They thought they would continue to be hunted down after returning to the Ice Palace, but the Ice Palace was no longer what it was before they entered the Spirit Palace.
Qi Mengsheng's frost broke through the barrier, and the huge ice palace became a real ice and snow cave. The ground, beams, tables, chairs, and decorations were all covered with a thick layer of frost and snow, as if the roof had been lifted. A heavy snow is like a downpour, covering everything with the cold white, and never seeing the sun again.
Cangyu Sect disciples who didn't have time to escape, or who were low-level, turned into stiff ice sculptures, exuding a cold and dead air.
"Master, Brother Lan..." Xie Bian jumped off Fan Wuxi anxiously, but just as his feet touched the ground, he fell into the snow.
Fan Wuxi held up his feet angrily: "Do you want your feet?"
"I'm going to help Master." Xie Bian pushed Fan Wushi away, pulled out Peixue, and stood up with his sword.
The moment he stood up, the soles of his feet felt a sharp pain. Jie Bian swayed back and forth on the sword. The veins on his forehead were bulging, and he clenched his fists so hard that he almost bit his lips to bleed, before he forced himself to stabilize. stature.
"Brother!"
Seeing that Bian Yujian flew out of the ice palace, Fan Wuxi had no choice but to chase after him.
The moment he rushed out of the ice palace, the dazzling white light forced Jie Bian to close his eyes tightly. When he opened them again, he was stunned.
The vast expanse of white, from here to the distance beyond the reach of the naked eye, is only white, and even the Fengming Lake, full of blue waves, has disappeared because it is covered by white snow, and there is nothing but white.
This whiteness took away all the colors in the world, absorbed the vitality of all things, and brought the icy hell to the world.
In the sky above Fengming Lake, an ice and snow banshee waving white wings is looking down on all sentient beings coldly. A clear ice coffin was suspended beside her, and the person trapped in it was dressed in a lake-blue outfit with black hair like black ink.
It was Lan Chuanhan.
Zhong Kui pointed his sword at the blue sky and said sharply: "Qi Mengsheng, if you kill the young master of the Yueyue Pavilion, there will be no turning back!"
"I can't turn back." Qi Mengsheng has white hair and eyebrows, her face is bloodless and expressionless, she is no longer like a person, "My physical body is already decayed, no matter how high my cultivation is, I am as invincible as a mortal. If you can't ascend after death, what do you want in this life?"
"When you ask about cultivating immortals, what you seek is enlightenment, understanding and proving the Tao. If you practice Taoism only to ascend to immortality, with such utilitarianism, how can you comprehend the Taoism? This is giving up the basics and chasing after the last!" Zhong Kui's Hong voice reverberated in the cold wind. .
"Abandoning the basics and chasing the last?" Qi Mengsheng said coldly, "Why can't one just practice Taoism to become an immortal? Who doesn't want to become an immortal?"
"Everyone wants to become a fairy, so hard work is what it takes. Why don't you follow the right path and insist on harming others?!"
"After Jedi Tiantong, the spiritual energy in the world has been continuously consumed, and now it is so thin. In the past few hundred years, there have been no more people who have been dissected and ascended. If you follow the right path, your hundred-year cultivation will be wiped out." Qi Mengsheng said word by word. ,"I can not be reconciled."
"So you want to find the reincarnation of the Emperor and dig out his golden core?!"
"Only the Supreme Emperor can let me use the ice spirit to reshape the body." Qi Mengsheng sneered, "The heavenly beings don't want us to become immortals, so I will borrow an elixir from the reincarnation of the heavenly beings."
"I will never let you succeed!"
With a wave of Qi Mengsheng's hand, Lan Chuanhan's frozen coffin rose suddenly: "Hand over the Qingfeng sword, otherwise, I will smash him to pieces. On the road to Huangquan, you personally attracted his soul, just to explain to him, Why didn't you save him."
Zhong Kui clenched his back molars, struggling endlessly.
"Qi Mengsheng!" Xie Bian roared.
Zhong Kui breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Xie Bian and Fan Wuyu: "Are you all right?"
"Master, you are injured." Seeing the blood on Zhong Kui's body, Xie Bian was heartbroken.
"It's okay, what are you doing out here?"
Xie Bian spread his hands and said to Qi Mengsheng, "Do you know what this is?"
In his hand lay a simple wooden ruler.
Qi Mengsheng narrowed his eyes.
"Gong Shuji is in my hands, and that man and the seven-star lamp are also in my hands." Xie Bian said loudly, "Let Master Lan go."
"That person? Who is it?" Zhong Kui asked.
"The man I saw at the bottom of Fengming Lake last night." Fan Wuxi replied.
A ferocious look flashed across Qi Mengsheng's face, she snorted coldly: "Then put it here with you."
"You!" Jie Bian said angrily, "Aren't you afraid that I will kill him? He is very important to you, right?"
"As a general of the underworld, how could he kill innocent people indiscriminately." Qi Mengsheng looked down at Jie Bian, always feeling that this little impermanent fairy looked familiar, but she didn't think deeply, "Keep him until I get it." Gold case and jade strategy, and then I will exchange it with you from the Lan family."
"Don't even think about it!"
Fan Wuxi asked, "Is the innocent person you're talking about Cheng Yanzhi?"
Zhong Kui looked at Fan Wuxi in a little surprise.
Qi Mengsheng's expression froze, she looked at Fan Wushi with a fierce look in her eyes.
"It seems so." Fan Wuxi said in a deep voice, "Why did you keep Cheng Yanzhi? What does it have to do with Xu Zhinan?"
Qi Mengsheng didn't answer, her eyes shifted to Zhong Kui: "Master Zhong, hand over the Qingfeng Sword. Otherwise, I will not only kill Lan Chuihan, but also freeze the people in Kunlun Continents into ice."
