With this windfall of more than a dozen storage rings and storage bags, Wen Chunxiang's face was much better.

For him, the scene of entering Baoshan and returning empty-handed will remind him of a lot of not very good memories.

"What's in there?" Wen Chunxiang asked.

As soon as Xie Zhenghong's eyes moved, those storage bags and storage rings were suspended in front of him, and he glanced at them lightly with his divine sense, "Some spirit stones, spiritual energy is almost consumed, some magic weapons, it is estimated that a few grades will be dropped, hey, and a map?" ”

Map?

Wen Chunxiang couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. Monks rarely go out with a map, and few draw this. Generally, what can be seen on the ground map is almost always hidden good things. It depends on where the map is.

Xie Zhenghong took out the map, it was an ordinary yellowed piece of paper, fragile enough to shatter it with a little force.

This kind of paper is prevalent in the mortal world, and it is really rare to appear in the cultivation realm.

"What do you think this is?" Xie Zhenghong spread out the map to Wen Chunxiang.

Wen Chunxiang came over, his long cloud-like hair slid down to his chest, and a faint fragrance of flowers emanated.

Xie Zhenghong's body was a little stiff, he had never been so close to his predecessors.

"It's supposed to be a map of a secret realm." Wen Chunxiang stretched out his finger on the map and pointed to a few places, "These places are a kind of marking that was popular a long time ago, and different styles represent different magic weapons. If you flip through it, they can't just have such a map, there should be something else. ”

Xie Zhenghong searched for storage bags much more carefully this time, as Wen Chunxiang said, it was not an accident that these monks came to the White Sand Realm together. In the storage bag, there is also a jade slip that records the information of the secret realm.

The origin of the secret realm is no longer known, only that it will only open for almost a thousand years, and some out-of-body monks who are less lucky will not be able to catch up once in their lives. This map was originally drawn by a monk who had obtained a half-immortal artifact from that secret realm. It's a pity that the monk couldn't keep the half-immortal artifact, and his descendants have also declined from generation to generation to become ordinary mortals, and this map is also found by these monks in the mortal world.

"This jade slip says that there are traces of half-immortal weapons and even immortal weapons in a ghost fire area in the secret realm, but the heat is extremely hot, and the heat is unbearable, even a monk in the god transformation stage can't advance a hundred steps. Therefore, they need something extremely cold to resist, and the polar fire has an accompanying thing called undercurrent ice, which is exactly what can restrain the ghost fire region. They came in company for exactly that. I just don't want them to die here. Xie Zhenghong said with a slight regret.

One can imagine how high-spirited they were after working so hard to get this map, and they were full of yearning for the future when they came here together. I don't want to encounter some accidents and be frozen here, I'm afraid that even the original god can't escape. And these things can only be cheaper for outsiders.

"If there is no danger in the White Sand Realm, how can the Polar Ghost Fire stay here safely for tens of thousands of years?" Wen Chunxiang couldn't help but say when he saw Xie Zhenghong's regret on his face.

"With seniors here, the poor monk is not worried." Xie Zhenghong said with a smile.

"Hmph, Flim Flam." Wen Chunxiang was secretly overjoyed, and pretended to be unsafe and said.

Wen Chunxiang is extremely experienced, and with the help of the nerds, they have also collected a lot of rare good things along the way, and there are some things that Xie Zhenghong has never heard of.

"The Polar Flame now has a spiritual intelligence, and it certainly doesn't have much affection for us outsiders. It's really not good to match it. Wen Chunxiang pondered for a while and said, "Little monk, you wait here, this seat will go and fetch the undercurrent ice." ”

"The poor monk really didn't agree with what the seniors said." Xie Zhenghong shook his head and said, "Senior, do you think Linghuo has a better attitude towards a demon cultivator or a Buddhist cultivator?" ”

"This seat is void and yours is real, which one is more convenient?" Wen Chunxiang was poked in the sore foot and couldn't help but retort.

"Isn't it true that an illusory body doesn't feel pain?" Xie Zhenghong's eyes became sharp, and he took two steps towards Wen Chunxiang, "After the seniors returned to the main body the first two times, couldn't it be that there was really no damage at all?" ”

"This ......" Wen Chunxiang was a little shaken by Xie Zhenghong's momentum, and the little monk ...... How dare the little monk talk to him like this?

