The key points of the 'Xuan Yin Body Refining Array' flashed clearly in his mind.
Feng Qingyang turned over from the bed, stood in front of the ten thousand year old cold iron, and made various wonderful movements with his hands. Every time he switched, there would be a layer of inexplicable airflow surging.
"The sky and the earth are boundless, and the solitary yin cannot last forever... The Xuanyin Body Refining Formation... rises!"
As soon as the word "起" came out, the wind and clouds suddenly surged, and a wave of cold current surged in the originally quiet bedroom. This kind of cold was different from the usual low temperature cold, nor was it the kind of cold that was frozen three feet deep. It was a kind of cold! Extreme cold!
"Okay! The next step is to set up the formation! If it succeeds, Xiao Zhu won't have to suffer the pain of Xuan Yang's burns."
Feng Qingyang took a deep breath to keep his energy and spirit in the most perfect state. Looking at the thousand-year-old cold iron on the ground, he instantly understood.
whoosh whoosh whoosh!
From time to time, bursts of air-breaking sounds could be heard in the small room. This was Feng Qingyang, who was moving at an extremely fast speed. Every time he appeared, the amount of thousand-year-old cold iron on the ground would decrease a little.
brush!
Swish, swish, swish!
As the amount of thousand-year-old cold iron on the ground decreased, the mysterious Yin energy in the room became more and more dense, and was all fixed.
Not long after, the thousand-year-old cold iron on the ground disappeared, and Feng Qingyang also stopped. He stood right in the middle of the house and took out the largest piece of thousand-year-old cold iron in his hand, which was obviously prepared for the center of the formation.
If the mysterious Yin energy between heaven and earth is disturbed, a corresponding formation must be used to seal it.
He threw the last piece of ten thousand year old cold iron in his hand to the ground, and shouted solemnly: "Formation!"
Boom!
The mysterious Yin energy that was originally running around quickly gathered towards him, and then turned into a miniature tornado that swirled around him.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
The room was filled with the sound of gusts of cold wind. Less than half an hour had passed when a jade bed appeared out of thin air under Feng Qingyang's feet. The bed was made entirely of jasper, and glowed from time to time.
Feng Qingyang's face was pale. Constructing this formation consumed his magic power very quickly, and it was basically exhausted now. The cyclone formed in his dantian also slowly changed its speed.
"become!"
"boom!"
He suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and the jade bed under his feet cracked instantly. The Xuanyin Qi that had been locked inside suddenly broke out like a wild horse and ran around again.
Feng Qingyang could no longer hold on and stopped fingering.
boom!
The powerful Xuanyin energy exploded instantly, and the sound of the explosion spread several miles away. The houses centered on him were immediately blown into the sky. Feng Qingyang was injured again in the explosion. Fortunately, he had trained himself to have "copper skin and iron bones", otherwise this explosion would have been enough to kill him.
The earth trembled and a chill rose into the sky, but the chill came quickly and disappeared even faster. By the time people reacted, the chill had disappeared without a trace.
Looking at the explosion site, it was actually frozen by a thick layer of solid ice. Even the debris brought up by the explosion was frozen. From a distance, it looked like an extremely beautiful ice sculpture.
In the center of the ice sculpture, there was a figure struggling. It was none other than Feng Qingyang, who was performing the formation.
"What's wrong... What's wrong?"
The sound of the explosion came from the Jingdong Casino, but the courtyard at the back was Zhu Youqian's private place after all, and there were only a few of his servants and managers in it.
Zhu Youqian, who was running a gambling house outside, immediately dropped what he was doing after hearing the explosion and flew back to his own courtyard with a swish.
Everything he saw was a mess. When he saw the huge ice sculpture in front of him, he opened his mouth slightly in surprise.
Zhu Xuezhu also came along, and when he saw Feng Qingyang trapped by the ice sculpture, his heart skipped a beat.
"Am I nervous?" she murmured to herself, and a hint of worry appeared on her originally calm and sweet face.
"Daddy... he... what happened to him?"
Zhu Youqian frowned and shook his head slightly, saying, "I don't know. This ice sculpture is different from ordinary ice, otherwise he wouldn't have been frozen for so long."
"I'll lend him a helping hand." After saying that, he summoned a dark green flying sword. The sword was about three feet long and four fingers wide. From the light flowing on it, it was obvious that it was a top-level magical weapon.
"Draw the sword and cut the sky!"
He shouted loudly and waved his finger. The flying sword pierced through the space and cut back and forth on the ice around Feng Qingyang.
'Click'
Zhu Youqian was also at the peak of the foundation-building stage and half a step into the golden elixir realm. The flying sword in his hand was also no ordinary item. After a few cuts from the sword, the solid ice finally cracked into pieces.
boom!
Feng Qingyang broke through the ice and fell to the ground. There was still blood at the corner of his mouth, and his clothes were in disarray with pieces left by the sharp blade.
"puff!"
He spat out another mouthful of blood and sat on the ground, looking listless. His magic power was now completely used up, and casting the formation had taken a lot of his energy. He had also struggled in the ice for a long time and was already at the end of his strength. It was good enough that he didn't faint immediately.
Looking at the solid ice, after Feng Qingyang broke it, it instantly turned into a ball of white mist and rose into the sky, and disappeared as soon as the breeze blew.
If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes before, I would have thought that the ice was an illusion.
"Brother Qingyang...how are you?" Zhu Xuezhu, who originally had just a hint of worry on her face, changed her expression instantly. He ran over and put his palm on Feng Qingyang's cheek. She felt icy cold, but this chill made her feel unusually comfortable. She hugged his head unconsciously.
"Xiaozhu, don't touch him!"
Seeing that Xiao Zhu's movements were actually faster, Zhu Youqian no longer cared about the differences between men and women. He was just afraid that the coldness from Feng Qingyang's body would hurt Xiao Zhu.
“Daddy…” Zhu Xuezhu turned around and called softly.
"Brother Qingyang's coldness... seems... seems to be useful to me?"
Upon hearing this, Zhu Youqian's face changed and he flew over, reaching out and brushing his hand across his cheek. As expected, he could still feel a little bit of the remaining Xuanyin Qi.
"Xuanyin Qi?" Zhu Youqian was overjoyed.
He turned his head and looked at Zhu Xuezhu and said, "This is the Xuanyin Qi, the Xuanyin Qi. In addition to the 'Ice Ling Grass', this kind of Qi can also suppress the outbreak of the Xuanyang Qi in your body, so that you can suffer less pain."
As he spoke, Zhu Youqian burst into tears of joy, lamenting that there were too many surprises in the past two days.
Looking at Feng Qingyang with surprise, there was a hint of mystery in his eyes besides gratitude.
"He has been attacked by the Xuanyin Energy. It's up to you to remove the remaining Xuanyin Energy in his body..." After saying this, he turned to look at his daughter with an embarrassed look on his face.
"What should I do?"
"Do you like him?" Zhu Youqian suddenly looked at Xiaozhu seriously and said, his face full of kindness, but there was a look of pain and struggle in his kindness.
"I..." Zhu Xuezhu never thought that her father would ask such a question. Cultivators have a long lifespan and usually practice alone, but there are also some like-minded cultivators who form pairs and practice together to make progress together.
Zhu Xuezhu's face flushed. After all, she was still a girl under 18 years old, and she had only known Feng Qingyang for one day.