"You lunatic..." Zhong Kui gritted his teeth and stared at Qi Mengsheng.
"Hand over the Qingfeng sword!" Qi Mengsheng pointed five fingers, and Lan Chuihan fell from the sky straight to the ground.
"Stop!" Zhong Kui shouted.
The ice coffin stopped suddenly when it approached the ground.
Jie Bian's heart almost stopped beating for a moment.
Fan Wuxi squinted his eyes and handed over the Qingfeng sword for Lan Chuihan. He was extremely stupid, but he knew that Zhong Kui would definitely compromise.
Sure enough, Zhong Kui took a deep breath and threw the Qingfeng Sword into the snow.
With a bang, the celestial master of the underworld, the immortal venerable in the world, and recognized as the number one person in the world, was handed over the sword just like that.
Qi Mengsheng sucked the Qingfeng sword away from the air.
Zhong Kui said in a deep voice: "Qi Mengsheng, the golden coffin and jade plan are just a legend, even if you have a soul weapon, you may not be able to find the Mount Tai enchantment."
"I'll find it." Qi Mengsheng took Lan Chuihan with him and flew into the distance without looking back.
Zhong Kui stared at Qi Mengsheng's back.
"Master." Xie Bian flew to Zhong Kui, grabbed Zhong Kui's arm, and carefully checked his injury, "Are you seriously injured? What kind of medicine did you bring?"
"Small injury, it's not a problem." Zhong Kui's face was full of anger, "This demon girl is simply insane."
"Master, can she really find the golden coffin and jade policy? I am afraid that only Mr. Cui Fu knows where the golden coffin and jade policy is."
"Golden coffins and jade policies have long been legends in the world. She actually knows about this thing. Maybe she has read relevant records from some lost ancient books. Seeing how confident she is, I'm afraid she can really find it."
"Then what should I do? If she really knows who is the reincarnation of the Human Emperor, wouldn't that person be very dangerous?"
Zhong Kui said in a deep voice: "We must not let her succeed. Otherwise, the nightmare from a hundred years ago will repeat itself."
Xie Bian took a deep breath. A hundred years ago, in the era of Zong Tianzi, the unrivaled demon Zongzi Xiao swept across the entire world of cultivating immortals, and everyone could only live under his lustful power. If Qi Mengsheng was cast into the body of an ice spirit, no one in the world would be able to defeat him. Everything will repeat itself.
Unless Zhong Kui used the Eastern Emperor Bell to deal with her.
But the Donghuang Bell is used to fill the barrier of Fengdu. Once the Donghuang Bell is gone, ghosts will run rampant in the world, and the Kyushu will be devastated.
Right now, Zhong Kui doesn't have the Qingfeng Sword, and they can't stop Qi Mengsheng anymore, but overnight, the world of cultivating immortals is at the point of life and death.
Xie Bi'an said: "Master, let's notify the Xianmeng immediately, and with the power of the Xianmeng, we will be able to stop Qi Mengsheng."
"They heard that Wuya, the magic horse, is already on their way to Kunlun." Thinking of Wuya, Zhong Kui turned his head to look for it, but the sky and the earth were all white, and there was no shadow of the skeleton horse. "It won't freeze to death." Alright."
"Wu Ya is an evil spirit, it is impossible to die again." Fan Wuxi said, "It was just buried in the snow."
Zhong Kui frowned slightly: "You know it well."
Fan Wuxi didn't answer.
"Let me ask you, how did you know that that person was Cheng Yanzhi?"
"Guess."
"Fart, how did you guess?"
Xie Bian let out an "ah" and fell down.
"Brother!"
"Bian!"
The two supported and understood Bian at the same time.
"Master, we are all injured, why don't we go back to the Ice Palace to rest first." Xie Bian grinned in pain. Although there was an element of drama, the pain was real.
Zhong Kui looked at Xie Bian's feet, then at Fan Wuxi's blood-stained front: "Who did it?"
"Fei Lingshi, but we captured them."
"Go back to the ice palace first."—
Xie Bian held the hot teacup in both hands, staring at the hoarfrost on the window lattice in a daze.
Although the ice palace is surrounded by frost, at least there are rooms that are not covered by snow, bedding that is not frozen dry, and fires can be made. Compared with the outside, it is a world of difference.
The surviving monks of the Cangyu Sect are all hiding in the depths of the ice palace, and Zhong Kui has set up a barrier in their guest rooms, so that the two will not invade each other for the time being. They are all injured now, so they can only stay here and wait for the people of Xianmeng.
At this time Zhong Kui went to the Spirit Palace to arrest Yun Xiangyi and Hua Xiangrong, there were only the two of them in the room, and a pot of burning charcoal fire.
"Brother." Fan Wushi called softly.
"Um?"
"Does your foot still hurt?"
"Much better, how about you?"
"It doesn't hurt anymore."
Xie Bian turned the teacup around, took a sip, and then pressed the teacup to Fan Wuxi's face: "Is it warm?"
"It's warm." Fan Wushi lay on the bed and looked at Xie Bian, "What were you looking at just now?"
"I didn't see anything."
"Then why don't you look at me?"
Xie Bian smiled lightly and said, "You and I look at it every day, what's so good about it."
"I want you to look at me."
Hearing this, Xie Bian put down his teacup and looked down at Fan Wushi.
The smaller the range of the barrier, the stronger it is, so the two of them are now on the same bed, one is sitting and the other is lying down.
An ambiguous atmosphere flows between them.
Xie Bian remembered what happened in the Linggong, and his face became hot.
Fan Wuxi stared at Jie Bian, and just about to say something, the door was pushed open roughly, and Zhong Kui walked in carrying Yun Xiangyi and Hua Xiangrong.