Chapter 825 Nil Temple

Wen Ling's right hand suddenly grabbed Zhang Yang's neck and raised his whole body from the ground. Zhang's face quickly turned purple. Wen Ling said, "Do you think I really dare not kill you?"

Zhang Yang was speechless, and the blue veins on his forehead burst out. Wen Ling threw him to the ground heavily and said harshly, "If you dare to play with me again, I will break your neck." Zhang Daguan squatted there and coughed loudly. In his life, he had never been bullied like this by a woman in his last life. NND, coward! In fact, at the moment when Wen Ling grabbed his neck, he naturally used the Mahayana's Tuna kung Fu. The true qi that was originally scattered in the [body] was successfully gathered together and was incorporated into Dantian by him. This is a great surprise for Zhang Yang. After his internal force was sucked away by An Yuchen, the biggest problem he faced was that the internal force could not be gathered. Of course, there was no internal breath in Dantian. Even if he knew the Mahayana decision, it was like having an explosive barrel in his hand. If no one lit the fuse, the explosive barrel would The method exerted its greatest power, and Wen Ling just played the role of lighting the fuse.

Wen Ling didn't know that she had helped Zhang Yang a lot. She shouted, "1 little monk, if you don't come back, I'll cut off his fingers one by one. I'll give you three minutes!" Her voice was sent far away along the mountain wind and echoed in the deep mountains for a long time.

As soon as Zhang Guanren heard it badly, he didn't expect this level. With Wen Ling's internal strength, her voice must be far away, and a little lama Doji will hear her words 100%.

Zhang Yang said, "Sister Ling, he is just a child. He leaves as soon as he leaves. I'll take you there!" His voice was also very loud, but unfortunately he was short of breath and his voice could not be sent out.

Of course, Wen Ling knows his intention. He wants to remind the little lama not to be fooled.

Wen Ling sneered and said, "Zhang Yang, you have repeatedly challenged my patience. Are you not afraid of death, or do you think I really won't kill you?"

Zhang Yang pretended to think hard: "Speaking the truth, I really can't think of a reason for you to kill me."

The voice of the little lama Doji in the distance sounded: "I'm coming, I'm coming!"

Seeing the little lama running over out of breath, Zhang Yang was a little disappointed and a little moved. What was disappointed was that Dorji still fell into Wen Ling's trap after all. What moved was that the little lama was righteous enough. Knowing that he came back and fell into the claws again, he still ran back desperately.

Wen Ling looked at Dorji coldly and said, "How dare you escape?" Dorji gasped and said, "I'm not back..."

Zhang Yang was worried that she was unfavorable to Dorji and stood in front of him.

Fortunately, Wen Ling didn't plan to argue with Dorji and whispered, "Let's go!" Zhang Yang's internal strength was not good, so the last little lama of the three people walked in the front. Wen Ling did not punish him for running away. However, when Dorji really wanted to pee, Wen Ling did not allow him to go far. Dorji could only blush and turn his back to the problem nearby.

With the rise of the altitude, the wind is getting stronger and stronger. The cold wind mixed with the ice scraps from the mountain hit Zhang Yang's face, making him almost unable to open his eyes. The hard-won breath in the Dantian swims carefully in the [body], and the cold air penetrated from the pores around him to the [body It's not good. If you follow the Mahayana method of vomiting, won't you inhale all the cold air around you into your [body]? It won't be long before I will be frozen into a popsicle.

But he didn't feel too much cold when the cold air was really included in the [body]. The cold that penetrated into the [body] from around the body gradually became stronger like a trickle of meridian flow. The cold air flowed in his meridians, which almost depleted his true element. The exhausted body gradually felt relaxed.

Zhang Yang understood a truth. This time, An Yuchen sucked away his internal strength, which may not be a bad thing. The method of Mahayana Jue is completely different from the ordinary practice of internal power, so the stronger the foundation of his internal power in the past, the more harmful it is to the practice of Mahayana Jue, which seriously slows down Cheng An Yuchen sucked away his internal strength. For him, it seemed that he had experienced the formatting of the computer's hard disk. The internal work he is practicing now is a pure Mahayana decision.

At three o'clock in the morning, they had reached above the snow line. Wen Ling looked back at Zhang Yang, who was nearly 100 meters behind, and finally decided to rest in place for a while. Zhang's body is full of wind and snow, which seems to be difficult to walk, but in fact, his current physical condition is much better than after treating An Yuchen. For others, mountaineering is a process of physical exhaustion, but Zhang Yang consumes physical strength and does not even stop practicing for a moment. This is the mystery of Mahayana. It must be restricted by the time environment, and you can practice at any time.

After Zhang Yang sat on the ice rock sheltered from the wind, Wen Ling flew her nose to the top of the ice rock and looked at the boat from afar.

The little lama Doge and Zhang Yang sat together and handed him the water glass.

