Meng Sanshen called to Gu Tian and took him into the shadowed corner.
Gu Tian, who followed Meng Sanshen, walked inside together.
After walking for a while, he found that there was a hint of coolness in the warm spring valley.
The cool air brushed against the skin exposed outside the clothes, and a layer of A pimple the size of a pinhole.
He walked forward for some distance, and the temperature dropped lower and lower, like the cold winter in the twelfth lunar month, it started to become bitingly cold.
Fortunately, I am a warrior.
Although the temperature is very low, I can still adapt to it and my actions are not serious.
But the further you go inside, the lower the temperature becomes.
Finally, a layer of white frost appears on the ground, forming a picture of winter.
When one foot stepped on the snowflake-like frost on the ground, it made a cracking sound, and the frost inside was even denser.
Later, a thin layer of crushed ice began to appear on the bluestone ground, and there was floating ice on it.
Cold, steaming white mist.
Gu Tian shivered from the cold and said to Meng Sanshen, "You have always been here."
Meng Sanshen nodded, and then cursed: "If it weren't for this damn temperature, my strength would have recovered a long time ago, and I wouldn't have to endure this pain anymore."
Gu Tian looked at his surroundings.
At this time, the broken ice on the ground disappeared and was replaced by a mirror-like ice surface, which was a full foot thick.
If it weren't for the internal energy that keeps running in the body to resist the cold, I'm afraid the body would have been frozen.
He now began to sympathize with Meng Sanshen.
In such a cold environment, human warriors simply could not survive.
I only stayed here for a short time, and I could hardly bear the coldness here, but Meng Sanshen has survived here for hundreds of thousands of years.
Even if the physique of the monster beast is different from that of ordinary people and is much stronger than that of humans, living in this environment every day is simply unbearable, unless it is the kind of monster beast that naturally likes to live in cold conditions. , otherwise no one would want to live here.
He still followed Meng Sanshen, walked through a passage made of ice, and finally came to the end of the passage.
Raising his head, he saw a vast expanse of white ice flowers in front of him, covering the entire passage.
At the top are ice picks hanging upside down in the passage.
The tips of the ice picks are small and sharp, emitting a cold light that makes people shudder.
At the end of the viewing passage, on the white stone wall made of ice flowers, there is a hole as big as the mouth of a bowl, and a chain covered with frost drilled out of it.
Needless to say, this chain must be connected to the chain on Meng Sanshen's body.
However, the chain can still be seen on this part of Meng Sanshen's body, while the chain on this side of the stone wall looks like a white snake with cold air.
His true appearance was covered by a thick layer of white ice flowers.
"This damn chain is made of ten thousand years of cold iron."
Meng Sanshen raised his front hoof and kicked the chain in front of him.
Some ice shards fell down with the vibration, but Meng Sanshen's forefoot was frozen on it, and he did not take it away after several consecutive strokes.
The last black mist emerged from the sole of the foot that was stuck to the chain.
Only a few squeaking sounds were heard.
Meng Sanshen took off his front hoof and cursed: "Damn it, sooner or later I will crush you."
Step on it."
He still stomped on the ice a few times in frustration, but the hard ice surface did not change at all.
Instead, it made the sound of metal clashing.
"Hey" Gu Tian said in surprise.
When Meng Sanshen's first foot landed on the ice, Gu Tian could tell at a glance that this was at least the full blow of an early Xiantian warrior.
Not to mention an ice surface, even a hard metal will twist and deform under this blow, or even break into two pieces.
"Are you feeling particularly curious?"
Meng Sanshen glanced at Gu Tian, and continued without waiting for his answer, "The biggest feature of Ten Thousand Years Cold Iron is not its coldness, but that it has its own system, just like It’s like this chain made of cold iron.”
"The ice frozen by the cold air forms a cycle of its own with this chain.
Unless it exceeds the ultimate strength it can withstand, no matter how hard you try, it will be in vain and it will not hurt you at all."
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Gu Tian nodded as if he understood, and said: "You can't do it by yourself, but if you add me, we can hit it with the greatest strength together.
Can we cut off this chain and help you get out of trouble?"
After Meng Sanshen heard this, he rolled his eyes and said, "Do you know how much force this chain made of cold iron can withstand?"
Then his tone became solemn, "It is equivalent to the full strength of a warrior in the middle stage of Earth Xuan. hit."
Gu Tian clearly knew that after Xiantian came the Earthly Profound Realm.
Although his strength is comparable to that of an early Xiantian warrior, his true realm is still far away from the Xiantian realm, let alone the Earthly Mysterious Realm.
Even in the entire Song Dynasty, the highest level of cultivation he knew was only in the late Xiantian stage.
Meng Sanshen paused for a moment, and when he saw that Gu Tian remained silent, he continued: "If it were my heyday, not to mention a mere chain made of thousands of years of cold iron, even a few more chains wouldn't be able to trap me.
But damn Yun Zheng, if it weren’t for him, I would still be living a carefree life outside, and maybe I would already be at the Saint Xuan level.”
Seeing that Meng Sanshen was going further and further away from the main point of Ten Thousand Years Cold Iron, Gu Tian waved his hand and interrupted Meng Sanshen's words, "Since the two of us can't cut off this chain with our combined efforts, you can lead me What are you doing here?
You haven't given up the futon on me yet and you want to snatch it from me."
After saying that, he took two steps back and looked at Meng Sanshen cautiously to prevent the other party from making a surprise attack.
Meng Sanshen shook his horse's head and said angrily: "We monsters don't have as many complex thoughts as you humans.
Now that we have agreed to cooperate, we will not go back on it unless you deceive me first."
After Gu Tian heard this, his body relaxed and he was no longer as nervous as before, but he still did not get close to Meng Sanshen and kept a few steps away.
Meng Sanshen looked at it, but did not say anything.
Instead, he raised his front hoof and pointed at the stone wall in front of him, saying: "This is the exit back to the Star Hall.
Then you can leave the Hehuan Sect directly from the Star Hall. " Gu Tian looked in the direction pointed by Meng Sanshen.
Next to the cave that was originally covered with frost, there was a location that was slightly higher than the surrounding area even though it was also covered with frost.
If Meng Sanshen hadn't pointed it out specifically, he wouldn't have noticed this place at all.
Gu Tian walked over and wanted to reach out and touch the raised spot, but was interrupted by Meng Sanshen, "If you don't want to stay here with me, it's best not to touch it with your hands."
Gu Tian paused and retracted his outstretched arm.
Meng Sanshen continued: "That place is very close to the Ten Thousand Years Cold Iron.
As long as you touch it, the cold air of the Ten Thousand Years Cold Iron will instantly start from your arms and soon freeze your whole body."
Gu Tian shrank his neck, rubbed his cheeks with his hands in embarrassment, and said, "Since you can't touch it with your hands, there is always a way to get out."
Meng Sanshen ignored him, but stood up straight and put his two front feet together like a human being, making a clasped sign.
A faint black mist floated out from it and slowly floated to the raised stone wall.
As the mist became more and more dense, it was soon enveloped entirely.
Then, the mist was no longer a thin layer, but turned into a tower shape, clinging tightly to the stone wall
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