Time went back to the moment when Zilan Pool was suddenly closed three days ago.
Gong Yin lowered his head, silent because of Jing Hengbo's words, and did not see the meeting between Jing Hengbo and Long Yin above.
He was looking at the transparent human body parasitized by purple vines. In his eyes, that thing was a monster that looked like a human, but had an ugly appearance.
Not understanding why Jing Hengbo had such a big reaction to attacking such a monster, Gong Yin reached out and pulled the thing up.
The transparent human body that has been stripped of the purple vine is now fragmented, limp like a lump of soft glue, but Gong Yin couldn't lift it up completely, because there was something else involved under it.
It was a long stem that went all the way down.
As soon as Gong Yin flipped the thing, he couldn't help "Huh", he found that under different light and angles, the appearance of the transparent human body seems to be different.
The purple vine itself has certain hallucinogenic ingredients, which parasitize the body of the purple vine, so it is possible to create illusions for people.
Only by understanding the reason can Jing Hengbo's knots be untied. He was slightly relieved, and was about to stand up when suddenly the top of his head shook. Looking up, the double dragon boulders were slowly closing together on both sides of the cliff.
Anyone who is familiar with the mechanism knows that this kind of sealing boulder is the last level of the treasure land, and it cannot be opened by manpower.
He was about to fly up, when he suddenly heard a sound of gurgling under his feet, he lowered his head and saw under Zilan Pond, a fault appeared at some point, and tumbling vortices appeared under the fault, looking like countless deep eyes, staring at the world .
Those vortexes were in different colors, but they all shone with dim light, obviously having special ingredients, and the air was filled with special aroma and medicinal gas, which made people feel refreshed physically and mentally.
At the same time, the rhizome-like thing that was implicated in the parasitic human body was growing at a speed visible to the naked eye. The stem body became fuller and rounder, and a reddish liquid flowed upward along the stem body. slowly recovering.
Gong Yin's eyes flashed, at this time he heard Jing Hengbo's call from above, and when he looked up, the double dragon boulders were about to close their mouths.
He wanted to answer Jing Hengbo to reassure her, but suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a figure on the dark cliff opposite the pool.
This figure attracted his attention, and he threw the purple vine up without raising his head. The vine had just passed through the gap between the boulders, and with a bang, the boulder closed, and the purple vine at the bottom was closed.
As soon as the boulder was closed, the light suddenly dimmed, and the figure, which seemed real and illusory, was no longer visible.
Gong Yin's face was expressionless, as if he hadn't noticed anything, he just focused on looking at the vortex below. Due to the sinking of the boulder above, the water level of the underground river has risen, but it is still far away from Zilanchi, and the cliff is straight up and down, almost ninety degrees.
More importantly, the bottom vortex is constantly intertwined with each other, and there are small vortexes within the big vortex. There is not even a stone for a foothold, and the depth cannot be seen.
Gong Yin only looked down for a moment, and then fell straight down.
Ten feet high cliff, flying down.
His robes were raised upside down, and a straight line was drawn in the wind.
Looking up from the bottom, one can see the iron blue cliff, the deep purple pool, and in the dark space, a slender snow-white figure, like an ice sword, stabs down from the sky.
From the beginning to the end, he did not try to buffer or borrow strength, and the speed of the downward charge became faster and faster, and at the bottom of the cliff, a huge vortex was hovering faintly, like a deep mouth, ready to swallow him.
The last moment before the soles of the feet are about to step into the whirlpool.
Gong Yin lets go.
Snow-white ice ridges suddenly appeared between the fingers, and the ice ridges quickly combined, layered on top of each other, forming countless dense and dense petals.
An ice and snow prajna lotus.
The ice lotus flower was as thin as paper, it landed on the vortex, and was not swept away by the vortex. His toes then lightly tapped on the lotus flower, swaying and crossing the vortex.
The next vortex hovered and waited, while the second ice lotus had already circled and flew out.
Above the green vortex, the ice and snow lotus is shining brightly.
The ice lotus in his hand kept flying out, and he walked across the lotus above the vortex. His clothes were like the wind, and lotuses grew every step of the way.
It is the most beautiful grace in the world.
Walking to the very center of the underground river, there is a tumbling magma-like thing, galloping and roaring, its color is bright red.
