The lonely boat enlarged to two or three feet long, enough to accommodate seven or eight people standing on the boat.
The old ghost demon got on the boat excitedly. Perhaps everyone was not excited at this moment. He bent down and touched the soul wood boat, which only made the soul wood twist. His body twisted, as if it was about to fall apart. But it Dare not speak, the divine ax was stuck on the top of his head. Although it would not cause any real harm to him, the inherent deterrence still made Hun Mu tremble.
The cracks representing the eyes and mouth are gathered at the bow of the ship, just closed, really treating itself as a dead ship.
"You still don't know what to call me?" Zhao Ning boarded the ship after it.
The old ghost demon half straightened his body. Perhaps because he had been bending over the past year to fill in the river and lay trees, his back could no longer be straight. But even so, he still used his most solemn and polite manner. Fang Fang bowed his hands to Zhao Ning and said, "To gain the trust of the fairy, the old man is called Mingwei."
Jiang Yao didn't know when he boarded the ship, "It's a good name, it goes well with guarding the Netherworld and ferrying across the black water."
Zhao Ning didn't look at him, but she agreed with what he said.
After everyone is on board.
Zhao Ning pointed at the penetrating divine ax and said to Hades, "This ax can control the soul wood. You can use it to sail your boat."
As he spoke, a little spiritual light fell on the divine axe, and he saw the divine ax transform into a paddle amid the spiritual light, "It fits the ferry boat so well."
Hades picked up the oar, which was as light as nothing, and nodded solemnly, "As long as the Blackwater River lasts for a day, the old man will be the ferryman on the river forever. I thank the fairy for the gift."
As he spoke, he held the oar and rowed it skillfully, and the boat slowly sailed towards the other shore.
Jiang Yao took a deep look at the Nether Demon. The Nether Demon's lifespan was said to be longer than that of ordinary people. He didn't understand that such an old Nether Demon, who was old but could still last for at least several decades, would make such a choice, even without any oppression. He is like a natural ferryman who commits himself under temptation.
His heart trembled unconsciously, and he suddenly entered a state of enlightenment to see the mystery.
Zhao Ning glanced in surprise, and the others' eyes were also focused on Jiang Yao. How could he improve his mood just by building a boat?
Not many people knew that they were not disturbing him at this moment, so they sat cross-legged on the boat silently and quietly followed the boat forward.
When they reached the middle section of the Blackwater River, everyone felt a slight sense of discomfort. This is where the undercurrents of the Blackwater River gather, and the soul-absorbing power is the most powerful. In order to resist this power, the soul power of the soul wooden boat horse also intensified. , which caused the two forces to pull on the soul, creating a dizzy feeling that even the foundation-building monks could not ignore.
When they reached the shore, Yan Ling and Xu Xu almost couldn't stand still. They leaned on the big rocks and pinched the acupuncture points on their heads. It took a while to regain their composure.
"Unexpectedly, I am already in the middle stage of foundation building, and I can still feel the feeling of seasickness." Xu said nonchalantly.
Yan Ling was speechless and said, "I'm thankful that we are already at the foundation level and have already practiced fasting. Otherwise, we would have vomited here without any image."
Except for the two of them, the conditions of the others were not much better, and their faces were all a little pale.
Perhaps Zhao Ning had grown up with water since she was a child, so she could suppress these problems with just her will. She walked up to Hades Wei, who seemed to be in better condition than several cultivators.
"The old man is really admirable." Ming Yao smiled, "The fairy is overrated. The old man said before that my talent is to compress the soul. This kind of pulling feeling is nothing new for the old man."
"Then the soul wooden boat will be handed over to the old man for safekeeping."
"Thanks to the trust of all the immortal masters, the old man will not hesitate to do anything."
The Hades bowed slightly to them, then returned to the soul wooden boat, and rowed slowly into the river with the oars.
