"Who told you that you were negative and desperate, I don't have the mood or time to pay attention to this kind of thing for the time being, so let it happen in the future. Mo Feng really didn't understand why this group of people regarded love as so important, it was completely dispensable for him, although he didn't deny that he did have a good impression of Zichenruo, but it was just that, and it was far from being painful to die without her.

What is the generation gap, he feels a little like this now.

Seeing that Senior Brother Fang was about to say more, Mo Feng simply threw him a jade slip: "Go back and read the information yourself, I deliberately simplified it, you remember these, I believe that even if a person is lost, there should be no big problems." ”

"The Ice Survival Guide......book? Senior brother, you should take it out and sell it as soon as possible, so as to make a big profit. Fang Zijin looked left and right.

“...... If you use your brain and think about it, am I embarrassed to earn money from my fellow disciples? Aren't you afraid that they will scold me in my heart for not being righteous while paying? Besides, there are some aspects that I am not very sure, and I will wait for me to step on a circle and investigate on the spot, otherwise if I make a mistake, it will affect my credibility. ”

Senior Brother Fang rolled his eyes in a headache: "I think you just think too much in a day, do you know that mixed thoughts are not conducive to a breakthrough in the cultivation of a clear state of mind?"

"If I don't think about it, I'll die a long time ago, how many of you can have the last laugh?" Mo Feng paused, and said ruthlessly: "Of course, you are an accident." ”

"......" Senior Brother Fang suddenly received 10,000 points of damage.

Mo Feng turned around and walked into the room, then sat cross-legged on the bed and continued to cultivate, he found that the spiritual power of the Ice Domain was much more abundant than that of the Hua Domain as a whole, although it was not twice as bad, but it was not far off. Of course, this is still not as good as the quiet room in the academy that was carefully arranged by Nian Yubai.

It has been a few months since he entered the late stage of Tongxuan, and the foundation is relatively solid and solid, so he only needs to fight a few more battles to stimulate the operation of spiritual power, and he should be able to step into the peak. And more importantly, his spiritual power in the late stage of Tongxuan is now infinitely close to that of a Venerable cultivator after running for more than a hundred weeks, and when he is promoted to the peak, will there be a qualitative leap?

Of course, at that time, he had to have another headache, how to push the Dao Origin Recipe and the Ancient Desolation Recipe to the next level. After all, if the exercises didn't break through first, his spiritual power would have been stagnant and unable to change qualitatively.

If you really don't have a thought, then you can only make do with it for two years at the peak of Tongxuan.

Unconsciously, the night passed, and Mo Feng was about to wake up from his meditation, when the soul power that suddenly spread out noticed a trace of strange aura, which made him instantly open his eyes and look at the oblique front.

And yet there was nothing.

Just as the ink wind was waiting to gather momentum, the space fluctuated like water ripples, and then a petite figure with a faint blue halo gradually changed from transparent to solid, and finally showed a somewhat timid figure at the end of winter.

"Brother Mofeng, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to disturb you......" Late Winter kneaded the corners of his clothes crampedly and apologetically.

"You, how did you get here?" Mo Feng looked at the locked window, and then at the closed door, only to feel a burst of bewilderment.

"That's how you came......" Winter's eyes blinked in confusion, and his body swayed lightly, straight through the table and chairs in front of Mo Feng, and drifted towards him faintly.

If you come across this scene in the middle of the night, everyone will feel that they have hit a ghost.

Mo Feng tried to reach out and touch Winter's head, but his right hand pierced straight through, as if the girl in front of him was just an illusory projection.

"It's amazing, my brother can't touch me?" Late Winter also reached out to touch Mo Feng, but the two seemed to be isolated in a completely different time and space, and there was no intersection at all. The little girl was not afraid, but floated around curiously, as if all the sorrows and troubles of yesterday had been forgotten, and sure enough, the child was the strongest creature in the world.

"This is the Netherworld?" Mo Feng muttered to himself thoughtfully.

It's really against the sky, but I don't know how amazing the other two soul seas that are juxtaposed with it should be?

Sensing that someone was approaching outside the door, Mo Feng opened the door one step ahead, Zichen Ruo hurriedly raised his eyes and saw that the end of the winter was swaying back and forth in the room, so he relieved his mind and explained with a sigh of relief: "I just taught her how to channel soul power and gather in the center of the soul sea, looking at her current appearance, it should be a true Netherworld, but she still needs to be more proficient in this ability." ”

Seeing Zichen approaching, the end of winter showed a big smile, and subconsciously opened his little hand and wanted to rush over and hug her, but it penetrated through the past without strength, making the little girl feel depressed.

"Sister, how did you change it back......" After the initial novelty and fun, the little girl finally felt a little panicked.

Zichen Ruo smiled and comforted: "It's okay, take your time, don't be in a hurry." ”

The end of the winter trusted her very much, and she calmed down in an instant, and said a little mischievously: "I'm going to scare Brother Fang." ”

Seeing the girl pass through the wall in a flash, Mo Feng still felt weird, and blamed too many ghost movies for being poisoned.