"Maybe in the eyes of the seniors, the poor monk is still useless." Xie Zhenghong lowered his eyes and said lightly.

Wen Chunxiang heard a little helplessness and inferiority complex from Xie Zhenghong's tone, and suddenly felt a little untenable.

"That's not what I meant." Wen Chunxiang racked his brains and considered the wording, "It's just that you go with this seat, it's a bit in the way...... No, what this seat means is that it's a little too conspicuous. This body of mine is a body constructed by divine consciousness and aura, and the polar fire may not be distinguishable. "Anyway, Xie Zhenghong is also a Buddhist cultivator who was sealed during the out-of-body period, and he has also crossed the early and middle stages to the late stage, such a Buddha cultivator is the top person in the three thousand worlds, how can he be inferior? If you put it on someone else, it would have been blown out of bounds for a long time.

Wen Chunxiang felt a little regret in his heart. Secretly thought, maybe it was the few times he scared the little monk before, otherwise how could the little second monk react so much? Besides, the little monk is already in the late stage of his body, and he is about to become a Venerable in the Transformation Period, and his cultivation is already very good, so it may hurt his self-esteem to leave him aside.

…… But taking him to the target is really too big.

"The poor monk will try not to lag behind, and ask the seniors to bear with me." Xie Zhenghong replied firmly.

"Well, okay."

"Thank you, senior." Xie Zhenghong smiled a little.

Wen Chunxiang felt a little strange inexplicably, but looking at Xie Zhenghong's appearance, it seemed to be normal.

It's probably because I'm overwhelmed.

The companions of the spiritual fire of heaven and earth generally do not give birth to spiritual intelligence, to put it bluntly, their role is more to share the spiritual energy of the spiritual fire itself. More often than not, they can also be an obstacle to the spiritual fire. However, this does not mean that the spiritual fire will watch the companion spirit object being taken away by others, and the attack will not be less.

Xie Zhenghong and Wen Chunxiang took the nerds to quickly sweep the east, west and south, but they found no trace of undercurrent ice, so they had to turn around and go to the north to look for it. The nerd was also put away by Xie Zhenghong again, so as not to be injured by mistake when he got it.

And the hundreds of snow puppets were also under Xie Zhenghong's manipulation, and they were neatly heading towards the north.

Soon, there was a response.

Xie Zhenghong borrowed a snow puppet and soon saw a place where the undercurrent ice might be stored.

There was a huge triangular iceberg standing there, illusory, and the divine sense was not very real, but it gave people a sense of oppression.

Xie Zhenghong immediately urged the snow puppet to step forward, and before he could take a few more steps, the snow puppet was hit by a streamer, and there was nothing left.

"Huh? Puppetry, that's rare. A girl came out of the dust, shook back, and said in a slightly surprised tone.

Xie Zhenghong immediately withdrew his divine sense, put it on the other snow golems, and spoke, "Senior, there seems to be a person in front of us who came before us, and he smashed my snow golem. ”

"There's no way there's no one here." Wen Chunxiang didn't think it was strange, even if it was the abyss realm that was known to be mortal, there were always monks who didn't want to break in. In this world, there is never a shortage of people looking for death.

"Can you see the origin of his appearance?"

"It seems to be a young Dao Gu, it seems that it should be an Ice Spirit Root Monk." Before Xie Zhenghong took away the snow puppet's divine sense, he felt a cold breath that only people with ice spirit roots and cultivated the same kind of exercises could have.

"Undercurrent Ice is not only a thing to restrain flames, it should also be a treasure for the Ice Spirit Root Cultivator. If you can, join forces. Wen Chunxiang understood the key and returned.

Xie Zhenghong nodded, "Seniors, rest assured, poor monks are not aggressive people. ”

Wen Chunxiang turned into a wisp of light smoke and returned to Xie Zhenghong's string of bone beads, "This seat can only accompany you until now." ”

Xie Zhenghong regretted it in his heart, so he had to nod, but he didn't have much affection for that aunt.

When I got closer, I found that there was a picturesque young Taoist girl standing in front of her, she looked about twenty years old, she couldn't help but look weak, and her wide-sleeved robe added a bit of fairy spirit. What's more, she has a cold look and a cold temperament, and she is more and more like a fairy. Among the female cultivators Xie Zhenghong has seen, in terms of color and appearance, it is enough to compare with the original Rakshasa female division and body Meng Xinxuan.

