The earthworms circled over the ice lake for five days before they penetrated the ground and disappeared after an angry roar.

After another half a day, Yin Pingcao and Yin Jicao confirmed that the earthworms would not come back, so they carefully went to the valley.

“It’s right there!”

In the grass, the Sansheng Coffin was lying quietly, and Yin Pingzhao was delighted.

"Amitabha~~"

At this moment, a Buddhist chant burst into noise, and spiritual suffering appeared in sight.

The senior brothers cursed in disgrace and asked, "Why are the two mages here?"

Ling Yuan said: "Something big has happened in the valley. Aren't the two Taoist priests here too?"

"Haha, too!"

Yin Pingcao laughed dryly, but in his heart he cursed the monk for being treacherous.

Ling Ku turned his eyes to the Sansheng Coffin, and gradually, his eyes lit up. He Shi said, "I didn't expect it to be a coffin made of Sansheng Stone. This coffin has a destiny to me!"

"Monk, isn't it interesting to say this?"

Yin Pingcao's face sank.

Ling Yuan disagreed and said, "The donor, please look at the pattern of the coffin wall. Some believers pray to Moonlight Bodhisattva to protect him. Moonlight Bodhisattva is my great Buddha, so this coffin has a fate with my Buddha."

"ha!"

Yin Pingcao smiled angry and pointed to the wall of the coffin and said, "If the moon pattern is painted, it is related to Moonlight Bodhisattva? How can there be such a truth in the world? Then I will draw a sun on the ground. Is this place belonging to the Great Sun Tathagata, and people in Buddhism are not allowed to step in?"

"Amitabha~~"

Ling Yuan was not annoyed, and yelled the Buddha's name and said, "Why do you have to argue with the donor? You might as well open the coffin first to see what it is inside, and then discuss the ownership, how about it?"

"Junior brother, I'll do it!"

Spiritual suffering is stride forward.

Yin Pingcao and Yin Jicao also wanted to open the coffin, but they didn't fight with Ling yet. They had to hold on and stare at them without blinking.

Ling Ku showed a sudden appearance, opened the insertion tip, held the coffin lid with both hands, and lifted it upwards!

"brush!"

A sword light rushed out, Ling Ku was caught off guard, and a sword was slashed on his neck, and his head immediately rolled to the ground!

"Who is the evil one?"

Ling Yuan was shocked, waved his Zen stick and beat him with all his strength.

"Let's wait!"

Yin Pingcao recognized the sword light, pulled out the sword, and with a sound of noise, he pushed it away.

Sure enough, Princess Taiping slowly stood up from the coffin, and two sword pills hovered above her head, looking like she was facing a great enemy.

"this……"

Lingyuan's expression was extremely wonderful, and he felt as uncomfortable as eating a fly.

It was actually Princess Taiping in the coffin. Wouldn’t my junior brother be beaten in vain?

If the Nascent Soul is cut off from his head, he will not die. He will just install it, but he will also suffer a lot of damage to his vitality and will be affected.

The headless body, which was so painful, was also a little stunned. Then he picked up his head quietly and placed it on his neck. A Buddha light flashed along the wound, and the wound gradually recovered as before, but it seemed a little stiff when he turned his head.

Yin Pingcao and Yin Jicao looked at each other and were both secretly happy.

Yin Jicao asked, "Did this three-life coffin be found by my nephew?"

Princess Taiping looked around and said, "Where is Xiao Lang? Have you ever seen Xiao Lang?"

"You mean that boy!"

Yin Pingcao looked at the ice lake not far away and said, "He crawled out of the earth dragon's body, was swept the center of the back of the head by his tail, and fell into the lake.

"What?"

Princess Taiping's expression changed and she was about to run over.

"Mr. Nephew!"

Yin Pingcao hurriedly grabbed Princess Taiping.

"Uncle Master, let go, the Sansheng Coffin is Xiao Lang. He and I were chased by the Yin Ling Clan Yuanying, so they had to escape into the ground, awaken the earth dragon, swallowed the two Yuanying in one bite, and then wanted to devour us. Fortunately, Xiao Lang took out the Sansheng Coffin and hid with me, so he survived. How could I ignore him?"

Princess Taiping said anxiously.

'I see!'

