"What is this place?"
Li Yiru was wrapped in a thick mink coat, her beautiful eyes flashed, staring at the dreamy glare in the distance from shallow to deep, hanging high in the sky like a goddess's ribbon, her delicate body was trembling, and her big watery eyes were But full of admiration and curiosity.
"This is the northernmost point of the Far North."
Lin Xiaodie looked at Zhong Wen lying on the ice and snow not far away, and casually replied, "It is not an exaggeration to say it is the end of this world."
"The end of the world?"
A hint of excitement flashed in Li Yiru's eyes, and when he looked up again, his mood was different.
The sky suddenly brightens and darkens, emitting red, orange, yellow, green, green, indigo, purple and other colors of light. The shape is also unpredictable. Sometimes it is like countless arrows of light falling from the sky, sometimes it is like brilliant fireworks rising into the sky, and sometimes it turns into a ray of light. As a pillar reaching the sky, it is mysterious, beautiful, magnificent and moving.
She was born in Daqian and grew up in Daqian. After coming to the original land, she was always left in Qinxin Palace by Feng Wuya. She had never seen such uncanny craftsmanship of nature. She was fascinated and admired for a while.
The only thing that made her feel uncomfortable was the climate and temperature here.
cold!
Extremely cold!
All the words in the world cannot describe the coldness of the event!
The Gray Tower of the Sky Eye Sect is located in the hinterland of the far north. Except for the Yeti clan, ordinary practitioners cannot survive at all.
However, compared with the chill here, the environment near the Gray Tower can only be described as friendly.
Not to mention her, even Ma Mian, whose strength was comparable to that of the Soul Realm, was turning blue at the moment, his whole body was trembling, and his legs were almost shaking with afterimages.
"Boy, what are you doing?"
Seeing Zhong Wen lying motionless in the ice pile, letting the flying snow fall on him, and almost being completely submerged, the Black Dragon King curiously approached him, stretched out his huge front paws, and gently poked him with his sharp nails. Half-exposed shoulders.
"I'm thinking."
Zhong Wen's faint voice came from beneath the snow.
"Thinking about what?"
The Black Dragon King seemed to be a little bored, so he asked relentlessly.
"Think about how you can survive without dying..."
Zhong Wen was not angry, but replied very patiently, "Kill that old monster who has lived for tens of millions of years."
"Are you really planning to go back?"
The Black Dragon King was shocked, "I thought you were just saying harsh words."
"Of course I want to go back."
Zhong Wen's body was covered in white, and no shadow could be seen. However, he did not get up. He just replied lazily, "I was shot in the head by him just now. Wouldn't I be at a huge disadvantage if I didn't blow his head off?"
"You're quite interesting, kid."
The Black Dragon King swayed his tail and shook his head like a rattle, "If I were three to five million years younger, old dragon, I might really want to join you in the passion, but now..."
"What? Are you scared?"
Zhong Wen mocked weakly, "Thanks to you for being so big, why are you so timid?"
"Knowing that you can't beat him and still insisting on rushing up is not courageous, but a pure fool."
The Black Dragon King chuckled and said, "Besides, even you and the young master are no match for him. Even if I follow, what can I do?"
"Who says I can't beat him?" Zhong Wen said unconvinced under the snowdrift.
"If you can win the fight."
The Black Dragon King played with his tail, with a mocking look on his face, "I just killed him just now, so why run?"
“Just because I couldn’t beat him just now, doesn’t mean I can’t beat him now.”
Zhong Wen replied in a tongue twister, "Even if we can't beat him now, it doesn't mean he won't be able to beat him in a month."
"oh?"
The Black Dragon King's eyes lit up, "Have you thought of a way to deal with him?"
"No." Zhong Wen answered concisely and to the point.
Black Dragon King: "..."
"It's not too late to start thinking about it now."
Zhong Wen replied lazily, "I'm going to start seclusion. Don't any of you come and talk to me."
"Are you going to retreat here?"
The Black Dragon King was stunned for a moment, his expression suddenly a little strange, "Isn't it cold?"
"It's nice here."
Zhong Wen's answer made him laugh and cry, "It's cool and can calm down the mind."
"You are free to retreat wherever you want. Old Long, I can't say much."
Black Dragon King Jiejie laughed strangely for a long time, then suddenly stretched out his front paws, pointed at Li Yiru who was shivering in a mink coat not far away, and said, "But that little girl seems to be unable to hold on any longer, aren't you going to take care of her? "
"Yi Ru?"
