Long Lin volleyed a palm and smashed the bluestone "lid", and the palm wind pushed the rubble away, and found that it was indeed only two inches thick, and it was not one with the ground.

A round ice mirror-like translucent object is revealed, with a metal "mirror button" in the middle, the button base is petal-shaped, and a yellow pull ring is worn in the mirror button.

The temperature in the stone chamber dropped suddenly, and a layer of frost formed on the floor of the four walls. Zi Xiu was shivering from the cold, but he insisted on seeing it.

The closest Long Bao's eyebrows and hair turned white, "Ice Spirit! What a big piece of 10,000-year-old Ice Spirit!" he wiped the frost on his face in surprise, put his little hand into the pull ring, and pulled the dragon power upward!

Motionless.

Long Lin was a little surprised, he knew how powerful Long Bao's divine dragon was, and he was able to pull it out by shaking the huge black killing jail that was inserted in the head of the Great Ying Submarine Cloud in the sky..."I'll try it." He also put his hand into the pull ring, and felt the terrifying cold air that was soaked in the sea in an instant, and his luck went up!

Still not moving.

Everyone looked at each other. It is no exaggeration to say that under the mention of Long Lin, even something as heavy as a small mountain should be lifted.

"Damn, I really don't believe it!" Long Bao tried a few more times, and even Kunlun Nu tried it curiously... The "ice mirror" still stood still.

Only then did I understand why there was no formation prohibition at the door of this stone room, except for Liu Jinyi himself, it is estimated that there is no second person in the Fengqi Continent who has the ability to take it out.

"Big... Old, master, second, second master..."Zixiu, who was shivering from the cold, couldn't help but knock his teeth as soon as he spoke, stammered, "It's better to let, let... Let the snow get wet, the clothes come... Try it, put this ice... The edge of the spirit... Burning, burning a part, just... Loose, loose... up..."

"Makes sense. Long Lin said, summoning the snow stained clothes out of the small world.

The Ice Spirit is a water-based spiritual creature, slightly earthy, and is being overcome by the fire of the wood spirit that is stained with snow, and it should be more suitable than the Vermilion Bird Fire of Longlin.

When Xue Zhanyi heard this, she said excitedly, "Look at me!" She stomped her foot and flew several feet in the air, a condensed and pure turquoise flame like a slender jade pen, drawing a circle around the "Ice Mirror" precisely.

There was no movement. Xue Dipping frowned, recovering the body of the one-legged strange bird in the air, and continued to patiently draw round by circle... After the seventh lap, there was a "boom", and half a room of cold ice water suddenly gushed out of thin air. Long Bao was small, and he suddenly lost his head, and he fluttered in a hurry, although it was okay, it was also quite embarrassing.

Long Lin couldn't help laughing and took him out and put him on the shoulders of the tall Kunlun slave.

Cao Hengli also fished out Zixiu, who was like a duck, and let him lie on his back. Only Kunlun Nu seemed to have adapted to the strange cold of the ice spirit, standing motionless in the waistless ice water, just staring at the underwater "ice mirror" with wide eyes.

Long Lin once again put his gloves into the metal ring submerged in the icy water, and shouted "Get up!"

I heard a long and hoarse groan, and a large column of ice was pulled out of the ground! In the middle of the icicle was a whole baby boy, who died for an unknown amount of time.

The lower end of the icicle is still embedded deep in the ground, and I don't know how long it is.

"Uh..."Long Bao was shocked and almost fell off Kunlun Nu's shoulder: he thought that there must be some earth-shattering treasure hidden in such a large piece of ice, but it was just a dead child?

Everyone stammered, not noticing that the half-room-high ice water was slowly lowering, and finally a finger-thick layer of ice had formed on the ground.

The baby in the icicle bows his head and bends his legs, loosely clenching a pair of small fists, his body is slightly bent, and he still retains the state of his mother's body, as if he is sleeping soundly; unlike ordinary babies, the upper half of his face is bad, black, blue, white and gold are mixed, twisted and chaotic, and it is completely impossible to distinguish the eyebrows, eyes, cheeks and nose, which is completely consistent with the "painting style" of the lower half of the face covered by the veil of Yi Queer!

Hu Wangcai's lips trembled, and he suddenly said, "How can it be the same as the face of the saint daughter? Could it be that they are a couple... Dragon and phoenix fetus?"

"One is broken in the upper half, and the other is broken in the lower half! What the hell is going on?" Long Bao pinched his little ears in shock, "Dragon... What the hell is a phoenix fetus?"

Long Lin found that this ice pillar could isolate the divine sense, and it was impossible to probe the cause of the baby's death and the basic condition of the body inward. The child had curly black hair, shimmering with golden light, his skin was whiter than snow, and the lines of his lips and jaw were extremely beautiful, and he would have been a very lovely little baby if it had not been for such a terrible disability.

