Ten days later, the Shushan Ring Competition ended.

Qin'er, Tang Duo, Long Yi, Mo Wen, Duan Tianyang and the other nine people all entered the list of the finals of the Holy Realm Temple. Qin'er was the first place, Long Yi and Duan Tianyang were tied for second place because they fought in the ring from early morning to dusk in one day, Mo Wen was third, and Tang Duoer was fourth.

A few days later, he couldn't stand Tang Duo'er's soft grinding and hard bubbles, and because he had his son Tang Yue's third brother Long Yi and the young master of Sword City Mo Wen walking all the way, Tang Xiao finally agreed to Tang Duo'er's request to go to the Nine Beards Demon Blood Sea to find Meng Yi.

Qin'er and Long Yi rested in Tangjiabao. After a whole day.

At dawn the next day, the five people packed their luggage, prepared their outfits, and in order to rush to the Demon Blood Sea as soon as possible, the five of them said goodbye to Wanqing at the Yongding Bridge, took a boat and took the waterway, and went down the river to Jiuhu Wanjiu Peak.

Wanqing stood at the Yongding Bridge pier, watching the cloud sail gradually disappear into the distant sky, and finally disappear in the rising morning glow.

The boat crossed the water without a trace.

Yi'er was not around, Qin'er was also gone, Wanqing's heart was empty, her eyes were red, and two crystal tears instantly dripped down the placket on her chest, and Wanqing didn't realize it.

At this moment, how much she wants to go to Yi'er's side!

But none of this is possible!

Master Nine Heavens Xuannu once warned: In the Holy Realm, you and the Dragon Soul Envoy only have a ninety-nine-eighty-one day master-apprentice relationship, if the other envoy is in danger, you must not help, everything has its own providence. If you help him to do a point, the future journey to the west of the Atlas will be tenfold more tribulation. On the road of the boy's growth, all the hardships, all the humiliation, pain and thousands of tribulations are the source of the strength of the teenager to strengthen himself in the future.

"In the Holy Realm, could it be that Yi'er and I are separated from each other from now on?"

Wanqing has decided to go to Yingshan in Miaojiang in the near future. At the beginning of spring, the flowering period of the Soul Restoration Grass has arrived, and this time it must not be missed, to pick back the most colorful and fresh Soul Rejuvenation Grass buds for Yi'er, so that the powerful heteropathic vein in De Yi'er's body can be used by Yi'er. In this way, Yi'er will give full play to the skills of slashing against the wind, and will definitely become a famous young hero who stands up to the sky.

"Yi'er, where are you?"

Wanqing looked at the faint snow-capped peaks in the sea of clouds in the distance, and called silently in her heart.

“...... Ahh

In a col in the vast snow-capped mountains of Wanjiu Peak, Meng Yi, who fainted in the snow, had tears in the corners of his eyes, as if he had heard the call of the master, and woke up suddenly, and opened his eyes with difficulty, feeling a warm light in his chest.

Reaching out and touching it in his arms, it turned out to be the Kunlun Phantom Mirror that the master gave him, in the close-fitting clothes, it had been soaked with his own tears, and it was emitting a warm and soft light at this time.

Meng Yi's cold body had gradually warmed up.

"Division...... Father!Master!" Meng Yi shook off the snow on his cuffs, and trembled and stroked the small bronze mirror with a peacock's handle, and a teardrop full of endless thoughts fell on the mirror......

In an instant, the bronze mirror shone brightly, shining on the young man's body, and the surroundings became warm and hot.

"Big mountain, big mountain!" Meng Yi immediately turned over and got up, and ran towards Zhou Dashan not far away. The waist-high snow made a "crunch, crunch!" sound.

"Mountain, quick, quick, so warm......!"

Meng Yi shaved away the snow on the chest of the mountain three or five times, and placed the Kunlun Illusion Mirror on his chest.

Brother Dashan's eyebrows seemed to have ice on them, and his eyelids were stiff, and he immediately moved.

The Kunlun Phantom Mirror was placed on the chest of the mountain, and the miracle was immediately presented, and the thick snow on the mountain was centered on the warm aura of the lotus bronze mirror, and gradually melted outward and dried, disappearing completely.

Brother Dashan's originally purple winter melon face gradually turned bloody.

"Wake up!"

Zhou Dashan's eyelids jumped, he opened his eyes, Meng Yi helped him, Dashan sat up, and a pair of big hands caught the bronze mirror that slipped off his chest.

