Bai Yi looked at the little Xiaoice crystal in his hand, smiled indifferently, thanked him, and put it away directly.

For the kindness and mercy of others, Bai Yi didn't care about it at all, with the arrogance of the Immortal Monarch, he didn't have the habit of being pitied, but Lu Xichen was different, Bai Yi once saved her life in the underground world, if it wasn't for Bai Yi's action at that time, those minions of the Seven Evil Sects would have eaten Lu Xichen to the scum.

Qingzhou Mingyu's life is worth more than a small piece of 10,000-year-old ice crystal, and now he just receives some rewards, Bai Yi doesn't mind.

Seeing that Bai Yi accepted the ice crystals, Lu Xichen felt a lot lighter in his heart, looked at the sky that was about to dusk, and said: "The residence of the Hanyu Sect to entertain guests is in the Wenxiang Palace, look at your appearance all the way, tonight I will be the east, please taste the ice spring spirit wine of our Hanyu Sect." ”

The Smelling Fragrance Hall is divided into hundreds of individual igloos, used as a stay for monks of other sects, and the word Smelling Fragrance is indeed worthy of its name, in the open space of the Ice Palace, there are many small light blue flowers planted, and the fragrance emitted by those flowers makes the whole Smelling Fragrance Hall full of faint fragrance.

The blue flower is a spirit grass called "blue letter grass", so named because the rhizome is no different from a wild grass called "letter grass".

Lanxin grass grows in the snowy region, withers when heated, as long as it blooms, it is undefeated in all seasons, the flowering period is as long as several years, the fragrance of the flowers is overflowing, and the smell is refreshing.

In an igloo in the Smelling Fragrance Palace, Lu Xichen poured a glass of Ice Spring Spirit Wine for Bai Yi, so the whole igloo was fragrant.

The material used in this special spirit wine of the Hanyu Sect is Lanxin grass, and then it is brewed with the water of the ice spring on the ice platform, and the wine is fragrant. It is very sweet, and it has the effect of clearing the heart and calming the air.

Lu Xichen raised his ice cup. He looked up and said, "This glass of wine is your reward for saving me once." Qingzhou Mingyu doesn't like to owe favors the most, after drinking it, we will clear the two, if you get into trouble in the future, I won't help. ”

Drinking the Ice Spring Spirit Wine in one gulp, Lu Xichen's face was flushed, although his tone was arrogant and unreasonable, his appearance became more and more cute, Bai Yi drank the Spirit Wine with a smile, and couldn't help but praise: "Ice Spring moisturizes the body." Lan Xin is pure-hearted, and it is really good wine. ”

Hearing Bai Yi's admiration for the Ice Spring Spirit Wine, Lu Xichen showed a look of disdain, and said in Bai Yi's tone: "Sure enough, it's a drunkard!"

After that, the two looked at each other and smiled, the boy smiled freely, and the girl smiled coquettishly.

"Your sister, what's wrong?" Lu Xichen couldn't suppress the curiosity in his heart and asked cautiously.

"Victimized. Bai Yi's expression became solemn. Said in a deep voice.

"Are you still alive?" Lu Xichen asked again.

"Seriously injured and dying. Bai Yi answered.

Lu Xichen didn't ask any more, because she heard a faint killing intent in Bai Yi's tone, and was silent for a long time, "What about the enemy, I can help you avenge." ”

"No need. Bai Yi said softly: "The enemy is dead. ”

The enemy is no more. My sister has become a living dead, Lu Xichen can feel the sadness in Bai Yi's heart, and purses his mouth. He poured two more glasses of Ice Spring Spirit Wine and drank it silently.

Outside the window, the moon has risen. Bai Yi held the ice cup in his hand and looked at the bright moon in the night sky. As if talking to himself, he said, "Where is the cold pool?" ”

As soon as she heard the three words of Hanshuitan, Lu Xichen's slight drunkenness dissipated in an instant, and the flush that had just floated on her face also changed back to a white color, and she said very solemnly: "You must not fight the idea of Hanshuitan, that is the forbidden place of our Hanyu Sect, even if your elders of Cangyun trespass, you will die without a place to be buried!"

