Golden casket and jade strategy? !
"'Golden Casket and Jade Policy'? What is that?" Fan Wuxi's mind was full of the phrase "recording the three lives and three lives of heaven and man."
Xie Bian once told him that neither the book of life and death nor the three life stones can restrain the celestial beings who have already transcended the six cycles of reincarnation. If there is really one thing in the world, he can see Zong Ziheng's Three Lives III, he must see it, he wants to know, does the elder brother have any sincerity towards him.
Xie Bi'an's face was serious: "I heard Cui Fujun said that there is another compilation of the fate of heaven and man, which is under the control of Emperor Dongyue. When the heavens were in jeopardy, Emperor Dongyue deliberately left it in the world. Don't let heaven and man control their own life and death. Later, due to a long time, the golden coffin and jade policy was gradually forgotten, but in order to consolidate power, the folk emperors claimed to be the son of heaven bestowed by heaven, so the tradition of enshrining Zen and Taishan was handed down .”
"So there really is this thing?"
"There should be, but I don't know where and how to unlock the seal." Xie Bian frowned, "I'm afraid even Master doesn't know. How did Qi Mengsheng know? She wants to use it to find the reincarnation of the Emperor. Why?"
Fan Wuxi also wanted to know why Qi Mengsheng wanted to find the reincarnation of Zong Ziheng, she couldn't be for the peerless emperor, right? ! Thinking of Peerless Emperor, his breathing became suffocated, and painful memories rushed into his mind, and his hand holding the sword trembled slightly.
"Zhong Kui, leave the Qingfeng sword behind, or you master and apprentice will never leave Kunlun."
Zhong Kui said sharply, "No one can take my sword from Zhong Kui."
"Then, where are the magic weapons of your two apprentices?" The ice and snow jade in Qi Mengsheng's hands shone with a shimmering blue light, and the severe cold was accompanied by the spirit that could not be suppressed and released centered on her: "The disciples of the Cangyu Sect obey the order and take down the black and white impermanence. "
The Cangyumen monks looked at each other, feeling a little dazed for a while.
"Qi Xianzun!" Lan Chuihan roared, "Are you going to make an enemy of the world's immortal sects!"
Qi Mengsheng turned a deaf ear, the ice jade shot out a burst of blue light, turned into a galloping beast and rushed towards Xie Bian and Fan Wuying, the ice curse struck, and some monks who happened to be among them were frozen into ice for life!
Qi Mengsheng really went crazy, he didn't even let his disciples go.
Xie Bian sacrificed Boundless Bi, screened the barrier in front of the two of them, and the ice hit the barrier, making a loud bang.
Xie Biansheng was pushed back a few feet, leaving two deep trails in the snow.
Fan Wushi grabbed Jie Bian: "Go first, there is an enchantment in the Ice Palace." He turned his head and glanced at Wu Ya, the magic-binding formation that imprisoned Wu Ya had been broken by Qi Mengsheng's spiritual pressure, but Wu Ya was also there at that moment. Frozen into ice.
As soon as the two of them retreated into the ice palace, the ice was wrapped around them, and everyone could hear the terrifying crunching sound through the barrier.
And on Fengming Lake, the two people standing at the pinnacle of the world of cultivating immortals have already started fighting, and the huge spiritual pressure engulfed the severe cold and swept the world. Those Cangyu sect monks who had no time to escape turned into ice sculptures fleeing in a hurry on the snowy beach. The fear of the moment of dying is always frozen on their faces.
Xie Bian and Fan Wuxi stood in front of the door, looking at the countless Cangyu Sect disciples who surrounded them, the scene was completely silent.
"What are you still doing?" A middle-aged woman with an extraordinary bearing came out from the crowd, "The master has an order to take down the Immortal Immortal."
"Elder Chen, but..." The female cultivator who was on duty last night obviously had a high status among the juniors, so she was very hesitant.
"But what?"
"Flying Envoy and senior brother are both in the Linggong Palace, Fengming Lake is frozen, their life and death are uncertain, and the master master has become..."
"The head of the sect has his own plans for the head. You take a few people to the Ling Palace to find Feiling envoys."
"… yes."
Elder Chen looked at the two of them: "The Immortal Immortals have offended you."
Xie Bi'an sternly said: "Qi Mengsheng went mad and even killed his own disciples. Are you still going to help the evildoers and become enemies of the whole world of cultivating immortals?"
