Yan Zhen calmly moved forward, and Bing Sze Marsh could not stop his steps.

The ice peaks on both sides of the strait are towering into the clouds, reaching into the sky, and the momentum is overwhelming. Only the bottom of the valley is muddy, and under the broken ice is a sticky ice marsh, but anyone who does not know the route strays into the ice marsh will be frozen into ice sculptures in an instant.

The monk who strayed into the ice swamp may not have much impact and can easily break free, but under the siege and interception of the ice beast, once he is not careful, his strength will decline, and he will be in trouble if he falls into the ice swamp again.

The cold wind at the bottom of the valley of the Ice Marsh was biting, and the bitter wind mixed with the ice ballast was blowing from all directions, and it was difficult for ordinary monks to support this cold wind. On the contrary, it was Yan Zhen, who had already comprehended the artistic conception of the wind, and this wind had little effect on him. It's just that the extremely cold ice qi that can invade the human body makes him very uncomfortable.

"The wind is fast, the ice is cold. ”

Yan Zhen's pace slowed down, even though he believed that his strength was good, and he also noticed a trace of numbness and stiffness in his body. And his attention was no longer all on the ice beast, but most of his energy was devoted to the comprehension of the artistic conception of ice.

As long as he comprehends the artistic conception of ice, he can "mimic" himself in this ice swamp, and integrate himself into the environment, so that the danger he has to face will be greatly reduced.

The artistic conception of the wind is to comprehend the attribute power of the wind, so if you want to comprehend the artistic conception of ice, you need to do the same. As long as you comprehend an attribute power, you can be regarded as comprehending the artistic conception of ice.

"Ice, the water condenses when it meets the extreme cold. Yan Zhen waved his hand casually, like condensing the sword qi of the Extreme Realm, and took a wisp of cold qi and held it in his palm.

When he was young, he had an extra piece of soft stone-like ice crystal in his hand.

"I see, after comprehending the Extreme Realm Sword Intent, it is easier to obtain the power of nature. Yan Zhen sat down, using the Extreme Realm Sword Intent to gather a massive amount of cold qi, and it didn't take long for his body to be covered by ice crystals, completely turning into a humanoid ice sculpture.

"It's broken, the swallow marks are all frozen and turned into ice sculptures, and we're definitely finished. Zhang Xuanshui, who was cautiously advancing, saw the ice sculptures on the road in front of him, and his heart trembled.

"I don't want to die yet!" Zhang Xuanshui felt bitter in his heart.

"The master is not so easy to die!" Qin Xuanying looked around, found an ice rock, and cut out ice plates, "You also come over to help, let's find a secret place first, build an igloo, and wait here for the master to wake up." ”

"Oh, oh...... Will you still build an igloo?" Zhang Xuanshui, who was at a loss, hurriedly replied.

"No, why else did I ask you to come over?" Qin Xuanying glanced at him, her eyebrows frowning slightly, a little displeased.

Zhang Xuanshui was stunned for a moment, and didn't say anything more, anyway, he was just tossing around! He must have been regarded as free labor, and he didn't need to be used in vain.

However, he could not object.

Whether it is for strength reasons or for his own survival, he has to cooperate with Qin Xuanying. On his own, in this ice swamp, he will definitely die, and there is no possibility of survival.

The two spent most of the day building a Xiaoice house that could accommodate five or six people.

At night, the "Thousand Birds Night" in Zhang Xuanshui's place attacked, only to feel that ten thousand ants devoured his heart, and he fell and fell in pain, and life was worse than death.

Qin Xuanying was also frightened by this scene, but she didn't have anything to do. The master kills without blinking, she has seen it. Who he wants to die, who he wants to torture, she is not qualified and does not have the courage to comment.

One night, two nights...... Until half a month later, even Qin Xuanying didn't know if Yan Zhen was cultivating or was already dead.

I don't know how confused the future will be, and the helplessness of worrying every night and fearing Zhang Xuanshui's death, made her muster up the courage and hugged Zhang Xuanshui to comfort him for one night.

Time passed like water, and nearly half a month has passed, and the two have become intimate and have nothing to say.

Zhang Xuanshui told Qin Xuanying about his hardships and ambitions, and Qin Xuanying also poured out her grievances and family feuds. The two are like two duckweed in the vast sea, and when they are most helpless in their lives, they become the support for each other's efforts to survive.

On this day, Yan Ji seemed to have captured a hint of inspiration. His soul was clear and clear, as if he could see the slightest state of the cold air that was wandering between heaven and earth.

He felt the interaction between speed, temperature, and cold, and it dawned on him at that moment.

When the speed is reduced to the extreme, the temperature of the substance in the "gas" state can be lowered and solidification accelerated, and the speed is increased to the extreme, the temperature of the substance in the "gas" state can be increased and it becomes extremely active.

"Boom!"

The swallow marks broke through the ice, and an extremely cold feeling permeated the world. He reached out and shook it, and an ice sword appeared in his hand.

Then, the ice sword turned into ice crystals and scattered.

"It should be almost!" Yan Zhen cast the Extreme Realm Sword Intent and froze himself into an ice sculpture again, and then the ice shattered and fell apart.

He slowly breathed a sigh of relief, and although it was a trick to comprehend the artistic conception of ice, it also took a lot of time.

If he hadn't comprehended the Extreme Realm Sword Intent before, I'm afraid he wouldn't have comprehended the Ice Realm Artistic Intent so easily. However, he also found one of his advantages, he comprehended the sword intent of the extreme realm, and then comprehended other artistic conceptions, it was relatively simple.

Yan Zhen walked to the igloo, melted a piece of ice with his hand, hugged his hands in front of his chest, pouted slightly, and hooked his fingers to the two of them.

"Lord...... Master?" Qin Xuanying's whole body was blindfolded, and Yan Zhen was still alive? She was stunned, hurriedly broke free from Zhang Xuanshui's embrace, knelt on the ground and trembled, "Master, I thought you ......"

Zhang Xuanshui also felt his head buzzing, and he didn't know if Yan Zhen was still alive, and he should be happy or worried.

"Get up!" Yan Zhen glanced at Qin Xuanying and warned Zhang Xuanshui, "It's not so easy for someone from my Yan Mansion to marry someone else. When you become a holy son, you will come to talk to Xuanying about your feelings. However, if you let me know what you are sorry for Xuanying, Taiyi Xianmen will not be able to protect you. ”

"Brother Yan Dao, don't worry, I will treat Ying'er well. Zhang Xuanshui pointed his palm to the sky and swore it.

Yan Zhen stretched out his hand and slapped him on the face with a brick, "Huanying'er, your uncle, I didn't call him so kind." ”

Yan Zhen used his hands and feet together, beat Zhang Xuanshui hard, and pulled Qin Xuanying away, "The girl's family must be careful." In a desperate situation, he may treat you well, but after leaving here, it's hard to say, people's hearts are separated from their stomachs, and you have to take a good test for this dog man. ”

Qin Xuanying looked back at Zhang Xuanshui and nodded silently. She has seen a lot of things about men and women, but unfortunately she doesn't know much about feelings.

"When I slaughter King Liang, you can go back to Yanfu with me to live with me, and no one will dare to bully you in the future. Yan Zhen walked in front of himself, muttering in his mouth.

Qin Xuanying had already burst into tears, she couldn't cry, she hadn't felt this kind of warmth of being cared for and loved for many years.