"Don't mention those sad things to her these days, children have always been forgetful, presumably after ten days and a half months, at most half a year and a year, it should be about the same. Zichenruo said softly.

As soon as she finished speaking, she heard an exclamation from the next room, and then Senior Brother Fang crashed through the wall in embarrassment, stirring up dust in the sky.

"There's a ghost in this inn, why are you still standing here stupidly? Look for yourself, look!" Fang Zijin pointed to the teapot and teacup behind him that were strangely suspended in mid-air, and they were still floating in the air.

"Whew. Suddenly, someone blew on the back of Fang Zijin's neck.

Senior Brother Fang jumped out of three zhang away like a bird in shock, and only then did he hold back the three words "help", and said with a smile that was more ugly than crying: "There are really ghosts, I don't lie to you!"

Seeing Fang Zijin running around the room, Mo Feng and Zichen glanced at each other, and they laughed together.

In the distant wind and snow road, three large and one small four figures slowly moved forward.

In the wind and snow, I could still hear someone's complaining chatter all the way: "Xiao Mo, you are not kind, you ask yourself how Brother Fang treat......s you?"

At the end of winter, I still didn't find the trick to change back to normal, so I floated all the way and said weakly: "I'm sorry...... I, I was just joking with Brother Fang, I didn't expect you to react so much...... I'm wrong, okay......"

"You're right, the Venerable cultivator is still afraid of ghosts, and I'm ashamed of him. "Mo Feng's sword mending skill has always made Senior Brother Fang unable to parry.

"What's wrong with being afraid of ghosts, what's wrong?Why aren't you allowed to make a Venerable cultivator afraid of ghosts, does this have anything to do with cultivation?!" Fang Zijin stiffened his neck and said strongly.

"In your case, it doesn't seem to matter. ”

"......" Fang Zijin found out, and arguing with Mo Feng was a mistake.

"How far is it from the territory of the Lixue Snake?" Zichen Ruo asked differently.

Fang Zijin quickly flipped out the map, but he couldn't figure out where everyone was now after comparing it for a long time, and finally Mo Feng glanced at it and replied, "It's almost two hundred miles, it should be there this afternoon." ”

Thinking that the speed of himself and the others was already about the same as that of a car, Mo Feng seemed to understand why the transportation mode in this world was so backward.

"If you encounter a group of ice lions halfway, do you have to delay a little longer?" Fang Zijin interjected.

Mo Feng was just about to answer, but suddenly his face condensed slightly, and he looked at Senior Brother Fang speechlessly and said, "Crow's mouth." ”

"No, I'll just talk about it......" Fang Zijin's face suddenly turned bitter.

"It's okay for the Ice Lion, you deal with it yourself, and the next time you think of something bad, you just hold back and don't say it, so as not to harm a group of us. "The ink wind is ruthless.

In the end, Zichen kindly took out the guqin, looked at the lions rolling in front of him, and said softly: "I'm afraid it's the Ice Lion King who is at the head, otherwise it would be impossible to have the strength of the early stage of Huazun." ”

"It's okay, I'll solve it, junior brother, just protect your junior sister. When Fang Zijin said this, he didn't consider that if Zichen was a soul master of the Spirit Realm, how could he still need someone to protect him.

As for the end of winter, of course, no one is worried, Fang Zijin has already tried to improve his cultivation in turn, and in the end, even if he makes a full effort, he can't hurt the little girl at all, you must know that he used the realm spirit skill to even ordinary Huazun peak masters would be stunned, but as a result, he went straight through the end of winter.

Zichen Ruo didn't say anything, just raised the guqin and prepared for battle.

Mo Feng then drew out his long knife, and when the lions rushed to three hundred meters ahead, the ground had rumbled and shook, as if the sky was about to collapse, and the smoke and dust raised seemed to be about to rush to his face, and he could even clearly see the gorgeous ice blue hair of the lion king in front of him, and unlike ordinary lions, the hair of the ice lion was really crystal clear, and extremely slender.

At this time, the Ancient Desolation Recipe and the Dao Origin Recipe had been parallel for ninety weeks, and as the ink wind raised the long knife to fill the sword momentum, the spiritual power of the whole body was surging in an instant, and it actually had the effect of one hundred weeks. When he struck the mountain from top to bottom, the ground that was constantly shaking roared, and a narrow depression and ravine appeared in front of him, and the two rows of ice lions in front of him were instantly unstable, and many of them were planted in the pit, and then they were trampled by the companions behind, and the originally neat lion group suddenly became chaotic.

Sometimes, the same way to deal with horses on the battlefield can be used to deal with other herd spirit animals.

Although Fang Zijin was quite unreliable on weekdays, he cooperated quite tacitly in battle, and at this moment, he didn't need Mo Feng to say more, he flew forward, taking the opportunity to display the realm spirit skills!