"If the sect master's body of ice spirit is successful, what is the world of cultivating immortals?" The elder sneered, "You people from the Central Plains have always looked down on people outside the pass and called us barbarians and demon cultivators, but we are heavenly beings. The descendants, the guardians of the Shennong Ding, the ancestors of the Kyushu continent, should now return to their roots!" With an extra ice crystal longbow in her hand, she ordered, "Take them down!"
Without hesitation, Fan Wuzhen swung a sharp sword energy, temporarily driving everyone back, and ran into the ice palace with Xie Bian.
There were countless arrows and ice spells chasing after them. The Ice Palace was very large. They fought and retreated, hiding in places, and soon lost their way and had to hide under the bed in a room.
From time to time, there were footsteps rushing past outside the door.
"Wuyin, I'm really worried about Master and Brother Lan." Xie Bian whispered.
"Aren't you worried about us?" Fan Wuxi touched Xie Bian's shoulder, his gaze was a little empty. He thought of playing hide-and-seek with his brothers and sisters when he was a child. He knew that his elder brother knew that he liked to hide under the bed. He just hoped that his elder brother would find him sooner, and hide here with him to whisper.
A small world, only each other. Fan Wuxi knew that now was not the time, but he still wanted to dream.
"I'm also worried." Xie Bian sighed, "If Qingfeng Sword can open the Mount Tai Barrier, then Infinity Bi and Bian Hong should also be able to."
Fan Wuxi paused: "You said that you might have been an emperor in one life, and maybe your three lives and three lives will be recorded in the golden casket and jade policy."
Xie Bian was stunned: "I forgot, there is a possibility."
"Then do you want to see it?"
"..."
"Don't want to see? Afraid?"
"Where does 'fear' come from? I just... like I said before, I don't think people should dwell on the past." Xie Bian thought of the hallucinations on the gossip stage, and thought of the dreams he had in his previous life. I don't want to admit it, but he is actually a little scared. He is afraid of seeing a story on the golden box and jade plan that he can't let go of. He is afraid of seeing the love and hatred between himself and a man. Shackles bind this life. He is curious, but he wants to suppress this curiosity, because he doesn't want to increase his troubles.
However, he is also worried that he will keep dreaming about all kinds of past lives, and he is worried that it is the obsession that cannot be dispelled even after reincarnation is forcing him to face up to something.
Fan Wuxi pondered for a moment: "If you don't want to know, then don't think about it."
"Yeah. But, why did Qi Mengsheng seek the reincarnation of the Emperor? There are so many people who have been emperors, and she is referring to Zongzi Heng?"
"It must be."
"Even if there is a grievance between them, Zong Ziheng has been dead for a hundred years, what kind of hatred, even reincarnation and rebirth?" Xie Bian shook his head, "The obsession is too deep, harming others and yourself."
Fan Wushi thought to himself, Qi Mengsheng wanted to find Zongzi Heng, probably because of his imperial destiny. Throughout the ages, although many emperors have been emperors, there are very few reincarnations of heaven and man with the fate of emperors. Some died short-lived, and some were seized and usurped. Among the people with destiny, many are mortals who will never form alchemy in their lives. Like Zong Ziheng, who has both the fate of the emperor and the ultimate talent, he can practice the most powerful elixir and panacea in the world—Peerless Human Emperor. Qi Mengsheng wants to completely shed his sickly and aging body, and use the ice spirit to reshape his body. Peerless Human Emperor can help her. If she is really allowed to succeed, her threat is no less than that of herself a hundred years ago.
The scene of Zongzi Heng lying in a pool of blood appeared in front of Fan Wushi's eyes. It was the Peerless Emperor who drove him to a dead end.
The body of the person in the arms gradually losing temperature, the slack pupils, and the blood that smeared the whole world scarlet, a hundred years later, they are still vivid.
Neither his monstrous hatred nor his infinite power could hold tightly the life that was flowing in his arms, nor could he stop the person he loved the most from resolutely leaving him.
He saw the long-lost gentle smile on his eldest brother's face, but he uttered the cruelest last words: "Xiao Jiu, in the next life, in the next life, forever and ever, we will never see each other again."
Love it or hate it, there is no eldest son Heng in this world.
How could there be no eldest son Heng in the world? !
So he tore apart Fengdu's barrier, trying to change his fate against the sky. He wants to tell his eldest brother himself: "I don't want your Dan, I just want you."
In the end, he suffered a crushing defeat and was thrown into the endless hell.
