In the bitter winter season, the time of the day seems to be shorter. The remnant sun was like blood, and the crimson sun emitted a feeble glow, dyeing the clouds and mountain tops a faint red. There should have been some warm sunlight shining on people's bodies, but it made people feel colder.

Above the distant horizon, the dense dark clouds finally began to slowly move towards the ground where Shi Yifeng was located. It is not so much slow as it is slow, because this large dark cloud, layer after layer, layer after layer, is constantly superimposed. It was supposed to be a while before it would get dark, but the clouds blocked out the sun, and the sky suddenly darkened.

As the so-called art masters are bold, today's Shi Yifeng is no longer what it used to be. A true Dharma path among the younger generation is definitely the only one! What about Sima Kun's cultivation in the later stage of the Yuan Dynasty, Shi Yifeng pointed tightly, and his people immediately disappeared, and there was no room for resistance at all.

In today's world, he really doesn't pay attention to those evil ways. This is not to say that he is arrogant, in fact, even if this powerful ice spirit spirit may be mysterious in the eyes of others, but in his opinion, it is nothing more than that.

If it weren't for God's virtue of a good life, he didn't want to do those killings in his heart, so why bother to inquire about the reasons so hard. Directly find the Ice Spirit Sutra, take advantage of its weakness, point it directly, and everything is over.

Along the way, it was already hundreds of miles away from the Divine Capital City, and six hours had passed in time. On weekdays, the distance of hundreds of miles is just a short quarter of an hour for Shi Yifeng.

Although this way of probing is much slower, it also leaves no doubts in his heart. Moreover, he was more and more sure in his heart that he was in the right direction, and that extremely mysterious feeling could not be expressed in words.

"Strange Chronicles of the Human Continent" clearly records that when the essence of the ice spirit was transformed, it snowed heavily for a month within a radius of 10,000 miles. When the ice was frozen for thousands of miles, the people stayed at home. However, there is no record of the harm to people's lives or even to the innocent.

It can be seen that when this ice spirit was born, it had wisdom comparable to that of human beings, and it was also a very rare kind person in heaven and earth. For this kind of life, Shi Yifeng categorically would not have murderous intent, and tried his best to solve this kind of trouble in a gentle way.

"Fortunately, you met Shi, if you were someone else, maybe your hard work will be put into flowing water, and these long years will be in vain。。。。。。 ”

When he whispered slightly, Shi Yifeng's figure slowly moved forward, and suddenly felt a chill on his cheeks. When I was surprised, I couldn't help but look up slightly at the sky, but in my eyes, I saw the snowflakes of the Nozomi pine slowly falling from the sky towards the earth.

Involuntarily, his body slowly stopped, and he stood quietly three feet above the ground. Slowly stretched out his hands, occasionally a few snowflakes swirled from the air, and then quietly fell into his hands, but the next moment, they turned into water and disappeared.

A slight shock and a cold wind blew, and the gray linen clothes fluttered slowly, and in the palm of his hand, he couldn't help but feel a sense of coldness. He blew deeply forward, and a gray-white breath instantly hit the falling snowflakes, flying out four or five feet away before falling.

Facing the darkening night sky, Shi Yifeng couldn't help laughing. Once upon a time, when I was a child, I liked snow, I liked to build snowmen, and I preferred to blow out air with my mouth and hit the snowflakes like today. I can't imagine how many years have passed, and he still can't forget all kinds of interesting things in the past.

In the final analysis, he is a nostalgic and contradictory person after all, and tonight's unintentional actions are just a microcosm. This state of mind, strictly speaking, is not a good thing for a cultivator. Cultivators pay attention to the absence of distracting thoughts, while Buddhism pays more attention to the emptiness of the four major aspects. His state of mind may not be able to see anything at this time, but once he reaches the advanced realm, it is even more difficult to control, and he can even attract invisible demons.

Once the demon appears, others can't help him at all, and he can only rely on himself. If you can really get through it, the harvest will be great, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a creation. But once you fail, you will not be able to cultivate, and you will end up depressed, or you will go crazy on the spot and become a demon among demons that everyone in the demon path is ashamed of.

At that time, he will really be a monster that everyone will be punished for. I am afraid that in the Dao Sect, for the sake of his own reputation and for the sake of the people of the world, he killed his relatives and killed him with his own hands. It's a pity that Shi Yifeng didn't know at this time that his state of mind was already walking on the edge of the cliff like a mortal in the world, and if he was not careful, he would fall.

