Carved beams and painted columns, eaves and teeth pecked high, a delicate and elegant three-story small building appeared in front of Ling Xian. This small building is located in a noisy place, but it has not been contaminated with a bit of fireworks, as if the turbid world is clear, out of the mud but not stained.

The whole body of the small building is crystal clear, as if it is made of cold ice, exuding a cold air to the outside, but it does not make people feel the cold that is thousands of miles away, but it reveals a sense of nobility and mystery, attracting people to explore.

There is a plaque in the middle of the small building, like other places, it is also made of unknown crystal materials, shining in the sunlight with colorful lights, and there are three quaint big characters on it - Bingxin Pavilion.

"This is it, this is the largest shop in Broken Hung City, no matter what you want to buy or sell, this is the best choice. ”

Ling Xian had only heard the senior brothers and sisters in the sect mention this place before, and the yearning expression on their faces every time they mentioned this place was especially memorable.

"A piece of ice heart is in the jade pot, it turns out to be them. ”

The dream tapir seemed to be reminded of some memories by this name, and there was a cold gaze mixed with anger and disdain in his eyes, but the dream tapir did a good job of hiding his emotions in front of Ling Xian, and did not let Ling Xian see anything unusual.

The inside and outside of the Ice Heart Pavilion seemed to be two completely different worlds, and the hustle and bustle outside was locked out, leaving only the quiet and quiet in the Ice Heart Pavilion. Behind the glittering cabinets lie all kinds of treasures, glittering in the light.

"Do you need anything?"

A crisp voice woke up Ling Xian, who was a little out of sight.

Ling Xian turned around, but a delicate and lovely maid in a blue dress stood behind him.

"I heard you're looking for a formation master here?"

Ling Xian thought about it for a while, and decided to go straight to the point, anyway, before coming, Ling Xian had already asked the dream tapir to help him change his face and voice, but he was not afraid of being recognized.

"Formation Master!"

The girl exclaimed, but fortunately, no one entered or left the Ice Heart Pavilion at this time, and no one heard it.

However, her expression quickly returned to normal, only becoming more respectful, bowing slightly towards Ling Xian, and whispering, "Please come with me here." ”

The girl's appearance made Ling Xian a little flattered, and it also made him understand the power of the word formation master even more.

Ling Xian followed the girl around the Ice Heart Pavilion, and finally arrived in front of an inconspicuous small room.

The girl knocked lightly on the door, and then stood silently aside.

The sharp-eyed Ling Xian found that when the girl knocked on the door, her face showed a look of respect from the heart, even more than before, and she couldn't help but have a trace of curiosity about the characters inside.

The door opened.

Ling Xian had imagined that behind the door might be an elder with a majestic face, or a wealthy merchant with a big belly, or a chivalrous man with a long sword, but the final result was beyond his expectations.

Behind the door appeared a girl who looked no more than fifteen or sixteen years old.

The delicate body is hidden under the snow-white robe, the slightly exposed wrist is as flawless as frost and snow, a pair of autumn water is condensed under the moth eyebrows, but the flowing eye waves are with a faint coldness, the skin is like congealed cream, and there is a hint of ruddy in the snow-white, and the swan-like neck bends out of an elegant arc, although a thin veil covers her face, but it does not reduce its beauty at all, but gives people a sense of mystery.

Even Ling Xian, who had seen Yuejian's beauty, had a momentary blank in his brain.

If the beauty of the moon is touching and noble, then the beauty of the girl in front of her is refreshing and cold, like the snow lotus blooming on the edge of the cliff, which can only be viewed from a distance and cannot be blasphemed.

However, after all, Ling Xian had experienced the beauty of Yuejian up close, but he was only amazed for a moment, and he soon regained his clarity.

But Ling Xian's eyes were still staring at the girl and never left, I don't know why, although Ling Xian saw this girl for the first time, he had an indescribable familiar feeling.

The girl also saw Ling Xian, and her eyes also showed an inquiring look, and looked at the maid beside Ling Xian.

"He said he was a formation master, and he also came to ......"

When the girl heard this, she showed a look of surprise, as if she was a little overwhelmed, and she wanted to speak a few times and stopped, which made Ling Xian a little strange.

"Ahem, ahem, little cicada, is there another guest coming, why don't you invite in?"

An old voice came from inside the door, shattering the somewhat eerie peace.

The girl stepped aside and whispered to Ling Xian.

"Please come with me. ”

To Ling Xian's surprise, there was a young man in the room in addition to the old woman who had just spoken out.

The boy looks seventeen or eighteen years old, with a tall body and a handsome face, he can attract the attention of countless boudoir girls wherever he appears, but a pair of narrow eyes stare at the girl for a moment, looking a little thin.

