The Most Outstanding Anchor Immortal Cultivation System

Chapter 172 Xuelang Sword Lord
It's quite wide here, the size of a basketball court on Earth.

It's just that there are still cold, hard and slippery ice cliffs around, and there seems to be nothing else.

"There is a formation." Sikonghun's prompt sounded in Wang Zheng's mind.

"Yes, Master, I feel it too." Wang Zheng replied consciously.

Sikonghun didn't speak anymore, he should leave it to Wang Zheng to solve it himself.

The master leads the door, and the practice is personal.

If any difficulties are solved by the master, what else is there to cultivate as an apprentice.

"Xueluo, step back a little."

"Ah."

Although Xueluo didn't understand why, she still let go of her husband's waist, and obediently stepped back a few steps.

Wang Zheng concentrated and calmed down, formed seals with both hands, and shot out three spiritual powers in an instant.

It is the "exploring technique" recorded in the "Ten Secrets of Formation", which Sikong Soul also used when entering the secret realm of Dangyue Mountain.

The spiritual power circled around the open space, and sure enough, it encountered resistance under the ice cliff on the right, and a formation emitting a clear light emerged.

"It's a combination formation! Illusion formation, killing formation, mechanism formation!"

Wang Zheng was taken aback, he didn't expect that there would be such a complicated and hidden combination formation here!
"Xueluo, wait for me here, I'll go break the formation."

"Wait a minute!" Sikong Hunbai Youyou's spirit body directly drilled out of the requiem wood.

Xueluo was taken aback.

"Don't be afraid, this is my master, Sikong Soul." Wang Zheng comforted.

Xueluo had just recovered from her shock, and said weakly, "Xueluo has met Senior Sikong."

"Good." Sikonghun applauded, then turned to Wang Zheng and said, "This formation is very powerful, it might cause an avalanche, I'll do it, you watch carefully."

After all, slowly floated to the front of the formation.

Both hands formed seals at the same time, and made complicated gestures. After a while, several soul powers were shot out from the left and right hands respectively.

A few strands of soul power went straight to the formation, while the other two formed what looked like a protective shield, separating the formation from the outside world.

"Boom...boom...boom..."

The formation suddenly trembled violently, but the surrounding ice cliffs and ground were as calm as ever.

Older gingers are more spicy!
Wang Zheng was deeply impressed. If he broke the formation rashly, it might have caused an avalanche caused by a strong earthquake, and the consequences would be disastrous.

After two sticks of incense kung fu, the combined formation dimmed.

However, Sikong Soul was not feeling well either, and his spirit body was a little weaker.

To save Xie Xinyi in Happy Illusionland, he forcibly used the power of the golden core, but now he uses the power of the soul to break the formation, which consumes a lot.

"Master!" Wang Zheng saw Sikonghun's weakness and shouted with concern.

"It's okay, the old man can still hold on." Sikonghun's eyes fixed on an ice door, "Why does the way of setting up the formation look familiar, let's go through that door and see, there should be no danger."

Wang Zheng nodded, slowly approached the ice door, tried it with his hand, it was quite heavy.

"open!"

Inserting your fingers into the gap in the ice door, your arms suddenly exerted force, and two hundred points of strength suddenly burst out!

"Crack, click, click!"

The heavy ice door opened to both sides.

A spacious passage came into view.

Because it is made of solid ice, it reflects the light from the outside world, so the passage is not dark at all.

At the end of the passage, there seems to be an ice door.

Wang Zheng motioned for Xueluo to come over, and the two walked into the passage hand in hand.

Smooth and smooth, spacious and spacious, without traps.

Wang Zheng thrust his hand into the crack of the door again, turned around and said, "Xueluo, there may be danger here, you get out."

"No, I want to be with you." Xueluo said firmly.

"Aren't you afraid?" Wang Zheng asked.

"Not afraid, as long as I'm with you, I'm not afraid." Xueluo blinked and said more firmly.

Wang Zheng took his hand back, hugged Xueluo, and said softly, "Xueluo, you are so kind."

"Ahem, let me say the two of you, you are so bored, are you not here?" Sikonghun coughed dryly.

Unexpectedly, Wang Zheng turned a deaf ear and deliberately said, "Xueluo, let's make love."

Xueluo blushed, and said weakly, "Okay."

"Damn, little rabbit, cub, your uncle! If you dare to make out with a beautiful woman, this old man will dare to watch!" Sikong Hun lost his temper.

"Damn, old man, your uncle! You are capable and thick-skinned, just watch!" Wang Zheng was not to be outdone.

The two began to greet each other after a long absence.

Xueluo looked surprised, is this really a master and apprentice?So fresh and refined...

After teasing the master and apprentice to greet each other, Wang Zheng didn't really make out with the beauty, but pushed his fingers into the gap of the ice door again.

"open!"

With a loud roar, Wang Zheng exerted his [-] points of power to the extreme!

"boom……"

The heavy ice door opened slowly.

At the same time, the small ice door outside "click, click, click" slowly closed.

The passage was suddenly plunged into darkness, with only a faint light reflected from the large ice cubes.

Wang Zheng took his time and bought lighting from the Ark system.

Behind the huge ice door, a spacious room made of ice was revealed.

The two of them entered the house together.

Tables, chairs, cabinets, beds and other simple furnishings are all made of large ice blocks and integrated with the igloo.

The most conspicuous and weirdest thing was that a middle-aged man was lying quietly on the ice bed.

Wang Zheng was wondering, Sikong Soul's face changed drastically, and he hurried over.

