"It was a long time." Dongfang Shiming bowed his head, "By the way, is your master familiar with him?" ”

"This ......," Bai Hao said while thinking, "I seem to have heard from the master, this old beggar seems to have something to do with our six views of the spirit before." But after all these years, I don't remember it. ”

"Hmm......" Dongfang Shiming lowered his eyelids, thought for a moment, and then raised his head, "Okay." Thank you so much. ”

Bidding farewell to the Xiangfeng Temple again, Dongfang Shiming and the two got into the carriage and turned their heads and walked slowly.

The horses' hooves are gentle, kicking the snow. Dongfang Shiming sat in front of him, gently sweeping the snow on the horse's back with a horsewhip from time to time, his eyes were gloomy.

This old beggar...... Maybe he will have to pay more attention to it in the future.

Bai Artemisia, who was sitting in the back, suddenly asked, "That beggar with a very bad temper...... Will it really have something to do with us? ”

Dongfang Shiming turned around: "Maybe." This is also a master, I don't know if I can meet it in the future. ”

"Superior?" Artemisia is very puzzled.

Dongfang Shiming then slowly explained: "You think, this small mountain village is surrounded by boundless mountains. He regularly visits Xiangfeng Temple once a month, which means that he often climbs mountains and mountains, and his foot strength must be extraordinary. After at least thirty years of begging, he looks no more than sixty years old, and his background is related to the six views of the spiritual image, which is really suspicious. ”

"Oh...... You can think of so many things. Bai Hao patted his forehead thinking that he was not smart, thought for a while, and then asked, "So, are we going back now?" ”

"No...... I always felt that there was something in this letter that I hadn't noticed. Dongfang Shiming dealt with it casually.

Of course, in addition, the so-called "Gichuan Heling" and "River Fan Yunzhuang", he is also considering whether to go to investigate now.

In front of Qionglin, the ice and snow are like jade pendants. A faint beam of light peeked out from behind the thick clouds, adding a little life to the vast field.

The carriage moved forward slowly, Dongfang Shiming thought about the clues of this trip, and gradually had a clue about the next investigation.

…………

Night falls. In the Eastern Family, in the Zhenxiang Pavilion, Fu Yunge sat alone, digesting and fusing the remnants of Xueyun Dan and Tai Sui.

In the past few days, in addition to helping to take care of the head of the Dongfang family, Fu Yunge has spent a lot of energy on resolving internal strength. After Poinsettia left, he had to follow the method step by step, and that night, it had reached a critical moment.

The lights have gone out. It was dark inside, with only the faint light streaming in through the doors and windows.

Outside the door, you can vaguely hear the voices of people in the distance. And Fu Yunge didn't notice it, concentrating, and a round light blue halo gradually appeared around him.

The palms were holding each other, and a snow-colored light bead was slightly emitted from the dantian.

It seems that everything is slowly approaching the completion of the fugue.

However, the more time passed, the more painful droplets gradually oozed from Fu Yunge's forehead.

"Uh......"

After sitting for a long time, Fu Yunge's body was slightly crooked.

He gradually felt that the power of the body in his body seemed a little strange......

With the help of Xue Yundan, the power of Tai Sui, which was not dispersed, had gradually disappeared. However, as more and more power filled the sea of qi, a faint pain followed.

It seems that the entangled hemp rope, even if Fu Yunge tries to resolve it, it is difficult to succeed.

Having mastered the method of melting the golden juice, although Fu Yunge didn't know much about the current situation, he was still determined to give it a try.

Gradually, a little bit of golden juice came out of the blood veins around the dantian, sending a little divine sense to Fu Yunge, and deeply probing the situation in the sea of qi.

Unexpectedly, the moment he sensed the abnormality, a violent burning sensation suddenly appeared in his brain.

Caught off guard, Fu Yunge's internal organs were viscous and nauseated, his throat was hot and a fishy smell rushed up, and then a stream of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Fu Yunge's mind was dizzy, but he vaguely remembered the vision he had detected in his sea of qi.

It was a rising flame, violently intertwined with the slowly sinking snow cover. At this moment, the two have stretched out thousands of tentacles, intertwined in one place, and contend with each other.

At the same time, the initial heat has faded. This was followed by a line of ice that slowly froze up along the central meridian.

Fu Yunge felt that the Yuan Gong in his body was slowly frozen, but there was no beating heat flowing under his blood. The two forces were-for-tat in his body, and in an instant, Fu Yunge seemed to be in the Nine Heavens of Ice and Fire.

From his skin, white vapor continued to emerge. He began to tremble violently and had a splitting headache!

It was no longer possible to support the posture of sitting cross-legged, and Fu Yunge fell on his back. The breath of ice and fire flourished from this, trying to win the dominance of this body!

"This is a ......" Fu Yunge gritted his teeth and struggled, desperately striving for a trace of sober sanity, mobilizing Yuan Gong to suppress it strongly.

His sense of touch was almost completely paralyzed. His left and right hands seemed to be wrenched against the abyssal wall of ice and fire, and if he was not careful, he would fall into bottomless darkness and pain.

The fire breath from Suzaku Tai Sui, and the ice and snow qi of Xue Yundan, a little careless negligence, actually caused the most unexpected variable at the last moment.

The power of Tai Sui in his body, mixed with Yuan Gong, is like boiling soup. Fu Yunge couldn't help but hear the sound of "snorting" in his body, which was the result of the forcible evaporation of the ice and fire qi in his body.

"Uh...... Uhhh ”

With a roar of pain, Fu Yunge bit his tongue, and the severe pain made him regain a trace of consciousness again.

With a mouth full of blood, he was like a bloodthirsty demon in the darkness at the moment. However, it was the blood that flowed out that relieved some of the accumulated pain in his head, and instead made him feel a burst of relief.

The opportunity must not be lost, Fu Yunge has a certain mind in his mind, there is no other way, and he immediately lucked his fingertips, "clicked" twice, and cut his two arms. Suddenly, blood gushed down his arm, staining the neat sheets red.

The blood loss at this moment is tantamount to self-purging Yuan Gong. But that's all he can do.

With the loss of blood, the original manic pain in the body gradually recovered.

Although he was still in pain, compared to just now, Fu Yunge was much happier at the moment. It's like a person who has been immersed in deep water and finally emerges from under the water, and even breathing is extremely pleasant.

However, Fu Yunge understands that this is still a palliative rather than a cure. He had already figured out the source of these two true qis, and although he couldn't think of a solution for the time being, he should be able to suppress them temporarily.

As the blood drained, Fu Yunge suddenly felt powerless. He hurriedly sealed the acupuncture points quickly, accelerated the convergence of true qi, and the blood slowly stopped.

There was a cold blood stain under his body, Fu Yunge suppressed the discomfort in his heart, and once again gathered yuan in his chest, trying to suppress this power for the time being.