Xin Yue is equivalent to the existence of Cheng Ziming's soul clone, and the surrounding body is a spirit body composed of souls. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info theoretically said that he could pass through most of the ordinary objects. His fist stopped at a palm's distance from the wooden railing, and he felt a burning sensation. There was no flame in front of me, but I could really feel the burning sensation of being caught by the flames.

It seems that one broken log is not enough. Cheng Ziming shook his hand and showed the dagger, "swish" a few times, and cut off several pieces of wooden fences in a row, revealing an obvious gap. The burning sensation immediately disappeared without a trace, and Xin Yue's arm reached into the gap in the wooden fence, successfully passing through the outer iron fence, and his arm stretched out the Cold Spring Pavilion.

It turned out that the two layers of materials of this Cold Spring Pavilion had their own functions, and the black iron on the outer layer was engraved with a formation, and once it was activated, it could prevent any immortal cultivator or spiritual object from passing through the iron railing. But although this black iron was constantly slashing and the spell was ineffective, there was no way to stop the spirit from passing through it. Therefore, the inner layer of the Cold Spring Pavilion is a wooden pavilion built of extreme yang wood, which is specially used to block spirits such as ghosts and wild ghosts.

After figuring out this layer, Cheng Ziming had an idea. Xin Yue's figure retreated slightly, and Cheng Ziming immediately waved his dagger, and in a few clicks, he cut off the wood in the original iron gate, revealing the outline of the iron gate. It's just that at this time, under the effect of the formation, the iron gate has been integrated with the surrounding iron fence. The key on the door was empty, but unfortunately Cheng Ziming had already checked it, after the hero post was dissolved in the cold spring water, the key to the cold spring pavilion lost its spirituality, and directly turned into gray and white, and it turned into stone powder and scattered directly to the ground with a light touch.

Xin Yue walked to the gap in the wooden railing, which was just enough to pass with his head down. He tentatively lifted his legs and took a step, and in an instant he passed through the outermost iron railing, and leaned half of his body out of the Cold Spring Pavilion. But then he felt a burst of unbearable heat, and the afternoon sun illuminated the small half of his body exposed outside the pavilion. Hurriedly took down the parasol given by the ghost girl from behind, but with a "snap", the parasol hit the iron railing, obviously this item was blocked by the formation, and it was impossible to pass through the gap at the railing.

As soon as he shrank back, Xin Yue hurriedly withdrew to the Cold Spring Pavilion. Although the outermost iron pavilion could not trap him, the daylight discouraged him. Those who are not afraid of the sun can't get out of the Iron Pavilion, but those who can get out of the Iron Pavilion are afraid of the sun, Cheng Ziming sighed, it seems that there is no way to leave this pavilion before it gets dark.

Seeing that noon had passed, I was already hungry after a morning of tossing. Immortal cultivators who refine qi and cultivate are still unable to clear the valley, so three meals a day are still essential. Cheng Ziming took out the food box from the storage bracelet and divided a portion of the barbarian. The barbarian unceremoniously took the food box, and the two of them ate and drank together. Xin Yue is a spirit-like being, although he can't enjoy these "world" delicacies, he can only watch from the sidelines.

After lunch, Cheng Ziming began to repair the wooden pavilion on the inner layer of the Hanquan Pavilion. He first carefully inspected the wooden pavilion and found many broken places. Using a red pen to mark these areas that need to be repaired, and then calculating the anode wood needed, it turns out that the amount of wood brought by Carpenter Liu is just right, and all the damaged parts can be repaired. It can be seen that compared with the village chief and his lustful son, this Liu carpenter father and son are really much more reliable.

The brute is very coarse, so the work of resisting wood should fall on him. Cheng Ziming hung a long rope from the beam on the top of the pavilion, climbed on the long rope, took the wood handed by the barbarian, covered it in the damaged part of the wooden pavilion, and then fixed the wood with iron nails, which was equivalent to patching the damaged place.

