As long as her life is at stake, Murong Shuang has always acted quickly, throwing off her face and returning to the sect, after some groveling and chanting, Su Hongye really relieved her and forgave her.

In order to gain the trust of the Ten Thousand Beginnings Sect faster, Murong Shuang, with Yuan Mo's acquiescence, confessed to the sect that he had been controlled by the ice field and had unconsciously entered the temple. As soon as this information was reported, Murong Shuang's status immediately rose.

It turned out that as the behavior of the headless monk became more and more arrogant, the high-level of the Xiuzhen Alliance also began to attack the Ice Plains Temple, but because there was hardly anyone in the entire Xiuzhen world who had entered the temple alive, although the first batch of infiltration lists had been determined a long time ago, the team was unable to set off.

The appearance of Murong Shuang can be described as drowsiness and pillows, and a few days later, he was temporarily incorporated into the team as a guide.

Jiang Luo also joined the team to go to the ice field, Feng Luo, who was worried about his master, asked to accompany him, and at the same time, Su Hongye, who had rekindled his trust in Murong Shuang but was worried that this Nizi would make another mistake.

The group had their own hearts and minds, and drove to the ice field.

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A few years ago, the heavens and the earth cracked, so that the 10,000-year-old ice field completely cut off contact with the cultivation realm, and since then, except for the silent and gloomy figures of the headless monks, there is no trace of the activities of the cultivation realm.

Led by Xian Shuangzi, the chief of the Great Power Wuwei Sword Sect of the Transformation Stage, more than 20 Yuan Babies and Jindan Stage masters formed an unprecedented luxury team and entered the ice field.

However, even if the team is strong enough to easily wipe out a small independent kingdom, after stepping into the ice field, they can still feel the arrogance and monstrous hatred that almost pierces the heavens and the earth when they look at the roots of the ice and snow flowers that are as hot as red-hot iron that fill their vision.

"What we are about to face may be a scene that the entire cultivation realm cannot predict. ”

Looking at the depressed and strange scene, Xian Shuangzi let out a sigh, as a master of the cultivation realm, his cultivation was close to following his words, and any word would cause the earth to shake. But today, standing on the periphery of the ice field, he had been so shocked by the powerful fluctuations that emanated from the deepest part of the ice field that suppressed all the Dao in the world, and he didn't dare to raise his voice.

Is there really a living person in the temple?

Looking in all directions, a strange feeling surged through his heart.

It was full of rough and sharp rhizomes of ice and snow flowers, and it was extremely desolate and desolate, but he felt inexplicably familiar. It seems that these things have all been seen before, in the deepest recesses of memory.

Could it be that I have a relationship with the ice field?

Recalling the vague words spoken by Madame Relic when she insisted that he go into the ice field for an expedition, he felt more confused than ever.

......

Because it was a strange place where unexpected situations could happen at any time, according to the plan of the Xiuzhen Alliance, after they had advanced two-thirds of the way along the map, Xian Shuangzi motioned for everyone to stop.

He divided the team into five detachments, each with at least one Yuan Ying and Jin Dan, and each team kept in touch with each other. In this way, if a team encounters an ambush by the headless monk, they can also warn each other so that the whole army will not be wiped out.

No one objected to this decision to destroy their own prestige by raising the morale of others, and there was weirdness oozing everywhere here, and even those who had unscrupulous cultivation in the cultivation realm were left to be cautious and cautious.

Murong Shuang and Su Hongye were both assigned to the generals, which was proposed by Su Hongye on his own initiative, and it also implied the meaning of giving face to Wan Shizong. In case it turns out that Murong Shuang is still secretly colluding with the Ice Field, Wan Shizong can clean up the portal quietly and not lose face in front of his fellow Daoists.

The general accepted the kindness.

After parting ways, the group walked through a withered forest of shriveled ice and snow flowers, and appeared in front of them a real ice and snow kingdom.

Thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow drifting, although the world is big, but the rest is reckless.

But in the vastness, there is a blind spot in the divine consciousness that blocks all divine consciousness visits, and that place is where the temple is located.

There have always been few records of the temple in the Xiuzhen Realm, only that it is an ancient and mysterious building, and the temple existed before the appearance of the headless monk, and it is said that the treasures and exercises hidden in it are superior to the North Ice Palace in terms of quantity and quality.

However, these can only be legends, since more than 9,000 years ago, this place has been occupied by headless monks and has become a forbidden place.

No one knew what would happen to non-headless monks when they entered the temple, because none of the cultivators who entered the temple came out again, or their bodies died, or their divine consciousness disappeared, as if they had never existed.

Seeing that the temple was close at hand, the general also stopped.

He glanced at Murong Shuang with a smile.

Feeling his divine sense shake over his body, Murong Shuang couldn't help but tremble.

She had actually never entered the temple, and with her shallow cultivation, she was not worthy of entering this Ice Plain Holy Land.

But in order to ensure that the plan went smoothly, Yuan Mo had given her some things in the temple beforehand, which finally came in handy at this moment.

