With his consciousness unsealed, Cheng Ling almost couldn't help shouting.
Chu Tian, who was in front of her, was startled. Most of Gein's mouthful of blood sprayed on her body. She couldn't help shouting: "Grandpa, how are you? Xiaobai, please run slowly. Don't run away." Destroyed him."
Cheng Ling was moved, stretched out his hand to wipe the blood drops from her neck, and said gently: "Cheng is fine, you don't have to worry."
After saying that, he closed his eyes and began to look inside his body.
The sea of consciousness is desolate, and the originally blue spiritual world seems to be dry. Even the three condensed spiritual hearts look dim. The damage is too serious, and it may take a long time to recover.
Looking at the body again, the tendons and veins are blocked, with only a faint trace of immortal energy remaining. It is almost impossible to carry it to the sky even once. The space in the dantian is pitch black. As soon as the spiritual consciousness comes close, it is bounced by a powerful force. Come on.
Fortunately, the muscles and bones were not seriously damaged. With the strength of his spiritual body at the eighth level, the cold poison and fire poison of Snow Mountain could not cause much damage. Coupled with decades of cultivation, the poisonous energy in the body has almost dissipated, and it is slowly recovering. Unfortunately, the speed is very slow. Without the nourishment of immortal energy, the strength of the spiritual body is empty, and the combat power that can be exerted is limited.
What a Zhanqingdao, Piao Miao Xue Sect, Yun Jingshan, I will definitely avenge this!
He swore secretly in his heart, and after looking inside himself, he put his consciousness on Xiao Bai. In the past, it was just a guess, but now after a closer look, it turns out that there is a mark on its soul. The mark is from the same source as the pressure it felt before, and it should be done by the same person.
This brand is a kind of mental suppression, making it like a slave unable to bite the master and can only obey Chu Tian's orders.
Only then did he truly feel relieved. Xiaobai was indeed left to Chu Tian by the owner of the remnant soul. Life and death were all in the hands of that little girl.
The snowflakes continued to fall slowly from the sky. Although Xiaobai was fast, he still didn't run very far. I heard Fairy Yunya say before that this snowflake was originally a conspiracy of Piaomiao Snow Sect.
Cheng Ling stretched out his right hand and grabbed it in the air. A ball of snowflakes was caught in his hand from a distance. At the same time, he made a secret with his left hand, and a fireball the size of a fist suddenly took shape, emitting bursts of heat.
He pressed the fireball and the snowball together. In an instant, the fireball emitted bursts of smoke and went out, but the snowball was safe and sound, without melting at all. He was shocked, knowing that although his meridians had not yet recovered and the immortal energy he could mobilize was limited, the power of this snowflake was unbelievable.
Cheng Ling's heart moved, and he turned his head and looked in the direction of the sky above the capital. His consciousness extended infinitely. After an unknown amount of time, he finally found the source of the heavy snow in the sky thousands of miles away. Those snowflakes should have appeared silently from the void here.
He tried his best to mobilize his consciousness, observed for a long time, and vaguely discovered a clue. In the depths of this void, there were many places emitting faint ripples of restrictions. This restriction should be acting as a cover.
Unfortunately, he encountered Cheng Ling, and countless complicated lines flashed in his eyes. His consciousness turned into forbidden afterimages, passing through the dense obstacles of forbidden ripples, and soon arrived at the center of nothingness.
A trace of white air overflowed from there, as if the ice and snow had been baked. Slowly, the white air suddenly became thicker in the void. After a while, the white air gradually dissipated, revealing what was inside. True appearance.
Cheng Ling took a closer look and his expression suddenly changed!
I saw that in the nothingness thousands of miles above, there appeared
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There was a huge crack about a hundred feet long, and countless snowflakes blew out from this crack.
His consciousness swept away, and he saw that within a radius of thousands of miles, there were no less than a hundred restrictions containing such cracks. This is only tens of thousands of miles. According to Fairy Yunya, it is millions of miles. It is conceivable that there should be countless such cracks in all the void.
What surprised him even more was that the crack seemed to have some powerful pulling power on his spiritual consciousness. When his spiritual consciousness swept across it, he immediately noticed it.
Cheng Ling didn't dare to pry anymore and immediately broke away. After all, his consciousness had just recovered and he couldn't bear to be hurt again. But his heart sank to the bottom. Not even a monk could withstand this kind of heavy snow, let alone a mortal. He didn't know how Muying was doing in the past few months.
He suddenly became anxious and said: "Tian'er, ask Xiaobai to speed up, and we will reach Xuecheng as soon as possible."
Chu Tian turned to look at him and saw Cheng Ling's serious expression. She didn't dare to say anything at the moment and hurriedly told Xiaobai to speed up.
Soon, they ran out of the capital. Although the sky was still covered with snowflakes, they felt a little safer. Along the way south, they saw many armies from time to time, driving groups of civilians to work continuously. Their work , is clear snow.
They don't know when the snow will stop, nor when the war will end, but in order to continue to survive, the snow must be cleared.
