Aunt Yun continued: "Although the 'Blood of the Ice Phoenix' is a treasure, it is a poison for ordinary people, and the blood seals the throat. Mo Tong has a special system, and he is still alive and well after taking the 'Blood of the Ice Phoenix'. It seems that she is the chosen one and has a relationship with Bingfeng. There are two sides to everything, and the 'Blood of the Ice Phoenix' is also extremely domineering, it helps the person taking it to increase its internal strength, but it is also extremely tormenting, and the chill it emits makes the person who takes it unbearable. Some people find it difficult to endure the painful torture and seek relief by committing suicide in search of a way to be liberated. ”

"Then there is a solution to this cold poison?"

"There is a solution, and that is to cultivate the 'Ice Technique'! The cultivator forced the chill in his body into the palm of his hand, and turned his bare hands into ice. The cultivation of the 'Ice Technique' just brought the chill in the cultivator's body to the outside of the body, and also solved the problem of the cold poison torture brought by the 'Blood of the Ice Phoenix'. On the day of success, the cold poison will naturally dissipate.

Having said that, the cultivation of the 'Cold Ice Technique' is also extremely difficult, and nine times out of ten, cultivators will end up in failure. Presumably you also know Mo Tong's true identity, so I won't hide it from you. Cultivating the 'Cold Ice Technique' must be practiced from a young age, Mo Tong is already so old, and it is a bit too late to cultivate this trick again. Therefore, it can only be pulled out to grow, with the help of the 'blood of the ice phoenix'. At this time, Mo Tong suffered a little, in order to have a better future. Mo Tong, now she has almost no internal strength, once she comes out of the Phaseless God Sect, her life will be in danger at any time. ”

Aunt Yun's words woke up Feng Xueyi: "So, the sect master went around in such a big circle, just to help Mo Tong recover his internal strength?" ”

"Yes or no. When the sect master abolished Motong's internal strength, he was also carried away by hatred. The sect master and Nalan have a common enmity, so as soon as he saw Mo Tong, he vented all his hatred on her. After that, he calmly thought about it, Mo Tong was the daughter of his wife's own sister. I can't bear it...... The death penalty can be avoided, but the living sin cannot be escaped! This is the reason why the sect master imprisoned Mo Tong, but secretly helped Mo Tong to cultivate peerless martial arts. It's human beings, and there are always times when there are contradictions. ”

That's right, it's human, and there will always be times when you contradict yourself.

Feng Xueyi hated his biological parents for abandoning him, and hated why he was born in such an environment.

But Feng Xueyi's heart actually still wants to see his biological parents, and fantasizes that one day, he can also fulfill his filial piety under their knees.

"Aunt Yun rest assured, Xueyi will definitely hand over the bag to Mo Tong at the right time. But isn't Aunt Yun afraid that Xueyi will peek at the mantra in the bag? ”

Aunt Yun smiled, took a sip of tea, moistened her throat, what she said today, I am afraid that it is the sum of the words of the previous half a year, and said: "You Aunt Yun and I will not be wrong, Xueyi, you are indifferent, but you are a gentleman." Although I can't get used to Mr. Higashizawa's dedication to swordsmanship, I have to admit that he taught you well. ”

Dong Ze was beheaded, and he had no children and no daughters in his life, and he had long raised and taught Fengxueyi as his own son.

But what is not known is that the sword technique that stands alone in the world is still the first in Dongze's heart, followed by Fengxueyi.

Tozawa slashed, due to what happened when he was a child, it left an indelible impact on his body and mind.

As the saying goes: three years old is big, seven years old is old.

That's what it means.

Outside the house, Nalan Xin had been kneeling for more than an hour, her hands were tied behind her back, and the ropes on her hands were tied to the ropes on her feet.

The hands and feet cannot be moved, and the whole person's weight is concentrated on the knees.

Yesterday, Nalan Xin's knees were already red and swollen.

Although the maidservant took medicine for Nalan Xin's knees, she continued to kneel down today, and her injuries were even worse.

Nalan Xin felt as if something was oozing from her knees, followed by a burst of heart-piercing pain.

It should have been kneeling for a long time, and the skin above the knees was broken, and blood was oozing!

Nalan Xin's sweat had already wet her clothes, and the clothes were clinging to her body, so that she looked even thinner, like a paper man.

Since she was arrested, Nalan Xin has been very thin, and this time she is even more like a sick beauty.

The person in front of him is still continuing, tireless.

Although Fuqin Man is wearing the clothes of a family and his appearance is handsome, his appearance is still much inferior to Fengxue Yi.

The fingers of the fuqin man are slender and white, as beautiful as the hands of the wind and snow clothes, and the fingering is skillful when playing the qin, and it seems that he is definitely not the black-clothed messenger in the Wuxiang God Sect.

(The black-clothed messenger does all the work of licking blood on the tip of his tongue, how can he have this spare time to learn how to play the piano.) ）

Moreover, he has been playing the piano for so long, his breath is stable, and there is no panting, it can be concluded that this person's internal strength is profound, and his martial arts are several layers higher than that of ordinary black-clothed messengers.

His piano skills are comparable to those of the royal luthiers in the court, but the sound of the piano is just a noise for Nalan Xin, who is physically and mentally exhausted, and it is a sound that confuses people's minds, and the more he listens to it, the more annoying it becomes.

Nalan Xin raised his head with difficulty and looked at Feng Xueyi's residence, the door was still closed.

Because of the interference of the sound of the piano, Nalan Xin couldn't hear what the people in the room were talking about.

Aunt Yun has been chatting in the house for more than an hour, and she has no intention of coming out.

Could it be that even Aunt Yun couldn't convince Feng Xueyi when she came out?

Aunt Yun!

Aunt Yun, you should write it out quickly!

I can't hold it anymore!

After kneeling for two hours, Nalan Xin finally lost his strength and fainted again.

As she fell, a little dust rose from the ground around her.

There was a "bang" and the strings broke!

The Fuqin man slowly got up and came to Nalan Xin's side to inspect the situation.

He pinched Nalan Xin's people hard, but Nalan Xin didn't mean to be sober at all.

He probed Nalan Xin's pulse with his hand, and although her pulse was a little weak, she was not worried about her life.

His gaze caught a glimpse of blood oozing from Nalan Xin's knees, he sighed and said, "Senior brother, are you doing personnel?" Bully such a beautiful girl, be careful that you can't marry a wife in the future! ”

Nalan Xin's guess is right, the person who caress the qin is not the black-clothed envoy of the Wuxiang Divine Sect, but the junior brother of Fengxueyi, Tuba!

Today, Feng Xueyi invited his junior brother Tu Ba to come over and stroke the qin, in order to prevent Nalan Xin from hearing the conversation between him and Aunt Yun.

Also, since Feng Xueyi went out of the Burning Lake Courtyard once, he has never been out a second time.

There are still many things in his own sect, and they used to be personally inquired about by Feng Xueyi. He is not in the faction, so he can only entrust Tuba, a junior disciple, to take care of things on his behalf.

This time, Feng Xueyi called Tu Ba over to learn about the recent situation of his junior brother and sister, to see that he was not there, did they practice martial arts well?