The scorching white light burst violently, the earth shook and the mountains shook, and the devastating power carried the dust in all directions.

The sorrowful cry of the snow phoenix passed through the never-ending wind and snow, resounding in the heavens and the earth, and the mourning was long gone.

The mournful sound seemed to sound in his ears, and even his soul seemed to be shaken, Xie Wanyou suddenly woke up from his dream and saw the red wooden roof above his head.

There was a warm touch on her wrist, and she turned her head slightly to see Sect Master Shen sitting on the edge of the bed, taking her pulse.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but there seems to be more gray hair in Shizun's hair.

The five senses paralyzed by lethargy gradually returned, and with the temperature on his wrist as a contrast, Xie Wanyou realized the extreme cold all over his body.

Her pale lips moved slightly, and she whispered, "Master, I'm cold ......."

When she said this, a few wisps of white mist also came out of her mouth, which was not the kind of white mist produced when she breathed in winter, but the embodiment of the cold.

Sect Master Shen looked at the appearance of the little apprentice, sighed softly, held her cold hand with his backhand, transferred the heat from his hand, and said in a slow voice: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, when the medicine works, it won't be cold." ”

Xie Bangyou felt that she was about to be frozen into an ice cube, she was trembling, her teeth were chattering, and even her head seemed to be frozen, and she couldn't turn around for a long time.

What medicine? Why did she take her medicine and was she sick?

Why did she lie in bed, and before she fell asleep, what happened?

Xie Wanyou couldn't remember anything, she felt a lot of headaches, her dantian was also very painful, and when she used the spiritual power in her body, even the meridians in her body began to ache faintly.

Xie Wanyou's head turned sluggishly, she couldn't figure out the reason, so she didn't want to, she just wanted to warm up her body now.

But when she turned her head to look again, she found that the hand that Sect Master Shen was holding her was already covered with a thin layer of frost.

Seeing that the frost still had a tendency to climb upward, Xie Wanyou couldn't care about anything else, and hurriedly withdrew his hand.

Sect Master Shen shattered the ice on his hand with spiritual power, and didn't say anything else, just touched her head, and there was an emotion in his eyes that Xie Wanyou couldn't understand.

At this time, the Hanging Daoist hurriedly ran forward and stuffed a soup woman for Xie Wanyou: "Use this Nuan Nuan first, your spiritual power is out of control now, and the ice aura is swimming all over your body, so it is so cold." ”

Tang Pozi burned a little red, but Xie Wanyou held it in her arms, only to feel a warmth that made her almost sigh.

She felt a familiar aura from this soup woman, and guessed that it was burned by Xiaobai or Feng Rantian with flames.

Drawing a trace of warmth from the soup woman, Xie Wanyou's head finally turned up: "Master...... How did I end up here? ”

When the Hanging Daoist heard this, his face was complicated: "You forgot, you were selected by the Frost Sword, but you couldn't control it, and after losing control, you went on a killing spree outside the Sword Pavilion, and almost cut that kid down...... I didn't really cut it, and I finally fainted. ”

Xie Wanyou hugged Tang Pozi tightly, listened to the words of the Hanging Daoist, and gradually recalled what happened before he fell into a coma.

She breathed slightly, and hurriedly asked, "He...... Is he okay? ”

"What could it be, just a little fur."

Xie Wanyou breathed a sigh of relief.

It's so dangerous, I almost hacked the child and his father to death.

The Hanging Daoist looked at her: "It's you, the thunder tribulation also came after the coma, a full seventy-seven forty-nine thunder tribulations, and it was also thanks to the powerful defensive magic weapon on your body that you didn't die under the thunder tribulation." ”

Xie Wanyou was even more confused: "Thunder Tribulation? Am I only in the middle of the primordial infancy, why did I reach the stage of transformation so quickly? ”

The Hanging Daoist laughed to death: "What about the transformation period?" Fool, you're in the merger period now! ”

Xie Wanyou's expression froze: "......"

You must know that after the merger period, it is the Mahayana period, the tribulation period, and then the ascension to immortality.

It would take ten, hundred, or even a thousand years for ordinary people to just ascend to a big realm, and she would follow as soon as she woke up

The Yuan Infant Stage jumped to the Merge Period, which was so outrageous that she suspected that it was a dream.

Xie Wanyou asked tremblingly, "Master, you didn't lie to me, did you?" ”

Hanging You Daodao: "You don't know if you feel it yourself, it's like a fake!" ”

Xie Bangyou felt it and found that he had indeed come together.

"...... okay."

Xie Wanyou still has a question: "Why did I rise so fast?" ”

This time, Sect Master Shen opened his mouth to explain: "As your natal sword, the Frost Whisk Sword complements you, and the moment you establish a natal contract with it, you can share the power it carries. ”

And the Frost Whisk Sword is a peerless artifact born thousands of years ago, with a wisp of phoenix spirit cast as a sword, and the power contained in it can be called terrifying.