Looking at his fading figure, Li Ji said with emotion, "As long as one person knows that there is a ferry on the Blackwater River, one person will tell it to ten people, and ten people will tell it to a hundred people. From now on, the method of crossing the river will be known to both worlds. I’m just afraid that this old underworld demon is getting old and will be robbed by others, and it will be terrible if he accidentally destroys the soul wooden boat."
"No." Zhao Ning turned around, "He has a divine ax in his hand. As long as he is on the Blackwater River, as long as he wants to cross the river and wants his life, no one will dare to act rashly."
"That's the same reason." Li Ji nodded.
They had all landed, and it was almost time to part ways. Li Ji asked, "Fellow Daoist Shen, do you have any training plans next?"
Zhao Ning looked at him and noticed that there was a tone of invitation in his words. Li Ji smiled and added, "Li is already in the middle stage of foundation building and needs to experience the world of slaying. I heard that the journey of slaying the world will be smoother if there are companions. .”
Killing mortals by yourself, being in the mortal world, is like being inside the situation. You can't see clearly your own mortal ties, but others can see it more clearly. With appropriate reminder, it is easier to kill mortals.
Li Ji's Jimu Tianhe Dafa is also an ancient way, and he attaches great importance to Zhan Fan.
Before Zhao Ning could answer, Yan Ling's voice squeezed in, "Zhan Fan? Isn't this Zhan Fan serious about what he said to the seniors, that the benefit lies in Nascent Soul?"
Yan Ling is a practitioner of the Spiritual Root Avenue. Zhanfan is not necessary for the Spiritual Root Avenue, but if they really go to Zhanfan, it will also be of great benefit to the tempering of their character.
"That's true." Li Ji responded and saw that Yan Ling was a little moved, "Fellow Taoist Yan, you also want to go to the ordinary world and kill the ordinary people?"
"Have some ideas."
After listening to their conversation, Zhao Ning politely declined Li Ji's request, "I have already become a mortal and have other important matters, so I won't accompany fellow Taoist Li on this trip."
Li Ji was slightly disappointed. Compared with Yan Ling, who did not pay attention to spiritual roots, Li Ji hoped to be together with Zhao Ning, who was also an ancient Taoist. He turned his attention to Xu Xiuming and others. Although Xu Xiuming and Xu were ancient Taoist monks, they were from large sects. It is impossible for the disciples to be with him, and as for Jiang Yao, he has not yet found out which monk Jiang Yao is.
"I still don't know where Jiang Daoyou's master followed?"
"The ancient path." Jiang Yao answered simply, and also saw Li Ji's intention, "Fellow Daoist Li knows that I want to go with Brother Xu and Fairy Xu to pay homage to the seniors of the Extreme Cold Sect."
Zhao Ning raised her eyebrows slightly and looked at Jiang Yao, but she didn't expect that Jiang Yao "retreated and asked for help" and arrived at Jihan Palace.
Yan Ling pretended to be dissatisfied and put his arm heavily on Li Ji's shoulders, "You are like this, Fellow Daoist Li, but you think that my Spiritual Root Dao can't help you in killing mortals?"
Li Ji laughed, "Fellow Daoist Yan is joking. This is not to make it easier to invite more Daoist friends to kill the mortal."
He held up his hands to everyone, "In that case, let's leave first. See you in Kyushu!"
Everyone responded, "Take care, both of you."
After Li Ji and Yan Ling left, Xu Xu asked Zhao Ning where he was going.
Zhao Ning said, "What a coincidence, I also want to pay a visit to Senior Jihan Palace, and I asked two fellow Taoists to help introduce him."
Xu Xiuming and the two were slightly surprised, but then they became happy again, "It's easy to talk to, it's easy to talk, an ancient Taoist monk with such a heart as Daoist Shen, we in Jihan Palace welcome him."
Only Jiang Yao squinted at Zhao Ning, with a half-smile gradually appearing on his lips.
Xu Xiuming and Xu Xu led the way, and Wei Shuo, the underworld demon, also followed and asked about Chengxuan's cultivation world. Zhao Ning habitually fell at the end. After flying a few miles, Jiang Yao landed next to Zhao Ning.
