Gu Qing was stunned, and then couldn't help laughing.The young man surnamed Yuan raised his sleeve and wiped his eyes.The rest of the Qingshan disciples shouted with a smile, "Greetings to Uncle Shi!"
”The disciples of other sects also laughed.Hahahaha!
The sound of merry laughter echoed in the snowy field, and the cold fog on the other side of the cliff seemed to have receded a little.The disciples of the Zhongzhou faction were also very happy, but why didn't they see the figure of the senior sister?
Xiang Wanshu swept towards the cave, and when he passed by Jing Jiu's side, he clenched his fists.Gu Qing walked into the cave and knelt down and kowtowed to Jing Jiu.Jing Jiu said: "Up." ”Gu Qing got up and looked at his face, and found that he was thinner than before, and he was shocked.If it is an ordinary cultivator, even if it is not frozen to death by the extreme cold, it will have problems because of six years of isolation from the world.Cultivating the valley does not solve all problems.But Gu Qing knew that his master had never needed these.His gaze fell on Jing Jiu's clothes, and he was taken aback again.This white robe from the peak of the end of the god can resist the invasion of water and fire, and it is difficult for ordinary flying swords to cut it, but at this time it is already seriously damaged, and there are gaps everywhere on the edges!
Could it be that the cold fog is so terrible, so how did he survive the past six years?
Gu Qing couldn't care so much anymore, knowing that it was an offense, he also released his sword sense and fell on Jing Jiu, and he was suddenly even more shocked.Jing Jiu's sword yuan was almost exhausted, and his body was extremely weak!
Gu Qing hurriedly stepped forward and held his hand.He originally wanted to ask, since you heard our voices, why didn't you use the Firth Sword to cut through the stone wall, and you had to endure such a noisy and deafening sound, just because you thought the picture of lying on the bamboo chair was beautiful?
Now he knew that Jing Jiu was really unable to move."
Baicao Dan!"
Gu Qing shouted in a low voice.The young man surnamed Yuan had already entered the cave, and when he heard this, he hurriedly took out the pill.Jing Jiu took the pill and took it, seeing the anxious expressions of the two, he was a little moved, and was about to explain a few words that he had no big deal.Suddenly, there was an exclamation from the cave.Gu Qing and the young man surnamed Yuan turned around and looked at it, and they were also shocked by the picture they saw.In the cave, against the stone wall, there is a layer of translucent leather, the area is very large, judging from the texture, it looks like a dried snow insect corpse.When it dries up, it is so big, and when it is alive, this snow worm must be so terrifying.But it was not this snow worm that caused the disciples of the state sect to exclaim, but a thing in the corner of the cliff cave.It was a cocoon-like thing, made of countless extremely thin threads of silk that were so golden and jade that it was impossible to tell what it was made of even if you looked at it with your divine sense.Through those fine silk threads, I vaguely saw a figure in the cocoon, sitting cross-legged, as if he was pranayama.Who else could it be?
