If the true essence extends to eight inches, then the cultivation level is the Great Juyuan? Jumping two major steps from Ningzhen directly to the Great Juyuan is something that has never been seen or heard of.
The rolling true energy is still slowly expanding, but the speed of expansion is starting to become slower and slower.
Seven inches five.
Seven inches six.
Seven inches seven.
Finally, the true energy stopped when it extended to seven inches and eight inches around Grandma Yu. After about ten breaths, it began to be slowly absorbed by Granny Yu's body.
call……
Everyone sighed, not sure if it was because of disappointment or something else?
There is no longer fluctuating true energy around Grandma Yu, and she is also holding her breath and concentrating, running the true energy in a full cycle to consolidate her newly advanced cultivation.
Everyone was silent, not knowing what to say.
"Little Juyuan Dacheng? Mr. Changsheng is really impressive!" Feng Pei spoke first.
"This is incredible!"
"Even though I have seen Mr. Changsheng use spiritual liquid to cure people's hidden diseases before, and use spiritual liquid to break the barriers of cultivation. But it is a bit incredible to break through three levels in a row just after advancing!" Su Wanyu also sighed in surprise. road.
"Several seniors are exaggerating. It should be that Granny Yu had a deep foundation in cultivation before, but was suppressed due to the obstruction of depression. Now that depression has been eliminated, it is reasonable to break through three levels in a row."
"That's right, this girl Jingshu, not to mention our Holy Lady's Palace, she is the one who has the hardest training and the most ups and downs in the entire Bingling Palace. We thought it was because of her mediocre qualifications, but we didn't expect that the root of everything is still the depression. "
"Jingshu has advanced in cultivation, and I heard that he has adopted a godson. This is a double blessing."
"Well, your cultivation has suddenly reached Xiaojuyuan Dacheng. It will probably take a day or two to consolidate. When Jingshu comes out, we will congratulate you." Feng Pei said happily.
While they were chatting, the immortal sound-transmitting bone pendant suddenly flashed.
When I checked with my consciousness, I found that it was coming from Old Ding, but I couldn't hear what was said intermittently. I could only vaguely hear two repeated words: Burial of Ice.
Buried in ice?
Buried in Ice Valley?
A year ago, in Tianqing County, Changsheng heard about this Ice Burial Valley from Weng Ziren. The fragments of "Wujilu" were discovered there.
Before, Old Man Ding didn't want to go out with Changsheng, but he followed him as soon as he heard about going to Bingling Palace. It turned out that this dead old man wanted to bury him in Binggu.
"Hun Li, was Old Ding there when you came out?"
"Old man Ding? What old man Ding?" Hun Li asked with some confusion.
Looking at Hun Li, Changsheng looked confused: "It's just Ding Hui! Are you dumbfounded by the cold? But it's not cold here either?"
"Sir, I have never known anyone named Ding Hui."
"Hun Li, don't be joking. Old man Ding may be in Burial Ice Valley, and he should be in danger." Chang Sheng looked at Hun Li in horror.
"Master, please don't scare me? I've been following you for more than two years, and I never knew you knew anyone named Ding Hui."
At this time, Chang Sheng and Hun Li were more confused than the other.
Changsheng's brows furrowed deeper and deeper: "It's Ding Hui who we met at the Tianyuan Mine. He also raised monsters and transformed monks. Then he was subdued by me and followed me to Songque."
"I definitely remember the Tianyuan mine. Zhang Hang, the manager of the mine, discovered something abnormal in the mine. Then the two of us went there and found the monsters secretly kept in captivity by Jiu Shengtang, and the ones that had been modified to protect the monsters. Monk."
"Those monsters were wiped out by you, and the transformed monks were also subdued by you. We also found Yuan Jing inside."
The more Hun Li spoke, the more shocked Chang Sheng was: "How is this possible? How could you completely forget about Ding Hui? He also followed us to Bing Ling Palace, and is now in the guest area with Xun Feng and Han Zi."
"Come to Bing Ling Palace together? Master, do you want to go to the medical center and have a look." The expression on Hun Li's face had changed from confusion to surprise and worry.
Seeing that Hun Li didn't seem to be faking it, Chang Sheng frowned and thought for a moment: "No, it was Ding Hui who disappeared from your memory. Let's go find Xun Feng and Han Zi. I have to go to the funeral of some seniors first. Ice Valley. Let’s talk later.”
"Young master is going to be buried in Binggu?" Fengpei took out two bottles of elixirs and handed them to Changsheng:
"If you want to go deep into that kind of extremely cold place, you need elixirs to resist the cold. One bottle here is a third-grade cold-resisting elixir, which can be used by Xiao Juyuan and below. One bottle is a fourth-grade Zhiyan elixir, which can be used by Xiao Juyuan and above."
"Thank you, senior."
In the guest area, Liu Xunfeng and Xie Gu were equally confused as they listened to Chang Sheng talking about Ding Hui, and then shook their heads together.
"I don't remember a person named Ding Hui."
"Little sir, I don't remember Ding Hui either."
"Xunfeng, you also told me that Ding Hui conducted experiments on living monks and was expelled from the Mingque Dantang Guild. Finally, he was assigned by the Minister of the Central Government to be in charge of the Tianyuan Mine."
"And Idiot, you are able to practice now only because Ding Hui helped you transplant the Dantian Qi Sea."
