Chapter 19 North Temple

"This is the result of not going to the Northern Temple to cultivate aura." In the confusion, I heard a familiar and resentful voice.

I know it's the god Hengtian. I deliberately didn't open my eyes and thought to myself that I could never admit that I had never practiced aura.

Then there was no sound. I'm waiting. I'm confused. Why don't you talk? Finally, he couldn't help opening his eyes and startled his close face.

"Why do you react so slowly?" He stared at me naturally and said in a less angry tone, "How can you calm down after looking at you for so long?"

I laughed twice and whispered, "The fairy bottom is relatively poor, and there is no way to feel the breath of the god."

"I have to take you to the North Temple as soon as possible." As he spoke, he put his hand to my forehead.

I'm not used to tilting my head to one side. His other hand turned my face indisputably. I looked at him in a daze, with extreme reluctance in my eyes. He felt the temperature on my forehead with his hand, and then nodded with satisfaction, completely ignoring my "reluctance".

"Hmm?" After a while, he saw that my face was still ugly, so he smiled and said, "Don't you like this way?"

This is the first time I have seen his smile. Although it is short, it can be engraved in my mind and can't be forgotten for a long time.

"Let me think about it." Then, he came over and whispered in my ear, "There is another way to take your temperature. Would you like to try it?"

My face immediately burst into a flower-like smile.

"Hehe - just touch the forehead, you can touch it casually -" I smiled foolishly.

After he left, I quietly asked the Flame Fairy, is there any other way to take her body temperature?

She thought for a moment, smiled, and said casually, "Well, for example, kiss. The temperature under the tongue is very accurate.

I'm afraid of my chest, but fortunately I react quickly. At that time, he knew it was not a good idea to look at it like that.

After that night, I never saw the crane again, or when the crane saw me, it turned around and ran away, and shouted "Oh", as if to inform my companions to escape quickly. I feel a little sad that I have deceived Xianhe's feelings.

Inadvertently, I heard the maidservant whispering. That night, I fell from the crane, and it was the god who took off in time to catch me. They have never seen a fairy as nervous as the god. So I strongly requested to move back to the Academy Pavilion. They agreed quickly this time and allowed me to go back to the school to continue my practice.

I returned to the school the next day and found that the fairies or practitioners around me were all new faces. Later, I learned that the previous groups of fairies had all returned to the Southern Temple and practiced the history of the gods. Mind reading can't be used maliciously, just like I can't maliciously create a nightmare and throw it into someone's dream. I was secretly glad in my heart. Fortunately, I was playing tricks on the woman in the mansion of Chu Yifan, an unknown city, not in the territory of this Protoss.

The art of long life begins with cultivating the mind. Three meals a day, get proper sleep, and adjust the way of breathing. I think these are actually for practitioners of other ethnic groups. These fairies are born as immortals, so what is the limit of life expectancy? Therefore, they said that they came here to learn to cultivate their hearts. I'm afraid they really want to become a divine princess. However, the god is actually not in school, and the lectures are all ordinary gods. He usually only appears in the first class to say hello to new scholars. And my first class was smashed to pieces. In retrospect, I felt a little sorry for him.

On the way back to Xueyuan Pavilion, I have been thinking about how to make myself less sorry. I said before that I would wash his clothes, but think about it, the clothes have been thrown away for a long time? He also thought that it's better to work harder. If you become famous in the future, put his name in the front to publicize it, which is also worthy of him. Think about it, it still doesn't work. Put his name in front of me, and I'm afraid I will benefit more...

"Why do you walk without looking at the road!" A voice exploded overhead.

I looked up and almost bumped into him--

"Hengtian..." I was in a hurry and forgot to use respectful words.

He thought for a long time before he realized that I was calling him, and then he laughed: "No one has dared to call me face to face like this for thousands of years."

Then he looked at me in surprise and asked, "Where did you know the name?"