Countless rhizomes and vines fluttered in the red liquid, and the ice lotus fell to pieces and was crushed or vaporized by the heat.
This area is several feet wide, but fortunately there is no whirlpool, so he can fly across without Binglian's help.
But he stopped before this section of the Red River.
Behind them, those ice lotus flowers did not melt, floating and sinking in every vortex, and the dim light flickered in the darkness.
The scent of medicine in the air is thicker, the darkness is dense, sticky and sticky, except for the snow-white shimmer, there is no one on the other side.
Those snow-white ice lotuses are like the whites of eyes, blinking faintly.
There was a sound of wind in the darkness, like the wind caused by the sweeping waves of the roaring Red River.
Gong Yin patrolled the Red River with his sleeves hanging down slightly, as if he was looking for a place to cross, and seemed to be thinking about something.
It seemed to be listening to something.
The tumbling and roaring of the Red River gradually calmed down and turned into a calm river, which seemed to be passable.
Gong Yin jumped up.
In the darkness, there seemed to be a faint sound, and the snow-white ice lotus that was shaking and flickering all the way seemed to be shaking more violently.
Gong Yin's figure has already flown above the Red River.
Suddenly, the calm river water "splashed", and a reddish black flame shot straight up. Before it got close, the damp moss on the surrounding mountain walls suddenly turned into gray and white debris, and fell one after another.
It was dried in an instant.
Ice and snow zhenqi is most afraid of the extremely hot environment, Gong Yin's figure froze in mid-air.
In the sticky and stagnant darkness, there seemed to be subtle sounds and scorching rays of light faintly shining.
The red and black flames flashed away, but then, another flame burst out, brighter and stronger than before, like the tongue of Vulcan, licking the sole of Gong Yin's boot.
Gong Yin's body seemed to tilt.
Someone in the dark took a hard breath. A faint wind sneaked close, right behind Gong Yin.
At the bottom of Gong Yin's sleeve, his finger flicked silently.
"Crack." Behind him, the closest ice lotus flower floating in the vortex suddenly doubled in size, and its sharp ice-edged petals bloomed and stretched, like countless daggers flashing cold light.
There was a faint muffled groan, the sound of patience after being injured, and there was a touch of blood in the scent of medicine and anger.
A gust of wind rushed towards Gong Yin's back.
Gong Yin's body has already retreated like lightning, retreating above the ice and snow lotus in the vortex, with a move of the hand, those floating and sinking ice lotus in the vortex flew up, shattered in mid-air, and re-transformed and condensed, turning into a thin ice lotus The wall is blocking the red river.
Then a hazy figure was reflected on the ice wall, slender, soft like a ghost, wearing a black cloak.
The man also realized that he had been fooled, and swung his fist. With a "cha", the ice wall shattered, and his figure disappeared.
The red river flows, the vortex rotates, the darkness is still so thick, Gong Yin stands quietly in the vortex, no one can be seen on the opposite side.
There was a look of boredom between his brows, "Come out."
Someone in the darkness gave a low smile and sighed, "I still can't hide it from you..."
His voice was slightly hoarse, and his tone fluctuated from far to near, making it difficult to discern where he was hiding.
Gong Yin didn't look at the front at all, just stared at the red river, with a slight sneer at the corner of his lips, "You have been hiding in Zilan Pond, deliberately let me see the water hole below, I crossed the whirlpool with ice lotus, and you also stepped on it." My Binglian followed me all the way. Ambushing before the Red River, do you want to use my strength to get the things at the bottom of the Red River, or do you want to give me strength and push me to die in the Red River?"
The man chuckled, and said in a hoarse voice: "I just want to see how the true energy of ice and snow can cross this extremely hot place. Of course, if you can freeze this red river, wouldn't it be easy for me?"
"I want to cross the Red River, so I can only freeze the Red River with ice and snow." Gong Yin said expressionlessly, "But this kind of confrontation will definitely exhaust all my strength. By then, you will just sit back and enjoy the success and seize the Shang Kingdom." It doesn't matter if it's the real treasure, or you kill me while I'm exhausted, in the end it's you who wins."
"What I want to know more is, who are you?" Gong Yin raised his gaze, staring at the blurry black shadow, which has been lying on the road between him and Jing Hengbo, like a ghost, erratic, today is only counted Hit him face to face.