“...... My cultivation is low, and every time I enter the temple, I can't preserve my memories. But when I followed the Yuanmo Divine Monarch, I had met the people in the temple, and I knew how to disguise myself as a headless monk. ”

Disguised as a headless monk?

That's a good idea.

The biggest taboo of the Headless Monk is to be seen under the hood, so there is no need to worry about being discovered, but the world of the Headless Monk has its own set of identity identification methods, whether it is their mana fluctuations or the cloak of the body, they are attached to the aura that cannot be forged.

"Do you know how to forge the headless monk's cloak and aura?" Feng Luo knew that it was difficult and asked the Acting Master.

Murong Shuang hurriedly invited Gong and said, "I have several cloak for the headless monk here, all of which were given to me by Yuanmo Shenjun. Although the temple is monolithic on the outside, in fact, there is also a tilt on the inside, and it has been a long time since the god monarch and the headless monk looked at each other unpleasantly. As for mana fluctuations...... Shenjun told me that after putting on the cloak, as long as you hold back your mana, you can naturally become one with the aura of the cloak. ”

She speaks the truth, but the general listens to it with suspicion.

Seeing this, Murong Shuang took the cloak out of the carry-on space ring - the ring was also given to her by Yuan Mo.

One, two, three, four, and five cloaks shook off from the carry-on space ring, and the gray-brown appearance was not particularly visible, Su Hongye took the lead in picking up one and put it on, and suddenly, her aura and mana fluctuations seemed to be swallowed, and even the generals couldn't feel her existence.

After a while, Su Hongye took off his cloak and said with palpitations: "This cloak is so powerful, just wearing it on my body for a while, I have a strange feeling that my divine consciousness is about to be inhaled and melted." ”

Hearing this, the general nodded.

"Sure enough, as recorded in the history books, the cloak of the headless monk absorbs all thoughts and takes away all fear. ”

"Master, this cloak is so evil, we are still-" Feng Luo reminded vigilantly.

The general said: "It's okay, after you put on the cloak, remember to silently purify your heart and be dust-free, and every time you perform the exercises, you can keep your consciousness clear for an hour." But never more than an hour, because ...... This cloak is really evil, and I don't know what will happen!"

"Yes!" Feng Luo said nervously, ordering Murong Shuang to be the first to put on the cloak.

Murong Shuang knew that they didn't believe in themselves and didn't dare to complain, so she wrapped her cloak aggrievedly and stepped aside.

Still unable to look at it, he took an innocent pill and handed it to Murong Shuang: "Your cultivation is too low, eat it." ”

"Master Xie Taizu. Murong Shuang said aggrievedly and took the pill.

She has an extreme temperament, she will repay her eyes, and ordinary trivial things will give birth to the idea of killing, after this time, she hates Su Hongye and Fengluo even more in her heart.

Seeing that the disciples had already changed into the cloak of the headless monk, she also picked one and put it on, and at the same time did not forget to superimpose a little magic spell to make the body outline look tall and like an adult man.

After dressing up like this, the group officially entered the temple under the leadership of Murong Shuang.

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Eight hundred miles from the temple, on a quiet hill, a silver-haired man was lying by the lotus pond and resting.

I don't know how many ups and downs there are in the world, but his eyes are always so compassionate and indifferent, as if anything that happens has nothing to do with him.

At his wrist, a small silver-white snake was crawling playfully, its scales as clean as glass, and its eyes were so pure that they were reminiscent of gold.

Suddenly, the little snake raised its head, and half of its body straightened out of nervousness.

Hiss~

Serpent shrugged rapidly, creating terrifying ripples that nearly cracked the air.

Infected by its nervousness, the originally calm and peaceful lotus pond rippled, and a drop of ice quickly condensed on the huge lotus petal, and smashed into the man's nose with a whoosh.

"Huh?"

The sudden cold interrupted the silver-haired man's good dreams inexplicably, he opened his eyes, and saw that the little snake was inexplicably nervous, so he stretched out his hand to comfort him. The little snake was soothed by him, and its scales gradually loosened and fit its body, but the tension in its eyes always lingered.

"Why are you so scared?" the man asked carefully, his voice as soft as a goose feather brushing the tip of his heart, causing a different kind of ripple.

The little snake didn't have the leisure to feel his tenderness, it rustled and shook the snake letter and shook the snake's tail, and the silver-haired man listened carefully, and his originally peaceful eyes gradually flowed out of bitterness.

"What's so painful?" he sighed in a low voice, "to do it knowing you can't do it is just stupidity, not bravery. ”

Yet even so, the silver-haired man stood up and looked at the temple in the distance, which was almost one with heaven and earth.

In the next moment, a ripple flickered, and the small hill was already empty, the lotus pond was nowhere to be seen, and the silver-haired man in white was also nowhere to be seen.

Just a few moments after he left, a dark figure stepped out of the twisted air.

Reaching out and twisting a little air, he **** with his tongue, and after confirming that it was correct, he showed an intoxicated look.

"Rong Yi, you still can't watch them die after all, and you are destined to lose this game of chess with the Lord. ”

After saying that, another wave rose, and the pitch-black figure disappeared into the distorted air.