Dressed as a playgirl in the immortal world

Chapter 245 Wan Bingya

"Xiaozhuzhu, are you going to Wanbingya? I happen to be going there too, let's go together!"

Zhu Zhu, who was about to leave for Wan Bingya early in the morning, heard Jun Mo's voice coming from behind again.

As the blue veins on her forehead throbbed, Zhuzhu secretly ground her back molars.

This man surnamed Jun is really haunted.

What kind of plot does he have for himself, why is he like a follower, doesn't he have his own things to do?

Zhuzhu couldn't help it anymore, and was about to open the skylight to say something bright: "Why do you always follow me?"

"I'm really doing the mission with you this time." Seeing Zhuzhu's expression of disbelief, Jun Mo had no choice but to move out Zhenjun Binghua and describe the mission he gave himself again.

"If you still don't believe me, Zhuzhu, you can go to Zhenjun Binghua in Jingying Cave to verify it."

Zhuzhu could see that today's Jun Mo spoke more seriously than yesterday, even if he was telling lies, she didn't bother to ask for proof, as long as he didn't bother her to complete the task.

"Since that's the case, please don't disturb me when I'm fetching ice, or you and I won't be able to complete the task."

"Don't bother, don't bother, I still hope that Xiao Zhuzhu will take out the ice to make a coffin soon!" Jun Mo nodded repeatedly.

"Also, my surname is Ni, you and I are in the Golden Core Stage, you can call me Daoist Ni."

Zhuzhu now realizes that adding the word 'small' in front of her name is so disgusting, she almost vomited out the meal of the next year.

"Okay, Xiao Zhu...you Daoist Ni." Jun Mo cracked his mouth and smiled.

When she got to Wanbingya, Zhuzhu was shocked by the scene in front of her. The cliff thousands of feet high in front of her was actually formed by a whole block of ice. The cliff was as smooth as a mirror, which clearly reflected her and Jun Mo. The figure, and the astonished expression on her face.

They were as small as two ants in front of Wan Bingya.

However, these two 'ants' are going to the ice cave under Wanbingya to take out the bottom of Wanbingya's hardest thousand-year-old sunken ice to make an ice coffin. It's not one or two pieces, but 100 yuan.

One can imagine how difficult this task is to complete.

But no matter how difficult it is to complete, she must complete it, not to mention that she is not afraid of consuming the spiritual power in her body, and she has many advantages over other disciples on the Nine Cold Peak.

Zhuzhu swung her arms to move her body, then took out the sky-breaking ax and walked towards the bottom of Wan Bingya.

"Fellow Daoist Ni, not only is there a biting cold under Wanbingya, but the icy breath emitted by the thousand-year-old ice can also paralyze people's spiritual consciousness, making monks fall asleep unconsciously. Two disciples who took Xuanbing were broken inside, and one was still integrated with Wan Bingya." Jun Mo stepped forward and said.

"You may as well just say what you want to say!" Zhuzhu is not afraid, and she is not frightened too much. No matter how scary Wan Bingya is, no one is afraid.

"I mean I want to go down with Daoyou Ni, because I am a monk with the root of the fire spirit, and I have the glazed pure fire, which can protect our spiritual consciousness from the ice breath invading the sea of ​​consciousness." Jun Mo looked at Zhuzhu, stretched out his palm and released a A light blue flame.

With the release of Liuli Jinghuo, the surrounding temperature instantly rose a bit.

Based on this alone, it can be seen that the power of Liuli Jinghuo is indeed very strong, and it can help monks resist the cold.

But Zhuzhu didn't need it, she wasn't afraid of the icy breath at all, she wished that there would be more icy breath in the ice cave under Wanbingya, so that she could practice while fetching ice.

If Jun Mo followed her into the ice cave, she would have to suppress her spiritual power, not only wasting her effort, but also wasting her time.

"No need, I also have a treasure that blocks the breath of ice."

Zhuzhu directly refused, "Friend Jun Dao, wait for me here, and I will send it to you when I succeed in fetching ice."

