Chapter 29 The Mystery of the Glacier

I don’t know how many hours of the night, the strange clouds in the heavens had returned to peace. The officers and soldiers of the departments below dispersed separately under the leadership of the generals. The Medical Immortal had already dug out the broken-winged thunder shaking in the ground, but the guy had inhaled but not vented, and I wonder if he could still save him.

Tens of thousands of people didn't feel crowded in this vast space, but they evacuated for a few seconds, and no one cared about the whereabouts of the demon immortal who had previously entered the clouds.

The pursuit work seems to have ended here. The reason for this is that for thousands of years, no immortal who has entered the clouds without being guided by heaven and without permission can come out alive.

At this time, Yi Tianxing was in danger. He was intimidated by those immortal magic weapons, so he chose the most convenient escape path, which was naturally the most risky one.

After entering the clouds, nothing strange happened at first. The clouds beside him trembled slightly, moving away from his body, moving gently without revealing the danger that should have been. Instead, Yi Tianxing, who was in the Shura field, felt a sense of ease at that moment of being transcendent to the world and forgetting everything.

There were light scattered everywhere in the clouds. These lights did not emit from one direction, but were generated by themselves from these lingering clouds. It was very wonderful. Although Yi Tianxing did not understand the principle of the luminous clouds, he was in the glaze realm and couldn't help but open his mouth slightly and couldn't help looking around.

The clouds did not flow, they just floated gently.

And he floated in the clouds.

I couldn't help but be curious. Yi Tianxing reached out to catch a trace of cloud beside him, and his fingers clamped the cloud between his fingertips and gently rubbed it. He felt a little stagnant, as if it was covered with the tiny pattern on his fingertips, which made him tremble in his heart. It felt very strange.

It floated slowly, barely maintaining an upward posture, but in all directions, there were exactly the same clouds of light and fog on his head and feet, and it was really hard to tell the direction.

Although in the lower heaven, he destroyed the Dragon-Slaying Platform at the hands of the fifth princess, he didn't know whether the people in the heavenly court had sent immortal generals down. This unknown made Yi Tianxing feel a little anxious. If he met a few immortal generals descending from the sky, the losses would definitely be heavy. Even if the immortal generals in the lower heaven were not as good as Chen Shuping, those people in the six places could not deal with it.

Thinking of this, he barely opened his eyes, blinked his eyelashes, and drove away the clouds of light that floated to his soft eyes. A golden light flashed in his pupils. He forced himself to look deep into the clouds, but found that with his magical powers, he could not see how far the clouds were. I don’t know how thick the clouds were.

He glanced at the golden stick that was buzzing and shaking around him, and thought that there was a sword of disaster hidden inside the stick. He couldn't help but have a headache. After thinking for a moment, he rode on the golden stick, and then pinched out the complex Taoist techniques with both hands. The infinite true essence was purified by the bodhicitta and was completely dispersed.

The Cloud-Confirmation Tips.

The light and mist clouds swimming around him, which were as gentle as fish and wind, were summoned by his Yun Jue and began to move closer to him and gathered on his calves.

Yi Tianxing frowned and forced himself to calm down. He felt that the clouds on his legs were a little strange, but he decided to take risks.

The golden stick shook, and the somersault clouds on his legs quickly flowed, and a huge force emerged from the empty space. He rushed into the space directly above. One stick and one person quickly turned into a golden light and disappeared into the clouds.

The flight was very fast, but after flying for a long time, there was still no change around Yi Tianxing, and the light, fog, clouds and silk were still wandering very freely.

At least tens of thousands of kilometers have flown, but this cloud has not yet flown out of it!

He sighed, thinking that he could not find North when he first arrived at the moon. Today, he plunged into the clouds in an extremely passive situation. Obviously, it was not only North. He couldn't even figure out the upper and lower layers. The clouds were a bit strange, and he couldn't feel any gravity attraction on the ground, so naturally he couldn't judge the upper and lower layers.

After thinking for a little while, he blinked slightly, raised his right hand forward, and a faint fire spurted out.

Sure enough, the temperature of the sky fire is extremely high, and it can theoretically integrate everything in the world. Although it seems to work too slowly when facing the immortal magic weapon, it is used to drive away these annoying clouds and mists at this time, the effect is good.

As the sky fire was spewed out, the clouds and mist in front of the golden stick flew away by the high-temperature air, revealing a hole.

Yi Tianxing's eyebrows jumped and found that there was a vastness in front of him, but it seemed a little strange below. This was a very strange phenomenon, because the lower part of him should be pointing to the lower heaven, not like this in front of him!