Zhong Wen pondered for a moment and said slowly, "To be honest, with her cultivation level, it is simply a miracle that she can persist until now."
"It's a fate lock."
Lin Xiaodie's clear and melodious voice suddenly came to the ears of one person and one dragon, "Whenever sister Yiru is weak, Tongmingsuo will extract a certain amount of energy from Feng Wuya to ensure that she can continue to live. .”
"Same fate lock?"
Zhong Wen was stunned for a moment, "Does this thing really exist?"
"Absolutely true."
Lin Xiaodie didn't know when she appeared beside the Black Dragon King, with a solemn face and cold eyes, "Senior Sister once personally conducted a test on Sister Yiru."
"In that case."
There was another long silence, and then Zhong Wen's voice sounded again in the snowdrift, "Sister Nangong, why didn't you unlock the fate lock?"
"Have you forgotten Senior Sister's plan?"
Lin Xiaodie said solemnly, "Her only purpose is to send us back to the Three Saints Realm as soon as possible. She has never thought about fighting Feng Wuya to the death. In this case, the Same Life Lock will not be of any use to Sister Yiru. A threat is actually a good form of protection, why should we untie it?"
"When you say that..."
Zhong Wen was speechless for a long time before he smiled bitterly and said, "There seems to be some truth to that."
"Whoosh!" "Whoosh!" "Whoosh!"
As he spoke, slender branches shot out from the snow and wrapped around Li Yiru's delicate body at lightning speed.
"ah!"
Caught off guard, the girl couldn't help but startled and screamed instinctively.
Before she could start struggling, a warmth suddenly seeped out from the branches, instantly penetrated into her body, and flowed throughout her body.
Li Yiru felt warm all over, as if she was soaking in a hot spring. The cold chill outside seemed to have suddenly disappeared. A blush suddenly appeared on her originally pale face, and her expression softened.
Immediately afterwards, countless words and patterns suddenly appeared out of nowhere and instantly appeared in her mind, quickly forming a mysterious skill called "Soul Tempering Technique".
"This, this is..."
Li Yiru glanced at this technique. He was startled at first, and then he became energetic. A look of ecstasy could not help but appear on his face.
This is actually a wonderful method that teaches cultivators how to find the structure of their own soul power. Once you understand it thoroughly, you will have a high probability of breaking through the realm instantly and entering the ranks of the soul-level god generals.
For her now, this technique is no different than someone giving her a pillow when she is dozing off. It is not an exaggeration to say that there is always a chance of success, or a light in a dark room.
Needless to say, it was Zhong Wen who used the "Enlightenment" to forcibly instill this "soul-tempering method" into Li Yiru's consciousness.
In recent days, as his understanding of the way of heaven continues to deepen, he is no longer as rigidly formal when performing exercises and spiritual skills as before. Instead, he can add some of his own ideas and changes from time to time, such as the previous enlightenment. It must be completed by touching the opponent's head with the palm of his hand, but now he can directly use the wood spirit body to achieve the initiation without touching the opponent. It can be said that he can adapt to the situation and be at ease. Although the functions are quite different, the subtleties are However, they are completely different.
"Okay, I'm going to start retreating."
After doing all this, Zhong Wen's voice came from under the snowdrift again, "Everyone, please do your own thing. If you don't want to follow me back to the Sky Eye Sect, you can leave on your own. If you are willing to wait for me, we will meet again within a month." "
After saying this, he fell into silence. In the next few dozen breaths, he didn't say another word, and it seemed that he really planned to retreat under the snow.
Is this gone?
And me?
That girl is cold, so am I!
We are all our own people, is it really good to treat them differently?
Seeing that Zhong Wen was completely silent after he warmed Li Yiru, and completely ignored himself, whose lips were also purple and his face was blue from the cold, Ma Mian couldn't help but fall into a sluggish state, as if there were countless mythical beasts galloping past in his heart. The sentence "MMP" came to his lips, and it was difficult to hold back the curse.
Just because she is a woman?
But she wasn’t born that beautiful!
The face is so short, the hair is so long, the nostrils are so small that you can’t see them, the eyes are so far forward, and the skin is so white that it looks like it’s sick, and it doesn’t look healthy at all!
You're ugly and you're weaker than me, so why are you treated so much better than me?
The little master’s friend’s taste is truly speechless!
unfair! I'm not convinced!
Looking at Li Yiru, whose appearance was not in her aesthetic point of view, but who was able to receive special care from Zhong Wen, Ma Mian couldn't help but fall into a deep EMO. She really felt so wronged and wronged, but she couldn't recover for a long time. .
