—— Wen Ling's right hand suddenly grabbed Zhang Yang's neck and lifted his entire body from the ground, Zhang Daguan's face quickly turned purple, and Wen Ling said, "Do you think I really don't dare to kill you?" ”

Zhang Yang was speechless, the green tendons on his forehead burst out, Wen Ling threw him to the ground heavily, and said sharply: "If you dare to play tricks with me again, I will break your neck." ”

Zhang Daguan squatted there and coughed loudly, he had never been bullied by a woman like this in his life and in his previous life. In fact, at the moment when Wen Ling dragged his neck, he naturally used the Mahayana Confession Kung Fu in his body, and the true qi that was originally scattered in his body actually successfully gathered together and was incorporated into the dantian by him. This is a big surprise for Zhang Yang, after his internal force was sucked away by An Yuchen, the biggest problem he faced was that the internal force could not be gathered, and of course he could not exert force without internal breath in the dantian, even if he knew how to make a Mahayana decision, but it was like having an explosive barrel in his hand, if no one ignited the fuse, the explosive barrel would never be able to exert its maximum power, Wen Ling just played the role of lighting the fuse.

Wen Ling didn't know that she had done Zhang Yang a big favor, she raised her voice and shouted: "Little monk, if you don't come back, I will cut off his fingers, and I will give you three minutes!" Her voice was sent far away by the mountain wind, echoing deep in the mountains for a long time.

Zhang Daguan was bad when he heard it, he didn't expect that at this level, with Wen Ling's internal strength, her voice would definitely be able to travel far away, and the little lama Dorjee would 100% hear her words again.

Zhang Yang said: "Sister Ling, he's just a child, just leave, I'll take you there!" His voice was also very loud, but unfortunately he was not strong enough to send his voice out.

Of course, Wen Ling knew his intentions, he wanted to remind the little lama not to be fooled.

Wen Ling sneered: "Zhang Yang, you have repeatedly challenged my patience, are you not afraid of death, or do you think that I really won't kill you?" ”

Zhang Yang pretended to be thinking and meditating: "To tell the truth, I really can't think of a reason for you to kill me." ”

In the distance, the voice of the little lama Dorjee sounded: "I'm coming, I'm coming!" ”

Seeing the little lama running over breathlessly, Zhang Yang was disappointed and a little moved, disappointed that Dorjee still fell into Wen Ling's trap after all, and moved that the little lama was righteous enough, knowing that he would fall into the clutches of the devil again, he still ran back desperately.

Wen Ling looked at Dorjee coldly and said, "You actually dare to escape?" ”

Dorjee gasped and said, "I'm not coming back......"

Zhang Yang was worried that she would be unfavorable to Dorjee and stood in front of Dorjee.

Fortunately, Wen Ling had no intention of bothering with Dorjee, and said in a low voice: "Let's go!" ”

Zhang Yang's internal strength was not strong, so he fell at the end of the three, the little lama walked in the front, Wen Ling did not punish him for running away, but when Dorjee really wanted to urinate, Wen Ling did not allow him to go far, and Dorjee could only turn his back with a red face and solve it nearby.

As the altitude increases, the wind is getting stronger and stronger, and the cold wind that scrapes the bones mixed with the ice chips blowing from the mountain hits Zhang Yang's face, making him almost unable to open his eyes, and the little inner breath that he finally gathered in the dantian wanders carefully in his body, and the cold air penetrates into the body from the pores around his body. It won't be long before you'll be frozen into a popsicle.

But when the cold qi really entered his body, he didn't feel too much coldness, and the cold qi that seeped into his body from around his body flowed into his meridians like a trickle, gradually becoming stronger, and the cold air flow flowed in his meridians, which actually made his body feel gradually relaxed. Zhang Yang understood a truth, this time An Yuchen sucked away his internal force, it may not be a bad thing, the Mahayana method of absorption is completely different from the ordinary internal strength cultivation method, so the stronger his past internal strength foundation, the more harmful it is to the cultivation of the Mahayana decision, seriously slowing down the process of his cultivation of the Mahayana decision, An Yuchen sucked away his internal force, for him it was as if he had experienced a formatting of the computer's hard disk, and the internal strength he is now cultivating is already a pure Mahayana decision.

At three o'clock in the morning, they had already walked above the snow line, Wen Ling looked back at Zhang Yang, who was nearly a hundred meters behind, and finally decided to rest in place for a while. Zhang Daguan's body is covered with wind and snow, and it seems that he is in a difficult step, but in fact, his current physical condition is much better than that after curing tuberculosis for An Yuchen, for others, mountaineering and walking is a process of physical exertion, but Zhang Yang consumes physical strength while not even stopping cultivation for a moment, this is the mystery of Mahayana decision, there is no need to be restricted by the time environment, and he can practice at any time.

Zhang Yang sat behind the ice rock sheltered from the wind, but Wen Ling flew up to the top of the ice rock and looked into the distance.

The little lama Dorjee and Zhang Yang sat next to each other and handed him the water glass.

Zhang Yang shook his head, indicating that he didn't need to, grabbed a handful of snowflakes and stuffed them into his mouth on the spot, and said with a smile while chewing: "It tastes good!" "Zhang Daguan's spirit of optimism is not covered, and this guy is good at having fun in difficult situations.

