The wind is like a knife, and the snow is like a canopy.

Heaven and earth are all white.

The snow is full of swords and bows, and the armor is distinct.

The cavalry brigade was silent and marched deep in the snowfield.

No matter how heavy the wind and snow were, it didn't mess up the formation.

Suddenly, the old man in the front wearing a black robe and a bone ornament on his head raised his hand.

The whole team immediately turned from movement to quiet, and slowly stopped on the side of a stone hill.

"If you go south, you will reach the territory of the Great Zhou."

The old man glanced back, and his gaze fell on the face of the cavalry leader behind him, "Bing Lie and I will continue to go south into Qizhou, you don't need to continue to follow, just go to the city near the border pass and take a turn."

As I said before, make the momentum bigger, but don't have any entanglement with the garrison of the Great Perimeter, just let them feel like the army is overwhelmed. ”

"The last will obey."

Venerable Wind climbed to the top of a stone slope and watched the cavalry disappear into the depths of the vast snowstorm.

Bingwu followed behind, standing on two raised bluestones with Venerable Feng, one on the left and one on the right.

He changed into a white robe, which was a little less cold and more gentle than when he was covered with silver armor.

"Will Bing Lie know why I was reluctant to go south to Great Zhou at first, but then I suddenly changed my mind?"

Venerable Wind raised his eyes and looked at the endless snowfield in front of him, and his expression gradually became gloomy and condensed.

Without waiting for Bing Wu to answer, he asked a second question, "Does General Bing Lie know the comparison between our Northern Wilderness and Great Zhou's combat power above the Martial Arts Grandmaster?" ”

Bing Wu thought about it and said slowly, "The Seven Sects of the Great Zhou Sect, Saint Master Luo is now in my Northern Wilderness, and if you exclude the Lingming Mountain Lord who is riddled with dark wounds, then there are only five Yang Great Sect Masters left.

In terms of the imperial court, the three old guys in the Four Elephant Hall of Tianji Mansion, as well as the one guarding the border of southern Xinjiang, even if they add the possible hidden great masters, what can be put on the surface is at most more than ten people. ”

Venerable Feng bowed slightly, "Although there is a slight error in the number of people that General Bing Lie said, it has nothing to do with the overall situation, so what about us?" ”

Bing Wu said without thinking this time, "The number of Yang Extreme Grandmasters, we are at least half more than them, and if you count the Yin Pole Grandmaster, it is definitely more than twice as much. ”

"yes, it looks like we're twice as much, if not more."

Venerable Wind sighed in a deep voice, "But looking at the whole situation now, although we have put on an aggressive oppressive posture to the south before, it is only true and false, false and real, to cover up the true intentions of the king. ”

Bing Wu narrowed her eyes violently, "Venerable Wind means that we are actually on the defensive?" ”

"On the defensive?"

"Bing Lie is too optimistic."

"If he was just on the defensive, the old man wouldn't have to be so nervous, and he even acted a little timid, and he didn't even want to avenge His Highness Huangchen."

Venerable Feng looked back to the north, a helpless smile on his face, "Bing Lie will have a pure mind and concentrate on martial arts cultivation wholeheartedly.

There is a concubine behind you to help you shelter from the wind and rain, so although you are a Golden Horde general, it is normal not to know some things.

For example, the martyr general didn't know that the golden tent was extremely empty now, and except for the old man, only the Mountain Venerable was left alone. ”

Bingwu was stunned for a moment, "The two high priests, the two Venerables of Lin Huo, the three spirit generals who are still above the fierce generals, the four great masters of the Esoteric Sect, etc., are they all gone?" ”

After a pause, he continued, "Does my sister know about this?" ”

"Concubine Han Niangniang may know a little, but she doesn't know the details inside, otherwise she shouldn't let the old man take you south to Qizhou to find Yuan Yi Ning Xuan's real trouble."

Venerable Wind shook his head and continued, "Just during this time, they have all secretly traveled north at the behest of the king.

Together with the selected teachers, they are ready to launch a higher-level Brahma Dajiao once again to deal with the threat posed by the Xuan Ice Sea.

You said that if the Great Zhou Imperial Court sect once again recruited masters to enter the Northern Wilderness at this time, what can we do to stop it? ”

Bing Wu took a deep breath of cold air, and then slowly exhaled, "The situation in the Xuan Ice Sea has actually been so bad? ”

"Yes, not only did Bing Lie General not think of it, but the old man also didn't think of it.

