Chapter 112: Persistence

PS: This is today's update, the author's stupid title forgot to mark, and now I can't change it, so I'll put it in the testimonial. There is a shift in the evening, don't rush.

Yan Xuan stood for so long, and the warmth on his body gradually disappeared. She didn't care about pinching the trick to warm up, and now the power of the true Buddha only penetrated into her a little bit, she looked at the dantian inward, and saw that the little golden Buddha was holding the golden pill and falling asleep, and she didn't look like helping her. Pouting, he could only do his best, since he wanted to do his best, he didn't want to waste any trace of spiritual power, so he naturally couldn't care about warming up.

Anyway, her little life was saved by Fu Shixue several times, and now that he is in trouble, she will do her best whether it is to repay her gratitude or friendship.

She recited a few mantras, condensing the power of the True Buddha on the palm of her hand, and a layer of golden light condensed on her slender fingers. She stared at the ice, and was just about to put her hand on it, when Zhihai heard a disdainful child's voice: "Just to give you such a little inheritance power, you can't do your best to save people?" ”

Yan Xuan didn't bother to pay attention to him: "If you are willing to help me, help me, if you don't want to, go to sleep." ”

The little golden Buddha leaned on the golden pill and lazily lifted his eyes to look at her and said, "I kindly remind you not to waste your efforts, if you continue to insist on going your own way, there is no way." As he spoke, his eyelids drooped, and he fell asleep again.

Yan Xuan glanced at him: "The monks are merciful, and if you don't save you when you die, I think you are a pseudo-Buddha." ”

The little golden Buddha closed his eyes and said quietly: "What is the difference between death and life, and what can be changed by saving or not saving?" ”

Yan Xuan ignored him anymore, frowned, and put his palm with the power of the True Buddha on the ice.

The ice of the power of robbery was cold and biting, she was already a little cold, and at this time she was even more shivering, and as soon as her hand was touched, the ice in the palm of her hand turned into mist. Su Mu Su Ye clapped his hands excitedly in the back, and Yan Xuan also showed a smile.

Trying to force out the power of the True Buddha that had penetrated into the divine consciousness, some of the ice tribulation turned into mist. After about an hour, the ice only melted a corner, but Yan Xuan was exhausted. There is no longer a trace of Buddha power in the divine consciousness.

Because she used all her spiritual power to assist in melting ice, her face turned pale from the cold, and before she knew it, her hair and eyebrows were covered with snow. Su Mu handed over a hand stove in a timely manner and said, "Old ...... Miss Yan, you are warm. ”

It seems that she knows that she is trying her best to save Fu Shixue. Both boys were a little moved, and stopped calling her an old woman. Yan Xuan hugged the hand stove tightly, took a break, and tried again, which only lasted less than half an hour. The true Buddha was exhausted, and he really couldn't force a single slight.

The two boys were a little aware at this moment, and asked anxiously, "Still can't you?" ”

Yan Xuan looked lonely, looked up at the ice, and the ones that had just melted were really a drop in the bucket, and he couldn't help but be a little discouraged.

The little golden Buddha said to the sea again: "I said yes, I think you should give up early." ”

Yan Xuan didn't want to deal with him, but he felt powerless and very sad at this time. After thinking about it, he said to Su Mu and the others: "Take me to rest and wait for tomorrow." I should be able to recover a bit and come back then. ”

Su Mu and Su Ye probably felt that this matter was difficult, and they no longer had hope, so they just nodded silently.

Seeing them like this, Yan Xuan was not in a good mood, gritted his teeth and said, "Don't worry, I will definitely rescue him." ”

The two boys' eyes lit up, and there was a hint of anger on their faces, and they took her back to recuperate. Yan Xuan meditated all night and breathed for a few days. Fang Jiang's true Buddha power has recovered a little.

The next day, she came back covered in ice and snow, and she stayed outside for two hours today, and her lips were purple from the cold. Only a corner of it has been dissolved.

And the third day was also two hours.

The fourth day was a sunny day, not as cold as before, and she stayed for three hours, but when she returned, she was a little frozen.

On the sixth day. The little golden Buddha was also a little unbearable, and he sighed in Zhihai: "If you continue like this, the realm will fall." Since it's beyond your own power, why bother with it? ”

Yan Xuan sighed secretly: "Those who can't help but be saved, what is the so-called obsession." The realm has fallen to the left, but it will only take some time. ”

The little golden Buddha did not say anything more.

A month has passed in the blink of an eye, and a large chunk of the ice has melted away.

It was a fine day, Yan Xuan looked at the achievements of the past month, and there was a faint joy in his heart. At this time, she will no longer be in a hurry to think about the results, and it would be good if she could get him out early if she gets rid of a little bit every day. It's just a little cold, and it's not a big sin. She remembered that she hadn't spoken to the man in the ice for a month, and she wondered if he was happy about it.

Thinking like this, he condensed the true Buddha's divine sense and probed in. But unexpectedly, the man was in a deep sleep, and he did not feel it as immediately as before. Yan Xuan called him a few times, but he didn't react, and he was faintly uneasy in his heart.

Because of this uneasiness, I fell into anxiety again, and stayed outside for a longer time every day, until my whole body froze and I didn't have a trace of the power of the true Buddha before I could go back.

After another two months, she had fallen from the late stage of Jindan to the middle stage of Jindan. Half of the ice has melted.

It snowed heavily on this day, and after Yan Xuan's luck, he was still a little worried, and tested the remaining trace of true Buddha divine sense, and this time he just probed in, and Zhihai fell into a sigh.

Yan Xuan was overjoyed and said, "Are you okay?" Before seeing you in a deep sleep. ”

Fu Shixue was silent for a moment: "In order to avoid the invasion of the body by the power of robbery, the five senses were closed. ”

Yan Xuan smiled and said, "Don't worry, it should take less than a year for this ice to completely melt." ”

Fu Shixue frowned and said: "I will break the ice in ten years, your skills are still shallow, don't damage the spirit body for this." ”

Yan Xuan snorted and said: "Ten years is too long, my realm has fallen for you, Fu Shixue, don't you hurry up and come out of the elixir to help me raise it back, I will fight with someone in a few years, and I can't climb back without strength." ”

As he spoke, he was trembling by the strong wind mixed with ice and snow, so he hurriedly said: "You continue to seal the five senses, and I will come back tomorrow." ”

didn't wait for him to answer, he was about to withdraw his consciousness, but Fu Shixue's voice still fell to her sea of consciousness: "Just do your best, don't force it." Although the voice was still light, there was a hint of imperceptible tenderness.

Yan Xuan didn't answer him, he had already rubbed his hands and took the handstove handed over by Su Mu, hugged it tightly in his arms, and ran to the backyard room.

Under the huge ice in the courtyard, the shallow eyebrows and eyes moved slightly, opened them, and the bright light inside flowed, under the eyelashes, looking at the back of the distant woman intently.

The wind and snow blew, the goose feather snowflakes fell down, until the line of sight was no longer clear, he closed his eyes again, the jade carving man returned to the quiet painting, in the falling snow became hazy, just revealed a little elegance was all covered, the sky and the earth are vast, has been integrated with him.

It's just that in addition to the sound of the snow melting, there seems to be someone else, and the heart has also melted. (To be continued.) )