Cheng Ziming jingled in the pavilion, but in all directions, except for the same beating sound in the Hanquan Pavilion where Lao Li Tou was, the rest of the pavilions did not start work at all. Not only that, judging from the quarrels that came from time to time, in the other Cold Spring Pavilions, the spirit disciples were arguing about how to divide the wood.

Anode wood, Cheng Ziming also used the holy card to identify, knowing that these woods are unique to this small world of precious wood. The pure yang power contained in this wood has the effect of shielding the divine consciousness and isolating the yin soul. The mere use of shielding the Divine Sense can make this wood a priceless and rare material. If the anode wood is brought back to the big world and refined into magic weapons such as cars and boats, it can even block the divine sense of high-level immortal cultivators, which is a function that countless low-level immortal cultivators dream of.

Wealth is moving, and Cheng Ziming understands the practices of these spiritual disciples very well. But he's in a different position. Who let his pavilion be located at the farthest end, and at a glance it was the first line of defense against the attack of lonely souls and wild ghosts! Under such circumstances, how could he have the courage not to carefully repair the wooden pavilion? Presumably, the native barbarian also thought of this layer, so he always cooperated very well, and the two of them carefully repaired the wooden pavilion in a muffled voice, leaving no trace of potential safety hazards.

However, at Cheng Ziming's insistence, they still opened a wooden door on the wall of the pavilion on one side, which was extremely low and could barely pass one person. The wooden door is fastened to the wall of the wooden pavilion with iron nails on all four sides, and is integrated with other railings. It's just that when needed, the nails can be pulled out and the wooden door removed. This passage was left behind by Xin Yue, after all, he was now the only spirit disciple who could leave the Cold Spring Pavilion at night.

Time flies by in the busyness, and night creeps in. The moonlight of this night was extraordinarily bright, like the cold spring water in the cold lake, spilling into the pavilion from the cracks in the fence of the cold spring pavilion. There is only moonlight in the Cold Spring Pavilion, and any other light will distract you and relax your vigilance against all the movements outside the pavilion. Ghosts in the night, like nocturnal owls, are hard to spot.

At midnight, a dark cloud obscured the moonlight, and the moment darkness fell, a cold air suddenly dispersed.

And with that, there was a brilliant blue glow. It was the Hell Orchid, like a dusty jasper that suddenly washed away the dirt, and the small blue flowers were moistened by the yin energy, and immediately became vibrant, emitting a blue light unique to jewelry.

The bright moon reappeared, and the moonlight once again sprinkled into the pavilion. A burst of mist churned in the cold spring platform, and the yin mist dispersed from the well platform, turning into a yin qi like water mist, spreading out in all directions, and the temperature in the pavilion dropped sharply.

Cheng Ziming only felt a chill all over his body, and the warm jade in his chest immediately became hot, and most of the cold around his body was dispelled. It seems that this warm jade is indeed worth the money, and it can even resist the extremely cold spring yin qi, saving Cheng Ziming a lot of spiritual power.

The barbarian was already pale from the cold, and when he shook the wooden ring on his wrist, a black and shiny bear skin appeared directly in his hand. He draped the bearskin over his body, clasped his hands on his shoulders, closed his eyes slightly, and after a while his face became rosy again. Cheng Ziming saw it in his eyes, knowing that although the bearskin looked very warm, it could only block a small part of the cold spring yin qi, and the earth barbarian actually relied on tricks such as "cold avoidance" to dispel the cold qi. This kind of magic consumes the aura of the whole body, and once it is cast, the combat strength will inevitably be greatly reduced, and it seems that once the wild ghosts attack, this barbarian will be a little hopeless.

Xin Yue, as a doppelganger of the divine soul, is like a fish in water in the yin qi, and he is very comfortable. But he himself has never cultivated, and he doesn't know any ghost cultivation spells, so he obviously belongs to the category that he can't count on at all.

Cheng Ziming was secretly pondering, and suddenly his heart moved, and he secretly said, "It's coming!" He turned his head to look, only to see a girl floating quietly and silently on the cold lake not far away, she stood on the water with an expressionless face, and the cold air emitted from her body was as cold as the cold lake water.

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