Sitting and forgetting longevity

Chapter 940 Missing?

The cave that was dug temporarily was very simple and empty, with nothing arranged.But its owner didn't have time to care about these things. The room was filled with mist as if in a steamer in the dog days, and the scorching temperature made the ice walls on all sides flow down.

Liu Qinghuan sat cross-legged on the ground like this, as if sitting in water, there was still a faint flame flowing under the skin.

Spiritual fires are different from ordinary flames, especially high-grade spiritual fires like the Great Sun Lieyan. They have a certain spirituality, and it is difficult to extinguish them by ordinary means, and they will not give up until they achieve their goals.

Even though she was used to the pain from the physical body, the burning pain always made people more upset and unbearable. Liu Qinghuan gritted her teeth and endured it for a long time, but at this moment she couldn't hold back a groan.

Yun Zheng was sitting opposite him, and carefully took out a round bowl, only to see a ray of flame rising slowly in the bowl.

The temperature began to drop sharply again. Amidst the crackling sound, streaks of ice stretched out from the bowl, and the ice wall that had just melted solidified again, and a sense of extreme cold filled the small cavern.

"This is Guanghan Ice Flame, which coincides with the Great Sun's scorching flame, which is extremely yang and extremely yin, and mutually restrains each other. Later, you may want to experience the ultimate feeling of ice and fire, can you hold it?"

Liu Qinghuan nodded, and closed her eyes: "Whether you can hold it or not, just come here, if you drag it on, I won't be able to help cursing my mother."

Yun Zheng couldn't help laughing, stopped talking nonsense, twisted his hands, and carefully drew a line of fire from the bowl.

The room became quiet again, sometimes it was like falling into a boundless purgatory, and sometimes it was like being in a cold cellar for thousands of years. The ice walls on all sides repeated the process of melting and freezing, which lasted for a long time.

Fu Bao, who was guarding outside, sneaked in several times to check, but was forced to retreat by the horrified fire. It was not until a few days later that Yun Zheng came out with a tired face.

Fu Bao hurriedly went up to meet him: "Senior Yun, how is my master?"

"It's all right." Yun Zheng rubbed the center of his brows, and said, "He is adjusting his breath, and it will take some time for his injury to fully recover, so I won't disturb him for the time being."

"That's good." Fu Bao heaved a sigh of relief, then remembered something, and took out a communication talisman: "This came yesterday."

Yun Zheng took it and looked at it, then slapped his head: "I forgot about agreeing to that woman!" and asked Fu Bao, "What time is it now?"

"It's just entered the night."

"That's still in time." He walked out with the messenger talisman, then turned around and said, "When Qing Huan comes out, tell him that I'm going to the banquet at Xue Po Palace, and I will give him the Wannian Wangchen Jade Essence at that time." Bring it back... Well, it's not necessary, maybe I'm back, and he hasn't left the customs yet."

Yun Zheng straightened his clothes and left in a hurry, leaving Fu Bao to continue guarding the cave mansion bored.

However, half a month later, Liu Qinghuan recovered from his injury and opened the door, but Yunzheng hadn't come back yet, so he asked Fubao, and Fubao told the truth.

"A banquet, does it take so long?" Liu Qinghuan wondered, "Could it be some delay?"

He thought for a while, and sent Yun Zheng a message talisman, but after waiting for a long time, there was no reply.

This situation was a bit unusual, and Liu Qinghuan was a little worried, after all, the two of them had experienced a fierce battle not long ago.

"I'm going to Xue Po Palace to have a look."

The Xuepo Palace is just behind the Ice City, built like a snow palace of ice crystals, all kinds of cold-resistant spiritual flowers and plants are still blooming proudly in the snow, and the refreshing plum fragrance bursts, which makes people feel refreshed.

With Liu Qinghuan's status as an empty-rank monk, he easily received an extremely warm and respectful reception, but when asked about Yun Zheng's whereabouts, the other party looked blank.