A hundred years in hell is not as painful as lovesickness.
Fan Wuzhen fell into deep pain and couldn't extricate himself, almost ignoring the outside world.
"Junior Brother, what's wrong with you, Junior Brother?" Jie Bian called softly anxiously.
Fan Wuxi woke up like a dream, looked at a concerned face in front of him, couldn't help but hugged him tightly into his arms.
Xie Bian was startled, remembering that not long ago, Fan Wuzhen had just confessed his love to him, and the sudden hug made him feel at a loss: "You, you..."
"It's so cold." Fan Wuxi sniffed lightly, "It's really cold." Without you, hell on earth would be so cold.
Xie Bian hesitated and said, "It's very cold, but you will make some noise if you do this."
"Then let's go quietly." Fan Wushi said in a low voice, "I will hug senior brother quietly."
Xie Bian suddenly felt fooled: "Let me go."
Fan Wuxi refused to let go: "But it's too cold, my hands and feet are numb from the cold."
"You don't know how to use spiritual power to keep warm!"
"We don't know when we will be able to get out of danger, so how can we waste our spiritual power." Fan Wushen buried his face in Jie Bian's neck, "It's very warm when I hug my senior brother, doesn't senior brother feel warm?"
"Yes... warmer."
"Then let's hold on like this, shall we?"
Xie Bian let out a sigh of relief: "Do you know where this place is and what's going on now? We are being hunted down. Master and Big Brother Lan don't know if we can stop Qi Mengsheng."
"I know, it doesn't stop me from wanting to hug you."
"Let me go!"
"Shh, keep your voice down, someone is coming."
Xie Bian still wanted to push him, but he heard footsteps approaching. It was true that there were pursuers coming. Then, the door of the room where they were hiding was pushed open.
The two crawled out from under the bed, and with a few sword moves, they forced the pursuers back and ran out.
"Here they are! Come on!"
The two of them ran around in the huge ice palace like headless flies, and suddenly found an underground entrance. Without thinking too much, they ran off.
I only heard the people from the Cangyu Sect shouting from behind: "No, they are going to the Spirit Palace."
This is indeed the way to the Spirit Palace.
Fan Wuxi suddenly took out a different kind of red, and threw the chain scythe above his head, cutting off all the beams and other objects, temporarily blocking the underground entrance.
The two of them ran straight along this passage, and it seemed that the deeper they went, the colder they went, and the cold seemed to be able to penetrate directly into the bones of people. Suddenly, an ice cave appeared in front of the eyes. There should have been a door at the entrance of the cave. After being frozen into ice, it was destroyed by external force and shattered to the ground. Jun. It is said that the road from the Ice Palace to the Spirit Palace can only be entered by those who have the permission of the head of the sect. After all, this is the cave of the Cangyu Sect. If the gate was not destroyed, they might not be able to enter.
The ice cave extended into long, endless tunnels. I don't know what it looked like when Fengming Lake was not frozen, but at this moment, they seemed to be walking into the guts of an iceberg.
Xie Bian looked behind him: "People from the Cangyu Sect will catch up soon, since advancing and retreating are dangerous, it is better to go forward.
Fan Wuxi nodded: "I also want to go in and have a look. I always feel that the man I saw at the bottom of Fengming Lake that night is of great importance. Now that Qi Mengsheng is going to use the ice spirit to reshape his body, where did that man go? Qi Xing Where did the light go, we should go in and find out."
The two walked into the tunnel and proceeded cautiously.
According to what Fan Wuxi saw and the outside rumors about the Linggong, the Linggong is not big, it is just a small palace built with ice spirits, specially for the senior monks of the Cangyumen to practice and retreat. At this time, the spiritual palace was completely dark, and it still trembled from time to time due to the spiritual pressure released by the battle on the lake.
The range that Huozhezi can see is limited, Xie Bian explored the road, and expressed his doubts: "Master and Brother Lan came to see Qi Mengsheng, and there was more than two hours in the middle, what happened, the two of them If he could escape from the bottom of the lake, why didn't Jun Yunzhong escape?"
"I also don't believe that Yun Zhongjun will be trapped at the bottom of the lake."
"Could it be..." The fire flashed, and a terrified face suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, which seemed to be suspended in mid-air in the darkness, so frightened that Xie Bian almost cried out, he took two steps back, his feet slipped, and he almost fell on his back.
Fan Wuxi hugged him, but his foot still kicked something hard, there was only a bang, followed by a splintering sound.
