A month has passed, and the cold wind still shows no signs of recovery.

The Eastern Continent was rumored for a while, and Jiuyu was the first to encounter the eye of reincarnation, and he was killed.

......

On the top of Yao Mountain, Tao Feiyan stood against the wind, she was not a cultivator, she couldn't be exposed in the cultivation world for too long, ready to say goodbye to the cold wind, and the belated son of Xijing, who drove the wind and feather bird and left here.

"Son of Xijing, the son of the cold wind will ask you, I believe you will have a way to wake him up, thank you......"

Tao Feiyan bowed deeply, full of affection, although she was reluctant, with the son of Xijing here, her heart was much relieved.

"Leave it to me, I'll do my best......"

The son of Xijing is still wearing the familiar blue dress, standing tall and gentle.

The wind feather bird let out a long cry and flew down with the swallow girl......

......

In the middle of the night, Lan Xi and the goddess of the mirror moon discussed for a long time, the two of them were in a solemn mood, it had been a month, the cold wind had not shown the slightest sign of recovery, if there was no rosemary supply, it would have been wiped out.

The Goddess of the Mirror Moon suddenly became emotional, gently hugged Lan Xi, with a hint of bitterness in her eyes, and said: "Xiaoxi, in fact, in the past month, I know very well in my heart that a trace of disturbance in the Cold Wind Yuan Shen is impossible to awaken his soul under spontaneous conditions......"

As soon as he said this, Lan Xi's heart immediately cooled by half.

"What do you mean is that it is useless to wait and see, too strong stimulation will backfire, and there is a possibility of sudden death......"

She seemed to understand something, and watched stupidly, to resurrect a soul that was close to annihilation, it was a fantasy.

"However, I have a very risky idea, I don't know if you can accept it......"

"Tell me, maybe we don't have any other choice......

Jing Yue sighed and said: "Since the warmth of rosemary can't make his soul wake up like a dream and open the clouds, then we will do the opposite, confuse the primordial spirit, imprison the soul, and since we can't see hope, then awaken in despair......"

"You mean to say ......"

A fierce color flashed in the eyes of the son of the Hopeland, like cold light.

"Cold palace snow, a palace thousand autumn cold!"

This is already a choice that has no choice, to awaken in despair, and let the power of fear stimulate the soul's instinct to survive, and the soul is born separately and endlessly.

The sky is full of snow, the wind roars and sweeps in, and a manic sea of snow in front of you submerges the mountains and mountains below, and the high places are unbearable, Yaochi Wonderland, a depressed world.

Frozen and cold, a bleak and lonely world.

Lan Xi's eyes flashed with a coldness that had never seen light, and she could feel that the soul was imprisoned, and the spirit was frozen in loneliness and emptiness.

"I'll go and discuss it with Miss Xiao Xiao, and we'll decide ...... together."

The long hair of the son of Xijing fluttered in the wind, and the long lilac cloak also fluttered in the wind, accompanied by snowflakes in the sky, making a terrible sound.

Jingyue looked at her tearful eyes, and an indescribable pain welled up in her heart, and said: "You go, I'll arrange other things, within a day or two, we will start to act, we can't wait any longer......"

......

......

The Son of Xijing and Xiao Xiao came to the icy and cold snow cave and stopped beside Han Feng, each looking indifferent.

"Lan Xi, I'm so worried now......" Seeing that he was lifeless, not even breathing, Xiao Xiao looked uneasy.

She nodded lightly and replied softly: "Among his primordial spirits, there is only a trace of faint soul silk left, still swimming, if it weren't for the cold fragrance you gave in his body, nourishing this living soul thread, I'm afraid he would have been wiped out long ago......"

Hearing this, Xiao Xiao fell into fear and snuggled up to the cold wind.

"Isn't there anything the goddess of the mirror moon can do......"

"Some ......"

"What's the way, why don't you try it......" Xiao Xiao's eyes were earnest, overjoyed.

Lan Xi took a deep breath and said with a solemn expression: "The way is to use my destiny, the cold palace snow, and the first palace to imprison the soul and freeze the ethereal soul silk." ”

"What ......"

Xiao Xiao listened, very surprised, and asked: "Chaotic Destiny, Hangong Xue, itself has an attack attribute, isn't this to kill him......"

The son of Xijing was unusually calm, and his cold and resolute eyes seemed to see a kind of faith, a kind of fearless courage, and replied softly: "This is the last chance, the snow of the cold palace, the cold of the palace, the cold of the palace, the extreme cold, extreme fear, perhaps, can awaken his instinct to survive......"

Xiao Xiao understood, smiled slightly, and asked, "When do you plan to start, and how can I help......

"Hangong Xue, I'm fine alone......"

Xiao Xiao nodded, wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and said indifferently: "I believe in you, everything will be left to you......"

......

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Yaochi Wonderland, heavy snowfall.

A day passed, in the wonderland of Yaochi, the snow was still drifting, and the north wind was cold, like a thousand autumns of cold snow, a gloomy.

The cold wind's somewhat stiff body was transferred to the warm bedroom, and there was no choice to retreat, which was terrifying.

In the cyan gauze tent, Lan Xi sat on the soft mat, the cold wind silent, leaning against her.

"Lan Xi, I have set up a divine power ban here, there will be no fluctuations to disturb you, get ready to start......"