Even the royal lord and the high priest were the same, no one thought at the beginning that the situation in the Xuan Bing Sea would take a sharp turn for the worse and become so out of control. ”

When Venerable Feng said this, he let out another low sigh, "The cause of the past, the fruit of today, about the chaos of the Xuanbing Sea, it is still impossible to avoid the invincible Great Zhou Wu Emperor a hundred years ago. ”

"Back then, Emperor Wu broke through the golden tent at any cost and killed the only remaining trace of divine will of the Great Brahma Shengtian.

Regardless of his injuries, he continued to walk north, until he entered the sea of Xuan Ice with many Southern Xinjiang Grandmasters.

No one knows what he did in it or what he laid it out.

I only knew that when he reappeared, the whole person exuded a dead aura that no one could approach.

What's more, the Southern Xinjiang Grandmaster who was conquered is almost one in ten, and I don't know if he was killed by Emperor Wu himself in the Xuanbing Sea.

As a result, forty years ago we regained our vitality and intended to go south.

After a bloody battle with the Great Zhou warriors, although they had the upper hand as a whole, they had to retreat north in a hurry because of the sudden chaos in the Xuanbing Sea, giving up the advantageous situation that countless tribal warriors had exchanged for blood. ”

"What if we don't care about the Xuan Ice Sea?"

Bingwu frowned and pondered, and said slowly, "Under the leadership of the royal lord, we can go south before the start of this white plague, as long as we can occupy the rich land of the Great Zhou and use it to settle ......."

His voice gradually lowered, and in the end, he could only sigh helplessly, "Even if we can occupy the entire territory of Dazhou, if we lose the Northern Wilderness because of this, we will actually lose everything." ”

"Bing Lie is worthy of being the great grandmaster who has stepped into the anode, his mind is clear and thorough, and he quickly figured out the key to the problem."

Venerable Wind waved his hand to dust off the accumulated snowflakes on his clothes, and his tone sighed with emotion.

"Since the end of the Great War forty years ago, the previous king, the High Priest of the Golden Horde, and the Great Master of Esoteric Buddhism have been thinking about two questions together, but there is still no clear answer.

The first is what is the relationship between our Northern Wilderness warriors, and even the tribes of various races, and Brahma Spiritual Will.

The second is that if we abandon this bitter cold land and devote ourselves to the south, or even to the west, to open up new lands, and allow the Golden Horde to be occupied by other races, will Brahma's spiritual will continue to exist. ”

"Ice Spirit, if it were you to make the decision, how would you choose?"

Bing Wu was silent for a long time, and finally shook his head, "I don't know, let alone choose, even the two questions mentioned by Venerable Feng, I don't dare to think deeply about them for fear of offending the Great Brahma." ”

Venerable Feng exhaled a white breath and looked up at the gloomy sky, "The new king is very talented, and his cultivation is unfathomable, and he is even close to the level at which Emperor Wu of the Great Zhou stood at the beginning.

But even so, the king still didn't dare to gamble.

After all, the chips to be bet on are too heavy, and it is related to the life and death of the Northern Wilderness Tribes, and one step of loss may be a complete loss, and the pressure brought by this can be imagined. ”

Speaking of this, he turned his head and glanced at it, "Will General Bing Lie now know why I suddenly agreed to go south and bring a few thousand teams directly under the Golden Horde?" ”

Bing Wu lowered his eyes and said in a calm tone, "The art of war has clouds, virtual and real, real and virtual, Venerable This trip will bring oppression to Da Zhou, in order to make the other party unable to figure out our reality and eliminate the doubts they may have in the near future." ”

Venerable Wind nodded slowly, "If the rebellion in the Xuan Ice Sea has not been quelled, it will be impossible for us to hide from the south for a long time.

But if it can be delayed for a while, even if it is only for a few more days, it is good. ”

Bingwu fell into memories and was full of doubts, "This summer, I was on duty in the Xuanbing Sea, and I also had a confrontation with their martial artists.

I feel that its overall strength level is not stronger than our Northern Wilderness warriors, why did it suddenly become so powerful? ”

"What General Bing Lie has seen should only be the low-level cultivators of the Xuan Ice Sea, not the major cultivators who have gradually increased recently.

If you have dealt with their great cultivators, you will be able to experience for yourself that those people can corrupt and pollute the spiritual consciousness of Brahma.

