In this way, Zhang Feiyang used the most stupid method, using the traceless belt and the consumption of spiritual energy, to clearly distinguish the area he had walked through from the area he had not walked.

After a full hour, he turned left and right a dozen times before finally seeing the legendary lake in the snow from the maze of complex ice fields.

Zhang Feiyang put away the traceless belt, came to the lake, and looked down silently, this lake is not big, the length and width are only thirty-four zhang, and the lake surface is calm like a mirror. The sunlight shines on it, the light flows, the water is clear, and at a glance you can see that there are various oval-shaped white stones deposited underneath.

That must be the Ice Stone.

He smiled slightly, and reached out to go into the water to grab it, but as soon as his hand was on the surface of the lake, he seemed to suddenly remember something, and suddenly retracted it, broke off a pine branch and dipped into the lake.

Really.

Something happened that worried Zhang Feiyang.

The Dark Ice Stone is not dangerous, but the snowy lake where the Ice Stone is produced is quite dangerous.

As soon as the pine branches were inserted into the lake, they seemed to have taken root and sprouted, and they were firmly frozen, and they could neither be further probed downward nor withdrawn.

Zhang Feiyang frowned.

It seems that it is not easy to take the Xuanbing Stone, the temperature of this lake is too low, if the hand is accidentally touched, it may have to be amputated.

Thinking of this, he walked around the lake and thought about it seriously, hoping to think of a way to get the Xuanbing Stone without touching the water in the lake.

Unfortunately, this doesn't seem very realistic.

Zhang Feiyang walked around and reluctantly found that the two methods of obtaining Xuanbing Stone without using water did not seem to be suitable for him.

If he had a way to separate the lake in the middle and create a waterless area, then it would be feasible to quickly clip out the ice stones in a short period of time.

But he can't.

If he had the ability to completely drain the water from the lake, he would naturally be able to obtain the Xuanbing Stone.

It's a pity that this is still at least something he can't do now.

Thinking of this, Zhang Feiyang had no choice but to take out the spirit stone stick and try the third method.

He carefully stretched the spirit stone rod below the surface of the lake, wanting to test it again, whether this water with such a great freezing power would also freeze the magic weapon.

If even the magic weapon can't be spared, then he can only go back disappointed.

Because, he really can't think of any other possibility.

But if the magic weapon is not frozen, Zhang Feiyang will still try again.

Really.

The water in the lake doesn't seem to have any effect on the magic weapon.

When Zhang Feiyang took out the spirit stone rod from the lake, except for some water stains on the spirit stone stick, there was no sign of freezing on it, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

At this moment, a bold idea popped into his mind.

He came to the top of a Xuanbing Stone, held his breath, put the spirit stone rod down, and then, carefully, used the spirit stone rod to pick up a piece from a pile of Xuanbing stones, the edge of the iron pillar lake, and slowly moved upward.

Seeing that the Xuanbing Stone was getting closer and closer to the water, Zhang Feiyang's heart was beating harder and harder, and his excitement was difficult to contain.

It's a pity that at the last moment, the Xuanbing Stone actually slipped as if it had been coated with wax, and it moved lightly on the spirit stone stick, and then the whole spirit stone stick fell and returned to a large pile of Xuanbing Stone.

Zhang Feiyang paused for a moment, laughed at himself, not only did he not confiscate the blow, but instead aroused a stronger competitive spirit, and began to seriously use the spirit stone stick to hook the Xuanbing Stone at the bottom of the lake again and again.

This attempt, in the blink of an eye, has failed hundreds of times in a row.

Zhang Feiyang worked hard and tried the one hundred and first attempt, but after failing, he completely figured out a ruthless reality.

It seems that if the Xuanbing Stone is to be taken out, it is not just necessary to overcome two difficulties.

The maze snow field in front is the first level.

This lake water, which can instantly freeze things other than magic weapons, is the second level.

And how to make the Xuanbing Stone take out without slipping is actually the third level hidden.

Compared to the first two levels, the third level is not easy to detect, but it is obviously more difficult.

Because, I don't know if anyone has done anything on the surface of this lake, Zhang Feiyang found that every time he is careful and seriously hooks the Xuanbing Stone to the point that it is about to leave the lake, as long as the Xuanbing Stone touches the surface of the lake, it will immediately slip, and once it slips, it can also slide back to the bottom of the lake at a strange angle.

If there are immortal cultivators or mortals who are in a hurry, or who are irritable and can't bear such a cruel result of torturing people, and reach out and plunge into the lake to fish for the Xuanbing Stone, then the result will naturally be that the whole hand will be frozen and must be chopped off.

Thinking of this, Zhang Feiyang felt a big headache.

There was no doubt that he had to take the Xuanbing Stone this time, no matter what, one piece would be enough, but judging from the current situation, it seemed that it would be quite difficult to take one.

It's no wonder that almost no one in this place ventures in.

Because, those who were bold in the past, or who did not believe in evil, I am afraid that they have already died here, even if someone is lucky enough to leave alive, it will definitely have a shadow on the Xuanbing Stone and this place, and will give advice to all young people who try to come here to take the Xuanbing Stone, don't come here to die.

Thinking of this, Zhang Feiyang shook his head and smiled self-deprecatingly.

If he hadn't broken his hand, he would have to take it back as soon as possible, I'm afraid that if I kill him, he wouldn't have come to such a dangerous place.

But since he came, no matter whether it was a mountain of swords and a sea of fire, he could only break through hard.

Zhang Feiyang pondered for a moment, nodded slightly, took out a small stove from his arms, gently bit the tip of his index finger, and dripped a drop of blood on it.

