She looked around and saw a little light, after manipulating the wind just now, at this moment she recited the wind again, using the wind as a confinement to imprison that little bit of light, and then she saw that this light was the light between the tails of a worm.

She stretched out her hand, and the wind-shaped cage fell on her hand, and she held the cage, and saw that the light blue light marks were intertwined where the light was on, but there was too little light.

She sat cross-legged, closed her eyes, and controlled the wind to spread in all directions of the ice cave, she didn't see it, the black shadow of the woman behind her did the same thing as her, and the wind grew stronger.

Fei Yu, who controlled the wind, was still wondering when he would cultivate the wind so strongly.

Three weeks later, she opened her eyes and looked at the insects in front of her that were swept back by the wind, not many, so she was tired of investigating the lines on the ice cave wall, a large area of lines, Fei Yu forcibly wrote it down, and spliced it back in her mind.

She found that she couldn't understand it, but she understood what it meant, which was a mysterious feeling.

She slit open her wrist and pressed the wound on her wrist against a certain point of the beginning of the line on the wall, and the blood slowly flowed down the line, and soon the wall of the ice cave was white mixed with red, forming a poignant and mysterious image.

"Buzz."

The sound of weapons roaring was endless.

She searched for a sound, it was also an ice cave, and she could clearly see that there was a long sickle-shaped weapon in the ice cave that kept shaking there, and she touched the ice wall, and felt very familiar, as if this weapon had been with her for a long, long time.

She said to herself, "Long time no see. ”

Her hand pierced through the ice wall lightly, and she took out the scythe, and a lilac streamer flashed on the blade of the scythe.

She opened her mouth, as if she had an autonomous consciousness, and she said, "The thirty-second trick of the Midnight Song is a variant - the wind." ”

The wind is in a hurry, and the day is getting fainter. Lang Huai is a boudoir, and Nong is also a spring look.

The scythe in his hand swept towards the ice cave with the wind, only to hear the click, the ice cave was all destroyed, and the iceberg was crumbling.

She lowered her eyebrows and said, "The second trick of the midnight song is a variant - Spring Breeze Shifting." ”

Nong Nian is not timely, and he is obedient. It is not as good as duckweed, turning the spring breeze.

The falling ice seemed to be pushed away by something invisible, but it didn't hit her.

This is the use of the spring breeze shift, there are forty-two variations of the midnight song, some of which look very useless, but under certain conditions, they will play a useful role, just like this spring breeze shift.

The iceberg quickly collapsed, but she was unscathed.

Outside the iceberg stood a man resembling an ape, and she vaguely remembered that it seemed to be someone who was fighting with Shizun.

She squeezed the sickle tightly and said calmly, "What do you want to do?" ”

She was a very smart person, so instead of asking him who he was, she asked him directly what he wanted to do.

The monster said, "The Holy Lord invites you to go." ”

She didn't ask what would happen if I didn't go, and many times this kind of nonsense that seemed to show one's own composure but uselessness often revealed one's inner fear.

She just nodded and said, "Please lead the way." ”

The monster clapped his hands, and the eight big apes carried the sedan chair out, this is the authentic eight-lift sedan chair, Fei Yu sat on it, the eight big apes ran up, and they went to the sky as they ran, Wu Yu looked at the green mountains under his feet, and grabbed the sickle tighter and tighter.

How could she not be afraid, she was just a sixteen-year-old child, even if she followed Donghua Shangxian to cultivate a quiet appearance, she should still be afraid, she just endured it and didn't say it.

She squeezed the acacia buckle tightly, and the acacia buckle was no longer as hot as in the ice cave, but had already recovered the temperature that a piece of jade should have, but it was just a little hot in her palm.

Master, where are you? Do you know I'm still alive?

Donghua Shangxian, who was far away in the border city of Zilan Kingdom, took out the acacia buckle from his underwear, the acacia buckle had become a red color, and the tentacles were hot, as if the Samadhi True Fire was in the palm of his hand, if it were not for the cultivation of Donghua Shangxian, I am afraid that the palm of his hand would be burned off.

He raised his hand and stopped Elder Yan Tian who was still speaking.

Elder Yan Tian looked at him and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

He is an immortal, and at a certain time, the Tao is greater than the etiquette.

He said, "You should call the master." The current situation is just too much for us to deal with, and I intend to enter the hinterland of the northern kingdom in the near future. ”

Elder Yan Tian shook his head and said, "It's not good, this place has always been in charge of you, how can you leave first now." ”

Donghua Shangxian said: "That's why I want you to let the head of the family order choose someone to come." ”

The cultivators on the side did not have the Taoism of Donghua Shangxian, and the two people who were arguing were both under the Taichu Sect, and the cultivators next to them were not easy to say.

Elder Yantian glanced at Donghua Shangxian and said, "Let's end today, and then we will discuss it in the Ming Dynasty." ”

The monks departed.

Elder Yan Tian looked at Donghua Shangxian and said, "I just saw something in your palm, this is from the child Feiyu to you, I have never seen you have such a thing in your hand before." ”

Donghua Shangxian did not speak.

Elder Yan Tian was not angry, she said: "I saw that you grew up as a child, and I already knew that you had such a temperament, even Ouyang sometimes you didn't listen to what he said, and I won't blame you." ”

Ouyang is the surname of the head of the family many years ago.

Elder Yan Tian said: "Others don't know, don't we old guys who watched you grow up still don't know, you are a cold on the outside and hot on the inside, you look like you are unkind, but in fact, you are more affectionate than anyone else." ”

"Hmm." Donghua Shangxian only made a voice.

Elder Yantian said: "Ouyang also revealed later, you would rather bring a group of people who need protection than bring a person who needs protection, Ouyang knows that your love tribulation has begun." ”

Donghua Shangxian was silent.

"You don't need to deny it, you can soar if you are in love, to put it mildly, although our old guys are not as good as you, but your sophistication is not as good as ours."

Donghua Shangxian said: "She should be safer in Taichumen." ”

Elder Yan Tian said, "Don't you believe that you have the ability to protect your own apprentices!" ”

Donghua Shangxian said: "She is my apprentice. ”

Elder Yan Tian waved his hand silently and walked out of the room by himself.

She thought that after many years of travel in the world, she had been invincible to all poisons, and her heart had long learned to dodge knives, guns, and halberds, but she didn't expect to be defeated by a word.

"She's my apprentice."

How familiar this phrase is, just like one day many years ago.

It was also a rainy day, and the raindrops were shining on the lotus leaves, and she wanted to see the master with secret joy, but she heard the sound of the master's argument with others.

"October 16**** will marry the Holy Maiden of the Hundred Flowers Temple." This is the voice of the Master. (To be continued.) )