There are clear streams flowing in the mountains and fields, and white snow covers the earth, and the brown fallen leaves lie quietly on the snow. Although there is snow, it is not cold here. There are even rays of heat in the stream. What's strange is that the snow on the shore has not melted.

This is a scene that goes against nature.

But if it happened to Nanyu, it would be normal.

After all, there is a black volcano group west of Nanyu. This is not the case in this way. Naturally, there is no snowflake near the black volcano group. However, there is a stream flowing from the black volcano, extending here. There is a powerful way to practice and rely on secret methods to lay out the meaning of hot springs. The water flows warmly, but the earth is very ordinary and is isolated from the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

A young man with short hair and monk's robe walked over the stream and walked towards a palace under the snow.

There is a huge rock in front of the palace, with the above two big words "Kurichen".

This place is the quiet mountains and seas of Nanyu.

Along the way, young people with the same short hair and monk's robe greeted each other when they saw the visitor.

He returned the gift all the way, but his steps did not pause for a moment.

It quickly reached the stairs.

Shuttle through the Jiuqu corridor and come to a small courtyard.

On the somewhat worn wooden door, there was an equally broken wooden board with the words "Dry Zen" engraved on it.

He pushed the door open, breathed a sigh of relief, held his hand and bowed, and said, "Master."

There is a sycamore tree without half a leaf in the yard.

There was a person sitting under the tree.

He looked up at the young man who was pushing the door and whispered: "Daosheng, I know your purpose, but I have something I need to do."

Daosheng wanted to speak but stopped, but in the end he said, "Master, please tell me."

The man under the tree thought for a moment and said, "The Ninth Prince is practicing and enlightened in Wanglai Lake. If he can understand something, he can enter the knowledge of the gods. The geniuses of the countries in the world have entered the secular world one by one, or some interesting things are already in the chessboard. Although they cannot see it, they are also happening. I want you to go to the Wei Academy and see the Beilin fish. Let's see if she is interested and see a thousand seas."

Daosheng frowned tightly and said, "Why do you want to enter the thousand seas?"

"Because something happened in Jiang Kingdom, the emperor would definitely have some action. That was a good thing for young practitioners standing at the peak of the countries. Xiao Zhinan from Beiyan Jianlu went to Jiang Kingdom early. Ming Dynasty was to enter the world and challenge young strong people to practice in the world, but the reason for choosing Jiang Kingdom was not that simple."

"I also want to go to Jiang Kingdom when I look at the second prince of the Western Jin Dynasty. I will leave soon. Since the ninth prince is suddenly enlightened by the lake, I, Nanyu, have only you, and Beilin from the Wei Academy, has a fish. She is young but has been away from the world for a long time. If you can let her enter the world, the game will definitely be more exciting."

Daosheng still didn't understand very much, but he also heard some of what he was thinking from the master's words, and couldn't help but say anxiously: "The master clearly knows what is happening in Jiang Kingdom, but the teacher is in the wilderness of heaven, why are he indifferent?"

Sitting under the sycamore tree was Master Nanyu Kuchan Wunian. He looked at Daosheng with a calm expression and said, "She is your teacher and my junior sister. I naturally know that you are worried, but I can't leave Kuchan, and she won't be able to do anything."

Although Daosheng knew the etiquette of superiority and inferiority, he was a little difficult to control himself. For the first time, he was rude in front of Master Wunian and said more anxiously: "But that's why Lin Dao laughed!"

Master Wunian slowly closed his eyes and said lightly: "But the clown in the world thinks that he will be invincible if he lets Luo Qingming come, but it is very ridiculous. Even if I don't go, there are countless people who can kill others."

Daosheng was silent for a moment, then knelt down in panic and said, "Please forgive me, the disciple will get up and go to Wei State, so he will let Beilin have a fish out of Shaohua Academy!"

He respected Master Wunian as less than Master Jiran, because although Master Jiran was named his teacher, he had basically never met him. Master Jiran had been in charge of Tianqi Wasteland for a long time and had not returned to Nanyu. He also met with Daosheng's master and disciple on the way to Tianqi Wasteland by chance.

She saw a certain quality in Daosheng, so she accepted him as her disciple without hesitation. Just because she wanted to go to the Tianqi Wasteland, she definitely could not take Daosheng with her, so she gave him a token and let Daosheng go to Kuchen himself. Therefore, although Master Ji was Daosheng's teacher, Master Wunian taught Daosheng's method of practice.

Logically speaking, there is no deep relationship between Daosheng and Master Jiran. After all, he became a master and apprentice just because of one sentence. However, Daosheng's respect for Master Jiran is equivalent to Master Wunian.

The so-called teacher for one day and a teacher for life is very concerned about this.

At this time, he felt panic and guilty when he treated Master Wunian.

Of course, Master Wunian did not blame Daosheng for his rudeness and instructed: "You are not her opponent, you need to know how to consider this."

