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There was not even the slightest sound, the silence around was suffocating, even the sound of the wind became a luxury, there was no wind in the ice cave, the wind was frozen to death, turning into a trace of white smoke. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Everything indicates the extraordinaryness of this ice cave, especially the woman, she is alive, her living body seems to be just a light sleep, Han Chuang even felt that when they judged her, she frowned slightly.

Maybe it was a delusion, but Han Chuang preferred to trust his own perception, and he felt that it must be an undetectable action, the same as how a normal human reacts when they hear unfavorable statements about themselves.

That's not something to look forward to.

"It's day or night. Nie Qingqing suddenly asked, she didn't know why she asked this question, probably to speak, to prove that she was still alive.

"During the day. Han Chuang wasn't sure.

Linglong Pagoda seems to have its own time guidelines, the passage of time in the outside world has nothing to do with here, it is day or night at the moment, who can know?

"Don't worry. Han Chuang added.

"What are you doing? Suddenly, he cried out.

"I want to go down and have a look. ”

"Go down?" Han Chuang shook his head, "It's dangerous." ”

Nie Qingqing smiled and said, "How can there be danger?"

It's just a piece of water, and there is an isolated island of an ice cave in the middle of the lake, or the ice coffin that was answered, who cares about this?

Han Chuang pondered for a moment and said, "There is something wrong with this lake. ”

Nie Qingqing looked at the turquoise lake and bowed his head silently.

Han Chuang said: "Think about it, you and I can't support such a low temperature, why is there no freezing on the surface of this lake?" He had heard that the freezing point of the sea was lower, but it would never be so low.

"Then what should I do? Just standing like this?" Nie Qingqing said, "I'm almost freezing." She folded her hands around her shoulders and her expression froze.

The astonishing cold made it difficult for her to make more complex expressions, as if every fiber of her face was on the verge of freezing.

What else could she say? Shout, or move her hands and feet, or warm her body? Or imagine that there was an old stove in front of her, and it was burning.

It's just a lie, even children won't believe it, they are in a strange ice cave, the temperature in the ice cave is surprisingly low, and there is a woman frozen in the ice, no one knows whether she is dead or alive, and she can only be speculated by her clothes that she is an ethnic minority girl in the southwest thousands of years ago.

Han Chuang picked up the torch from before, made a silent gesture to Nie Qingqing, and then threw the torch down. The torch plummeted down at a free-fall speed, and the moment it touched the surface of the lake, a layer of white frost condensed on the surface.

Halfway into the lake, the frost completely condensed into ice crystals, which looked crystal clear from a distance, and the next moment, the torches were completely submerged in the water, without any splash, and even the ripples seemed to be a luxury.

Calm, the lake is calm excessively.

Han Chuang frowned and said to Nie Qingqing, "There is really something wrong with this lake fruit. ”

"yes, I didn't expect that. Nie Qingqing said with palpitations, "Then what should we do now?"

Han Chuang walked to the edge of the ice slope and raised his right hand slightly, as if measuring the width of the lake to the central Iceland, Nie Qingqing held back a little voice from her throat, and stood behind Han Chuang without moving, her face full of worry.

After a while, Han Chuang spoke: "I'm afraid it's difficult for my light skills to cross to Iceland on the other side without touching the surface of the lake, what about you?"

"You can't, and neither can I. Nie Qingqing replied.

After about half a minute of silence, she added, "We can try to learn how to cross the river with a reed." "There is also a monk in the Shenzhou continent who called Bodhidharma, who was born in Beihai Zen Monastery, and was alone like the Central Plains a hundred years ago, and once showed the stunt of crossing the river with a reed when crossing the river.

It is said to be a stunt, but if you understand the truth, it is not difficult to imitate, it is nothing more than putting a floating object under your feet and urging it with true qi.

Although Han Chuang and Nie Qingqing did not have the skills of Dharma to cross the river, if it was just a lake, they would not have any worries.

This was a solution, but Han Chuang vetoed it if he wanted to.

