Nothing was left except for a peculiar smell left in the scorching air, and some of the dirt on the ground was burned to crystals.

Gu worms, corpses, as if they had never appeared.

"Okay, come here, go, dust to dust, dust to dust!"

Wang Qian glanced at the seven "mud maids" who were imprisoned by his spell.

"The scenery in the mountains is good, let's take a good look."

After speaking, he disappeared in one step, leaving the seven people standing alone, the cold wind howling and blowing on their faces.

All of them were seriously injured, and although Song Chi had been fed a pill before, it was only enough to hang their lives.

If left unchecked, their lives are still in danger.

The old monk's eyes were calm, and he seemed to have seen through life and death.

The Haihui monk next to him had an anxious look on his face, he was worried about his master.

The other people also had their own thoughts, but they were all imprisoned in place by Wang Gan's magical powers, allowing the north wind to howl and blow coldly.

Thousands of miles away in the capital, somewhere above the attic.

Standing on a high place, you can see a waterhole, the waterhole has frozen, and there are a few willow trees, pines and cypresses next to the waterhole.

At the top of the attic, two old men in their sixties sat by the window, and in front of them was a table with a pot of tea and two cups steaming.

"Lao Liu, you don't have to take that risk, they went so many people and couldn't help him." An old man with a small head and a thin body said.

"I'm not out to fight, I'm not good at it, I don't just want to see that person." The tall, thin, gray-haired old man smiled.

"I once cast a spell for divination, and there was something on that person's body that covered the heavens and couldn't see through it."

"The fate of the human immortal is actually so easy to divination, don't worry, it should be fine, I also want to confirm whether that hexagram really should be on him." The old man turned his head to look out the window.

The ghost gate was reopened, the disaster caused Qizhou, the sun and the moon were dark, and the world was in chaos.

"I also wish what I saw was fake!" The old man said.

"Let Wushuang go with you, right?"

"I said, I'm not going to fight, don't be so nervous."

"When are you leaving?"

"I'll go tonight, and I'll go up the mountain tomorrow morning."

The two old men looked out at the somewhat gloomy sky.

When it was getting dark, snowflakes fell over the capital.

It also snowed in Qucheng, and it was heavier than in the capital.

The cold wind howled, and the snowflakes fell from the sky one after another.

Under "Shenzhi Mountain", those seven people have become snowmen.

One person, braving the wind and snow overnight, went up the mountain, came to the side of seven people, helped them sweep away the snow from their bodies, and then shouted at the mountain behind them.

"The First Evolution"

"Professor, I'll bring them some medicine."

Can!

After a while, a word came from the mountain, and it accurately drifted into Qi Chuanjia's ears.

"Professor Xie!"

He didn't want the seven of them to go out and have an accident. They also do not want the relationship between their special affairs bureau and Wang Gan to further stiffen and deteriorate.

Seeing that the snow was falling heavier and heavier, he was afraid that these seven people would not be able to hold on, so he rushed over.

After getting Wang Gan's permission, he hurriedly took out the pill and warm water and gave it to the seven people.

At this time, these seven people were already pale from the cold, and their breath was dying, if he didn't come, these seven people might not be able to survive this snowstorm.

"Thank you for your kindness, if you can pass this level, you will never shirk in the future!" Said the man with glasses.

"Hey!" Qi Chuanjia waved his hand.

"The one on the mountain didn't have the intention of killing, he just wanted to make you suffer a little, if he wanted to kill you, how could he keep you until now!"

After feeding the pills to these people, he looked up at the goose feather snow falling from the sky.

When he came, he specifically looked at the weather forecast, and there will be snow in Qucheng tonight and tomorrow, which means that this snow will fall all night.

"Can you hold on?"

"With this pill, you can't die."

Qi Chuanjia helped them block the wind and snow for a while under this mountain.

"It's time for you to go!" A voice came down from the mountain.

"Guys, I have to go, take care."

"Thank you."

Qi Chuanjia had no choice but to leave.

Sure enough, it snowed all night. By the early morning of the next day, all seven of them had become snowmen.

Qi Chuanjia came back early and brought them hot water and pills, and that's all he could do.

When it was almost ten o'clock in the morning, the snow in the sky was much smaller, and a tall and thin old man in a long robe and glasses came to the village, looking like a professor of Chinese studies.

He walked through the mountain village and came to the bottom of the mountain. I saw the seven people and tried them one by one.

"It's okay, they're all alive, and they can last a few days!"

"Director Liu, why are you here?" These people were very surprised when they saw the old man.

This lord who lives in the capital is a simple man, and he is rarely seen.

"Naturally, I will go up and meet that human immortal." Liu Wanlou pointed to the mountain.

"No, his cultivation is unfathomable, in case he ......," one person hurriedly said after hearing this.

"This matter itself is inseparable from me, and I should meet him."

After Liu Wanlou finished speaking, he went up the mountain, leaving a series of footprints on the snow.

As soon as you enter the "Shenzhi Mountain", the cold wind around you immediately disappears, and the mountains and forests are as warm as spring.

It's a snowy winter outside, but it's a warm spring here.

"Good magic circle, good cultivation!" The old man exclaimed.

He went up the mountain road and saw first the weasel and then the earth dog.

"Spirit beasts?"

"Liu Wanlou specially visited Daoyou."

"Rifle brought him in."

Tugou took Liu Wanlou into the magic circle, and saw Wang Qian sitting in a rocking chair in front of the hut.

"So young!" Liu Wanlou said with emotion in his heart.

"I heard that Director Liu is proficient in divination and prediction, and calculated that I am a demon who troubles the world?"

"That's not for me!" Liu Wanlou shook his head. "I'm just calculating that there may be a big temporary disaster in Qizhou."

"Am I the cause?"

"I don't know, so I'll take a look." Liu Wan Corridor.

When he saw Wang Gan, he had already used the secret method, wanting to see the life of the person in front of him, but when he saw it, it was brilliant and blurry.

"The life numbers of human immortals are really not so good-looking, and it is not possible to use secret methods in time!"

If you use that magic weapon, you may be able to see it, but it will definitely arouse the alarm of the other party.

"What do you see?" Wang Qian also sensed that Liu Wanlou should be using a special spell to probe himself.

"It's a blur, your cultivation is too high, and it's hard to clear the number of lives of people who are too high."

"What exactly did you see that made them so fanfare, or was it just a façade?"

"I don't see a big disaster in the near future, and the first place to start is Qizhou." Liu Wanlou said truthfully.

"The one who caused this disaster will be a person who is proficient in immortal writing."