Yin Pingcao instantly understood the cause and effect. The Yin Ling Clan Yuanying must have sneaked in first, ambushed at the entrance of the valley, waiting for the rabbit, and killing the Jiuzhou Golden Pill. Unexpectedly, he lost his hand here at Xiao Ye.

A mere golden elixir can kill the two Nascent Souls, which makes him feel that Xiao Ye is better to die. However, taking care of Princess Taiping's emotions, he sighed and said, "My nephew, don't be impulsive. Binghu is transformed from the resentment of the ancient divine phoenix. It can freeze all things in the world. Yang Shen dares not boast about being alive when he goes in, and he will speak of a golden elixir?"

Yin Jicao was also secretly happy inside and said sadly on the surface: "Mr. Xiao died to save you. You must live well. Don't let Lord Xiao down."

"I don't believe it, I don't believe it!"

Princess Taiping was in a state of confusion, and a huge sadness surged into her heart. She looked at Binghu blankly, and her eyes gradually became resolved. The urge to not sleep with you in life, but to die, she should quickly surged into her heart.

Chunlan's four girls emerged from their bodies. Although they were anxious, they still advised: "Princess, the Empress once said that Xiao Lang had a disaster here, and it was not completely lifeless. We must believe him."

"Yes, believe him!"

Princess Taiping murmured, waved her hand to put the Sansheng coffin into the storage ring, and walked towards the lake step by step.

Ling Yuanling was bitter, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and it was obvious that the Sansheng Coffin could not be brought back.

...

"Human hearts, human hearts!"

But Xiao Ye was floating in the lake and muttered countless times.

But suddenly there was a sudden thrust. It turned out that the replenishment speed of the true energy slowed down. When I looked again, the spirit stone had turned into ashes and the medicinal power of the elixir was absorbed.

Xiao Ye shook his head with a wry smile. The meridians were constantly damaged and repairing, and their ability to use spiritual energy increased greatly. Because his practice had reached the ceiling of the Golden Elixir stage, there was no increase, so the true energy he absorbed was used to broaden and strengthen the meridians.

So he grabbed a large handful of pills and took out ten times the spirit stones to store them.

Fortunately, he has a wealthy fortune, but if he has changed to someone else, he has been frozen to death. Of course, wealthy fortune is just a necessary condition. The prerequisite is to have the talent of the earth level. Otherwise, it will be difficult to repair the damage of the meridians and will still be dead.

Since he retreated from his strong state, Xiao Ye did not intend to go in again, but tried to analyze the lake water.

According to common sense, with his mental power, Nascent Soul, his talent, and his true cultivation level of the fourth level of the Earth level, and the peak of the Golden Pill, as long as it is not absolute zero degrees, any low temperature can be withstood for a long time, because the invasion of the low temperature is not as fierce as the flame. Just hold up the true energy shield to isolate the low temperature.

For example, when the astronauts wear space suits, the ambient temperature is minus 270 degrees below the cabin, and they still protect the astronauts very well, but how about throwing the space suits into the steel furnace?

Some physical cultivation can even withstand extreme low temperatures by relying solely on their physical body.

Xiao Ye’s incomprehension comes from this.

He carefully analyzed the lake water with his talent, but found that the cold comes from the resentment in the lake water, and the resentment is directly pointing to the heart. Perhaps it can be understood that the lake water is a normal lake water. It only makes you feel cold because of the resentment, and your body has a stress reaction from top to bottom.

But if you argue in detail, this is not an illusion. It directly acts on the mind and deceives your spiritual senses, senses, and all channels to obtain information from the outside.

This result shocked him, and it could only be a dimensionality reduction attack from a higher level world!

In other words, it is the resentment of the immortal that caused such a real reaction. The corpses below were actually not frozen to death, but thought they were frozen to death.

Of course, it is one thing to know, but it is another thing to resolve it. After all, the level is not reached, which also allows Xiao Ye to initially understand the horror of the immortals in the upper realm.

Just a resentment left behind countless years ago has been diluted, and can blind the senses of monks who are in the range of resentment, thinking that they are dead and truly dead. This method is even more terrifying than raising their hands and feet, exploding a planet, and destroying a galaxy at any time.

‘Damn, the mind and learning talk about the unity of knowledge and action. I clearly know what’s going on, why can’t I crack it?’
Chapter completed!