Xie Yan's heart froze, and he subconsciously wanted to smash the poison bottle, but when he wanted to move, he was shocked to find that his body couldn't move, and invisibly, it seemed that countless silk threads trapped him. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Spell!

This is the power of immortal cultivators.

Xie Yan was shocked.

And the gloomy old man didn't make a move after subduing Xie Yan, but pressed his hand on the piece of Xuan Ice. In an instant, a circle of blue light spread out from the dark ice in the iron coffin, this layer of light curtain did not spread around, but was absorbed by the palm of the gloomy old man, in Xie Yan's gaze, this cold air was compressed and condensed little by little, and finally turned into a diamond-shaped ice chip.

'Boom', before Xie Yan could react, the piece of Bingling disappeared into his body, and when he investigated again, it had disappeared without a trace.

"Take him to the back mountain!"

The gloomy old man commanded the dark area.

I saw a group of dark shadows walking out of it, and when he got closer, Xie Yan found that the room was already full of people, but because of the thick black fog on the bodies of this group of people, he ignored it.

The two men in black grabbed Xie Yan and walked out......

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Behind the ancient town of Qinghe, there are continuous mountain ranges, the mountains are shrouded in fog all year round, and the residents who live outside the mountains occasionally hear some low roars, it is said that there are great demons left over from ancient times in the depths of the mountains, but so far it has not been confirmed, because no one has ever dared to go deep into this mountain range.

Xie Yan took a few black-clothed people along the misty mountain road and walked for about an hour to reach the destination. This is an empty platform, the platform seems to be naturally formed, hanging halfway up the mountain, half hanging outside, like a jade plate, there is a dilapidated ancient temple in the part of the mountain, several people in black took Xie Yan to the entrance of the ancient temple and threw it down, then turned around and left. These black-clothed people were obviously specially trained, and they didn't even say a word along the way, and they couldn't even tell if they were men or women, Xie Yan.

Xie Yan stood at the entrance of the ancient temple, motionless as if petrified.

Although it was sealed, Xie Yan clearly felt that his body temperature was decreasing, but when he used his internal force to observe, he didn't feel anything abnormal.

It must have been that ice flake!

Xie Yan was sure that although he didn't know what it was, he could guess that the situation in his body was definitely related to that ice chip, but until now, he hadn't figured out what the other party's purpose was, an immortal cultivator would definitely not be an eagle dog of the imperial court, because what they were chasing, the imperial court couldn't give it.

Since he is not an eagle dog of the imperial court, he will definitely not be sent to the capital to receive a reward, so that there may be salvation, but I don't know if the opportunity that the other party said is true.

Just when Xie Yan was thinking nonsense.

Yamashita.

Inside a dilapidated blacksmith's shop.

The gloomy old man sat on the edge of the coffin, his withered palm constantly caressing the ice inside the coffin, as if he was caressing his lover.

"Master, you once said that there is no way for a person without a spiritual root to become a scattered immortal, I have always wondered, since there is no spiritual root, why not find a body with a spiritual root, as long as you get a body with a spiritual root, you can continue to cultivate, become a scattered immortal, or even ...... Live forever! Isn't it worth giving up your pathetic morality? ”

"Brute!"

Inside the Xuan Bing, an old voice came out.

"Master, your old man is too old-fashioned, the world of cultivating immortals is originally the law of the jungle, these mortals are the objects of trampling on us because you can't see through it, but I have survived, and I have lived for three hundred years!" The gloomy old man's face showed a look of madness.

"Three hundred years, that's a longevity that only scattered immortals have!"

The gloomy old man's full name is Yuan Kuhai, and he is a disciple of Huaqing Sect, a small sect of cultivating immortals in Tianwu Mountain, although Huaqing Sect is said to be a sect of cultivating immortals, but in fact it has not really reached that level, because of the conditions, the disciples recruited by Huaqing Sect are basically worldly, and Yuan Kuhai started at that time. Because of his own qualifications, he had no way to become an immortal cultivator, and was destined to only learn some simple spells. Originally, people with spells could enjoy a lifetime of glory and wealth when they returned to the secular world, and became an immortal master admired by everyone in the secular world, but Yuan Kuhai was unwilling, and he was unwilling to be reduced to loess after decades, so he learned an evil art.

The Wisp turns!

