Chapter 2 The Ecstasy, the Fountain of the Chilling Heart

The Rosemary Forest is located in the northeast and northwest of the sky, deep in the mountains.

Here, clouds cover the fog, and the cumulus clouds accumulate fog all year round, and the vision is extremely unclear. From a distance, the white mist is thick and the clouds are rolling, just like the scene of Xianshan Qiongdao.

The giant tree is tall and tall, and it towers into the sky. The old vine that has grown for an unknown number of years is like a big snake coiled, or hanging in the mountains, or wrapped around the tips of trees.

The verdant and verdant ancient forest, shrouded in a misty mist, is not beautiful.

Here, although it has not reached the point where you can't see your fingers, you can see that the distance of three or five meters is the clearest place to see it, and the sight distance of ten meters is the limit.

Not only that, the magnetic field here is disordered, and the general northern pointing instrument is completely like scrap metal here, without the slightest effect. Occasionally, someone strays into this forest, and it is difficult to get out of it, and they lose their whereabouts.

Therefore, there are even three or four-year-old children who sing: "Rosemary, rosemary, the birds are lost here!" The white mist is around, the white mist is around, and the gods can't escape here!"

In the depths of the rosemary forest, Han Xuanming was walking alone, and it had been seven or eight days since he entered this mist-shrouded mountain forest.

He stopped, sat down on the ground, and after a short rest, set off again. Observing the compass in his hand, Han Xuanming pondered and muttered to himself: "Here, there is still a distance from the depths of the Rosemary Forest, and you have to go further east." ”

"The master said that here in the Rosemary Forest, I should have an adventure, but I don't know, what will it be?"

Speaking of this, a light flashed in Han Xuanming's mind, and he thought of something, and said to himself: "Could it be for some divine beast?"

Once, in order to find the two-leaf dragon beard grass needed to refine the "seedling boost", Han Xuanming went to the Changing Heaven Nine-Storied Pagoda. There, he learned the news: in the Rosemary Forest, a mythical beast has emerged.

If it weren't for the memory of his previous life, Han Xuanming might really have hot eyes.

But now, he is reborn with the memories of the previous life, and some things are naturally known. Regarding the matter of hunting beasts in the Rosemary Forest of the heroes, what the final result is, Han Xuanming is very clear.

At that time, the entire Nine Heavens Continent was moved by the wind, and countless powerhouses went to the Rosemary Forest in order to compete for a legendary beast.

But the end result, to everyone's disappointment, was just a talking beast.

Thinking of this, Han Xuanming shook his head and said, "Master's words should always have a certain basis, no matter what, let's go there and have a look." ”

"If I'm not mistaken, that little thing was finally found in the Cold Heart Spring. ”

Han Xuanming was on the road again, following the direction of the compass, heading towards the depths of the Rosemary Forest, where the Cold Heart Spring was located.

In the Rosemary Forest, the magnetic field is disordered, and all pointing objects, as long as they rely on the magnetic field, will fail here. But the compass in Han Xuanming's hand is different, and it does not rely on a magnetic field to point.

That was still in the previous life, the former Han Xuanming, with a huge amount of knowledge, all kinds of things, or things from the side, he was involved, casting and refining medicine, and mechanism formations.

This astral compass was studied by him in his previous life.

There are spirits in heaven and earth, and there are essence and qi flowing in the world, with the east and west as the axis, running through the entire Nine Heavens Continent without interruption.

By chance, Han Xuanming found that there seemed to be something in this world, flowing eternally along the direction of east and west, ethereal, but real, invisible or touchable, but it seemed to be able to feel it.

What is the origin of such a phenomenon, Han Xuanming is not clear.

He had consulted a large number of ancient sources, but in the end, he found nothing. In the end, although he investigated in many ways, he couldn't figure it out, so he had to give up.

In fact, this phenomenon has been discovered by countless people since ancient times, but there is no record of the relevant causes, and even rumors have not been left.

Although there was no gain in the end, according to this phenomenon, Han Xuanming made a compass, that is, the Star Flow Compass. It is possible to indicate things without interference from magnetic fields.

Han Xuanming walked in this cloudy dense forest, and when he was tired, he stopped to rest for a while, and when he was hungry, he ate some dry food, and with the instructions of the compass, he was not afraid of getting lost.

About half a month later, Han Xuanming followed the guidance of the compass and followed the direction in his memory, and finally came to the place where the Chilling Heart Spring was located.

Although he knew that there was such a place, in fact, in his previous life, he had never been here, and this was the first time he had been here.

All around, there are towering ancient trees, like a giant umbrella holding the sky, extremely tall. The giant trees are all hidden in the ethereal white mist, and although they are not very clear, they add a hazy beauty.

The spring is not very large, and the diameter is about two or three zhang.

Above the spring, the cold spring water bubbled and flowed, filled with a cold air that penetrated through the bones. On the surface of the water, the aura is dense, and the white mist stops here, fluttering and flowing, scattering and spreading, as if a virgin is lying still.

