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Chapter 592: An Ice Sculpture

Ye Xiaochuan is better than dead now, Xuanying's superb Xisha cold ice jade bed doesn't know where to get the treasure, such a big cold ice jade Ye Xiaochuan has never said that he has seen it before, even if he has never heard of it, several elders of Cangyun Gate have a few pieces of cold ice jade, which is not as big as the one hanging around Ye Xiaochuan's neck, which is already a matter that those elders can't put down.

The more extravagant thing is Yun Qiyou, who robbed Ye Xiaochuan of a large piece of cold ice jade, and asked her master Jingshui Shitai to find someone to cut and polish it into a thin mat.

However, Xuan Ying's piece of cold ice jade, to be precise, this thing is a jade mountain, others can have a few taels of the best cold ice ancient jade, it is already a deep immortal fate, but Xuan Ying's piece is conservatively estimated to weigh two thousand catties, three feet high, three feet wide, and five feet long A cube, it is estimated that this thing will be lost in the world, and it can cause the entire cultivation world to shake, and everyone will go crazy about it.

The reason why the cold ice jade is precious is because this jade is inherently cold, and if the cultivator lies on it, even if he sleeps on it, in order to resist the cold gas, the true yuan will operate independently, and he will sleep for three or five years, and he doesn't have to do anything, and it is not a big deal to increase the cultivation by two levels.

Ye Xiaochuan has no spiritual power in his body now, and he has to sleep on it naked, and as soon as his skin touches the cold ice jade, what he feels seems to be not cold, but scorching.

Xuan Ying crossed her arms and watched Ye Xiaochuan, who was only wearing pants, jumping up and down on the cold ice jade bed, and she was very happy when she saw Ye Xiaochuan screaming.

It was only a moment of effort, Ye Xiaochuan couldn't support it, his lips were cold and blue, and he crawled under the jade bed tremblingly.

At this time, Xuan Ying walked up and threw Ye Xiaochuan up again like garbage, Ye Xiaochuan screamed heartbreakingly, and Xuan Ying was unmoved.

Then, she stretched out her hand and gently massaged Ye Xiaochuan's major degrees such as Shenmen, Neihai, Baiworm, Neiguan, Houxi, Parkway, Jizhong, Shaoxian, Yongquan, Tianling, and Hand Jiaoyang.

Soon Ye Xiaochuan found that a warm current began to gather in his body, and the strange thing was that these warm currents were not wandering in the meridians, but condensed around these acupoints to resist the cold.

Ye Xiaochuan was shocked after being overjoyed, he lay flat on the jade bed and looked at Xuan Ying in surprise.

Said: "Xuanying senior, is this the true magic power of cultivating acupoints recorded in the first volume of the Book of Heaven that you just said?"

Xuan Ying said lightly: "I haven't read the general outline of the first volume of the Book of Heaven, but I know some about this method of stimulating acupoints, and you Cangyunmen should have a similar method, but it shouldn't be as subtle as what I have learned, and there is no cold ice jade bed to provide you with a place to heal, if you want to reshape the meridians, stimulating the acupoints is just an auxiliary, mainly relying on the spiritual power of the cold ice jade bed, as short as three years, as long as five years, your broken and damaged meridians will all be repaired." ”

Ye Xiaochuan's eyes widened and said, "Doesn't that mean that I have to stay here for several years?"

Xuan Ying said: "The beauty you think, I will only repair the five main meridians in your body, and you can circulate the true yuan spiritual power, as for the small branch meridians, you can slowly repair it yourself when the time comes." ”

Ye Xiaochuan heard this, his heart felt better, Xuan Ying said well, as long as the five major meridians connecting the dantian that he broke were opened and repaired, the spiritual power could run on its own in the body again, and at that time, his cultivation would almost come back, and it would not be difficult to take the time to meditate and cultivate, and repair a small meridian every few days.

Xuan Ying massaged Ye Xiaochuan's acupoints for half an hour, and Ye Xiaochuan couldn't feel the cold anymore, so he lay on the jade bed in a daze and fell asleep.

Looking at Ye Xiaochuan, who had slept in enjoyment, Xuan Ying snorted and said to himself, "It's good to have you." ”

After saying that, she turned around and walked to the side, meditated cross-legged, and began to cultivate.

This time Ye Xiaochuan's injury is very serious, his cultivation is not very good, and he can use the Beidou Punishment God all day long, with Ye Xiaochuan's current injury, he is simply a waste person who has been abolished and cultivated in the cultivation realm, and it is too difficult to heal.

There are many reasons why Xuan Ying will go all out to save Ye Xiaochuan, but in the final analysis, Ye Xiaochuan is Liuyun's son, and this is the most important thing.

Sixteen years ago, when Liuyun came to her with a big belly, she promised Liuyun that if she had any trouble in the future, she would take care of Liuyun's unborn child.

As for getting the favor of the fourth volume of the Book of Heaven from Ye Xiaochuan, Xuan Ying felt that it was no longer important, Ye Xiaochuan secretly dug up his own cold ice jade, and he just beat him, Ye Xiaochuan revealed his hiding place to others, and he didn't say anything, and he also taught him the cultivation method of the way of music and rhythm.

Xuan Ying felt that these kindnesses were enough to repay the favor of receiving the fourth volume of the Book of Heaven from Ye Xiaochuan.

There is a very classic experiment, called boiling frogs in warm water, heating the water little by little, and the frogs will not struggle until they are cooked.

On the contrary, a little bit of cold, the effect is similar.

The effect of Xuan Ying on Ye Xiaochuan's massage acupoints is limited to three hours, and after this time, the effect will weaken little by little.

Ye Xiaochuan, who was sleeping soundly on the cold ice jade bed in big pants, didn't feel that his body was getting cold little by little, but just turned over and curled up in his sleep, but he didn't wake up.

When Xuanying opened his eyes five hours later, he saw that Ye Xiaochuan was frozen with ice sculptures, like a curved prawn, and there was already a layer of ice ballast on his body.

Xuan Ying didn't care if Ye Xiaochuan had frozen to death now, she walked out of the cave, and after a while, she brought a basin of water from the water storage cave next door, there was still a lot of wood for Ye Xiaochuan in the cave last time, lit a fire, put the water on the fire and burned it for a while, and tested the temperature, it was just right if it was not hot or cold.

Then Xuan Ying directly poured a basin of warm water on the dried shrimp covered with ice ballast.

Ye Xiaochuan jumped up with a scream, and then jumped off the cold ice jade bed with a bang.

As he got dressed, he said, "Why are you pouring water on me! I'm freezing to death!"

Xuan Ying didn't bother to pay attention to him, and turned around and walked out of the cave without saying a word.

Ye Xiaochuan's lips were frozen and blue, and he felt that he was too slow to get dressed, so he came to the fire with his clothes in his arms. I don't feel cold when I fall asleep, this waking up is like a death.

This time I went out for a long time, and it took half an hour to come back, and a big wild boar weighing six or seven hundred pounds was dragged into the cave by her.

As soon as he saw the wild boar, Ye Xiaochuan's scalp was numb, and last time he cocooned himself and pickled so many wild boar, but Xuan Ying said that he had to finish eating before he could let himself out, and then Xuan Ying also put the pig's head on his head, and now he didn't figure out how Xuan Ying stuffed his head into the pig's head.

Seeing Xuan Ying dragging the wild boar in, he immediately trembled with fright, which was a serious psychological shadow.