Peerless Immortal Surrounded by Demonic Disciples

Chapter 8

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Frozen snowfield.

Everywhere is white. In the rift of ice and snow, a white fox demon with tail and ears got out from the rift, looked around vigilantly, and then cautiously approached in one direction.

The closer she got, the more she could feel a sense of immortality that represented success in cultivation. The snow fox swallowed, looked to the other side, and saw the frost wolf from the snowfield appearing near the immortal's residence.

"Tch, you only know how to use spiritual energy, and you don't even give this lord anything in return, a bunch of wolf cubs." The snow fox muttered in a low voice, then chose a hidden place, and began to breathe spiritual energy above the ice cave.

As time goes by, more and more goblins gather. Over the past hundred years, they have gradually figured out Jiang Yinghe's temperament, knowing that this immortal doesn't mind the sprite's aura, and the only time he took action to drive the little demon away was because those two inappropriate snowfield fairies were fighting in front of him. Territory fights, just to get closer.

And in the past hundred years, there are also many little demons who have been completely transformed into human form by immortals, leaving what they think are treasures in front of the ice cave, and then bowing to the ice cave to thank them before leaving. It's just that that one never made a sound or took it, accumulated over a hundred years, and almost piled up into a hill.

The spirit wave vibrates and slowly spreads to the surroundings. A familiar voice sounded beside the Snow Fox Demon, it was an ice butterfly.

"Xue Qianqian, you have followed this immortal for decades, why haven't you retracted your ear?"

Xue Qianqian gave her a white look: "My qualifications are dull, not as good as yours, okay?"

Bingdie laughed, glanced at the direction of the ice cave, then turned her head to Xue Qianqian and said, "Little fox, I heard a gossip, it's interesting, do you want to hear it?"

Xue Qianqian knew her temperament, and she would feel uncomfortable if she didn't make up a little rumor every day, so she said casually: "You just say it, and you still want to whet my appetite, so it delays my cultivation?"

Bingdie leaned close to her ear, and said mysteriously: "I heard from the elders in the clan that in the past few days, a big demon has recovered here."

"Big monster?" Xue Qianqian sneered, "I've heard the same rumor nine times in ten years. Is the big monster so easy to recover? Now that the monster clan is declining, only the Nine Infant Monster Lord and the Chaos Monster Lord are supporting the big scene. You If it is said that the big demon must be a person above the demon king, it will not happen for thousands of years, so what is the dream?"

Seeing that she didn't believe it, Bingdie pulled the snow fox demon

Sleeve anxiously said: "How can this be a dream!"

Xue Qianqian shook off her hand, sat down to continue her luck, and said, "You think you are still in the ancient times? Since both the demon god and the demon god Tianyu fell..."

Before she could finish her words, the cold and gentle spiritual waves in the past suddenly shook, and the layers of clouds above the sky suddenly piled up together, and the purple lightning rolled in the clouds, and a terrifying oppressive force rushed from top to bottom .

Just when all the goblins were terrified, a soft wave in the ice cave swept in all directions, swinging the surrounding goblins out for a range of more than ten miles.

Xue Qianqian and Bingdie rolled on the ground for a while, and when they didn't know the north, south, east, and west, they suddenly saw the purple thunder that contained the power of the great way suddenly jumping down, hitting the direction of the ice cave.

If it wasn't for the fairy's last spiritual wave sweeping away, the little monsters around the ice cave would have turned into dust!

Xue Qianqian was pale and clutched her chest with lingering fear. After hearing Bingdie stammered several times, she said: "This is... this is Zilei... the one inside is the fairy from the Void Realm!"

Cave Realm... Xue Qianqian swallowed with difficulty: "Immortal, Immortal? I don't know if it is the first calamity or the second calamity?"

The cave realm needs to go through three lightning calamities and five Dao heart tests before it can be free from heavenly calamities and is called a half-step golden immortal. There are only two human cultivators who have asked questions in this world, one is Xuanwei Immortal Jiang Yinghe from Penglai Immortal Sect, and the other is Hunyuan Immortal Tong Guiyu from Hehuan Sect.

If it is said that he will survive the catastrophe in this kind of place, he will not think of anything other than Jiang Yinghe, who is like ice and snow.

Not only these two people, but all the fairies in the ice field were appalled and rejoiced, but they watched the scene of crossing the catastrophe intently. For practice, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!

"It is said that Mr. Jiang Xianjun is cold-tempered, but I think he is a person who is cold on the outside and warm on the inside. Otherwise, he would not care about the lives of little monsters like you and me." Bingdie sighed and said, "If you go and beg As soon as you ask Xianjun, ask him to accept you as his apprentice? Then you will be prosperous!"

Xue Qianqian snorted: "Are you telling me to die?"

The voices of the two gradually lowered, the sky was full of purple light, and the thunder robbed continuously rolled in the clouds, and the power of the Great Dao filled the sky, almost making people dizzy and dazzled.

The sound of thunder and catastrophe rang for about half a day, and when all the goblins had a splitting headache and could no longer look at it, the clouds in the sky slowly dispersed, and the immortal energy in the ice cave became more dense, almost making people feel giddy.

When all the monsters are in a daze,

A cold and flat male voice came from inside.

"Don't come forward."

Xuanwei Xianjun only had three words, but stopped all the ghosts who tried to come forward, and knelt down on the ground one after another, bowing to the ice cave with the courtesy of a half-master.

"If you haven't preached before, you won't receive great gifts." Jiang Yinghe said lightly, "Let's disperse."

