Chapter Ninety-Two: A Skillful Scholar

u8 update fastest reading network At this time, Yuan Hao Immortal Mansion had already stopped falling and landed at the bottom of the Black Wind Abyss. On the contrary, the bottom of this abyss seemed unusually calm, and the black wind that swept the heavens and the earth had long since disappeared at this time.

With a flash of white light, Li Hui's figure appeared, and then with a move of his hand, he collected the stone that the Yuan Hao Immortal Mansion on the ground had turned into in his body.

Then Li Hui leaned out to observe the situation at the bottom of the abyss, and after a while, his brows furrowed slightly, and his face was slightly weird.

At the bottom of this abyss, I don't know how vast it is, and with Li Hui's spiritual sense, he can't even probe the edge of this abyss. And what really surprised Li Hui was the terrain at the bottom of this dead abyss.

At this time, Li Hui was on a peak that towered at the bottom of this dead abyss, and on the left side of the peak, there was an endless underground magma world, the fiery red magma was like the sea, flooding with monstrous waves of fire, a burst of heat hit, but when it approached this peak, it became gentle.

And on the right side of the mountain peak, there is a white and cloudy land of ice! As far as the eye can see, there is all the ice, some forming huge icebergs, and some are deep valleys with a slight cold air, and after a while, Li Hui felt that the cold qi spread along the spiritual consciousness towards him, as if he wanted to freeze his soul, and hurriedly withdrew his spiritual consciousness.

The two extremes of extreme cold and extreme flame coexisted at the bottom of this abyss, and they were separated from each other by the mountain range where Li Hui was standing.

Li Hui sighed in his heart, he was really lucky, if the Immortal Mansion did not fall on this mountain, but fell into the magma, it would be difficult to guarantee that it would not be refined by the blazing magma, even if the Immortal Mansion could withstand the high temperature in this magma, he was trapped inside, and he was afraid that he would not be able to come out.

In fact, Li Hui was not entirely lucky to be able to fall here. The reason for the occurrence of this black wind in the abyss is precisely because of the special situation at the bottom of this abyss, the convection of the power of extreme cold and the power of extreme fire, that such a powerful tornado is formed.

The hot and cold air currents inside the Abyss are in contact with the air outside, so the higher you go, the stronger the wind becomes, and the lower it is quiet. And this is in the center of the whirlwind, and the location directly opposite is this mountain range that separates the extremely cold and the extremely hot land, so Li Hui can just land here.

However, if there is no protection from Yuan Hao's Immortal Mansion, I am afraid that in this storm, Li Hui will be twisted into pieces, and he will not be able to come to the bottom of this abyss of death unharmed.

Li Hui was thoughtful, and after a while, he also figured out the joints, but his brows were even tighter. When he came here, he hid in the immortal mansion and let this whirlwind sweep him in. But if you want to go out, you have to pass through this fierce Gangfeng, and with the cultivation of yourself and the Cold Flame Jiao, you can't resist the power of this Gangfeng.

"You can't expect this wind to roll upside down and blow the immortal mansion up again. A wry smile appeared on the corner of Li Hui's mouth, and he said a little self-deprecatingly.

However, since you are already in this situation, it is naturally useless to complain. Since embarking on the road of cultivation, Li Hui has also encountered a lot of dangers, and in the end they all survived, and he quickly calmed down at this time.

Li Hui stood on the top of the mountain, raised his head and looked up, there was a black pressure above and he couldn't see his head, presumably in the sky, it was already the Gangfeng layer. He looked left and right again, but his heart was thinking quickly.

The extremely hot place on the left was full of blazing magma, the magma churning like a huge wave, which was daunting. On the right, there is an endless land of ice, cold to the bone, as if all things in heaven and earth are going to be frozen.

However, in comparison, the extremely cold land on the right seems to be better than the extremely hot land.

Li Hui's face showed a slight hint of thought, and then his mind moved, and the huge body of the Cold Flame Jiao appeared in front of him.

"Whew!"

This cold flame Jiao was sleeping at the bottom of the lake, and was suddenly awakened by Li Hui, and then moved out of the immortal mansion, slightly unhappy, and let out a few complaining roars.

But then, as soon as the cold flame Jiao turned his head, he saw the extremely cold place in front of him, his eyes opened, and he immediately became excited.

"Humph!"

Li Hui let out a cold snort, and Cold Flame Jiao's body froze in the air, and turned around obediently, but he still looked ahead with some reluctance.

