Liu Junhuai on the side was obviously much more relaxed, although his cultivation was too much different from Kunwu Shan, but when he condensed the Nirvana Silver Body, his flesh and blood were burned, but it was countless times more fierce than this cold qi. ～，

The current quenching effect actually didn't have much effect on him, but he was very interested in cultivating with solid ice, and more importantly, since he got the Origin Water Spirit Bead, he didn't want to let go of the opportunity to get the Water Dao Pattern.

The time of the day passed in an instant, when the sun had set, night fell, and in the silent ice spring pool, two humanoid ice statues were motionless, and the thick ice covered by the body was like a heavy armor, wrapping the two of them tightly.

Liu Junhuai was awakened by the cold mist that suddenly gushed out over the spring pool, and the rich aura made him wake up with stimulation after just a few breaths.

The cold mist of the ice fountain is the essence of the aura that has been released at one time from the accumulation of the ice fountain for thousands of years, and it has reached the level of substance, and it has reached the level of visibility to the naked eye.

This kind of cold mist is the most beneficial thing in the world for cultivators' cultivation, and every time the cold mist is stimulated, ninety percent of it will be wasted, and there is not one in ten that can really be absorbed and used by these cultivators.

What he didn't know was that Qianji Valley had established a sect here for more than 10,000 years, and it had only encountered the gushing of the cold mist of the ice fountain three times.

At this time, Kunwu Shan also woke up in time, and he was stunned to look at the cold mist of the ice spring overflowing the spring pool, and a sudden unreal feeling like a dream rose.

This kind of ice spring cold mist is no worse than Liu Junhuai's aura liquid, he is quietly opening a gap in the gourd of mountains and rivers, desperately filling the ice spring cold mist.

Kunwu Shan on the side also reacted instantly, turning over the various containers in his hand to fill in turn, not noticing Liu Junhuai, who was holding a jade bottle in his hand to cover up, was laughing wildly in his heart.

Although the chaotic space in the gourd of mountains and rivers is vast and boundless, the opening of this gap, the cold mist of the ice spring inhaled is also extremely huge, and the cold mist over the spring pool is visibly reduced with the naked eye.

At this time, if someone from Qianji Valley saw the two of them behaving like this, they would definitely vomit three liters of blood.

Hundreds of disciples can distribute a few drops in a year, and they will all keep them as if they have obtained a treasure, and often over the decades, each person has less than a hundred drops of spiritual energy, and they are only half a handful.

These two people are good, in a few dozen breaths, half of the thick cold fog has been eliminated, which is equivalent to the use of the entire Thousand Machine Valley for hundreds of years, and the greed of the two is enough to cause public outrage.

It's just that the two of them who are unaware of it are still immersed in the crazy collection, and the poor people of Qianji Valley, who are separated by a mountain, are in an atmosphere of endless passion like fire, and there is no one whose power of the Yuan Shen is to explore here.

They had only heard some rumors about the cold fog of the Ice Fountain afterwards, which made the two of them even more afraid to reveal the matter.

Half an hour later, the cold mist of the ice spring, which was supposed to last for several hours each time, was absorbed by Liu Junhuai's chaotic space, but the loss was very few.

Looking at the spring pool that had restored Qingming, Liu Junhuai and Kunwu Shan looked at each other and smiled. The biggest harvest is naturally Liu Junhuai, the aura space that has been opened up separately in the chaotic space, the richness of the aura has doubled, and the aura storage of Qingyun Lake has skyrocketed, making everyone in the space come out to watch, and extreme joy is overflowing on everyone's faces.

This kind of cold fog also exists on weekdays, but it is very light and thin, and it cannot even be seen by the naked eye, but it really permeates around the spring pool, which greatly improves the function and efficiency of the ice spring.

Even if it is so thin, it is regarded as a treasure by the Thousand Machine Valley, and without the nod of the Thousand Machine Valley Valley, it will not be allowed to enter easily, which is also the main reason why this place is full of dense prohibitions.

Kunwu Shan didn't have the existence of aura liquid, and getting so many ice fountains and cold mist made the smile on the corner of his mouth not dissipate for a long time.

When a low-level monk advances, a drop can instantly restore the lost True Yuan Power in the body.

Even if the spiritual energy required for Kunwu Shan's late Mahayana advancement was extremely huge, with a dozen drops of this ice spring cold mist, it was enough to ensure the supply of spiritual energy after the completion of the advancement, so that the true yuan in the body would always maintain an overflowing level.

This is a remarkable thing, in that case, the effect of the ice spring cold mist will not be lower than that of heaven and earth treasures, and the ice spring cold fog in his hand is inexhaustible now!

He didn't think that Liu Junhuai would collect more than him, the suction power of the palm wind in the late Mahayana period was much higher than that of the Transformation Period, and Kunwu Shan even thought that the ice spring cold mist in Liu Junhuai's hand could have his three achievements, so Kun Wushan spoke.