And her cultivation is about around the stage of incarnation.

Xie Zhenghong clasped his hands together and said, "Poor monk Xie Zhenghong, I don't know what to call your friend?" ”

Dao Gu glanced at it quietly, her face was cold, and she replied lightly, "Poor monk Aunt Xin, I have seen this Taoist friend." ”

After saying that, she went on to ask, "Those snow golems are yours?" ”

Xie Zhenghong smiled slightly, "It is owned by the poor monk." ”

Aunt Xin showed appreciation on her face, "Poor Dao Guanzhi, Your Excellency's cultivation is stable, and you have reached the late stage of out-of-body, so you must have come here to find something that can enhance your cultivation and impact the gods." Poor Dao is a disciple of Tianxing Dao Palace, and there are still some pills left to give to Dao friends when he was impacting the gods in the past. In this way, please also ask the Taoist friends to leave quickly, there are things that are urgently needed by the poor Dao here. ”

"Thank you Daoyou, the poor monk has a feeling in his heart, and he has a relationship with this thing, I'm afraid it can't be as Daoyou wants." Xie Zhenghong's expression did not move, and he returned calmly.

Aunt Xin's face froze, and her tone became more and more unkind, "Do you know that Daoist friends come first and then come?" ”

Xie Zhenghong's eyes flickered slightly, "In this way, the poor monk waits here for a few days, and then goes in when the Taoist friend comes out." ”

Wen Chunxiang was very happy to listen to it in the room.

If this female cultivator named Sister Xin could really get the undercurrent ice, she wouldn't be waiting here to persuade Xie Zhenghong away.

It's just that the treasures have spirits, and the capable live in them, and if they only come first and come first, they will already be out of order.

"Poor Dao is a cultivator of the Transformation Stage, and with the help of ice and snow here, it is easy to deal with you." Aunt Xin raised her chin slightly, and said proudly, "If you don't want to discuss with you, you can only see the truth under your hands." ”

When Aunt Xin saw that Xie Zhenghong's Buddhist cultivator in the late stage of his out-of-body body came alone, he was afraid that there were a lot of treasures on him, and he was afraid in his heart.

It's just that she has to get the undercurrent ice, so she asked her brother who is obsessed with her to come alone, and she only needs to wait a little longer to take the undercurrent ice away, how can she fall short at this time?

"Fellow Daoists want to get undercurrent ice, and so do poor monks. If the Taoist friends are willing, the poor monks are willing to join hands with your you, and divide them equally. Xie Zhenghong does not want to have more trouble with others, and it would be best if it could be resolved peacefully.

"I don't believe you." Sister Xin was silent for a while, shook her head and said.

"Then I have to have a discussion with fellow Daoists." Xie Zhenghong sighed secretly in his heart.

Aunt Xin shook the dust, as if she had thought of something, and said, "It's not impossible for Daoyou to cooperate with me." There is a son and mother jade shuttle in the hands of the poor road, with the same qi and branches, and they are corresponding. If you are willing to let Poor Dao put Yusuo in the dantian, Poor Dao will believe you. ”

When she speaks, she brings out a little tenderness and affection, which is even more beautiful and thrilling.

It's just that Xie Zhenghong looks so amazing that Xie Zhenghong seems to be just a red face and dry bones, and it has no effect.

"Please forgive the poor for refusing." Xie Zhenghong is not stupid, how can he casually put Yusuo in the dantian.

"Since Daoist friends don't want to, then they have to ......" Before Aunt Xin's words fell, a sky-high fire line barrier suddenly surged out behind her.

"Oops, it's the Polar Flame." Wen Chunxiang hurriedly reminded, "Little monk, hurry up and take precautions." ”

With Wen Chunxiang's exclamation, Xie Zhenghong subconsciously punched out the three-party seal, and after Wen Chunxiang's sacrificial refining fusion materials, it had already recovered the level of the magic weapon, not to mention, and had more defensive capabilities. It's just that Xie Zhenghong has used his own Taoism to borrow less foreign things against the enemy all the year round, and it has always been difficult to come out. At this moment, he was beaten by Xie Zhenghong, and there was even more sound. The three big characters of "greed, hatred, and idiot" played three golden rays of light, like smoke and mist, from under the hood of Xie Zhenghong's head, forming a semicircular transparent enchantment, firmly blocking the flames that came over.

