Feixue Island is more than 800,000 miles in circumference, located in the Beiyang open sea, 230,000 miles away from Penglai Island, the whole island is covered with ice and snow, is a permafrost ice field. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info Feixue Island due to the cold and loneliness, lack of aura, has always been rare immortal cultivators to set foot on it, but a few days ago, after an immortal found a true immortal-level ice silkworm here, this place immediately became lively, and nearly a thousand immortal clouds and demon wind and demon fog fell on the island every day.

It was discovered that there was a true immortal-level ice silkworm on Feixue Island, and it was a heavenly immortal who had no door and no sect. That day the immortal originally came to Feixue Island to collect ten thousand years of Xuan Ice, but he didn't want to meet a true immortal-level ice silkworm under the ice, and before the heavenly immortal could react, the frightened ice silkworm sprayed a mouthful of cold air, freezing the heavenly immortal into a popsicle.

The true immortal-level ice silkworm spewed out was the cold qi elite that had been tempered and condensed by absorbing cold qi for an unknown number of thousands of years, where could a heavenly immortal resist it, but in an instant, it destroyed the physical functions of that heavenly immortal and froze his primordial spirit.

At the moment before the Yuan Shen was about to collapse, the Heavenly Immortal did a selfless thing, he told everyone he knew about the discovery of the True Immortal-level Ice Silkworm on Feixue Island in the Spirit Rune, and told them to come and collect it.

One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and this heavenly immortal told the matter to more than twenty immortals at one time, most of them were heavenly immortals, and those heavenly immortals felt that they had no chance of winning against a true immortal-level ice silkworm alone, so they began to form a gang. As a result, there were many people talking and leaking the news, and almost the entire Dongyang Outer Sea knew that there was a true immortal-level ice silkworm on Feixue Island, and for a while, a large number of immortal horses began to pour into this desolate ice field.

A white auspicious cloud fell on the Flying Snow Island, and a man in white with a handsome face and a long sword hanging from his waist stood on the white ice, looking around.

After finding out that the news of the birth of the ice silkworm was undoubted, Chen Xian purchased some materials for refining the incarnation outside the body, and then flew non-stop, flying for two days and one night, and finally arrived on the Flying Snow Island.

After coming to Feixue Island and seeing the vast ice field, Chen Xian finally knew why so many immortals had been looking for several days in a row and had not found the ice silkworm: the true immortal-level ice silkworm had devoured at least tens of thousands of years of cold air, and its breath had already merged with the Xuan Ice on the island, and it could not be found by scanning it with divine sense, and could only be observed with the naked eye. The immortal's eyesight is excellent, and he can see that there is no problem for three hundred miles in the daytime. It's a pity that the ice silkworm is hidden under the ice, and the immortals can only see the distance of more than 100 meters under the ice, and no matter how far it goes, they will be blinded by the light reflected under the ice, and they can't see anything clearly.

Finding the ice silkworms hiding under the ice is tantamount to looking for a needle in a haystack. However, it is difficult to find a needle in the sea, in order to find the ice silkworm, these immortals really crossed the sea, each showing their magical powers: some hold a compass, pinch their fingers while walking, some look up at the sky, step on the gang, some sacrifice the spirit rune, follow behind them, some throw bait, some prostrate on the ice, sniffing fiercely......

In short, there were various methods, which made Chen Xian amazed at the same time, he felt that he was not well prepared, and he only thought about catching the ice silkworm alive to refine the incarnation outside the body, and rushed over with a hot head, without considering the question of whether he could find the ice silkworm. But this did not bother him, and after a deep groan, he walked to a deserted glacier and sat down cross-legged.

Chen Xian closed his eyes and silently operated a spell called "Heaven and Earth Listening" that the old beggar had left in his mind, and in an instant, everything within a radius of five hundred miles was presented to his mind, the glaciers, the ice fields, the small animals and monsters on the ice fields, the creatures under the ice, and the every move of the monks who searched for the ice silkworms were all clearly seen by him.

"No, change the next place. After not finding the true immortal-level ice silkworm, Chen Xian immediately changed places to search.

After changing twelve places in a row, and still no trace of the ice silkworm was found, Chen Xian stopped, this day it was very draining to see and hear, and it was already his limit to use it twelve times in a row, and if he used it again, he was afraid that he would be insane.

