The gloom of winter has been written all over the northern land of the Infinity Continent,

The breath of death is now everywhere,

The land of immortals in the eyes of mortals is still difficult to stop the pace of death.

Frost Cover Mountain, adjacent to the Demon Clan's territory Devouring Yin Mountain Qianqiu Valley, its mountains are beautiful, covered with frost all year round, standing in the air and looking into the distance, the whole mountain is like a Yu girl with ice muscle and snow skin standing between heaven and earth.

It's just that aside from the beautiful scenery, there are only two middle- and lower-grade spiritual veins in the frost-sealed mountain, and now on this spiritual vein, one east and one west occupy two sects.

The Bihua Sect of Huayi Peak in the east, and the Jingwu Sect of Danying Peak in the west.

One of these two factions is the female cultivator sect, and the other faction is the branch of the Lingwu clan of the Eastern Holy Continent, which founded a sect here thousands of years ago.

The two factions usually get along peacefully, but every fifty years approaches, there will be some friction between the two factions. The cause of friction is a specialty in the frost-covered mountains, snow frost fruit.

At this time, the eight rays of light were rapidly coming from the direction of Tianyin Mountain towards the frost-sealed mountain, and a girl in a light dress in the light of the light looked at the feet of the sores and corpses, and sighed softly.

A girl in Taoist clothes beside her, hearing the sigh, bowed her head sideways and said, "Nian Yue, this place is not bad, I heard that the area east of Huilong City is even more miserable than here." ＂

"Oh" The girl's eyebrows frowned slightly, and she responded thoughtfully: "Senior Sister Qingyu, isn't Uncle in Huilong City?" Do you know why he didn't go back to the sect to heal? ＂

"I don't know very well, but I heard from the master, it seems that the ancestor of the master had asked Uncle Guo to go there to get something. So after the matter here, he went to Huilong City" Luo Qingyu's voice was also full of worry: "I just don't know how he was injured?" ＂

The girl pressed her pounding heart, her brows furrowed even deeper.

At the foot of the mountain is already frost-covered mountain boundary, the beautiful scenery wrapped in silver in the past has been incomplete, many mountains are mottled and bare, scorched black and red, and the snow is intertwined, showing the tragedy that the mountains have experienced.

Above Huayi Peak, gray dust floated in all directions, almost obscuring the vision.

Only by looking closely can you see some clues.

Beneath the dust, a pale cyan glow covered the entire mountain. It's just that this pale cyan halo is sometimes strong and sometimes weak, undulating like ripples, and it seems that it will suddenly disappear at any time.

Eight rays of light paused slightly, one of the female cultivators in the moire robe was stunned, her beautiful eyes swept over with disdain, and she didn't greet her, pinched her fingers, and a white light shot out from her fingertips, and a wide crack immediately appeared on the originally precarious cyan light mask.

The clothed female cultivator glanced at the young man beside her, and then urged the flying sword under her feet, and quickly rushed into the crack.

Behind her, a woman in a blue shirt raised her eyebrows, slightly gloomy, and rushed into the crack.

The only young man among the eight people, his eyes sank when he saw the two women rushing through the light mask, and then he shook his head slightly, signaled to the women on the left and right, and also urged the flying sword to fly away towards the crack.

Under the light cover, in front of the Quehua Palace, the new head of the Bihua Sect, Lin Jizhen, was frowning, and stood pretty.

Behind her, dozens of female cultivators in blue shirts stood quietly. There was no exchange of ears, no discussion, and all the people had anticipation and indelible fear in their eyes.

After the raid of the demon clan, the Bihua Sect suffered countless casualties, and the entire sect was left with only these survivors in front of the Quehua Palace.

"Are they coming? ＂

A blue-clothed girl behind Linji Zhenren pointed to the rapid light above the cyan light mask, with a little doubt, a little panic, and a little expectation.

All eyes were already focused on the faint light that was getting closer and closer, and a slight discussion quietly sounded.

Linji's real eyes were fixed, and after concentrating for a moment, her worried face finally showed a happy color.

"Quick, go and open the mountain protection formation. She snapped.

As soon as the words fell, some disciples rushed to the base of the formation.

However, before the formation could be opened, those rays of light had already penetrated the pale cyan light shield one after another, and the momentum quickly landed on the open space in front of the Quehua Palace.

The light disappeared, and there were one more man and seven women in the open space of the Quehua Palace. The Taoist uniform female cultivator who entered first had a beautiful posture and a proud demeanor.

The young man who followed him was tall and handsome, wearing a white moire robe flowing out of the dust, with a condensed temperament, a modest gaze, a long sword, and a calm bearing.

On his left and right sides stood two pretty female cultivators in different costumes, and two female cultivators in cloud-patterned Taoist robes.

Lin Ji Zhenren's face darkened, his brows were slightly twisted, and he was slightly unhappy that the comer rashly penetrated the shroud of the Protector Sect, but then he thought of something, sighed in his heart and took away the unhappiness, and stepped forward with a smile.

"Teng Yu of the Ziyin Sword Sect, in accordance with the will of the Qingyang Sect and the Mingxu Dao Ancestor, ascended to the Bihua Sect, and asked Linji Zhenren to forgive me for the rashness. Teng Yu bowed humbly.