Zhang Yang shook his head, indicating that he didn't use it. He grabbed a handful of snow hu and stuffed it into his mouth, chewing and laughing. It tastes good! Zhang's [revolution] optimistic spirit is not covered. This man is good at having fun in difficult situations.

The little lama Dorji whispered, "Has more than half gone. Do you really want to take her with you..." Zhang Yang stopped him with his eyes. Dorji's voice could never be hidden from Wen Ling's ears.

In the face of this moody woman, you must be careful.

Wen Ling jumped off the ice rock and warned them, "Don't play any more tricks, or I will never spare you."

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "Sister Ling, if you do this to me today, aren't you afraid that I will retaliate against you in the future?"

Wen Ling sneered and said, "Do you have that ability?,...

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "The world is unpredictable. Ten years in the east of the river and ten years in the west of the river, there is still time for the tiger to fall into the plain!" In fact, he is talking about himself. Hu Luo Pingyang was bullied by dogs. If it hadn't been for her internal strength and sucked clean by An Yuchen, Wen Ling would not have had the opportunity to take advantage of it.

Wen Ling didn't hear that Zhang Yang was scolding her in a roundabout way and said coldly, "You won't have a chance." After Zhang Yang heard her words, he couldn't help but feel a thor. Did Wen Ling have a chance to kill herself?

Although he was vigilant, there was still a heartless smile on his face: "Sister Ling, what is the rubbing I gave you? Is it martial arts? I feel that your martial arts have improved a lot recently.

Wen Ling said, "You are really good at pretending to be stupid. La Xue has realized the seal of life and death, and you are still pretending to be confused with me here." Zhang's official really didn't know, and Chen Xue never told him about the seal of life and death. Zhang Yang pretended to be surprised and said, "The seal of life and death, are you talking about the seal of killing gods and Buddhas?" Wen Ling snorted coldly and ignored Zhang Yang. She thought Zhang Yang was pretending to be stupid with her. Why did Chen Xue master the seal of life and death? This is Wen Ling's puzzled. Last night, she attacked Chen Xue on the shore of Sangzhu Lake. At that time, she suspected that Chen Xue was using the seal of life and death, but she could not believe it completely. After the fight with Chen Xue today, she was convinced that Chen Xue made it the seal of life and death. The seal of life and death is recorded on the rubbing of the reversal of the universe. Even with her cultivation, she can't master the mystery until now. Chen Xue's internal strength should not be as good as herself. Why did she learn it? This matter is indeed a little strange.

After resting in place for half an hour, they set out again. Zhang Yang reminded the little lama Doji to lead the way honestly. He didn't want to see Doji injured Wen Ling's hand. He was waiting for the opportunity. On Mount Everest, which is cold and windy and changeable, there are many variables. With the increase of altitude, Zhang Yang has another surprise discovery. The more he goes up, the faster his inner breath will run. The Zhenyuan gathered in Dantian is increasing rapidly at an incredible speed, and he is deeply by his own recovery speed. Shocked, if his internal strength can really return to the state of the past, with the pure internal strength to fight with Wen Ling, it may not be known who will die!

At noon the next day, they were very close to the Nile Temple. A snowstorm came unexpectedly. They had to slow down. Although Wen Ling's martial arts skills were strong, she could not tell the direction on the snowy Mount Everest. She let Zhang Yang and Doge walk ahead, beware of the two of them under the cover of the wind and snow Run away.

Dorji and Zhang Yang supported each other to move forward in the wind and snow. The two fell from time to time. After a long rush, the little lama Dorji was already exhausted. After this fall, he did not get up from the snow for a long time. He shook his head to mean that he could not walk.

Zhang Yang shouted to Wen Ling with the wind and snow on his back, "The wind and snow are getting bigger and bigger. We must find a place to avoid it!" Wen Ling looked at the wind and snow all over the sky, and the visibility ahead was less than ten meters. It was obviously unwise to move forward in such bad weather. She finally nodded.

Zhang Yang pulled Doji from the ground and looked around to find a place to avoid the wind and snow. A little lama Doji identified the direction in the wind and snow and pointed to the right front. They walked forward against the wind and snow. Less than 100 meters away from them for more than ten minutes, and their eyes appeared in front of them. A group of icicles, Dorji led them inside. Wen Ling was worried that they would escape. She grabbed Dorji's arm, and the three of them went into the depths of the icicle group hand in hand. Dorji took them into the ice hole in the icicle group.

This ice cave was supported by groups of collapsed icicles, and later the top was covered with snow, forming a natural cave. The cave was not big, the highest place was less than two meters, and the entrance was less than 1.5 meters. They drilled in with their waists. Wen Ling turned on the hand lamp and lit up the ice. The ice cave was no more than ten meters deep. With the light of the hand lamp, the scene in the cave was clear at a glance. Wen Ling was sure Take a rest, and you will guard the hole.

Doge sat down, opened his backpack, took out a few biscuits from it, and seized the opportunity to replenish his energy with Doge.

Wen Ling sat there cross-legged, as if settled, quietly looking out of the hole.