Chapter 75 Scenery on the Tree

Chu Tian and Qinger waited until the two masters of Zhengmo at the peak entered the ice wind virtual world one after another, and then crossed the light gate late.

It's good to be the first, but it's not Chu Tian's wish to be the target of public criticism.

He knows very well what irresistible ** power the Cangyun Yuanchen sword behind him will be for all those who enter the ice wind virtual world to seek the legacy of the sword demon. Who can guarantee that it will not be the golden key that can open the door of the cold tomb?

This is also true. When Chu Tian and Qinger stepped into the ice wind virtual world through the light door, they were hardly affected by the harsh environment in front of them.

Yuanchen's pearls are like a dragon returning to the sea. The whole body shines with snow-white light, as if the lightning illuminating the night penetrates the thick fog, so that Chu Tian and Qinger do not have to stretch their spiritual consciousness at all, and they can easily see the scenery hundreds of meters away without working hard.

It keeps spinning rapidly, like a baby lying in its mother's arms, absorbing abundant cold from all directions like hunger and thirst. And its internal void is also like an endless ocean, and it seems that no matter how cold it is, it is not enough to fill it.

The vitality of Cangyun Yuanchen Sword is recovering at an incredible speed, climbing, and the cracks and scars in Yuanchen's virtual world are almost completely repaired. Countless auspicious clouds cheered and danced in the void.

Chu Tian penetrated a wisp of spiritual consciousness and faintly sensed that a blood-red ghost dragon was slowly rising in the deepest part of the void - this should be the last "true dragon seal" in the seven seals of Yuanchen.

But Chu Tian obviously noticed that the momentum of this ghost dragon was extremely powerful, and his spiritual sense could not approach at all. Obviously, his current Taoist cultivation is not enough to refine this true dragon emperor seal.

In this case, he will no longer do useless work and concentrate on finding the whereabouts of the sword demon treasure.

Because the various prohibitions in the ice wind virtual territory did not pose any threat to Chu Tian at all, he simply took Qinger's little hand to fly against the wind and quickly advanced into the depths.

At every fork in the road, Cangyun Yuanchen Sword will spread a wisp of spiritual knowledge into Chu Tian's mind, guiding him to avoid the wrong way and go straight to the yellow dragon.

In this way, in the eyes of others, there are many crises and mysterious ice and wind, but Chu Tian is as effortless as a fish in water. All the way **, he also avoids those two demons who can only travel hard on the ground with the wind and snow.

About 40 miles away, the ice cliffs standing like blades on both sides suddenly reached the end, and a lonely and empty cold field suddenly appeared in front of them.

This cold plain is surrounded by thirty-six ice valleys, and the grass on the ground is not as smooth as a mirror.

In the center of the cold plain, a big tree with a height of more than 200 meters stands tall, like an ancient giant. Its leaves, branches, trunks and even roots are all made of ice and snow, shining with beautiful ice blue light from top to bottom.

On the surface of the tall and thick trunk, there are circles of long vines that grow and climb up step by step, like a long step leading to the top of the tree.

There were seven huge and incoherent ice-carved magic cows crawling around the giant tree. When they saw someone approaching, they immediately stood up alertly and roared, as if to give a warning.

Suddenly, Chu Tian felt his body sinking, and a mysterious power emerged in the void, pressing him and Qinger directly back to the ground. When their feet touched the ground, the strange power disappeared again.

Seeing Chu Tian and Qinger landing in the cold field, the seven magic cows slowly approached them, and the horns above their heads were cold and shiny, like an invincible sharp spear.

"It should be here." Qing'er turned a blind eye to the seven aggressive magic cows and looked up at the towering ice trees.

"Let's climb up!" Chu Tian was even more talkless. He took Qinger's hand and walked forward side by side.

"Wow--" The ice-carved demon cow was enraged by the uninvited guest who suddenly disturbed their six hundred years of peaceful life. It buried its head like a boulder rolling down from a high cliff, crushing Chu Tian and Qing'er.

The two stopped and saw that the seven ice-carved magic cows were getting closer and closer, and the distance between the two sides was rapidly shrinking.

"Go!" Qing'er shouted in a low voice, and Yan Fu's whip suddenly poked out his sleeve and tied Chu Tian's waist, and threw it into the air.

I saw Chu Tian's body slammed forward like a bullet, and a magic cow running on his face passed by his feet.

Yan Fu's magic whip stretched to the limit of ten meters and tightened. Chu Tian's left foot was a little more vigorous on the back of the magic cow. He bounced with the power for the second time. His right hand grabbed the magic whip and raised his arm and said, "Get up!"

Qing'er's delicate body flew up in the air, and a parabola was drawn by Yan Fu's whip over Chu Tian's head.

At this time, Chu Tian's body began to sink, and another demon cow hit him fiercely.

Qing'er's phantom figure, the little man's boots aimed at the round neck of the magic cow and stepped on it hard. She grabbed the medicine and swung Yan Fu's whip, and once again threw Chu Tian high into the air.

