Twelve years ago, when Situ Jiu met Qingling in the snow under Nanshan, Qingling wrapped in swaddling clothes was already dying, and the cold seriously invaded Qingling's body.

Qingling was originally a cold physique, and was invaded by the cold in the snow for a long time, which completely stimulated the cold attribute in Qingling's body, and it was out of control, and his life was in danger, Situ Jiu spent a huge amount of cultivation to forcibly suppress the cold in Qingling's body into the dantian and seal it, thus saving Qingling, but it could only be sealed temporarily, and the seal was not long. And Qing Ling decided not to live to be sixteen years old, so over the years, Situ Jiu traveled all over Kyushu, looking for a way to heal Qing Ling, but found nothing.

Now that twelve years have passed, although Qingling is only slightly weaker than ordinary people, and the others are not the same, but Situ Jiu knows that Qingling's lifespan is only two or three years away, and it will completely rebound at that time, when the seal is broken, the terrifying cold air overflows, that is, when Qingling's life is dispersed, these Situ Jiu did not tell others, but silently put it in his heart.

Fate is ruthless, but there is no way, Situ Jiu just wants to quietly watch Qingling spend the remaining two or three years, but he doesn't want to, affected by the battle between the two, it stimulates the cold in Qingling's dantian in advance, and it is out of control, at this time, Situ Jiu regrets and blames himself, and the sadness in his eyes is even worse.

"Grandpa, is there really no way? I don't want Qingling to die. Yun Xiu pulled Situ Jiu's clothes and spoke.

"Hey, the cold in Qingling's body is really terrifying, I have frostbitten seven meridians and eight veins, five internal organs, and I can't do anything about it......" Situ Jiu sighed heavily, shook his head, the incomparably sad in his eyes, closed his eyes, a turbid tear dripped down from his eyes, and his rickety body became more and more old, and Situ Jiu's heart was very sad at this moment. If there is a way, Situ wine has already been used, more than ten years have traveled to every place in Kyushu, searched all over the place, and has never been able to find a way to save Qingling, at this moment the white-haired person is about to send the black-haired person, which is an indelible sadness for Situ wine.

"Even if there is a cultivation against the sky, what if in the end, I still have to send a white-haired person to a black-haired person, I hate it......" Situ Jiu suddenly opened his closed eyes, his blood-red eyes looked up to the sky and roared, and the powerful momentum emanated from Situ Jiu's body, and he surged around, Yun Xiu and the two of them only felt that they had become a lonely boat in the storm in an instant, and the bones of their whole bodies were stuck, and they were almost about to fall apart, but fortunately, the monk Ruchen was quick to protect Yun Xiu and Qing Ling behind him, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable. The momentum formed ripples of water ripples, and went around in circles, shaking the surrounding bamboo forests, and some of the close ones had already been annihilated in silence, such as the endless desolation in the momentum of the rainbow.

A mouthful of blood spurted out of Situ Jiu's mouth, staining the clothes on his chest red, the look in his eyes dimmed, and he was inexplicably lonely.

Cardamom years, in an instant, the world is about to be separated, fate is the most ruthless, the South Mountain is desolate, Yun Xiu as if he has lost his mind, unwilling to mutter: "Impossible, I don't believe ......"

But what is the method? Even Situ Jiu is helpless, what else can he do? The cold ice body is rare in the world, and when he was young, he was tormented in the cold snow, which had already caused the cold qi in his body to invade the seven meridians and eight veins, and the five internal organs, although Situ Jiu forcibly suppressed the cold qi into the dantian with his cultivation against the sky, but it could not be long-term, and if it did not break out, it would be an uncontrollable consequence.

If not, if you guide it when you are young, you will definitely be able to control the cold in your body and become a kind of physique against the sky.

"Amitabha Buddha ......" Monk Fasheng clasped his hands together and said a Buddha name, the cunning color in his eyes had long faded, and his whole expression became very serious, he turned his head and said to Monk Ruchen: "Master, Sister Qingling's fate is bumpy, and the cardamom years are about to pass away, it is really pitiful, Buddhism has a saying, saving people's lives is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter, you must save her, you can't watch her die like this." ”

Although he is a master and apprentice, for so many years, the Fasheng monk has rarely called Monk Ruchen so seriously, but now in order to clear the spirit, the Fasheng monk has become so serious, Monk Ruchen glanced at the Fasheng monk with deep meaning, sighed, and walked to Qingling.