Xie Bangyou absorbed its power with his human body, just like an ordinary balloon that was filled with too much gas, and once it couldn't bear it, it would be burst.

Sect Master Shen said: "You have carried too much power in a short period of time, and your dantian has also cracked a little because of this, but fortunately, you came to your senses in time, which interrupted the power transmission of the Frost Sword." ”

Xie Wan nodded in a trance, no wonder her dantian hurt, it turned out that it was broken.

Speaking of the Frost Sword, Xie Wanyou subconsciously turned his head to look in the room: "What about the Frost Sword?" ”

As her words fell, a snow-white sword appeared out of thin air and flew towards Xie Wanyou.

The Hanging Daoist hurriedly dodged away, and was relieved to see the Frost Whisk Sword stop in front of the bed.

Xie Bangyou stretched out his hand and slowly stroked the sword body of the frost sword, feeling the fateful connection between them again.

Xie Wanyou muttered: "Why did you choose me, do you know, you have caused me a big trouble." ”

The Frost Sword seemed to understand, hummed a few times, and then began to rampage through the room.

Good guy, this sword has a bad temper!

Xie Wanyou was shocked, and hurriedly asked the two masters to avoid it, trying to control his natal sword: "Come back!" ”

But the Frost Whisk Sword is an artifact after all, and it is not easy for Xie Bangyou to get rid of the control of the Frost Sword, and it is tantamount to an idiot's dream if she wants to control the Frost Whisk Sword for her use in a short period of time

Several recalls were failures, and Xie Wanyou finally calmed down the Frost Sword, not daring to let it go again, so he took Tang Pozi and tightly hugged the Frost Breeze Sword in his arms.

The Hanging Daoist came out again, and said helplessly when he saw this: "Bang You, you are too young, and it is normal that you can't control the Frost Sword, and the Buddha of the Ten Thousand Buddha Sect also said that you still need to cultivate feelings between you and the Frost Sword, so that you can establish a closer connection and make it completely useful to you." ”

Xie Wanyou nodded with difficulty, turned over, and simply pressed the constantly buzzing and vibrating Frost Whisk Sword underneath, and sighed with a big headache.

Probably because the medicine worked, the chill subsided a little, and gradually became bearable, Xie Wanyou moved his frozen hands and feet, propped up the bed, and sat up slowly.

The Frost Whisk Sword sat down underneath her, making a louder humming sound.

Xie Wanyou was not used to it because it was an artifact, and said sternly: "The sword should have the appearance of a sword, don't move!" ”

Controlled by the Frost Sword once, Xie Wanyou has been deeply aware that the Frost Sword is not an ordinary sword, once she makes a compromise with the Frost Sword and holds it for it, this sword is bound to gain inches, eat her step by step, and turn over to be the master.

Xie Bangyou would never allow this to happen.

Her attitude was resolute, and the Frost Sword seemed to sense her cold determination, and very reluctantly stopped humming.

Seeing this, the Hanging Daoist who was almost assassinated by the Frost Sword as an evil demon naturally felt very happy, and gloated: "Yes, it should be taught a lesson like this!" ”

Xie Wanyou let out a breath, his eyes wandered around the room, and he didn't see the cub's figure, and his eyes suddenly became a little more uneasy: "By the way, Master, where did Xiaobai go?" ”

Hanging You Dao said: "It's fine, it's been with the Xuanming Dao people, and it's on the way to come now." ”

"It's dangerous, so we didn't let it come." He paused, frowned, and said, "You don't know, when you were unconscious,

The ghost thing that assassinated you came in several waves, and the Sword Pavilion, the Ten Thousand Buddha Sect, and the Xuancang Sword Sect joined forces to block it for you, and the Frost Sword also spontaneously protected the master, which kept you safe. ”

The Hanging Daoist didn't know how many times he sighed today: "In this way, Shenqi is definitely in a hurry, otherwise he wouldn't have sent someone to kill you so blatantly, and now you have become a thorn in Shenqi's side, ......what should I do in the future?"

Xie Wan heard this, but smiled: "Aren't they unable to kill me?" ”

The Hangyou Daoist glared at her: "You unlucky child, when are you still laughing!" ”

Xie Wanyou shook his head, his eyes were clear: "Now the Sword Pavilion wants to protect me, the Ten Thousand Buddha Sect wants to protect me, and the Xuancang Sword Sect also wants to protect me, unless the Divine Revelation breaks the jar, it will not be able to kill me for a while and a half." ”

The Hanging Daoist wondered, "So what? They can't kill you today, so they will continue to kill tomorrow, what is there to be happy about. ”

Xie Wanyou asked, "Master, think about it, what is more beneficial to them than to go to great lengths to kill me?" ”

"You wait, I want to think about it," the Hanging Daoist was a little dizzy, "You have confused Shizun, the Frost Sword completely restrained those monsters, isn't it the best for them to kill you?" ”

