Luo He pointed his fingers gently towards Zhang Heng, and the green light in the void trembled, and two extremely tiny light spots overflowed from Zhang Heng's body.

These two light spots are purple and gray, with almost no spiritual fluctuations on it, and their attributes are extremely strange.

After a gentle breath, the purple spot of light disappeared in front of Zhang Heng.

"This mark is quite clever, it may be left by a monk in the Jiedan stage." Luo He said lightly.

Zhang Heng nodded secretly. This purple light spot must be the purple seal left by Ouyang Tiande. Luo He is worthy of being a monk in the Mahayana stage and was hit by him.

Luo He bounced his fingers again, and another gray spot of light disappeared.

"This mark was probably left by a Nascent Soul cultivator."

With every move, Luo He eliminated the two hidden dangers in Zhang Heng's body.

Zhang Heng was a little surprised. Which Nascent Soul Cultivator left a tracking mark in his body? He seemed to have never dealt with any Nascent Soul Cultivator?

Luo He smiled again and said, "It seems that there is a poisonous insect in your body. Do you want me to help you remove it?"

"Soul-Devouring Gu?" Zhang Heng's heart moved.

Of course, Zhang Heng would not object if there were any Mahayana monks taking action.

After obtaining Zhang Heng's consent, Luo He lightly tapped his finger, and the Soul-Devouring Gu, which was wrapped in a special film in Zhang Heng's body, was moved out of his body.

The soul-devouring Gu inside suddenly woke up, broke through the film and flew towards the Luo River.

Luohe did not move either. As soon as the Soul-Devouring Gu approached, he was crushed into pieces by an invisible force.

"This thing seems to have the ability to swallow the soul." Luo He said with a little curiosity.

After all these three hidden dangers in his body disappeared, Zhang Heng felt much more relaxed.

From then on, he had to hide his name and there was a lot of room for his world to go, and he had no need to worry about the tracking of Ouyang Tiande and others.

Luo He stared at the snow lotus in Zhang Heng's hand and sighed: "It won't take many years to go to the fairy world. In this world, I am most worried about Xuerong. Since she is willing to follow you, I will not object. But before leaving, my elder brother needs to do what I can do..."

Looking at the beautiful blooming snow lotus in his hand, Zhang Heng said: "Fellow Daoist Luo, do you have a way to restore her to human body?"

Luo Hedao: "No, I don't have any drop of Tianling Liquid in my hand. However, I have a way to convert Xuerong into the body of the snow lotus?"

"The body of the snow lotus?" Zhang Heng showed a look of surprise.

In Chinese mythology, Nezha's body was destroyed, and his master Taiyi Zhenren reorganized the body of lotus for him, and his magical powers later surpassed those of the past.

Luo Hedao: "Xuerong itself is a snow lotus grown in the Blood Killing Cave. With my magic power at this moment, she may be somewhat sure to transform her into the body of the snow lotus. After success, she will be able to appear in the form of a human every once in a while."

"This is an incomplete transformation, and all I can do is this." Luo He stared at the snow lotus in Zhang Heng's hand with a few feelings of doting.

"Okay." Zhang Heng pondered for a moment, and then handed the snow lotus to Luo He.

"It may take six or seven days to transform Xuerong into the body of Snow Lotus. I wonder if you can wait here for a few days?" Luo He asked.

Zhang Heng calculated slightly. Six or seven days later, there were still a few days before the agreed time with Wu Ling, so time was very abundant. It would be a very good thing to take this time to improve your skills.

Under Luo Ningxue's leadership, Zhang Heng and Zhao Rui walked out of the courtyard.

In the next few days, Zhang Heng and others may be here.

"Senior Sister Luo, are you still going to this cave temple?" Zhao Rui asked.

Since Luo He brought the snow lotus into the house, Luo Ningxue's expression seemed a little dim, and a few traces of depression were condensed on the face that was enough to make Baihua's gloomy.

I ignored my hair that was blown by the cold wind. My eyes, which were originally as quiet as water, turned slightly red. I looked at the mountains covered with ice and snow in the distance, with a little self-deprecating at the corners of my mouth.

"The Temple of the Cave Palace? It's meaningless anymore. This is my home, but..."

A drop of crystal tears passed through her fair face, and Luo Ningxue couldn't help crying.