"It turned out to be..."

Wang Zheng pulled Xueluo and walked over slowly.

The middle-aged man on the ice bed, with slender eyebrows and long eyes, has a square face and is very handsome.

It's just that there is no trace of blood on his face.

His expression was peaceful, as if he had fallen asleep quietly.

"Xueluo, why do I feel that he looks a bit like you." Wang Zheng said slowly.

Xueluo exclaimed in a low voice, covering her small mouth with her hands, as if afraid of disturbing the sleep of the middle-aged man.

Wang Zheng looked at Sikonghun, and saw that the latter looked extremely excited, and there seemed to be tears in his eyes.

"Master, do you know him?"

"It's not just acquaintances, we used to travel across the world and enjoy the rivers and lakes together!"

Sikonghun gritted his teeth and said excitedly.

Then he took a deep look at Xueluo, and continued, "He is the former genius of the Extreme North Snow Region—— Xuelang Sword Lord!"

"what!"

Xueluo finally couldn't help exclaiming, almost fell to the ground.

Wang Zheng quickly supported her, and said softly, "Xueluo, what's wrong?"

"He...he is the ancestor of the Xue clan of our Xue Clan." Xueluo was excited and sad at the same time, "I didn't expect, I didn't expect..."

Sikonghun tried his best to control his emotions, and said slowly: "I didn't expect brother Xuelang to fall here!"

The tone is bleak, full of endless sadness and deepness.

Xueluo signaled Wang Zheng to let go, knelt down in front of Xuelang Jianjun's body, and respectfully kowtowed three times.

Wang Zheng was about to help her up, when suddenly the ice bed vibrated slightly, and the side of the ice bed, which was originally a whole piece, cracked a gap, revealing a small groove.

what is this?
handle?

Keyhole?
Wang Zheng helped Xueluo up, and the two of them looked at it carefully for a while, but couldn't figure it out.

Sikonghun's gaze flashed, and he suddenly asked: "Beauty Xueluo, are you afraid of pain?"

Xueluo was slightly taken aback, and asked, "Senior, what do you mean..."

"Well, put a little bit of your blood on it." Sikonghun said slowly.

Without hesitation, Xueluo immediately bit her index finger, "pat" "pat" dripping blood into the groove.

Just listen to "ss... ss..."

A large piece of one wall of the igloo protruded suddenly, resembling a large cabinet.

Two cold swords and an old letter were quietly placed inside.

"It must be brother Xuelang's relic, Wang Zheng, go and get it." Sikonghun ordered.

Wang Zheng bowed respectfully to Lord Xuelang Jian, then walked over to fetch the sword and letter.

"It's the Xuelang Cold Sword," Sikonghun said with a sigh, "I've only seen brother Xuelang use one, but I didn't expect it to be a pair."

Wang Zheng and Xueluo opened the notebook together. On the title page was written "Xuelang Sword Art", and then turned back, there were pages of sword art formulas and accompanying pictures.

Many of the accompanying pictures show the appearance of a man and a woman performing swordsmanship.

Turning to the last page, the handwriting was scribbled, which should have been added in a hurry.

"Suddenly encountered foreign masters and joined forces to attack, and lost the battle. Fen Yuwei escaped into the retreat, where he hid his sword skills and water spirit crystals, waiting for someone who is destined to get them. I hope Shangfeng, Wantian and other friends are safe. Xuelang Last word."

Shangfeng should refer to Sikong Shangfeng, the original name of Sikong Soul.

What Wantian was talking about should be Mu Wantian.

What does it mean that foreign masters team up to attack?
Did the masters from other small domains come to Lingmeng continent?
Wang Zheng couldn't help looking at Sikonghun.

As for why he stayed in the ancient tomb, the old guy only said that he had hatred with some dog, man, woman, white-eyed wolf, but never elaborated on the real reason.

In the secret realm of Dangyue Mountain, when they met Mu Wantian, the two of them were also secretive and transmitted their voices to themselves.

Now it seems that the real reason should be that experts from other realms came to raid Lingmeng Xiaoyu.

Seeing Wang Zheng's puzzled eyes, Sikong Soul was silent for a long time before he sighed: "Oh, Wang Zheng, I didn't hide it on purpose. Your strength is low, and it's useless to know the reason."

"When you reach the sea-condensing state, the old man will tell you one by one in detail."

Wang Zheng nodded to show his understanding, and then asked: "Then why does Senior Xuelang only have a body, while you and Senior Mu Wantian only have remnants of their souls?"

"Hey, this is exactly where Brother Xuelang is so strong."

Sikonghun sighed again, "He would rather be broken than whole. He would sacrifice his whole body's cultivation and dissipate his soul power. Brother Wan Tian and I escaped with our souls, hoping to have a chance to be resurrected in the future. In fact, we are together Kind of lingering."

It was so!
Wang Zheng couldn't help but glance at Xueluo.

In this Xue clan, the males are handsome in appearance, and the females are beautiful in appearance, but they all have such strong personalities.

Faced with the persecution of several gangsters, Xueluo would rather jump off a cliff than live in the world. It's admirable!
Holding a pair of Xuelang Hanjian in his hand, it's icy cold!heavy!
"Xueluo must learn swordsmanship well! Avenge your ancestors!" Xueluo said firmly, her eyes flushed, her teeth clenched.

Wang Zheng felt a little regretful: "It's a pity that I use the fire halberd, I don't know how to use a sword."

"Hmph, who said it couldn't be done?" Sikong Hun snorted, and there seemed to be deep meaning in his words.

(End of this chapter)