Zhou Tianxiang was certain that Monk Xuyun must have been thinking about the Demon-Subduing Pestle, but he didn't dare to confront Yang Kun because of his face.
Zhou Tianxiang thought that he had seen the true face of Monk Xuyun. Combining the integrated memories, he naturally realized that Monk Xuyun was not as indifferent and indifferent as he appeared to be.
Monk Xuyun was afraid of death and was very concerned about his reputation. When Zhou Tianxiang ruthlessly insulted him before, didn't he not pursue the matter out of respect? From this, it can be seen that Monk Xuyun was a person who was extremely concerned about his reputation.
It makes sense. Monk Xuyun is already quite old. Seeing that he and Yang Kun, two young talents, are far behind him in cultivation, how can he be better than them except that he is older? Ha! He is just a person who loves fame and face! Zhou Tianxiang thought of the elders in the Zhou family who only made various demands on him but couldn't even discipline their own servants, and the haze in his eyes became even thicker.
Monk Xuyun, who was still alert to his surroundings, didn't know that he had become a hypocritical monk who loved fame and face in Zhou Tianxiang's heart. He looked around and suddenly felt some strange wind sounds in the sky, so he looked up at the sky. This time he saw something incredible. It turned out that he saw many black spots not far away in the sky that were rapidly growing from small to large, and then gradually becoming clear. When Monk Xuyun saw clearly what the group of things flying towards them in the sky were, his face became scared and nervous.
"Quick! Go hide in that cave!"
Monk Xuyun's voice changed, causing Yang Kun and Zhou Tianxiang to look up at the sky curiously. After they saw clearly, their expressions became exactly the same as Monk Xuyun's. Without waiting for Monk Xuyun to say anything more, Yang Kun and Zhou Tianxiang followed Monk Xuyun and ran towards the cave he had just pointed out.
What was that thing flying in the sky that made Monk Xuyun, Yang Kun and Zhou Tianxiang change their expressions
It turned out to be a large group of snowfield ice sculptures. Although the name of snowfield ice sculptures is ice sculptures, they are not statues made of ice. Snowfield ice sculptures are a kind of sculptures that look like sculptures, but they are white all over, as if they were made of ice and snow.
The strength of an adult snowfield ice sculpture is enough to rival that of an ancient beast, and it is extremely ferocious by nature. Any living creature it finds, whether human or beast, will be torn apart cruelly. Moreover, the skills of the snowfield ice sculpture are violent blizzards and ice covering thousands of miles. Once used, the person or object covered will be frozen in place and die on the spot!
The strength of a snowfield ice sculpture is comparable to that of an ancient beast, not to mention that it has such terrifying skills. In addition, Yang Kun and his three companions encountered a large group of snowfield ice sculptures, which made them even more daunted. Even if the three of them had not lost their magic power and could use their weapons freely, they might not be able to defeat so many snowfield ice sculptures whose strength was close to that of ancient beasts. So what else could they do if they didn't run
Yang Kun, Monk Xuyun and Zhou Tianxiang were trying hard to escape, but the ice sculptures on the snow field in the sky let out a strange cry and then rushed towards them quickly.
Yang Kun and his two companions hurriedly entered the cave safely and sealed the entrance just as the snowy ice sculpture was about to catch up with them.
Yang Kun, Monk Xuyun and Zhou Tianxiang looked at the wall of the cave and gasped for breath. They listened to the unwilling cries of the ice sculptures in the snow field outside the cave getting farther and farther away, then they slowly slid down and sat on the ground.