After meditating and pranayama for an hour, Chen Xian once again performed the method of seeing and hearing from heaven to earth, but still found no trace of the ice silkworm, and was about to put away the spell, but heard a monk say excitedly: "Found it!"

Found it, the people who came here were all looking for the true immortal-level ice silkworm, and now someone shouted "found", and immediately a group of immortals surrounded them and took a ...... The monks who turned into gods and cultivators, looked eight or nine years old, and dressed as Taoist children surrounded the center, and Chen Xian was also one of them.

Chen Xianyi frowned, he and so many immortals didn't find the shadow of the ice silkworm, how could this god-transforming monk He De be the first to discover the traces of the ice silkworm, could he be the son of another plane? It's just that this girl is too brainless, won't he make a lot of money by screaming when he finds out? Uh, he suddenly thought that this god-transforming monk is so weak, he is afraid that he will be frozen into slag before he gets close to the ice silkworm, and it is still understandable to scream.

"Where is the ice silkworm?" Say, or I'll strangle you!" asked a blue-faced Taoist with a gloomy face, and the others also stared at the little Taoist boy.

Being stared at by so many immortals, the Dao Tong, who was just a god cultivator, turned pale all of a sudden, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he said tremblingly: "I, I didn't find it, the ice silkworm ...... I ......"

"Who are you bluffing? Hurry up and tell where the ice silkworm is, or I'll let you know what life is better than death!" this time it was another black-robed monk who was covered in demonic energy and roared in a hoarse voice.

Dao Tong's legs weakened, knelt on the ground, pointed to the ice and said, "I, I found the body of the master...... I'm going to call the brothers over and get his old man up from under the ice together......"

Everyone followed his finger and looked under the ice, and saw that a red-robed Taoist priest with a blue face was blocking in front of him with one hand more than 60 meters from the ice, and he was frozen there.

"Isn't this the red-robed old monster who sent the news to us, it turns out that he died here! A celestial immortal wearing a cyan robe said with a puffed face, not knowing whether it was sad or happy.

"Qinghai, are you as stupid as others as you? The cold here is deep, and the red robe died here, which proves that this is the old nest of the ice silkworm. You told us to disperse, why don't you leave here?Are you going to collect the body of the red robe, how did I hear that he has a hatred for taking his wife with you?"

Chen Xian noticed that the color of the ice here was different from other places, and guessed that it should be the ice silkworm that lived here, and was eroded by the terrifying cold qi of its body, and transformed from ordinary cold ice to Xuan Ice. The red robe should have sensed that this place was full of Xuan Ice, thinking that there might be ten thousand years of Xuan Ice below, so he pierced through the ice, but unexpectedly alarmed the ice silkworm, and when he went down, he was frozen by a breath of cold air, and the ice cave he had hit was all frozen.

After figuring out this festival, Chen Xian calmed down, isolated the noisy shouting of a group of immortals around him, silently used the method of seeing and listening to the heavens and the earth, and explored the movements within a radius of five hundred miles, and finally found a true immortal-level ice silkworm sleeping more than two hundred meters under the ice more than three hundred miles away.

"This ice silkworm is not as stupid as the legend, at least after the nest was discovered, it still knows how to move the nest! It's just that this girl is too fat, and she can't travel thousands of miles after killing someone, so she ran for three hundred miles, is there still a king in her eyes? Look how I will deal with you later, you murderer!" After discovering the traces of the ice silkworm, Chen Xian remained silent and still maintained a state of onlookers, but the method of seeing and hearing was firmly locked on the ice silkworm's body, lest it slip away when it saw the opportunity, and it would be difficult to find it again.

After the scope was reduced, the consumption of the mind by the method of seeing and hearing from heaven and earth was also reduced to the extreme, as long as this ice silkworm did not run out of his body five hundred miles away, Chen Xian could monitor it like this for three days and three nights without panting.

"Qingyan Golden Immortal is here, and the acquaintance left quickly. When the immortals around Chen Xian were still arguing and shouting, a loud shout came from the far west, which shook everyone's eardrums, and followed the prestige, and saw a cyan flame flying from the west at great speed, a flash was a hundred miles, but a few breaths came to the top of everyone's heads. The flames dissipated, revealing a middle-aged man in a cyan robe with an arrogant face.

