Chapter 7 Section 1 Suffering

"All this is just an illusion in their hearts. If you think about it, you will have a situation.

Outside the Taiqing Han Palace, I saw a white-robed Taoist standing awe-inspiringly on the top of the Qingzhu Peak, looking at the two young white Taoist in front of him and saying so.

This Taoist stopped his red fairy sword - it was the "Red Wood" sword, and this man was Shangguan Cheng.

The two young Taoists standing in front of Shangguan Cheng, one is handsome, broad-sighted and thick-browed, and the other is kind-looking and quite elegant. They are He Ji and Mingjue.

At this time, Mingjue looked at Shangguan Cheng, the master in front of him, and asked, "Master means that we were just in that deep ice cave, and there was not really such an environment, but an illusion of our inner thoughts?"

"Exact. This Qinghan Palace is no different from before. Everything you have experienced is born from the heart. Shangguan Chengdao brushed his beard and said with a smile.

It turned out that since Mingjue and other four people practiced Taoism in the Taiqing Han Palace and were scattered by a sudden chill, Mingjue and He Ji were rushed together, while Tang Feiyan and Qin Tian were rushed to the other side.

At this point, the four people fainted and entered the fantasy world. Everything happened was an illusion.

Mingjue and He Ji also came to the same place as the ice cave experienced by Tang Feiyan and Qin Tian. They were attacked by the cold air, but both of them still had the strength of the sword. They worked together to resist the extreme cold with their swords, but slowly recovered. In the end, they suddenly appeared in the Taiqing Han Palace. In addition, I saw the sun and the master Shangguan Cheng. When the two woke up, Master Shangguan Cheng told him about all these tests.

"You two, the combined strength of your Taoist cultivation, can get you out of this fantasy, but Qin Tian and the other two are unpredictable!" Shangguan Cheng sighed.

"So, will the two of them be in danger?" Mingjue asked in a hurry.

The look on Shangguan Cheng's face was quite mysterious. He took a deep breath and said, "It's not convenient to say this directly. Let's wait and see."

Seeing the mysterious expression of Master Shangguan Cheng, he felt a little helpless, but in his heart, he was extremely worried about Qin Tian, who were still in the fantasy at this time.

They all know that Qin Tian and Tang Feiyan are in a desperate situation and must rely on them to work together to break through the fantasy. However, Qin Tian, how low the Taoism is!

It seems that it must be extremely difficult for these two to break through the test of Master Shangguan Cheng.

"I hope the two of them can get out of this cold palace smoothly and be safe!" He Yu said silently in his heart.

All kinds of tests in the world do not come from the external environment, but from your own heart. Man is a very fragile species. The more you think in your heart, the greater the torture you will be. All thoughts are like joy, anger, sorrow, fear, sadness, depression, missing...

All kinds of ideas will invade the hearts of the monks. If you want to walk smoothly on the road of mons, you can only achieve great success if you have no thoughts in your heart and all thoughts are gray, but earthly thoughts, and reach the realm of all empty!

These statements are also mentioned in the Three Halal Words. As a disciple of Sanqingmen, they all know these truths, but few people can do it.

In the depths of the ice cave, one black and one white, two figures, under the light, like the outcasts of two earths, helpless, waiting for the unknown future.

The colorful luster of the fairy sword "Singluo" held in Tang Feiyan's hand has long been greatly weakened. At this time, the luster can only slightly see the surroundings of the two.

I don't know when this "Singluo" fairy sword will suddenly lose the power of the emperor when its owner, Tang Feiyan Jingyuan, is exhausted, like waste, scattered on the snow of this cold cave.

Now, the two are dying. Qin Tian had already tried to use the shallow Taoism taught by his master and Mingjue to transform some Taoism to resist the cold air. However, he failed - he did not have that ability.

At this time, he knew how simple and useless the Taoism he had learned was! My heart is full of deep self-reproach, asking myself repeatedly, why would this happen? Qin Tian, Qin Tian, what on earth have you done in Sanqingmen?

In such a situation, it is useless and needs the protection of a weak woman! A trace of dead gray suddenly appeared on Qin Tian's face.

Qin Tian saw that Tang Feiyan in front of him had no luster in his drooping eyes, which was obviously a sign that his vitality was about to be exhausted. Therefore, he struggled to move his body slightly and slowly squirmed towards Tang Feiyan.

Suddenly, Tang Feiyan's trembling body was attacked by the cold and curled up. The green silk on her head had already been covered with cold snow. Her strong supported eyes flashed, her purple lips opened slightly, and said a weak word: "We will not die here, will we?"

Hearing what Tang Feiyan said, Qin Tian couldn't help trembling all over his body. Suddenly, he also felt that he and Tang Feiyan really wouldn't die here like this, would they?