The man didn't speak, but seemed to be laughing, laughing that this was a boring question.
"Let me guess you." Gong Yin didn't expect him to answer at all, and said lightly, "This underground Red River under Zilanchi, although people who are really angry with ice and snow can't get through it, but if they can really get through, take out the core of the earth under the Red River Hot stones can resist the cold stagnation caused by cultivating ice and snow true energy, so, you and I, martial arts come from the same source."
The man smiled silently, and it seemed to be expected that he could deduce this.
"You are not alone, there are quite a few helpers, and it is likely that they all dress up like you in order to confuse the public."
There seemed to be surprise in the eyes of the cloaked man, neither admitting nor denying it.
"Your purpose is not necessarily to kill me or anyone else, you are more to practice yourself. You are not willing to root out the enemy for your enemy, you are waiting for the opportunity."
The cloaked man blinked.
"You are very familiar with Zongmen, Jianghu, and court, so your identity should be a combination of all three."
The cloaked man narrowed his eyes slightly, slanted one corner of his lips, and smiled.
It seemed calm, but it was actually shocking.
"Finally." Gong Yin said lightly, "You have been..."
The man in the cloak pricked up his ears and listened intently, wondering what Gong Yin would say.
Gong Yin suddenly said: "...you should die too!"
As soon as the words were finished, a large cloud of fiery red liquid suddenly rushed towards the cloaked man.
The cloaked man was originally standing on a whirlpool beside the Red River, stepping on the ice he made, but he didn't dare to step on Gong Yin's ice lotus, lest another hole be pierced in the sole of his foot.
Gong Yin had already left the Red River, and stood opposite him, with a distance of three feet. The cloaked man focused all his attention on Gong Yin on the opposite side, and he knew that there was real fire in the mud and fire in the Red River, and any ice-type true energy could not be controlled, so he did not expect, Attacks will come from behind.
In his busy schedule, he only had time to turn around quickly.
With a loud bang, the thing brushed past his waist and slammed into the vortex below him. The water wave was turbulent and the ice cubes heaved and heaved. He was unstable and fell backwards.
At the moment when he fell down, he saw that the thing that fell from behind was actually the transparent human body that cultivated the purple vine.
After the transparent human body lost the purple vine, only the transparent skin remained, which was a small ball when grabbed. When the pool was closed by Gong Yin, he quietly held it in his hand while he was in the dark. He walked around the Red River, actually quietly put the skin bag hidden in his sleeve into the Red River, and filled it with the real fire silt of the Red River.
Gong Yin's own true qi of ice and snow cannot have any effect on the real fire silt, but the skin itself is cultivated from the real fire silt underneath, so it is naturally the best filling.
Then he tricked the cloaked man to show up, and with one move, the two switched positions, forcing the cloaked man to the river, and he returned to the center of the vortex. When he returned to his own ice lotus, he was still holding the skin bag The stem that entangles me.
Use words to make the cloaked person's mind flutter, and then, with a strong swing, fill the skin bag with real gunpowder mud, like a huge boulder smashing!
The vortex was turbulent, and the real fire was pressing. The cloaked figure leaned down, and the cloak fell into the red river, and instantly disappeared into smoke. Showing his supple and slender figure.
Seeing that he was about to fall into the Red River, the Red River was the nemesis of ice and snow, and once he fell, he would have the same fate as that cloak.
With a sound of "chi", a section of his hanging hair was scorched, and a ray of fire shot up along the hair, leaving a scar on his neck.
The man in the cloak was anxious and unruffled, with one hand he grabbed the long stem that Gong Yin used to manipulate the skin in the darkness where he couldn't see.
Gong Yin sneered slightly, he had expected that the other party would have such a hand, as soon as he raised his hand, an ice sword flew flying, and was about to cut off the stem.
But the man suddenly said: "If you kill me now! Jing Hengbo will become someone else's wife forever!"
Bingjian stopped.
A cold light flashed in Gong Yin's eyes.
"Huh?" He even sounded nasally.
The man in the cloak let out a sigh of relief, with the help of his long stem, he climbed up calmly, patted his robe, sat down cross-legged on the ice, and looked at Gong Yin with a smile.
