As time passed, the icy cold light of the Ice Xuan Sect became even worse, and more and more people gathered around the Ice Xuan Sect, some came by Imperial Sword, some by horse, and some by spirit beast.

At this moment, on the outermost part of the huge iceberg formed by the Ice Xuan Sect, there were many spirit beasts, all kinds, varied, horses, tigers and wolves, and lions and leopards, these were not ordinary beasts, but spirit beasts that had been trained for many years.

Among these many spirit beasts, there is a horse chariot.

The chariot was not very remarkable, whether it was the four horses pulling the cart, or the chariot looked ordinary, even a little dilapidated, and the coachman in charge of driving the chariot was neither a handsome man nor a beautiful woman, but a short man with a somewhat round body.

The short man, who was only a little more than a meter, wore a tailor-made robe and a hat on his head, and stood beside him in a regular manner, without speaking, just like that.

Inside the chariot sat a young man.

The man was wearing a clean and neat white dress, his long black hair was casually draped, and on a fairly handsome face, his expression was a little lazy, he looked young, but he did not have the vigor and vigor that a young man should have, not only that, but more of a twilight.

This twilight is like the setting sun and dusk, as if darkness will come at any time.

He sat casually in a sedan chair, crossed Erlang's legs, and while drinking a little wine, he looked at the cold light of the Bingxuan Sect without a look.

Clean white clothes, handsome face.

Lazy demeanor, twilight temperament.

At dusk, before the night, the breeze is not clear, and the people are ancient.

It's not Gu Qingfeng, who is it.

He's coming.

The time to come is not long, but it is not short.

Before he came, he had been hesitant, and he had been thinking about a question for several days.

That's whether you should come or not, and what you should do.

This question may be a very simple question for others, but it is of great significance to Gu Qingfeng.

Because it's about his cause and effect.

A cloud dress.

A red sleeve.

An Ouyang night.

There are many indications that he has an extraordinary cause and effect with this incident.

If it was just a simple cause and effect, it would not be so hesitant for Gu Qingfeng, the key was the bitter sea of the old monk, which really made him panic.

When he was in the Nine Shadows, he had heard an old devil mention the Sea of Suffering, and he had also heard that there were many great powers between heaven and earth who had explored their own cause and effect, and the purpose of exploring cause and effect was also very simple, after all, the existence of cause and effect was too complicated, all-encompassing, three thousand avenues, and all laws were within cause and effect.

It's just that.

Cause and effect are cause and effect after all, and it is known as the avenue of the avenue, the law of the law, and the root of everything.

Many great powers will inexplicably fall into a strange circle, which is also a causal cycle, falling into it, inseparable, unable to get out, unable to break free, will only fall deeper and deeper, the more chaotic it is, the more chaotic it is, the more it will be cut, the more it will be cut, and so on...... This is the so-called sea of bitterness.

The old monk said that if there is an end to the path of cause and effect, then it is the sea of suffering.

The old monk said that the sea of bitterness is endless, and turning back is the shore.

Gu Qingfeng thought about it and finally came.

First, he really wanted to figure out what cause and effect existed between himself and Yun Nishang.

Second, he felt that there seemed to be nothing else to do except to investigate his cause and effect.

Three, since you have caught up, let's come.

That's all.

......

On top of the huge iceberg formed by the Ice Xuan Sect, the elders led by Yuhua Zhenren stood there quietly, in addition to this, the eighteen chiefs and nine personal disciples of the Ice Xuan Sect also stood quietly around that cold light.

At the forefront, there stood a woman, a woman with a beautiful face, clad in colored light, and covered in frost.

Everyone knows her.

It is the new head of the Bingxuan faction, Leng Yanqiu.

At this moment, the crowd was in an uproar, and I saw that a group of people in the air were flying towards this side, and everyone looked at it, good guys, they were all from the Qianzheng Hall of the Bingxuan Sect, and they were all famous masters, such as Wei Hong, Fang Chen, and so on.

Without exception, these people were the first batch of color spirit geniuses after the catastrophe, and they all opened the four natural color spirits, and most of them were purple colors, there were hundreds of them.

In addition, there are more than a dozen commanders of Qianzheng Hall, large and small, since they can become the leaders of Qianzheng Hall, their cultivation strength is naturally incomparable, and it is true that the leaders of Qianzheng Hall are all geniuses of Cailing, and they are not purple, but blue.

Nature is colorful and mysterious, one is stronger than the other, and one is more mysterious than the other.

One color is universal.

Two colors are gold.

The three colors are purple.

Colorful for green.

The more than ten leaders of Qianzheng Hall are all natural blue, and their strength is so high that it is intimidating.

Is that all?

No!

It is rumored that the cultivation of these leaders of Qianzheng Hall is also the ninth turn of Jindan.

Among the people who came, the leader was a man, who seemed to be about thirty years old, wearing a pale blue robe, with an indifferent smile on his face, and looked quite elegant.

This person's name is Si Qianhua, and he is the hall master of Naiqianzheng Hall.

The Jiuhua Alliance consists of 81 churches.

To be able to become a hall master is a person with a big background, a big identity, and a big ability.

Some of the names of some of the hall masters are thunderous and powerful, while the names of some of them represent a kind of low-key.

This is the case with Si Qianhua.

No one knew what kind of cultivation Si Qianhua, the master of the Thousand Expedition Hall, was, and what his strength was, because no one had ever seen him make a move.

Don't say that others don't know.

Even Wei Qing, who had been dormant in the Jiuhua Alliance for a hundred years, didn't know.

Wei Qing knew that there were many mysterious existences in the Jiuhua Alliance, and this Si Qianhua was one of them.

"Boss Leng, congratulations. ”

Si Qianhua came to the wind, he stood with his hands in his hands, smiling slightly, looking light.

"Lady Qianhua. ”

Leng Yanqiu turned around, with a slightly arrogant expression on her beautiful face, looked at Si Qianhua, and responded coldly: "Don't come unharmed." ”

More than a dozen leaders and hundreds of geniuses of Qianzheng Hall stood in the air, but Si Qianhua and more than a dozen old men fell on the iceberg of the Ice Xuan Sect, who these more than ten old men were, no one knew, all of them followed behind Si Qianhua with expressionless faces.

Si Qianhua walked forward, looked at the cold light in the center of the Bingxuan Sect, and then closed his eyes, as if he was feeling something, and after a while, he slowly opened his eyes, the smile on the corner of his mouth became more intense, and said with a smile: "Give the Taiyin Seed to the Leng Master." ”

As the words fell, an old man held a Taiyin seed and handed it over.