This feeling is really terrifying, even the masters of all the sects are suffering unspeakably for it, not to mention the Xuangan martial artists below, who will fall into chaos that is difficult to get rid of after a long time.

That's why the king is so resolute and wants to knock them down into the abyss at any cost.

If they are allowed to leave the sea of ice and set foot in the Northern Wilderness, and then develop and grow, if the Great Brahma Heavenly Spiritual Will does not exist, then the end of our Northern Wilderness warriors will really come. ”

Venerable Feng slowly walked down the stone hill and continued to walk south, "The royal lord said not long ago that the stronger our Northern Wilderness warriors, the stronger the Brahma spiritual will be, and vice versa.

So compared to these Southern Barbarians of Da Zhou, the guys in Xuan Binghai are the real henchmen. ”

Bing Wu followed behind a few steps, thinking and saying slowly, "The Northern Wilderness has Brahma Spiritual Intent to favor sentient beings, but Great Zhou does not have a corresponding Zhou Heavenly Spiritual Intent Manifestation.

Therefore, as long as we can completely solve the Xuanbing Sea, even if the loss is great, it is acceptable, as long as we recuperate for a period of time, we can still have the upper hand in the face of Southern Zhou. ”

"Yes, sometimes I think that Emperor Wu of the Great Zhou Dynasty a hundred years ago may have seen this.

That's why after breaking through the golden tent and destroying Brahma's divine will, we continued to go north and entered the depths of the Xuanbing Sea, which planted such a big trouble for us.

Even if he was weakened and weakened soon after, he went mad and died. ”

"According to Venerable Feng's meaning, forty years ago, when the Golden Horde went south, there were many warriors and warriors who died in battle, so it led to the weakening of Brahma's spiritual will, which in turn caused the chaos of the Xuanbing Sea!?

Then, in the recent period, the masters of the Black Water Division, the Golden Dragon Division, the Esoteric Sect Mengyi, and the Flame General Chiyan have died for no reason, and more importantly, the death of Chen'er may also have a certain impact on Brahma's spiritual will! ”

Thinking of this, Bingwu subconsciously pressed the Jin Jian hidden in the clothes.

His mind was a little confused for a moment.

Even his state of mind has become unstable, and he has lost his previous clarity.

"Venerable Wind, please stay."

After walking a distance, Bingwu suddenly spoke, "I'll tell my sister when I go back, and she doesn't have to mention the matter of going to Qinglin Mountain." ”

"No, I must go to Qinglin Mountain."

Venerable Wind stopped, his expression calm and looking back.

"The old man's trip is not to fight Ning Xuanzhen to the death, but to see if the earth qi hidden at the bottom of Qinglin Mountain will be affected by the power of Xuanbing Sea.

From this, you can take a peek at the leopard and know the autumn in one leaf, and deduce what kind of game it will be if the blessed lands of the Great Zhou are bumpered into the cultivators of the Xuanbing Sea. ”

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"Wei Daozi, I have a lot of doubts in my heart, I don't know whether to talk about it or not."

At the foot of the Ice Spring Mountain, the deacon of the inner gate of the Wuji Palace looked back at the town, his expression and tone were a little hesitant.

"Deacon Zhao, but it's okay to talk about it."

Wei Tao stopped and looked up at the path into the mountain, a deep light flashed in his eyes from time to time.

"Then I'll be straight down."

Deacon Zhao organized his words, thought about it and said slowly, "After entering this town, I always felt that something seemed to be wrong, and when I looked carefully and thought about it, I couldn't find the problem.

And after staying for a long time, my mood seems to have become a little dusty, and I am no longer as clear as when I first came.

Daozi's cultivation realm is profound, and his vision is naturally wide, and he suddenly made a move to shock the audience just now, has he already found the reason? ”

"I haven't found a reason either."

Wei Tao withdrew his gaze and looked at the town below with Deacon Zhao.

After a long silence, he said slowly, "I only saw chaos, and the entire town adjacent to the blessed land, including the people in the town, was in indescribable chaos. ”

"Chaos?"

Deacon Zhao frowned, puzzled, "I think they are all normal, and they don't show signs of chaos." ”

"Deacon Zhao looks at their words and deeds, so naturally he won't find obvious abnormalities."

