"Beauty painting?" This thing can cultivate immortals? The corners of Yun Ximian's mouth couldn't help twitching.

"Yes, yes, I'm still a big beauty in red, the fire spirit root is here, and I almost didn't burn all the exercises in the library pavilion, but fortunately I ran fast!" Speaking of this, Hanshuang patted her chest with palpitations.

"And what do you mean by déjà vu?"

"It's the man in front of you, hey, he's quite handsome!"

"Get down to business!" Yun Ximian really wanted to give her a mallet, and she was joking with her at this time!

"Okay, okay, he has the smell of that beauty painting, but I just smelled it again, and it seems to be a little different, but it must have a lot to do with it." Hanshuang said firmly.

"Changfeng, what do you say?" Seeing that Hanshuang couldn't say anything more, Yun Ximian turned to Changfeng and asked.

"This is a dream, but the level is very high, and it will be dangerous to break in rashly," Changfeng said solemnly, "With my ability, I can't let the master enter the dream." ”

"You can't do it Changfeng? So what does he do? Yun Ximian was sad to death.

"Don't worry, master, he will wake up when he wants to." Changfeng said.

Now there is no other way but to wait. Yun Ximian sighed softly, let go of his hand and said to Qiu Shuiheng: "I can't see anything, let's go out first." ”

"Can't even the master see it?" Qiu Shuiheng said.

I don't dare to say it. Yun Ximian touched his face and mumbled vaguely.

"Squeak."

The door was opened, and Mo Xian hurriedly greeted him: "How is it!?" ”

Yun Ximian shook his head: "I can't see it, but it's not life-threatening." ”

"It's not life-threatening, that's fine." As long as Mu Yuren is fine. Mo Xian believed what Yun Ximian said almost without suspicion, and the speed was so fast that Zhong Yao on the side couldn't help but look at him more, how could this person be so different from the Mo Xian that her master said?

"Why don't we go to the coffin first?" Yun Ximian proposed, since Mo Xian said that Mu Yu was injured in the coffin, maybe he could find some clues over there.

"Okay." Mo Xian seemed to think of this as well, and nodded in agreement.

Zhong Yao and Qiu Shuiheng have no opinion.

The coffin room is in a hut in the back mountain of Huashan, which is a room specially built to place this ancestor, it may not be gorgeous, but the materials are definitely of high quality, even in such a snowy day, the house is not damaged in the slightest. The four of them stopped at the gate of the courtyard, and Mo Xian swept away the snowdrifts on the ground with Fusheng, and walked in front to lead the way.

"Be careful, there's a mechanism at the door." Mo Xian stopped at the door of the courtyard of the room, and his expression became more and more serious.

"You set it up?" Yun Ximian asked.

"It was set up by the head himself." Moxian nodded.

"Since there is a mechanism, it must be closed." Yun Ximian asked rhetorically.

"Can be ...... However, the trap box is in the room, so you have to go into the room. Speaking of this, Mo Xian suddenly felt helpless, "The mechanism is placed to prevent emergencies, and there is usually no mechanism, but the wind and snow are too big, resulting in damage to the mechanism, and it has been open, and I don't know if the mechanism box in the room still works." ”

"If it doesn't work, I'll try it, it won't be worse than it is now." Yun Ximian heard the loss in Mo Xian's tone, and patted him on the shoulder comfortingly, although she didn't like to meddle in things, but Mo Xian was her good friend, of course she had to spend 100% of her strength to help.

Of course, if you want to turn off this trap box, you have to go into the room alone, think about it, no one will be more suitable than Yun Ximian, for no other reason, just because Yun Ximian is one in a million ice spirit roots.

Yun Ximian: "......" wanted to scold people but couldn't say it.

Mo Xian and Qiu Shuiheng didn't agree before, but the situation forced them, coupled with Yun Ximian's intention to die, finally decided to let Yun Ximian explore the way, anyway, she cultivated to a high level, and she generally couldn't die. (Yun Ximian: I thank you!) ）

Just kidding, Yun Ximian took the initiative to ask Ying, she had long wanted to try the exercises that Hanshuang gave her, and I don't know if it was because "Hanshuang Jue" was used by her cheap father, and when she explored her spiritual power, it was unexpectedly smooth when she went in, and she just used the time to sleep and practice to learn the first form.

Like other exercises, the first style has always been relatively chicken, even if it is the "Frost Formula" of the superb exercises, the name of the first style is frost solid, which allows users to upgrade and enhance the moves, in the way of playing games, that is, upgrading the skills and adding a shield buff, don't look like it sounds very powerful, but in fact, it is not very powerful, especially Yun Ximian has not fully mastered it, this state lasts less than five minutes at most, and it consumes a lot of spiritual power, and the spiritual power in her body is estimated to bottom out in five minutes.

After swallowing a spirit pill, Yun Ximian stepped into the threshold with his sword, how handsome and handsome the posture was, but soon, Yun Ximian's handsome posture was broken.