The two of them have the same heart and are seamless. They successfully crossed the seven ice-carved magic cows, less than 100 meters away from the giant tree.

Although this group of demon cows is fierce and arrogant, it is not easy to stop after such a high-speed sprint. When they turned around angrily, Chu Tian and Qinger were close to the giant tree.

The two ran one after the other, and Chu Tian took the lead to run under the tree. Looking back, the ice-carved demon cow was approaching Qing'er. He clenched the devil's whip and pulled it with luck. Qinger's speed suddenly increased, and her feet glided close to the ice.

Chu Tian leaned his arm around Qing'er, and the two of them went up to the vine with a little tiptoe.

Although the ice-carved cow also ran under the tree, the long vine wrapped around the trunk was only one meter wide and could not accommodate their huge bodies at all.

Chu Tian and Qing'er ran a few steps and saw the ice sculpture demon cow roaring up at his feet. The iron hooves knocked on the ice and made a crisp sound, smashing pits one by one, but there was nothing they could do.

The two looked at each other and smiled, ignored these brainless guys, and carefully marched along the vine to the top of the tree.

Changteng Road is narrow, and the two are close together. Chu Tian gave the inside to Qinger and walked on the edge of the vine.

Qing'er turned her delicate body silently, making more space for Chu Tian to walk as close as possible.

The two of them held hands as if walking in the clouds, and the strong cold fog was driven by Yuanchen's pearls, like rolling waves surging around them.

If there is no end to this road, if only my brother and I can go on like this...

A smile escaped from the corners of Qing'er's lips, and the veil hid her face and her little thoughts.

Suddenly, the clouds and fog around it changed, gradually deriving a colorful luster, like a strip of purple and beautiful ribbon dancing in the wind.

Qing'er was intoxicated with the beautiful fantasy. Her eyes were unconsciously attracted by the wonderful scene in front of her. She stretched out her hand to gently touch the colorful light.

When the fingertips had just touched the wisps of flowing light, all the colorful light suddenly turned into a terrible sea of red fire. The virtual shadows of black houses burned and collapsed in the flames, and a tragic cry came one after another in her ears.

In the depths of the sea of fire, she saw about a dozen figures besieging a beautiful woman in white with all their strength. Qing'er is eager to see the faces of these people clearly, but their faces always have an unreal sense of ambiguity.

"Mom--"

Qing'er's heart trembled, and she couldn't take her eyes off her mother, who was trapped in a bloody battle.

Why is this scene so familiar? It has emerged and disillusioned countless times in nightmares, and today it seems that I can see with my own eyes the tragic scene that almost buried my mother alive.

"Qing'er, keep your mind, this is a magic illusion!"

Qinger's breathing became rapid, and Chu Tian's warning sounded in her ear, but she turned a deaf ear, and her eyes flashed with a strange red light. And Chu Tian also saw an illusion emerging from the clouds, but it was completely different from what Qinger saw.

It is born from the heart.

What Chu Tian saw was a house that was pouring into the fire. His parents were covered with fire, rolling and struggling in pain, but were swallowed up by the flames little by little.

But all these scenes flashed away in front of his eyes. With the bright moon seal of Bodhi on the spiritual platform, Chu Tian's Taoist heart returned to the state of harmony, and the demon dissipated and the illusion was shattered.

However, Qinger was obviously trapped in the illusion and couldn't extricate herself.

The forbidden array of "re looking back at the hundred years" set by the cold material does not generate illusions out of thin air, but infinitely enlarges the pain and privacy buried in the deepest part of everyone's heart, and reflects it in the clouds and fog fantasy.

Everything is like a replay of history, as if the illusion is close at hand.

Qing'er stopped walking, and the red light in her eyes stared ahead. In Chu Tian's view, it was a cloud of glittering clouds. But what Qinger saw was her mother's last struggle in isolation.

With every palm, every sword, every knife, every fist, the mother's figure becomes heavy and slow because of continuous heavy damage. Although the enemies fell one after another around her, she herself was already bloody and scarred.

Qing'er couldn't hear Chu Tian's call at all. Her heart was full of anger and hatred, and she even forgot where she was.

Suddenly, she saw her mother's figure fall straight from the air and disappear into the raging fire.

"Mom, no!" Qinger couldn't hold back any more and jumped into the sea of fire that devoured and buried her mother.

Chu Tian was shocked and held Qinger's cold little hand tightly and tried to pull her back from the edge of the vine.

Qinger turned around, as if Chu Tian was a stranger. The red light in her eyes was cold and she shouted angrily, "I'll kill you!" Yan Fu's whip suddenly shot and stabbed Chu Tian's chest mercilessly.

Chu Tian can't let go of Qing'er, nor can he dodge the sinking fish and falling geese on the narrow tree path. He can only play a Rizhao magic fist.

"Bum!" The two bodies shook together and almost fell from the tree path.

Qinger did not feel that the target of her attack was Chu Tian. In her eyes, Chu Tian was one of the killers who besieged her mother, and he was stopping him from rescuing her mother.

At this moment, she was occupied by a violent idea, killed him, and then rushed into the sea of fire to save her mother...