(This is also the name of the chapter when Chen Xu met. To be honest, the content of these chapters is out of the outline. I am being presumptuous. I have been in a bad mood recently, so I want these brothers to meet each other. People are going to die. Why can't we meet each other? I'm too unruly now. Let me write according to my temperament when writing books.)

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In the northernmost part of the Ice Storm Sea, the storm whistles by, bringing countless thunderous rumblings. The virtual realm was compressed to a thin layer, and the terrifying vortexes in the Thunder Realm turned into huge color blocks, which were no longer so scary.

Even for a powerful person in the Sea-Breaking Realm, it is difficult for him to stay in such a ghost place for too long.

Moreover, this place is only seven thousand miles away from the isolated ice peak of the Snow Country, and no human practitioner dares to come here easily.

The sea water here has long been frozen, and the ice layer is unknown how deep it is, and there is no difference from the land.

In the howling cold wind, the figure of a treasure ship appeared faintly.

Rather than saying that this treasure ship was walking through the ice, it was better to say that it was dragging it on the ice with the powerful power of the crystal furnace.

The ancestor Xuanyin stood at the bow of the ship, covered his head with his hands, blocking the sword-like gale winds, and his eyes fell on the slightly raised snowfield on his right hand, silent.

It has been seven days since he has not said a word.

The treasure ship was walking too slowly. He had only walked hundreds of miles north these days. In the eyes of a strong man like him, it seemed that he had not moved much.

Even if a real person needs the crystal furnace in the treasure ship, he can completely remove it and fly away together, why do he have to trap himself in this ship?

Moreover, the lotus flowers in a vegetarian vegetarian vegetarian have been picked, the scales of the fire carp have been taken, and everything has been prepared. Why hasn't it started yet?

Are the real people waiting for something?

This guess made him feel a little uneasy.

"What are you afraid of?"

Yin Feng stood at the top of the highest mast and looked down at him, full of contempt and arrogance.

Xuanyin Ancestor looked at the direction of the snow field and sighed and said, "This place is too close to the snow country, who is not scared?"

Yin Feng said arrogantly: "What's there to be afraid of? The Queen of Snow Country is the highest life in the ranks. If she is destined to die, dying in her hands is the best ending."

Xuanyin Ancestor narrowed his eyes and smiled, saying, "But what if the people from Qingshan Sect catch up with him?"

Yin Feng turned his head and looked ahead at the dark wind and snow, and his eyes also became darker.

Xuanyin Ancestor covered his head and walked to the bottom of the deck. He listened to the clearer sound of the boat's belly and the ice surface, and couldn't help frowning, pushed open the door, and said to the young man inside: "I don't feel good."

Yin San was wiping his face with a wet towel. He listened to his words and put down the towel and asked, "Why aren't it good?"

His eyebrows and eyes were still pretty, but there were many dark gray patches on his skin, especially his body covered with clothes, and bulges could be seen everywhere, just like wood about to grow branches.

No matter how many branches are produced in spring, it will be a very fresh and moving picture, but if it is placed on humans, it will be an ugly and terrifying picture.

Now he is no longer the young man full of vitality, enthusiasm and kindness, but just a poor patient.

What he got was the most terrible disease in the world, and that disease was called time.

Time can destroy everything, and his body is slowly decaying with the passage of time. "If you walk, you will be the wood" is the best description of his current situation.

It is a miracle that he can hold on until now.

Of course, he was the miracle itself.

"I always feel that Qingshan will suddenly appear. I know they can't find us, but... it just feels bad."

The ancestor Xuanyin rubbed his red nose. I don’t know if the rosacea was not healed yet, or if it was blown by the wind for too long.

"At most, Jing Jiu came over with Ah Da. If he wanted to kill me, he would be prepared to die."

Yin San used a wet towel to press down a bone under his ear that was about to pierce the skin, and said with a smile.

The Xuanyin Ancestor frowned slightly and asked, "Where is the Yuan Qi Whale?"

"The Xihai incident made him a little tired. He would not tell the juniors in the mountains about this."

I wonder if I thought of the tall figure standing in front of me that day. Yin San was silent for a while, walked to the rootless lotus, and said calmly: "And this is the matter between us brothers after all."