"Liu Jinyi lied..."Long Lin said to himself. Most of the children are not orphans, but like this baby boy, they are Liu Jinyi's children. Otherwise, she wouldn't have placed the dead baby boy so solemnly in the ice spirit, and lit a five-colored flame lantern to try to summon the spirit... Liu Jinyi didn't seem to care much about the tragic death of the Holy Moon Sect, but his love for Yiqi'er was obviously sincere, and it was by no means pretentious. If this is due to maternal instinct, then it makes sense.

Of course, this was his speculation, and perhaps she was freezing the child for any use he didn't expect. There is a big gap in strength between him and Liu Jinyi, and there are many things that are still unimaginable.

With a deep groan, Long Lin pressed the icicles back, and carried the wind trick to gather the fragments of the bluestone "lid", fixed them together in the air, and then burned them with the fire of the Vermilion Bird, recondensed them into a whole, and then carefully covered them back.

After the restoration, the chill in the stone chamber decreased slightly, but it was not obvious, and Long Lin guessed that it was because the formation attached to the "lid" to isolate the cold was broken by himself.

Although he knew that the ice spirit was extremely precious, he didn't want to take it, because there was a doll sleeping in it... It should have been his mother who lit a five-colored flame lamp for him, hoping that he would be resurrected one day.

Long Bao suddenly began to imagine what had happened before he was born, why he had lived in a square dragon egg, and whether his biological parents were still alive?

Everyone in the stone room had their own thoughts, and fell silent in the fluctuating five-colored flames. It wasn't until a five-colored cloud-like flower suddenly formed on the wick that it made a crisp and low popping sound that everyone woke up.

Long Lin walked around the room, and found that the four walls originally had carving traces, roughly the carving of a landscape figure, and some words and sentences, but unfortunately they were all scratched and damaged by unknown hard objects, leaving only many criss-crossing straight lines;

It's like a mortal lovesick word.

"Mulberry picking, what kind of mulberry is picking? There is not a single grass in this hellish place!" Long Bao said in surprise, "Willow... The second child still writes the words of the Protoss, and also writes poetry?... It's capable of writing and martial arts!" He remembered that the two lines of poetry on the handle of the paper cutter he saw in the warm pavilion of the palace were also in the same font, and they should have been written by Liu Jinyi.

Hu Wangcai hurriedly joked, "If the paper is martial arts and martial arts, and the blessings are all in the sky, how can there be any stronger than the two masters in the world?"

Although Cui Rutie and Cao Hengli despised the sentence "sycophant" in their hearts, they echoed it again and again.

Long Bao smirked.

After leaving the stone chamber, Long Lin took the trouble to inspect all the other caves. What shocked him a little was that some of the caves near where Liu Jinyi stomped his feet--- including the sacrificial hall and the stone chamber--- showed little or no signs of damage, but the caves under the cliff on the opposite side in the distance were basically collapsed or seriously damaged... Presumably she did it on purpose.

Long Bao couldn't help but sigh at the power of Liu Laoer's stomping (feet), and he controlled the power so freely, which was really beyond his reach.

Long Lin took the trouble to carefully inspect all the caves, and even those that collapsed and blocked did not leak. In the end, he and Yi Xinliu were sure that there was no aura that Demon Cultivator had ever been in and out of. Liu Jinyi was obviously lying again, I don't know why? Just the fact that the people of the Yin Yang Sect ran to the territory of the Holy Moon Sect to kill people was enough to deserve death, and he couldn't help but fall into a deep groan.

Starting from the young man's simple nature, he didn't want to have malicious speculation about anyone, but this Liu Jinyi, their second sister, still made him feel a certain chill.

Ji Xuanying can make Liu Jinyi, a woman whose realm and temperament are unfathomable, obedient, he thinks it won't be as simple as Long Bao said to win or lose a fight... Moreover, he has a feeling of being secretly looked down on, even arranged and manipulated, which makes him very uncomfortable.

It's just that heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are used as dogs. Who can really escape the fate of being set and manipulated?

Thinking of Xiang Wanzhong's ambition to obtain the three keys to the Jiaotu Palace, Long Lin couldn't help but be secretly afraid.

He slowly circled around the huge ice-heaped tomb. Except for the fact that the buried ice lake under the grave can't be seen, everything has proved that the place "Luoqing Cliff" has nothing to do with him except for the coincidence of pronunciation.

The cliffs that had lost their ice cover revealed their original blue-gray color, and the irregularly distributed large and small caves on the rock walls resembled a circular galaxy. Long Lin's heart moved, and their arrangement was extended into the sea of knowledge.