"I definitely didn't. If I did, I wouldn't forget it. Little sir, something happened to you, right?" Liu Xunfeng asked worriedly.
"I also remember that the reason why I can practice now is because Mr. Xiao and Senior Hun helped me get a new Dantian, but I don't know when Ding Hui appeared."
"Sir, is there something wrong with the Yu Qi you collected, which caused such an extra person to appear in your memory?" Hun Li frowned and said.
Depressed? There is no problem with depression. By the way, Ding Hui’s Heavenly Soul.
Immortality appeared in his sea of consciousness as soon as he moved. In a corner of the sea of consciousness, a light gray figure that looked like Ding Hui stood quietly.
That's right. The problem isn't me, it's that Ding Hui has completely disappeared from other people's memories.
The reason why I can remember him is because I have left a trace of his soul.
Chang Sheng froze on the spot after suddenly realizing it.
How could Ding Hui disappear from other people's memories? Is it because of Burial Ice Valley?
"Hun Li, let's go to Burial Ice Valley. Xunfeng and Hanzi, Bingling Palace will send disciples to take you to visit the palace in a while. Don't run around. It's best not to leave Bingling Palace to avoid another accident. "
"Visit the Bingling Palace? Okay. By the way, little sir, has my godmother's hidden illness been cured?" The big-hearted Xie Gu didn't even care whether Ding Hui was in his memory.
"Don't worry, Idiot, Granny Yu is fine."
"But little sir, you won't have any problems, right?"
Before Liu Xunfeng finished speaking, Changsheng and Hunli had already arrived outside Bingling Palace.
2
An hour ago.
Not long after breakfast, Hun Li was called to the Saintess' Palace. Liu Xunfeng and Xie Gu planned to visit Bingling City and called Ding Hui.
This time Ding Hui agreed happily and did not refuse.
The three of them left the Bingling Palace, passed the stone bridge over the Ice Valley, and arrived at Bingling City. As they were wandering around, Liu Xunfeng discovered that Ding Hui was missing, but he didn't care.
In fact, Ding Hui did not wander around the city with Liu Xunfeng. Instead, as soon as he arrived at Bingling City, he hired a cloud boat and left.
Less than half an hour later, Ding Hui arrived at the Burial Ice Valley, which belonged to the Xiling Continent, three thousand miles away.
A glacier stretches as far as the eye can see, and in front of you is a U-shaped frozen valley. The valley is nearly ten miles long, more than a hundred feet wide, and nearly a hundred feet deep.
Some large and small ice pits and caves appear on the valley slopes on both sides, and there are even several at the valley bottom.
After Ding Hui glanced at the potholes on the valley slope, he focused his eyes on the bottom of the valley. Then he took out a blank sky curtain stone and flicked it, making it float two feet above his head, and then jumped down.
After reaching the bottom of the valley, he took out a white stone with ash the size of a soybean inside and held it in his hand.
Ding Hui held the stone while walking with his consciousness, and finally jumped into a vertical hole.
The depth of the hole is only about a hundred feet, and after reaching the end, I discovered that there is actually a huge ice cave two or three feet high inside, so huge that you can't even see its boundaries.
Countless icy milk stones hang down from the top of the ice cave, and a layer of blue and faint cold light shines on the ice at the bottom. Obviously, there should be an extremely cold place below.
Ding Hui tightened his collar, chose a direction and walked straight in.
The further we walked, the lower and colder the temperature became. After walking for almost half an hour, a human corpse appeared on the ground.
The body was curled up and covered with ice. It seemed that it had been frozen to death.
As long as the monks circulate their true energy, they can maintain a constant body temperature and be able to withstand both high and low temperatures. It can freeze a monk to death, so you can imagine how low the temperature here is.
Ding Hui's body was already covered with a layer of ice, and his whole body was trembling with cold, so he quickly took a third-grade anti-cold elixir.
After walking for another cup of tea, another frozen corpse appeared, and then within the time of walking for half a stick of incense, five or six corpses appeared in succession.
At this time, Ding Hui was shivering with cold, and his hands and feet were almost numb from the cold. There were clusters of small ice shards on his hair, eyebrows, and eyelashes, and his face was extremely pale.
It seems that the third-grade cold-preventing elixir he took can no longer withstand the cold here.
Ding Hui took out a long hooded jacket made of fiery red fur and spread it on the ice, and then took out a jade bottle.
The bottle was filled with crimson liquid, and he quickly poured the liquid evenly on the animal skin coat.
After a few breaths, a pungent smell came from the long coat. Ding Hui picked up the long coat and wrapped it tightly around his body.
After a few more breaths, his face began to turn rosy, and the ice residue on his eyebrows and eyelashes turned into mist.
This long coat and this bottle of liquid were obtained from the Twelve Young Masters more than a hundred years ago.
It is the skin and blood of the Wujin Beast, a fifth-level fire-type monster unique to the Yanyan Valley, the most intense place in the Northern Desert Continent.
As we all know, water and fire are in conflict with each other, and hot and cold are not mutually exclusive. Ding Hui prepared these two things more than a hundred years ago just to come to this extremely cold place.
Ding Hui wrapped his long coat tightly and continued to move forward.
The glacial milkstones hanging upside down from the top of the ice cave began to grow larger and denser. After walking forward for another moment, we finally saw the ice wall at the end of the ice cave.
