Ting Mo unleashed a sharp sword arc in Fan Wushi's hand, slashing towards the ice coffin.
Outside the ice coffin was the barrier set by the Bingling, these few sword strikes only added a few scratches.
"The barrier Qi Mengsheng set up is not easy to break." Fan Wuxi snorted coldly, "Let's see how long it lasts." He injected spiritual power into Ting Mo, and Xie Bian also drew his sword at the same time.
Although the two of them were still young, they already had the cultivation level of high-level monks that most people could not achieve in their lifetime. No matter how strong the barrier was, it could not withstand the continuous onslaught, and cracks appeared on the ice coffin.
A subtle piercing sound filled the ears, and the two jumped back sharply.
A few ice arrows passed by and landed where they were originally standing.
"Come out! It's nothing to hide." Xie Bian shouted.
Two beautiful figures came out from the darkness, they were the flying feather envoys of the Cangyu Sect that they had seen in Luojinwu - Yun Xiangyi and Hua Xiangrong.
The two held longbows, and they were heroic and heroic. Although their appearance was beautiful, they did not dare to be underestimated.
Xie Bian was startled, not knowing where the second daughter came from. If they have been in this room all the time, it is impossible for them not to notice.
Fan Wuxi said in a low voice: "This is the ice spell of the Cangyu Sect. They can travel through the frozen ice, so be careful."
Xie Bian took a deep breath, he had always heard that Cang Yumen's spells were very strange, how dare he be careless. However, how did the younger brother know? Junior brother seems to know a lot of things that I don't know...
"They came to the Spirit Palace, the Immortal Wuchang threw themselves into a trap." Yun Xiangyi looked at them indifferently.
"Before we thought it was you who acted recklessly, so it turned out that Qi Mengsheng ordered all of this." Xie Bi'an said angrily, "For your own selfishness, you stole the treasure of the Pure Yang Sect and killed Xu Xianzun, and now you still want to kill Xu Xianzun." More people, even my fellow disciples!"
Yun Xiangyi's face sank like water: "Master has her reasons for everything she does. Once the ice spirit body is completed, Master will lead the Cangyumen to win the Kyushu. What are some small sacrifices on the way to the peak?" .”
"It's crazy!" Xie Bian gritted his teeth, "Aren't you afraid of karma?"
"Why do you care so much about things after death?" Hua Xiangrong said arrogantly, "It's you, as underworld generals, who frequently meddle in the affairs of the world, don't you also create karma. Some people have such a long lifespan, Can you handle it?"
"If you want to harm people, we will take care of them." Xie Bian pointed at the two daughters, "Who is this person sealed in ice?"
Their expressions were a little strange, Yun Xiangyi said: "It has nothing to do with you."
"Where is Lord Yunzhong?"
"It's none of your business either."
"Senior brother, don't talk nonsense with them." At Luojinwu, Xie Bian praised them for their beauty, Fan Wuxi secretly held grudges in his heart, and Ting Mo went straight to the point when he came out.
The two girls bent their bows at the same time, and three ice arrows appeared between their fingers, which flew out like lightning.
Xie Bian knocked out Bing Shi with a sword, and flew towards Hua Xiangrong.
The archers cannot confront the swordsmen head-on. They are nimble and nimble, flying over the eaves and walls in the spiritual palace, as if walking on the ground, dodging long swords and sneak attacking at the same time, and the distance between them is getting farther and farther. But the two people who seemed to be separated, relying on their familiarity with the terrain, gradually spread out a two-person formation in the dark, fighting each other. They moved in an arc from left to right, drawing circles with body skills, and at the same time shooting arrows at fixed points, arrows flew like rain for a while, alternately like weaving, when a circle was clear. But when they were almost touching the ice, he not only saw the man's face and figure clearly, but also vaguely saw a scar on his waist and abdomen covered by obscene pants. His heart moved, and he retreated: "Cultivator of the Pure Yang Sect."
"What?" Jie Bian also looked back, "You said this person is a monk of the Pure Yang Cult? How did you know?"
"His figure is a typical figure of a high-ranking cultivator of the Pure Yang Sect. Do you remember that when Elder Zong Minghe inspected the body of the elder at Diancang Peak, he said that the bones of the pure Yang Sect monks will be in the same direction as ordinary people?" There are a few differences, and…”
Before he finished speaking, an ice thorn suddenly grew out of the ice coffin, piercing through Fan Wuxi's lower rib with a puff.
"Wuyi!" Xie Bian cut off the ice thorn with a sword, grabbed Fan Wushi and walked away from the ice coffin.
The second daughter dragged the ice coffin back again.
Fan Wushi quickly sealed the acupuncture point, enduring the severe pain, and comforted him: "It's okay, it didn't hurt the vitals."