Zhuzhu is not afraid that Jun Mo will deceive herself, and then hide the thousand-year-old Shen Bing she took out.

At that time, no matter how much he vomited, she would have a way to make him spit it out intact.

Anyway, Jiuhan Peak is only a few hundred miles in size, Jun Mo can't escape without Zhenjun Binghua's instruction, even if he cheats himself, Zhuzhu is not afraid of whether he tells the truth or lies.

As long as one's fist is hard enough, no matter how many tricks the opponent has, they will be helpless.

Zhuzhu enters the ice cave that is only one foot long under the Wanbing Cliff.

As soon as she entered, she felt the strong thousand-year-old ice breath blowing towards her face. Even though she had ice spirit roots on her body and could absorb the ice breath, Zhuzhu couldn't help shivering.

It's really cold here, cold to the bone, no, it's cold to the soul.

Not even half an hour after entering the ice cave, she felt a little drowsy, and even her legs became numb from the cold the moment she entered, and she quickly lost consciousness, which shows how terrifying the Wanbingya ice cave is.

Different from the relatively gentle thousand-year-old ice breath in Ice Moon Lake, Zhuzhu sensed the fierce killing intent like a golden iron horse in the ice cave's ice breath.

As a result, she only tried to absorb a little bit, and she felt pain like needles on her skin and spiritual veins.

The reason for this is precisely because of these killing intentions.

Realizing that the icy breath here is extraordinary, Zhuzhu didn't dare to push it too hard, and with a thought, blue light appeared in the ice soul battle suit, wrapping her whole body tightly inside.

After isolating everything outside, her body instantly warmed up.

After her body regained normal mobility, Zhuzhu entered the depths of the ice cave, and saw a huge lavender ice layer in front of her. These were exactly the thousand-year-old ice.

But she didn't rush to mine, because she found a humanoid ice sculpture next to the thousand-year-old ice.

Inside was a disciple of the Tianyun Sect who was already breathless with his eyes closed.

Zhuzhu didn't know how long he had been dead, because he died in the ice cave under Wanbing Cliff, and he should have been covered by ice not long after his death, so it made him look like he just fell asleep until now.

No matter how many mistakes this person made before he died, but he died here without a sound, but no one collected his body, it does look a little pitiful.

Zhuzhu hesitated for a moment, but still raised the sky-shattering ax to crack the ice layer on the body of the dead disciple, and pulled the disciple whose body was extremely stiff out of the ice sculpture.

Then he carried his body out of the ice cave.

"The ice was taken out so soon?"

Seeing Zhuzhu walking out of the ice cave intact, Jun Mo, who was dozing off beside Wanbing Cliff, asked quickly.

Then I saw Zhuzhu throwing a corpse in front of him: "Friend Jun Dao, I will borrow your glass to purify the fire."

"Do...what?"

Looking at the corpse at his feet, Jun Mo had a bad premonition in his heart. He regretted showing off his Liuli Jinghuo to Zhuzhu.

"This disciple is also our fellow sect. We can't let him die in the wilderness all the time. Let's bury him with a fire!"

Jiuhanfeng was completely covered by thick ice and snow, and it was very difficult to dig out the thick ice under the feet, otherwise Zhuzhu would not have asked Junmo to choose to be buried.

Staring at Zhuzhu's azure blue eyes that are purer than the ice and snow lake, Jun Mo swallowed the words he wanted to refuse when they reached his lips.

Reluctantly, he stretched out his hand and released his Liuli Jinghuo, which burned the corpse in a short while, and Liuli Jinghuo automatically returned to his hand.

"Thank you!"

Zhuzhu thanked her and turned to walk towards the ice cave.

"Why aren't you afraid of the breath of ice in the ice cave?"

Jun Mo asked curiously, the disciples who came here to fetch ice before could only enter for half an hour to a quarter of an hour at a time, even so, one who didn't pay attention would still die inside, and frostbite of the soul and body was commonplace.