Sister Xin was close, so she naturally became the main person who attracted firepower, but fortunately, she was an Ice Spirit Root monk and had her own hand for flames.

I saw her wave the dust a few times, and several ice walls rose one after another, blocking her face.

Although the polar ghost fire has spiritual intelligence, but after all, it is a simple spiritual fire, and at this moment, seeing that the flames he waved at will were blocked, he was even more angry, and the firepower was even stronger at the moment, and he easily melted the several ice walls erected by Aunt Xin one by one, and Xie Zhenghong's tripartite seal was also instantly dimmed a lot.

Aunt Xin's eyes lit up, it seemed that this was not the split and body flame of the polar phantom fire, but the main fire. In this way, the undercurrent ice is indeed here. She knew that the polar ghost fire was not easy to deal with, so she asked for a treasure from her master early, as long as she could trap the polar fire for a while, she could start to snatch the underflowing ice!

Wen Chunxiang's heart was tight, the fire of the polar fire had not yet come, and the estimate in front of him was only a slightly stronger internal flame.

The gentleman does not suffer the immediate loss, or the first to go.

It just so happened that Xie Zhenghong also had a premonition, so he flicked his sleeves at the moment, put away the three-party seal, and turned around and ran away, and he was a hundred miles away in an instant.

When Sister Xin saw Xie Zhenghong's fastness, she was also very surprised, and then saw that the flame was almost in front of her, and hurriedly played a magic weapon to resist. It's just that there is no Xie Zhenghong on the side to bear the firepower, and the fire suddenly becomes fierce.

No way!

Aunt Xin's eyes froze, she looked at the raging fire with an expressionless face, and there were words in her mouth, and then she shouted, "Go!" ”

Immediately, a small black bell flew out of the center of his eyebrows, changing into the size of a large ship, enveloping the flames in it.

Suddenly, the heat around him dropped again.

"The treasure given by the master is really amazing." Rao is sister-in-law Xin has a cold temperament, and she can't help but be a little happy at the moment. As for Xie Zhenghong, who escaped, she didn't pay attention at all, and such a person who ran away when she saw that something was wrong might not be able to become a big deal in the future.

Xin Guzi came to the iceberg with great interest, she was originally reluctant to break the iceberg forcefully because she was afraid that the polar ghost fire would come and she would not be able to fight the treasure against the enemy, and she was even more worried that other monks would come over when she was successful, so she stayed here to persuade Xie Zhenghong to leave. I don't want that person to be frightened by the polar fire and run away, the polar fire is also trapped, and there is no worries, so Aunt Xin can start to do it.

She held the dust in her hand, and threw it forward, and the dust turned into a sharp sword, with a clear divine light, which can really be called a divine weapon. This is her beloved thing, which has been practiced for many years, and now is the time to come in handy.

Xin Guzi's pretty face was horizontal, and she raised her sword and slashed towards the iceberg, and with a "bang", she cut out a big mouth.

"Not bad." Aunt Xin raised her eyebrows, and when she was about to cut again, a chill suddenly appeared behind her back, and a chill rose.

She subconsciously turned her head, and a ball of fire came towards her.

"Ahh

Within a few moments, she was burned to death by the polar fire.

The sword fell to the ground and turned into a dusty writh.

Xie Zhenghong sensed that the female cultivator of Sister Xin had died through the snow puppet, and he couldn't help but be a little afraid.

The Polar Flame has been the king of this place for many years, and if you want to get the undercurrent ice, you may have to plan carefully.

"It's simple." Wen Chunxiang floated out again, rolled up his sleeves and said, "This seat is going to lead the polar fire, you take the opportunity to mine the underflowing ice, and you can succeed in splitting up." ”

"It can also be a poor monk to open the polar fire." Xie Zhenghong retorted.

"You don't have to quarrel with me about this." Wen Chunxiang ignored Xie Zhenghong's suggestion, "That's it." If you are fast, this seat will naturally be able to meet you quickly. ”

Xie Zhenghong didn't say a word, glanced at Wen Chunxiang for a long time, and then nodded slowly, "When the poor monk reaches the stage of transformation into a god, can the seniors trust the poor monk more?" ”

"Nonsense." Wen Chunxiang glanced at Xie Zhenghong, of course he knew that it was dangerous to lead away the polar fire, who was he doing this for? If he doesn't believe you, why bother him to be this good man?