The little lama Dorjee said in a low voice: "It's been more than half of the way, do you really want to take her ......" Zhang Yang stopped him with his gaze, and Dorjee's voice definitely couldn't hide from Wen Ling's ears. One must be cautious in the face of this moody woman.

Wen Ling jumped down from the ice rock and told them, "Don't play tricks again, otherwise I will never spare you." ”

Zhang Yang smiled: "Sister Ling, you treat me like this today, aren't you afraid that I will retaliate against you in the future?" ”

Wen Ling sneered: "Do you have that ability?" ”

Zhang Yang smiled and said: "The world is unpredictable, ten years in the east of the river and ten years in the west of the river, there is still a time when the tiger falls into the plain!" He was actually talking about himself, the tiger fell in Pingyang and was bullied by dogs, if it weren't for his internal strength being sucked clean by An Yuchen, how could Wen Ling have a chance.

Wen Ling didn't hear that Zhang Yang was scolding her around the bend, and said coldly: "You won't have a chance." ”

After Zhang Yang heard her say this, he couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart, could it be that Wen Ling had killed herself?

Although he was vigilant in his heart, he still had a heartless smile on his face: "Sister Ling, what is on the rubbing I gave you?" Is it martial arts? I feel like your martial arts have improved a lot lately. ”

Wen Ling said: "You are really good at pretending to be stupid, Chen Xue has already comprehended the seal of life and death, and you are still pretending to be confused with me here." ”

Zhang Daguan really didn't know, and Chen Xue never told him about the seal of life and death, Zhang Yang pretended to be surprised: "The seal of life and death, are you talking about the seal of life and death of the god and the Buddha when you meet the Buddha?" ”

Wen Ling snorted coldly and no longer paid attention to Zhang Yang, she thought that Zhang Yang was playing stupid with her. Why did Chen Xue master the seal of life and death? This is where Wen Ling couldn't figure it out, last night she attacked Chen Xue on the shore of Sanshu Lake, and at that time she suspected that what Chen Xue was making was the seal of life and death, but she couldn't believe it all, and she was convinced that Chen Xue made it the seal of life and death after fighting Chen Xue today. The seal of life and death is recorded on the rubbings that reverse the universe, even with her cultivation, she can't grasp the subtleties in it until now, Chen Xue's internal strength should not be as good as herself, why did she learn it? This is indeed a bit bizarre.

After resting in place for half an hour, they marched again, and Zhang Yang reminded the little lama Dorjee to lead the way honestly, he didn't want to see Dorjee injured in Wen Ling's hands. He is waiting for an opportunity, on the cold and windy climate of Mount Everest, there are many variables, with the increase in altitude, Zhang Yang has a surprise discovery, the more he goes up, the faster his internal breath runs, the true yuan gathered in the dantian is increasing rapidly at an incredible speed, he is deeply shocked by his recovery speed, if his internal force can really return to the past state, with the pure internal force and Wen Ling to fight, it may not be known who will die!

At noon the next day, they were already very close to Nile Temple, a snowstorm came unexpectedly, they had to slow down the speed of their march, although Wen Ling's martial arts were strong, but on this snowy Mount Everest, she couldn't tell the direction, she let Zhang Yang and Dorjee walk in front, beware of the two of them escaping under the cover of the wind and snow.

Dorjee and Zhang Yang supported each other in the wind and snow, the two fell from time to time, after a long time of hurrying, the little lama Dorjee was already exhausted, after this fall, he did not get up from the snow for a long time, he shook his head and said that he could not walk.

Zhang Yang carried the wind and snow on his back and said loudly to Wen Ling: "The wind and snow are getting bigger and bigger, you must find a place to take shelter!" ”

Wen Ling looked at the wind and snow, the visibility in front of her was already less than ten meters, it was obviously unwise to continue to move forward in such a miserable weather situation, she finally nodded.

Zhang Yang pulled up Dorjee from the ground, looked around to find a place to hide from the wind and snow, the little lama Dorjee identified the direction in the wind and snow, pointed to the right front, they walked forward against the wind and snow, the distance of less than 100 meters took them more than ten minutes, a group of icicles appeared in front of their eyes, Dorjee led them inside, Wen Ling was worried that they would escape, grabbed Dorjee's arm, and the three of them held hands and entered the depths of the icicle group, and Dorjee took them into the ice cave in the icicle group.

The ice cave was formed by a group of collapsed icicles supporting each other, which was later covered with snow above to form a natural cave. The cave is not big, the highest place is less than two meters, and the entrance is less than one meter five, they cats bent their waists to drill in, Wen Ling turned on the hand lamp, illuminated the ice cave, the ice cave is not more than ten meters deep, by the light of the hand lamp, the scene in the cave is clear at a glance, Wen Ling is sure that no one is ambushed, so she put her mind at ease, she let Zhang Yang and Dorjee rest inside, and she guards the entrance of the cave.

Dorjee sat down, Zhang Yang opened his backpack, took out a few biscuits from it, and seized the opportunity to replenish his energy with Dorjee.

Wen Ling sat there cross-legged, as if in a state of mind, quietly looking out of the cave.