Xia Xin, Cheng Xuan, and Zhang Wenjun were about to rush to the Dongchuan Realm at this moment, the distance was too far, it was the foot of the Holy Order, and it would take nearly half a month to stop at full speed. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"How long does it take to arrive?" Xia Xin frowned when he heard that time, it would only take ten days to go, and it would take at least twenty days to come back, but Dan Zhouzi only gave a deadline of fifteen days.

Just when Xia Xin was thinking about whether to bring the Eye Demon, Cheng Xuan nodded and said, "It does take more than half a month to fly over, but if Yang Shao is in a hurry, we can take the teleportation route, in that case, we can get to Yunbing Village in about three or four days." ”

"That's the best, then you should know the teleportation route, right?" Xia Xin was overjoyed when he heard this, and then asked a little worriedly.

Cheng Xuan's face was black, can you not ask such an idiot question, although he was speechless, he still nodded, and led Xia Xin in one direction, secretly saying in his heart that he was really prescient, and did not fly towards the entrance of the temple, but chose to teleport near the empty space, and Zhang Wenjun followed behind without saying a word.

"Grow up, Elder Zhang. ”

"I've seen the growth of the old.

"I've seen Elder Zhang.."

On the way, many disciples saw Cheng Xuan and Zhang Wenjun, and they all saluted, the latter two of them were unheard, obviously commonplace, Xia Xin followed silently, not for a long time, and soon they came to a clearing, there was a meter-high cryolite platform in the center, and there was a big book on it, which made Xia Xin strange that there was no guard here.

"Are you wondering why there are no guards here?" Perhaps seeing Xia Xin's confusion, Zhang Wenjun asked with a smile, and then he asked Xia Xin to go over and try it.

Xia Xin glanced at the old man suspiciously, and immediately stepped forward, but before he had gone far, he felt some slight changes, and then he hurriedly retreated, and after arriving at the original position, he stretched out his hands and saw that there were some ice crystal fragments on his fingers, as if they had just begun to freeze, but they did not last.

"Formation?" Xia Xin was surprised, his heart was relieved, he said why there was no guard, it turned out that this place was protected by a large array, but this formation is not too powerful, he has extremely cold spiritual power, and he is the body of a martial king, and his resistance to the cold qi is even a sage, but if he retreats a little slower just now, Xia Xin feels that he is definitely an ice sculpture now.

"That's right, it's the formation. Seeing this, Cheng Xuan affirmed Xia Xin's question, and immediately took out the blue bell with a smile, and said, "And only the bell above the elder has the permission to open it." ”

As soon as the words fell, Xia Xin heard the crisp sound of the bell, shook it a few times, and the melody burst, and the sound wave caused a huge blue light mask to appear in front of him, enveloping the entire open space.

"This bell is also divided into levels?" Xia Xin was surprised, he didn't know what level the bell Su Bingfu gave him that day, he estimated that it might just be the kind that ordinary disciples had.

Hearing this, Cheng Xuan shook the bell again, and then walked forward, saying as he walked: "Of course, this bell is a necessary thing in the temple, as long as you become a disciple of the temple, you will be issued with such a bell, but most of the disciples have the most ordinary bells, which are used for communication and stress relief, we call them 'Tong Minus Bell'." ”

"It's really in line with what it does. Xia Xin saw that Cheng Xuan, who was walking forward, was not hurt, and Zhang Wenjun also followed, and he was also fine, so he walked forward.

"And the one in my hand, everyone calls it the 'elder bell', which represents the rights that only elders can have. Cheng Xuan stood on the edge of the cryolite platform, looked at Xia Xin and explained.

The latter looked at the huge book, which was a little different from the Crossing Land, it did not emit a golden glow, but a blue light.

Cheng Xuan took out a piece of spiritual jade, pressed it against a groove somewhere on the stone platform, and then on the big book, as many as a dozen choices appeared, Cheng Xuan was a little apart, and all the choices disappeared, replaced by a whirlpool.

Xia Xin took a deep breath, walked onto the stone platform first, and kicked into the whirlpool with one foot, Cheng Xuan and Zhang Wenjun glanced at each other, and disappeared one after another.

……

Midwinter City, located on the edge of the Xichuan boundary, is the closest city to the Dongchuan boundary without the consent of others.

Although the entire Xichuan Realm is nominally a temple, not all the forces within this range are attached to the temple, of course, the temple has an order, they still have to obey it, otherwise an elder sent it can cause a headache for any force, and even worry about whether they will be destroyed.

There are not many martial artists in this midwinter city, and there are two or three big wolves and small tigers, all of which are forces formed by the combination of scattered cultivation.

In the city, at the Shukong Formation, the stone platform with a length of three zhang and a meter high is used for huge books, and more than ten or twenty warriors dressed in the same clothes surround the stone platform, their realm is at the lowest level of the third order, and there are two people on the platform, a man in his thirties and forties, carrying a scimitar on his back, with a resolute face, but at this moment he is walking back and forth on the stone platform, and the other one looks rough, even in a cold environment like Beichuan, this person is also shirtless and half of his arms, and his exposed chest has tattoos, which looks like some kind of scorpion's needle tail.

These two were different from other martial artists, and they had a kind of mortal temperament, especially the man who carried the scimitar.

"Second brother, will they come?" The rough man seemed to be waiting a little impatiently, and couldn't help but ask the person who kept walking back and forth.

Hearing this, the man with the scimitar on his back stopped, did not look back, but looked at the huge book, but there was no whirlpool he expected, but he still replied: "That incident is that they took the initiative to contact us, and if what they said is true, then it is worth waiting for a day, even a year." ”

"That's what I said, but Yun Bing.." Before the rough man could finish complaining, he was shot by his second brother with a sharp look, which made him swallow back the words he was about to say, and then muttered: "What they said is too outrageous, a little girl, with so much energy?"

"Enough is enough, if you are impatient, go back, I will wait by myself. The scimitar man scolded.

The rough man was suddenly overjoyed, he felt liberated, he was bored here and was about to get moldy, it was better to find someone to fight with this time, he was just about to turn around and leave, but he saw the huge book emitting light, and the space on it slowly became distorted.

"It's finally here. The scimitar man's expression shook and he muttered, but the servant who came out of the distorted space made him stunned, why didn't he look like the person he was waiting for?

Xia Xin shook his head, and it took a long time to expel the dizziness from his mind, and his vision returned to normal, but everything that caught his eyes made him scratch his head, and he looked at Cheng Xuan and Zhang Wenjun on the side, and found that they were also puzzled.