It seemed like a river directly under the golden stick ground, a river made of extremely cold clouds and mist. These clouds and mists were dimmer than the light next to them, so they looked slightly black and appeared as the sky fire shone.

Yi Tianxing's face was hovering in the air with a wooden face, not knowing what he was thinking. At this time, he had been wandering in the clouds like a headless fly for most of the day. If he could not find the way out, he was afraid that he would be trapped in this strange space for the rest of his life.

I finally found a unique place, and I think this should be related to the way out of the clouds.

Philosophically speaking, there is never an absolutely closed, self-contained circular system in this world—the clouds must have a way out—was it this somewhat bleak river?

Slowly descending, the fire breath on his body spewed gently, instantly shaking out a quiet sky, and the river was clearer.

It was a cloud river, with clouds and mists moving forward at high speeds, and the color was extremely gloomy. Above the river was a large area of ​​frost. Sometimes, light mist condensed into ice crystals and then fell into the river.

He frowned and thought that just emitting cold air could freeze these light mist into ice crystals. The temperature of this cloud river was really terrible.

Flying to the riverside and feeling the biting cold air coming to his face, Yi Tianxing frowned again when compared with the temperature on the back of the moon. The temperature of this cloud river was afraid of minus 250 degrees below zero. He carefully inserted the golden stick into the river, and the clouds scattered with cold colors suddenly stuck to the golden stick. The golden stick suddenly shook, as if the ancient Zhuxian sword inside was scattering its spiritual light and resisting the severe cold.

A stream of white frost quickly followed the golden stick and reached Yi Tianxing's tiger's mouth.

The slight tingling sensation spread to Yi Tianxingdi. His Tianhuo was slightly moved, so he drove away the coldness in his body. He curiously took back the golden stick and bounced it with his fingers. He found that the sound of the golden stick was a little crisper.

He remembered a lot of data in his mind. At low temperatures of minus 250 degrees Celsius, the metal that can still maintain high strength seems to be the only titanium alloy.

I don’t know what material the golden stick is, but I think it must be better than titanium alloy.

"It's good to build a superconducting laboratory here."

He scratched his head and was not worried. After all, he started out by playing with fire. He just drank a can of Putuo Mountain brand nectar water, and the fire in his body was extremely full. It was so low at minus 250 degrees Celsius, so he didn't care much about it.

Perhaps, only absolute zero points will make him afraid. After all, in that level of absolute environment, everything will tend to stop. In other words, even naughty electrons will become sleepy like Yi Zhu.

Yi Tianxing looked around and suddenly flew with his stick, flying rapidly above the Bingyun River, trying to find a way and try to flow out without entering the Han River.

But long after, he gave up his efforts in disappointment and flew with the underground river. It was still in the clouds.

Standing next to the biting cloud river, Yi Tianxing faced a choice, either to take the risk of going down the river and letting the turbulent low-temperature airflow take him away, but he didn't know where he would take him, nor did he know what kind of danger was hidden in the cold cloud river.

Another option is to go to another place to find a way out. But if you can't find the place, you may be trapped here for a long time.

Considering that it only took one second of his time, time is more urgent for him now.

In a high platform diving posture, he plunged into the cold cloud river, and swam into a ball of water plants like a fish.

A biting chill came in from his limbs, like a faint ice line quickly occupying his body!

As soon as he entered the Cold Cloud River, the light disappeared. Yi Tianxing felt a sensation of extreme cold coming from all directions, and he couldn't help but tremble.

This was the first time he shivered in his life because of the cold.

The golden green lotus slowly bloomed in his body, and a warm fire breath was transported to his limbs and bones, which quickly drove away the biting chill, but a layer of frost hung on his eyelashes, blocking his vision.

The golden eyes flashed, the frost suddenly disappeared, and the eyes lit up.

I saw that the ice-cold river was filled with clouds and mist, covering the light from all directions, and it was dark, very quiet and quiet.

The golden stick he held also became extremely cold. The golden stick and the Zhuxian Sword wrapped inside quieted down at the same time, staying quietly and obediently in his hands, enjoying the warmth provided by the master's body.

There are no boulders in the glacier, only the atomized cold air, like an extremely cold air belt, running fiercely in unknown direction.

Yi Tianxing closed his eyes slightly, relaxed his body, and only used the heavenly fire to warm his whole body, allowing this cold air to carry him to walk.

The Taoist robe made of Huoan cloth was originally broken by Lei Zhenzi and Zhu Xian Sword. At this time, it was frozen by the extremely low temperature and suddenly it was hissing and was about to break.

Yi Tianxing was stunned, and then he thought that the clothes on his body were stitched by Lei Lei's own hands, so he quickly turned into a dragon claw with his left hand and grabbed them randomly, grabbed all the fragments into his hand, and stuffed them into the small schoolbag in his mouth. Then he felt relieved.