Xuanyin Ancestor narrowed his eyes and said, "Didn't you say he is not Jingyang?"

Yin San smiled and said, "Of course he is not Jingyang, but he thinks he is, who can do anything?"

Xuanyin Ancestor said: "If he really thinks he is Jingyang, how could he come here alone?"

Jingyang is very lazy, Jingyang is afraid of death, and Jing Jiu should be the same.

"He will come because he has a question that never comes out."

Yin San reached out and touched the lotus flower, and said calmly: "If I can't transform, I will die. If he didn't come here before this, he would never be able to ask me again."

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I don’t know how long I have been flying north, but the surface of the universe front is covered with a light layer of frost, and so is Jing Jiu’s body.

The flying sword suddenly stopped, and the frost particles turned into thousands of snow spots and left his clothes.

It was already extremely cold here, and the heat traces left by the crystal furnace had disappeared without a trace. The wind and snow were everywhere, and it was impossible to distinguish the ice sea and land. If it weren't for the mark on the ice, it would be impossible to imagine that there was a treasure ship ahead.

The Snow Country is on the land on the right hand side. Under the extremely high and distant sky, you can vaguely see a transparent line, which should be the transparent ice peak.

Ada poked his head out of his arms, shook his head, and shook the frost particles off. He meowed in confusion, wondering why he stopped?

Jing Jiu suddenly said, "Enjoy Yuan monk killed Chen Wen. Even if it was Bulao Lin's conspiracy, it was too shallow, and it was not like his work."

Ada thought, what about that?

Jing Jiu looked at Binghai in front of him and said, "He knew I could find these clues and knew I would go to him. He was waiting for me."

Ah was shocked and thought to himself that I would disagree with you when you were about to do this. The problem is that you don’t listen!

Now, if the real person had prepared, I'm afraid we'll be dead!

Jing Jiu said: "No one has ever done Yuhua, and he has no Zhuniao. One out of ten successes may not be saved, so you don't have to worry."

Ada thought, according to your calculations, if Taiping Zhenren takes risks and his chances of survival are basically zero, so why do you have to take such a big risk to chase him?

Jing Jiu said: "I have a question to ask him. If he fails to become a feather, who will I ask?"

Ada thought to himself, would you ask him why he harmed you? This is a plot that is completely inconsistent.

Jing Jiu finally said: "He knows what I think, so he won't start to feather until I show up."

Why are you brothers doing this?

Ada sighed, thinking that you were not the kind of person who was obsessed with answers before.

"Yes, I wasn't like this before."

Jing Jiu looked at the ice sea in front, then at the snow field beside him, and then at the sky above, the thunderstorm vortexes that were flattened into color blocks, and remained silent for a long time.

Suddenly, the wind came with snow particles and hit the cosmic front, making a crackling sound, like a music.

He closed his eyes and began to recall the purest things he had seen in his life.

Snow in the twelfth lunar month.

Spring fields in a small mountain village.

The question from Xi Jianxi.

The girl in the snow field.

The girl in the San Thousand Temples.

The little girl in the Qingtianjian.

Then a piano music rang in his ears.

The sound of the piano is like a spring water, and the music is called Liangxiao, but the tune is not just lively and festive, but it is just clean.

Maybe it was because Mr. Li from Ohara Castle was frozen too much in the snow.

As the spring water washed, the heart of Tao became more peaceful. He saw a shadow hidden in the deepest part of the thoughtlessness.

Many years ago, he and Tianjinren fought with their spiritual sense in the old Meiyuan Temple in Chaoge City, and defeated each other with great victory.

Unexpectedly, Tianjinren left a very faint shadow. As time passed, his realm increased, and this shadow gradually tended to become substantial.

The sword heart is clear, and the Tao heart is clear. This shadow cannot hurt him at all, but only makes his temperament slightly change.

It is precisely because the shadow is not harmful that he will not notice the other person on weekdays. Since he has discovered it, he can erase it with a little thought, so don't care.

But...how did that person know?

"Congratulations to the real person for a hidden worry."

Ada said sincerely: "We can go back now, right?"

Jing Jiu said, "Why? I haven't asked him yet, and I haven't killed him."

The universe breaks through the wind and snow and continues to move forward.

Ada was very angry and buried it back in his arms, constantly biting his clothes.

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To be continued...