.

After a month of treatment, after the other party recovered, his aura was also revealed. He scanned it with his consciousness and found that he couldn't see through it at all.

His cultivation means that he is at least higher than himself, perhaps in the Mahayana stage.

But according to what he said, the strength in the Mahayana period has only recovered less than 10%. So what level of combat power would she have had in her heyday? What kind of realm divisions are there in the fairy world?

He couldn't help but ask: "Fairy Yun, how do you divide the realms in your fairy world?"

The woman glanced at him and said calmly: "Maybe you will be curious, but given your current state, it's better not to know too much. Going to the fairy world is really too difficult for you people on the star of life. .”

In my day, have you ever spoken like this? Just now, I asked for help, but in the blink of an eye, I turned against you. Beautiful girls are indeed unreliable. Why don't they just ask a few questions about the fairy world instead of knocking them down? Is it necessary to hit them?

He rolled his eyes and immediately turned away, not wanting to pay attention to her. He just kept looking around, hoping to find a way to leave.

The woman seemed to feel that Cheng Ling was angry, and she felt a little embarrassed. However, she was so arrogant and could not apologize. She could only say: "Master, there is no need to waste your efforts. If you want to leave, just follow me!"

After saying that, he stood up and walked outside with Cheng Ling.

The path she chose was behind the Spiritual Essence Pool. Cheng Ling thought for a while and then followed. No matter what, getting out of here is the first priority.

As the woman continued to move forward, it didn't take long before she came to an ice surface.

Cheng Ling raised his eyes and saw that ice men were standing everywhere on the ice, maintaining the same posture as those he had seen before. The entire ice surface is so huge that you can't see the edge at a glance. There are towering icebergs all around the ice surface.

The woman said: "This is the first dangerous place to leave the Forbidden Land of Ice. Only through this ice can we reach the next place. Master, are you willing to try?"

Cheng Ling glanced at the dense crowd of ice men in front of him and asked, "Are these people all frozen to death here after failing to break through?"

"Yes, not only that, there are more on those icebergs. The mountains are formed by the accumulation of tens of thousands of people."

Cheng Ling took a breath, saying such an understatement from her mouth was unacceptable to him. After pondering for a while, he couldn't bear it anymore, so he asked: "Fairy Yun, are all the people in your immortal world so cruel? I'm afraid there are no less than hundreds of thousands of monks who died here!"

"Cruel? They are not monks in the immortal world, but arrogant people who want to spy on the secrets of heaven and reach heaven in one step."

"Arrogant?" Cheng Ling laughed angrily, pointing at one of the girls, Iceman, who was fifteen or sixteen years old and full of childishness, and said, "Don't tell me that at her age, she dreams of ascending to the fairy world and becoming you. What an arrogant person you are talking about!”

"There are him, she, and the tens of thousands of humans on the icebergs you mentioned. Are these people all damn arrogant people? I would like to ask, in the eyes of you people in the immortal world, are we mortals? I am born inferior and I will let you trample on me!"

These few words were merciless and vented all the anger on the woman. Cheng Ling never thought that the so-called immortal world would regard human life as nothing. The number of monks who died here, plus the ice men he saw along the way, was probably no less than 300,000.

As a young man born in the 21st century, the Chinese education that penetrated his bones reminded him suddenly of the disasters his country suffered. That kind of history is really too painful. I didn’t expect that it is now vividly facing me.

in front of oneself.

The woman was frightened by his ferocious expression and took a few steps back. She couldn't help but said: "I don't know either. These are all what the master told me. Back then, when I came here, I was tested with them. I only experienced the third level." Only by passing the level can one become the successor of the Saint."

"These are the iron rules of the Piao Miao Snow Sect. If you break through, you can practice the supreme skill and go to the fairy world; if you can't break through, you can only be buried here forever. But unlike others, they will retain the demeanor before death, even if they are tens of millions There won’t be any change in the years, this is the sect’s compensation for their devotion to the Tao!”

"Bah, I'm still making up for it. I think it's just a shock! Let us and other people in the mortal world know how difficult it is to become a saint. I want us to be afraid of the fairy world and never dare to rebel!"

"Sir, that's not the case. The master once said that the way of heaven is ruthless, and only by abandoning everything in this world can we reach the highest realm of cultivation. For us, only the pursuit of the way of heaven is real, and everything else is false. .”

Cheng Ling was completely speechless. No wonder the other party knew that he saw her naked, but his face was only slightly red. After healing, he didn't take it to heart at all. It turns out that the concepts I have been instilled in me since childhood are such nonsense, seeking the way of heaven and destroying human desires, it is really a recipe for endless trouble!

When the woman saw that he had stopped talking, she thought she was finally moved by what she said, so she said: "Sir, don't worry, you have been a life-saving grace to me. From now on, I will also explain all the master's teachings." It’s for you.”

Cheng Ling turned to look at the woman's sincere eyes, almost spitting out blood. He shook his head slowly and said nothing, so what's the point of telling her this. He asked calmly: "You haven't told me how to get through this first level yet."

The woman said: "It's very simple. The ice ahead is the extremely cold place in the Forbidden Ice Zone. As long as you reach the end of the ice, you will pass. But Master, the cold here is not ordinary. Are you sure you want to try?"

Cheng Ling nodded silently and stepped onto the ice with one step!

As soon as I entered the ice, I felt a bone-chilling coldness coming from my feet, passing through my muscles, blood, and bones at an extremely fast speed, and even extending to my internal organs. My brain, consciousness, and even my soul felt a slight chill. trembling.

His whole body was so cold that he shivered. This kind of coldness was different from when he came before. It penetrated directly through the body and reached the soul. Both body and soul seemed to be frozen, unable to move at all.

He was shocked in his heart, and he quickly circulated the sword energy vigorously, gurgling in his meridians. Now, the meridians all over the body are connected, and the sword element is transported according to the route of the Golden Page Technique, and the energy generated by one revolution has increased several times compared to before.

It didn't take long for the body to regain some mobility, but the coldness was still stimulating the body and soul.

He took out several pills from the ring and swallowed them into his mouth without hesitation. The sword energy generated in his body became stronger, trying to prevent the cold erosion.

"Sir, you'd better go back! Your cultivation level cannot bear the cold here." The woman stood beside him and advised softly.

Cheng Ling turned around and saw that her face was normal and her movements were normal, as if she didn't care about the cold on the ice at all. He asked, "Can't you feel the cold here?"

"Yes, I broke through once when I was a kid. Once I passed, it had no effect on me. But you are different, Master. This is your first time. If you continue, you will be completely frozen like those ice men!"