He seemed to say unintentionally, "I heard that Jihan Palace originated from ancient times and is the only major sect that has survived to this day during the Great Destruction. The great masters in the palace are not only powerful, but also compassionate..."
His voice was very low, "Miss Shen asked me to ask for help, and my request for help is the best solution. Are you following me because you are afraid that I will confuse right and wrong?"
"Fellow Daoist Jiang, since you can have an epiphany through the artistic conception of a lonely boat ferry, and you can do your best to make up for the difficulties in the Blackwater River, it shows that your character is good." She raised her eyes and looked at Jiang Yao, "In that case, why should I meddle in other people's business? .”
After saying that, he stopped talking and moved to distance himself from Jiang Yao.
Jiang Yao stared at Zhao Ning's back with obvious disbelief in his eyes.
The Chengxuan Cultivation World is different from other Cultivation Worlds. It is vast and sparsely populated, and is covered with snow all year round. Only mortals exist in Fang City on the southern edge. More than seventy miles to the north, after passing the Fengxue Ridge, the temperature drops sharply. It has exceeded the limit of ordinary people's cold resistance. Even when Zhao Ning and others arrived here, they had to put on cloaks and hoods to resist the cold wind and drifting snow.
"As expected of a hidden sect, it can actually build its main sect on such an ice field."
The underworld demon Wei Shuo's teeth kept chattering with the cold as he spoke. He was wearing the snow deer coat Xu Xiuming borrowed from him and succumbed to the cold.
"This place is still hundreds of miles away from the sect. Fellow Taoist Wei, please be patient."
"What? Still hundreds of miles away?"
Wei Shuo glanced at the snow-capped mountains in front of him, where there was endless snow, and swallowed subconsciously, "Brother, do you really think you won't freeze to death if you live in an extremely cold place?"
"Haha, otherwise why is it called the Extreme Cold Palace? This is one of our sect's daily training." Xu Xiuming smiled, but saw thick clouds rolling in front of him, "I think there is going to be a blizzard. It's not easy to wield a sword. Let's go down first. Get out of the snow.”
These igloos are scattered here and there on the Chengxuan Icefield. Some of these igloos are temporary resting places built by the disciples of the Extreme Cold Palace when they travel to and from the city. Some are shelters built to hunt for treasures in the icefield. Some are blessed by formations, and some are purely It is to hollow out the snow mass and place it upside down on the ice sheet.
"There is an igloo half a mile ahead. I built it temporarily when I went down the mountain. I don't know if it is still there. Let's go there and have a look." Xu Xiuming covered the manic wind and snow, relying on roaring to convey the sound from the howling wind and snow. go out.
"Brother Xu, can you still tell the direction in this white place?" Nether Demon Wei Shuo roared.
"You can live here for a hundred years, you can do it!"
"Farewell, I don't want to do hard work!"
While the two people were talking, they had already reached the place where the wind and snow were the densest. The snow had turned into ice, and the ice was like iron, constantly impacting the surface of the body, and the line of sight was suppressed to a range of five or six feet.
At this moment, Zhao Ning raised her eyes and glanced around, seeing an unusual sound wrapped in the wind and snow.
Soon, Jiang Yao also sensed it, and he shouted forward, "Stop howling, there's an avalanche."
As soon as he finished speaking, the voice was approaching six or seven feet away. When everyone turned around to look, they saw the snow wave rising three feet high and rushing into their sight.
Xu Xiuming had experienced many battles with this kind of avalanche and snow wave, and was not nervous at all. He swayed in front of everyone, pinched his hand, and a circle of ice blue seals spun out.
"Don't be nervous, everyone. There are snow waves in this ice field every three days. They are not very powerful. Just avoid the wave peaks."
The seal expanded nearly ten feet, blocking Xuelanglangfeng from the seal.
"Look, you can stop it with just the Spirit Wall Technique. Just pure snow..."
Before he could finish his words, he saw a ball of snow rushing towards the underworld demon Wei Shuo as if it had legs. It was so fast that it suddenly appeared in front of Wei Shuo and then knocked the stunned Wei Shuo away.
