Chapter 237 (1/2)

Tianyan mountain, a forest.

Whew!

The two figures passed by, like a phantom. In a blink of an eye, they disappeared.

”I didn't expect that you not only got the awakening grass, but also made such great progress in your cultivation. In one day, you were promoted to three levels in a row and stepped into the earth and spirit realm, which was really enviable.” Lin Tianchong looked at Chu Xingyun without concealing his admiration in his eyes.

At that time, he realized martial arts and created a series of cultivation myths.

But compared with Chu Xingyun, it is somewhat eclipsed.

”I'm just having an adventure. It's not enough for master Lin to praise me.” Chu Xingyun shrugged his shoulders, but he was not complacent because of Lin Tianchong's praise.

This breakthrough is purely a coincidence.

Before entering the secret place, Chu Xingyun didn't expect that Geng Qianyu actually practiced the nine ghost return spirit formula and turned himself into a dead man.

The dead spirit was restrained by the essence and blood of the real fire phoenix. The collision between life and death broke out an endless force. Finally, Chu Xingyun broke through the realm and stepped into the realm of earthly spirits.

Hearing Chu Xingyun's words, Lin Tianchong's appreciation in his eyes was even more intense. His voice turned and suddenly said, ”the little girl just now, why didn't you tell him your name? She seems to have a good feeling for you.”

”It's just a little girl. There's no good feeling or bad feeling. The reason why she follows me is to understand the unity of man and sword and break through the bottleneck of cultivation.” Chu Xingyun stopped and said, ”when I was in the secret place, I was facing a two horned spirit python, and I gave a full sword. If she thought about it carefully, she would naturally understand the unity of man and sword.”

”I didn't ask you that again. Why did you cover up so quickly?” Lin Tianchong laughed, his eyes narrowed like a fox.

”I'm not trying to cover up. I'm just telling the truth, so that you don't think I'm trying to make up a sword track to deceive others.” Chu Xingyun hummed, the speed suddenly increased, toward the front swept.

The mouth said so, but Chu Xingyun's heart, is slightly sighed.

He has been a man for two generations and has experienced countless mists and rains of the world. It is hard to see that in the heart of dry rain, there is a trace of hazy meaning to him.

It was for this reason that Chu Xingyun did not leave his name and chose to leave directly.

In his heart, he already had the fragrance of water and could no longer accommodate other women.

”It has been half a year since Liuxiang left. I don't know whether she is living well in Jiuhan palace. Is Jiuhan Jue pulse completely suppressed by juehan Xueyu?” Chu Xingyun suddenly remembered the fragrance of water, and his eyes suddenly became soft.

Deep in his heart, a strong sense of yearning gushed out, like smoke, wrapped in his heart, and could not be dissipated for a long time.

At the same time, in the endless snow area tens of thousands of miles away from the Tianyan mountains.

Here, it is a frozen land.

The endless snowflakes fall and cover the whole world. The cold is raging. Even the people in the spirit land can't bear it. If they are not careful, they will become ice sculptures.

Jiuhan peak is the first peak in the endless snow field. The peak is ten thousand feet high, as if connecting heaven and earth together.

On the top of Jiuhan peak stands a broad stone platform.

The stone platform is covered with dense black inscriptions, one after another, like a dark chain, emitting a cold breath, gathered in the center of the stone platform.

At the moment, a thin figure is sitting there.

Endless snow swept, mixed with a chilling chill, mercilessly slapped on her body, like a boat on the sea, without support, as if it would be annihilated at any time.

Boom!

Without warning, the stone platform suddenly burst out a touch of blood.

In this blood light, the black inscriptions on the stone platform began to wriggle, as if they had life, and rushed towards the thin figure, even absorbed on her body.

There was a constant buzz, and the black inscriptions trembled, and at last they burst into blue.

These blue lights are overlapping, like the vast tide, sweeping in all directions, covering the whole Jiuhan peak.

”It is worthy of the legendary nine cold Jue pulse. The purity of the cold air is incomparable. At that moment, I actually broke through the shackles of cultivation and stepped into the realm of earth and spirit.”

At the bottom of the stone platform, there are a group of young women, wearing snow colored robes. On the cuff of the robe, there are two ice cloud patterns carved on them.