Such a tranquil scene is almost like an ink painting spreading out.

Han Xuanming walked along the spring, looked at the direction of the Snow Heart Spring, and said to himself: "In the last life, I heard that the so-called divine beast was out of the Snow Heart Spring, but I don't know what it is?"

"Where is that little thing?" Han Xuanming muttered, lost in thought.

At this moment, above the Snow Heart Spring, the misty white mist became thicker and thicker, as if the Milky Way was falling. Not long after, the rolling fog completely surrounded this place.

Han Xuanming's vision became unclear, and when he looked down, he couldn't even see the soles of his feet.

"What's the matter? Why is this fog getting thicker and thicker?" Han Xuanming groped in the thick fog and walked forward cautiously, not daring to take too big a step, for fear of falling into the spring.

Suddenly, in a white world, in the distance, a little light was bright, like a light in the darkness, illuminating everything and appearing in the far distance.

"What is that? I've never heard of such a thing here in Snow Heart Spring. Han Xuanming was full of questions and walked towards the light.

In front of him, the light became brighter and brighter, like a star shining. When Han Xuanming approached there, he finally found that this bright light was actually firelight!

"How can there be a fire here?" Han Xuanming was extremely surprised.

"Boom!"

There was a loud bang, like a meteorite falling into the air and falling to the earth, which made people's eardrums want to pierce. This sudden loud noise made Han Xuanming unprepared, and his brain was dizzy.

His hands, desperately covering his ears, tried to relieve the pain, but to no avail. Under the extreme pain, Han Xuanming even closed his eyes.

When that loud noise dissipated from Han Xuanming's ears, and Han Xuanming opened his eyes again, he was simply stunned and couldn't believe what he was seeing.

As far as the eye could see, there was only a flash of fire, as if it were splattered with blood.

Fire, a fire!

The brilliant and dazzling colors stained the sky red, poignant and beautiful, with the trembling of people's hearts. In the midst of this scene, Han Xuanming couldn't help but tremble, and tears flowed down unconsciously.

"What's wrong, I feel so sad!"

Han Xuanming's hands reached out to his eyes, and he was surprised to find that his eyes were already moist, and tears were left in strands. He was full of questions, asking himself, "Why am I crying?"

He began to consciously control himself, but was disappointed to find that the sad feeling was no longer something he could suppress on his own, and the tears could not be stopped.

"Why, why am I so sad?"

The firelight was connected, the blinding red, the dazzling light, like endless sorrow, eternity without end. The sad and beautiful scene seems to be the end coming, which makes people's hearts tremble and sorrow comes from it.

"What's the matter, where did this fire come from?" Han Xuanming was sad, like a child who had just lost his mother, and the coldness in his heart was difficult to let go of in this life.

Suddenly, in the firelight, a terrible wail sounded, with endless despair.

It was a woman's wail, crying in the dark, in despair. Its voice was so miserable that it made people want to cry, and tears fell like beans.

"Ah......h

As if there was no end to grief, the woman cried and cried for the ground, her voice helpless and desperate.

All around, the crackling and burning sound continued, accompanied by the mournful cry, it was like a human tragedy was being staged.

Listening to the woman's cry, Han Xuanming's heart felt a tingling pain, and it became more and more messy. The feeling of sadness and pain spread throughout the body, becoming more and more dignified, and it was difficult to get rid of it.

Han Xuanming clutched his chest, forced the pain in his chest, and said with tears: "What's wrong with me, where did this inexplicable sadness come from?"

"Buzz!"

A sound like a buzzer sounded, and in Han Xuanming's mind, there was a roar, and at this moment, he suddenly felt that his body had become extremely cool.

The next moment, without any warning, the space trembled and uneasy.

"Whoa!"

The sound of the mirror shattering sounded, and the surrounding space shook, and the cracks continued to spread. Eventually, a piece of blue debris flew away, and the scene of the fire was completely gone.

"This ...... It's an illusion!" Han Xuanming was surprised and discovered the truth of all this.

"I've long heard that here in Xuexin Spring, there may be illusions, but it turns out to be true, I'm a little careless. Han Xuanming said with a frown.

However, it is said that the illusion born from this Snow Heart Spring is a true reflection of the deepest part of people's hearts, and it is the past. ”

Han Xuanming was puzzled, extremely puzzled, and said in surprise: "What happened to the fire, and the cry of the woman in the fire?

"That's not right!"

Han Xuanming said again: "What I saw just now, if it was really an illusion, then how did I get out? ”

When Han Xuanming was full of questions, in front of his eyes, an ice-blue strange flower appeared.

The whole body is cold and quiet, blue and shining, shaped like a lamp, like ice crystals and snow diamonds carved out, flowing with intoxicating brilliance. On it, a stream of cold air is entangled, ethereal and hazy, like a magic lamp in the fairy world.

"Snow Heart!" Han Xuanming exclaimed.

"It's Xue Xinzhan, I rescued you from your illusion!"