Xie Bian put a hemostat on him, checked his injuries anxiously, and said angrily: "The ice coffin is also ice, I am so stupid to hide behind the ice!"
"It's not your fault, we were all careless."
Xie Bian gritted his teeth and said, "Why are you with me, you are always hurt."
"My injury was caused by the enemy, not your fault." Fan Wuxi took a deep breath and used his spiritual power to heal his wounds. He also doesn't want to always get hurt in front of Jie Bian, it seems too useless. In his previous life, he called the wind and rain, trampled the whole world of cultivating immortals under his feet, and even almost unified the two worlds of humans and ghosts. Now two little girls can hurt him. Damn I'm so aggrieved.
Xie Bian carefully took off Fan Wuye's clothes: "It's a bit cold, bear with it." He put his spiritual power into Fan Wuye's body to keep him warm.
Fan Wuxi's face was pale and pale, and he didn't know whether it was because of blood loss or freezing.
Xie Bian carefully stopped the bleeding, applied medicine, and wrapped white gauze around his waist several times before carefully putting his clothes back on.
Fan Wuxi tremblingly said: "Brother, I'm so cold."
Jie Bian touched his head distressedly, and stretched out his arms to hug him: "Be patient, wait until your wound stops bleeding, and then we will find a way to leave."
Fan Wuxi leaned in his arms reassuringly. He originally had some flirting thoughts, but this embrace was too warm and affectionate, and he was not willing to spoil the atmosphere in front of him for a while.
"Wuxie, you just said that the person in the ice coffin is a high-ranking monk of the Pure Yang Sect?"
"Um."
"are you sure?"
"Sure, I saw his body."
"Who is this person, and why did Qi Mengsheng do this?" Xie Bian couldn't figure it out.
"I have doubts about his identity." When Fan Wuxi saw the scar on the man's waist, he was almost certain in his heart. If there is a feeling, there must be an intersection.
"Really? Who?"
"I saw a scar on his waist, most of which was blocked by the obscene pants, and I just found it when I got closer."
"scar?"
"Well, it's at the dantian."
"Golden pill?!" Jie Bian was surprised, "You mean, he was dug out of the pill!"
"right."
"Pure Yang Cult, a high-ranking monk, has been dug out..."
They are no strangers to this story, they have just heard it not long ago.
"According to Xu Zhinan and Zhaowen, in the past hundred years, the only high-ranking monk of the Chunyang Sect who has had his alchemy stolen is Xu Zhinan's younger brother Cheng Yanzhi."
"However, Xu Zhinan said that his junior brother was cremated by himself."
"What if he lied?" Fan Wuxi narrowed his eyes. Originally, he couldn't think in this direction, but when the man in the ice coffin appeared in front of him, if this person was Cheng Yanzhi, many things would happen. It makes sense. In fact, the death of Cheng Yanzhi once made him feel strange. As long as the high-level monks of the Pure Yang Sect did not die immediately, with the powerful body he forged and the healing ability of the same sect, there was a great possibility of surviving. But at least two or three months have passed since Cheng Yanzhi was injured until he heard the news of his death.
But he didn't think much about it at the time, after all, he didn't care about Cheng Yanzhi's life or death at all.
Now it seems that if that person is Cheng Yanzhi, and Xu Zhinan has been hanging his life with the seven-star life extension lamp, it can explain why Xu Zhinan, who is so affectionate and loyal, would see Qi Mengsheng die. Of course, it is also possible that Xu Zhinan has seen through Qi Mengsheng's true colors a long time ago, but it is a pity that he cannot protect himself, so Qi Mengsheng got his way.
However, there is one more doubtful point.
Xie Bian asked this question: "Even if he lied, why did Cheng Yanzhi appear here?"
From Jingzhou to Kunlun, it is more than a thousand miles away, not to mention a living dead person hanging by a seven-star life extension lamp, even a living person may not be able to arrive halfway due to various reasons.
Fan Wuxi thought of a possibility - Gong Shuji. But he couldn't tell Jie Bian that he shouldn't know so much in his current capacity, so he could only shake his head.
"It's so weird, the whole thing." Xie Bian said blankly, "If that person is really Cheng Yanzhi, then for the past hundred years... he has been trapped in the Seven Star Lantern?"
"Maybe he is not Cheng Yanzhi, but apart from Cheng Yanzhi, I can't think of other possibilities."
Xie Bian shook his head: "Wu De, these immortals who have lived from the time of Emperor Zong to the present, who have climbed to the top of the world of cultivating immortals, each has a lot of secrets."
"yes."
"Also, I always feel that their secrets are more or less related to Emperor Konghua."
"..." Fan Wushi froze for a moment.