However, what caught Ling Xian's attention the most was a delicate logo embroidered on his gorgeous robe.

Bagua diagram.

This young man turned out to be a formation master!

Ling Xian's expression became a little solemn, the appearance of the formation master caught Ling Xian a little off guard, the formation master was originally very rare, but in this short period of ten days, Ling Xian had already encountered several, which made Ling Xian also a little depressed.

The four people in the house exchanged names, and the old woman's name was Mei Shuang, who was the principal of this Ice Heart Pavilion. This young man's name is Shang Lu, he doesn't know where he came from, but he doesn't seem to be from Shenzhou, and listening to the proud tone in his words, he feels like a member of a big family.

As for Ling Xian, he naturally didn't say his real name, only said that his name was Yun Ming, and he didn't say much more.

However, what made Ling Xian a little concerned was that the girl never said her identity, although she was just standing quietly behind the old woman, but she didn't look like a maid at all.

"Our mission this time is this Ice Sword. ”

The sword in the old woman's hand attracted Ling Xian's gaze, this sword was crystal clear, as thin as a cicada's wings, exuding cold air outward, but it was made of ten thousand years of cold ice.

Ling Xian's brows furrowed slightly, although this ten thousand years of cold ice is rare, it is not very precious, let alone a good material for making weapons, what kind of idea is this Ice Heart Pavilion, but Ling Xian is a little incomprehensible.

"This is quite simple, with cold iron mixed with pure gold, combined with our family's unique silver hook iron painting technique, I am sure that I will engrave a second-level formation on it. ”

Level 2 Formation!

Looking at the surprised eyes of everyone, a look of smugness appeared on the young man's face.

Ling Xian didn't have much of a feeling, he had already seen the power of the fifth-level formation, and he had a feeling that he had been in the sea and couldn't be watered.

Staring at the sword in front of him, the more he looked at it, the stronger Ling Xian's strange feeling became.

Shang Lu glanced at the audience for a week, and finally his eyes fell on the girl's body, his eyes showed a blazing light, and he said loudly: "I don't know what the junior sister thinks?"

Ling Xian, who was completely ignored on the side, didn't have much anger, but looking at Shang Lu like this, he had a little headache.

There are many experiences about demon beasts on the Xianyuan Continent, but there is one that is the most widely circulated and recognized by everyone.

Demon beasts in heat are the most dangerous.

What if this estrus is the son of a big family?

What if this boy is still a formation master?

Ling Xian sighed, the spirit stone was really not so easy to earn.

Just as Ling Xian was thinking nonsense on the side, the girl's cold voice sounded in the hut.

"Senior Brother Shang's ability, we naturally know. ”

The girl's words made Shang Lu frown, and the smile on her face was almost overflowing.

"However, we still have to see if Senior Brother Yunming has any ideas. ”

The smile on Shang Lu's face instantly froze, staring at the girl for a long time, then suddenly laughed and said, "That's how it should be." ”

After speaking, he turned his head to look at Ling Xian again, although he didn't say anything, the threat in his eyes was something that anyone could see.

Shang Lu's attitude made Ling Xian very unhappy, but now Ling Xian didn't want to step into the quagmire in front of him, he knew very well the energy contained in the children of these big families, although he was not afraid, but too much trouble was not a good thing for him, and what he lacked most now was time.

In addition, there was one of the most critical problems, although Ling Xian knew that Shang Lu's plan was very flawed, but because Ling Xian didn't understand Bing Xin Pavilion's idea, there was no better plan for a while.

The girl's misfortune made Ling Xian a little dilemma.

After thinking about it, he still didn't have a clue about the formation, Ling Xian couldn't help but sigh in his heart, the task of the Ice Heart Pavilion was probably about to be abandoned.

Although there was some regret, Ling Xian was not an indecisive person, and once he had made a decision in his heart, he no longer hesitated.

He shrugged his shoulders, shook his head and said, "I am shallow in my knowledge, where is there any high insight, the second-level formation is enough for the Xuanbing Sword." ”

Shang Lu listened to Ling Xian's words, his face turned slightly pale, his eyes looked at the girl again, and blurted out: "Senior Sister Shui, look ......"

Ling Xian also looked at the girl in disbelief, and a flash of light flashed in his mind, Senior Sister Shui?

The girl's eyes showed a look of struggle, as if she was hesitating about something, but soon her gaze became firm again, and she turned her head to look at Ling Xian.

Ling Xian suddenly felt a little bad, and before he could speak, he heard the girl's cold voice sound.

"Senior Brother Yunming, I don't know if we can move, let's talk alone?"