"Senior Sister Luo, what's wrong with you?" Zhao Rui said at a loss.

Zhang Heng felt silent in his heart. Luo Ningxue and Fairy Luo from Fang Yunshan seemed to be no longer the same person.

Who would have thought that a beautiful woman who was tall and above Fang Yun Mountain would shed tears fragilely at this moment.

"Second brother, please accompany Junior Sister Luo for a while first. I will find a place to practice for a few days."

Zhang Heng didn't want to care about Luo Ningxue's affairs, so he quickly walked down the mountain, and disappeared into the snow and ice in a short while.

"Brother, why are you leaving..." Zhao Rui looked at Zhang Heng with some depression and left the place.

"Junior Brother Zhao, thank you for saving me the last time." Luo Ningxue wiped away the tears on her face, and there was a slight crying voice in her tone.

Zhao Rui said, "Senior Sister Luo, stop talking, why wouldn't I save you? But why did the elder brother kill you?"

Luo Ningxue returned to her usual calmness and said quietly: "Tang Feng is a cruel and ruthless person. I begged for it that day and even made a vow of the inner demon. He refused to let my life go."

Zhao Rui's face changed and he shook his head and said, "Brother is definitely not that kind of person. I don't believe it. There must be other reasons here."

"Then it's all Ningxue's fault. I shouldn't have attacked him first. At this moment, he even saved his eldest brother's life, and he was also Ningxue's benefactor."

Luo Ningxue did not deny Zhao Rui's words, and felt that her heart fell into a deep abyss.

"Senior Sister Luo, what does it have to do with Luo He? Why are your surnames Luo?" Zhao Rui changed the topic.

Luo Ningxue found a stone covered with ice and snow nearby, and sat down like this, without fear of dirtying her snow-white dress.

"Junior Brother Zhao, sit next to Ningxue."

A stone could only accommodate two people. Zhao Rui was a little hesitant, but he still sat next to Luo Ningxue.

Seeing Zhao Ruijun's face flushed and sitting next to him with some nervousness, Luo Ningxue couldn't help but smile, like a snow lotus blooming in the snow.

"Junior Brother Zhao, you are just like Xuerong Mei, both are very simple, but she cannot be as tolerant as you. She is a girl with clear love and hate."

"Tang Feng is so lucky to have a brother as good as you and a good girl like Xuerong accompany him..."

Zhao Rui said excitedly: "Senior Sister Luo, brother is a good person. I think you must have misunderstood him before."

Luo Ningxue smiled and said, "Maybe he is very nice to you...Wouldn't we talk about him? Ningxue tells you a story. There are three people in this story, namely Luohe, Ningxue, and Xuerong..."

"Okay, you can talk about it quickly." Zhao Rui's eyes lit up and he immediately became interested.

"About 100,000 years ago, two snow lotus grew on this snow peak..."

Luo Ningxue's leisurely and pleasant voice rippled gently in the ice and snow country shining by the bloody sun, as if it could melt the surrounding ice and snow.

...

Zhang Heng came to the middle of the mountainside of this snow-capped mountain and found a place that was not conspicuous.

"Bang bang bang..."

Zhang Heng's body flashed to the mountain wall and punched dozens of punches with a sharp speed.

After a while, a temporarily opened cave appeared in front of Zhang Heng.

After several restrictions were set up outside the cave entrance, Zhang Heng sat cross-legged and took out the inner elixir of the Haotian Snake Dragon King from the storage bag.

This inner elixir is still of its original size, and the whole body is shining with colorful light.

"Puff." A silver flame surged from Zhang Heng's hand and landed on the inner elixir.

A continuous stream of silver particles were produced in Zhang Heng's body, but they were quickly absorbed by Zhang Heng's body.

Inside the cave, silver flames burned endlessly, and Zhang Heng remained motionless like a rock, as if it had turned into a human-shaped stone sculpture.

As time passed by little by little, Zhang Heng felt that after several days, his strength had improved to a certain extent, and he took another step towards the level of Great Perfection.

At some point, a gentle voice rang in Zhang Heng's ears:

"It's finally successful. Fellow Daoist Tang invites you to the humble house."

Zhang Heng suddenly opened his eyes and ended his six or seven days of cultivation.

"I'll be here soon." Zhang Heng said to the air regardless of whether Luo He heard it or not.
Chapter completed!