"Read the history of God." I laughed then. I haven't practiced divine history, but I can't let him know that Grandpa Wen has always called his name.

Of course, he looked at me in disbelief and then floated away.

Since then, the surroundings of Xueyuan Pavilion have become periodically dark, with the alternation of day and night. I think he was near Xueyuan Pavilion that day. He came from Shi Jiejie. After that, a few fairies came, took away the black curtain that was originally hung on my window, and told me that several new scholars could not make the night by themselves, so the god helped them make the boundary. After that, our three meals a day seem to have changed, and we feel that the more we eat, the more energetic we are.

A few more days later, Shenjun Hengtian took me directly to the top of the North Shenchuan River. Looking around, all I can see is the vast sea of glaciers and snow.

"This is the best place for slimming and aura." He said gently, "Without the aura of Beichuan, you will never be able to cultivate the highest level."

I nodded. I heard from Grandpa Wen before. However, this aura needs to be cultivated for decades. How can I have those decades? I was lucky to think that after staying with the master for thousands of years, there should be a lot of aura on this body, which is enough to cope with the elongation and skills, right? However, now it seems that the lake and the rain in the Shenjun Hall almost killed me. The aura of this fairy root is still very weak.

Suddenly, there was a loud roar in the air, and the glacier under my feet cracked a big mouth, and my whole body fell.

"It's not good!" He roared at me, grabbed my waist and rushed up desperately.

A huge piece of ice fell from the sky and fell on us. He held me in one hand and huge ice cubes in the other. A flame spewed out from the palm of my hand, and the ice disappeared in an instant and turned into water vapor. Not even a drop of water touched us.

I was stunned. I know he is the god, but I never thought I would have a chance to see him perform. In my heart, the temple is indestructible, safe and not dangerous. The carving skills of those fairies are really insignificant compared with the moments of life and death in the nameless city.

He frowned and said in a low voice, "Why did they release the white polar beast? This is not something you should practice at your level.

Sure enough, as he flew out of the crack, I saw a huge white monster with a body like a bear, but its head like a lion. It was roaring at us with its mouth open, feeling that the ground was shaking and the surrounding snow was falling one after another. The wind followed with snow, and I smelled a strong smell of blood in the air.

My body trembled by itself. I'm still a poor practitioner with little aura. I haven't seen such a scene. He looked at me and seemed to say, "Have you really decided to become a god?"

I stared at him fiercely and nodded desperately. I'm scared, but I didn't say I wanted to give up?

As soon as the white polar beast saw us, it waved its palms crazily, and large ice skates flew towards us.

"They may have got the wrong object and thought it was me who was going to practice." He smiled and drew a circle in the air, and a wall of fire blocked all the ice skates.

Only then did I understand that this North Temple is not only a place for newcomers to practice aura, but also a place for gods to practice their skills.

"I shouldn't have promised you too early. It seems that you don't even have the ability to float in the air. He sighed, as if he regretted being confused by the feather bell flower on the back of my hand that day.

With his voice falling, we stood on the other side of the big crack. The white beast seemed to be lost in thought, walking back and forth opposite the crack and making a "Oh" cry.

"You should not be brought directly to the top of Beichuan. I forgot that beginners should be placed at the foot of the snowy mountain. He looked at me apologetically.

"Not every scholar has this honor to stand on the top of Beichuan with Shenjun to watch the snow scenery." I smiled back and said I didn't mind.

Before he finished speaking, the beast opposite roared louder and rushed towards us. Obviously, it is going to jump over this big crack. Then, I heard the roar of more beasts nearby, and three bigger white polar beasts appeared around us in an instant.

Hengtian's face darkened, and the situation seemed to be not optimistic. Suddenly, two white-lighted chains flew out of the palm of one of the white beasts, and the target was actually Hengtian.

"Lock God Chain?!" He roared in surprise, and at the same time, he flashed and cleverly avoided the attack.