"The banquet ended seven days ago, and the seniors have left one after another, and I don't know which one stayed."

Liu Qinghuan frowned: "Is Fairy Qianjin from your palace here? Could you please come out and see her?"

The reception female cultivator blinked her eyes, and said, "The deputy envoy said he had something to do two days ago, so he also left the palace."

Liu Qinghuan stared at her intently, until the other party lowered her head in a panic, and then slowly said: "Really, that's really a coincidence. I came from a long way, and I admire you for a long time. , I just don’t have the chance to see you, I don’t know if I have a chance today?”

"This, this, the Palace Master is now..."

The female cultivator faltered, and Liu Qinghuan's face sank: "Huh?"

"I, I, I will report right away!"

The female cultivator ran in in a panic, and Liu Qinghuan looked at the exquisite palaces outside the door, her eyes became deeper and deeper.

Soon, someone stepped into the gate of this palace again, but it was not the young female cultivator before, but an old woman whose cultivation base was also in the late stage of the Yin Deficiency Realm.

The old woman has silver hair all over her head. Judging from the deep decree lines on both sides of her nose, she may also have an extremely strict temperament on weekdays. She cupped her hands without a smile on her face and said, "The honored guest is here, but the juniors in the door are not well received. I'm so rude, I hope fellow Taoists don't blame her because of her young age."

Liu Qinghuan politely returned a salute, and asked doubtfully, "Are you... the owner of Xuepo Palace?"

"Fellow daoist, I'm just joking. The lord of my palace is currently in closed-door training. The old man is just a servant beside the lord." The old woman said: "Fellow daoist has a noble status. Originally, I shouldn't have waited for servants like me to come out to receive me. At this time, most of them are not in the palace, so I can only be sent to accompany fellow Taoists."

After she said that, Liu Qinghuan couldn't pursue it any further, so she offered to leave after a few polite words.

The old woman stood up and said without any fluctuation in her tone: "The palace has been busy recently, so I won't keep any fellow daoists. When the lord of the palace leaves the customs, I will prepare delicious food and then respectfully invite my fellow daoists to gather."

After speaking, he ordered the maid waiting outside the door to send him out.

Liu Qinghuan cupped her hands, without saying a word, and walked out with the maid, but the suspicion in her heart was getting deeper and deeper.

The attitude of the people in Xue Po Palace seemed to wish him to leave quickly. If he hadn't cultivated high enough, they wouldn't dare to offend them, and they probably wouldn't have let him in at all.

Just as I was thinking about it, I heard an "Aiyo", and a gust of fragrant wind rushed towards my face.

Liu Qinghuan paused, and turned to the side, and saw a woman in pink staggered a step and passed by, the flowers in the flower basket in her hand spilled all over the floor.

"Ah!" The woman's eyes widened in astonishment, she pouted and looked at Liu Qinghuan, as if accusing him of not catching her.

Liu Qinghuan looked away with her hands behind her back, and the maid who sent him out whispered softly: "Sister Xiangling, why are you so careless and offended senior, why don't you hurry up and apologize to senior!"

Liu Qinghuan waved without looking at it and said, "No need."

"Little girl, thank you for your generosity, senior." The pink-clothed woman asked the maid curiously, "Sister, where are you taking senior?"

"Of course I'm going out of the palace." The maid replied, and asked casually, "Where are you going?"

"I want to send flowers to Jinse Palace, Uncle Qianjin...ah, sister, what are you doing..."

The maid quickly interrupted her with a smile: "You are only doing what Uncle Qian Jin ordered you to do a few days ago, you are just doing it now, you are so lazy."

While talking, she peeped at Liu Qinghuan's expression, but saw that he was standing a few steps away with his hands behind his back, his attention didn't seem to be on their side, so she breathed a sigh of relief, and ended the conversation with the woman in pink with a few words, I just want to send people out of the palace quickly.

(End of this chapter)