Chapter 3 Underworld Ice Room

Xuanming, with a white face roasted by the hot wind, stood quietly in the middle of the road. Under his feet was a Fuxi gossip map. Each of the eight trigrams had three stripes, each with a small flag. The wind from the left and right roads was attracted by the eight trigrams, forming a yin and yang whirlwind around it, spinning rapidly around the eight trigrams.

After carefully looking at the underworld, Xuan Ming sighed, sat down cross-legged on the gossip map, swinging his hands, and the spirit inheritance of the flood and famine holy water also began to slowly start.

"Qingjue" runs slowly from Dantian, and the external airflow of the eight trigrams is constantly introduced into the eight trigrams. It drills into every pore of Xuanming, flows along the tendons and veins for a week, turning into true qi and returning to Dantian. Such a cold and hot alternation made Xuanming's already white pretty face more bloodless.

After Xuanming's true power turned a few times, the qi and blood suddenly boiled! Cold and hot gases are introduced by the 'Fuxi gossip'. It's like a piece of ice falling into the raging fire and starting to smoke...

It hurts, it hurts! It hurts!! Xuan Ming tightened his eyebrows in pain and hummed coldly. At this moment, Xuanming, the only feeling is that these words are indeed left.

The pain cycle of acupuncture repeatedly stimulated the meridians of Xuanming's whole body and burned his internal organs. His whole body muscles couldn't help but begin to twitch violently.

No, this is not acceptable at all! Xuanming frowned, stopped the operation of "cleaning up", raised his hand and wiped the sweat all over his face. His small body instinctively leaned against the cold ground, and a cold air hit him, only felt cool and comfortable.

While calming the boiling blood, Xuanming looked around: this is a crossroads. His rest is on the right hand side, which is the source of the cold wind. The road is long and there is no end. The left side is a road very similar to the right side, except that the left side emits a suffocating heat wave. The back passage is the exit, but what really attracts Xuanming is the electric intersection in front of him.

"Sealing prohibition?" Xuanming blinked curiously and looked at the seal at the intersection: "What's inside?"

Xuanming stared curiously at the sealed hole in front of him, and the forbidden electric light flow at the hole was colorful. Looking at it, Xuanming seemed to be suddenly possessed and reached out to the forbidden pat with a dull look.

"Ah!!"

At the moment when Xuan Ming's little hand slapped the ban, a powerful thrust suddenly broke out and pushed Xuan Ming. In an instant, Xuan Ming's small body was thrown away.

Xuan Ming exhaled in pain, rolled around the ground, held a sulking breath, and got up from the ground. Look at the ban that is still shining with lightning. A dangerous breath flashed from his eyes. He narrowed his eyes and pointed to the ban, "Well, I will break your bad thing sooner or later!"

However, just as Xuan Ming's voice fell, a domineering laughter with vicissitudes suddenly sounded and laughed:

"Haha! OK, I'm waiting here..."

"Who!" Xuan Ming, who was originally ambitious and pointed to the forbidden, shook his little hand, stared at the forbidden with some surprise, and shouted, "Who is inside?"

"Ha ha, what? Are you afraid of the doll? The voice of the vicissitudes of life rose again, laughing.

"Damn it! Who do you think is afraid? Xuan Ming was furious and shouted in a tender voice, "Who the hell are you? Why in the underworld? Come out quickly!"

"Ha ha, you will know who I am in the future!" The voice smiled desolately. Then the yin and yang said strangely, "Is it strange? Why don't you come in and ask me to go out? Isn't it that you can't break this prohibition?

"Hmm! Who said I couldn't break it?" Xuan Ming frowned. At a young age, he was provoked by the old voice and couldn't help but be a little annoyed. However, he calmed down in an instant. He smiled and said, "Master, I can't break it now, but it doesn't mean that I can't break it in the future!"

"Oh? Haha! The old man is waiting here slowly, waiting for good information..." The old voice laughed loudly. Hearing it in Xuanming's ears, it seemed to be ridicule.

Xuan Ming snorted coldly, stared at the prohibition for a while, ignored him, and turned to the gossip.

Looking at the gossip under his feet, Xuanming couldn't help frowning. Looking at the cold walkway on the right hand side, he walked up to the depths of the passage.

The walkway on the right is not long, and there is a layer of ice around it. The more you go in, the thicker the ice will be. Finally, at the mouth of the cave, the rock layer could no longer be seen, leaving only a thick ice wall. Entering the cave, there is a three-foot square stone room. It's very simple inside. The four walls have all been frozen due to the cold fog for many years. There was only one small pool in the middle. The surface of the pool was shrouded in a thick layer of ice fog, and you couldn't see what was inside. The whole stone room is white.