Under the cold and chilling ice and snow, the body of the monks felt unbearable, let alone these mortals.
The Piaomiao Snow Sect can be considered ruthless. No matter what kind of power struggle they usually have, they will try their best not to harm mortals and only fight in the world unique to monks. But what is being launched now is a desperate war, and even the foundation of the ascetics is planned to be wiped out.
In the fields, all the crops had failed and were all submerged by the heavy snow.
Every day, countless mortals are frozen to death, and every day some houses are collapsed by heavy snow... Cities and countries millions of miles around are taking action, mobilizing all their soldiers to participate in clearing the snow. among.
That's not all. They forcibly recruited people to participate in snow clearing. No matter men or women, even the elderly and children in their twilight years could not escape.
The cities and markets Cheng Ling passed by became empty, like dead cities.
He sighed secretly in his heart, in the battle between monks, the mortals would suffer in the end.
These mortals don't even know the reason for the snowfall. They all stepped into this ruthless snow to protect their homes from disaster.
Every once in a while, you can see huge snow peaks piled up like mountains. All the snow is piled under these snow peaks, and the height is slowly increasing.
In less than three days, Xiaobai rushed back to Xuecheng. His spiritual consciousness swept over and saw that Xuecheng, which was not very prosperous in the first place, was now deserted. There was almost no pedestrian on the street, and the doors of every shop were closed. , the same is true for Muying's restaurant.
Cheng Ling looked at the almost empty shops on the street and felt quite emotional. A few months ago, there were still many pedestrians on this street. In the surrounding shops, every early morning, Beijia's shop opened. , extremely lively, but now, because of the ambition of Piaomiao Snow Sect, mortals have been greatly affected.
At this moment, he felt deeply. Mortals, in the eyes of monks, were even more humble than ants, but these monks had forgotten that they had also stepped out from among mortals.
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There was nothing he could do to prevent this from happening. Heaven was ruthless. After more than thirty years of being mortal, his mood had quietly changed. He looked at the empty street and said softly: "It's time to leave. ....."
He jumped up, got off Xiaobai's back, and said, "You guys wait here for a while, I'll go do some things and I'll be back soon."
Then he put his hands behind his back, tightened his tight-fitting cotton coat, put on his fur hat, and walked towards the distance. In the eyes of Chu Tian and Xiao Bai, his figure gradually blurred, and finally disappeared into the white snow of the sky and earth.
After a long time, he came to the dense forest where he first met the two brothers Mu Yan and Mu Jing. It was such a dense place back then, but now, only a few giant trees and a white snowfield remain.
Compared with the cleared space on the side, this snowfield looks like a huge mountain range. Waves of cold air emanate from the snowfield, giving off a sense of despair.
Because there are still a large number of mortals deep in the snowfield. Simple cold-proof houses are spread over a large area, and many people live in these houses. They were all mortals recruited here to participate in the snow clearing work. Mu Ying lived in one of the houses.
And outside those houses, there were corpses lying on the ground, including men, women, old and young. Almost all of them maintained the same posture as when they were alive, without any change.
There are living people living inside the house, and dead people lying outside. The distance between life and death is so close, and yet it seems so far apart.
There was a sudden throbbing in his mind. Looking at everything in front of him, his soul was strongly impacted, and his insights came one after another, which seemed to be slowly improving...
Mu Ying lay on the hard bed, staring at the roof blankly.
He missed his wife, his son, and even more, Cheng Ling.
Everything in the past disappeared in this snow disaster.
Before the snowstorm, he was still a shopkeeper who had enough food and clothing, owned his own restaurant, and hired several waiters. He was also considered a bell and tripod home in the snow city.
But he knew that Uncle Cheng brought these to him. During the military disaster a few months ago, he heard that Uncle Cheng was taken to the capital of Frost and Snow Kingdom to paint for the princess. He wonders what's going on now?
His wife has always been in love with him, and their life is wonderful. Although his son is naughty, he is very cute. He even planned to let his son run a restaurant when he was older, while he returned to the Cheng Mansion to serve him and spend his old age in peace.
In his heart, the death of his parents made him regard Uncle Cheng, who had watched him grow up, as his elder. However, this heavy snow changed everything.
He didn't know how his wife was doing now. When he heard that women, girls and children were being recruited a few months ago, he felt anxious and uneasy. His wife's health had never been very good. Can she bear it in this cold snowy day? What about her son? So young, can I be fed and clothed...
Whenever she sees someone freezing to death around her, Mu Ying's heart feels as if it has been cut by a knife, it hurts! It's not that he sympathizes with these people, but a deep despair, as well as longing and worry for his wife.
He was worried that his wife and children would not be able to bear it and leave him.
In addition to his wife and children, what he is most worried about is Cheng Ling. In his opinion, Uncle Cheng is already old. Will his body and bones be fine in this windy and snowy day? Is there anyone who will help him every day? Present a pot of Sanhua Qingye wine...
He has lost his parents and he doesn't want Uncle Cheng to leave him again.
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