The way of cultivating truth is to fight for life with the sky, and the opposite of "fighting" is the word "escape".

For monks, retrograde and upward movement is the norm, contaminated with evasion, no matter what the cause, once there is fear in the heart, the state of mind is stagnant is still a trivial matter, and when advancing, it is disturbed by the demons of the heart, and the light is seriously injured, and the serious is to the fall.

Lin Luoran would have the idea of escaping the road and running away, because of the amazing coercion exuded by the unknown existence that wanted to break out of the cocoon, which she had never seen in her more than 300 years of cultivation!

What kind of "Snow Girl" who looks the same as Sakurako Asada is just a small shrimp soldier who takes the lead-

Lao Liao was sweating profusely and looked like he was prostration, Lin Luoran had the idea of escaping in his heart, but his feet were firmly stuck to the ground by this coercion and couldn't move.

As the wind and snow subsided, a strange phantom about two feet tall was revealed.

Eight legs, three heads and six arms, copper head and iron forehead, are actually connected to the same torso. Lin Luoran felt a cold feeling in his heart, Chi You, the "soldier master" in Chinese legends, even if he was defeated, the Yellow Emperor painted its image on the military flag, and many princes saw the portrait of Chi You who surrendered without a fight!

"Soldier Master", "God of War" ...... There are too many words of praise that have been imposed on this existence, and what is particularly shocking is that Chiyou is known as one of the "Three Ancestors of China".

In other words, even if the Jiuli clan is defeated, there must be the blood of the Jiuli clan in the blood of the Chinese people tens of millions of years later, even if it is very thin, Lin Luoran can't straighten his back and say a word, "Chiyou" has nothing to do with him!

The fear in his heart and the disparity in strength made Lin Luoran watch Chi You transform out of the blizzard, but he couldn't react to stress.

She was like a clumsy turtle, pressed by the sudden Taishan, and with the strength of ten thousand catties, she could only shrink in place.

Anxious, dazed, and tired.

"Hand over the beads."

Chi You has a thick nasal voice between his words, the urn voice is urnish, and the pronunciation tone has the charm of ancient Huaxia.

As soon as it spoke, the anger rushed to its face, forming a turbulent wind, Lin Luoran's body was shaky, but Lao Liao was a little sober, and he still lived on a pastel hill, which fixed the two figures.

The breathless pressure suddenly subsided, and Lin Luoran's back straightened again.

The pastel hill is obviously a great treasure, Lin Luoran felt that Chi You's eyes fell on it for a moment before moving away, but unfortunately Lao Liao had no cultivation, and he looked extremely reluctant.

"Uncle Liao, you take them first."

When the Holy Mother is the most cheating father, she now has no spare strength to save the demon beast and save Qingqiu, if Lao Liao can take the little green fox and Bao Jia to leave first, there is no worries, and there is a slight possibility of escaping.

Lao Liao struggled to support, laughing was more ugly than crying, the current situation, if the goal is not achieved, how can Chi You be willing to let anyone leave?

"You'd better take your beads, we'll last a little longer."

The pastel hill can calm the wind and calm the spirit, but the one who is called Chi You dare not approach, Lao Liao's intuition is what kind of "bead".

Lin Luoran was sad in her heart, beads beads, beads, what effect the beads had, she didn't know at all. The bitterness of life lies in the fact that you think you are the protagonist with a halo and a plug-in, but your fate is unlucky, forcing people's hearts to distort and have to develop into a villain; You think that mastering the Portable Cave Heaven and Earth, and practicing is farming text, one copy after another tells you that this is an upgrade text...... It's just a matter of upgrading the text.,Why is it a boss who jumps over the level every time?!

Skipping the level, her teammate Lao Liao is clearly a full of artifacts, cultivated to level 0, non-pastoral and non-sword chicken ribs!

And herself, with three teammates on her shoulders, can she concentrate on fighting the boss? It seems to be a very powerful fire phoenix, and the timber wolf who often looks at the sky at a forty-five degree angle when he is fascinated, shhhhhh The only one who can help is the confused little whitebait! After all, he has proven his godhead, and he has been hit hard by the sea of knowledge, and he can't use any magic skills.

The more Lin Luoran analyzed the strength of the two sides, the more a sense of powerlessness lingered, could it be that he was naïve and wanted to kill me?

Is it really useful to put the fire crystal back on the altar now...... Lin Luoran looked at the various ice chrysalis hanging above his head, and his expression was complicated. In the face of absolute strength, what conspiracies, opportunism, are really scum.

The only way to do this now is to take a risk, right?

Uncle Liao, you have to hold on!

Chi You's temper is not very good, his height of two zhang, and his towering hills, Lin Luoran's performance made him very dissatisfied, and his body leaked out of anger, and the ice chrysalis that was close to him suffered first.

A bear beast, a horse-headed human-faced beast, a phoenix-tailed butterfly...... The ice chrysalis fell from the roof of the temple, was twisted by the anger, and fell to the ground and shattered into ice slag. Ice slag was spread all over the ground, and the heartless old Liao felt deeply cruel, these demon beasts he had provoked would never survive again.

The ice chrysalis fell to the ground one after another, and Lin Luoran closed his eyes in order to calm down.

If you don't feel the slightest bit of "fire", it is better to follow the trend.

Look at the sky full of ice and snow, wind, rain, ice, frost, and snow. The eight golden characters she learned from the "Book of Avenues" are wind, rain, thunder, lightning, ice, frost, snow, and fire, and there are at least five characters opposite to each other in today's scene, why is she still afraid?

