Martial arts become gods

Chapter 2194 Natural Cave House
After sitting cross-legged again, Mo Xian couldn't help coughing violently, and the blood that spewed out was mixed with ice crystals.

Now he is still some distance away from the top of the mountain, but the distance he needs to stop and practice has also been greatly shortened.

Every time, he almost wants to give up, but when he thinks of some things that need to be faced, he bears it down abruptly.

At some point, his skin became extremely dry, as if all the moisture had been frozen.

Moreover, ice spikes protruded from the flesh and blood, which looked like a hedgehog, which was extremely weird.

No matter how he cultivated, he couldn't change this situation in a short time.

However, he didn't care about it. Once he reached the top of the mountain and started to practice thoroughly, this situation would naturally disappear.

After meditating on the spot for more than a while, Mo Xian stood up again dragging his heavy body.

Now every step he takes, he feels like being pierced by thousands of arrows. That's because many parts of his body have been frozen and become like sharp knives.

After walking less than 100 meters, he had to stop again and start to practice.

Then set off again, this time walking straight for 80 meters...

40 meters, 30 meters...

The distance he can walk is getting shorter and shorter, but the time to practice and recover is getting longer and longer.

The Northern Wilderness Hall originally formulated regulations for this situation. Without a long period of tempering, it would be impossible to reach Mo Xian's current position.

But of course Mo Xian would not be satisfied, if he could not reach the top of the mountain, it would be better not to start.

Five days later, when the sun was rising.

The top of the iceberg reflects a very dreamy color, which looks quite beautiful, but it also hides extreme danger.

At this time, a figure like an ice sculpture slowly approached here, and it was Mo Xian.

His body was almost completely frozen, and his movements were quite clumsy, he could only squirm a little bit, and made a series of weird clicking sounds.

After realizing the sunlight shining on his body, he raised his head with difficulty, and looked at the new sun that seemed within reach.

His already dull eyes became deep again, and a touch of determination appeared on his slightly dry face.

With this perseverance, Mo Xian finally reached the top of the mountain.

The strange thing is that the cold wind here has disappeared inexplicably, and it is almost the same as the sky below.

But the cold air here is obviously more intense. Even after five days of tempering, Mo Xian still couldn't bear it.

His body trembled violently, and at the same time he spurted out a few mouthfuls of blood, but it was basically ice lumps.

In fact, the inside of his body is now infinitely close to being completely frozen. If it continues, it may completely become a lifeless ice sculpture.

Mo Xian didn't dare to be negligent, and immediately circulated Yuanli, which immediately caused him to be severely injured again, and spit out several mouthfuls of blood.

Fortunately, the ice on his body loosened a little, at least he could sit cross-legged.

Then he began to run the exercises with all his strength, slowly returning his paralyzed body to normal.

After he was able to move around in a small area, he swiped his palm, and a middle-grade spirit stone flew out, circling around it like a river.

After starting to practice, Mo Xian immediately discovered the benefits of the mountain top.

The aura of heaven and earth here is very pure, with almost no trace of impurities, and the speed can reach an astonishing level if it is cultivated with the medium-grade Yunling stone.

But at the beginning, he didn't dare to be too violent, he could only do it step by step.

After about a day like this, he has completely adapted to the energy here.

This made him secretly happy. Fortunately, he was punished to go to Bingcuiling, otherwise he would not have been able to practice here in such a short period of time.

You know, if you follow the normal speed, it will take at least two months to get here.

Mo Xian is also very satisfied with the speed of cultivation here, and plans to retreat here for a while.

Now he is not short of Yunyun Lingshi, nor is he short of various medicinal materials. The most important thing is that he still has three strange plants stolen from the spirit field in his hand.

But he didn't dare to use it yet, the energy in the plant was too cold, if he used it to refine it now, he would undoubtedly be looking for death.

After taking a deep breath, Mo Xian closed his eyes again, and with a swipe of his palm, the mid-grade Yunyun stones surrounding him turned into a river of energy.

If someone sees such an exaggerated cultivation method, their jaws will drop in shock.

Gradually, Mo Xian became lifeless, completely like an old monk in meditation.

At the foot of the mountain, Gao Ming and the others would come out to check on the situation at intervals at first, but Mo Xian was never seen.

They were almost certain that Mo Xian had definitely succeeded, otherwise it would have been impossible for him to remain silent for so long.

"abnormal……"

After the group left such a word, they never came out again, and they all seized the time to practice.

As time passed day by day, this inconspicuous little iceberg seemed to have been forgotten by the Beihuang Palace, and no one came again, not even Han Ling'er appeared again.

And Mo Xian was practicing day after day on the top of the mountain, as if he had forgotten the time.

His appearance seemed to disturb the balance here, and the icy cold began to freeze gradually, surrounding Mo Xian, forming a natural cave.

But Mo Xian didn't realize it, he was still practicing quietly.

The ice became thicker and thicker, and finally completely enveloped Mo Xian, and the entire iceberg seemed to be lifted a lot.

On this day, a stream of light suddenly flew across the sky, and then escaped into the main peak of the Northern Wilderness Hall.

There is a piece of information contained in this streamer.

That is, one month later, someone from Lingtian Pavilion will come to visit.

It is said to be a visit, but everyone knows it, and I am afraid it is to ask for accountability.

After all, Beihuang Temple did not respond effectively to Mo Xian's forced killing of Ling Fei, so Ling Tian Pavilion naturally couldn't get out.

During this period of time, that matter has spread all over the mainland. If they don't do something, I'm afraid they will lose face.

However, regarding Lingtian Pavilion's visit, Beihuang Hall has not spread it out for the time being.

"Hmph, what should come will always come, Master, I'm afraid your dragging formula is not easy to use." Elder Zhou said with a sneer on his face as he looked at Master who was drinking tea.

"Hehe, I didn't say to procrastinate, but to strike late. He has been preparing for Lingtian Pavilion for so long, and he doesn't know what kind of surprise he will bring us." The headmaster smiled faintly, still calm and composed.

"I hope you can give the suzerain a reasonable explanation." Elder Zhou sneered, and walked away without taking a sip of the good tea in the cup.

"What a waste. If ordinary people take a sip of this tea, it will not be a problem to increase their lifespan by 20 years." The owner smiled lightly, and brought Elder Zhou's tea to him without the slightest thought, obviously taking it for himself.

Although he is in a high position, he doesn't seem to have any pretensions.

(End of this chapter)