"Senior Sister" Before Linji could speak, the blue-shirted girl beside Teng Yu had already run to her side. His eyes swept around, he was stunned for a moment, his voice was choked, and he said in a low voice: "Senior sister, I have heard about the master and uncle,"

Lin Ji Zhenren held the girl's slightly cool little hand and patted the back of her hand gently, "Mianzhu, it's useless to be sad, remember the master's high expectations for you." ＂

She gently let go of the girl's hand, raised her head and smiled back:

"Senior Brother Teng is polite, the Bihua Sect is a district sect, and it is really an honor for the sect to be able to get all the Taoist friends of the Ziyin Sword Sect to come. Moreover, if it weren't for the help of Senior Brother Ruiyi, the lives of Linji and the disciples would have been long gone, where would there be the current Bihua Sect. The top and bottom of our sect have now sincerely thrown themselves into the Ziyin Sword Sect, and I also ask Senior Brother Teng to convey our determination to Mingxu Daozun and Qingyang Zhangjiao. Then we will deeply feel the great grace of Senior Brother Teng. ＂

For Linji Zhenren, Teng Yu's arrival was quite unexpected for her. This descendant of the Yanlong Sword, for now, is only a cultivator in the consummation period of foundation building, and a monk in the consummation period of foundation building is not as strong as her, the head of the Bihua Sect.

But she didn't dare to despise this teenager at all. Not to mention that this Teng Yu's identity background is very strong, and he has already built the realm of the consummation stage in less than thirty years, I am afraid that in this land of cultivating immortals, only the Daojun of the Tianyi Sect can do it.

She secretly wondered in her heart, Mingxu Daozun sent such a bloodline disciple to risk coming here when this demonic crisis was in danger, would there be other meanings.

Teng Yu also smiled modestly: "At the moment of demon chaos, Dao Ancestor is always worried about the many sects in Wuji Continent, and many senior brothers in the sect have rushed to various sects to help. Teng Yu came with orders today, one of them is to convey the mind of Mingxu Dao Ancestor, everyone is the same Immortal Alliance, there should be no distinction between each other, and it is natural to help in difficulty, as for the matter of investing in the Sword Sect that Lin Ji Zhenren had mentioned to Qingyang Shibo, Qingyang Shibo and Dao Ancestor also asked the real person to mention it again. ＂

Lin Jizhen's face changed, did the Sword Sect mean that they were weak and worthless?

But after thinking about it, Teng Yu has a special identity in the Sword Sect, and Mingxu Daozun will let him come, so he shouldn't give up. But I still couldn't stop worrying in my heart. But I heard Teng Yu continue:

"Second, Senior Brother sent a message to the master in charge, and the Dao and Bihua Sect's Sect Protector Formation was damaged by the Demon Clan, so the Dao Ancestor asked Teng Yu to send a pair of array plates, if it can help Bihua Sect, then Teng Yu will be worth the trip. As he spoke, he took out a square array disk and injected a trace of spiritual energy, and immediately a circle of yellow, red, and blue halos lit up in the originally dark and iron-like array disk.

Lin Ji was really surprised, and blurted out: "This is the three-color Chunqing array? ＂

Three-color Chunchun array, one of the ten strange formations in ancient times, it is set of arrays, arrays are connected, it is said that this array can only be broken unless the monk who is proficient in the formation can break it, if you want to attack, even if the monk of the god has to lose a lot of cultivation to break it. And if the formation is controlled by a monk who is well versed in the formation, then even the monk who returns to the void period will not be able to help it.

"Yes, this array is large enough to cover the entire Frost Covered Mountain. The meaning of the Taoist ancestors, the frost seal mountain is a rare beautiful scene in the north, and it must not be damaged by the hands of the demon clan. Linji Zhenren should take advantage of the protection of this formation, recuperate, and work together with the Jingwu Sect to protect every grass and tree in this frost-sealed mountain, which is not in vain Dao Ancestor's intention to support the ancient array. ＂

Lin Ji Zhenren was slightly stunned, as if she had heard some extraneous meaning. Could it be that this Mingxu Dao Venerable is also intended to be a snow frost fruit?

Snow frost fruit, famous and meaningful, color period frost snow race, fifty years of a flower, fifty years of a fruit.

The Snow Frost Fruit can condense the mind and fix the qi, fill the essence element, and its effect of clearing the heart and removing illusions is not comparable to any spirit herb pill. These effects are especially helpful for the advancement of high-ranking monks.

If the Ming Xuan Dao Venerable belongs to this snow frost fruit, then it is the best thing, thinking of this, Lin Ji Zhenren secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and couldn't help but be overjoyed.

Even if the Snow Frost Fruit is an immortal fruit, it is not as practical as the Mingxu Dao Ancestor's array plate, not to mention that it is just an ordinary product of one fruit in fifty years. To exchange this small fruit for the protection of the sect and the safety of the disciples in the sect, this is really a big bargain for the Bihua Sect.

Linji Zhenren respectfully took the array plate with both hands, and said with a smile:

"Mingxu Daozun is benevolent and benevolent, and the great virtue survives, and the Bihua Sect is grateful for the kindness of the Daozun, and from now on, Linji will respect the meaning of the Mingxu Daozun, and bring the disciples of the Bihua Sect to protect the grass and trees of the frost-sealed mountain. ＂

"Then there's Laurene. ＂

Teng Yu is pleasant, humble and polite, and calm, Linji Zhenren secretly said that the young man in front of him is afraid that in less than fifty years, he will become another legend in Wujizhou. When such a character comes to the door, naturally there must be no slackness.

She carefully handed the array plate to a female cultivator beside her, and gave a few simple instructions. The nun hurried away. After a while, a circle of yellow, red, and blue halos lit up in the sky above the Quehua Palace, and the halo continued to expand, and half a cup of tea had covered the entire mountain. A dense aura slowly released from the halo.

In front of the Quehua Palace, there was a sound of joy.

The girl in the Taoist uniform behind Teng Yu looked up at the halo in the air, frowned slightly, and her eyes showed deep thought: Mingxu Daozun, a thousand-year-old Taoist, deep thoughts, how can she be greedy for the small profits of the market, so it seems that this trip is probably a little complicated. RS