"No way, as you saw just now, the sticks were placed on the surface of the lake, and they froze instantly, and immediately sank down, and there could be no support on the surface of the lake.

"What then?"

Han Chuang didn't speak, his right hand held his chin, as if he was thinking.

Since you can't cross the river with a reed, what about borrowing power from the air? This is another method, you can send a stepping thing into the air with true qi, and then float yourself into the air, and when you want to fall, you can step on this floating thing and rise again.

Han Chuang told Nie Qingqing about his idea, but it attracted Nie Qingqing's opposition: "No, I will never agree, it's too dangerous." ”

That's right, this method works in theory, but in practice, the user's skill requirements are urgent, not only the light work and body method should be good, the internal strength must be deep enough, and even the eyesight, hands and feet must be meticulous, but whenever there is a little mistake, people can not borrow force in mid-air.

It's not that Nie Qingqing hasn't played this kind of game before, and the success rate is often only thirty percent, even if Han Chuang's strength is above her, according to her estimates, the probability of success is not high.

Han Chuang smiled, stretched out his hand to caress Nie Qingqing's long hair, and said softly, "Don't worry, I know it in my heart." ”

"I don't believe it, you're clearly just trying. ”

"I'm going to try anyway, if not, I'm going to die here.

Han Chuang smiled slightly, turned his head and went to the entrance of the cave to find a straight branch. Not big, not too small, the weight is just easy to throw, and you can enjoy a certain amount of air buoyancy.

The buoyancy of air is insignificant, but in scenarios that require precise calculations, you have to take it into account, even with the help of the power of air.

Han Chuang walked to the ice slope, took a deep breath, and was about to throw the branch, when Nie Qingqing suddenly spoke: "Tell me honestly, what are the chances of success?"

Han Chuang didn't look back, only his voice came: "Half and half." ”

"Is it only half?" Nie Qingqing frowned.

Han Chuang smiled and said, "Half a chance is enough, do your best and hand over the result to God." ”

"Who is God?"

"A man who can do anything. ”

Han Chuang shook his head and stared at the woman who was frozen in the middle of the lake. He stared at her intently, his instinct telling him that the woman was not dead, not only was she not dead, she knew everything, her eyelashes were moving, and the corners of her mouth seemed to be slightly hooked.

She was laughing, sarcastic and cold.

That's impossible!

Han Chuang shook his head, threw this unrealistic delusion out of his mind, and when he looked at the woman again, she really didn't move, she was still lying quietly as before, no matter her movements, expressions, and demeanor were the same.

"Delusion. Han Chuang muttered to himself.

He quickly adjusted his mind, the woman was like this, it was not what he should be thinking about at the moment, what he should be thinking about was how to control the force of throwing the branches.

If the force is light, the branches will fall in advance, and the force will be heavy, and the distance will be too far, so he must accurately measure the arc of his jump and the parabola of the branch, and accurately control the speed difference between the two, so that the two parabolas can be staggered in the air at the right time.

It's a technical job, and I can't rush it.

After a few minutes or so, he seemed to finish his measurements, smiled slightly, and threw the branch out.

The kinetic energy thrown, the lateral resistance of the air, the longitudinal buoyancy of the air, the gravitational force, different forces act together on a small branch, making it form a beautiful arc in the air.

Just as Han Chuang hoped, it climbed along the established trajectory at an initial speed that was neither fast nor slow.

Han Chuang didn't jump out immediately. He himself was destined to miss the best opportunity if he had picked it out at this time, and he restrained the impulse in his heart, and his eyes never took off the swirling branches.

He was waiting, waiting for the perfect moment.

It's like rehearsing thousands of movements, the key is the timing and speed of the jump, Nie Qingqing's heart has already risen to her throat, her right hand covers her mouth, forcing herself to silence, she is afraid that the uncontrollable scream will affect Han Chuang's calculations and movements.

The thrilling moment finally came, without any warning and preparation, Han Chuang jumped out like an arrow and melted into the wind.

Nie Qingqing closed her eyes, no matter success or failure, whether she lived or died, she only needed to know the last result, as for the process, she couldn't bear the torment of waiting for the process to end.