"What a comfortable place!" Xuan Ming's eyes lit up and gave a gentle admiration. The stone room was shrouded in cold fog, and the ice wall around it was slightly shining with cold light, which made the stone room white and flawless. Xuan Ming looked around with a smile for a while and finally returned to the pool, but unfortunately he could only see a white fog.

"The cold air should be emitted from the pool. What is it?" Xuan Ming's bright eyes turned, looked at the pool curiously, and then suddenly sat down cross-legged, pinched the formula with his hands, quickly typed fingerprints one by one, opened his thin lips slightly, and shouted, "Sang!"

The cold fog on the pool rolled violently with this sound of drinking, but unfortunately it only dissipated slightly, and the violent rolling slowly stopped. Recover, as good as before!

Xuanming blinked unwillingly: the pool water did not freeze? It seems that there is something in the pool, which is dark, but unfortunately there is no chance to see it clearly. Although he has been "forced" to read a lot of books over the years, his experience is still far from enough, and Xuan Ming still can't figure out what it is.

Forget it, forget it! Xuan Ming shrugged his head and began to think about his major troubles: "The decision is clear."

"Alas, where to practice is not practice, why do you want to gossip?" Xuanming was distressed, and then laughed, "Forget it, no matter where it's comfortable, just practice there."

As long as you can go up to the seventh floor and give Xuanqing an explanation, and then you can get out of the East China Sea.

Just do it. Xuan Ming straightened his waist and began to run "clean up". The cold air around him gradually moved closer to him like suction. Finally, a thick ice layer was formed on him, and gradually the whole person formed an ice sculpture.

Time flies, and the pitching is fleeting.

Six years passed in a flash, and the Xuanming meditation in the stone room had been submerged by the cold fog ice, and only a huge ice sculpture could be seen far away. I can't even see the shape of a person. If you can watch carefully, you can find that the cold fog around you gathers from around centered on ice sculptures and slowly penetrates into the ice sculptures.

The ice sculpture is also slowly thickening and increasing at an unsightly speed. Suddenly, the ice sculpture vibrated slightly, and then the fog around it seemed to have been instructed to accelerate its cohesion and into the ice sculpture, and the ice sculpture gradually accelerated its vibration, but strangely, the ice sculpture did not accelerate, but was shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye. It turned into a burst of cold fog. More and more fog forms a whirlpool over the ice sculpture and flows into the mysterious body of the ice sculpture.

Three feet, two and a half feet, two feet... Xuanming in the ice sculpture gradually revealed, still the appearance of quiet meditation. With the melting of the ice sculpture, Xuanming's figure became clearer and clearer. Finally, when only a thin layer was hung on his body, a dazzling light flashed and Xuanming opened his eyes.

The sixth floor.

Unfortunately... Xuan Ming shook his head in disappointment and blinked his eyes and said to himself, "Why do you always stop at the sixth floor and get stuck? You can't practice!" Xuan Ming grabbed his head angrily, stood up, looked at the white walls, and said secretly, "Is there not enough spiritual power here? Impossible?"

I couldn't figure it out, and Xuanming couldn't help sighingly: "Well, I don't care, let's do this first..."

After saying that, he looked around and stopped his eyes on the cold pool: "What on earth is this pool? I want to see what kind of baby it is to make my skills rise so fast!"

Looking at the golden light in Hanchi Xuanming's eyes: "There are so many treasures of the Virgin Mary! Unfortunately, it's an iron rooster with turtle hair, and he won't give me any of them! Now I'll take this one. Let's see if you feel sad!"

As soon as the words fell, Xuanming pinched the formula and shouted, "Give me away!" The blue light flashed between his hands, and there was a violent roll over the cold pool, with a feeling of slowly dissipating. Unfortunately, after a few breaths, the vibration slowly stopped, and the cold fog gradually closed.

"Well, don't stop..." Xuan Ming stretched out his neck and said angrily, "Let's go! Scatter! Disperse!" After several formulas, the cold fog rolled violently again and quickly dissipated. Suddenly, a silver light flashed over the cold pool, the vibration stopped instantly, and the cold fog shrouded again.

"What on earth is it?" Xuanming was extremely angry: "Stingy ghost, stinky Virgin Mary, why is there even a ban here!"

"Black iron bar? It's a pity, if you can give me two more breaths, I can see it clearly! Unfortunately, this ban is too strong. It's comparable to the prohibition!" Xuanming curled his lips, waved his long sleeves, walked around the stone room a few times, and walked out of the stone room with his hands behind his back.