After a little exercise, the cold felt that it was not so terrible. It was just that the boundless darkness and quietness made him feel a little unhappy. The flow of the storm did not make any whimpering sounds to make background music, making this kind of adventure seem less exciting.

There is a sentence in the sketch: "Don't talk!"

Yi Tianxing tasted the bitter fruit. When he was proudly crossing the cold river like a small pond, the sound of a sudden whistling sound made a loud sound. His body was driven to tilt forward suddenly. In the darkness, he quickly broke away from the fog river and fell into a colder passage.

This passage is filled with endless darkness. There is no longer extremely low temperature cold fog. There are only some unknown particles flowing in the form of particles, but the cold is even more than before.

Yi Tianxing groaned repeatedly, feeling that countless tiny particles were circulating across his body, and his body was slashed and painful. He didn't know that these particles were flying shrimps, but they were so powerful.

Subconsciously, I reached out and touched my cheeks, and I realized that my face was wet.

With a slap, the wet objects on his face were spontaneously ignited, illuminating his palms - his palms were burning blood.

I was bleeding? This understanding shocked Yi Tianxing because these dangerous particles were flowing everywhere in this dark passage. It was really difficult to avoid it. Should I wait for the blood to die?

Of course, he has not exhausted his blood, and he does not know whether he can die after exhausted his blood. He will still transform into a death knight and summon thousands of bone horses...

In the dark and cold passage, the golden light was made. Yi Tianxing shouted and danced the golden stick to protect his whole body!

Only a dense and crisp sound could be heard. At this moment, I didn’t know how many tiny particles were flowing into the golden stick. Fortunately, the golden stick was of good material and it was not visible for a while to be damaged.

But the particles in this dark passage were getting denser and denser. It gradually spread the entire space, rolling over from all directions like a strong wind.

Yi Tianxing's eyebrows hurt, and a drop of liquid flowed down, drawing a line of fire on his face. He knew that he was injured again, and the dancing of the golden stick could not stop these damn small particles.

But he still remained calm, at such a dangerous moment. The more excited a person is, the faster he dies.

He immediately gave up the idea of ​​spreading the golden stick to protect his whole body. After all, there was still a fierce sword wrapped in the golden stick at this time. If Yi Tianxing and the Zhuxian sword were left together, he would rather face these magical and terrifying forces of nature in the dark passage.

At this time, Yi Tianxing didn't know that he had not really tamed the Zhuxian Sword in the process of taming the sword in Tianhuo. Instead, the Bodhicitta masterpiece was created at that time. The Buddha's light appeared, which weakened the Zhuxian's momentum.

The Sword of Zhuxian. He seems to have no interest in things like Buddha.

But he didn't know this, so he made a stupid choice.

The wind is getting faster and faster. These winds are not the breeze of the world, nor are hurricanes of a certain level of ten, but the storm as sharp as a bone-scraping knife.

In the gale wind, I don’t know what kind of power is hidden, but it can actually hurt Yi Tianxingdi’s body.

Fortunately, he was replaced by any other immortal in this dark passage. Even if his magic power was great, he would have been separated by the flesh and blood of Li Han's gust from the nine heavens and his soul would have been scattered.

But Yi Tianxing was not feeling well. Countless small holes were blown by the wind on his body. Blood oozed out of these holes. Bright red blood drips shone like gems on his naked skin, and then turned into a small flame.

It's like lighting a sky lantern.

Yi Tianxing also felt that he was being lit by a barbarian in the sky lantern. Countless pains were transmitted from every detail of his body into his mind, making him a little unbearable. He groaned repeatedly, barely stabilized his body, and used a golden stick to open the way and flew to an unknown place ahead.

The wind was getting stronger and stronger. The black hair on his head was blown cleanly than the iron lotus, revealing his scalp that was bleeding from the bottom.

Blood was flowing constantly on his body. In some places, the skin had been cut, and the fresh meat inside burst out and was quickly blown away by the wind, which looked very bloody.

The spiritual consciousness is extremely sensitive and is exploring the way forward, but it is impossible to predict the incoming trend of the gale winds.

With countless muffled groans, his body that was more solid than the steel was scraped off by several pieces of flesh and blood.

Pain occupied his brain, and fear aroused his desire to survive.

Another strong wind blew, Yi Tianxing howled, and a big hole was blown out of his chest. Blood flew far away like no money. A belt of fire was dragged behind him, illuminating a small area of ​​dark and devouring space.

"Dipolo, I'm not Nezha!"
To be continued...