"Wei Shuo!" Xu Xiuming exclaimed, with only a thought of "should I be slapped in the face like this" flashing through his mind, and he yelled out shocked permission.
Xu Xu understood immediately and performed a spell. The aura flashed and a circle of aura formed around Wei Shuo who was knocked away. The aura shrouded him in a ball of light.
Zhao Ning dodged to avoid the snowball, but saw the snowball running around. The snowball on his body receded, and two huge antlers emerged. When Wei Shuo was about to land, the snowball jumped high, and the snowball on his body jumped up. It was completely removed and turned into a white deer nearly ten feet long. The white deer raised its head upwards, and the ball of light surrounding Wei Shuo was thrown away like a ball.
Immediately afterwards, they saw seven or eight white deer appearing in the snow waves.
"What are these things!" Wei Shuo's scream came from mid-air. He moved and flew up directly. He didn't expect that the height of those white deer jumping was even higher than Wei Shuo's flying height. Then he turned With a kick of his front hoof, Wei Shuo was forcefully kicked back to the ground. He lay in a big glyph shape in the snow, while the nine white deer formed a circle on the snow.
The four people watching this scene looked at me and me at you.
"Fellow Daoist Xu, what's going on?" Jiang Yao asked. These white deer only attacked Wei Shuo and had no interest in them.
Xu Xiuming was stunned and suddenly understood something, "Oh no, it's all the fault of that coat!"
Xu Xiuming wanted to rush up to rescue Wei Shuo and put away the deer jacket he was wearing, but as soon as he got closer, a white deer in the middle raised its head and stared at him, with its huge deer eyes. Very excited and spiritual.
Although they sensed the threat from Xu Xiuming, they still only raised their feet, and then with a cry, the white deer lowered their heads at the same time, and the horns on their heads dug into Wei Shuo's clothes, and then completely tore Wei Shuo's clothes. Then, one after another, they howled twice, jumped up and down with their deer heads held high, and left in line.
The wind and snow also subsided a lot at this time, and several people in the snow looked at each other.
Xu Xiuming touched his nose, feeling extremely embarrassed. He walked over the large-shaped pothole and took a look. Wei Shuo's body was already covered with a layer of ice and snow.
"Um, Fellow Daoist Wei, I'm sorry." Xu Xiuming apologized, "The deer jacket you are wearing is made of white deer skin. We used this jacket in the past, and there were no white deer attacks. This time, these deer jackets are made of white deer skin." Bai Lu seemed to have taken the wrong medicine and was very excited. Fortunately, it didn't hurt you."
Although he was almost naked, Wei Shuo was not completely frozen. His face buried in the snowdrift turned sideways and looked at Xu Xiuming, "The inside is not hurt, but the face is completely hurt."
He still maintained his lying posture, not daring to get up at all. Zhao Ning and Xu Xu were watching not far away.
"Fellow Daoist Xu, why don't you bring me another coat?"
Xu Xiuming pretended to cough and handed him a robe, "This robe can also keep out the cold. It's Xu's apology to Fellow Daoist Wei."
As soon as the cassock was displayed, Wei Shuo finally had the courage to climb out of the pit.
From a distance, Jiang Yao crossed his arms and laughed at him, "Fellow Daoist Wei, your impressive foundation-building skills were turned into a piece of cake by a few first-level white deer. If word of this spreads..."
"Then where are the first-order white deer?" Wei Shuo interrupted him and argued for himself, "These white deer can not only hide, but also jump extremely fast. Let me ask you, after knowing that they are white deer, Have you ever doubted what was in that avalanche before?! If it were you, would you try to see if you were locked by the antlers and unable to control your body?!"
Jiang Yao shrugged indifferently. There was no need to put himself in someone else's shoes. After all, nothing could be done the same way.
"Coming." However, Zhao Ning suddenly spoke out. As soon as these words came out, they seemed to be echoing Jiang Yao's inner thoughts. Jiang Yao subconsciously turned to look at Zhao Ning.