Bai Yi was still looking at the bright moon outside the window, and the hand holding the cup didn't even tremble, as if the forbidden place in Lu Xichen's mouth was just an ordinary place for him.

"There are three snowmane lion kings guarding the cold water pool, each lion king is equivalent to a Jindan powerhouse, not to mention you, ordinary Jindan monks are also difficult to approach, even if they get close, they will fall into the magic circle outside the forbidden land, so that they will be detected by the sect, and even I will not be able to protect you at that time." ”

Lu Xichen whispered with some urgency, it could be seen that she was very worried that Bai Yi would trespass into the cold water pool, not to mention that Bai Yi was an outsider, even if she herself approached the cold water pool without the permission of the sect master, she would be heavily responsible.

"Have a good night's rest, sad and depressed, it's a big deal that I will accompany you to the Yi Bao Hall for a few more days, and you may be able to collect enough 10,000-year-old ice." Lu Xichen said softly in a rare voice, and then left the Smelling Fragrance Palace.

The Cold Jade Sect composed of ice and snow looked more and more cold in the moonlight, Bai Yi always looked at the bright moon outside the window, and before he knew it, the small wine jar containing the Ice Spring Spirit Wine was already empty.

In this world of ice and snow, Bai Yi is not alone.

In the hall of the two poles, a woman in palace clothes is also looking up at the moon, and her eyes are as bright as a stream, filled with indelible sorrow.

That was the real master of the Hanyu Sect, the Hanyu Sect Master with the cultivation of the middle Yuan Infant, Lu Zimo.

No one knows what this sect master of the Hanyu Sect is worried about, maybe only Lu Xichen, who was raised by Lu Zimo, can see through some of the master's sorrows.

In Lu Zimo's Ice Palace, there is a dark room, even Lu Xichen is not allowed to enter, there is no elixir in the dark room, there is no exotic treasure, there is just a cold tablet, there is no name on the tablet, but four words are deeply engraved.

Joyful Immortal!

If Bai Yi saw that his tablet was offered to the Hanyu Sect, he might be stunned, but now he couldn't see it, not only him, but the entire Hanyu Sect, except for the sect master, no one could see this spirit card.

Lighting three high incense plants, Lu Zimo bowed properly, and the melancholy that appeared faintly on weekdays was even more obvious at this time, as if he was worshipping his deceased elders.

Three hundred years ago, Xianjun once preached on the shore of the East China Sea, talking about the essence of the formation path, and those who were qualified to listen to it must at least be cultivated by Yuanying, not only monks, but even some demon beasts with great wisdom heard the news.

It is a rare immortal monarch teaching law in a thousand years, as long as you can figure out some fur, whether it is a monk or a demon clan, it will be of great benefit.

Lu Zimo was just a small Jindan monk back then, and her temperament was very similar to Lu Xichen today, she stubbornly believed that the immortal monarch's preaching should be regardless of the realm, why only the cultivation above the Yuan Ying was qualified to listen.

With an unwillingness, Lu Zimo rushed thousands of miles from Qingzhou to the East China Sea in Yuzhou, and when she arrived at the place where Xianjun preached, she understood why the monks under Yuanying were not allowed to listen to the sermon.

It's not that the Immortal Monarch looks down on the Jindan monks, but the East China Sea is already surrounded by large and small demon beasts, the lowest ones are all fourth-level demon beasts, and the fifth- and sixth-level demon beasts are almost everywhere, and there are even many demon cultivators who transform into shapes.

The demon clan is not like the human race, even if the low-level demon beasts are not qualified to listen to the immortal monarch's preaching, but the king of their clan is qualified, so as long as a powerful demon king appears, there must be countless demon beasts of the same clan behind.

The relationship between the monk and the demon clan is mortal enemies in normal times, but in the eyes of the immortal monarch, they are both creatures in the green sky, humans and demons, there is no distinction between high and low.

In the eyes of the scattered immortals, whether it is a cultivator or a demon beast, they are all ants, since they are all ants, what is the value of it.

Lu Zimo looked at the boundless demon clan in despair, the pride in her bones made her forget her fear, and when the silver-haired moon-robed man began to teach the essence of the formation path on the seashore in the distance, the angry Lu Zimo resolutely rushed into the boundless beast herd. (To be continued.) )