More than a dozen ice picks emerged from the ground and the wall, stabbing towards Yun Ximian like a bamboo, if the sharp ice picks pierced his body, he would be half crippled if he didn't die! Yun Ximian scolded secretly, and after turning the corner, she did the somersault in one go, and successfully took a big step forward, dodging this thing that looked terrifying, she can also use the ice spirit root like this, isn't it a big help when fighting? It's no wonder that there are so few people with ice spirit roots, and things are scarce and expensive!

Before Yun Ximian could catch his breath, the second wave of ice picks came again, and it was more than the last time, at least twice as much! Yun Ximian wanted to curse a little.

"Zheng!"

Ruoshui Sword is wrapped in a layer of light blue light, when Yun Ximian swings his sword at the ice pick, the ice pick is like a tofu block, it is cut in half, and it falls to the ground with a loud sound, Yun Ximian raised his eyebrows when he saw this, this frost seems to be a little useful, you must know that if it is Ruoshui Sword alone, it is impossible to cut off such a hard ice pick, at most it is just flying.

"Ruohong, you hurry up and pass, there will be more and more mechanisms, and you will stop as long as you reach the room!" Mo Xian watched an ice pick slash against Yun Ximian's shoulder, and his heart was so frightened that his heart rose to his throat.

"Good!" Yun Ximian swung his sword and chopped down many ice picks, and ran towards the room with wind under his feet, this wind under his feet is not an adjective, but a real feeling of wind under his feet, who added a buff to her?

The ink string is the fire spirit root, of course it is impossible, and Zhong Yao, people are not familiar with her, why help her for no reason, then the rest can only be called Qiushuiheng, but she clearly remembers that Qiushuiheng is a wood fire double spirit root, how can it be windy? This thought flashed through Yun Ximian's mind, and he was quickly attracted by the ice pick that attacked again, and he forgot about it.

Qiu Shuiheng thought that he was doing something very secretive, after all, even Zhong Yao, who was beside him, didn't find out.

Qiu Shuiheng really doesn't have a wind spirit root, but he does. Qiushui smiled at the corners of his mouth, the same smile as usual, but it was not as gentle as before, but there was an evil aura, which was fleeting, and no one noticed it.

"Shhh The back of his hand was accidentally cut by an ice pick, and the cold stinging pain spread along the wound to his heart, Yun Ximian gritted his teeth and turned over and broke into the house.

"Bang!"

There was a loud bang on the ground, Yun Ximian hit something hard, and she was dizzy, but she couldn't think about anything, she immediately got up from the ground, her head was suddenly a little dizzy, she just thought it was the reason for the collision just now, shook her head and shook off the feeling of discomfort, and shouted to a few people outside with the door: "I'm in, where is the trap box?" ”

"Inside that jade bottle on the bookcase behind the door!" Ink String shouted.

Yun Ximian quickly found the jade bottle, the jade bottle was placed on the fifth floor of the bookcase, if Yun Ximian took it down with Yun Ximian's height, there was a certain chance that it would hit herself, Yun Ximian thought, and reached into the mouth of the bottle, just enough to accommodate one of her hands into it, Yun Ximian was overjoyed, stood on tiptoe so that her hand could reach to the bottom of the bottle, touched the bottom and pressed it, she heard a small click, as if something was pushed into the bottom of the bottle by her.

That should be fine, right? Yun Ximian touched the inside of the bottle again, there was nothing else, so he withdrew his hand, but it was easy to get his hand in, and when he took it out, he was stuck because of the angle, and a red mark appeared, Yun Ximian rubbed his hands and complained that he was really raised with fine skin and tender meat, and he couldn't stand such a little injury.

The three of them waited outside the courtyard for a while and didn't see Yun Ximian's figure, they couldn't help but be a little strange, Mo Xian blinked his eyes, and found that Yun Ximian had already walked out of the room, yes, walked out directly!

"If ......" Mo Xian hadn't finished his sentence, he met Yun Ximian's relieved expression.

"Don't be stunned, come in!" Yun Ximian greeted and waved her hand, but she didn't know what was going on, her head buzzed, she blinked, and the feeling of being dizzy disappeared a lot, it should be the reason why she kept tilting her head just now.

"Master, are you alright?" Qiu Shuiheng surrounded him with concern.

"I'm fine, your master and I'm amazing." Yun Ximian didn't want to drop the chain in front of his apprentice, so he smiled.

"I don't know what's going on in the coffin...... Strange, what is it? Seeing that Yun Ximian was fine, Mo Xian's eyes quickly looked at the coffin, but at a glance, he saw that something was wrong.

"What's the matter, it can't be that I just broke in and broke something, right?" Yun Ximian said embarrassedly, she seemed to have bumped into something when she came in, which made her brain buzz now.

Mo Xian shook his head and looked in that direction with a serious expression: "This painting is not here. ”

"Painting?" Yun Ximian walked behind him, and when he heard this, he poked his head forward, and saw clearly the true face of this coffin, which was a crystal coffin, and he could vaguely see a woman surrounded by flowers placed in the coffin.