Chapter 243 Bingyue Lake

When he reached the top of Jiuhan Peak, Zhuzhu felt that his limbs were numb from cold.

However, because of numbness, I don’t feel so cold, or I’ve lost consciousness after being frozen.

"Here--" Zhenjun Binghua threw a fifth-level ice shovel, "There is no house for you to live in. If you want to have a place to live, you either build ice houses to make an ice house or dig your own cave."

Zhuzhu silently stepped forward and picked up the fallen ice shovel. This was the first level on Jiuhan Peak. If you don’t have a house until midnight, even a monk may freeze to death in such extremely cold weather.

She had discovered that there were five or six igloos around her, the size of yurts in her previous life. Those igloos should have been built by disciples sent to Jiuhan Peak to work.

"After you have built a nest, come to the crystal hole ten miles in front to find me." After saying that, Zhenjun Binghua shook his sleeves and left.

Zhuzhu picked up the falling ice shovel and shoveled it with normal force to the thick ice layer under his feet. As a result, he only shoveled a thin layer of ice slag, which was almost negligible.

It seems that making an igloo is not easy. In addition, this is a place of spiritual power, so the spiritual energy and spirit stones on your body will be less used.

Zhuzhu couldn't bear to use his spiritual energy, so he had to take out the eighth-level sky-breaking axe and slash it at the ice layer under his feet.

"Crack, Crack..."

The eighth-level sky-breaking axe is indeed much more useful than the fifth-level ice-falling shovel, and the ice layer under the feet of the beads begins to crack.

The noise was too big. Unexpectedly, there were disciples in an igloo not far away. The man walked out to check it out when he heard the movement:

"Yeah, a new beauty!"

The man who came out of the igloo looked like a sword-eyed star-like man in his early twenties, and he was a real person in the late stage of Jindan.

Zhuzhu looked up at him, and continued his ice-breaking action.

"Why don't you talk? Is it a mute?" The man looked at Zhuzhu with interest and swung his giant axe to cut off Bing, "It's a pity that he is so beautiful and can't speak."

The man said that he saw Zhuzhu still ignored him, so he had to go back and leaned forward: "My name is Junmo, what's your name?"

Zhuzhu was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, and was immersed in breaking the ice, because she suddenly realized that the slash with brute force had dispelled the coldness in her body, and her limbs became more and more flexible.

This is a good phenomenon. If your limbs remain so numb, you may be frostbite and completely lose consciousness.

Now with the intense labor, her body is warming up bit by bit.

It seems that building an igloo or digging a cave is not a difficulty set by the disciples who were punished to come to Jiuhan Peak, but for their own good.

It not only allows the body to gradually adapt and warm up during the construction of the igloo, but also prevents them from sleeping in the open.

Two hours later, while the man named Jun Mo was chatting and talking to himself, Zhuzhu finally made enough ice cubes needed to build an igloo.

Her face became rosy as she was busy for two hours, and she looked even brighter and more charming.

Jun Mo's eyes staring at Zhuzhu became more and more eager. He had been punished in Jiuhan Peak for more than 30 years.

In the past thirty years, the female cultivator I have seen can tell with both hands.

Especially these female cultivators who just came to Jiuhan Peak could not accept the harsh extremely cold weather here. They either cried in despair, wanted to escape Jiuhan Peak, or wanted to hug the thighs of monks who had long been accustomed to the Jiuhan Peak environment.

Only a few female cultivators would accept the punishment of being sent to Jiuhan Peak so easily and calmly.

Although Zhuzhu didn't pay attention to Jun Mo for two hours, Jun Mo was not discouraged.

Instead, he became more and more mature, and he actually came forward to carry the broken ice cubes of beads and asked for help: "I have experience in building an igloo, so I will help you!"

"Need not."

Most of the disciples who can be sent to Jiuhan Peak have committed serious crimes. Although Zhuzhu will not despise them, she will not trust them easily without any grudges.

Who knows what mistake this person named Jun Mo made was sent to Jiuhan Peak. What if he was a person who was unforgivable, he might have bad intentions to be so attentive to him.

Zhuzhu is too lazy to guess and verify, so it would be better to not violate the rivers with him. Anyway, it will take two years to endure it.

"So you can speak, but I didn't expect that the sound would sound nice."

Not only did Jun Mo not hear the meaning of Zhuzhu's words, he said excitedly: "What's your name? We will be neighbors in the future, so it's convenient for meeting and saying hello."

Zhuzhu sighed helplessly, and she was actually quite annoyed when she was talking nonsense and a familiar neighbor: "Zhuzhu."

"Zhuzhu, this name sounds nice, but why do you always speak two words? "

This is the first time someone thinks that her name sounds good. Although Zhuzhu doesn't want to pay attention to Jun Mo, this person is too thick-skinned and has the attitude of breaking the casserole asking the whole story if he doesn't answer.

"I like."

"Haha... It's good to make progress, this time it's three words." Jun Mo trembled all over his body, but the ice in his hand was not grasped steadily, and he fell to the ground with a "splash".

