Before Qing Yu's words fell, she suddenly turned into a frozen world within a hundred zhang of her body, the stream instantly froze, and the grass became a crystal piece, and the cold and piercing feeling hit in an instant, making Qiao Yun's hair and eyelashes covered with frost, Qiao Yun hurriedly used his whole body to cultivate to resist this sudden cold.

"The only spell I've created in my life—the Frozen ......," Qing Yu said slowly, while the surrounding frozen world was still spreading, thousands and thousands of feet......

Soon, the frozen world had surpassed Qiao Yun's divine sense, a hundred miles, a thousand miles, a thousand miles...... It seems that as long as Qing Yu does not stop performing this technique, the frozen world will never end.

"The art of freezing is a supreme spell that communicates heaven and earth, contains spirits into ice, unites spirits and gods, and does whatever you want...... Xiaocheng can be frozen for thousands of miles, Dacheng can be frozen for thousands of miles, and if you cultivate to the extreme, you will freeze a realm......"

Qiao Yun's heart trembled when he heard all this, but at this moment, his limbs were already stiff and unable to move, and his whole body was covered in frost. And this is because Qing Yu was worried that Qiao Yun's cultivation was low, and he controlled the casting of spells, otherwise Qiao Yun would have been sealed by the ice.

Qiao Yun, who was covered by frost, found that the sky was slowly overcast, and then large snowflakes slowly fell, and the world that was originally frozen became snowy again, turning into a pure white world.

Suddenly, the earth trembled, and a huge white snow elephant rushed from afar, exuding an indescribable reckless aura all over its body, heading straight for the green feathers in mid-air.

Qing Yu's face was as usual, and he pointed at the giant elephant, and huge icicles rose from the ground in an instant, blocking the giant elephant. The giant elephant rushed towards the icicle without stopping, under its impact again and again, the icicle shook for a while, and in a blink of an eye, the giant elephant broke through the icicle, the elephant's trunk rolled, and a huge snow pillar quickly sprayed into the green feathers in mid-air.

Qing Yu's right hand stretched out slightly, and it quickly condensed into a semi-circular ice cover in mid-air, protecting Qing Yu in it, blocking the snow pillar that shot out, and then an ice sword condensed in Qing Yu's hand, and Qing Yu swung his sword to slash at the giant elephant rushing below.

Qiao Yun watched this person fight in the ice and snow, his eyes gradually brightened, he completely forgot the coldness on his body, and his whole mind gradually sank into it.

……

The middle-aged scribe sitting on the first floor glanced at the dozen or so monks waiting outside the Scripture Pavilion with his divine sense, and he was also a little anxious in his heart, Qiao Yun had been sucked away for several days, but there was no movement until now, and he didn't dare to let other disciples enter the Scripture Pavilion.

Just as he was thinking, the middle-aged scribe's face suddenly turned pale, and a large amount of sweat droplets were secreted from his forehead, and the middle-aged scribe hurriedly took out a spirit grass from the storage bag, and plucked several leaves of the spirit grass, and swallowed it.

After a stick of incense, the middle-aged scribe's complexion gradually recovered, but the placket of his body was already soaked with sweat.

Taking a deep breath, the middle-aged scribe put away the spirit grass, no longer paying attention to the noise outside the scripture pavilion, but closed his eyes and recuperated.

Three days later, a blue light sprinkled from the roof of the sixth floor of the Scripture Pavilion, and Qiao Yun's figure fell on the sixth floor of the Scripture Pavilion, and then dissipated.

And Qiao Yun's mind was still echoing with Qing Yu's last sentence at this time, "The Qing Yu Sect is not a sect at this interface, and it is because it is avoiding the enemy that the sect has migrated here. If you have to learn from me, if he succeeds in the future, I hope you can take the Qingyu Sect away, and it will not be in vain for me to teach a ......"

Qiao Yun stood in place, his heart shook again, Qiao Yun never thought that the Qingyu Sect was not from this interface, so wouldn't the spells he had learned not belong to this interface?

Temporarily putting aside the many thoughts and questions in his heart, Qiao Yun glanced at the dozen or so jade slips on the sixth-floor cabinet of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, and did not study again, but quickly went down the stairs.

Qiao Yun knew that this Frozen Spell was not something that could be practiced easily, and at this moment, Qiao Yun just wanted to return to the Cave Mansion as soon as possible and deduce the Frozen Technique taught by Qing Yu in his mind, as for the other spells, Qiao Yun was not interested in it for the time being.

After going down several floors in succession, Qiao Yun didn't see a single monk, and he didn't feel a little strange in his heart, until he came to the first floor of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion and saw the closed door and the middle-aged scribe sitting in the middle, Qiao Yun understood, and hurriedly hugged his fist at the middle-aged scribe, "Thank you, senior." ”

The middle-aged scribe slowly opened his eyes, nodded to Qiao Yun, and said with appreciation: "Yes, you not only ascended to the sixth floor of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, but also entered the seventh floor that even I don't know. ”

Speaking of this, the middle-aged scribe's expression suddenly became solemn, and he continued: "But these things, it's good that you know them yourself, especially what you encounter and hear in the seventh layer, that is your own creation, don't tell anyone, even if it is the sect master and elder of the sect, if there are more people who know, it will inevitably cause unnecessary trouble for you." ”

In fact, even if the middle-aged scribe didn't say it, with Qiao Yun's caution, he wouldn't tell others about the matter on the seventh floor of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, but the middle-aged scribe's reminder still moved Qiao Yun's heart. A monk who has cultivated above the golden pill not only does not covet his income on the seventh floor of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion at all, but also thinks about his own safety, such an act is really not easy.