Wei Tao smiled, "I was the same as Deacon Zhao at first, but I vaguely felt that something was not right, but I couldn't find what the problem was.

It wasn't until I saw those blessed land stewards later, looked at the gods, burned the karmic fire, and oppressed them with my own martial arts true intentions, and explored and perceived them through various means, that I found some abnormalities. ”

Deacon Zhao asked, "What exactly is the abnormality that Daozi is referring to?" ”

Wei Tao didn't answer directly, but asked rhetorically, "Deacon Zhao, all of these stewards we have seen today have something to do with Wuji Palace, and most of them have practiced Liuyun Sanshou, what am I talking about or not?" ”

"What Daozi said is correct."

Deacon Zhao nodded, "Most of these stewards are drawn from various outer sects, so naturally they are involved in the cultivation of Liuyun Sanshou, and even Wuji Sanshou. ”

"That's right."

Wei Tao raised his hand and pointed to his eyebrows, "If it weren't for the fact that I had also practiced Liuyun Sanshou and comprehended the artistic conception of mist and clouds contained in it, I might not have been able to see the difference."

Especially the white deacon who guards Bingquan Mountain, as a martial artist in the Xuangan realm, he can already perceive and capture Xuannian and come into contact with the deeper artistic conception of the mist and flowing clouds, and it is from him that I finally determined the occurrence of the mutation. ”

"To put it simply, their spirits are a little abnormal, although they can't see any clues on the surface, but they feel like they are polluted by some kind of power, which makes the artistic conception of the Wuji Gong they practice extremely chaotic."

"Mutation!?"

Deacon Zhao's pupils contracted suddenly, his heart pounded, and he could barely stabilize his calm expression.

Different words, spoken from different peoples, have very different impacts.

It's like now.

If it was just an accompanying subordinate who told him that something strange had happened here.

Deacon Zhao was afraid that he would only smile slightly, and he would not take it too seriously.

thinks that the so-called mutation is at most a trivial matter that is not worth mentioning, and he doesn't even need to come forward in person, just call a few disciples to deal with it.

But......

Now it is Qinglin Mountain Wei Daozi standing here and saying these two words with his own mouth.

That's a big problem.

It is no exaggeration to describe it in one word.

This is a martial arts master whose strength level is comparable to that of a palace master, and Xing Daozi's eyes are full of stars.

Standing high on the pinnacle, overlooking the entire seven sects.

Therefore, a small trouble in Wei Daozi's eyes may be a big disaster when he comes here.

So now that even Wei Daozi has said the word mutation, doesn't it mean ......

Deacon Zhao thought about it for a while and finally found a suitable description.

Doesn't that mean that Ice Spring Mountain is going to collapse!?

He thought silently, and Wei Tao's gentle and calm voice sounded in his ears again.

"Brother Zhao should leave with the others now, it doesn't make much sense for you to stay here, on the contrary, there may be dangerous situations."

"Fortunately, Senior Sister Xing is lazy and leaves this matter to me to help take care of it, otherwise, even she may fall into chaos.

Although there will be no worries about his life, it will be very harmful to the subsequent martial arts practice, and it may even cut off the path to further progress. ”

Deacon Zhao suddenly came back to his senses and subconsciously asked, "What about Daozi, do you want to leave with us?" ”

"I'll wait a little longer, maybe I'll have to take a look at the Ice Fountain Mountain."

Wei Tao showed a smile on his face, and his eyes were as calm as a pool.

"I have felt the true meaning of many martial arts exercises, and I have seen the evil thoughts of Brahma, the weak water and dead qi, the spiritual intention of Luocha, the true spirit of people, and so on.

But this is the first time I have seen something like this, which is full of chaos and seems to be able to erode and pollute people's spirits, especially since it is still showing signs in the blessed land.

Therefore, it is necessary to explore a little bit, even if you can't find the root of the problem, at least you must understand a rough idea, so as not to encounter a rush next time and it is difficult to deal with it. ”

Deacon Zhao inhaled deeply, exhaled slowly, and listened like falling into a cloud.

More importantly, he looked into Wei Tao's eyes and inexplicably felt an irrepressible fear.

Those eyes that were like a secluded pool, although with a gentle smile, seemed to be filled with almost endless darkness and death.

Thinking about it further, it seemed to contain a vast dark void, and it was like a whirlpool leading to the unknown, trying to swallow and absorb his entire being.

"Understood, I'll pack up and leave."