Li Hui was a little speechless in his heart, this guy often ignores the existence of his master when he sees something attractive to him.

However, this move also proved that his conjecture was correct, the Cold Flame Jiao was originally a strange beast that was good at controlling the power of Xuan Bing, and in this environment, it was even more like a fish in water.

If you want to leave this place, you have to explore this place to see if there is any way to leave. With the Cold Flame Jiao by your side, there will be a lot of benefits.

Seeing the Cold Flame Jiao turn over and come back, Li Hui's face changed a little better, turned over and sat on the back of the Cold Flame Jiao, and walked towards the extremely cold place on the right.

......

At this time, on the edge of the Black Wind Abyss, outside the secret stronghold established by the monks of Winged Wolf City.

A blue light swirled in the sky and landed near the entrance of the cave, revealing the figure of a monk dressed as a scribe in a green shirt.

The green-shirted scribe's gaze swept around slightly, and then landed at the entrance of the cave that was hidden by the phantom array.

"The place chosen is relatively secret, but the layout of this formation is too superficial, and connoisseurs can see through it at a glance. The green-shirted scribe shook his head, a little disdain on his face.

Immediately, the green-shirted scribe strode forward and walked straight towards the hole under the cover of the formation.

As soon as his figure came into contact with the bushes conjured up by the formation, the green-shirted scribe felt that the scene in front of him had changed, but at this time, he was in a dense forest, full of towering ancient trees, layered on top of each other, with no end in sight.

"Carving insect subtotal!" a trace of disdain rose at the corner of the green-shirted scribe's mouth, and then he made a seal in his hand and flicked it in several directions.

In the cave, two new foundation building monks were guarding here, and suddenly felt a wave of spiritual power fluctuations in the formation at the entrance of the cave, obviously someone had touched the prohibition in it.

"There's an enemy attack!"

A man shouted into the depths of the cave.

At the same time, the two of them each held the spirit weapon in their hands, looking like they were facing a great enemy.

At this moment, the formation at the entrance of the cave fluctuated slightly, and a green-shirted scribe floated in, as if the prohibition at the entrance of the cave was just a fictitious thing.

After the green-shirted scribe entered the cave, he happened to see two Zhuji monks who were like great enemies, and the corners of his mouth flashed a slight smile, and he said indifferently: "Where is your leader?"

The tone is indifferent, but there is a hint of coercion, and there is a force that cannot be resisted.

This was the first thought in the minds of the two monks guarding the entrance to the cave. Suddenly there was no thought of resistance.

"Lord Blood is here...... Inside. One of them said in a trembling tone.

The green-shirted scribe nodded slightly, and walked down the steps to the bottom of the cave.

"Daoist friend who is a master, just such a big way to break in, and he doesn't take it seriously, right?" In the depths of the cave, a cold drink suddenly sounded, and then a blood light burst in, revealing his figure in front of the green-shirted scribe, who was the real person of the blood moon.

This Blood Moon real person failed to chase and kill Li Hui that day, but suffered a small loss, and his heart was extremely depressed, and he was cultivating in the cave, and he found that a Jindan monk had broken into this place.

Naturally, he was extremely angry in his heart, this place was originally extremely secret, but in the past two days, people have been found to have broken in, if it really hurts the major things explained by the above, he can't afford it at all.

What's more, he was holding up a nameless fire in his stomach and had nowhere to vent, so he rushed over violently.

The green-shirted scribe was still calm under the gaze of the Blood Moon True Person, raised his eyes to look around, and said lightly: "Your place is really a little crude, but well, there are a few people who can understand the meaning of it, so vulgar, it can be understood." โ€

Blood Moon Zhenren's face was sinking, he didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in the other party's gourd, he was in the other party's lair, the enemy was current, but he commented on the buildings here, and he looked fearless.

It's just that in the cultivation realm, the more people with eccentricities and quirks, the more special magical powers they often have. The Blood Moon True Man didn't dare to be careless, the spiritual power in his body was stirring, and the Blood Blade was ready to strike at any time, and said coldly: "Who is Your Excellency? What is the purpose of coming here? If you don't explain it clearly, then don't blame it for being ruthless!"

The green-shirted scribe still had the same face, and looked around for a long time, then turned his head to look at the blood moon real person, and said lightly: "Well, most people call me a skilled scholar." โ€

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