"Xiao Zhuzhu, are you going to Wanbing Cliff? I happen to be going there too, let's go together!"
Zhuzhu, who was about to leave for Wanbing Cliff early in the morning, heard Jun Mo's voice coming from behind again.
As the veins on her forehead pulsed, Zhu Zhu secretly grinded her back molars.
This guy surnamed Jun is really haunting.
What plans does he have for himself? Why is he acting like a follower? Doesn't he have something to do of his own?
Zhuzhu couldn't bear it any longer and was about to open the skylight and tell the truth: "Why do you always follow me?"
"I'm really doing a mission with you this time." Seeing Zhuzhu's disbelief, Jun Mo had no choice but to bring out True Lord Binghua and recount the mission he had given him.
"If you still don't believe it, little Zhuzhu, you can go to the Jingying Cave to see True Lord Binghua in person for confirmation."
Zhuzhu could see that Jun Mo was more serious today than yesterday. Even if he was lying, she didn't bother to verify it, as long as he didn't disturb her from completing her mission.
"In this case, please don't disturb me when I am getting ice, otherwise you and I will not be able to complete the task."
"Don't bother, don't bother, I'm still hoping that Xiao Zhuzhu will get the ice out to make the coffin soon!" Jun Mo nodded repeatedly.
"Also, my surname is Ni. You and I are both in the Golden Core stage. Fellow Daoist Jun can call me Fellow Daoist Ni."
Only now did Zhuzhu realize that adding the word '小' in front of her name would be so disgusting. She almost vomited out her meal for the next year.
"Okay, Xiaozhu... Fellow Daoist Ni." Jun Mo smiled widely.
When they arrived at the Wanbing Cliff, Zhuzhu was shocked by the scene in front of her. The cliff thousands of feet high in front of her was actually made of a huge piece of ice. The cliff was as smooth as a mirror, clearly reflecting her and Jun Mo. figure, and the shocked expression on her face.
They were as small as two ants in front of Wanbing Cliff.
However, these two 'ants' were going to the ice cave under Wanbing Cliff to take out the bottom layer of Wanbing Cliff's hardest thousand-year-old ice to make an ice coffin, not just one or two pieces, but a hundred pieces.
You can imagine how difficult this task is to complete.
But no matter how difficult it is to complete, she must complete it, not to mention that she is not afraid of consuming the spiritual energy in her body, which gives her many advantages over other disciples on Jiuhan Peak.
Zhuzhu shook her arms to stretch her body, then took out the sky-breaking ax and walked towards the bottom of Wanbing Cliff.
"Fellow Daoist Ni, not only is there a biting cold under the Wanbing Cliff, but the breath of ice emitted by the thousand-year-old ice can also paralyze people's spiritual consciousness, causing the monks to fall asleep unconsciously. In the past thirty years, Two disciples who took Xuanbing were injured inside, and one of them was still integrated with Wanbingya." Jun Mo stepped forward and said.
"You can just say what you want to say, fellow Taoist Jun!" Zhuzhu is not afraid, and she is not frightened. No matter how terrifying Wan Bingya is, there is no fear in people's hearts.
"What I mean is that I want to go down with Fellow Daoist Ni, because I am a Fire Spirit Root cultivator and possess the Glazed Pure Fire, which can protect our consciousness from the ice breath invading the sea of consciousness." Jun Mo looked at Zhuzhu, stretched out his palm and released a A ball of light blue flame.
As the glazed pure fire was released, the surrounding temperature instantly increased.
From this alone, one can realize that the power of the Glaze Pure Fire is indeed very strong and can help the monks resist the cold.
But Zhuzhu doesn't need it. She is not afraid of the breath of ice at all. She wishes there were more ice breath in the ice cave under Wanbing Cliff so that she could practice while getting ice.
If Jun Mo followed her into the ice cave, she would have to suppress her spiritual power, which would not only take a lot of effort, but also waste her time.
"No need, I also have a treasure that can isolate the breath of ice."
