Chapter 13 Eighteen Words

"What is it? It's so mysterious!" Yin Yifan's doubts was to untie the string on the scroll, spread out the scroll, and with a hula. The ice-blue roller slowly rotated. The young man couldn't help but be stunned, and the corners of his mouth twitched, and carefully watched the fonts that appeared in order.

"Nine parts of dust, body, device, outside, eye, intention, heart, universe, life!"

"Nine-character truth, Lin, soldier, fighter, all, array, column, in front!"

Two lines of fonts, one by one, are like ice sculptures. Between the ice muscles and jade bones, there is a momentum of dragon flying and phoenix dancing, which is lonely and lonely.

Yin Yifan looked at it in a stunned manner. For a moment, he was in a trance. When he moved his hands, he opened the whole scroll. For a moment, he had two hands long. The teenager read carefully, and there were tens of thousands of words on the scroll.

When the scroll was all opened, a burst of ice-blue light on the scroll suddenly spread rapidly, and a cold airflow turned into a fierce fist, suddenly attacking Yin Yifan's body.

"Bum!"

With a muffled sound, Yin Yifan's body was beaten a few feet away, and the scroll naturally closed slowly, shook a few times, and fell to the ground again.

"Puff!"

Obviously, the momentum of this attack was not light. The teenager was knocked to the ground, and his mind was also a little distracted for a while. Even if a mouthful of blood spewed out, Yin Yifan's eyes widened, gritted his teeth fiercely and sat up and said angrily, "What a bullshit scroll?"

As soon as the voice fell, a voice sounded in the sea, and only one sentence echoed in my mind: "Nine parts of dust, nine-character truth, step by step, how can you step to the sky?"

"Who is it?" Yin Yifan raised his head and roared, but found that the metal-like voice just now had an boundless chill, which was obviously echoing in his mind.

Unconsciously, Yin Yifan regained his mind and looked around. Before he could find out why there was a sound echoing in his mind, the scroll flew back to his hand and was as cold as he had.

"Step by step, how can you step into the sky?" Yin Yifan seemed to understand the meaning, slowly spread out the scroll, and did not open it completely like before, and gradually appeared the first article.

"The first article of the nine parts of the dust! [ Pro] The meaning of the word. Physically and mentally stable, keep the unwildered will..."

Following the eyes, Yin Yifan's lips also muttered slightly, put the scroll on the ground, and his hands slowly knotted a strange fingerprint.

The index fingers of both hands stand up, and the rest form a curved combination. Through the method described by the scroll, slowly mobilize the cold current in the blood and start to operate. With such fingerprints knotted and meditating in his heart, Yin Yifan suddenly found that the cold poison in the blood in his body was stimulated by himself.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he forcibly suppressed the ecstasy in his heart. For the first time, he found that the cold poison in his blood was so cute. Looking back on the first physical exercise of Fengchen Nine, I thought that the first stage was to attack through my own body. At this time, I felt the cold current in my body turn and stirred up in the bloodline. Suddenly, severe pain came. Yin Yifan shivered at the corners of his mouth, and a mouth was spewing out of extremely cold blood.

"Well, it turns out that cold poison is not so easy to tame. It seems that it will take a few more times." Yin Yifan shook his head helplessly. Although there was blood left in his mouth, he didn't think so at all. The sign just now was that the cold current in his blood was mobilized by himself.

How can he be discouraged by a failure when he realizes that his cultivation is promising and mature? I restrained my spirit again and caught the rapid situation in my body, and I couldn't help but be afraid. It turned out that when the cold poison broke out, Yin Yifan could only feel the pain, but he could not see it with his own eyes. At this time, it is true to see the crystal, flowing and fierceness in the bloodline.

"Zhang!"

With the passage of time, I don't know how long I have worked hard. A sudden sound came out. On the index finger of Yin Yifan's erect hands, there was a hard ice, but it didn't take long to dissipate. He stood up and looked down at his hands. Although he sighed gently, his eyes The touch of joy still came out.

"It's effective. It seems that if you continue to practice like this, the ice fluid in your body can really be used to fight. It's not true that it's an opportunity at all. It seems that the future is much clearer."

Yin Yifan reached out to wipe off the sweat from his forehead, looked at the rag-like clothes in the distance, sighed, and couldn't help observing the movement around him, and his hands inadvertently blocked somewhere between the two tui. He walked over, reached out and grabbed the broken gown, and tied it around his waist.

