But at the moment when Long Xueyue was completely desperate, the situation turned sharply again, and the Fatong monk who was about to seize Long Xueyue's virgin true yin suddenly felt a chill rising from the depths of his soul, this chill came from within, uncontrollable, silent, but cold to the heart.

It turned out that although the Fatong monk escaped from the scope of the "Frozen Ten Thousand Miles" in time, the talisman Buddha light had broken before that, and Long Xueyue finally comprehended it when he hated it, and continued to improve the power of the nine colds that were frozen for thousands of miles, and finally comprehended a little bit of the cold way, and it invaded the body of the Fatong monk through the cracks of the body protection Buddha light like the joyful Zen Dao, although it was extremely small, it penetrated deep into the heart and now finally came out.

"Amitabha! There is such a cold power between heaven and earth, I can't imagine that the female benefactor has also touched the threshold of the cold road! Admire! Admire! The poor monk thinks that his cultivation is profound, and he has already begun to rejoice in the Daomen, who knows that the most stubborn is still carried on the avenue of heaven and earth!" When the monk found that the aura in the meridians of his body began to freeze slowly, he suddenly realized that his immortal path was at the end of his life, and the limit was approaching.

But Long Xueyue suffered such humiliation, how could he be easily moved by a few words of repentance from the Fatong monk, a pair of beautiful eyes were extremely cold, and the corners of his mouth showed a cold smile: "God has eyes, I finally accepted you as a brute, I just hate that this moment is too late!"

Monk Fatong looked at Long Xueyue's face that suddenly became clear and cold, suddenly widened his eyes, and suddenly realized: "So that's the case! It turns out that the female donor has just comprehended the way of coldness! It turns out that hatred can be extreme in order to be extremely cold! The female benefactor can be fully enlightened at such a juncture, which is really gratifying, and I only hope that the donor can go to the end of the avenue! It's a pity, why don't the poor monks have such an opportunity and can't fully realize the avenue of the Buddha!"

"Amitabha! Wonderful!" Monk Fatong chanted the Buddha's name in his mouth, and wanted to fold his hands and hug the Buddha salute, but found that his whole body was completely frozen and he couldn't move at all.

Fatong monk, the Buddhist monk who turned into a god in half a step at the peak of the late Yuan Infant period, hugged Long Xueyue naked, but his face was solemn like a monk, and he fell silently.

Long Xueyue saw that the enemy was gone, and finally couldn't help crying, washing away her humiliation with the most holy rootless water in the world, but when she wanted to break free from the shackles of the corpse of the monk of Fatong, she found that for some reason the corpse of the monk was as solid as gold and stone, and she couldn't push it away at all.

If it was placed in the past, Long Xueyue could effortlessly urge the Nine Cold Condensation Ice to pierce the corpse that had opened the Fatong, but now that his heart was invaded by the Joy Zen Dao, he had to urge his Heavenly Divine Body to temporarily suppress it with all his might, and he couldn't urge the aura at all, and he couldn't even cast the most ordinary spells, but he could only continue to endure this inhuman shame.

Fortunately, at this time, the Fatong monk had fallen, and there was no need to listen to his foul language, and there didn't seem to be any cultivator spirit beasts around, Long Xueyue slowly calmed down, hoping to completely get rid of the Huanxi Zen Dao and then try to get out.

After a few days and nights, after countless failed attempts, Long Xueyue not only did not completely eliminate it, but was invaded by it and deepened, and had to gradually increase the intensity of suppression, so that his own aura actually dropped from the middle of the Yuan Infant to the Qi refining period, and the aura around his body was already absent.

However, Long Xueyue's cultivation did not really drop to the Qi refining period, it was only because he had to constantly suppress the Joy Zen Dao in his body that he could not mobilize his aura.

But the ensuing consequence is that you may be controlled by the Joy Zen Tao from now on, fall into the evil path, and never be able to turn over.

Faced with a situation where there was no choice at all, Long Xueyue could only helplessly stay in this inaccessible icy and snowy land, maybe just like this until the end of his life, maybe one day he had to let go of the suppression of Huanxi Zen Dao when he encountered some situation, or maybe one day he was unwilling to wait for death slowly like this, and let go of the shackles of Huanxi Zen Dao.

Who knew that it didn't take long for the aura of a very familiar Jindan monk to appear within the scope of Long Xueyue's divine sense, Long Xueyue knew that this aura belonged to Zhang Xiaochuan, a man who had known him for a short time, but had a bit to do with it, and he also had another identity that could not be ignored, that is, the great enemy of Longyuan Island.

In the days when he was trapped in the corpse of the Fatong monk, Long Xueyue also imagined that a cultivator would come to the rescue of him when he passed by, but his clothes were so torn, and he was hugged by the naked Fatong, if such a scene was seen by others, what kind of face would he have to survive in the world, and if the person who came had ill intentions and plotted against him, wouldn't he force himself to let go of the suppression of Huanxi Zen Dao, so Long Xueyue not only hoped that someone would pass by as soon as possible to rescue him, but also hoped that no one would ever find out.

But this day still came early, and the person who came was this Zhang Xiaochuan who had made him inexplicably upset, for a while, Long Xueyue was sincerely afraid in his heart, and suddenly hoped that Zhang Xiaochuan would not find himself and go over quickly, after all, the Qi refining period cultivation he was showing now abounded in the endless dark sea, and the swarms of sea beasts in the sea all had an aura that was not weaker than his own.

But it backfired, I don't know how Zhang Xiaochuan found his traces, and flew straight towards his place of existence, Long Xueyue was shy for a while, so she had to close her eyes tightly to restrain her breath, which was also the only way to save face "pretending to be dead".

But when Xiaochuan came closer, Long Xueyue's heart suddenly moved, and he didn't know where to come from the confidence, believing that Zhang Xiaochuan, who had deceived him for a long time, would not take advantage of the danger of others, and would definitely be able to rescue himself, so he suddenly opened his eyes, and then there was a series of stories about Zhang Xiaochuan breaking his arm and rescuing Long Xueyue.

Long Xueyue, who finally got out, was wearing the Tuanhua navy blue robe handed over by Xiao Chuan, although the shy flush on her face had not completely subsided, but her expression had settled down a little, and she told everything that happened after Xiao Chuan left that day, and even the secret of her indigo divine bead "Frozen Ten Thousand Miles" and the secret of suddenly comprehending the way of ice and cold at a critical moment was not hidden, but it only saved the Fatong monk from humiliating himself in every way.