Feng Yan took the little hand of the green quinoa and walked through the stone gate guarded by the old woman, and the stone gate was closed. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Feng Yan gently touched Qing Quinoa's head and said, "If you have the opportunity to meet the two seniors just now in the future, remember to be respectful." ”

Qing Quinoa was thinking about the two gray-robed, unusually old, unsmiling old women, and asked when she heard the wind and asked, "Why? Is it because they are strong?"

"They are all martial artists who have entered the Dao realm, and they are naturally powerful! But the most respectable thing about them is not here. They were originally also extremely talented disciples of the Cold Moon Palace, but it was only for the sake of the Cold Moon Palace that they abandoned their glory and prosperity to enter the station of the Ice God Palace to guard the inheritance of the Cold Moon Palace. And unless they break through to the Dao Heavenly Realm, they are only afraid that they will bury the Ice Divine Palace. However, it should be impossible to break through to the Heavenly Realm of Initiation with their qualifications, even the Master may also stop at the Realm of Entering the Dao Realm in this life. Feng Yan's words carried an indelible sense of vicissitudes.

Qing Quinoa was silent for a while, and said with curiosity: "Then who is more powerful than Master and them?"

Feng Yan patted Qing Quinoa's head lightly in amusement, she didn't listen to what she said just now with this little girl. However, Feng Yan still said to Qing Quinoa with some pride: "Although the two seniors have been cultivating longer than me, and they are more focused on cultivation when guarding the Ice Divine Palace, the master should still be a little stronger than them. “

Feng Yan is also a cultivator of the Dao status realm, and Qing Quinoa has known it for a long time.

Qing Quinoa nodded with satisfaction, as if she was extremely satisfied with the answer that her master was stronger.

"Ice God Palace, is this the biggest secret of the Cold Moon Palace?" Qing Quinoa thought to herself.

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Huge valleys, verdant trees, steep cliffs, and extremely wide.

In the depths of the valley is a swamp that leads nowhere, huge, deep, and endless.

Above the boundless swamp, two black lotus flowers stand silently. The nine black petals are arranged in a certain rhythm, and the faint fluorescence makes it appear more elegant and holy, and the fragrance emanating from the lotus heart makes everyone in the valley can't help but be intoxicated. And unconsciously, their cultivation has improved a little.

But holiness has always coexisted with evil, and light has always coexisted with darkness!

Under the elegant death lotus, there are thick roots, slowly rhythmic, strange and revealing evil. Each rhythm draws a lot of energy from the swamp for the growth of the Death Lotus. All creatures that are touched by the roots will be absorbed by the roots A large amount of energy, internal force, flesh energy, life energy...... In the end, it will be drained, and only the bones will be left!

Before anyone found out, some low-level spirit beasts couldn't resist the temptation of the medicinal fragrance of the dead lotus, approached the dead lotus, and finally got entangled in the roots, drained into bones, and indulged under the swamp.

From ancient times to the present, there have only been three records of the death lotus, and this time the appearance of the death lotus and the lotus was beyond everyone's expectations. If he had known that it was the Death Lotus, it is estimated that the sect would have sent more and stronger people to fight for the Death Lotus.

In the valley, each sect has its own station, and they are not aggressive with each other and afraid of each other.

The Poison Sect was the first major sect to find the Death Lotus, and enough wooden houses had been built in the station.

Long Feixue, dressed in black, walked into the Poison Sect's residence with a cold expression, and the guards saluted respectfully.

"Senior sister, you're back!" Ji Xian smiled and came to greet Long Fei Xue, after all, Long Fei Xue's ice and snow aura was too easy to recognize, and when she stepped into the Death Lotus Valley, Ji Xian and Mo Zhiming sensed it. Ji Xian followed behind Mo Zhiming.

"What's the catch?" Mo Zhiming smiled.

Long Feixue pulled the steps on the sword in her hand, showed the silver shining sword, and said, "I only got this sword, and the rest of the things were obtained by Ding Tai of Luo Sheng Sect and Qingyan of Cold Moon Palace." ”

"Senior sister, don't be discouraged, it's only a matter of time before you surpass them with your talent. Ji Xian said and took the sword from Long Feixue's hand, and took a look at it, the cold air was overflowing, the sword light was cold, and the white blade was extremely sharp, and it was a real blade like frost and snow at that time.

The expressions of Ji Xian and Mo Zhiming, who were originally casual, changed a little, and Mo Zhiming touched the sword body with one finger, and the cold air drilled straight into Mo Zhiming's fingers. Mo Zhiming withdrew his finger and said lightly: "It should be made of cold prison iron!"

"Senior sister, you're really lucky!, we don't have such a luxury of using Cold Hell Iron as a weapon!" Ji Xian smacked his tongue and handed the sword back to Long Feixue.

The Cold Hell Iron is also the only high-grade Soldier Iron of the Nine Great Divine Irons, and it is difficult for the body protection qi under the Dao Realm to resist the attacks of the weapons cast by the Cold Hell Iron. Ji Xian is already the next head of the Poison Sect, but he does not have the treatment of the Iron Casting Soldier of the Cold Prison.

"It seems that what my junior sister gets is the most precious thing!" Mo Zhiming said with a smile.

The master of the Dao Cave Mansion was originally a swordsman, and most of his skills were on the sword, and the sword he used was indeed the most precious thing in his body, much more precious than his swordsmanship and exercises.

The reason why it was so easy to hand over the sword forged by the cold prison iron in a single battle was that on the one hand, he was indeed not the opponent of Lai Feixue, and on the other hand, he also had some indescribable meaning.

Long Feixue said: "If the two senior brothers want it, give it to the two senior brothers!"

Ji Xian waved his hand again and again, and said: "I have received your second senior brother's wishes, but you should keep this sword! You should keep this divine soldier for self-defense! I went back to the sect to find a better swordsmanship and practice it first. “

Mo Zhiming smiled and said, "If Master knew that we had robbed you of your things, he would have to pick our skin!"

Hearing Ji Xian and Mo Zhiming say this, Long Feixue didn't insist and put down the sword in front of the two.

In fact, the weapons forged from the iron of the cold prison are also of great use to people like Ji Xian and Mo Zhiming. But how could they ask for Long Feixue's things? Even if they got the sword themselves, they must have given it to Long Feixue.

And Long Feixue is dedicated to martial arts, although she knows the name of Cold Prison Iron, she doesn't know the true value of Cold Prison Iron.

"Senior brother, where are the senior uncles?" Long Feixue did not sense the aura of the several senior uncles in the station.

"Senior uncles are going to meet old friends, and your second senior brother and I are staying in the camp. Ji Xian explained.

"Hmm. Long Feixue nodded and said, "Then senior brother, if it's okay, I'll go back to cultivate." ”

"Senior sister has also walked a lot, hurry up and go to recuperate! When there is something, we will call you!" Mo Zhiming said with a smile.

Long Feixue is gone.

Ji Xian and Mo Zhiming looked at Long Feixue's back and smiled helplessly, their eyes exuding an inexplicable meaning!

Then the two met their eyes and collided violently......