Zhuzhu refused directly, "Fellow Daoist Jun, just wait for me here. I will bring it to you when I get the ice successfully."
Zhuzhu was not afraid that Jun Mo would deceive her, and then she took out the thousand-year-old ice.
When the time comes, she will have a way to make him spit it out intact, no matter how much he has shed.
Anyway, Jiuhan Peak is only a few hundred miles wide. Without the instruction of True Lord Binghua, Jun Mo couldn't escape. Even if he tricked her, she couldn't escape, so Zhuzhu didn't worry whether he was telling the truth or a lie.
As long as your fist is hard enough, no matter how many plots and tricks the other party has, they will be unable to do anything.
Zhuzhu followed the ice cave that was only about one foot deep under the Wanbing Cliff and entered it.
As soon as she entered, she felt the strong air of thousands of years of ice blowing towards her face. Even though she had ice spirit roots in her body and could absorb the air of ice, Zhuzhu couldn't help but shudder.
It's really cold here, cold to the bone, no, cold to the very soul.
She had only been in the ice cave for half a quarter of an hour, and she felt a little drowsy. Her legs were even numb from the cold the moment she entered, and she quickly lost consciousness. This shows how terrifying the ice cave is.
Different from the relatively gentle thousand-year-old ice breath in Bingyue Lake, Zhuzhu sensed a fierce and chilling atmosphere in the ice breath in the ice cave.
As a result, she only tried to absorb a little bit, and her skin and spiritual veins felt like needle pricks.
The reason why this happens is precisely because of these killing intentions.
After realizing that the ice breath here was extraordinary, Zhuzhu didn't dare to raise her head. With a thought, the ice soul battle suit glowed with blue light and tightly wrapped her whole body in it.
Isolated from everything outside, her body instantly warmed up.
After the body returned to normal mobility, Zhuzhu entered the depths of the ice cave and saw the huge lavender ice in front of her. These were the thousand-year-old ice.
But she did not rush to mine because she found a human-shaped ice sculpture next to the thousand-year-old ice.
There was a Tianyun Sect disciple who had closed his eyes and had no breath inside.
Zhuzhu didn't know how long he had been dead, because he died in an ice cave under Wanbing Cliff. He should have been covered by ice not long after his death, so he still looked like he had just fallen asleep.
No matter how many mistakes this man made before he died, he died here silently and no one collected his body. It did look a little pitiful.
Zhuzhu hesitated for a moment, then raised the sky-breaking ax to crack the ice on the dead disciple's body, and pulled the extremely stiff disciple out of the ice sculpture.
Then he carried his body out of the ice cave.
"Taking out the ice so soon?"
Seeing Zhuzhu walking out of the ice cave intact, Jun Mo, who was dozing off against the Wanbing Cliff, asked quickly.
Then he saw Zhuzhu throwing a corpse in front of him: "Fellow Taoist Jun, I can lend you your glass purifying fire."
"Do...what?"
Looking at the corpse at his feet, Jun Mo had a bad feeling in his heart. He regretted showing off his glazed pure fire to Zhuzhu.
"This disciple is our fellow sect after all. We can't just let him die in the wilderness all the time. Let's bury him with a fire!"
Jiuhan Peak was completely covered by thick ice and snow. It was very difficult to dig out the thick ice underfoot, otherwise Zhuzhu would not have asked Jun Mo to choose to be buried.
Staring into Zhuzhu's blue eyes, which were purer than the ice and snow lake, Jun Mo swallowed the words he wanted to refuse as soon as they reached his lips.
He reluctantly stretched out his hand and released his glazed pure fire. After a while, he burned the corpse, and the glazed pure fire automatically returned to his hand.
"Thank you very much!"
Zhuzhu thanked her and turned around and walked towards the ice cave.
"Why aren't you afraid of the ice breath in the ice cave?"
Jun Mo asked curiously. The disciples who came here to get ice before could only enter for half a quarter to a quarter of an hour at a time. Even so, if one is not careful, he will still die inside, and frostbite to the soul and body is common.