The two of them took a closer look by the light of the fire, and it turned out to be an ice sculpture made of frozen living people, just like the disciples of the Cangyu Sect on Fengming Lake at this time, it fell to pieces with just a light touch.
Fan Wuxi carefully identified the face: "This is one of the female cultivators sent by the elder just now to find someone."
Xie Bian's face was extremely ugly, he gritted his teeth and said, "Qi Mengsheng killed all his disciples now, if she did this, even if she really got the body of ice spirit, would she still be supported?"
Fan Wuxi said in a deep voice: "Fear can be exchanged for support."
Xie Bian said silently: "Girl, if I can escape from birth, I will definitely lead your human soul to the Hades, and help you find a good family in the next life."
"Then you have a lot to attract." Fan Wuxi burned a fire talisman, illuminating the world for a while.
The seven or eight people who were sent to find Envoy Feiling and Lord Yunzhong just now all died here.
"Their cultivation base should not be low. There was no trace of fighting at the scene, and they were all frozen..."
Xie Bian held Infinity Bi in front of his chest: "Wu Yin, stand behind senior brother."
Fan Wuxi leaned over, his chest almost pressed against Xie Bian's back: "Brother is so kind."
Xie Bian's scalp tingled for a while: "Let's go." He quickly took two steps, throwing off Fan Wushi.
When they reached the depths of the spiritual palace, they finally saw a large area of damage marks. It was obvious that there had been violent fighting, and there were strange shapes of ice everywhere. It is conceivable that this place may have once been inside the Linggong Palace, but it was destroyed, and the lake water was poured back and frozen into ice.
"Brother, there seems to be light ahead."
The two became alert, and walked forward following the light. The closer they got, the more they found that it was not a ball of light, but seven light spots of equal brightness.
Seven-star life extension lamp!
A huge piece of ice appeared in front of him. Judging by the neat shape of this piece of ice, it should be called an ice coffin, because there is a person sealed in this ice coffin.
A young and handsome man, with his eyes closed, was as peaceful as if he had fallen asleep. He was frozen together with him, and there was a seven-star life extension lamp that was slowly burning.
"Is he the man you saw?" Xie Bian was startled by the scene before him, his mouth shut.
Suspicion abounded in Fan Wuxi's heart, "It was far away that night, so I couldn't see his face clearly, but it should be him." He vaguely felt that this man looked very familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was. He actually had a good memory. Come to think of it, that's probably not someone I've met recently, but...
"Why did Qi Mengsheng seal a young man in ice?" Xie Bian gently touched the ice coffin, "No, this is not pure ice, there is an ice spirit inside, and he just fell asleep temporarily."
"Of course he's not dead, otherwise why put up this seven-star lamp." Fan Wuxi murmured, "Who is he?" Whether I've seen him a hundred years ago, otherwise why would he look familiar.
When the two were at a loss, a gust of extreme cold was like a flying arrow, and before the sharp blade arrived, the killing intent went ahead.
"Wuyin!" Xie Bian stood in front of Fan Wushi, with infinite green light shining, blocking the two of them behind the barrier.
Cold air mixed with spiritual pressure poured in, and in the blink of an eye, the entire space was covered with thick layers of frost. The frozen Cangyumen monks outside must have been hit by this trick.
The cold air kept swirling in the room, forcing the two of them to the corner in one breath, and Wu Wubi's protective barrier couldn't help being impacted, but for the time being, he still didn't understand Bian.
After the chill dissipated, Xie Bian breathed a sigh of relief, only to realize that Fan Wuxi had his arms around his waist, his chest stuck to his back, and his posture was intimate.
Jie Bian immediately struggled: "Why are you holding me!"
"Warm." Fan Wuxi added, "I want to hug."
"What are you doing at the moment of life and death!" Jie Bian was angry and anxious, his face flushed.
Fan Wuxi let go of his hand reluctantly, and said innocently: "I'm really cold, senior brother is the only one who is warm, I just want to keep warm, life and death are at stake, senior brother is still so fussy."
"you!"
"Brother won't be angry."
"I'm not angry." Xie Bian was almost pissed off by Fan Wuji.
"That's good." Fan Wuxi immediately changed his serious face, "Brother, Qi Mengsheng must be at his wits end right now, the one who attacked us just now was either the Fei Ling Envoy or Yun Zhongjun, I have a way to lure him out."
"any solution?"
"Smash that ice coffin."