Only actual combat can confirm what you have learned.

The characters written with the strength of the Yuan infancy are used to deal with the incomplete, incomplete Chiyou, who wins and who loses, and it is impossible to predict.

and the spear, the shield of the other.

She can't write the word "fire" now, the contradictions don't match, there is no offensive and defensive distinction, only to see whose "spear" is stronger!

Chiyou is not a god who controls ice and snow, and no matter how much power it borrows, the mysterious golden characters may not be lost to the battle. Now I am only worried that the cultivation of the Yuan Infant Period will not be able to cope with the existence of the ancients.

No matter what......

With the support of Lao Liao, Lin Luoran retreated step by step, they were already close to the gate of the stone hall, and Chi You was a little jealous, so he really asked Lin Luoran to withdraw from the stone hall with two ice chrysalis and Lao Liao.

The Ice and Snow Temple is magnificent in the sun, and the ice and snow outside the temple are full of ice and snow, compared to the atmosphere in the stone hall, the environment may be difficult, but it can make Lin Luoran calm down.

The wind, whistling in your ears, can you catch its raging pulse with your hands?

Rain, the accumulation of clouds to a certain point to the ground as rain, is another sense of "water is full, overflowing".

Ice, a solid presence of water at extremely low temperatures, is water, a sharper weapon than mild water.

Frost and snow, like two twin sisters, only have subtle differences in appearance.

Five golden characters swirled in her mind, and Lin Luoran confirmed every stroke and every stroke, wind and snow, frost falling, and heavy rain. A picture of the wind and snow is depicted little by little, and the real "pen becomes a potential" is more concerned about the "artistic conception" than whether the strokes are accurate.

Lin Luoran undoubtedly touched this artistic conception.

As the man in the robe said in his dream, you have to see the essence of the mountain.

Magic weapons with different effects and huge powers, light and brilliant spells, and elixirs that can increase cultivation, they have mixed advantages and disadvantages on the way of cultivation. The time of cultivation has been shortened with the help of external forces, and the perception of the Heavenly Dao and the touch of the laws of the universe are not as good as the next generation.

The essence of cultivation, the essence of heaven and earth...... Lin Luoran closed his eyes and stood up, as if he saw the cumulonimbus clouds piled up in the sky, the shape changed for no reason, getting thicker and thicker, a gust of wind blew them swaying, the rain fell, and on the way to land, because of the extremely low temperature, snow was formed, which slowly solidified into ice.

When no one is there in the middle of the night, how the transpiring water vapor quietly condenses into frost under the leaves and by the pond.

The sun and the moon are eternal, and even if the stars fall, and one day there is no "earth" star in the universe, these natural phenomena will still occur on similar planets, and they will remain unchanged for eternity.

Mortals, monks, beasts, spirits, demon cultivators, demons, vast stars, which one is immortal?

The shining pearl will be covered with dust, and only the wind will always wander on the planets, in the universe; Only rain can always nourish the green seedlings and water the dry soil under your feet; Only ice, snow, and frost quietly visit one morning in winter, signaling the changes of the seasons.

They are eternal and unchanging, and they are the natural laws of the universe.

Lin Luoran seems to have gone through the cycle of the four seasons, but in fact, time has only passed for a short moment.

When she opened her eyes again, "Chi You" looked at her coldly in front of the stone hall door. The magnificent palace can't take away the terrifying pressure on Chiyou's body, the sun shines on the snow surface and the light is dazzling, the ice lake dries up, and the entire Qingqiu realm, regardless of inside and outside, is already a world of ice and snow.

Then, let's face off on ice and snow.

Lin Luoran raised her wrist and pointed to the pen, and when she dropped the first stroke, she clearly saw the vibration in the eyes of "Chi You".

There was something familiar with that look, as if the gods on top were startled by her and were finally willing to look at her with their eyes.

The characters are perfect, coming from the distant sky, and the "wind" that appears out of thin air surrounds Lin Luoran.

Lao Liao's eyes looking at her were not only shocked, but also confused. I always feel that I have seen similar scenes somewhere, but my memory is shrouded in a thick fog, which makes Lao Liao unable to see the truth. When I think about it with my heart, my head stings like a thousand needles piercing at the same time.

Lin Luoran ignored the eyes of "Chi You", and she didn't have time to take care of Lao Liao's emotions, her whole person was completely immersed in a wonderful state.

The wind comes, the rain falls, the snow falls, the ice freezes, and the frost comes.

Five golden characters were formed from her pen and disappeared into the void. In the snowstorm, Qingqiu's color changed, and Lin Luoran couldn't believe that he had written five characters in a row in one breath!

She walked slowly on the ice field with a cloak of snow, and at this moment she was the god who controlled the ice and snow.

"Melt."

Fingers draw a wonderful curve, she controls the law of ice and snow, and lowers the "decree", a simple word "melt", the ice and snow can't resist the order, and the ice field under her feet melts first, including the ice on Bao Jia and the little green fox, which melts into snow at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The thick layer of snow melted, and the ground under her feet was originally the blue color of the sky, and the rejuvenated, colorful flowers were the "wishing flowers" that Qingqiu represented hope.

In the boundless ice and snow, this touch of greenery brings a little hope.

The little green fox was lying on the grass panting, the water vapor on his body had not completely evaporated, and the cyan fur was dripping.