That figure is, of course, Bai Zao, who the disciples of the Zhongzhou faction are looking for.At this time, Bai Zao's situation was obviously different, as if he was practicing some kind of special exercises, Xiang Wanshu and other Zhongzhou disciples of course did not dare to act rashly, let alone use magic weapons, and asked a disciple to try it with a broken gold shuttle before, whether he could cut a silk thread.Unexpectedly, the gold-like silk thread was not broken, but a crack appeared on the surface of the broken golden shuttle, and the exclamation came out at this time.The Zhongzhou Sect disciples looked at Jing Jiu.He's the only one who knows what's going on.Jing Jiu said: "It's okay, I can come out in two days." ”Hearing this, Xiang Wanshu and the others were a little relieved, but they were still a little uneasy, and hurriedly sent a message back to the outside of Baicheng, and at the same time began to arrange a formation outside the cave to strengthen the defense.The disciples of the Zhongzhou Sect explained the current situation to the young cultivators of other sects, and repeatedly expressed their gratitude and asked for understanding, but of course the specific situation was not said.Those young cultivators naturally understood, said that there was nothing to do, and even took the initiative to take on the task of patrolling further out.Tonglu was still standing in the distance, looking at the busy cliff cave in the depths of the tunnel, his emotions becoming more and more complicated.In the cliff cave, Gu Qing suddenly found that the iron sword was still burning, and hurriedly reminded Jing Jiu.Jing Jiu moved, and the flames on the iron sword were extinguished.He looked at the iron sword, a little uncomfortable.After burning for six years, he had become accustomed to the iron sword being a torch, and even felt that the iron sword should be like that.Only then did he remember that the iron sword itself had no flames.There was a wind coming in from outside the cave, and he remembered that not all winds were so cold.Thinking about these things, he fell into a deep sleep.Gu Qing and the young man surnamed Yuan have always stayed by his side, never leaving.I don't know if it's the effect of that baicao pill, or if the cold mist is far away, Jing Jiu's face gradually turned ruddy.At the height of the night, he woke up to find that his surroundings were no longer as quiet and dead as they had been for the past six years, and there were many more whispers.He looked at his body, made sure that everything was okay, got up from the bamboo chair, and walked out of the cave.Gu Qing and the young man surnamed Yuan were also extremely tired, leaning on the bamboo chair and taking a nap, they immediately woke up when they heard the movement, and quickly got up."
You guys are here, don't stay away, I'll go out and live and scatter."
Jing Jiu said.Gu Qing was willing to follow, held his arm, looked at the Zhongzhou sect disciple in the cave, and said in a low voice: "Master, your sword yuan is almost gone." ”Jing Jiu said: "It's always been like this, it's okay. ”He was telling the truth.That cold mist made everything in heaven and earth move much slower, and even the aura of heaven and earth seemed to be condensed into an entity, which was difficult to perceive and absorb.He calculated very clearly, when the cold fog was at its thickest, the speed of absorbing the aura of heaven and earth in the cliff cave was only less than three percent of what it used to be.He wants to use sword fire to maintain the temperature in the cave, and the consumption of true yuan is already huge, and such a speed cannot maintain the recovery of true yuan at any time, so he can only use as much as he can recover.In other words, in the past six years, his true yuan has never been full, and it can even be said that it has always been difficult to operate at a minimum.His body will become weak, and it will also have to do with the cold fog, because everything will slow down, but it really doesn't matter, it only needs to move for a while to get better.Gu Qing was still not at ease, and refused to let him walk alone in the night.Jing Jiu had no choice but to let him follow him.Gu Qing motioned to the young man surnamed Yuan to guard the cave with his eyes, and helped Jing Jiu to walk outside the cave.Several Zhongzhou sect disciples were presiding over the formation outside the cave, looking at Jing Jiu's figure, they hurriedly got up and saluted.Gu Qing helped Jing Jiu out of the ramp and came to the snowfield.Those young cultivators who participated in the Dao battle, looking at their figures, also stood up one after another.This is a tribute to Jing Jiu.Regardless of the story Luo Huainan said, just saying that he was able to survive in such a terrifying cold fog for six years deserves everyone's respect.What shocked these young cultivators even more was that Jing Jiu was so calm after being rescued, as if he didn't care about all suffering, who wouldn't admire such a will?
What they didn't know was that Jing Jiu was too accustomed to this kind of isolated day, but tonight's excitement made him a little uncomfortable.Somewhere in the snowfield, there were no idlers nearby, and the clouds spread out strangely, sprinkling starlight, and the ground was white and dazzling.Jing Jiu glanced at Gu Qing.Gu Qing knew that the masters of the various sects would arrive soon, and he had to hurry up to finish the matter, so as to avoid misjudgment caused by the master not knowing what had happened in the past six years.First of all, he used the shortest and most accurate language to retell the story that Luo Huainan had told.Jing Jiu said: "Fake. ”()