magic door player

Chapter 71
In the cave.

Originally, the beautiful scenery of spring and scenery, luxuriant vegetation, beautiful flowers and Yaocao everywhere are all frozen by frost at this moment.

Frost hung on the faces of the Buddha statues, which was indescribably weird.

The three rays of light entered through the seams of the ground and came all the way to the ninth Buddhist cave.

Void rivers are mighty and mighty, stretching across the eyes.

This river is the only thing that is not affected by the cold wave in the entire Tianjue Ice Region!
The three fell by the river.

Ye Xue immediately sacrificed the magic weapon of the fishing rod, and the fishing line flew into the river.

The turbulent flow of the void engulfed the incomparably sharp space fragments, and flowed through them surgingly.

The fishing line trembled, unable to anchor to the outside world.

The chill is getting stronger.

The aura of the body guards of the three people is crumbling.

Pang Yue performed the nameless pupil technique, his eyes flickered with aura, stared at the void river, and secretly urged the innate infinity tablet to deduce the changes in it.

"Or not……"

Suddenly, Ye Xue's face turned pale, her spiritual consciousness was exhausted, and her face showed despair.

Luo Qingyuan couldn't help but smiled wryly: "Unexpectedly, this life is going to fall here, it's really destiny!"

She couldn't help but glanced at Pang Yue who was still calm, and couldn't help saying: "Brother Dao, what are you still looking at?"

Pang Yue said indifferently: "18 years."

"What 18?"

Ye Xue was stunned, then came to understand, and asked: "You mean that after 18 years, this void river will calm down? How did you calculate?"

Just now, when she was anchoring to the outside world, she already felt that the changes of this void river follow a certain pattern!
If she could wait until the river calmed down, she would be [-]% sure to anchor the void outside.

After Ye Xue finished speaking, she shook her head helplessly: "Unfortunately, we can't last two more hours, 18 years..."

"Who said we couldn't hold on?"

Pang Yue turned around with a smile, and waved out a mouthful of bronze gui.

"Senior sisters, please come inside!"

……

Mountains and rivers in Guizhong.

A thousand-acre spiritual field came into the eyes of the three of them.

There are criss-crossed streets, gurgling spiritual springs, and a small river divides this huge spiritual field into two halves.

In the sky, the sun is sunny, and a round of "big sun" hangs in the sky, emitting light and heat.

Countless runes flicker, converge, and fission in the Great Sun, endlessly, completely self-consistent, giving people a sense of eternity that never changes.

In the Lingtian, the new crop of Yuanyang rice has just sprouted, and the green one is refreshing.

The Shanhe Gui is a magic weapon of the third rank, forming a cave of its own.

The location of this treasure was immediately cut off from the chill of the outside world, and the three of them felt relieved, and they all heaved a sigh of relief.

"Xu... I didn't expect you to have such a magic weapon!"

Luo Qingyuan's beautiful snow dimple revealed the joy of surviving near death, her beautiful eyes were shining brightly, and while looking around, her words became much more intimate.

Ye Xue also bowed to Pang Yue, and said with a straight face: "Thank you, brother, from today onwards, Ye Xue owes you a favor."

"I happen to have a top-quality magic weapon here, please take a look!"

After Luo Qingyuan finished speaking, she waved her sleeves and released a gorgeous palace, under which several acres of snow-white floating clouds were born, supporting the hall firmly and floating in the void.

This palace is full of golden towers, jade steps and pillars, cloisters and columns, and gorgeous watches supporting the sky. It looks very majestic and gorgeous.

Walking into the hall, you can see that all the furnishings inside are exquisite, elegant and luxurious.

There are three entrances in this palace, each with six rooms, and each room is extremely spacious and comfortably furnished.

As expected, Luo Qingyuan was born in one of the six golden core families of the Demon Talisman Sect, and her daily expenses showed the demeanor of a giant clan of cultivators, far from being comparable to Pang Yue and Ye Xue.

The three of them each chose a room to recuperate and recover.

……

In the room, Pang Yue set up restrictions to seal off the inside and outside, then returned to the jade couch and sat in meditation.

After two cups of tea.

He suddenly breathed out a breath of cold air, and his magic power circulated freely, and the influence of the cold wave just now was completely dissipated.

"18 years... Let's improve the realm now!"

He congealed his mind, took out an ice lotus, swallowed it in a few mouthfuls, and then started to refine it by operating the method.

Although he has obtained the "Ten Fang Frozen Demon Dao", he still does not plan to switch to this method, but only uses it as an auxiliary method to practice supernatural powers.

His way is still the "True Flame Demon", and the follow-up "Secret Book of Chaos and Mysterious Magic Talisman"!
The ice lotus contains incomparably pure vitality of heaven and earth, and every refinement of one flower can save monks three years of hard work.

On this occasion.

Pang Yue used Yanmo Zhenlu, an extremely overbearing magic technique, to quickly transform the vitality inside the ice snow lotus into mana.

His cultivation base also gradually increased at an unprecedented speed!
……

Time flies, two months passed quietly.

this day.

Suddenly a soft and pleasant voice came from outside the door.

"Brother Dao, can you remove the restriction and let Qingyuan go in for a while?"

Pang Yue woke up from his samadhi.

With a sweep of his consciousness, he knew who it was.

With a wave of his sleeve, he removed the restraint, and said, "Senior Sister, please come in."

The door opened, and a delicate and beautiful female cultivator walked in with lotus steps.

Luo Qingyuan dressed up carefully today.

I saw a cloud piled on her head in a palace bun, a purple neon tie on her forehead, and a water drop of red jade hanging between her brows.

She has a plump waist, a pair of long legs that are well-proportioned and straight, with a charming curve.

I saw her wearing a gorgeous long dress, graceful and noble, elegant, and with an intoxicating boudoir style.

The exquisite carcass is ripe to the extreme, it has the charm of a woman and is firm like a girl.

Like melons and fruits Qin honey, all sweet.

"Congratulations, Brother Dao, you have improved your cultivation base, and it seems that you have gained a lot."

Luo Qingyuan said with a smile, her voice was soft and charming, like an oriole out of the valley.

Pang Yue asked her to sit down politely, and said, "Senior sister has fully recovered from her injuries, and I am very happy."

Luo Qingyuan looked Pang Yue up and down beautifully, and said: "I am a cultivator of the Demon Sect, and I am not an ascetic of the Xuanmen. The thought of being trapped here for 18 years made me feel irritable, sat down, and almost lost my temper. "

"Brother Dao, would you like to help me solve one or two problems?"

Facing the bold and direct gaze of this beautiful female cultivator, Pang Yue smiled slightly and asked, "How do you want to solve it, Senior Sister?"

Luo Qingyuan's watery apricot eyes were full of light, and she said softly: "I heard people say that there is a cauldron on Brother Dao's Island. ... I wonder if brother can show Qingyuan the mystery of it?"

Pang Yue couldn't help but laugh.

"Senior Sister, I'm afraid the drunkard's intentions are not in the bar? If you have anything to say, you might as well get straight to the point and say it straight!"

Luo Qingyuan's snow dimple was slightly red, and she gave him a half-smile look, cruel and coquettish, and said angrily: "Have you always been so confused?"

"Senior sister, tell me quickly, or I will continue to practice."

Pang Yue's heart was like an old monk, he said unmoved.

"I really can't help you!"

Luo Qingyuan rolled his eyes at him, and said seriously: "Qingyuan came here this time because she wanted to make a deal with a fellow daoist."

Pang Yue's heart moved, he raised his eyebrows, and asked, "Is it coming for my fourth-order magic weapon?"

(End of this chapter)