Ling Lingqi shook his head: "It's useless, I've tried it earlier, I've knocked myself out in advance, and I'll have to wake up in pain when the time comes......"

"......" Bai Yufeng's hand holding the hilt of the sword tightened, what kind of disease is this, so weird, "You came here to look for Snow Lotus, just to cure this disease?"

"Hmm......" Ling Lingqi took off the sword tied to his right side, thrust it into the snow hard, and sat down cross-legged, "When I do it, I will be a little uncontrollable, so you better stay away from me, so as not to have any accidents." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"I'll take notice. Bai Yufeng stood up from the ground, stroked the half-human-tall snow leopard beside him with his left hand, and couldn't see his expression clearly.

Ling Lingqi, who was sitting quietly cross-legged, suddenly trembled all over, although the trembling was very small, but for Bai Yufeng, who had been watching him all along, it was enough to be aware of it.

Ling Lingqi tried his best to suppress the pain in his heart, trying his best to sit upright. Five or six years, dozens of full moon nights, inhuman torture again and again made Ling Lingqi naturally sum up a little experience, only by trying to stay calm, the pain in his heart will come a little lighter, otherwise once the pain breaks through the mind, it is even more difficult to stay calm when the time comes, and in the end, he can only be tortured by pain until he faints to death or persists until he is ugly.

Ling Lingqi's left hand holding the scabbard trembled more and more, and the scabbard and the ice and snow continued to rustle. If it was daytime, Bai Yufeng would have seen Ling Lingqi's thin face twitching constantly at this time, and cold sweat continued to break out of his forehead.

Bai Yufeng looked up at the bright moon overhead, feeling the coldness of the moonlight for the first time, the snow leopard beside him bowed over at this time and let out an uneasy roar, his eyes glowing with ghostly light stared at Ling Lingqi, and it seemed that he would fly up and pounce at the slightest inappropriateness.

Time passed minute by minute, just half an hour, making Bai Yufeng feel that this half hour was longer than the usual hours, and for Ling Lingqi, this time of the month was always so long.

Ah--! Ling Ling let out a roar of gnashing teeth, which startled Bai Yufeng and the snow leopard at the same time. The roar spread far away, echoing in the silent night sky.

Boom! Ling Lingqi fell backwards on the snow, his whole body curled into a ball, but his left hand still held the hilt of the sword tightly. Half an hour has reached the point where it can no longer be endured, then the next hour and a half is the time to resign yourself to fate!

Ling Lingqi went from the initial roar, to the miserable cry, to the silent ho-ho, and finally the whole person struggled silently in the snow, constantly spitting, so that Bai Yufeng, who was not far away, turned his head several times, and couldn't bear to look at it again, even the snow leopard seemed to be infected by Ling Lingqi's pain, and the low roar was full of sadness.

It turns out that there is a voice in the world called crying silently.

Just when Bai Yufeng really couldn't bear to step forward to help Ling Lingqi, Ling Lingqi, who had already struggled out of the boss pit in the snow, suddenly jumped up, and with a bang, the long sword came out of the sheath, and stabbed at the stone wall with a cold light, and a jerky sound sounded, and the two-foot-three-inch long sword body completely sank into the stone wall! After stabbing this sword, Ling Lingqi fell to the ground stiffly, leaving a simple sword hilt embedded in the stone wall.

Bai Yufeng stepped forward lightly, looking at Ling Lingqi lying on the ground with his head scattered and stiff, his fingernails were deeply sunk into the flesh, his expression was complicated, and he couldn't tell whether it was pity or admiration. If Yang Jing was here, perhaps he would understand why Ling Lingqi always disappeared on a full moon night, and only dragged his tired body back to the caravan the next morning.

Bai Yufeng tested Ling Lingqi's snort extremely carefully, and was angry, reaching into his arms to let Ling Lingqi swallow the last Tianshan Jade Dew Pill, and then remembered Ling Lingqi's previous advice, so he had to give up, maybe it would be okay if he didn't take medicine, but it would be bad if he took medicine, besides, there were only two Tianshan Yulu Pills in total, if they were all used on Ling Lingqi, the master would definitely not spare her at that time.

But let Ling Lingqi lie in the snow like this, afraid that sooner or later he would freeze to death, Bai Yufeng took out the quilt from the tent, carefully wrapped Ling Lingqi, and put on a cotton coat and sat quietly on the side without sleep, for fear that Ling Lingqi would suddenly lose his breath and finally have no sleep all night.

According to previous experience, Ling Lingqi would wake up the next morning, but this time it was different, and he didn't wake up until noon on the third day. Ling Lingqi, who was gradually recovering after eating something, was suddenly a little afraid, he didn't know why the pain this time was much stronger than before, if it wasn't for Bai Yufeng by his side, even if he didn't die of pain, he would have frozen to death, he used to live in the deep mountains in the south of the Yangtze River, and he was not worried about this situation.

After a few more days, Ling Lingqi had almost fully recovered, prepared dry food for several days, and set out with Bai Yufeng on the road of finding the thousand-year-old snow lotus again.

Since that night, the estrangement between the two seems to have disappeared, Bai Yufeng's face is no longer frosty, and Ling Lingqi's face is no longer indifferent.

"Can your illness only be cured by a thousand-year-old snow lotus?" Bai Yufeng suddenly thought of a question, there is not only one kind of elixir in the world, snow lotus, or maybe there are other ways.

"There is another medicine that can be cured, but I heard that it is more rare than the thousand-year-old snow lotus. Ling Ling replied.

"What medicine is so precious?"

"Hmm. ”

"What kind of medicine is it, tell me?" Bai Yufeng asked.

“...... I heard that it was ...... in the Shaolin Temple"

"Shaolin Temple?" Bai Yufeng was stunned for a moment, and then was shocked, "Could it be Da Huandan?"

"Hmm!" Ling Lingqi sighed in his heart, it seems that this Da Huan Dan is really good, when it is mentioned, people will show a shocked look, I have also inquired about Yue 13 before, Yue 13 was silent at that time, and finally felt that instead of going to Shaolin, it is better to go to Tianshan to try my luck, which shows the preciousness of Da Huan Dan.

"I heard the master say that the big return Dan is the treasure of martial arts, and it is the treasure of the Shaolin Temple, which can bring people back to life and be reborn, but it is extremely difficult to practice, and in recent decades, the Shaolin Temple itself is probably not much left. Bai Yufeng frowned and said, "So, the Great Returning Pill is becoming more and more precious now......

"Hmm...... Are you from the Tianshan Sect?" Ling Lingqi didn't want to say too much on this issue, anyway, it was a shadowless matter.

"Yes, speaking of which, I still don't know which sect you belong to, and judging from your sword, it doesn't seem to be simple. Bai Yufeng helped Ling Lingqi pull out the sword from the stone wall that night, only to feel the cold, and then tried it a few times, and it turned out to be as sharp as mud, no wonder Ling Lingqi could still insert the entire sword into the stone wall in that situation.

Ling Lingqi paused: "Regarding that sword, don't mention it to anyone." ”

"Why are you always so mysterious?" Bai Yufeng frowned.

"Because that's the rule of the sect," Ling Ling Qidao, "so as not to bring unnecessary trouble." ”

"Then which sect are you from?"

"I ...... There are no sects. (To be continued.) )