If Jiang Wang had known that Hu Shaomeng had obtained the red mirror for many years and had never dared to enter the world in the mirror with his spirit, perhaps he would be much more cautious today.

But there is no if.

The red mirror was stolen by a murderer, and no one told him the taboo.

So he can only accept the disaster!

In the vast snowfield, Jiang Wang trekked alone.

In the cold wind, his facial features became more solid and clear.

He has never lacked decisiveness. Now that his soul has been trapped, he will not hesitate to devote all his soul power to the world in the red mirror.

Since we have to cope with the calamity, we can't be at both ends.

He didn't know what the so-called "Flying Snow Tribulation" was, but he thought he wouldn't be able to survive it with his incomplete soul power.

And if the soul is injured in the present, what about the future? He has no place to turn to for help, and no one to turn to for help.

Jiang Wang has no shortage of ruthlessness at his core, especially when facing danger.

Either the spirit and soul will be destroyed, and the body will die and the Tao will disappear. Or... encounter a disaster and break it!

The wind and snow are even colder.

The boundless white snow world is filled with chilly waves.

Jiang Wangyun used the Suzaku Body Refining Technique to simulate the effects of Suzaku's body refining in this snowy world where the soul resides.

The body where the soul was condensed seemed to have a furnace inside. It was hot and toasty.

The chill was temporarily dispelled.

The world seems to be bounded by the body where the soul is condensed, with cold on one side and warmth on the other.

At this time, Jiang Wang's almost frozen mind became active again.

He began to think about the way out of this snowfield.

But the surroundings are vast and boundless, and there is no end in sight, no matter front or rear, left or right.

There wasn't even a tree, it was just mountains and snow, so there were no signs.

Looking up to the sky, it is as blue as a wash, like a huge and flawless water mirror embedded in the sky.

There are no clouds, no sun, and the light comes from nowhere.

But the real problem is that without the sun, there is no direction.

Jiang Wang used Taoist magic to remember, but the memorial grass transformed for a long time and could not be condensed into shape.

Trouble...

But he was not discouraged.

Judging from existing experience, the snowstorm that exists in the red makeup mirror should be a test, and the result may correspond to the degree of control over the red makeup mirror.

Since it is a test, it will definitely not be a death disaster. If the red mirror will kill whoever gets the red mirror, then there is no need for it to trigger a "tribulation" in this form.

Maybe there is no direction and no way out.

In other words, the "way out" is right here, there is no need to look for it, and there is no way to find it.

A kind of enlightenment arose in Jiang Wang's heart.

He pressed a firework flower on the ground, and the snow melted, leaving dry and hard earth.

Jiang Wang stomped down, making a bang bang sound.

The frozen soil is like a drum with a thick sound.

He just stood there, frozen in place, and began to understand the mystery of Suzaku's body-refining technique.

Suzaku is in the south, and the five elements belong to fire.

He specializes in the two elements of fire and wood, and has some experience in the way of fire.

Fire is hot and violent, it can also represent warmth and light, and it can be used with one heart.

At this time, he used the warmth of fire to fight against the coldness of the flying snow.

I do not know how long it has been.

From the sky as blue as a mirror, snowflakes fell in large tracts, separated by quite a distance and not too densely packed.

Jiang Wang stretched out his hand to catch a piece of snowflake, and couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air, feeling the biting coldness.

The falling snowflakes at this time are much colder than the snow that existed in this snowfield before. It seems to be able to freeze the soul directly!

The calamity of flying snow, the calamity of flying snow, the calamity of flying snow!

"It's best not to be touched by these snowflakes." Jiang Wang thought.

He raised his head and looked straight at the sky, seeing what the blue sky mirror seemed to reflect, and watching the heavy snow falling ruthlessly.

He is the only one in the world.

He moved.

The right hand points together to form a sword, and the person seems to be dancing with the sword drawn.

People were fluttering and turning in the flying snow, but not a single piece of them got caught.

The snow is falling more rapidly and densely.

Jiang Wang turned faster and faster, and ran faster and faster.

For a time, the entire snowfield world was filled with the figure of Jiang Wang dancing his sword.

And the snow fell heavily.

Heavy snow fell in numerous torrents and in dense masses.

The sword light suddenly flashed around, and they fell into a fierce battle.

The power of the sword is like lightning and the shock of frost. This person uses snow as his enemy!

I don’t know how long it took, but the snow finally became so dense that there was no room for anyone to avoid it.

A fire flower bloomed above the head, melting the snowflakes.

A piece of snowflake actually melted into a ball of water and poured down on his head.

Jiang Wang knew in his heart that this water was untouchable, so he hurriedly stepped aside to let it pass.

He kept making secrets with his hands, and the ivy snakes came out of the ground and entangled themselves above his head.

Can a roof covered with vines and snakes provide protection from wind and snow?

The answer comes quickly.

Almost as soon as the snowflakes fell, the vines and snakes wrapped around the wall disintegrated into wooden elements.

This Feixuejie seems to be restrained in Taoism. Of course, the defensive Taoism that Jiang Wang is good at is not strong, or this may be the reason.

All methods were blocked, so Jiang Wang simply sat cross-legged.

The green dragon refines the body, and the wooden path is full of vitality.

Suzaku body refining is the beginning of life in the path of fire.

The White Tiger refines his body, and the Golden Dao kills decisively.

Xuanwu refines the body, and the water channel has a large capacity.

The cycle of life and death, the intersection of the four spirits.

And the snowstorm seems to never end.

The flow of time and the movement of space require reference objects to be reflected.

In this silent, eternal snowfield, time and space seem to have lost their meaning.

At first, he could still hear the wind and feel even the softest piece of snow.

Slowly, he could hear nothing and feel nothing.

Jiang Wang turned into a snowman.

The snow deepened and thickened, gradually burying him.

He blended into the snowfield and seemed to have become one of the snowfields.

Perhaps, those souls trapped in the snowy world in the mirror are themselves part of the Feixue Tribulation. Now Jiang Wang will also become one of them.

Xiaoxiao was the first to discover the problem.

She came to Jiang Wang to report on the town affairs, and she could handle most of them by herself. Only the parts involving Jiacheng and the Sihai Merchant Alliance required Jiang Wang to make decisions.

However, Jiang Wang entered the room and did not come out again for ten days.

It is normal for practitioners to retreat without knowing the sun and the moon. However, Jiang Wang did not inform him in advance, and the plague in Qingyang Town has not yet completely passed, so it should not be the time to retreat safely.

On the eleventh day, Xiaoxiao couldn't help but push the door open and enter the room. As Jiang Wang's personal maid, she was the only person in Qingyang Town who could enter Jiang Wang's room without permission without causing misunderstanding.
To be continued...