This is a cursed spell, even in Huaqingzong, no one knows the source of this spell, only knows that this spell is very vicious, Huaqingzong has tried countless methods, but there is no way to destroy the jade slip that the demon spirit turned, even if it is discarded, it will return to the Huaqing Sect's Tibetan Scripture Pavilion in the end. In the end, there was no way, the Huaqing Sect could only use special means to seal this spell, but he never dreamed that this vicious spell would be obtained by Yuan Kuhai!

After learning the demon spirit to turn around, Yuan Kuhai directly took away one of his senior brothers, and with that senior brother's qualifications, he successfully cultivated the true yuan and became a Qi Refining Realm cultivator.

But it's a pity that the disciple's qualifications are also very limited, Yuan Kuhai spent ten years, and he only cultivated to the early stage of the Qi Refining Realm, and then Yuan Kuhai used this evil art to take away more than a dozen senior brothers, and finally pushed his cultivation to the peak of the early stage of the Qi Refining Realm, if he wanted to go further, it was impossible, after all, Huaqing Sect was not a big faction, and the qualifications of the disciples in the sect were also limited.

Gradually, two hundred years have passed, in order to survive, Yuan Kuhai has taken away several people, but the cultivation is still stuck at the peak of the early stage, he knows that if you want to break through to the middle stage, you must find a person with a spiritual root, generally speaking, those who have a spiritual root are disciples of the sect, that kind of person he dare not provoke, there is no way, Yuan Kuhai can only retreat to the second, that is, he is looking for seedlings with spiritual roots in the world, in these two hundred years, in order to find a suitable seedling, Yuan Kuhai does not know how much effort has been spent, I had found three hundred and twenty people before, but none of these people could withstand the power of the demon spirit's turn, and they died violently.

This time, Xie Yan made Yuan Kuhai see hope, because Xie Yan was the only person he had found in the past two hundred years who had a spiritual root and had trained martial arts to the fullest.

"Venerable, that kid has already been sent over."

The door was pushed open, and a figure covered in black knelt outside.

"It's best to be careful, if possible, keep an eye on him the whole time, in order to let this kid's corpse successfully condense the true element, I will give him all the extremely cold ice souls." Yuan Kuhai ignored the sound inside the iron coffin, closed the iron coffin with his hands, walked to the door of the blacksmith shop and commanded the man in black.

These black-clothed people were all cultivated by him in the past two hundred years, and it was precisely because of this group of people that he deceived the imperial court of the Yan Kingdom and controlled Qinghe Ancient Town in his own hands.

"The subordinates understand, but after nightfall, the ancient temple will be shrouded in white mist, and there is no way for the subordinates to approach at that time."

"The ancient temple is very mysterious, and I don't dare to get too close, let alone after dark. That kid is just a worldly warrior, and after a night, his soul will definitely be frozen, and you only need to get his corpse here. Speaking of this, Yuan Kuhai said expressionlessly.

The dispersal of the soul of the ancient temple is the first and most important step recorded above in the transformation of the demon spirit.

Taking advantage of the coldness of the ancient temple, the remnants of the soul in the body that turned around were frozen away, and then Yuan Kuhai could cast the demon spirit to turn around and seize the other party's qualifications. The most important reason why Yuan Kuhai was able to successfully learn this evil art was because he had found such a qualified Jedi.

"I'm putting your attention to it before nightfall. There is something wrong with that kid's origins, and he can even take out such a thing as exterminating the ancient poison, and I'm afraid he will escape before nightfall. ”

"Since there is a problem with the origin, is it ......?"

"What are you afraid of, as long as I succeed in taking away this kid's body, I can advance to a higher level, and when the time comes, even if the person behind him really finds it, I am not afraid."

"Yes!"

The man in black replied and disappeared.

Yuan Kuhai, on the other hand, looked up at the dim sky outside, went to the plank, and sealed the blacksmith shop again......

......

Outside the ancient temple.

Xie Yan's body temperature was getting lower and lower, a faint layer of frost had condensed on his hair, and ice began to appear on his eyebrows.

"If you continue like this, you will definitely freeze to death." Xie Yan trembled and began to try to control the internal force in his body. His body has been completely sealed, not only his physical body, but even his internal force has been sealed, and there is no way to function at all except for simple internal vision, let alone ward off the cold.

However, in the current situation, Xie Yan had no other choice, calmed down, and Xie Yan began to silently recite the internal strength method taught to him by the blood swordsman.

Once, twice......

The time of the half-pillar incense passed, Xie Yan's body temperature became lower and lower, his hair was completely shrouded in frost, turning white, and ice chips appeared on his clothes, if this continued, Xie Yan would be frozen into an ice sculpture after a maximum of one more stick of incense.

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