In an instant, the Buddha light on the body of the dusty monk emerged, and the golden Buddha light wrapped the body of the dusty monk, the treasure phase*, like a spring breeze, like a Buddha, stretched out his palms, and the rich Buddha power surged towards the Qingling on the ground, and the body of the Qingling was suspended and floated in front of the dusty monk. The rich Buddha power slowly entered Qingling's body, flowing in Qingling's body along the seven meridians and eight veins, carefully probing Qingling's condition at this time.

Ruchen monk Buddha power is boundless, his own Buddha power is more gentle than Taixuan Gong, although it can not reach the point of water melting with the cold in Qingling's body, but it will not stimulate the cold in Qingling's body in the slightest, and the gentle Buddha power flows, making Qingling very holy, and even the frowning brows seem to stretch a little.

Seeing this situation, the monks of Yun Xiufa on the side couldn't help but clench their fists, looking at the situation at this time for a moment, hope rose in their hearts, and they didn't dare to disturb Monk Ruchen in the slightest.

The cold in Qingling's body is very terrifying, like a thousand years of cold ice emitting out, making the night of early spring even colder, although the dust monk is boundless, at this time there is also sweat on the forehead, it seems that the consumption of the dust monk is not small.

Just for a moment, Monk Ruchen put away the Buddha power on his body, and Qingling slowly fell back to the ground, the Buddha light on his body was still flowing, his eyes were closed, and he fell into a coma.

Yun Xiu hurriedly walked over, pulled Monk Ruchen's sleeve, and said, "Uncle Ruchen, how is Qingling, is he okay?"

"Amitabha. Monk Ruchen showed exhaustion on his face and said a Buddha name. Said: "The cold in Qingling's body is really terrifying, beyond what the poor monk has seen in his life, cold as a thousand years of ice, able to freeze everything, such a terrifying cold has long exceeded the limit that the human body can bear, if it is an ordinary person, there is no possibility of sparing, I am afraid that it will not be able to hold a breath, and Qingling can survive, it is a miracle." ”

According to the poor monk's inference, it must be related to the constitution of the Qing Ling itself. Monk Ruchen turned his head to Situ Jiu and said.

"That's right, Qingling is a cold ice body that is rare to see for thousands of years, and its ability to withstand cold far exceeds that of ordinary people. Situ Jiu said truthfully.

"It was as the poor monk expected. Monk Ruchen nodded.

"Ice Body?" Yun Xiu and Fasheng Monk both leaked incomprehensible expressions.

Monk Ruchen said: "Everyone's birth date is different, resulting in different physiques, but they are inseparable from the distinction between gold, wood, water, fire and earth, people with each physique have a certain affinity for the same attribute of the substance, this is a kind of talent, so martial artists with different attributes of the same attribute of the exercises, can always do half the work, and the ice body is the ultimate of the water attribute, just like the sun body, the Jin Geng body, are rare physiques for thousands of years, such a person once cultivated and grown, can become a super master among the masters." ”

Situ Jiu's face leaked with sadness, and said: "Qing Ling originally has a physique that is rare for thousands of years, if he is guided when he is young, he will definitely be able to become a supreme powerhouse and deter one side, but it is a pity that he was eaten by the cold qi in his body when he was young, resulting in the appearance he is like now, and he can't even save his life, which is sad and lamentable." ”

"Amitabha. Monk Ruchen's face leaked with regret. opened his mouth and said: "Fate makes people, and creation makes people ......"

"Is there really no solution?" Yun Xiu still didn't give up.

"Maybe there is a way to rescue the legendary era, but the current era has long changed, and if you want to save the Qing Ling, I am afraid it will be difficult to ascend to the sky. Monk Ruchen spoke.

"What kind of method is it, in order to clear the soul, go up the sword mountain and go down to the sea of fire, Yun Xiu will not hesitate. Hearing Monk Ruchen's words, Yun Xiu's eyes leaked a look of determination, even if there was little hope, Yun Xiu would not give up.

"Qingling's seven meridians and eight veins, the five internal organs have long been frostbitten by the terrifying cold, although I used the Buddha's power to temporarily stabilize, but it can't support for long, only three days at most, three days later, the cold overflows again, in an instant Qingling will be wiped out, want to heal, it is difficult to ascend to the sky, unless you find the legendary miracle medicine, you can completely heal and return to normal. Monk Ruchen spoke.