Chapter 232: Sacrifice to Cold Snow Lake

Regarding Yin Lao's statement, Tang Feng was skeptical, if the Bone Girl, Night Death, and Xiaoluo were all just mortals before they died, then even after 10,000 years, it would never be possible to have the cultivation of the Eight Grades of the Source Realm. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

Therefore, if what Yin Lao said is true, then the reason why the cultivation of the three people of the Night Death can progress so quickly is probably Yin Lao.

Facing Tang Feng's suspicious gaze, Yin Lao smiled calmly and said, "Lord, what the old man said is true, the reason why Night Death, Bone Girl, and Xiaoluo can have such cultivation is not because of me as an old man, but because of a lake on Yindu Mountain called Sacrifice Cold Snow Lake. ”

"Sacrifice to the Cold Snow Lake?"

Tang Feng raised his eyebrows, but he didn't expect to hear this name again, the place where Xue Wenjin took out the snow between his eyebrows and the seeds of the gods before was this sacrifice to the Cold Snow Lake.

Yin Lao nodded and said, "What about the three of them, the place where the bones are buried is this sacrifice cold snow lake, and the souls have also undergone transformation in the sacrifice cold snow lake, so the cultivation has progressed rapidly. ”

"What is the secret of sacrificing to the cold snow lake?"

Tang Feng asked, he had almost ignored this lake before, but now he finally remembered that this lake should be very mysterious, otherwise how could he dig up such a thing as a god seed.

Yin Lao shook his head and said, "Lord Honor, about the sacrifice of the cold snow lake, the old man is not very clear, only know that this lake freezes all year round, and only three or two days in a year will be freed, and every time the ice is lifted, this lake will emit a kind of cold blue flame, which can forge people's flesh and soul. ”

"That's right. ”

Tang Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he observed Yin Lao without a trace, and made sure that Yin Lao was not lying, so he nodded.

At the same time, he became interested in the cold snow lake, or rather, he became interested in the blue flames in the cold snow lake.

He has a Fallen Heart Flame in his body, which can purify his spiritual power and accelerate his cultivation progress, if he can obtain this mysterious flame that can forge his body and soul, then his future cultivation path will be more rapid and solid.

"When is the day when the cold snow lake thaws?"

Tang Feng asked in order to plan and arrange the schedule.

Yin Lao thought about it for a while, calculated the time again, and then replied: "Back to the Lord, the cold snow lake will be thawed, about three months later." ”

"Three months? My crowning ceremony is still about half a year away, and it is not wrong to practice in Yindu Mountain for these three months. ”

Tang Feng made a decision in his heart, but his expression did not change, he glanced at Yin Lao with deep meaning, and asked:

"Yin Lao, there is still one question I asked earlier, but you still haven't answered - what is your identity?"

Hearing this, the three ghosts of Night Death, Bone Girl, and Little Snail also looked at Yin Lao curiously, obviously they didn't know the identity of Yin Lao before.

"Me?"

Yin Lao smiled bitterly and said, "Lord, if I say that I don't know who I am before I die, will you believe it?"

"Old Yin, you lied to the ghost, we haven't crossed the bridge to drink Meng Po soup, how can we forget our past life?"

Xiao Luo was the first to show his disbelief, although Ye Di and the Bone Girl did not speak, but judging from the eyes, it was obvious that they did not believe Yin Lao's words.

Yin Lao smiled even more bitterly, but he didn't argue, just looked at Tang Feng.

Tang Feng and Yin Lao glanced at each other, and did not say that they believed it, nor did they say that they did not believe it, but the topic was moved.

"Yin Lao, in the Yin Capital Mountain, how many undead have cultivated to the Source Realm like you?"

Yin Lao raised three fingers and said, "The specific number is not clear, but three hundred should be indispensable." ”

"So much?"

Tang Feng frowned, and then asked, "Are they all gathered together?"

Yin Lao shook his head and said: "In the Yin Capital Mountain, it is about the same as the underworld, and it also has the rules of the mountain, and these three hundred source realm undead are probably divided into dozens of batches." ”

"Dozens of batches, I should be able to break them all in these three months. ”

Tang Feng waved Yin Lao and the others away, and after making a rough plan, he began to solve the matter of "Xue Wenjin".

"Do you know the memories of the original owner when you live in this body?"

Tang Feng asked the ghost king, if the ghost king could not fuse Xue Wenjin's memory, then Xue Wenjin's long line could only be closed and he would no longer be able to catch big fish.

Fortunately, the Ghost King nodded and replied, "Lord Honor, when I fused my body, his soul had not been completely extinguished, so I completely inherited his memory. ”

"That's good. ”

Tang Feng breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at the thousand-strong army that was about to end in the coma, and said:

"When they wake up, you take them back to Yunqin, and then it's up to you to improvise. ”

The ghost king's eyes were firm, and his words were sonorous: "Lord, please rest assured!"

"Listening to Xue Wenjin's previous words, Empress Yunqin seems to want the snow between her eyebrows and the divine spirit seeds, I will give you these two things later, let you complete the task, and from now on in Yunqin Qingyun. ”

Tang Feng glanced at the Ghost King and smiled lightly, but his smile was a little cold:

"It's just that I hope you don't forget, even if you are in Yunqin to be powerful and supreme in cultivation, you still have my imprint in your soul, and I only need one thought, and you will be wiped out. ”

Hearing this, the ghost king's body trembled, and he hurriedly knelt down, and said respectfully: "Don't worry, your subordinates will never dare to have different intentions." ”

"That's for the best. ”

Tang Feng's face was expressionless, people's hearts were changeable, and the few righteous sons sitting down by Tang Tiannan were the best examples, so he had to give the ghost king more vaccinations.

Confirming that none of the thousands of soldiers had come to their senses, Tang Feng took out a talisman seal and released one of the meat balls, the Divine Spirit Seed.

"Coo-goo, goo-goo......"

Seeing that it was Tang Feng instead of Xue Wenjin, Meatball suddenly looked a little impatient, and his breath began to be ruthless, a little like a beast without wisdom.

"Goo, goo, your sister, I'm not Xue Wenjin, I don't understand your bird language. ”

Feeling the violent aura emanating from the meat ball, Tang Feng's violent temper also came up, and he countered violence with violence, directly fighting this god seed.

"Divine Spirit Seed, don't you, you think you're very powerful, right? In my eyes, you have a braised lion's head that has been enlarged, believe it or not, I ate you in one bite?"

Tang Feng said, not forgetting to lick his lips.

"Goo, goo......"

The Divine Spirit Seed was a little dazed, it was already grumpy enough, why did it come to an even more grumpy one?

"I told you not to coo, and the god seeds, you can't speak, you can only coo. ”

Tang Feng was a little speechless, he hated foreign languages the most in his life, and when he heard the cooing of the divine spirit seed at this moment, he couldn't hear the meaning at all, and he couldn't help but be annoyed.

Glaring at the somewhat blindfolded divine spirit seed, Tang Feng took out a piece of mung bean cake, regardless of thirty-seven twenty-one, and stuffed it directly into the mouth of the divine seed.