Feeling the vastness of the night, the snow is getting bigger and bigger, and after a while, looking into the distance, a hazy meaning. The wind is getting stronger and stronger, and under the slight turn, he stands against the wind, dressed in gray linen, constantly swaying, hunting.

Suddenly, Shi Yifeng's body shook slightly, and the whole person suddenly raised his head and looked into the distance. In the haze, when the wind and snow are combined, above the sky, several rays of light pass through the sky, like a meteor about to disappear.

"It seems that there are quite a few people here tonight。。。。。。 While talking to himself, Shi Yifeng's entire figure rose slightly to a height of three feet, and quickly rushed towards the place where the light disappeared. On the same place, only a few messy footprints remained, which were gradually covered by the snowflakes falling from the sky.

At the same time, the Zhao State Divine Capital City supervised the envoy's mansion. The three Yuanying monks who came from afar sat in the living room, but their expressions were full of a trace of anxiety.

"Three adults, at this moment, calling the little woman here, is there something going on?" Ling Xiaoyun could be said to be the first to arrive. A crisp voice, accompanied by the sound of brisk footsteps, passed through the courtyard towards the living room. In the next moment, Ling Xiaoyun's figure suddenly appeared at the door.

The three of them stood up at the same time, and hurriedly clenched their fists slightly towards Ling Xiaoyun at the door, but the anxiety in their eyes was even deeper.

"Inspector Ling, something happened, just after the three of us meditate in the house, we will go out for a walk together. When I went out, I saw several figures passing through the sky from a distance, heading straight to the southwest of the Tongxian River. Coupled with the sudden snowstorm tonight, there must be something big happening tonight。。。。。。 ”

After all, these people are used to wandering, and in the past few decades, what they have experienced is far from what people like Ling Xiaoyun can imagine. In the middle of a few words, he actually guessed a rough idea of the matter, and it seemed that no one in the cultivation world could be underestimated.

"My lords, in that case, I might as well leave immediately, in case it's too late。。。。。。 Ling Xiaoyun didn't dare to imagine what the consequences would be if it was really late? As a city supervision envoy, she had only been in office for a few days, and if something tragic happened, she would definitely not be able to escape the blame. Even if the people above can't track her down, can she get past this hurdle herself?

"What the Inspector said is very true, I and a few others will leave immediately!" 。。。。。。

The snow outside was already very large, and one snowflake after another seemed to swallow the earth. With Ling Xiaoyun's full strength, he was able to keep up with the speed of a few people. However, in the relaxed expressions of those people, she felt a burst of pressure.

At night, above the sky, the figures of four people quickly swept by, but in the distance it was gray, which made her breathless。。。。。。

Shi Yifeng, who was flying off the ground, was not as fast as Yo Dunguang, but it was not much slower. This is also thanks to the rapid progress of his cultivation, if it were to change to the past, no matter how mysterious the true technique he cultivated, it would definitely not be so easy.

Looking up into the distance, heavy snow had begun to fill his eyes. Those faint rays of light stopped in mid-air, and only a moment later, they fell downward. Shi Yifeng took a deep breath, lowered his breath to a minimum, and flew over gently.

"This should be it。。。。。 Silently guessing in his heart, a huge swampy land in the distance, within a radius of hundreds of miles, was deserted. Suddenly, Shi Yifeng had an extremely familiar feeling, as if he had been here before.

"You demons and outsiders, doing such things that people and gods are angry with here, are really not afraid that when the catastrophe comes, they will be wiped out!"

Faintly, this voice seemed so familiar, Shi Yifeng couldn't help but hold his breath and poked his head out slightly. On the swamp in the distance, a woman in white clothes, like a fairy, stood proudly in the air dozens of feet high, while on the swamp opposite, five strangely dressed figures were laughing loudly.

"How could it be her? How did she get here?"

The woman in white in the distance was Murong Yan, who he hadn't seen for many years, Shi Yifeng didn't expect this woman to come to this Zhao country. A few years ago, the evenly matched battle began to slowly reappear in his mind, and the scene after scene surrounded him like a flood。。。。。。

The wind grew stronger, and the wind swept through the falling snow, crashing against the swamp, and quickly melting. Streams of heat continued to rise from the ground, and in the swamp, faintly, there seemed to be bursts of roars coming out one after another. In the dark night, this terrible roar sounded so terrifying。。。。。。