Han Chuang's posture in the air was not beautiful, and even a little clumsy, but anyone who is familiar with the history of martial arts should understand that at the beginning of the establishment of martial arts, all moves were extremely ugly. Of course, the moves learned from the beasts of the mountains are naturally lacking in beauty, but ugliness is also effective.

Han Chuang came first and caught up with the branches, at this moment the branches had begun to fall, and his body had just reached the highest point, just like the previous calculation, the old force had been lost, and the new force had not been born, but he was not panicked, and even had a light smile on his face, he knew what he was doing, knew how difficult it was, and knew that the most difficult place had passed.

At such a close distance, he could already judge the trajectory of success. He naturally lowered his bent legs and let them dot lightly on the branches.

Longitudinal Lifting!

A special exercise of the Qingzhu Sect, as a kind of body method, there is nothing special about it, it can only be raised out of thin air, it is the most useless body method, if it is not for Han Chuang's ability to enter the subtleties, he can learn everything quickly, and he will not be bored enough to learn this body method.

However, at this moment, this seemingly useless body has become a life-saving weapon, and he only needs a little bit of strength to lift it up, as if he is stepping on it.

One breath, maybe only half a breath, Han Chuang landed steadily on Iceland, and when he heard a "click", a long crack appeared on the ice under his feet.

Han Chuang was shocked in his heart, and hurriedly turned back, and his whole person was like a dancing girl who was dancing in a whirlwind, out of danger at the last moment when the ice shattered.

"Ahh

Nie Qingqing was still covering his eyes on the other side, Han Chuang couldn't help but smile when he saw it, and shouted, "Open your eyes, Qingqing, I'm here." ”

Nie Qingqing opened his eyes, and Han Chuang, who he really saw, stood firmly on Iceland, and couldn't help but frown and smile.

"I knew you were going to make it. ”

"But you stopped me just now. ”

"That's worry, worry, you know?"

Han Chuang smiled and shook his head, reasoning with women is the most meaningless thing, they will always find countless reasons to refute you from the cracks in the stones, and finally make you speechless.

"Come here, I'll pick you up here. Han Chuang said.

The next thing is simple, Nie Qingqing jumped lightly, Han Chuang came here, hugged her in mid-air, and at the same time her body swirled and landed steadily on Iceland.

The whole process is completed within two breaths, and the movements are swift and dashing.

"How's it going? Han Chuang glanced at Nie Qingqing in his arms and asked.

"It's fine. ”

"Then let's go see this woman. ”

Nie Qingqing nodded.

The two of them walked up to the woman and looked at her face carefully: her face was covered with a layer of frost, not counting the queen, but her long hair and beauty were pale, and her cheeks were not frozen, still as white as jade.

Suddenly, her eyelashes moved, a very slight movement, but she was still seen by Han Chuang.

"Do you see?" he asked, with a sigh of relief.

"See. Nie Qingqing replied.

"She's moving. ”

"She's still alive. Han Chuang said with certainty that just now, he saw the girl's eyelashes move, as if she was saying something to him.

"What now?"

Nie Qingqing looked a little nervous, it is not difficult to imagine that a woman from a thousand years ago was frozen in an ice cave, and she was still alive, and anyone who encountered it couldn't help but feel creepy.

In comparison, Han Chuang is much calmer, he knows that low temperatures can delay the flow of life, which has been confirmed in the earth in the previous life, some climbers who encountered avalanches, after being buried for decades, still remain in their original state, and can even be resurrected.

Low temperature does not necessarily destroy cell activity, only slows down metabolism, a person in a low temperature state, as long as the cell does not break due to the change in the state of the cell fluid, even if it is not a problem to survive for decades.

But-

This is thousands of years, and the power of low temperature is obviously not enough for a woman to survive for thousands of years, so what kind of power is it?

He didn't know, and he couldn't guess.

