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Wen Chunxiang said that there is a way, so there is really a way.

He taught Xie Zhenghong a puppeteer technique called the Traction Technique, which can take some snow and dirt at will and knead them into small figures, attach a trace of his divine sense to them, and let them fly to observe the surroundings, and the things they see will naturally be transmitted to Xie Zhenghong's mind.

After Xie Zhenghong learned it, he couldn't adapt to this kind of multi-angle observation for a while. In this regard, Wen Chunxiang said that it is normal, "This kind of trick consumes a lot of divine sense, and it is very demanding for the monks themselves. The puppeteer is also an unpopular Daoist, and it is normal for you to be uncomfortable for a while. Moreover, in such an extreme environment, the divine consciousness was already greatly suppressed.

In fact, it is already very good that the little monk can do it at one time.

However, in view of the good wish not to fuel the pride of the little monk, Wen Chunxiang suppressed the words of praise and did not say anything.

"That nerd can be released." Wen Chunxiang said.

"Senior, will it hurt the nerd to appear in such an environment?" Xie Zhenghong hesitated and asked.

"You can pinch a small piece from the best Divine Pill and feed it to eat, so you won't be afraid of the cold." Anyway, the guide rat is a demon beast, which eats everything, and is not picky at all.

"I see, the poor monk understands." Xie Zhenghong nodded, poured out a Divine Cultivation Pill from the pill bottle, pinched it gently, pinched a small piece, and threw the remaining Spiritual Cultivation Pill directly into his mouth.

As soon as I entered the entrance, I felt a warm current flow from the whole body, the ice melted and the snow melted, and the blockage that came from the muscles and veins before was swept away.

Xie Zhenghong ran for a few weeks, and after digesting the pill, he only felt that there were faint signs of a breakthrough in his cultivation at the beginning of the out-of-body period. Before, when he used the Divine Palm, there were already signs of a breakthrough in his cultivation, and as soon as this elixir was excited, he immediately confirmed the previous breakthrough feeling.

"Little monk, you are ready to break through, I will solve it, nerd." After speaking, Wen Chunxiang came out of Xie Zhenghong's beads, rolled up the little nerd who was gnawing on the dregs of the pill on the side, and looked at the nerd who was gnawing on the dregs with gentle eyes.

Nerd: Huh! It's scary.

"Well, don't make a sound, you know? Otherwise, I wouldn't mind making a snow sculpture of a pilot mouse. Wen Chunxiang rarely appeared in a bright and bright way, and said in a broken mood.

The nerd didn't dare to speak, silently shrunk in a circle without speaking, and was a few meters away from Xie Zhenghong with great vision.

Wen Chunxiang nodded with satisfaction, and stood in front of the little monk to watch him break through.

Well, it's already mid-out-of-body...... No, it's late!

Isn't it going to be a little too fast?

Wen Chunxiang looked at Xie Zhenghong with complicated eyes, how long has it been since he broke through from the Yuan Infant Stage, and he will be out of the late stage of the body all of a sudden, and he will soon be able to turn into a god, and even if he is in the big world, he will no longer be a little monk who can be oppressed anywhere.

In other words, those Buddhist cultivators should also pay attention to the little monk.

In the big world, there are ants below the gods.

Transform into a god, and at this point, you will have the opportunity to ascend, and you will be able to soar and completely get rid of the mortal womb.

Xie Zhenghong only felt very comfortable.

Comfortable like never before.

Whether it was a knot, a baby, or a seal, he had always been given a lot of pain and training, but it was the first time in history that he quietly felt the operation of the muscles and veins and realized the mystery of the Great Dao Buddhism.

When Xie Zhenghong opened his eyes, he found that he was already in the late stage of his out-of-body life. Even if it was the Impermanence of All Lines that he felt difficult to control before, he felt that with the power of three strikes at this moment, he was able to grasp it a little handy.

"Well, it won't be long before you reach the Transformation Stage." It happens to be equivalent to his own distracted body cultivation, in other words, if he hasn't come out at that time, he will really become a burden.

Tired, redundant!

Wen Chunxiang felt a headache when he thought of these two words.

How could he be involved with those two words? Not at all.

"It's still thanks to the teachings of my predecessors." Xie Zhenghong didn't have any sense of self-pride, on the contrary, he looked at Wen Chunxiang with an upright face, "If there are no seniors, I'm afraid that the poor monk is still just a small monk who is still struggling to become a baby." ”

"Maybe you're not dragged down by me, and now you're a god." Wen Chunxiang couldn't help but say.

"How can seniors be a drag?" Xie Zhenghong shook his head and looked at him with a disapproving look, "Why didn't the seniors say that if it weren't for your teaching, the poor monk would have died in whose hands." Seniors and me, yes, yes......" Xie Zhenghong was halfway through his words, and suddenly he didn't know how to continue.

Wen Chunxiang is to him, what is it?

Master? Friend? Brothers? Fellow Daoists?

Neither.

Xie Zhenghong feels that it is more complicated than these.

"I see." Wen Chunxiang waved his hand to signal Xie Zhenghong, needless to say.

"What did the seniors understand?" Xie Zhenghong said blankly, he didn't understand.

"Of course I do." Wen Chunxiang looked at Xie Zhenghong earnestly and said, "Little monk, color, that is, yes, empty." "It must be his lust and appearance that has been confused, for sure! After all, he is the king of flowers, and he was sought after by thousands of people back then.