Deacon Zhao lowered his gaze and did not dare to look at him.

Just cautiously said, "There is another question that needs to be asked of the Daozi." ”

Wei Tao slowly raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder, "Well, with the relationship of Senior Sister Xing, Brother Zhao doesn't have to be so polite in front of me, if there is any problem, just say it." ”

Deacon Zhao was immediately flattered, and subconsciously lowered his body slightly, finding a more suitable height distance to facilitate Wei Daozi's shooting more comfortably and smoothly.

Then he pondered the words and said, "The white deacon who is still in Bingquan Town, as well as those blessed land stewards, should Daozi take them away together?" ”

"No, just let them stay here so I can observe the rest of the changes."

When Wei Tao said this, he casually explained, "From the summons of Deacon Bai in Fudi, to Senior Sister Xing's receipt of the order, to me and Brother Zhao rushing here, a long time has passed.

Therefore, even if Brother Zhao takes them away again, it will be a little late, but it is better to survive in the chaos, and maybe it can solve the problem fundamentally. ”

Deacon Zhao didn't dare to say anything more, and immediately turned around and left.

Only Wei Tao was left standing at the foot of the Ice Spring Mountain, looking up at the snow-covered, mist-shrouded mountain, and did not move for a long time.

Little by little, time passed.

It was nearly dusk, and darkness was coming.

The mist grew thicker and thicker, even more condensed than the night.

Blocking the line of sight, and even obscuring perception.

"This fog is a little too thick."

"It feels a bit like the Cloud Mist Lock of the Dao Master, once you enter, you will be greatly affected by your perception, and you will even suppress your own martial arts true intent."

Wei Tao stretched out his hand and swiped it in front of him, feeling like he was rubbing against the white velvet that looked like substance.

No matter how much he gathers his eyesight, he can't see the scenery in the distance.

Even when the imperial envoy started the Divine Gaze Qi Technique, he could only perceive the surrounding range of a few zhang.

I don't know when, the mountain wind gradually rose.

The white mist also surged.

The sudden night wind was not small, but it did not blow away the fog, but made it thicker and thicker.

And as the wind gets stronger, there is also a faint fishy sweet smell mixed in, as if there is blood flowing around.

Silently, a layer of scarlet color was cast in the white mist.

Wei Tao turned around and left directly.

He did not enter Ice Spring Mountain at night, but returned to Ice Spring Town.

Night had fallen, and the town was shrouded in darkness.

The fog spreads here and becomes much lighter, not as vast as when entering the mountain.

Wei Tao walked slowly down the street, carefully observing the situation around him.

Icespring isn't that big, just two streets that crisscross it.

The composition of the inhabitants inside is also very simple, except for the steward sent by the Wuji Palace, the rest are some hired workers to work.

As for the evil martial artists mentioned in Deacon Bai's interrogation, they were nowhere to be seen from beginning to end.

The night was already a little late.

The rooms were lit up, and the light was projected through the cracks in the doors and windows, reflecting orange bands of different lengths and thicknesses outside, cutting the modest streets into strange shapes.

From time to time, there was a sound of talking, and there was even some kind of suppressed, intermittent sound in between, which suddenly added a bit of fresh popularity to the town.

Wei Tao also doesn't know how long this popularity can last.

Just like the seemingly ordinary Ice Fountain Town, beneath the calm surface, there is already a turbulent undercurrent, which will suddenly erupt at some point, engulfing everything and burying it.

Wei Tao stopped in front of Deacon Bai's residence.

There was a soft click.

The lock was directly broken, and he went straight to the main house as if he was returning to his own home.

"Daozi has returned from Ice Spring Mountain?"

There was no light in the room, and Butler Bai sat still in the darkness and greeted Wei Tao, who pushed the door in.

"I'm back."

Wei Tao bowed slightly, and sat down on another chair casually, "Deacon Bai said some time ago that an evil martial artist appeared nearby, I need to learn more about the situation." ”

"I don't remember exactly what it was."

Deacon Bai lit the candle standing on the table, sighed and said, "I don't know why, I've always felt tired lately, and my memory is not very good."

Even when I practiced every day, I would practice Wuji Sanshou, which I had memorized by heart, and I would lose the original meaning of the exercises. ”

Wei Tao nodded, and then asked, "Other blessed land stewards also have the same problem as the white deacon?" ”

"Also, when did the White Deacon discover that something was wrong, and what changes did occur at that time?"

