In his state of mind, although the fog has faded and the spring has come out, Shui Ling'er was suddenly besieged by the hot rain. When he thought of a way to change the realm, he closed his eyes, adjusted his thoughts, and began to sketch a beautiful picture of the ice and snow cave with his imagination.

"I need ice, let the temperature of my mind come down!Snow, snow!" As the thought arose, he floated into the air again, drifting, into a world covered in silver.

It was different from the wilderness just now, in this ice and snow world, he could stretch his legs, walk on the ground, and walk in the snow.

"From the misty space, to the misty wilderness, to the fog-free ice and snow world, does this prove that my cultivation in my state of mind has risen to another level?" Thinking of this, a smile of relief appeared on his face, but he had to remind himself that the sign of the success of this cultivation was that the Heavenly Sword had not yet appeared, so he couldn't relax yet.

So he hurriedly stepped on the snow and walked forward.

As he walked, when he turned around, he saw a long shadow dragging out behind him, and as long as he moved slightly, the shadow swayed slightly on the spotless snow.

"How is this possible?" he was puzzled, but before he could figure out what was going on, the bell began to sound clearly again, and it was louder and louder than before.

This meant that the multicolored door separating him from the dragon tooth mirror was disappearing, and he knew that there was not much time left, so he hurried to look at the sky in the snow and ice.

When he saw that there was a faint red sun rising at the junction of the snowy sky, he realized that it was because of the glimmer of the red sun that he could see his shadow.

The red sun was at first like a dull egg yolk, jumping behind the clouds, and was set off by the snow, which made it look very cold.

The snowflakes fell on his shoulders, and the cold sensation under his feet prompted the burning heat around him to be quickly dissipated.

As his state of mind calmed down in the coolness of the snowy realm, the yolk of the wheel was also growing, and thousands of golden threads appeared around the circle, which were elongated little by little, and then rose higher and higher, and finally hung high in the sky.

Under the illumination of the sun, the true qi in his body, which had been almost exhausted just now, suddenly returned to the dantian and became extremely powerful, and then ascended, spreading outward from the second vein of Ren Du, impacting every meridian in his body, as if it was about to explode impatiently.

He could no longer bear the tremendous force in his body, so he had to face the sun, roar and wave his arms, and shout: "Rain, stop, clouds, open!" and leaned down and half-knelt on the snow, his fingers digging deep into the snow.

His roar reached the zenith, shattering the darkness that entwined the red sun, and the power of his fingers shook the entire snowy field, causing the earth to tremble. He saw that the sun shone brightly, and under the shroud of light, the snow disappeared in the trembling, and he returned to the wilderness in the blink of an eye, and the hot rain in the wilderness touched the sunlight from the snow, and soon weakened from the downpour, and then turned into a drizzle, and finally stopped completely. The gray and black clouds that hung over the top of the wilderness also dispersed, leaving only the red sun hanging high in the sky, bringing a peaceful peace to the state of mind.

"If I can dispel the haze and see the sun, I can find the Heavenly Sword that belongs to me, so is what Master Zeng said! Now that the haze has dissipated and the sun is shining, where is my Heavenly Sword?"

Standing on the red earth, moistened by the water of the heart lake, he looked down at his feet, but saw that the spring not only no longer had white steam coming out, but had turned purple at some point.

A wisp of clear purple spring gushed outward, and the water did not flow, but the sky flowed, surging higher and higher. When it stopped growing, the purple spring slowly condensed into a crystal clear, cold and dazzling lightsaber. (To be continued.) )