As she spoke, the Goddess of the Mirror Moon drew out a divine power, which was right in the center of the cold wind's eyebrows, activating the functions of his whole body, and the physique of his whole body, Su Ran moved and straightened his posture.

Lan Xi nodded, and the orchid in his two hands was lightly raised, and he put it on his temples, his eyes slightly closed.

Streaming down......

A bleak cold current spread in an instant, and the bleak cold wave was like rippling water, blowing Lan Xi's long hair, flying wantonly messily, and the thin green gauze tent was also fluctuating in the fluctuation of the cold current, floating together.

Jingyue stood outside, watching Lan Xi's every move in the room, her heart was extremely nervous, her red lips were trembling and trembling.

In fact, it is not a cold wave in a simple sense, and the autumn cold is coming, but a kind of stillness, an absolute stillness, the silence of the whole world, silent.

There was not a trace of fluctuation, hollowness and solitude, a suffocating stillness.

In Lan Xi's primordial spirit, still energy slowly accumulated, slowly forming a cold void like ice, and under the control of his mind, it slowly shifted to the past, stopping at the forehead of the cold wind opposite.

Precise control, high concentration of thoughts, her forehead was covered with fine sweat.

After capturing the direction of the cold wind, her slightly closed eyes suddenly woke up......

Palace!

Lock!

The static energy, the cold void, locked the cold wind of the Yuan Shen space, and instantly suffocated.

Endless darkness, a faint soul floating around, no direction, no light, a hollow. The sudden cold snap, the suffocating silence, in an instant, locked this trace of soul!

Fear!

Frozen!

Dark!

Bleak!

Endless depression!

The soul silk in the darkness wanted to get rid of the shackles of stillness, trembling in the frozen hollow, like a thread of velvet wandering in the deep water, like cicada wings fluttering in the autumn wind......

At this time, it is as if it is frozen in an instant, it wants to escape, it longs for freedom, it wants to wander in the vast space, although the darkness is complete, but stillness means death, no more life!

The soul silk is dying and struggling, trembling!

It's just that everything is in vain, it can't get rid of the constraints of static energy, there is no light, there is no way forward, what can pull it up and let it fly......

Trembling, still making its last struggle, it doesn't want to die, it doesn't want to turn into nothingness!

Fear!

Extreme fear!

......

Suddenly, the end of the soul silk touched a warm energy body, it poured out its last strength, clung to it, refused to let go, hungry and thirsty, under extreme fear, the soul silk grasped this last hope, the end was almost crazy......

It actually pierced the outer wall of the energy body, and like a barb, it was deeply embedded in the inside of the energy body.

The energy that the soul silk grasps is not the energy of warm qi or rosemary.

But......

Power!

Under extreme fear, the soul's desire to survive is infinitely crazy, and the bloodthirsty nature of survival is exposed!

Crazy, bloodthirsty madness!

The soul silk actually began to devour the energy of the divine power, arrogant and crazy, he wanted to survive, the power of fear made its madness uncomprehensible, the soul was born, blessed with the energy of the divine power, the life of the division was like a bamboo, the soul silk and the silk of divine power were softly integrated......

Wrap together, soft and one!

The soul silk devoured the divine power, coercing the divine power to split with it, splitting into two, and turning two into four......

And so endlessly......

Dark, still, extremely cold realm, palace!

The soul silk and divine power are infinitely divided, expanding rapidly, endlessly, endlessly, until the primordial spirit is full.

The dark, still, and extremely cold realm, the palace, the energy that was flooded, drove out the primordial spirit, and finally, it became one, soft and natural.

Soul, together!

Space, broken!

Break everything!

An infinite and domineering energy fluctuation expanded out from the cold wind's primordial spirit, and the powerful power was invincible and unrestrained!

Bang......

Space Fragmentation......

The infinite energy directly broke the prohibition of divine power set by Jingyue, diffracted into a wider space, and the azure water surface of Yao Chi began to tremble violently.

The volley of snow, under the sudden sweep, drifted out of the sky, and in an instant, the wind suffocated, and everything was silent!

Lan Xi, who was closest to the cold wind, was also attacked by this sudden burst of energy, and the primordial spirit trembled and became restless.

Arousal......

He opened his eyes in an instant, saw the light, got rid of the void, escaped from the darkness, rushed out of the still world, saw all kinds of lights, saw all kinds of disturbances, saw thousands of things, saw the world, saw everything.

He only opened his eyes for a moment, and then, his body went limp, and he fell again......

He finally woke up with his eyes open, his soul awakened, and Lan Xi, who was slandered by the original spirit, cried with joy and couldn't cry.

Lan Xi was prostrate on top of him, his whole body trembling.

The goddess of the mirror moon not far away seemed to be shocked by the awakened energy wave, and she was silent for a long time before she quietly walked over, walked to Lan Xi's side, and took a deep breath of cold air: "Lan Xi, you succeeded, his soul was reborn, and your cold wind finally returned......"

Lan Xi looked at him who was asleep, the corners of his mouth were closed, and he smiled with relief: "Master, thank you, we succeeded, we did ......"

Jing Yue gently stroked her long tassel-like hair, and sighed: "Child, something even more terrifying has happened, the invincible energy fluctuation just now is extremely strong, and it is better than the mighty ......"

"What ......"

Lan Xi's eyes widened in disbelief.

Jingyue sighed for a long time: "Maybe it's the catastrophe that doesn't die, the Mandate of Heaven awakens, and the Mandate of Heaven - Divine Might......"