"I don't even know that."

Deacon Bai sighed lowly, "I can't even figure out my own affairs, and I'm not in the mood to ......."

He didn't finish his sentence before he was interrupted by Wei Tao's direct remarks.

"This matter is more important, and it is better for the white deacon to recall it carefully."

Deacon White raised his head and shuddered.

I don't know why, looking at that gentle and smiling face, listening to the gentle and calm voice, he can barely control his emotions, and even his heartstrings almost snap directly.

Although the person on the other side was smiling gently and speaking in a flat tone, he was constantly exuding an extremely terrifying pressure.

And it's the kind of tremendous pressure that acts on the spirit and directly triggers delusions.

Before you know it, everything changes.

In the eyes of the White Deacon, all that remained was a surging darkness and the scarlet flames that crept from the depths of the darkness.

"That Evil Warrior ......"

"Just a few months ago, a strange-looking woman came here.

Her skin was so white that it was almost transparent, and her eyes weren't black like us, but blue like seawater. ”

Wei Tao's eyes flashed, and he asked with some surprise, "What color is her hair, brown or blonde?" ”

"She has no hair, not even eyebrows."

"Because Ice Spring Town originally existed because of the ice spring in the mountain, there have always been few outsiders in and out, so after she came to the town, our disciple on duty that day stepped forward to stop and inquire about the situation, but before she could get close, she disappeared.

From then on, starting from the ice fountain spring, the mist spread little by little.

After that, we went into the mountains to get water and plant medicinal fields, and the mountain road that we could walk with our eyes closed began to appear similar to a ghost hitting the wall, and we felt that we had walked a long way, but in fact, we were only in a small area. ”

Deacon White muttered to himself, unaware that red blood was flowing outward from the seven orifices.

Wei Tao frowned slightly, and turned his head to look outside.

A faint white mist seeped in through the cracks in the doors and windows, and soon filled the room.

In the room, the candles were still burning quietly.

From time to time, the flames suddenly flickered, and the light pierced through the white mist and hit the various furniture furnishings, causing the shadows behind to distort and change.

The fog is getting thicker.

The candle flame is also beating faster and faster.

Even the shadows reflected become more and more distorted and crazy, like a shadow puppet show that gets out of control during the performance.

Until a soft pop.

The candle flame was quietly extinguished, and the entire hall suddenly returned to calm.

Tick.

A drop of blood fell from the corner of the deacon's lips, and then quickly turned into a stream of blood.

He began to gasp for breath.

Swallow more and more white mist.

After a few moments, the white deacon quieted down, folded his hands on his lap, and looked ahead without squinting.

The body is straight, like a javelin.

Wei Tao was expressionless and waited quietly.

A whining sound came from outside the house.

It seems to be windy outside.

In a short period of time, the wind became stronger and stronger.

The branches of the trees were blowing and swaying, and there was a muffled sound in between, which sounded like the crash of the courtyard door between opening and closing.

"The fog may be real, but the rest of the rumors are fake."

"With my current cultivation realm, it can still affect my mind, and it is even eroding the true intent of the martial arts I have condensed."

"If it was in the past, the sea of flowers in the mountains and the white bone altar should have appeared, but I don't know if Luo Cha's spiritual intent can resist the invasion of this white mist."

Wei Tao thought a little distractedly, and his hands knotted the Flame Lotus Seal.

There was a soft pop.

It was as if the wick burst between his fingers.

At the same time, like the sound of the wind crying ghosts, the ghost shadows reflected on the window, and various other abnormal noises suddenly decreased and became lighter.

But this was only for a short time, and all the visions returned, even more chaotic and manic than before.

"The Karmic Fire Red Lotus is still slightly useful, but the level of my cultivation is too low to have a better effect."

"These mist have been trying to erode my martial true intent, and there seems to be no better way to block it than to use the Yuan Fetus to unify it.

If it continues like this, it may not take too long, and the true intent of the martial arts I have condensed will be ruined and chaotic by this kind of thing, and it will no longer be as transparent and clear as it once was. ”

"Even I am like this, and the white deacon who is still at the level of Xuan Sense must be more affected.

If even the mystical thoughts captured by perception are changed, not only will the sympathy between heaven and man be hopeless, but it may also detonate all kinds of delusions and disturb people's spirits into chaos. ”

"If it's an anode grandmaster who is virtual and solid, can the condensed martial arts true intent resist the pollution and erosion of these white mist?"