The voice was indescribably clear and pleasant, Xue Qianqian didn't know what was going on, her body didn't seem to follow her mind, she clearly wanted to stay for a while, but her body still obediently walked further away.

The surrounding monster sounds dispersed.

Inside the Ice Cave, Jiang Yinghe was wearing a light green Taoist uniform with emerald green bamboo leaves embroidered on the skirt. He had just passed the catastrophe, and his realm was not stable, but he was not in a hurry to stabilize his realm. Instead, he raised his eyes and glanced at the body of a young man wrapped in ice in the ice cave.

A hundred years ago, when he found this place to cross the catastrophe, he also found this body wrapped in ice. Jiang Yinghe deduced from the inscription that this place should be the residence of an ancient great monster, but this great monster has already fallen.

There is no demonic aura on the ice sculpture, but the flesh is very fresh, like the "food" or "pet" frozen here, it should be a fairy who dragged it into the cold cave of the ice field and wanted to eat it. But no chance to eat it.

Within the demon clan, there are countless evil cultivators who are progressing extremely fast. Only those demons who practice with the authentic Taoist skills of the human race often progress slowly.

Jiang Yinghe stood up, walked to the ice sculpture on the jade platform, and glanced at the face of the young man inside.

Black hair and snow skin, red lips, handsome and gorgeous, if not for the sharp Adam's apple, it would almost make people misidentify the gender, but the left half of the boy's face seems to be bitten by some goblin, bloody and ugly.

Half is Peony Beauty, half is Yasha Shura, the comparison between the two in this world is unexpectedly so stark and cruel.

Jiang Yinghe stretched out his hand, and when his fingertips touched the cold ice, the ice covering the boy split open piece by piece and shattered all over the ground, and the body inside fell into Jiang Yinghe's arms.

Very cold body temperature.

Because of Jiang Yinghe's exercises, his body was already slightly chilly, but when he hugged the boy in his arms, he felt like he was hugging a piece of ice.

This piece of ice can still move, as if he woke up from the ice in a daze, raised his arms to hug Jiang Yinghe's neck, and said softly and pitifully: "Cold..."

Even the voice trembled.

Jiang Yinghe took out a black robe from the storage artifact, put it on the young man's shoulders, and hugged him up. Just as the other party's body temperature warmed up rapidly, a hundred years

A prompt popped up from the silent system.

[Find the target! The evaluation qualification is excellent talent.]

As soon as Jiang Yinghe stopped moving, he felt a strange feeling that his collection addiction had been satisfied. The road to joining the Tao was very elusive. Maybe it would be easier to train three apprentices who are famous all over the world

He stretched out his hand to probe the other person's meridians, and choked speechlessly in the face of the meridians frozen into pieces by the ice. Just when he was a little suspicious of life, the young boy in his arms raised his head, revealing half of his extremely beautiful face.

The eyes that are as clear as water are reflected, accompanied by the young man's hoarse and weak voice.

"Help me... I, I'm so cold..."

Jiang Yinghe seemed to have been hit by something, and a paternal love spread uncontrollably. Although he has only lived on earth for more than twenty years, the two lifetimes add up to a thousand and two hundred years old. He poured his spiritual power into the boy's body, passed through the cold-soaked meridians, and formed a silver-white body protection seal on the boy's eyebrows.

He lowered his head, pressed against the boy's forehead, and said softly, "I will save you, don't be afraid."

The little boy in a black fairy robe tightly wrapped his arms around Jiang Yinghe's neck, and took a deep breath.

The slightly cold breath filled with spiritual qi has been pouring into his heart and lungs, rushing into his revived mind after a lifetime.

——

The child in the ice cave is called Changye.

Jiang Yinghe did not choose to go back to Penglai, but took Changye away from the ice field, and walked slowly in the direction of the Penglai faction for several months.

Changye has a very lively personality, but is very obedient and obedient, but he feels very insecure. According to what he said, he was separated from his fleeing family members on the way, and when he came to the pastoral city, he was dragged into the ice field by a goblin.

Jiang Yinghe saved him, he had the grace of saving his life; taught him, he had the grace of rebuilding him. This is the original words of the long night.

The candlelight trembled slightly.

Jiang Yinghe sat cross-legged on the couch, reaching out to warm the Wangchen Sword on his lap, the snow-colored sword fell under his finger and shook.

There was a sound of the door, and Chang Ye, dressed in dark green, brought in a plate of sweet snacks and placed them in front of Jiang Yinghe.

Jiang Yinghe raised his eyes, didn't look at the snacks on the plate, but looked at his expression carefully, and asked, "I walked three minutes faster, and my breathing was messy, what are you thinking?"

Chang Ye didn't expect him to notice, raised his eyes in a panic, and said with a little awkwardness: "...Master, I, am I ugly?"

Jiang Yinghe was taken aback.

"I bumped into a girl just now and she said I...

…said my face was made up, and told me to get out of the way so that it doesn't pollute her eyes. "

Changye's voice was getting lower and lower, he raised his hand and carefully wiped away his tears.

"Master, I know that people who practice the Tao should not care about...the appearance of accidents, but I..."

His hand was held.

Jiang Yinghe's fingers were slender and soft, frosty white and slightly cold, but when they touched Chang Ye's palm, they showed an extraordinarily warm feeling.

"The ugliness in her heart will pollute others." Jiang Yinghe looked at him and said, "Promise Master, don't be polluted, Changye will always be a gentle and kind person."

Chang Ye was stunned, his Adam's apple rolled, and he lowered his head into Jiang Yinghe's arms.

After a long while, Jiang Yinghe heard the other party's low voice.

"Be the best person in Master's heart."