Wu Yi was amused when he saw him do this strange pose, and after a long time, he couldn't help but be surprised to see that he was still doing such a handstand, and when he got closer to look, he saw that the ice silkworm bit his index finger.

The body of the ice silkworm is as transparent as crystal, and a blood line can be seen flowing from the mouth of the ice silkworm, passing through the left side of the silkworm body, making a circle, and then from the right side to the mouth, flowing back to Sun Zhiyi's index finger.

After a while, seeing that Sun Zhiyi's iron owl, clothes, hands and feet were covered with a thin layer of hoarfrost, Wu Yi thought to himself: "This slave is dead, otherwise there is heat on the living body, how can it be frosted?"

But seeing that there was still blood circulating in the ice silkworm's body, it was obvious that the blood sucking was not finished. Suddenly, a trace of heat suddenly came out of the ice silkworm's body.

Wu Yizheng was surprised, and with a soft click, the ice silkworm fell from Sun Zhiyi's finger. She already had a wooden stick in her hand and smashed it down with all her might.

She originally thought that the ice silkworm was very supernatural, and this stick might not kill it, but after it fell into the urn, its belly turned to the sky, and it couldn't turn around for a while. Wu Yi scooped it down with a stick and smashed it to a pulp.

Wu Yi was overjoyed, hurriedly reached into the urn, stuffed the slurry blood of the ice silkworm into the palms of his palms, closed his eyes and performed exercises, and sucked all the plasma blood into his palms. She continued to apply the pulp again and again, until the plasma blood at the bottom of the urn was sucked clean, and then she stopped.

She was tired for a long time, and when she didn't stretch, she stood up, only to see that Sun Zhiyi's head was still upside down between her legs, and her whole body was snow-white and covered with frost.

She was so shocked that she reached out to touch him, and her clothes were frozen and stiff. She was surprised and amused, passed into the room, and ordered him to drag Sun Zhiyi out and bury him.

A few guards were brought in the room, and Sun Zhiyi's body was put into the carriage and dragged outside the city. Wu Yi did not order a proper burial, and he did not bother to dig a pit and bury it in the room, but when he saw a stream beside the road, he threw the body into the stream and returned to the city.

was so lazy in the room, but he saved Sun Zhiyi's life. It turned out that as soon as Sun Zhiyi's finger was bitten by the ice silkworm, he immediately used the method of luck in the "Book of Eternal Life" to dissolve the poisonous gas, and after the blood was sucked into the body by the ice silkworm, it returned to the blood vessels of his fingers, and sucked the extremely poisonous ice silkworm essence into his body.

Wu Yi sucked the blood of the ice silkworm again, but it was completely useless, and he only worked hard in vain. If Sun Zhiyi had practiced all the exercises of the "Immortal Sutra", he would have been able to gradually dissolve the poison of the ice silkworm, but he would only learn one method and would not be able to enter or exit. This ice silkworm strange poison is the first cold quality, and it froze him on the spot.

If he is buried in the earth, even after hundreds of years, he may not be able to dissolve, and he will inevitably become a zombie. At this time, he entered the stream and slowly flowed down, and after more than ten miles, the stream turned and his body was stopped by the reeds beside the stream.

After a while, the stream beside him froze and became a crystal coffin. The stream continued to rush and wash, brushing away the cold in his body bit by bit, and finally the ice outside him slowly melted.

Fortunately, he wore an iron owl on his head, and the iron heats up and cools quickly, and the ice inside and outside the iron owl melts first. He coughed for a while at the water, and when his mind cleared, he climbed up from the stream, and there were many ice cubes left in his body.

When the body first turned into ice, it was not completely unconscious, but it was just frozen in the ice and unable to move. Later, I finally froze into a coma, and at this moment I escaped death, like a big dream.

He sat by the stream, remembering that he was loyal to Wu Yi and was willing to feed poisonous insects with his body to help her practice, but after he died, Wu Yi didn't even sigh.

He looked out of the ice, and saw her take out the blood of the ice silkworm with a smile on her face, and apply it to her palm to practice, just looking at herself sideways, but she felt that she had died interestingly, quite strange, and there was no regret.

He thought again: "The ice silkworm has this poison, which is worth thousands of poisonous insects and poisonous snakes, and after the girl inhales it in her palm, of course she has practiced her poisonous palm." If I go back to her......"

Suddenly, her body trembled, and she shuddered, thinking, "As soon as she saw me, she must have used me to test her poisonous palm." If the poisonous palm is practiced, it will naturally kill me with one palm. If I haven't practiced yet, she will tell me to catch poisonous snakes and poisonous insects until she has practiced her poisonous palm and can kill me with one palm. Left and right is a death, what am I going to do again?"

He stood up, jumped a few times, shook off the ice on his body, and wondered, "But where to go?"

Looking for Lu Qian to avenge the murder of his father, he didn't dare to think about it anymore. I couldn't make up my mind for a while, so I wandered in the wilderness and barren mountains, picking wild fruits, and catching birds and beasts for food.

In the evening of the second day, when he was bored, he took out the Sanskrit "Sutra of Eternal Life" and wanted to learn the posture of the warrior monk in the picture.

The book was soaked in the stream, and he turned it carefully lest he break the pages, but suddenly a strange figure appeared on each page, in a different posture.

He pondered for a long time, and finally understood that the graphics in the book were revealed when wet, and it was not the Bodhisattva who appeared to save his life, so he followed the pattern according to the graphics on the first page, and followed the small red arrow in the strange words in his heart, and faintly felt that there was an extremely cold ice line, walking among the limbs and hundreds of remains, just like the ice silkworm was resurrected and crawling in the body. He was frightened, and hurriedly stood up straight, and the ice silkworm disappeared in his body.

In the next two hours, he just thought: "The cold silkworm that got into my body doesn't know if it's gone?" but he couldn't touch it, couldn't touch it, and disappeared without a trace, and finally couldn't bear it, and made a strange posture again, thinking according to the small red arrow in the strange words, and after a while, sure enough, the ice silkworm crawled in the body again.

He screamed, and no longer thought about it, and the ice silkworm disappeared, and if he missed it again, the ice silkworm crawled again.

Every time the ice silkworm crawls for a while, the whole body is indescribably comfortable and happy. There are many postures of naked monks in the book, and the small arrows in the strange characters are also circling and tortuous, and the changes are complicated. He called the ice silkworm according to different postures, and his body was cold and warm, and each had a different comfort.

After a few months like this, when catching birds and beasts, I gradually felt that my hands and feet were light, and I could leap far away and run faster than I could before.

One evening, a hungry wolf came out to forage for food and pounced on him. Sun Zhiyi was frightened, and when he was about to run away, the hungry wolf's claws were already on his shoulders, revealing his sharp teeth, and biting his throat.

In panic, he slapped his hand on the top of the hungry wolf's head. The hungry wolf rolled over, twisted a few times, and then stopped moving. Sun Zhiyi turned around and fled for a few feet, seeing that the wolf had never moved, he was very surprised, picked up a stone and threw it, the wolf body in the stone, the wolf still did not move.

Pleasantly surprised, he tiptoed over to see that the wolf was dead. He never imagined that he could be so powerful with such a casual palm, and he turned his palm over and over again, and he didn't see anything unusual, and couldn't help but shout: "The ghost of the ice silkworm is really a spirit!"

He only thought that the ghost of the ice silkworm would burrow into his body after his death, so as to show this great power, but he didn't know that it was purely the power of the "Sutra of Eternal Life", and that the ice silkworm was a rare and highly poisonous thing in the world.