Sitting and forgetting longevity

Chapter 1883 Glacier

On the wall of the cave, a corner of the pavilion was revealed, with vermilion columns and green jade steps. The wind chimes hanging on the eaves were slightly tilted, but there was no wind to blow them.

It was a small octagonal pavilion, completely frozen in the ice.

Behind the pavilion there is a long corridor that extends inward. There seem to be palaces deeper inside, but because the ice is too thick, only vague shadows can be seen.

Liu Qinghuan couldn't help but speculate: Could it be that this huge ice palace, in addition to the part on the ground, the other half is actually buried in the ice?

This made him want to sneak in and find out what was going on, but there was an ice python watching him from behind, so he could only suppress this thought for the time being.

Continuing along the glacier, Liu Qinghuan soon made a second discovery.

This time it was not a pavilion or a palace, but a person.

Liu Qinghuan was startled and quickly took a few steps closer.

The man was trapped in a layer of ice several feet away. He looked like he was running, with the expression on his face frozen in a moment of extreme fear. The fiery red animal skin cloak on his body was quite conspicuous.

The most important thing is that Liu Qinghuan has seen this person before!

Before, when they were at sea, Qingheng, Lanli and other Nine Nether cultivators gathered together, including him.

Liu Qinghuan was shocked and suspicious. He seemed to hear someone calling this person a dry bone, but why did the other person die here?

Looking behind him, there was nothing chasing him.

After staring at him carefully for a while, Liu Qinghuan left the ice wall.

Along the way, some things would appear from the ice wall from time to time. In addition to the palace and the bodies of monks, there were also many people or monsters that were obviously frozen to death.

The glacier suddenly turned a sharp bend, and the river water crashed violently into the mountain walls on both sides, causing huge waves.

The ice python had been completely left behind, but Liu Qinghuan did not dare to cancel his magic and stand without a shadow.

The powerful suction force from the glacier constantly washed over his body like a surging river. If he showed up, he would probably be swept into the river immediately.

The ice python really had bad intentions. If anyone else was here, they would not be able to resist the siphon force.

After walking for a while, the road ahead suddenly became blocked.

The river water poured down, as if it wanted to take everything away and bury it in the deep hole.

Liu Qinghuan looked down and saw a bottomless hole that swallowed the river.

Okay, there is no way to go, should we turn back?

Liu Qinghuan looked around and suddenly found a hole on the mountain wall. It was not big and could barely allow one person to pass through.

It's very deep inside, with long and winding paths.

Above the head, the huge black shadow of the palace is like a monster, ready to devour anyone at any time!

This road doesn't look like it was carved out by river water, but was deliberately opened by someone.

Fortunately, the thick layer of ice blocked the terrible suction force. Liu Qinghuan showed up but was almost frozen to death instantly!

He shivered, and purple-blue dragon flames suddenly rose up around him, driving away the freezing cold.

Using Dragon Flame will continuously consume his magic power and physical strength, but Youlan is now in a deep sleep, so he can only handle it himself.

Exhaling, stretching his arms and legs, Liu Qinghuan raised his hands.

As soon as his palm touched the ice wall, a chill more terrifying than the air itself came over him, but he forced himself not to pull his hand back.

Therefore, if you want to enter the ice layer, you must have strong ability to resist the cold.

Otherwise, going in would be tantamount to suicide.

But there was already a path here that had been opened by previous generations, which saved Liu Qinghuan a lot of effort. He followed it all the way and indeed arrived in front of a palace.

The palace door opened slightly, and it was dark inside.

Liu Qinghuan walked in sideways, the flames on his body illuminated the surroundings, and a pale ghost face suddenly appeared in his field of vision! Even though Liu Qinghuan was not startled, he was frightened and took several steps back at this time, and the Xuanyuan Sword appeared in his hand in the blink of an eye.

The ghost face suddenly disappeared again, as if it was just an illusion.

Liu Qinghuan's eyes became fierce, and the sword in his hand turned into a golden light and flew out!

"No, no, no, don't hit me!"

A voice came, shouting in panic.

Liu Qinghuan paused: "Daoist Huanglong?"

"it's me!"

The firelight dispersed, and Huang Long Zhenren walked out of the darkness, wearing a fiery red animal skin cloak and a huge ghost mask on his face. He opened his mouth and said:

"Daoyou Taiwei, it's you! You scared me to death just now!"

Liu Qinghuan was speechless: Who is scaring whom?

"Why are you here, wearing this damn thing?"

Huang Long Zhenren quickly took off the mask and said, "I found it not long ago. I was trying it on when I didn't expect you to suddenly appear. Hahaha!"

This statement was somewhat guilty, so Liu Qinghuan did not expose it, but asked: "What about the others? Have you encountered them?"

"No, the Ice Palace is too big. Everyone dispersed as soon as they entered." Huang Long said, "And I found that this Ice Palace has been searched countless times. Many rooms are empty and there are no treasures at all!"

Liu Qinghuan's gaze moved and fell on the ice bed against the wall.

It’s not a bed, but it’s more like a platform with nothing on it.

"There's none outside the palace, but there might be some under the ice. Isn't that where you got your mask?"

"Hehe!" Huang Long laughed dryly, pulled his cloak closer, and said, "Actually, I just came down and haven't walked through a few palace rooms yet... It's terribly cold down here, few people can withstand it. That's right!"

He looked behind Liu Qinghuan: "Where did you come from? Where does that door lead to?"

Liu Qinghuan began to look around the small temple, saying, "That's a dead end, and outside is an icy river that can suck people in."

Huang Long was skeptical, but he gave up the idea of ​​going over to find out the truth. Instead, he said carefully:

"Fellow Daoist Taiwei, this place is extremely dangerous. I have seen very few living people along the way. All of them were frozen to death or dead in miserable conditions. We have finally met. Are you willing to accompany me from now on?"

Liu Qinghuan thought about it and agreed: "Okay."

Huang Long showed a look of joy, and his expression was a little relaxed: "Great! This damn ice palace, I regret coming here now, I just hope I can get out alive, I don't ask for any treasures!"

Seeing Liu Qinghuan looking at a pile of ice in the corner, he walked over.

"Everything is covered in ice here, and you have to break through the ice to find things, so it's easy to miss things."

"Indeed." Liu Qinghuan snapped his fingers and a wisp of dragon flame flew out, quickly melting the outer layer of the ice pile, revealing a large vase that was more than one person tall.

Huang Long immediately became interested, but saw Liu Qinghuan just glanced at it and walked away.

"There's a body in there."

"Who was so bored that he stripped the body and stuffed it into a bottle?"

It is still a purely decorative vase of ordinary quality.

Huang Long shook his head. He had just entered the small temple when he met Liu Qinghuan, so he had no time to search.

Next, the two searched carefully but found nothing.

Maybe it was there before, but it was taken away by the previous customers.

There is a door in front and behind the small hall, which are the paths Liu Qinghuan and Huang Long took respectively.

The third door was completely covered by frost. If Liu Qinghuan had not been careful, he might have missed it.

"Let's go in and take a look!"

(End of this chapter)