"Hey, Brother Qingyan's words are so imposing, but it's a pity that I don't know each other, what are you going to do?" Another dark cloud rolled from the east, and there was a big man in black armor on it, and he flew to a hundred feet in front of Qing Yan, and looked at Qing Yan with a playful face.

Qingyan was just about to speak, when another demon wind blew, revealing a young man with blood-red hair and an evil face, and he said with an arrogant face, "The Blood Jiao Demon King is here, and the miscellaneous fish will get out of Laozi!"

"The Blood Jiao Demon King is so majestic, I wonder if the miscellaneous fish in your mouth include my herring fish demon king?"

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In just half a minute, thirteen golden immortals appeared in this suspected golden immortal-level ice silkworm nest.

Chen Xian was pretending to be here, as soon as these golden immortal-level demons and monsters came, he immediately borrowed the slope to get off the donkey, flew east to Wang Baili, and came to a high mountain two hundred miles away from the golden immortal-level ice silkworm, while monitoring the movements of the ice silkworm, while watching how those golden immortals would play this oolong farce.

"Are these golden immortals idiots? they started to clear the field without even figuring out where the ice silkworm was, and arrogance should have a bottom line, right?" Chen Xian was worried about the IQ of these golden immortals, and he was really afraid that they wouldn't suddenly fight, and then they wouldn't be able to watch a good show.

It turned out that Chen Xian's worries were correct, and these golden immortals didn't know what they were muttering. After holding each other for a few minutes, as if they had reached some kind of agreement, they dispersed from each other, centered on the place where the corpse of the red-robed old monster was found, and after a period of fruitless tossing within a radius of two hundred miles, the range was expanded to a radius of five hundred miles.

Chen Xian's heart lifted, lest these golden immortals find that they were still sleeping underground, and they didn't know that the danger was not far from them.

Fortunately, these golden immortals are all scattered immortals and wild demons, there is no advanced exploration method, and no ice silkworms have been found, the closest to the ice silkworm is still a Taoist priest holding a compass and dressing up as a real person, but he is just about ten miles away from the ice silkworm, after some pinching his fingers and calculating, he shook his head and walked to other places.

"Huh-" After Chen Xian let out a sigh, he sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes and recuperated, and secretly looked at this posture, these golden immortals would not give up for a while, and it was better for him to catch the ice silkworm slowly, otherwise when he fought with the ice silkworm, he would regret it when he was discovered by these golden immortals. The selfless thing of "making wedding clothes for others" should be left to the tailors, and they can't steal their jobs.

After sitting down, Chen Xian began to sort out the exercises left in the old beggar's mind, trying to guess his origin, but found that these exercises were very complicated, including the Taoist golden pill technique, as well as the Buddhist relics method, the demon magic and demon skills are all available, and I don't know who the other party is.

What Chen Xian has to do now is to choose a set of exercises and magic powers suitable for his cultivation from these exercises. Of course, if you can integrate these exercises and create your own exercises that are 100% compatible with yourself, then you will be in a bunker. However, it is not easy to create the exercises by himself, since his debut, he has only been exposed to the practice of turning the dragon into a dragon, and his experience is still shallow, and it is still early to learn from the strengths of all families and create his own exercises. But with the exercises left by the old beggar in his mind, he firmly believes that he will definitely be able to create an earth-shattering exercise that cries ghosts and gods.

After some combing, Chen Xian felt that it was better for him to take the route of the demon clan, after all, he was an out-and-out monster, and the demon clan's exercises were the most suitable for him, and he would get twice the result with half the effort when he cultivated. And the cultivation method of the demon clan does not cultivate the Yuan Infant and the Yuan Shen, but only cultivates the Inner Dan (the dragon clan is called the Dragon Ball).

Since he decided to take the route of the demon clan, Chen Xian had to turn the primordial spirit in his body into Jiaozhu. However, the transformation of Jiaozhu needed to be retreated for a few days, and at this time, the fish and dragons on Feixue Island were mixed, and it was not the time to cultivate, so he turned his attention to the field as soon as his mind turned.

After searching for a radius of five hundred miles and failing to find any trace of the ice silkworm, these golden immortals gradually expanded the scope of their search......

(To be continued...... ）