And this female cultivator surnamed Ni stayed inside for about a quarter of an hour when she entered for the first time, she didn't have anything to say, and she still had the strength to rescue the corpse of her fellow disciples. I have to say that Zhuzhu's performance was once again refreshed Jun Mo's perception of her.

Some even suspect that she is not the middle-stage Jindan cultivation base shown.

"Because my brother is a master craftsman, he gave me many treasures for self-defense."

After Zhuzhu finished speaking, before Jun Mo could continue to question, she entered the ice cave again.

"There is actually a master craftsman in the sect!" Jun Mo sighed, and he had a vague guess in his heart. When he thought that Zhuzhu might be that person's junior sister, that is, the apprentice of the true king who had left his body, the smile on his face And the casual attitude converged.

It seems that I guessed it right before, Ni Daoyou's background is indeed not small, I have to say that he can't be provoked.

Since he wanted to show that he had come out of Jiuhan Peak as soon as possible, Jun Mo decided to show more respect to Zhuzhu in the future and less gossip to make her hate it.

After all, the master and senior brothers behind him are capable and protective, and they will definitely not let their disciples (junior sisters) be imprisoned in Jiuhan Peak for too long.

To say that his master Qiuchu Zhenjun is not bad in the sect, and he is also a ninth-rank alchemist.

It's a pity that because of his incident, I still don't know how to repent after decades in Jiuhanfeng, and the master probably has been chilled in the past few decades. It is considered kind of him not to drive me out of the teacher.

Thinking back to the big mistake he made because of a single thought, Jun Mo's eyes dimmed a bit.

But if he went back to more than 30 years ago, he might still make the same choice, even if he wanted to take revenge by killing the evil cultivator Huangfu Guangming who bullied and tortured his sister Jun Rou.

The reason why he was punished by the Zongmen Law Enforcement Hall was because he finally found out about Huangfu Guangming's whereabouts. He went out of the sect to find Huangfu Guangming and chased him all the way, which involved the tragic death of dozens of innocent mortals.

Although those mortals were all Huangfu Guangming deliberately beheaded or used as hostages to threaten him when he jumped the wall in a hurry, Jun Mo, who was eager for revenge at the time, only wanted to kill Huangfu Guangming and didn't care whether those passers-by were dead or alive.

Because he had long been blinded by hatred, he finally used his magic weapon, the Qiankun Ding, to kill Huangfu Guangming and several mortals he had taken as hostages at the same time.

Although he killed Huangfu Guangming to eliminate harm for the people, at the same time he also implicated dozens of innocent lives.

One is to suppress his inner demons, so that he can return to the right path and not go astray, and the other is to punish him for treating mortal lives as ants in the process of revenge, so that he can reflect on the mistakes he made in Jiuhanfeng.

However, Jun Mo, who had avenged his revenge, knew that he was too eager and cruel when he took revenge, and he was no different from the evil cultivator Huangfu Guangming he hated. In addition, after his great revenge was avenged, after fulfilling his wish, he had a lifelong refuge in Jiuhanfeng. The idea of ​​own redemption.

It wasn't until he spent more than 30 years gradually coming out of self-punishment to figure it out, and the extraordinary means used by Zhuzhu's arrival made him yearn for the outside world again.

And what's more, he also saw a bit of his younger sister Junrou in Zhuzhu.

The same coldness and aloofness with a little bit of willfulness.

The only difference is that there is more determination and calmness in Zhuzhu's eyes than his sister Junrou's, which is the precipitation after going through the wind and frost.

And his younger sister, Junrou, was just a rich lady who was raised in a boudoir before she was kidnapped and tortured by Huangfu Guangming. She had never experienced strong winds and waves at all, so naturally she would not develop a firm and calm character.

So although Jun Mo sometimes feels that Zhuzhu looks a bit like his sister, he doesn't regard her as a substitute for his sister.

　Thank you [Xueyue Lanyan] for rewarding again
　　
　
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