The glow is orange and warm.

"Gollum!"

There was a loud sound in the belly of the mountain.

Meng Yi knew that the two had not eaten for two days and two nights, and that Dashan's legs had been seriously injured! This was fatal to Dashan.

"God~Sister Fairy!hehehe!" Zhou Dashan sat on the ground and looked at the bronze mirror in his hand stupidly.

"What? Dashan, are you hungry and hallucinating! Can you stand up? I'm going to find something to eat!"

Meng Yi helped the wooden dragon knife on his back, and stretched out his hand to hold the armpits of the mountain and lift it up, where can he lift it.

Yesterday, the two of them crossed the Ten Thousand Doves Peak for the first time, and failed to cross the Broken Soul Mountain, and the two of them were bounced back by a thick green undulating sky curtain that flashed in front of the Soul Locking Tower, and it took half a pillar of incense to turn in the air before falling back into the snow on the top of the Ten Thousand Dove Peak.

Meng Yi's weapons, the Burning Sky Sword and the Cloud Shadow Sword followed like a shadow, but they were still there. Zhou Dashan's double axe fell and disappeared.

Meng Yi searched all over the mountains and wilderness for two days before he found Zhou Dashan's King Kong beast head Xuanyue axe.

At this time, the two of them found that because of his weight, the mountain broke the branch when he fell from the sky, and fell very hard, one of his legs was smashed by a sharp stone, and the other was pierced by a broken pine branch, and he was seriously injured, and he was no longer able to move, and he no longer had the strength to wield the double axe. Because Meng Yi had the Kunlun Illusory Mirror to protect his body, he protected the two key points of the Qi House and the Qi Hu on his chest, and only the True Yuan Spiritual Qi as thin as a gossamer escaped the catastrophe, but he still couldn't summon the Fierce Sky Sword. The soul power and true yuan aura of the two were sealed in their bodies by a strange force in the soul locking tower, and they were in a cool state and could not operate.

Only the Cloud Shadow Sword itself has some slight soul power, which can be summoned by Meng Yi, but it still can't form a powerful attack power.

"Hehe! Sister is so good-looking! Fairy sister! Hehe!" Zhou Dashan was still talking to himself stupidly.

Meng Yi was a little puzzled, what's wrong with this mountain! At this time, even if there is an illusion in his mind, it should be braised pig's trotters, meat buns, minced meat and scallion cakes and the like!

Meng Yi swallowed his saliva and looked over the broad shoulders of the mountain bear......

Meng Yi was immediately stunned when he saw this:

Dashan spread the Kunlun Illusory Mirror in the palm of his hand with a pair of big hands, and the copper mirrored a warm little sun, emitting a hot light. In the center, it is extremely clear and bright, and a girl wearing a seven-colored light and colorful dress with small red scales on a white background is flying in the sky through the mountains and forests, like a fairy.

"Master~!" Meng Yi shouted.

"Crunch ......"

Meng Yi pounced on the bucket, bent his legs and knelt in the air, held the lotus bronze mirror, and hugged Zhou Dashan.

Wanqing was flying over the folded wings peak of Shu Mountain, and suddenly felt a little warm between the soft twin peaks on her chest, and she didn't care, and suddenly heard Yi'er's loud call there, and was startled, and immediately landed slowly in the air, and took out another side of a dragon pattern handle lotus mirror from the close-fitting coat (the Kunlun Phantom Mirror was originally a pair, and Wanqing gave Yi'er one).

Wanqing was surprised to find that there was Yi'er's image in the mirror.

Wanqing's eyes were red, and her voice was like crying: "Yi'er~!"

"Master!" Meng Yi shouted in the mirror.

"Yi'er, what's wrong with you? Why are your little faces red? Where are you?"

"Master, we are at the Nine Thousand Doves Peak with the mountain! Master, where are you? Yi'er misses you so much!"

Wanqing burst into tears instantly, tears fell like a spring on the mirror, and Yi'er's image in the mirror immediately became clearer.

"Ah! Yi'er has finally grown up! she has grown into a handsome man!" Wanqing was surprised and delighted.

"Yi'er, is it cold in there, why is there snow all around, why are you so thinly dressed!"

"Master! Yi'er is not cold!"

Meng Yi glanced at the mountain next to him, and the two of them stretched their necks, and immediately looked energetic and not cold at all.

