The two and the beast walked out of the village and came to a world of snow. A dark hole stood, and the sound of water droplets came from the hole. There was a bronze mirror hanging from the entrance of the cave, and when Lu Sheng stepped forward to check, he clearly felt the fluctuations in the air flow around him, and the pressure in the shape of the mountain came from his shoulders first.

The space instantly became extremely heavy, and his mystical power could not be exerted.

"Is it confinement?"

Ying'er also felt the changes around Lu Sheng behind her, and she was smart enough to break through the mystery of the bronze mirror.

"Brother Mao, cultivators who have been imprisoned can't use their Xuan power, and if they make a rash move, they will be counterattacked. ”

Hearing this, Lu Sheng put away his Xuan Li and entered the cave.

When he entered, his first feeling was that this place was like a big ice cellar, because he couldn't use his mystical power to protect his body, even if he was wearing violet yarn, he was not afraid of cold and heat, but Lu Sheng was still frozen and his hair stood on end. Ying'er herself is a spirit body, so she is naturally not afraid of cold and heat.

Walking through a long ice cellar, Ying'er let out a coquettish cry.

"Brother Mao, look at that!"

In the direction of Ying'er's finger lay a crystal coffin, and the people lying inside were still intact.

"Is this a tomb? I don't know what kind of experience the owner of the tomb had? I can't even bury myself after death. ”

Ying'er said.

"I think someone wants to remember her in this way......

The owner of the tomb was dressed in a red dress, with a delicate flower embroidered on the collar of the shirt, which resembled a wedding dress, and she had a beautiful face, and a red drop mark was drawn with cinnabar on the center of her eyebrows.

Ying'er leaned closer and looked at her, she seemed to see the past and present life of this master, and sighed regretfully.

"That person must have loved her so much that he didn't want her to be buried in the ground. ”

Lu Sheng said incomprehensibly on the side.

"What is the truth of this? Falling leaves return to their roots, and entering the soil for peace is the way of natural reincarnation. ”

After speaking, his eyes fell on the upper left corner of the crystal coffin, where a line of characters was engraved, and when Lu Sheng looked closely, he found that its font was very similar to hieroglyphs, and there were also hieroglyphs in Fengshenxing? It's a pity that he is not a scholar, and he usually has no chance to study hieroglyphs.

Lu Sheng's right hand naturally touched the stubble on his face, which represented that he was seriously recalling the hieroglyphs he had come into contact with before and comparing them one by one.

After a while, he came up with a word, and that word is you.

"Hiss......"

Lu Sheng gasped, his brows furrowed, his head was about to be knotted, Ying'er came to him at this time and asked.

"Brother Mao, what are you looking at?"

"This ......"

Lu Sheng pointed to the rows of hieroglyphs and said.

"Ying'er, do you know these words?"

Ying'er looked at those words, and her initial exploratory gaze gradually turned into shock and fear.

Lu Sheng saw such a rich expression on Ying'er's face and asked.

"What are you talking about?"

Ying'er grabbed Lu Sheng's arm and pulled it to the door of the cave, saying as she pulled it.

"Brother Mao, let's go quickly, this place is not suitable for a long time. ”

Lu Sheng didn't know what Ying'er had seen, but with Ying'er's panicked expression, he could guess that it must not be a good thing.

Just as the two of them walked to the door of the cave, the door was suddenly sealed by ice, and the sound of ice cracking came from behind the two of them.

Lu Sheng turned around and saw that the crystal coffin had completely cracked, and the red-clothed corpse was filled with scarlet blood, and the aura of scarlet blood was getting stronger and stronger, and Lu Sheng once again sensed that the cinnabar sword seemed to be breaking through the air.

I saw that the blood condensed into a bead above the corpse's chest, and this bead sank into the corpse's chest. Bursting with corpse gas.

"Be careful!"

Lu Sheng protected Ying'er behind him, and this violet yarn also had the advantage of being able to resist some damage.

The corpse's qi dissipated, and the red-clothed corpse also woke up.

"Ying'er, what do those words say?" Lu Sheng asked.

Ying'er hid behind Lu Sheng and whispered.

"It records the life of the Xinghai Immortals. She used to be a master of the Great Sect Perfection Realm, and she was only one step away from becoming an immortal, but she was later taken away by the person she loved. ”

"Takeaway?"

As soon as Lu Sheng's words fell, the Xinghai Immortal had already come to them, she was a cold Immortal, and there was no trace of emotion on her face.

The Xinghai Immortal stared at them for a long time and walked straight to the entrance of the cave.

She blew on the fairy breath, and the prohibition under the bronze mirror cloth was broken, and the Xinghai Immortal glanced at Lu Sheng and the others with the corner of his eye, and said lightly.

"What are you still doing?"

The Xinghai Immortal left the cave, and Ying'er asked Lu Shengdao.

"Brother Mao, what should we do now?"

"Let's take a look first, I don't think she's an unreasonable person. ”

Lu Sheng led Ying'er to follow, and the Xinghai Immortal walked in the snow, and the afterglow of dusk shone on her body, giving her originally cold body a trace of warmth.

The Xinghai Immortal said to Lu Sheng who came over.

"Do you know the origin of the cinnabar sword?"

Lu Sheng chuckled in his heart, could it be that the Xinghai Immortal had already seen that he had the Cinnabar Sword?

He shook his head, as for Lu Sheng's unknown reason, the Xinghai Immortal seemed to have expected it a long time ago.

"The cinnabar sword is like a god, if you knew its origin, you wouldn't want to be so embarrassed now. ”

The Xinghai Immortal's right hand waved in front of Lu Sheng's eyes, and a bloody sword shadow, the cinnabar sword had been firmly held in her hand at some point.

"Senior ......"

The Xinghai Immortal swung his sword forward, and a cross sword qi burst out, stirring up thousands of snowflakes on the ground, and suddenly returned to the wrist, the sword qi quickly retracted, and the whole process flowed smoothly, and the cinnabar sword returned to its true nature in the hands of the Xinghai Immortal, and one blow could swing the strongest power of this sword.

She looked at the cinnabar sword and said.

"The sword is still the same good sword as it was, but ...... people"

She subconsciously glanced at Lu Sheng.

"That's it. ”

After saying that, he threw the cinnabar sword to Lu Sheng, who hurriedly raised his hands to take it, and suddenly found that the cinnabar sword had become a little heavier again.

"Senior?" Lu Sheng asked.

"Seniors have used cinnabar swords?"

Xinghai Immortal said.

"The cinnabar sword was my sword! After I was taken away, the whereabouts of the cinnabar sword are unknown. ”

Speaking of this, the Xinghai Immortal paused, looked at Lu Sheng and said.

"I don't think you're interested in hearing this......"

The Xinghai Immortal left on her own, leaving only her footprints after walking in the snow.

Ying'er looked at her far away back and whispered to Lu Sheng.

"Brother Mao, she's so weird......"

Lu Sheng didn't think so, he thought that the Xinghai Immortals must have an amazing past.

Covered with snow, the earth is wrapped in a layer of beautiful silver, the top of the snow-capped mountain, a touch of red shadow makes people yearn for it, and the Xinghai Immortals sit there and look at a crescent moon in the sky, as if they are reminiscing about the past.

Under the snowy mountain, Lu Sheng and Ying'er sat on the spot around a pile of firewood, and after a long night of waiting, Ying'er gradually fell asleep and entered a sweet dream.