In order to save Zhenye, this Lan Qing went to Shihu alone, and when he arrived, he was only covered by clouds and mountains, and he couldn't see the situation inside.

Lan Qing tried to continue walking, only to feel that the cold was pressing, at this time, he found the first barrier, the fog miasma, Lan Qing touched it with his hand, and many small blood marks appeared on his hand.

Lan Qing was shocked, and hurriedly approached to take a closer look, it turned out that this fog was formed by the rapid rotation of countless sharp Xiaoice ridges, this closer look, dense, without any gaps, Lan Qing suddenly felt his scalp numb.

He looked at his hand and tried to repair the wound with a spell, but it didn't seem to have much effect, the wound scratch was painful and itchy like an insect eater, and it seemed that there was something else wrong with this fog bead.

Lan Qing paced back and forth in front of this mist miasma, and thought about it: "This hard break will definitely not work, what method can be used to get in?" Even if it turns into a wisp of green smoke, there must be a breakthrough! He stared at the mist and pondered, "If this ice edge turns into steam when heated, can it open a breakthrough?" Lan Qing decided to give it a try, he used his water system spiritual power to heat up, transpirated high-temperature steam, and cast a spell on this mist miasma, sure enough, this subtle ice bead also slowly turned into steam, and began to slowly appear A small hole, Lan Qing took advantage of the situation to turn into a wisp of green smoke and float into the hole.

After the fog miasma, Lan Qing felt that the heat wave was pressing, it was simply the feeling of ice and fire, but because the fog miasma was too consumed just now, he could only choose to breathe in situ for a while.

After a short rest, he continued to walk, but found that there was no way out, and in front of him was a huge waterfall, steaming hot, and the feeling of steaming people was almost steamed.

"Is this a miasma?" Lan Qing was surprised,

"How can this be, this seems to be boiling water, don't say it, you can't even get closer!" This Lan Qing was at a loss, frowning and thinking of a way.

Suddenly, a fish jumped out, Lan Qing was taken aback, grabbed the fish quickly, looked carefully, and found that there was nothing abnormal about this fish, and he was surprised how it could survive in boiling water.

Lan Qing saw that the fish was fluttering so badly, and was about to put it back, when his heart changed, it was a flash of inspiration, only to see Lan Qing cast a spell to freeze the fish into ice cubes and throw it into the water, he stared intently at the ice cube fish, watched the ice cube fish float up and down on the water surface, calculated the time when the ice cube melted, and secretly said: "If I cast a spell to turn myself into a big ice cube, can I float over?" Lan Qing counted the hours, flew to the top of the water curtain waterfall, held his breath and condensed, and really turned himself into an ice cube and fell into the boiling water.

This Lan Qing didn't know how long he had been floating, he was washed ashore, and he got up wet and soaked, feeling very cold, and he was busy pranayama.

After about two incense sticks, Lan Qing got up and moved and continued to walk forward, but as he walked, his eyes were covered by big clouds in front of him, and he couldn't see the road ahead no matter what.

Lan Qing didn't have to think about it to know that this was a cloud miasma, and it seemed that this was not something to move forward hastily. Lan Qing tried to attack these clouds, trying to break them up, but it seemed to hit the cotton, and he returned in vain.

Lan Qing tried the water separation technique again, but the cloud did not listen to the call at all. Lan Qing simply lowered his mind and used the Tengyun Technique, he tried to stand on these clouds but didn't want to smash himself on the ground like a scale, it seemed that these clouds did not support Tengyun either.

Lan Qing turned over and stood up, but one foot stepped on the air, almost didn't stop, he staggered to his feet, poked around with his foot, and felt that he was standing on a pumice stone that was one foot square, and couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

At this time, Lan Qing didn't dare to act rashly, his eyes were white, and he didn't know the geometry under his feet, so Lan Qing had to think about this way to solve it.

Lan Qing groped for the ground with his hands, and found that there were no clues or anything to use. He thought that this was probably the path of a group of pumice stones of this size, so he got up and conjured up the ice edge, and shot it around, listening for the sounds, hoping to find the way forward.

After sending it around and not hearing an echo, Lan Qing was a little flustered, and thought: "I won't fall on a lonely pumice stone!" He spun around again, casting a spell that conjured up a larger ice edge and fired it into the distance, only to hear it coming from the left front

Recalling with a "bang", Lan Qing's spirit lifted when he heard this, and he tried to shoot an ice ridge in that direction to determine the exact direction, carefully distinguishing the direction and distance, but this distance didn't seem to be close, and he was afraid that there would be a mistake just by jumping.

Lan Qing frowned, thinking about it. He used the flower technique to conjure up a splint of poplar wood, so that it became the single-plank bridge, and it was easy to pass, and so on, this Lan Qing was about five times before he felt that there was a bright light in front of him, and he suddenly opened up.

It seems that this cloud miasma has passed, Lan Qing looked back, but it was an abyss, it turned out that this pumice stone was rising step by step like a suspended step, and this stone lake was on the top of the mountain that was like a stone pillar.

Under the sun's rays, the surface of Shihu Lake reflects dazzling light like a mirror. Lan Qing stepped on this stone lake and found that this more headache was coming, how to break the ice.

The ice was at least a foot thick, and it was still difficult to use any tools to chisel the ice. Lan Qing slashed vigorously with the Moon Sword, but there was not even a crack, just a deep white mark.

Lan Qing was a little worried, he drooped his arms and stood in the middle of the stone lake with the Moon Shadow Sword, looking at his surroundings while thinking about how to break the ice.

Standing like this, he didn't know how long it took, but he found that the sunlight reflected on the Moon Sword, forming a point of light, which was then refracted to the surface of the lake, and the surface of the stone lake actually melted into a small circle.

Lan Qing observed for a while, and with joy in his heart, he conjured up six huge bronze mirrors, adjusted the angle, and formed a circle, so that the sunlight reflected and refracted into a beam of light on the surface of the lake.

It worked, but it wasn't very effective. Lan Qing wondered if this beam of light could ignite the wood, so he conjured up the wood and placed it in the center of the aperture, and after a while, it really ignited.

Lan Qing was overjoyed, conjured some wood and put it in it, and used the water diversion technique to divert the water away, so that the burning temperature was always high, and the process was accelerated.

This stone lake is eternal day, Lan Qing just kept adding salary, and he didn't know how many hours had passed, he was already exhausted, he looked at the bright sun, and then looked at this stone lake, his heart was extremely anxious, and he didn't know what the situation of this earthquake was, he was very worried.

It was so tormenting, and he didn't know the time, and finally, when the ice gradually melted to about three feet thick, Lan Qing cheered up, soared into the sky, raised the Moon Sword with both hands and swooped down, chiseled through the ice, and entered the bottom of the stone lake.

It turned out that there were a lot of fish in this stone lake, and it was really not easy to find the crossfish, Lan Qing looked aimlessly at the bottom of the lake, and he couldn't see the trace of the crossfish.

Lan Qing was so tired that he turned back into his real body, and a silver-white dragon was cruising at the bottom of Shihu Lake. Unexpectedly, after turning back into the real one, the fish swam to him one after another, including the cross-smelt fish that he couldn't find just now, Lan Qing thought: "This is really a nowhere to find the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get there!" Thinking so, he quickly turned back into a fairy body, caught the cross-smelt, jumped out of the bottom of the lake, froze the cross-smelt, and immediately turned back.