"Yi'er, look at the background behind you, there is a white and desolate snow-capped mountain, what are you eating with the mountain? Are you hungry?"

Meng Yi pulled it with his hand, and the broad body of the big mountain bear immediately pressed close to Meng Yi, covering the endless snow-capped mountains behind him.

The two of them put their shoulders together and looked in the mirror at the same time.

"Master! Yi'er has just eaten in a restaurant with Dashan in the town under the mountain! Master, quickly pick up something important to say! Tell Yi'er! Where are you, Master, and Yi'er is going to look for you!"

Wanqing seemed to see that something was wrong, and she saw the mountain in the mirror biting her lip vigorously and enduring it.

"Yi'er, tell Master, what are you eating in the restaurant at the foot of the mountain?"

Meng Yi was stunned for a moment, and his eyes blinked: "We ate a basket of steamed rice dumplings! Stewed vermicelli with cabbage and minced meat! Drink two large bowls of taro stalk soup......

"Smack!"

Hearing Meng Yi say this, the clear saliva of the mountain was not covered in the end, and a large drop fell on the Kunlun Illusory Mirror, and the immortal thing was touched by the filth, and the light immediately began to dim, and the graceful green mirror image in the mirror gradually blurred......

"Yi'er, Yi'er, what's wrong?" Wanqing slowly couldn't see the other party clearly.

"Master, tell Yi'er quickly, where are you, Yi'er misses you so much, ......!"

"Yi'er, Master is in Shu Mountain, and he will soon rush to Miao ......."

The bronze mirror in Meng Yi's hand suddenly shone away, and everything disappeared.

The signal is interrupted and the call ends.

The buttocks of the two sat heavily in the snow, and their heads immediately shrank into their clothes.

Meng Yi grabbed a handful of snow and gently wiped the bronze mirror.

"Young master......! I'm sorry! I stained the mirror so I couldn't see the fairy sister!"

"It's okay! I'm very happy! I see Master! Master is safe and sound, Yi'er is very happy! Master seems to be rushing to Miaojiang! We have found the elixir and immediately rushed to Miaojiang to find Master!"

"Hmmm!", "Gollum!"

The belly of the mountain screams.

On Shushan's side, Wan Qing was stunned for a moment, looking at the Kunlun Phantom Mirror Mirror in her hand in a daze: "How can this be? This Kunlun Phantom Mirror has such a magical use, why didn't the master tell me? Master only told me that this Kunlun Phantom Mirror has a few wonderful uses, if you let the Dragon Soul Messenger wear it every day, it can completely resist the invasion of the otherworldly anger, and it can also hide the identity of the Dragon Soul Messenger, I didn't expect this treasure to have so many magical things!"

"But how did it start?" Wan Qing looked at the Kunlun Illusory Mirror in a daze.

Touching her soft and somewhat moist chest, Wanqing looked puzzled.

"Big mountain, hit me, hit me in the face?"

On the snow-capped mountain of Wan Jiu Peak, Meng Yi suddenly shouted.

Dashan grabbed a handful of white snow and stuffed it into his mouth, shaking in fright.

"Huh?!"

"Dashan! I know! When I woke up just now, I remembered Master, and tears dripped down the Kunlun Phantom Mirror, and I could see Master's image! This is the same as the video call I used to use on my smartphone! Ahhh

Dashan looked at Meng Yi with a bewildered expression: "I don't, young master, I won't fight! My fist is very big! I will knock you out!~ What smartphone? What video chat? Can you eat it?"

Meng Yi was startled, he saw that Dashan's body began to soften again, and it seemed that he wanted to sleep again.

"No, we have to find something to eat! or the mountain and I will lie here forever!"

Thankfully, the snow stopped.

Meng Yi looked around:

The mountains are high and silent, and the snow covers the undulating earth, and this snowy fairyland-like place is lifeless.

The sun is white and cold.

Meng Yi was a little anxious in his heart, and he regretted it a little at this moment, "Should I ask Master for help!"

Dashan's wound did not improve, and the tendon on Dashan's left thigh was pierced by a sharp pine branch that day, and a bloody wound eight inches long was drawn.

No, I'll have to find a sheltered place to settle down in the mountains!

Meng Yi looked around, and the vast land around him was white, only a dark cloud under a snowy peak not far away, which seemed to be a huge cave.

"Dashan, do you see that cave? You stay where you are, I'll go and investigate!"