"It's so cold, it's really a cold spring. ”

Yun Yan'er muttered quietly.

"Who's coming?"

An old voice rang out.

Yun Yan'er turned her head to look into the distance, where an old man in a robe was standing, his beard and hair were all white, and his whole body exuded a coldness.

"Elder, I am a disciple of Zizhu Peak, and I am here to ...... Come and be punished. ”

The old man glanced at her: "You young people, one by one, don't cherish this great time, it's really rotten wood that can't be carved." ”

Yun Yan'er pursed her lips when she heard this, she was very wronged, okay! What did she do wrong?

The old man snorted lightly, turned around and left, and Yun Yan'er reluctantly followed behind him.

After a while, the two came to a wooden house, and the old man reached out and took out a token. It was handed to her: "This is the token of the cold spring, you have to go and soak it for three hours every day, if you don't soak enough, your punishment time will be doubled, understand?"

Yun Yan'er nodded as if she didn't understand: "Elder, do you mean that if I didn't soak for three hours today, then I will soak for six hours tomorrow?"

"Well, it seems that you are not stupid, from today onwards, this will be your place of residence from now on. ”

After the old man finished speaking, he left, and Yun Yan'er walked into the wooden house, the furnishings inside were very simple, a bed, a table, and two benches, all that was there here.

Yun Yan'er walked out of the wooden house with a bitter face, feeling the terrifying cold, and soon she found the cold spring.

When I looked up, I saw a pool of ice-blue spring water, and the mist floating on the surface of the water was like a blue jewel.

Yun Yan'er tiptoed to the spring, squatted down, put her little hand into the water, a biting chill hit, the pain of her nails, she quickly withdrew her hand, only to see that the little hand had already formed a layer of frost.

"So strong, how can this be soaked?"

In desperation, Yun Yan'er gritted her teeth and slowly walked into the cold spring, just getting out of the water. I felt like a needle prick all over my body, my hands and feet began to disobey the call, and even my head was groggy.

Just as she was about to lose consciousness, she suddenly heard her name called.

"Bai Bing'er! Resist with your spiritual power!"

She slowly opened her eyes, and vaguely saw a white figure, jumping from the shore into the water, walking towards her step by step.

Yun Yan'er greedily hugged the warmth around her, why didn't she feel cold?

Opening her eyes slightly, she exclaimed, "Red ...... Senior Brother Chiyang!...... Why are you here?"

Chiyang glanced at her: "I should ask you this sentence, why are you here?"

Yun Yan'er angrily told the cause and effect, and complained aggrievedly about her master.

Chiyang smiled at the corner of his mouth: "That precept hall was left by Zixuan Zhenjun's ancestor, and it is light to punish you for two months." ”

Yun Yan'er lowered her head in displeasure and didn't speak, and suddenly she found that she was leaning on Chiyang's arms, like an electric shock, and she jumped up instantly.

He looked at the person sitting on the ground with his mouth slightly open: "That...... That, Senior Brother Chiyang, I'm ...... That ......"

Chiyang smiled and got up: "You don't need to resist when you enter the cold spring, do you want to die?"

Yun Yan'er opened her small mouth and slapped her forehead with a snap: "That's right! Why didn't I think of it! Just resist with spiritual power!"

"Thank you, brother, I'm so stupid. ”

As he spoke, he scratched his head.

Chiyang looked at her with a smile: "You go, I'm here to guard you." ”

Yun Yan'er glanced at him a little embarrassed, and turned around like a cold spring.

As he walked, he thought to himself: "Senior brother, senior brother, I know you have good intentions, but how do I feel like I am taking a bath now, and you are watching from the sidelines." ”

"Don't be cranky! Use your spiritual power to resist the cold spring!"

Chiyang's cold voice came again.

Yun Yan'er shook her head, she didn't think about it, she emptied her thoughts, and used her spiritual power to wrap her body, resisting the strong ice qi.

From the cold and biting at the beginning, she slowly began to accept such cold, and slowly she felt that the spring water was not so cold, and she could swim in this cold spring at will.

Chiyang looked at her from the shore: "Sure enough, it is an extremely outstanding Ice Spirit Root, it seems that we will have a battle in the advanced ceremony in the future." ”

At this time, Yun Yan'er was already familiar with the temperature of the cold spring, and while playing, she said to Chiyang on the shore: "Why don't you see Senior Brother Ling Feng? Where is he?"

When Chiyang heard this, his face instantly turned cold, and the originally smiling face was replaced by his previous coldness: "He is in the cold spring on the other side." ”

Yun Yan'er nodded, stretched her neck and looked to the side, as if she could see.

Chiyang looked at her like that, he was angry, and his hand holding the sword tightened: "I said, don't think nonsense, calm your mind and clear your mind, this cold spring is good for you." ”

Yun Yan'er closed her eyes when she heard this, and she felt the changes in the spiritual power in her body.

Although the cold spring is not a torture for Bing Linggen, it is enough to drink a pot, I saw that her spiritual power was resisting the cold spring with all her might, and after two hours, Yun Yan'er finally couldn't hold on, she walked back to the shore, panting: "I want to rest for a while." ”

Chiyang looked at her: "The first time you can hold on for two hours, it's already good, you can try pranayama in the cold spring." ”

Yun Yan'er's lips trembled, and she sat on the ground and breathed her spiritual power.

After a while, she walked into the cold spring again, and according to Chiyang's embarrassing words, she sat cross-legged on her knees, resisting with her spiritual power while pranayama.

Unconsciously, an hour passed, and this time not only did not feel the spiritual power exhausted, but felt that he was absorbing the breath of this cold spring.

Yun Yan'er opened her eyes and looked at the shore excitedly, there was no one, she frowned and came to the shore.

Walking around in the woods, suddenly, he saw the white figure, standing with his hands behind his back, standing not far away.

As soon as Yun Yan'er wanted to call him, she saw another familiar figure, only to see him cross-legged on the ground, his face pale.

"Senior Brother Ling Feng?"

Yun Yan'er hurriedly ran over: "Senior Brother Ling Feng, what's wrong with you?"

Bai Lingfeng, who was closing his eyes and pranayama, opened his eyes in surprise and looked at the person in front of him in disbelief: "Bing'er, why are you here?"

Yun Yan'er looked at him anxiously: "Leave me alone, you tell me, what's wrong with you?"

Bai Lingfeng smiled slightly: "It's okay, this cold spring is in conflict with my spiritual root, naturally I have to suffer, just breathe for a while, don't worry." ”

When Yun Yan'er heard this, she breathed a sigh of relief, and her little hand held Bai Lingfeng's big hand, and she was about to help him breathe with her spiritual power.