After thanking the middle-aged scribe, Qiao Yun handed over the identity jade plate and was about to leave, but was stopped by the middle-aged scribe and asked Qiao Yun to hide in the practice room on the second floor for a long time.

After listening to the words of the middle-aged scribe, Qiao Yun immediately glanced at the dozen or so monks wandering outside the Hidden Scripture Pavilion with his divine sense, and immediately understood, so he put away the identity jade plate and went up to the second floor.

After Qiao Yun entered the practice room, the middle-aged scribe got up unhurriedly and opened the door of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion.

The monks who had been waiting outside the Scripture Pavilion for several days were overjoyed when they saw the door of the Scripture Pavilion open, and they did not dare to have any complaints about the Scripture Pavilion being closed for more than ten days for no reason, and respectfully handed over the identity jade plate to the middle-aged scribe, and then went upstairs one after another.

Half a day later, Qiao Yun came out of the practice room, like other monks, and left the Scripture Pavilion after handing over the points.

Qiao Yun didn't expect that he had stayed in the Scripture Pavilion for three months, and he had paid a total of nine thousand two hundred points. However, although he spent a lot of points, Qiao Yun felt that the trip was worthwhile, and after going out, he directly sacrificed the white cloud-shaped magic weapon and flew towards Fang City.

After exchanging 70,000 pieces of lower grade spirit stones in Fang City, and buying a large number of spirit grass seeds, Qiao Yun only had more than 3,000 points left on the identity jade plate, but Qiao Yun didn't care, and returned to the cave directly by the white cloud-shaped magic weapon.

After entering the cave, Qiao Yun went straight to the indoor medicine garden, preparing to plant the spirit grass seeds he had purchased, and then retreat to comprehend the ice.

As soon as he entered the medicine garden, Qiao Yun saw Xue Yi running towards him, and he couldn't help but smile on his face, but then his expression suddenly changed, because Xue Yi's body was writhing strangely, and something seemed to be shaking in his abdomen.

Qiao Yun was shocked, walked quickly to Xue Yi's approach, grabbed Xue Yi's tail, and lifted Xue Yi upside down. I saw Xue Yi swinging back and forth in mid-air, and his bulging belly was even more scurrying up and down.

"Spit it out for me!" Qiao Yun said angrily.

Xue Yi looked at Qiao Yun innocently, I don't know what kind of anger Qiao Yun is having, it woke up and saw that there was an extra egg next to it, thinking that it was Qiao Yun who left it to eat, and it was happy for a long time, and it took a lot of effort to swallow the whole egg, and at this moment it realized that this egg was not for itself to eat.

Xue Yi pointed at his mouth with his front paw aggrievedly, indicating that he couldn't spit it out, Qiao Yun was ruthless after he understood, grabbing Xue Yi's tail and shaking it up and down.

Xue Yi was shaken by Qiao Yun and complained bitterly, while its small round belly kept swinging up and down, gradually moving downward. Qiao Yun was overjoyed when he saw this, and hurriedly increased the intensity of the shaking.

After half a pillar of incense, with Qiao Yun's unremitting efforts, the black Jiao egg was finally spit out by Xue Yi and fell into the palm of Qiao Yun's left hand. And Xue Yi took a few steps forward after being put on the ground by Qiao Yun, and finally collapsed on the ground with a "snap", drooping her little head and looking depressed.

Qiao Yun looked at the black Jiao Dan in the palm of his left hand full of Xue Yi's gastric juice and saliva, and felt sick in his heart, turned his head and glared at Xue Yi lying on the ground, and reprimanded: "You dare to eat this black Jiao egg directly, aren't you afraid that you won't be able to digest it!"

Xue Yi whimpered, not daring to refute, but she didn't think so, and said in her heart that there was nothing she couldn't digest, and in another ten days and half a month, she would absorb it.

Qiao Yun was about to reprimand a few more words, but suddenly felt a strange movement in his left hand, and hurriedly turned around, only to find that countless small cracks had appeared on the black egg in his palm at some point, and they were cracking little by little at the moment.

It's over, Qiao Yun thought to himself, I'm afraid that when he took out the egg just now, he used too much force and broke the egg.

When Qiao Yun was thinking about it, the cracks on the black Jiao egg became bigger and bigger, and with a "click", a small shell above the black Jiao egg actually broke away from the egg body and rose up, and a small black head was exposed under this small shell, looking at Qiao Yun and everything around him curiously.

When Qiao Yun saw this little guy, his eyes couldn't help but light up, a smile appeared on his face, and his previous dissatisfaction with Xue Yi suddenly disappeared

Soon, the eggshell completely shattered and split into two halves, revealing the little guy's head, only to see that the little guy had a slender body, with two pairs of front paws and two pairs of back grabbing, which was quite similar to Xue Yi when he was born.

Qiao Yun looked at the little guy in his hand and liked it very much, as if he saw Xue Yi's appearance when he was a child, and said with a smile: "I'll call you Xiao Hei in the future, how about it?"

The little black Jiao seemed to understand Qiao Yun's words, and jumped happily, and the eggshell on the top of his head fell unsteadily, revealing a small head.

Xue Yi saw that Qiao Yun was all about this newly hatched guy, and ignored himself, he was extremely dissatisfied in his heart, and screamed at Qiao Yun, and a pair of small blue eyes stared at the black Jiao in Qiao Yun's hand viciously.