After walking around the same place for a few laps, Feng Ruo finally had to give up the collection of the suspected ancient ice pith under his feet, this kind of thing was still undemanding, it could not be obtained by just relying on brute force, and he was also worried that excessive destruction would make the owner of the Xuan Bing River angry, although he didn't know if the owner of the Xuan Bing River had noticed him.

Desperate for this ancient ice marrow, Feng Ruo looked around, no matter what, he still had to find a way to get out of here, it was impossible to fly out with purple fire wings, so he could only find another way out.

There are not too many fancy here, the steep rock walls formed by the white ice stand like a giant, although there is no outside world here, but it is not dark at all, the faint silver light emitted by the ice shines very softly on everything, and there is no shadow left in any corner.

Although there are no living creatures in sight, there is no strange atmosphere here, and the entire ice abyss feels very peaceful.

Feng Ruo was not used to it at first, because he couldn't fly here, he could only move forward step by step, and with each step, there would be a beautiful timbre of different weights and different degrees in the ice under his feet, whether it was a tight walk or a slow walk, in short, it would definitely not be messy, even if it was a casual walk, the timbre could automatically form a beautiful tune.

Therefore, the surprise in Feng Ruo's heart can be imagined, if this is really the legendary ancient ice marrow, it will be fine, but if this is made by the master of the Xuan Bing River, it will be extraordinary.

Slowly moving forward aimlessly along the abyss, in fact, there was no way to confirm the goal of the advance, because Feng Ruo was very unfamiliar with everything here, so what choice did he have but to move forward?

The scope of this ice abyss is extremely large, and the terrain is also extremely complex, after Feng Ruo walked for a while, he suddenly heard a 'rustling' sound in front of him, which was very regular. He was stunned for a moment, but then he realized that this voice was not the sound of snow plowing.

After a slight hesitation, Feng Ruo still walked forward, no matter what. The snow-sweeping man in front must be the master of this Xuan Binghe. He is here, and he can't hide from it.

Bypassing a rock wall, walking over an extremely intricately carved ice bridge, Feng Ruo appeared in front of him. It is a relatively spacious, gourd-shaped ice valley, and in this ice valley there are two very simple wooden houses, broken and leaky, and before these two wooden houses. An old man with snow-white eyebrows and beard is sweeping around the ground with a bare broom, looking at his posture, he is completely sweeping the snow, but the question is, how can there ever be a little snowflake here?

Feng Ruo stood on the ice bridge in some surprise and watched for a long time, but the old man ignored him, and just swept from one end of the ice valley to the other with a broom, and then from the other to this end. It never stops!

Blinking vigorously, Feng Ruo felt that there was something wrong with this old man, but who made him an uninvited guest, so he still gave a very respectful salute and said to the old man: "Senior Feng Ruo." I've seen my seniors, because I'm lost, so I took the liberty to bother, and I asked my seniors to guide me through the maze!"

Feng Ruo's very polite words were good for a long time. The old man was still plowing the snow on his own and ignored him. No way, he said it again more politely.

It's just that the old man didn't seem to notice Feng Ruo at all, just continued to sweep the snow, Feng Ruo looked left and right, and couldn't find the clue, he waited on the ice bridge for more than a dozen hours, the old man who swept the snow still didn't stop, even the movements were exactly the same, it seemed that he didn't know how long he had been sweeping, and he had to sweep it for a long time.

Feng Ruo secretly complained in his heart, he couldn't see the depth of the old man's cultivation, and he didn't dare to make a mistake, let alone make other moves, but it was not a way to spend so much, so he took advantage of the old man's snow sweeping to the other end of the ice valley, walked across the ice bridge, and came to the two dilapidated wooden houses, where he knew at a glance that the two wooden houses had been built for a long time, and there was no one living in them.

Walking around the two wooden houses, Feng Ruo found a path cut out behind the wooden houses, which happened to pass through the ice valley.

Feng Ruo's heart moved, thinking that this might be the way out of this place, so he cautiously walked up this path, and after walking for a while, this path suddenly became steep, which was normal, because after all, this was a valley surrounded by rock walls on three sides.

It can be seen that this path is very difficult to excavate, almost equivalent to digging on a vertical rock wall, if you can't fly, so it is also quite laborious, after spending a lot of effort, he finally followed this path cut into the rock wall to a platform, just when he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, the whole person was stunned, because he suddenly found that there was a gourd-shaped valley in front of him, and an ice bridge, two dilapidated wooden houses, and an old man who was constantly clearing the snow, everything was exactly the same！

"Shhh

Feng Ruo gasped, he asked himself if what he saw just now was not an illusion of nothingness, and what he saw now was not an illusion, so what was going on?

At this time, he didn't bother to say hello to the old man who was sweeping the snow, and hurried to the back of the two wooden houses, and sure enough, he found a path to climb the rock wall, and he climbed up the path again, and after boarding a platform, he actually returned to the gourd-shaped valley!

At this time, Feng Ruo remained calm, and immediately returned along the trail, he had climbed the rock wall twice before, but this time he went down again and found that he couldn't find the entrance to enter the gourd ice valley, because after walking through the ice bridge, it was a rock wall, and climbing down the rock wall path was the gourd valley, and out of the gourd valley was the ice bridge, and then it was the rock wall path, which was a dead knot at all!

If he can't find the key point here, he may only be able to climb up and down here for the rest of his life, just like the old man who plows the snow!

At this time, Feng Ruo finally understood why the old man who swept the snow was so weird, it turned out that he was not the owner of this Xuan Binghe, but was trapped here like himself, but he needed to keep climbing up and down, and he kept sweeping the snow that didn't exist!

"Wait, there's non-existent snow?"

Feng Ruo didn't continue to look for a way out, but returned to the gourd valley and watched the old man keep sweeping around.