Peerless Immortal Son-in-law

Behind the corridor is a side hall. The area of the side hall is about four or five hundred square meters. In the middle of the hall is a huge bronze tripod with a height of three people. There are many holes in the top cover of the tripod. The faint blue smoke slowly overflows along the hole, forming a blue cloud in the air.

These clouds gather and do not disperse. The sublimating flavor is the feeling of these smoke pouring into the mouth and nose. At the moment, above the bronze tripod, there is a golden light in the smoke, which is like a fish swimming in the water, and it is comfortable to sink and float in the smoke.

Jin Wudao refers to the golden light, which is so weird that it floats in the smoke like a living creature. Even when Ding Yi sees it, he can't help but change his face.

"Silence." Ding Yi frowned and whispered, "I'll go up and have a look."

As the words fell, Ding Yi suddenly stepped on the ground, and the whole person jumped up directly. With a whoosh, he jumped onto the bronze tripod and looked into the hole. He remembered that there was a furnace of pills in the huge tripod before Nu Wa left.

Ding Yi has not been willing to eat, but left the pills in the bronze cauldron to bathe her body Wait, who is she?! A sharp pain flashed through Ding Yi's mind, and his mind seemed to be torn apart.

He quickly seized the bronze tripod, closed his eyes and pressed his thoughts in his heart, which made him feel better.

"No wonder, has that pill changed in the legend?" Ding Yi is a little frightened. When he looks at the empty bronze tripod below and the golden light above, his face looks strange.

According to the legend, the elixir with the highest quality may be able to produce the legendary emperor Dan if it is incubated in the furnace. However, all these are rumors. Even the great God Nuwa has never refined the emperor's pill.

Because the time needed was too long, Nuwa had been pregnant with the best pills for 500 years, but there was no change. After that, she never tried again. Now, five or six thousand years have passed. Is it the pill that has changed?

Ding Yi was more and more determined. He looked at the golden elixir on his face strangely. Instead of catching the golden elixir, he jumped down from the bronze tripod and said, "let's go there."

The reason why he didn't catch the golden pill was not that Ding Yi couldn't catch it, but a voice in his inner subconscious told him that the pill could not be taken, but why it could not be taken, but he had no answer.

Now I don't know what the role of Didan, and it can't get out here, even if you want to take it, it's not in a hurry.

After walking through the bronze tripod, Ding Yi is suddenly stunned. He stares at the front, but his heart is like a river and a sea, setting off a huge wave.

"Master?" Jin Wudao looks at Ding Yi with some doubts. He doesn't know what happened to Ding Yi.

Since entering here, the golden door keeper stood at the side of the corridor as straight as the door god, completely ignoring their meaning.

Not far in front of Ding Yi, there is a white translucent ice coffin emitting smoke. The whole body of the ice coffin is crystal clear. You can see a figure lying in it. It's shadowy.

Ding Yi's mind is like being bombed. The whole person is stunned. His mind seems to be torn apart. However, he has no action. He just looks at the ice coffin in front of him, as if stunned by magic, and slowly steps forward.

The temperature of the ice coffin is very low. As soon as it gets close to it, the temperature drops down. In the icy Sarcophagus, there is a woman whose appearance is so beautiful that she can't be described. Her white clothes are like snow, and her face has no expression, but it gives people the feeling that she is thousands of miles away.

Her beauty is unimaginable, because her beauty occupies all people's imagination, as if the fish were drowning and wild geese were drowning, and the moon and flowers were not enough to describe her beauty. It was a kind of blasphemy to look at it more.

Ding Yi looks at the figure in the ice coffin. His mind is completely torn apart. He can't feel the pain, but the pain comes from his heart.

"Cherish the snow." Ding Yi's face shows a complex look of sadness and pain. He gently touches the ice coffin and calls out a name in his mouth.

As these two words were called out of Ding Yi's mouth, his whole body seemed to collapse. He wanted to cry, but there was no tears left, because he had forgotten how to feel crying for five or six thousand years.

But the feeling of crying without tears made people more intolerable. Suddenly, many fragments appeared in his mind. The fragments of these memories swept through his mind like a waterfall. A beautiful figure standing on the top of the Forbidden City, with a gauze white dress and a smile like a flash in the pan, appeared in his mind.

Murong Xixue, the favored daughter of Murong aristocratic family, was one of the top ten families in ancient times. After 30 years of transcendence, she was transformed into a half holy body. Fifty years later, she became a real saint. She was the first one among the younger generation to reach the level of land immortal.

Unfortunately In that dark turmoil, Murong family was not born, but Murong Xixue walked alone in the dark and turbulent times for a person, followed his steps to calm down the turmoil in the four directions, and was finally calculated by the dark source forces, who died and died.

After a long time, Ding Yi calmed down. He was staring at the woman in the ice coffin. The tearing feeling in his mind had already disappeared. Instead, countless scattered memories poured into his mind."Well Nearly 6000 years ago, I still can't find a way. " Ding Yi reached out and gently stroked the woman's cheek. He started to feel cold. He sighed slightly, and then his face became firm. "Cherish the snow, I'll try to save you. You'll wait for me here first!"

After that, he showed tenderness in his eyes and caressed the woman's cheek again. Then he turned to the shelf on one side and put all the things on it into the storage bag. Then he looked at Jin Wudao behind him and said, "come with me, put all the things here into the storage bag."

Ding Yi thought of everything. He had sealed some unforgettable memories. Unexpectedly, this reincarnation was thousands of years ago. He had forgotten that memory. If he had not come to this underground mansion and see the figure in the ice coffin again, he would never have remembered that there was a woman lying in the ice coffin, waiting for him forever.

"Master, what are you going to pack?" Jin Wudao follows Ding Yi and gives a dry cough.

He noticed something wrong with Ding Yi's state of mind. He couldn't help but peek at the sarcophagus behind him. In the dark, who was the person lying in the coffin, which made the master's mood change so much!

He has never seen Ding Yi show such a complex expression of sadness, sadness, pain and guilt. How can the despair of crying without tears, such as Ding Yi, who is standing on the top of the earth, show this look?

Just as Jin Wudao was speculating, Ding Yi, who was walking in front of him, stopped suddenly. With a slight wave of his hand, the bronze door in front of him immediately opened a gap on his own. He only heard Ding Yi say faintly, "these are these things."

"Hiss Jin Wudao was stunned for a moment and followed the reputation. When he saw the things inside the bronze door through the crack of the door, his eyes immediately glared at him and took a breath directly.