"Why don't we dig her out. Nie Qingqing said, "Since she is still alive, she must not want to continue to be sealed in the iceberg." ”

Han Chuang seemed a little hesitant, it was not a simple matter to unseal a woman who had been frozen, not only would it take a lot of true qi, but also he would have to take huge risks, no one knew who this woman was, whether she was a good person or a bad person? No one knew.

"Why don't you ask your father?" Han Chuang said.

"It's fine. ”

Han Chuang connected with the unmonk, and the familiar voice of the little monk came: "I guess, what happened again?"

"There's a very weird thing. Han Chuang said, "Can a person live for a thousand years?"

"Perhaps," said the monk, "I haven't seen it." After a while, he added: "Our Beihai Zen Monastery pays attention to cultivating the afterlife, paying attention to the afterlife, and it is rumored that cultivating the Venerable Ten Hours will be able to achieve the Great Dao, but as far as I know, no one can transcend, and the monk does not have a special pursuit of longevity, but the Taoists pursue immortality, but there is no such thing as being able to live for a thousand years." ”

"At least I haven't heard of it. He added.

Han Chuang was about to continue asking, but he heard Nie Delusion's voice sound: "I've heard an example of immortality. ”

"Is this really the case?" the monk obviously did not believe.

"It's true. Nie Yuxin replied, "It is said that this is a thousand years ago, and it is rumored that there is a snow girl in the southwest section of the snow mountain, who cultivates a wonderful exercise, feeds on the cold qi of heaven and earth, and can not grow old and die for hundreds of years, but it is only a rumor, and it is seen in the strange books such as "Duan Xue's Strange Chronicles", and it is not clearly written into the official history. ”

The monk smiled and said: "You old Nie, what you said is not true, how can anyone be immortal for a hundred years, presumably the snow girl in the snow mountain is just made up by people, and there is no such person." ”

"That's not necessarily, don't you know the saying that there is no wind and no waves?" Nie said unhappily, "But all myths and legends can find a certain basis in reality, even if they may not be true, it is difficult to say that they are all false, how can there be rootless water in this world, and how can there be rootless legends." ”

"It can't be. ”

"Nothing is impossible. ”

Seeing that the two were showing signs of quarreling, Han Chuang had to interrupt them with words: "I didn't believe in any legends of immortality before, but now-" He glanced at Nie Qingqing, gritted his teeth, and continued: "But now the facts are in front of me. ”

"What?"

"What do you mean?"

Don't be a monk and Nie delusional in the same voice.

"In the depths of the ice cave, we found a woman from a thousand years ago, and she may still be alive. ”

For the next period of time, Han Chuang described in plain language what he and Nie Qingqing had just experienced and seen, focusing on their speculations and the characteristics of this woman's appearance.

He could clearly feel that when he spoke, the surprise of the monk and Nie Delusion could be described as shock, so that when he finished speaking, both of them fell silent.

After a long while, the monk was the first to speak: "Are you sure she is a woman from a thousand years ago?"

"Look at the way you dress, it should be correct. Han Chuang replied.

Don't be a monk and say: "Clothes and dresses can be disguised, and what you meet may not be a thousand years ago."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Nie Yuxin: "Han Chuang, you said that this woman's neckline has a pattern that resembles a reptilian snake?"

Han Chuang didn't know why Nie Yuxin suddenly asked this question, but he still answered truthfully: "That's right, there is indeed a pattern, we guess it is the totem of a certain ethnic minority in the southwest." ”

Nie Yuxin pondered for a moment and said, "Now you see if there is a tattoo of the same pattern on the back of that woman's right hand." ”

Han Chuang walked closer, looked down, and couldn't help frowning.

She couldn't see that she had folded her hands on her chest, and her left hand was covering the back of her right hand. ”

"Wait!" Han Chuang was saying this, and he actually found that there was indeed a pattern on the woman's exposed right hand and arm, but it was not clear what the specific pattern was.

He informed Nie Yuxin of this, and Nie Yuxin immediately sighed and said, "That's right, it must be like this." ”

"What is it?" Han Chuang asked.

Nie Yuxin sighed and replied, "If I guessed correctly, this woman who was frozen in ice is the Snow Maiden herself." ”