"Last question, how did these white mist appear, and what is the connection with the hairless weird woman that White Deacon just mentioned."

Wei Tao fell into thought, and let the white mist envelop him.

Except for the Flame Lotus Seal just now, there was no other reaction.

Little by little, time passed.

Even he couldn't withstand the erosion and influence of the fog.

Quietly, the Flame Lotus Seal turned into the Yuan Fetal Fist Seal.

There was a soft thump.

Swing away from Wei Tao's clenched fist.

"Mixed Yuan Wuji, Yuan Fetus ......"

He was about to clench his fists and take the true intent of martial arts to himself, but at the last moment he stopped without warning.

"The Dao Master's Cloud Mist Lock is also a display of his martial arts artistic conception."

"So, what if the white fog was the same thing?"

"No, the white mist in front of me gives me a feeling that is more similar to Brahma's spiritual intent and weak water dead qi, but it has a little more pervasive and eroding and polluting ability."

"In that case, there is another way to try."

Wei Tao opened his eyes suddenly, and countless scarlet filaments poked out from his fingertips.

Divide into different directions and meander through the vast mist.

Silk can carry the spiritual consciousness of mysteries.

Therefore, if the white mist is also some form of spiritual will, it is possible to drive the mysterious silk to capture its perception and really peel back the cocoon and study it carefully.

It is even possible to incorporate this spiritual intent into the body through the Void Xuanwu Devouring and Absorbing True Intent, so that the blood network can taste what it tastes like.

Wei Tao was full of anticipation and carefully probed the perception.

Ignoring the fact that the white mist has always had an impact on itself.

He wasn't flustered at all.

After all, with the "Yuan Fetus Returning to One" foundation that was born from the Mixed Yuan Hammer and the Void Xuanwu, when it really can't bear it, directly incorporating all the true intent of martial arts into the body can solve the problem.

It's just that in this way, it is not possible to perceive and capture the true intent of martial arts in more detail through the influence of pollution and erosion as it is now.

"This white mist really seems to be some kind of alternative spiritual will."

"Interesting, compared to other martial arts true intentions, the Brahma spiritual intent corresponding to the Vajra secret method and the speech spirit method has been affected the most, as if it has been specifically targeted."

"Therefore, if this thing appears in the Northern Wilderness, those great and small masters are afraid that they will be so anxious that they will have to exterminate it at any cost."

Wei Tao exhaled lightly, and was about to release more tricks, but his gaze suddenly froze.

At this moment, all the white fog quietly receded.

Soon disappeared without a trace.

There was also a woman's voice full of surprise and anger, which suddenly sounded from the depths of the darkness outside.

"These scarlet threads, they seem to be mysterious silks?"

"It's actually a mysterious silk with a devouring artistic conception, isn't this thing already extinct!?"

As soon as the voice sounded, it quickly faded away, and in an instant it was already looming, disappearing into the vast night.

Wei Tao was stunned.

The corners of his eyes and mouth twitched slightly.

The body was also trembling uncontrollably.

"I haven't succeeded in perceiving and capturing yet, and she's about to run?"

"This person is so small, she can only take advantage of it, but she doesn't want to pay at all, where in the world is there such a Pixiu truth that only enters but can't leave!?"

"I don't think she wants to live anymore!"

The next moment, Wei Tao's heart exploded like a barrel of explosives.

Uncontrollable nameless anger burned.

Even the scarlet filaments that dotted the room and around the room were dancing wildly, twisting violently.

Bang!!!

A large hole was opened in the hall of the White Deacon's main house.

Bricks, stones, and earth flew wildly, and another figure sprang out of it like lightning, pursuing the direction in which the sound had disappeared.

Seeing the bald head hurrying away in the dark, it was as if he had been starved for ten days and ten nights, and suddenly found a peeled boiled egg.

He couldn't wait.

It's too late to even walk through the door.

Of course, it was too late to push open the courtyard door, and he didn't even have time to do it over the wall, so he directly blasted and penetrated all the obstacles in front of him, and the whole person pulled out the remnants of the Dao Dao and chased after him.

The mud and snow exploded everywhere they passed, and the smoke and dust flew up, leaving a long earth dragon behind them.

Towards the dark depths of the Ice Fountain Mountain.

(End of chapter)