"No, that's not right," Xie Wanyou showed a smile and looked out the window: "I'm dead, but the frost sword won't disappear, maybe I can find the next sword master, so, the best way, of course, is-"

Sect Master Shen also seemed to understand, and opened his mouth with a deep groan, and then her words said: "Pretend to win you over, use your strength, solve the great trouble of the Demon Venerable, squeeze out your value, and then wait for you to lose both, and then make a profit." ”

Xie Bangyou: "Well, that's right. ”

The Hangyou Daoist was mad: "Why are your heads spinning so fast!" I'm not convinced! ”

Xie Wanyou and Sect Master Shen both looked at him helplessly, and Xie Wanyou soothed: "Master, if you want to open up, at least you are still very good at acting, and there is a natural beauty that is naturally carved and decorated." ”

Wanderer: "...... Is this a compliment? ”

While the three of them were talking, the door was opened, and a crowd poured in.

Xie Zhuoxing flew to the front, saw that Xie Bangyou was awake, breathed a sigh of relief, and happily threw himself into Xie Wangyou's arms: "Mother! ”

Xie Wanyou touched the snow-white soft fur on its body, picked it up and sucked it up: "Little baby, I miss my mother." ”

Followed by Xie Zhuoxing was the Xuancang Sword Sect and his party, followed by the two Sword Pavilion elders, and the Buddha in a golden robe fell last.

The Hanging Daoist asked Xuan Hengzi: "Everything outside has been solved?" ”

Xuan Hengzi replied with some confusion: "Originally, there were many more, but suddenly they all retreated. ”

One of the Sword Pavilion elders stepped forward a few steps, as if looking for something everywhere: "The Frost Whisk Sword just came in, why don't you see the Frost Whisk Sword?" ”

Xie Wan humorously lifted the corner of the quilt: "It is disobedient and is pressed under me." ”

Sword Pavilion Elder: "......"

Buddha: "......"

Xuancang Sword Sect and his party: "......"

It took a long time for the Sword Pavilion elder to reluctantly squeeze out his voice: "After all, the Frost Whisking Sword is an artifact, Sword Master, isn't it too ...... for you to do this?"

Xie Wanyou didn't show any shame on his face: "Elder, I don't want to be like this either, it's strange that I can't control the Frost Whisk Sword now, as soon as I let go of it, it will fly around and hurt people, or Elder will give me a way so that I can control the Frost Whisk Sword immediately?" ”

The Sword Pavilion Elder shut up.

If he had a way to control the Frost Sword, the Sword Pavilion wouldn't have sealed the Frost Sword for so many years......

The Sword Pavilion Elder was speechless, and Xie Wanyou began to observe the others present.

There was a white-haired person standing at the back, Xie Wanyou didn't see it clearly, and subconsciously thought it was Feng Randay, but after a closer look, he found that it was the Buddha.

Feng Ran didn't come.

Xie Wanyou remembered the sword he cut off him, pursed his lips, and secretly thought, if he shaved a little hair, should he be angry?

But after thinking about it, Feng Rantian is a real Demon Venerable, and the demonic energy on his body is more real than real gold, and as soon as he comes, he will definitely be frosted

The sword attacks spontaneously.

Coupled with the fact that so many people were present, there were many people, and it was indeed inconvenient for Feng Rantian to come forward.

Thinking about this, Xie Wanyou didn't dwell too much.

The people of the Xuancang Sword Sect simply came to visit her, while the Sword Pavilion Elder and the Buddha had something to discuss with Xie Wanyou, who was the sword master.

The stakes were very high, except for the Sword Pavilion Elder and the Buddha, everyone else withdrew.

Xie Zhuoxing squatted in Xie Wanyou's arms and raised his little head: "Is Xiaobai going too?" ”

Xie Wanyou stroked its little head and looked at the Sword Pavilion Elder inquiringly.

The Sword Pavilion Elder nodded solemnly: "The next thing is really not good for anyone other than us to listen. ”

Xie Zhuoxing licked Xie Wanyou's cold fingers, and flew out of her arms sensibly: "That Xiaobai is waiting for his mother outside~"

Xie Wanyu watched the cub out of the door, then looked at the elder of the Sword Pavilion and the Buddha, and had a faint premonition in his heart about what they were going to say, and curled the corners of his lips slightly: "Two elders, Buddha, please speak." ”

A Sword Pavilion elder stepped forward and said solemnly to Xie Wanyou, "Sword Master, you should have already felt the negative impact of the Frost Breeze Sword on you. ”

The smile on the corner of Xie Wanyou's lips faded.

"Those who are not gods will pay a huge price for using artifacts."

The Elder of the Sword Pavilion sighed, "If you want to pick up the Frost Sword, you have to pay that price, are you willing?" ”

"If you don't want to, there's still a chance to turn back."

Xie Wanyou took out the Frost Sword, slowly stroked its blade, and lowered his eyes silently.

After a moment, she smiled suddenly: "No, I don't have a chance to turn back." ”：，，