The female cultivator surnamed Ni stayed inside for nearly a quarter of an hour when she entered for the first time. She didn't say anything, and she still had the strength to rescue the corpse of her fellow disciple. I have to say that Zhuzhu's performance was once again refreshing. Jun Mo's knowledge of her.
There is even some suspicion that she is not at the middle stage of Jindan cultivation as shown.
"Because my senior brother is a master of weapon refining, he gave me many treasures for self-defense."
After Zhuzhu finished speaking, she entered the ice cave again without waiting for Jun Mo to ask further questions.
"There is actually a master of weapon refining in the sect!" Jun Mo sighed, and he had a vague suspicion in his mind. When he thought that Zhuzhu might be that person's junior sister, that is, the apprentice of Zhenjun Zhenjun, the smile on his face and the casual attitude subdued.
It seems that I guessed it right before. Fellow Daoist Ni's background is indeed not small, and I have to say that he can't afford to offend him.
Since he wanted to show off and leave Jiuhan Peak as soon as possible, Jun Mo decided to have more respect for Zhuzhu in the future and less gossip to offend her.
After all, the master and senior brother behind him are both capable and protective, and they will definitely not let their disciples (junior sisters) be imprisoned in Jiuhan Peak for too long.
To say that his master Qiuchu Zhenjun is not bad in the sect, and he is also a ninth-grade alchemist.
It's a pity that because of what he did, he still didn't repent for decades in Jiuhan Peak. The master must have become cold-blooded over the past few decades, so it would be considered merciful for him not to kick him out.
Recalling the big mistake he made because of a single thought, Jun Mo's eyes dimmed a little more.
But if he could go back more than thirty years ago, he might still make the same choice, even if he resorts to any means, he would kill the evil cultivator Huangfu Guangming who had bullied and tortured his sister Junrou to take revenge.
The reason why he was punished by the sect's Law Enforcement Hall was because he finally found out about Huangfu Guangming's whereabouts. He went out to find Huangfu Guangming and pursued him all the way, which involved the tragic deaths of dozens of innocent mortals.
Although Huangfu Guangming deliberately killed those mortals or used them as hostages to threaten him when he jumped over the wall, Jun Mo, who was eager for revenge at that time, only wanted to kill Huangfu Guangming and didn't care whether those passers-by were dead or alive.
Because he had been blinded by hatred, he finally used his natal magic weapon Qiankun Ding to kill Huangfu Guangming and several mortals he took as hostages at the same time.
Although he killed Huangfu Guangming to eliminate harm for the people, he also implicated dozens of innocent lives. The killings he caused were too heavy. In addition, he also had a tendency to become obsessed with evil. He was sent to Jiuhan Peak by the Law Enforcement Hall for twenty years. .
One is to suppress his inner demons and let him return to the right path and not go astray. The other is to punish him for treating mortal life as an ant in the process of revenge, and let him reflect on the mistakes he made in Jiuhan Peak.
However, after taking revenge, Jun Mo knew that he was too eager and cruel in his revenge, and he was no different from the evil cultivator Huangfu Guangming he hated. In addition, after his great revenge was avenged and his wish was fulfilled, he had the opportunity to hide from the world and spend his whole life in Jiuhan Peak. The idea of atonement.
It wasn't until he spent more than thirty years gradually coming out of self-punishment that he realized that Zhuzhu's arrival and extraordinary methods made him yearn for the outside world again.
Moreover, he also saw bits and pieces of his sister Junrou in Zhuzhu.
The same cold aloofness with a little bit of coquettishness and willfulness.
The only difference is that there is more perseverance and calmness in Zhu Zhu's eyes than that of his sister Jun Rou, which is the result of years of hardship.
Before his sister Junrou was abducted and tortured by Huangfu Guangming, she was just a wealthy lady raised in a boudoir. She had never experienced any storms, so naturally she would not develop a perseverance and calm character.
Therefore, although Jun Mo sometimes feels that Zhuzhu looks a bit like his sister, he does not regard her as a substitute for his sister.