Wen Chunxiang did what he wanted, and even turned into a rainbow light and flew forward.

"Polar Flame, this seat only takes underflow ice, I don't want to fight against you." Wen Chunxiang flew to the iceberg and said provocatively.

The three words "undercurrent ice" obviously stimulated the polar fire, and immediately several flames flew towards Wen Chunxiang.

Wen Chunxiang flexibly avoided it and threw a few punches to disperse the flames of the polar fire.

The polar fire flickered, and it pounced towards Wen Chunxiang even more violently.

Hiss.

Wen Chunxiang grinned in pain, this fire really hurts.

Little monk, hurry up.

Xie Zhenghong, on the other side, received Wen Chunxiang's prompt, and hurried to the iceberg, a long crack in the iceberg was very eye-catching, and this crack was still being repaired automatically.

Xie Zhenghong looked at a bit of ash on the ground, said "Amitabha", picked up the dust that fell on the side, tried to urge it, and turned into a big hammer at will.

Hey?

What kind of treasure is this?

Xie Zhenghong was puzzled for a while, and quickly picked up the hammer and struck it at the crack.

Knock, knock, knock!

The crack grew bigger and bigger, and finally allowed one person to enter.

Xie Zhenghong squeezed in without hesitation, and the crack was empty?

The polar fire sensed that someone had entered the iceberg where the undercurrent ice was located, and the fire became more intense, and he subconsciously wanted to turn back.

"Want to go?" Wen Chunxiang suddenly flashed and blocked in front of the polar ghostly fire, "Even if this seat is distracted, it is easy to trap you with a spiritual fire that has just opened your spiritual wisdom!" ”

The iceberg was pitch black, and from time to time there was a strange wind blowing.

Xie Zhenghong couldn't dodge, and a bloody mark was scratched on his face.

How hard is the body of the out-of-body monk, but it can leave a mark on his face as soon as he looks at it, what is this Gangfeng?

Xie Zhenghong's heart moved, and he held the white bone snow lotus he had obtained before in his hand.

As soon as the white bone snow lotus came out, the gang wind seemed to ignore Xie Zhenghong, and bypassed it when it blew in front of him.

Xie Zhenghong was able to hold the White Bone Snow Lotus and keep walking, and there seemed to be something shining a little in front of him.

The more this time came, the more careful Xie Zhenghong became.

He punched out the magic weapons on his body one by one, protected them in front of him, and then moved towards the place of light step by step.

When I looked closer, I found that it was a pool of mysterious things that looked like water but not water, like ice and not ice.

It was the size of a washbasin, pitifully thin, faintly emitting a little starlight.

Xie Zhenghong threw down a top-grade spirit stone, and as soon as the spirit stone came into contact, it was melted into this pool.

…… How do I take this?

Xie Zhenghong turned his head to look at the white-bone snow lotus, raised his fingers, and pinched out a magic decision.

The pool of undercurrent ice floated little by little, falling on the petals of the white-boned snow lotus, bit by bit. The whole thing looks like a lotus flower that has just experienced heavy rain, and the rain on it has not yet fallen.

Interestingly, this undercurrent ice is firmly attached to the petals of the white bone snow lotus, and it can't flow down even if it is upside down.

Only then did Xie Zhenghong feel at ease and put the White Bone Snow Lotus in the jade box together with the undercurrent ice, broke through the iceberg and rushed out.

I also saw that the black bell was still trapped in the inner flame of a polar fire, so I also took it by the way.

"Senpai, alright." Xie Zhenghong's divine sense transmitted.

"Hmm." Wen Chunxiang looked at the polar fire with a smile, "I'm sorry, I'm out of company." ”

After speaking, Wen Chunxiang disappeared in place and reappeared in the room.

By the way, pinch the law to make a decision, and let the half-cut sleeve that was burned return to its original state.

This polar ghost fire is really powerful, and the body of an invisible body like him can also burn!

However, it's interesting to use this contract once in a while.

Wen Chunxiang thought with satisfaction that even if he was separated by a few worlds, he could move here in an instant. When you think about it this way, you don't suffer so much.