Zhuzhu's eyes suddenly became cold. Could it be that this person came to help her and caused trouble?

Zhuzhu's eyes swept over and stayed in Jiuhan Peak for more than 30 years and had been used to the severe cold weather here, Jun Mo felt cold for no reason: "I didn't mean it."

Yes, you didn't mean it, but I suspect you did it on purpose.

Seeing that the man carried another piece of ice, Zhuzhu had to say lightly: "Put it down!"

"Oh—" Jun Mo loosened his hands, and a crisp "click" sound, and another thick ice cube was split into pieces.

Needless to say, this man came to find trouble on purpose, and Zhuzhu became angry: "Get out--"

"It's so cute when you get angry," Jun Mo seemed to be unable to understand the order to rush to the rush under Zhuzhu. Instead, he stepped forward and stretched out his slender fingers with distinct joints to point a little bit of Zhuzhu's red nose. "Is Zhuzhu really your real name? Then can I call you Xiaozhuzhu in the future?"

"Call you uncle--"

This man actually wanted to go up and touch her, and even gave her such a disgusting nickname. Zhuzhu's inner small universe exploded completely and he kicked Jun Mo's stomach.

After a long "sigh" sound, Jun Mo flew out from the ice several miles away.

If Zhuzhu hadn't been reluctant to use the spiritual power in his body, he would have wanted to kick this man named Jun Mo off Jiuhanfeng and fall to death.

Jun Mo stood up and touched his butt. Fortunately, he was wearing an eighth-level robes, otherwise he would have had a hole long ago. However, this female cultivator was really interesting and did not disguise his nature at all. It was much more vivid and real than other female cultivators.

It seems that my life in Jiuhan Peak will not be boring in the future.

"Don't be angry Xiao Zhuzhu. Brother Jun is going to work. I'll play with you tomorrow."

After Jun Mo reluctantly said goodbye to Zhuzhu, he turned around and walked towards the distance.

"ill!"

Zhuzhu clenched his fist in anger and said "crying" sound, hoping that other disciples on Jiuhan Peak would not have any brain problems like Jun Mo.

It took more than three more hours before Zhuzhu finally completed the igloo.

If there was no such a hateful Jun Mo to make trouble before, she would have been faster.

Fortunately, it was done before dark.

After Zhuzhu finished packing up, he took out the array plate he had purchased in the market and set up a sixth-grade protective array outside. Then he got up and walked towards Jingying Cave.

The Jingying Cave is on a cliff in front of it. It is named because the surroundings and in the cave are crystal clear ice cones and icicles.

Zhenjun Binghua was sitting in the crystal cave reading with relish. He sensed Zhuzhu came after building the igloo, so he reluctantly called her in.

"Zhengjun Binghua, the igloo of juniors has been completed!"

Zhuzhu returned the almost useless fallen ice shovel to Zhenjun Binghua.

"It's too late today. I head to the Houshan Bingyue Lake at the hour of Mao tomorrow to get ten ice lotus seeds and hand them over to me."

True Lord Binghua took the ice shovel and put it into the storage bag and said.

"yes--"

Zhuzhu had just returned to her igloo and found that several disciples who were working outside had also returned.

All of them looked numb or cold. Even when they saw the new Zhuzhu, they just glanced at it and walked into their igloo on their own, and no one came forward to say hello to her.

Zhuzhu was very happy. It seemed that not everyone was as thick-skinned as Jun Mo. This kind of way of getting along was what she liked.

I just don’t know what job Jun Mo is doing, but he didn’t come back late at night.

Since there is no spiritual energy here, most disciples choose to sleep to rest at night, and Zhuzhu is no exception.

She didn't want to practice with spirit stones. After all, her cultivation is not slower than her peers. Besides, she only needs to stay in Jiuhan Peak for two years and does not need to practice so closely.

However, she had a very light sleep. When Jun Mo came back in the middle of the night, she immediately sensed the movement and opened her eyes.

It smells bloody! It still smells of human blood!

It came from Jun Mo's body. Although it was very light, I still smelled the beads.

That guy is injured!

It seems that the work on Jiuhan Peak is also in danger, and she must be extremely careful tomorrow.

Before dawn the next day, Zhuzhu opened his eyes again.

She got up and moved her body and limbs. Although the igloo was warmer than outside, she slept in the evening with the skin of the fifth-level Red Qinghu. When she woke up in the morning, she still felt her limbs were a little stiff.

After his body and limbs became soft, Zhuzhu walked out of the igloo and walked towards the back mountain.

"Little Zhuzhu, wait for me."

Jun Mo also came out of his igloo and caught up with Zhuzhu, "Are you going to work in the back mountain today?"

Zhuzhu turned around and looked at Jun Mo coldly: "I like to work alone."

Jun Mo didn't know what magic pill he used, and he recovered after only one night. Zhuzhu didn't smell any blood from him anymore.
To be continued...