Think about it a little proud, a little happy.

Stop! Can't think about it anymore.

Wen Chunxiang thought uprightly.

Hey?

Is that so?

Xie Zhenghong felt that there was something wrong, but he couldn't say what was wrong.

He looked up and stared at Wen Chunxiang, Wen Chunxiang originally wanted to cover it up, but he felt that this kind of action was too feminine, so he simply let the little monk see it.

After all, everyone has a love for beauty, and a good-looking person like him is nothing, so it's nothing for the little monk to see more.

Xie Zhenghong looked at Wen Chunxiang, who was forced to be calm, and something flashed quickly in his mind.

Never mind.

It's good that the seniors are happy.

When the nerd saw Xie Zhenghong wake up, he was about to throw himself into Xie Zhenghong's arms, and he felt a chill on his back.

"Nerd, come here." Xie Zhenghong stretched out his hand towards the nerd.

The nerd's four paws stiffly crawled along the corners of Xie Zhenghong's clothes, abandoning the warm and comfortable chest embrace, and resolutely ran to Xie Zhenghong's shoulders.

"Is it more comfortable on your shoulders?" Xie Zhenghong said softly, and the nerd knew each other.

Xie Zhenghong reused the traction technique to check the movements of the snowball puppets.

After the breakthrough, it is much easier to take care of hundreds of puppets at the same time.

"Nerd, which direction are we going?" Wen Chunxiang stood beside Xie Zhenghong, turned his head to look at the nerd and said.

Xie Zhenghong also turned his head to look at Wen Chunxiang, "It seems that the senior is standing with me for the first time?" ”

"There are no monks here, and it is not clear in the cold and snow, so it is very safe." Wen Chunxiang explained, "This seat is not a ghost cultivator, so naturally it can't float around." Let's go with you to find something good. Let the little monk see how powerful his "Kyushu" title is.

"Twitter." The nerd snorted in all directions.

Wen Chunxiang's eyes lit up all of a sudden.

Sure enough, it was the right decision to stay.

"Senior, why don't we go to the east first." Xie Zhenghong stood in place and thought for a while, and said.

"yes, okay." Wen Chunxiang nodded happily.

It's probably been a long time since Wen Chunxiang has gone on a treasure hunting expedition like this, and since his cultivation has reached the Tribulation Period, he rarely needs to go treasure hunting by himself. The treasures he can use are not something that can be found just by looking for them. However, going on a treasure hunt with the little monk at this moment brought back some of his memories.

It's just that back then, he was the only one.

The White Sand Realm is still the same as before, and even without the power of Yan Qiao, its blizzard is even more violent, and the cold that penetrates into the bone marrow becomes more and more severe. Maybe it's because of the breakthrough in cultivation, or maybe it's because the seniors came out to join him, Xie Zhenghong feels that it is not as hard as before.

The little nerd relied on the power of medicine to survive on Xie Zhenghong's shoulders.

"Wait." Wen Chunxiang stretched out his hand and stopped Xie Zhenghong.

"Nerd, come down." Wen Chunxiang shouted at the nerd.

The nerd jumped off Xie Zhenghong and moved towards Wen Chunxiang.

"Tsk~."

"Come here, is there a white bone snow lotus hidden in here?" Wen Chunxiang beckoned.

The nerd jumped to the place pointed by Wen Chunxiang, and lay on the ground with his two paws stretched forward, sniffing east and west, and then he screamed happily.

"I'm not mistaken." Wen Chunxiang spontaneously had a posture of a treasure knife in his heart.

"Little monk, take out the white bone snow lotus." Wen Chunxiang said calmly, "The White Bone Snow Lotus was born in the pile of the dead, and then it was covered by heavy snow for hundreds of years and the corpse was not rotten and gave birth to a spirit flower. What is born in the midst of extreme cold and resentment is the natural restraint of resentment. Take it down, and this seat can make a good magic weapon for you. ”

Xie Zhenghong blasted this place open with a deflective Seven Star Fist, revealing a square pit about thirty meters long and thirty meters wide.

There was only a layer of ice on top of this deep pit, and after being shattered by Xie Zhenghong, its original appearance was completely exposed in front of them.

There were not many corpses inside, about a dozen.

They were frozen together, and the expressions on their faces were still clearly visible, forming a natural ice coffin. And directly above this large frozen coffin, there is a crystal clear snow lotus, without any color, and the whole body is transparent. A few snowflakes fell on the white bone snow lotus, neither melting nor accumulating, but scattered, embellishing the snow lotus quite beautifully.

"Looks like I've been dead for a long time. I don't know if Yuan Ying escaped? Wen Chunxiang touched his chin and said, "In that case, this seat should be regarded as a good thing." ”

After speaking, Wen Chunxiang hooked his fingers, and the snow lotus flew up in a straight line and landed in the jade box prepared by Xie Zhenghong. The storage rings and storage bags of the monks in the ice coffins also splashed out of the ice, floating in front of Xie Zhenghong's eyes.

"Take it. They had been dead for a long time, and they didn't know if the contents would still work. Wen Chunxiang raised his chin slightly.

After speaking, Wen Chunxiang made another decision and burned the dozen or so corpses clean.