He had regained his composure, and in his deep eyes, he was three parts complacent and three parts mocking.
Gong Yin's weakness will always be Jing Hengbo. Some people tried to blackmail him this and that, but it was a waste of time.
"If you want to cross the Red River, you must first extinguish the real fire of the Red River. If you want to extinguish the real fire, you need to take out the fire essence stone in the heart of the river. After you take out the fire essence stone, there will be three days. The damage will only be reduced to the point where we can pass without fear. Gong Yin, Gong Yin, tell me, are you going to wait three days before coming out and watch Jing Hengbo become someone else's wife, or take a risk and meet me? Cooperate, get out of trouble as soon as possible, and protect your Jing Hengbo's chastity?"
Gong Yin slowly dragged the skin back, his dark eyes shrouded the opposite, the man with a dull face, obviously wearing a mask.
"how to cooperate?"
The cloaked man smiled.
"Give me your Prajna Snow and your Emperor Song."
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Light about crow yellow, light and even snails, so I teach you how to dress up.
Jing Hengbo was sitting in front of the mirror, doing the final dressing for his "big wedding".
However, there was no bridesmaid in front of the dressing table, nor was there a gorgeous phoenix coronet or jewelry box. There was only a box with a red pill in it.
Jing Hengbo stole a lot of medicinal herbs, and Long Yin practiced a few of those pills, but stingily only gave her a cleansing pill.
With hot water, take the elixir. A scorching hot breath surged from the lower abdomen, and spread all over the body in an instant.
She stared at the mirror in front of her without blinking. The woman in the mirror had beautiful features, but her skin condition was extremely poor. The hazy copper mirror can also see various pigments and dark yellows that suddenly appear on the skin.
It's hard to imagine how effective a single drug can be?
Then she suddenly felt that the mirror was bright.
If you look closely, the bright one is not a mirror, but your own skin?
The skin is turning white at a speed that can be felt by the naked eye, like the sea tide passing over the beach, the sky light washing away the darkness, and it is a crystal clear and broken color. Where the snow-white sea tide passed by, the pigment was gone, the dullness was gone, the macula was gone, and finally even the pores were slowly shrinking until there was no trace.
If at the beginning it was beautiful jade covered with dust, now it is the clouds blooming and the moon rising, adding more splendor. It is the jade in the clear spring, the porcelain in the milk, and the snow on the white satin. Shining brightly.
Jing Hengbo raised his hand in a daze, and saw a little red mole on the back of his hand, which slowly disappeared.
What disappeared were all kinds of imprints on the body, which were made naturally.
It was twice as good as Jing Hengbo's original skin.
Jing Hengbo suddenly hoped that at this moment, Gong Yin was by his side, witnessing such changes in her with his own eyes.
With the sound of footsteps behind her, she raised her eyes expectantly, and then lowered her eyelashes.
It was Long Yin who came, the "bridegroom official" didn't wear a beaming red robe, nor did he have a golden flower in his hat, he was still dressed in white, and walked in casually.
Seeing Jing Hengbo's flawless skin like snow, his eyes couldn't help showing amazement. It's like seeing a flower that has been washed brightly, blooming from the spring breeze.
"Where's my sedan chair?" Jing Hengbo looked at him lazily, holding his chin, "Where's the bride? Where's the ceremony guests? Where's the bridegroom?"
"No." Long Yin answered very simply.
"What do you mean?" Jing Hengbo raised his eyebrows.
"The sedan chair is parked outside the second gate, and the bridal bride is hanging on a tree. It must be cold. The person who receives the relatives may be in some river. Of course, I won't let you find them. Of course there are guests watching the ceremony. I told them. , don't go away, the bride will come to worship and toast soon." Long Yin had a faint and cold smile on his lips, and waved his hand.
"Crack." With a sound, two iron bars suddenly protruded from the seat of the dressing table, tightly trapping Jing Hengbo's legs.
"Shua." With a sound, a small net suddenly popped out from the box containing the pills on Jing Hengbo's lap, and wrapped around her wrist. The thing was like a living thing, as soon as it touched the skin, it entangled tightly.
Long Yin supported the dressing table with both hands, smiled calmly, and bent down to her.
"But I changed my mind and decided to let them wait." He whispered in her ear, "Let's double cultivate first and then toast."
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