The small stove trembled slightly, slammed, and swelled more than ten times larger, and landed steadily on the edge of the lake, with wisps of heat coming out of the surface, and a look of excitement that was eager to cook something.

Zhang Feiyang picked up the stove and put it on the surface of the lake, and when the small stove touched the lake water, dense white gas came out of the surface, and it was easy to evaporate all the lake water in the area.

At the same time, the rest of the lake water that wanted to gather to fill the gap was firmly blocked out by the small stove, as if the small stove had formed a spherical barrier, completely cut off from the water in the lake.

As soon as Zhang Feiyang took out the spirit stone rod and dialed a piece of Xuanbing Stone from the surrounding lake, he saw this Xuanbing Stone smack in the waterless area where the small furnace was located, like an ordinary ice block that had evaporated, and instantly melted into a puddle of water, and then the water evaporated into white gas and disappeared in mid-air.

Faced with this result, Zhang Feiyang was angry and funny.

He had thought that using a small stove to create a waterless space would make it easier to obtain the Ice Stone, but now it seemed that he was even further away from the result.

Because, the power of the small furnace is far greater than the water and the ice stones in the lake, and they cannot resist the heat emitted by the small furnace at all.

In this case, it seems that this method will not work.

Zhang Feiyang laughed at himself, so he had to put away the small stove from the lake and continue to walk around the lake, observing and thinking about other ways.

This time, he set his eyes on the only remaining magic weapon, the traceless belt, only glanced at it, and then his heart moved, and wrapped the traceless belt around his right hand again and again, and then wrapped the traceless belt around his arm, until he reached the shoulder area, and then stopped.

After doing all this, Zhang Feiyang continued to wrap the traceless belt in a reverse circle with anxiety, making sure that all areas were tightly fitted, and there was no slightest gap, so he squatted down, stuck to the lake, cautiously, reached into the lake, and grabbed a fist-sized Xuanbing stone.

This Xuanbing Stone is really easy to talk to, Zhang Feiyang started for the first time, he had no experience, and he got rid of it.

But the second time, he mastered the trick, opened his five fingers, exerted force on the Xuanbing Stone from five directions, held it steadily, and carefully closed it to the surface of the lake.

When he first arrived at the lake, he trembled violently, like a live fish biting a hook, struggling violently, trying to escape.

But Zhang Feiyang was already experienced, how could he let it escape?

He slammed his force, instantly twitched his hand, and finally brought out the Xuanbing Stone steadily.

At this moment, Zhang Feiyang made a bang with his left hand, tore off a piece of cloth, and firmly wrapped the Xuanbing Stone, flicked his right hand, unwound the traceless belt, and couldn't even take care of resting, so he began to concoct the method of using the traceless belt to wrap the cedar, and groped out little by little.

Because, time waits for no one.

He had been delayed here for too long, and he knew that if he delayed for too long, his broken arm would rot badly, even if he got the Xuanbing Stone back, it would be meaningless.

In order to get the severed hand back as soon as possible, Zhang Feiyang didn't have so much time to celebrate or rest.

Unfortunately, as soon as he came out of the ice field and returned to the entrance area, he bumped into a person.

This person, tall and thin, carrying a six-foot-long sword, with a gloomy face, turned out to be the enemy he didn't want to run into the most, Qu Wan.

Qu Wan seemed to have been waiting here for a long time, and when he saw Zhang Feiyang come out, he smiled excitedly, and didn't say anything, his eyes flashed with murderous intent, and the six-foot long sword flashed with light, turning into a light saber with green light, and slashed down at Zhang Feiyang in the air.

A cyan sword flew out, as fast as a storm, and when it landed, Zhang Feiyang knew who had broken his hand and wanted to take his life.

He was puzzled in his heart, when did he provoke this person named Qu Wan, and he was not even too familiar with the other party, but seeing that the sword was fierce and fast, he was not arrogant enough to be hard connected, so he quickly guided out the aura and turned into a shield to protect the whole body, and at the same time, connecting the dots under his feet, moving two steps sideways to avoid.

The sword light swept a few inches away from Zhang Feiyang's side, flew into the snowfield, and separated a pine tree left and right.

Zhang Feiyang secretly rejoiced.

But seeing that Qu Wan slashed the second sword ray, he didn't dare to be careless, and was about to continue to avoid, but he didn't expect that suddenly, under the snow under his feet, two big hands came out and grabbed his legs firmly, otherwise he would move for half a minute.

Zhang Feiyang's heart sank, he was shocked, and cold sweat flowed out, but he still immediately regained his consciousness, and before he could think about it, he protected the Xuanbing Stone with one hand, inserted it into his arms with the other, grabbed the golden cicada box, and quickly injected the aura into it.

His body suddenly became transparent, and began to peel off its skin like a snake, and in the blink of an eye, he completed the task of freeing himself from the hands under his feet, creating a fake body and continuing to grasp the man, but he had really escaped silently to thirty feet away in transparency.

With a soft pop, the cyan sword Mangden slashed through Zhang Feiyang's fake body, split it in half, and fell to the ground.

At this time, Zhang Feiyang was not glad at all, let alone in any smug mood, but was nervous and did not dare to breathe loudly, so he could only continue to repeatedly inject the aura into the golden cicada box, create a new fake body, keep the body transparent, and flee into the distance thirty zhang and three or four zhang.

Because, as if Qu Wan knew the effect of his golden cicada box, after killing his fake body, he only glanced at it, and then let out a broken cry, calling out the same people who were ambushed in the snow in all directions.

"Zhang Feiyang is not dead. This is a fake body he made. But he must not be able to run far, and everyone is watching me closely. As soon as Zhang Feiyang is found, notify me immediately. Make no mistake!"