At this time, another white beast rushed to me at the right time. I clenched my teeth and ran desperately in the snow. I can't stand and wait to die. I always have to work hard. Although it is a useless struggle. There was a gust of wind in the back of my head, and I suddenly lay down. A "boom" sound exploded over my body. I turned around and saw the white beast bounce away with a force.

I know in my heart that there is no other god here except Hengtian to save me, although I can't see how he saved me. Another white beast rushed over and patted my petite body with a thick bear paw. This time I saw him rushing over and rolling to one side with me in his arms. The white beast's claws flew into the air, and the ice and snow suddenly broke into pieces under its palm and scattered everywhere.

I noticed that Hengtian's face was extremely ugly, as if he had been seriously injured. Will the god also get hurt?

"The lock chain can lock the divine power. I'm almost like a mortal now." He smiled bitterly.

Only then did I notice that there were two deep dents on his wrist, as if something had been inlaid in it. But he obviously dodged the blow just now. Was it because he was distracted to save me...? Does God feel pain?

"We're going to bet once!" He suddenly hugged me tightly and jumped off the top of the North God River...

My mind was blank, my body kept falling down, and there was only a cold wind in my ear. Although he has been holding me tightly, burying my face in his chest and protecting my back with his hands, my legs are still exposed. The small ice particles cut my skirt like a knife and stung my nerves.

Our bodies also hit several protruding rocks during the fall, but it felt that they hit him directly every time. After that, we fell into the snow and kept rolling to the bottom of the mountain, rolling into a big snowball. The snowball seemed to hit something and finally stopped. I woke up in the snowball. I think that if it hadn't been for the master's fantasy pearl that frustrated me with the attitude of God, I would have died this time. However, now I am no different from the dying person.

Nameless, you have to wait for me--

Countless names flashed in my mind, which made me struggle to climb out of the snowball and drag the unconscious Hengtian out. He is no different from mortals now, I can see it. His lips have turned dark purple.

"God! God!" I tried to wake him up.

It seems that he is seriously injured. No matter what I shouted, he didn't respond. I looked around, a piece of white, full of snow. The snowball just now hit a large rock raised on the ground before it stopped. The rock is deeply rooted in the soil, one side is vertical and steep, but the other side is as flat as a slope.

I struggled to get up and clean up the snow on the other side of the big rock slope. I thought, at least we can have a place to rest. I can't let him lie in the ice and snow like this. Then, I moved his body little by little and it took me a long time to lean him against the rock.

The bottom of this snowy mountain is the place where new people cultivate their aura, and those monsters will not appear. The elders of the northern temple should know that their gods are visiting.

As long as I insist until they find us, I should have hope to live.

I leaned against him, held his hand, and transmitted my only body temperature to his body. But for him who was seriously injured, it didn't work at all. He still closed his eyes and remained motionless.

"God, you have to wake up quickly." I grabbed his hand and said to myself helplessly.

After that, I fell asleep weakly.

In the haze, I feel that my body is getting warmer and warmer, and a hot stream is constantly entering my body from my wrist. I opened my eyes and saw the starry night sky, and then realized that I was still lying on the rock, but I didn't feel cold. I looked at my wrist. It turned out that the energy of the body came from the master's fantasy beads. At this time, the black beads are shining, the blue gas is free, and the energy source is endless.

As soon as I moved my mind, the silver thread in my hand broke. I took off the Xuanzhu and put it in Hengtian's mouth. I think this thing of God will save him. My whole body suddenly became cold, and I felt that every cell in my body was frozen in an instant, the blood stopped circulating, and my breathing became not smooth. Then, I fell on him...

I think even if I die, he can't die. He is alive, and there is at least an important person who has the hope of seeing an unknown name.

At that time, I didn't expect that a god created by heaven and earth would not die even if his divine power was sealed. I didn't remember that the important person was Xiao Nian. All I know is that he can't die.