In the following month, Yin Yifan sat alone in this valley to practice, feeding on the fish of the secluded pool during the day and sleeping with heaven and earth at night. Every night, he always made a stroke on the stone wall, 30 times. In the past 30 days, Yin Yifan has finally mastered this technique and stepped into the first article of the nine parts of Fengchen.

The autumn is getting colder. I don't know when the withered yellow fallen leaves in the sky were replaced by white snow, dancing from the sky one after another, scattered down one after another. With the wind, pieces of fluttering, it actually outlined a pure and beautiful picture.

Nine falling

The world is miserable

White and cold

Enter the world is desolate

Yin Yifan stood up alone and gently patted the snow on his shoulder. ** There was only a rag covering his waist in the snowy sky. Although he can feel the cold, this degree is simply unbearable compared with the cold he has suffered since childhood.

The narrow eyes are like solid ice that has remained unchanged for ten thousand years. Looking at the cliffs around, there is no more decadent like that day. They raised their hands, knotted their fingerprints, and shouted in a low mouth, "On!"

The body passed by and went straight to the front wall. His left hand shook into a palm, and he stood slightly in front of him, and suddenly burst out a palm.

"Zhang!"

The thin hand patted on the stone wall, and with a sound, a fine and cold white frost came from Yin Yifan's hand and spread along the plane, which was ten feet wide.

"With the power of ice, I will surrender the third Samadhi..."

Slowly withdrew his palm. Yin Yifan meditated on the meaning of his words. Looking at the power caused in front of him, he was not arrogant or impatient. After a moment, he sighed gently and looked up to the sky. His faint face outlined a smile. The ice melted in his eyes and muttered, "Father, mother, do you miss me too, son Ma I'm going home. Yes, I'm Yin Yifan, and I'll be there in the future."

The teenager seems to be a little aware. Now that he has come to this big world, it may not be easy to go back, and he gradually stops thinking about time travel. I went straight back to the place where I sat, picked up the scroll, inserted it in my waist, and immediately looked around. In this barren valley, I had lived such a savage life for so long. Naturally, I decided to leave, and naturally I couldn't help showing some feelings in my heart.

"Farewell, the unforgettable place in my life..."

Yin Yifan muttered in his heart, moved his steps to the lakeside, and quietly looked at the secluded pool. The dark green was covered with a layer of fog, which was more dead than ever.

In this month, Yin Yifan went into the water to fish many times. Unconsciously found that there was a dark current at the bottom of the lake. By means of water, he dived several times. Although it did not reach the end, he also found that the distant light penetrated into the bottom of the lake.

Knowing this undercurrent, Yin Yifan's mind became more lively, and he made up his mind to go out after understanding the first article of the nine films. After all, it was such a day. Yin Yifan was naturally excited and roughly said goodbye to this valley and slowly stepped into the secluded pool.

He stretched out his feet and stepped into the water, swinging a circle of flotation, which was so cold and deep into the bone marrow. In this last encounter, the teenager's mind was also a little melancholy. A month ago, Liao fell into the deep pool like that, but now he walked in by himself.

The mood of the two is also very different. Yin Yifan couldn't help but observe the familiar and strange lake. In this small pool, the water quality is dark green, and the sense of depression makes people unaware of its depth.

In this drifting season, pure white snowflakes stopped on the water, wandered for a while, and then turned into nothing. Yin Yifan couldn't help tightening the torn shirt around his waist, pressed the scroll, pushed open the lake, and sank down.

In the day, the underwater world is naturally much clearer. Yin Yifan puffed up his cheeks, held his breath, and flexibly rowed the front of the water waves. It can be seen that many fish of different sizes roam around, the water and grass swinging gently, and the scenery is very harmonious.

At this time, Yin Yifan naturally did not care about admiring it. He tried his best to sink down with his hands and feet. With the rise of depth, he could feel that the pressure on his whole body was also stronger, and even the light was much darker. At this time, the first series of bubbles appeared at the corners of his mouth.

Fortunately, the light in the distance swept into Yin Yifan's eyes with the dark current, and his heart moved, and he swam forward desperately. Under the quiet passage of time, the distance was finally brought closer.

A countercurrent hit his face, and his eyes gradually became firm.

As if in the depths of my heart,

Because there is something surging,

and excited.

The two figures beside him since childhood seem to be in front of him at this moment.

The marks and waves engraved in my heart of those years also surged at this moment...

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