Qin Tian couldn't find anything to comfort Feiyan, but took out an object from his arms, which was square and extremely round, but it was - those two dice!

"Well, let's make a bet. If I win, then we won't die here. If you win, we will be up to fate!"

Unexpectedly, at this time, Qin Tian still had those two dice in his arms.

"What has arrived and when has it been? You and you are still in the mood to bet on the dice..." Tang Feiyan couldn't help laughing. However, at this time, his lips were purple, and his face was stiff. When he smiled, he was extremely reluctant.

Two frozen stiff hands slowly touched the two dice, and suddenly one rotated over, and the dice stopped. One was in Qin Tian's hand and the other stayed in Tang Feiyan's hand without a sword.

The two trembled and spread out their hands. A sieve in the palm of Qin Tian's hand was six o'clock!

"Don't look at it, I must lose." Tang Feiyan held the dice tightly and said slightly.

Qin Tian was a little happy, and there was some joy in his eyes. He said, "Okay, now, we won't die."

After saying that, Qin Tian seemed to have exhausted all his strength, took off the thick shabby Taoist robe from his body, and then climbed to Tang Feiyan's side and put it tightly on her body.

"You..." Tang Feiyan was wrapped in Qin Tian's tattered Taoist robe and suddenly felt that the cold air was slightly weaker, and the chill in her heart gradually became much weaker, but she didn't know how to say it. Just said, "Are you not cold? Stinky, stinky boy..."

Qin Tian took off this robe and knew how warm it felt to wear this robe on himself!

At this time, without the resistance of this robe, there is only a thin light shirt left on Qin Tian's body. How can he resist such extreme cold?

Although Qin Tian felt a life-threatening cold, his tone was full of stubbornness - "If you lose, just listen to me. We, we will not die. I'm not afraid of cold! Cough!"

Finally, Qin Tian couldn't help coughing, otherwise he could pretend to be tougher.

"Ha ha, don't be afraid of the cold!" Tang Feiyan sneered at Qin Tian's situation. However, she suddenly thought of--

There is such a person who can protect himself regardless of the consequences when his life is in danger. So, what is this person in his life?

Tang Feiyan looked at Qin Tian in front of him. He was already trembling but pretended to be strong. His pale face was already a little distorted by the cold...

However, Qin Tian looked at himself, full of soft light...

Suddenly, there was a feeling of heat on Tang Feiyan's face. From the bottom of his heart, he surged to his heart like an electric shock, but that feeling was unprecedented!

Fortunately, it was extremely cold here. Tang Feiyan's face, which was attacked by the cold, did not happen under the touch of this feeling.

If under normal circumstances, I'm afraid Tang Feiyan's face would have already turned red...

"But you, your robe seems to be very dirty!" Tang Feiyan, who lowered his head, looked at the Taoist robe given to her by Qin Tian, but saw that it was not only shabby, but also dirty. Naturally, the girl's heart was extremely beautiful and clean. Even in this case, Tang Feiyan couldn't help saying.

"This, this, daily practice and practice, wear it, naturally, naturally not very clean." Qin Tian was embarrassed. It was strange for a beautiful woman to wear her own shabby clothes, but he was anxious again. He thought that the crazy girl was still disgusted. Her face was no longer embarrassed, but she was slightly angry and said, "Then do you wear it or not?"

When Tang Feiyan saw Qin Tian's situation, she couldn't help laughing and said, "I haven't finished yet!" Although this robe is dirty, it is very warm!"

After saying that, Tang Feiyan lowered her head and stopped talking. Hearing what she said, Qin Tian was slightly relieved and thought that his kindness was not laughed at by her.

However, Qin Tian did not expect that his behavior had already been deeply remembered by the girl in front of him. Qin Tian has lived in Qingzhou since he was a child and is used to hanging out with a group of naughty teenagers, but he has little contact with his daughter's family. How did he know the meticulous thoughts of his daughter's family!

"So, shall we wait like this?" Tang Feiyan suddenly had no idea and asked like this.

She didn't find that since Qin Tian took off his robe, although she tried her best to hold on, how could she hold on? In less than a moment, Qin Tian gradually lost consciousness!

Qin Tian, whose whole body was attacked by the cold, did not have the resistance of the thick robe, and his cultivation was extremely shallow. How could he withstand this extreme cold?

Tang Feiyan screamed - "Qin Tian!"

However, he saw that the boy was unconscious and his eyes were closed. Tang Feiyan suddenly had no idea and had to hurry up the sword, hoping to use the immortal sword, shine again in this place with a strong sword spirit, and drive away the cold!

However, with a little effort, Tang Feiyan found that he had exhausted his essence!

"guang!"

The "Singluo" sword is like a floating duckweed, falling off Tang Feiyan's loose hands and rushing to the earth covered with cold snow!