"Jun Huai, do you want me to give you some, the ice spring cold mist here is enough for a large sect!"

Liu Junhuai secretly snickered, he shook his head and said, "I still have a little bit of aura liquid similar to this ice spring cold mist, and I don't charge much less than the leader!"

Both of them were very relieved, Kun Wu Shan appreciated Liu Junhuai's lack of greed, and Liu Junhuai was moved by Kun Wu Shan's generosity.

This kind of sincerity has made the two of them form a more affectionate relationship in the past few days of their trip to Hanjiang, and Kun Wushan has officially become one of the most important members of his team in the fairy world in the future from today

They stayed in the spring pond until late at night, and only slowly returned after the celebration banquet in the Valley of Thousand Machines.

At this time, most of the people in Qianji Valley were drunk, and none of them used the true yuan to control the amount of alcohol, and the reappearance of the exercise in the forbidden land made them see the future, and this future was like a new life.

Countless people wept bitterly at the banquet, from three or four hundred years old antiques to new disciples who had just advanced to Hanjiang.

Their tears are for themselves, and for those division commanders and brothers who have fallen under the limit, and for the dead comrades who have fought internally for countless years.

It seems that overnight, the old appearance of Qianji Valley has been renewed, and the people of the sect have renewed hope for promotion, but those who have lost people or things can no longer be seen.

The moment the forbidden land was opened, Wang Lushan announced the return of all the disciples.

The vast majority of the escapees from all over the Han Xinjiang came back, led by the ancestor of Khotan, personally led thirteen disciples to worship under the door of the Qianji Valley again, since the forbidden land returned to the Qianji Valley, everyone's laughter continued, and the valley of Nuoda was full of joy.

And Liu Junhuai, who single-handedly contributed to such a major turning point in Qianji Valley, was led by the Khotanese Ancestor to the place where Yuan Shitian lived in the forbidden land of the back mountain.

Yuan Shitian was obviously one of the few people in Qianji Valley who was not drunk, and his eyes when he looked at Liu Junhuai at this time were full of sincerity after a lot of emotion.

"Little brother, you have made a great contribution to the rise of Qianji Valley again! Don't have any humility in your heart, you are worthy of the sincerity of Qianji Valley, as long as it can help you, you might as well boldly put it forward!"

Liu Junhuai looked at Wang Lushan and Khotanese Ancestor on the side, and the two of them also looked back with a smile, their eyes clear.

"Senior, then Jun Huai is not welcome! I have long admired the puppet refining technique of Qianji Valley, and there are a few puppets in the small hands, but the rank is a little low, can you ask the seniors to re-refine the juniors, the small ones can count on them to save their lives!"

Liu Junhuai's request made the three of them laugh dumbly, this is really nothing, although several people believe that Liu Junhuai will not take credit, but such a low request still surprises them.

Yuan Shitian couldn't help but remind again, "This requirement is not counted, you can think of some more conditions!"

Liu Junhuai said with a smile, "Senior, there is nothing else, it's just that there are a lot of puppets in my hand, and I'm afraid that I will take them out and frighten all the seniors!"

Wang Lushan laughed, "There is no problem with this, the old man is a ninth-level puppeteer, take out your puppet, I can refine it for you tonight!"

Liu Junhuai instantly cast the active space magic weapon and took out ten battle path weapons, the expressions of the three people suddenly petrified, and the eyes of the three people looking at the battle path weapons were full of incredulity!

Ten tall battle path weapons stood awe-inspiring, even if the three of them saw it in their eyes, they were still shocked by the palpitating deterrent, and the moment they looked at their green eyes, endless cold, endless killing, and endless resentment rose rapidly, and the Dao Dao formations covering the whole body all contained the power of heaven and earth, with strong coercion, and the other three high-level scattered cultivators all faintly felt threatened.

"Hiss"

The three of them all gasped deeply, the refining of these ten puppets was obviously not the refining technique of Hanjiang, and the dense formation on each puppet, although the level was not too advanced, was cleverly designed, and it was obviously different from the popular formation of the puppet master of Hanjiang.

"Jun Huai, where did you get this treasure? They are all exquisite puppets that have never been seen before, although I can also refine them, but the time it takes is huge!"

Wang Lushan's eyes gradually lit up, he was obsessed with the refining of puppets all his life, and it was rare to see such a delicately designed thing, and there were so many at once!

Liu Junhuai said, "It's on a deserted island in the small world of Phoenix, and the desert island is full of giant stone statues, and these puppets are hidden in underground caves!"

The Khotanese Ancestor suddenly said, "It turned out to be there! Yes, there are only similar secret realms with these rare things." ”

Although Yuan Shitian's generation is one generation higher than that of the king Lu Shan, he is like the Khotanese Ancestor, who has studied the number of yin and yang techniques more deeply, and he is only a sixth-level puppeteer.

Therefore, his shock was even more intense, "Little brother, if you are not mistaken, the strength of these puppets is not lower than that of the Mahayana period, right?"