Daosheng said, "Disciple understand."

He stood up and slowly walked out of the courtyard, closed the gate, stood there for a while before turning around and leaving.

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The sky abandons the wasteland.

The last ray of sunset was swallowed by the darkness, and the surroundings became quiet.

But there was a heart-wrenching scream that quickly broke the leisure of this moment.

Luo Qingming flapped his wings, and his black aura was boiling.

Tang Wenliu knelt on the ground, roaring to the sky, her face filled with blood-red lines, as if magma was rolling, and her whole face was about to crack.

A strand of spiritual essence penetrated from the dantian in the abdomen and merged into Lin Ganxiao's palm.

Yun Qingchuan was happily holding the watermelon and gnawing it. Xiao Zhinan half knelt in front of him, panting, and was in a very embarrassed state.

She looked back at Li Mengzhou who was standing in a daze, frowned slightly, and said, "What are you doing?"

She kept waving her sword at Yun Qingchuan, but Li Mengzhou didn't come to help, and she couldn't help feeling angry and her tone became much colder.

Hearing the biting sound coming into his ears, Li Mengzhou shuddered all over and gradually came to his senses.

He subconsciously clenched the Buer Sword in his hand, looked at Xiao Zhinan's beautiful but very tired face, and said softly: "I think we should change the way."

Xiao Zhinan was a little confused and asked, "What do you mean?"

Li Mengzhou walked towards Lin Ganxiao. He felt a little scared again because of Mr. Long's affairs, but he also noticed something wonderful in despair.

The so-called success is Xiao He, and failure is Xiao He.

Old Long used his method to ripen the seeds, but he also helped Li Mengzhou to temper his strong body. As his cultivation level grew higher, the medicinal liquid flowing on his limbs and bones was also baptizing his body for the second time.

Even though his body cannot be compared with the almost indestructible physique of the Shanwai people, it cannot be denied that he is really close to Shanwai.

He didn't always worry about what would happen to his body, but he thought of using what Mr. Long brought him to fight against Lin Ganxiao.

Maybe something unexpected happens.

He looked at the light blue medicine liquid that was filled with water like a long stream of water. It was a completely different force from the Qi Hai Lingyuan. He had always been passively absorbing the medicine liquid, but now he planned to take the initiative to contact it.

The "Silks of Silkworms" protects his consciousness to avoid possible dangers. He gradually lets the light blue medicine flow, and a little coolness penetrates out of his body. Wire white air floats from his pores, and in an instant, a layer of ice crystals formed on his skin.

In a trance, it was somewhat similar to the golden crystal outside the body of a monk outside the mountain.

But before Li Mengzhou felt happy, the slightly cool feeling suddenly became biting cold and spreading from the inside out. His steps forward stopped and his body became stiff. The biting coldness frozen everything in his body. Only the consciousness was protected by the Silkworm Destroy Scroll and was still awake, but because of this, he deeply felt the unbearable pain.

His bones were clattering, and layers of frost were shaken out of his skin. Even the snow under his feet began to freeze, and the temperature suddenly dropped.

Xiao Zhinan didn't know what was happening to Li Mengzhou, but the scene was quite strange.

She watched Li Mengzhou suddenly freeze while walking forward, and in the blink of an eye it turned into an ice man statue. Even if the distance was not close, she could still sense the biting chill, her hair stood upright, and even seemed to be in an ice cave under the abyss.

Lin Ganxiao also noticed the abnormality. He stopped plundering Tang Wenliu Qi Hai Lingyuan, slowly turned around, and stared at Li Mengzhou who turned into an ice sculpture.

Yun Qingchuan opened his eyes wide, looked around with a little confusion, and murmured in confusion: "The weather is not so cold that it makes people frozen into ice, right?"

He couldn't understand, but Lin Ganxiao realized what was happening to Li Mengzhou.

When he smelled the very obscure aura on Li Mengzhou, he thought of many things.

When the Medicine King Valley of the World was just a young boy, a genius appeared in the Medicine King Valley. He knew about pharmacology and had the potential to become the world's number one miracle doctor. Pharmacists are all practitioners. Although they are not a practice mountain gate, they can also be called a mountain gate, far from being compared with ordinary medical doctors in the world.

The pharmacist naturally does not have the magical power to move mountains and fill the seas, but the pharmacist who enters the five realms of knowledge can use all the spiritual plants in the world, whether born or destroyed. Although it cannot make people resurrect from the dead, as long as one breath remains, it can easily flesh and bones.

It must be an existence that is respected by the world. Even practitioners will face death. No one is really not afraid of death. Apart from the transcendent existence that breaks the barriers of the five realms, no practitioner dares to offend a pharmacist easily, especially the medicine king of the five realms. At any time, a pharmacist may save your life.

Even if they are not powerful practitioners and do not have the ability to fight with others, the ability they possess must not be underestimated and deserves respect.

Pharmacists can save people, but they can naturally kill people. If they can't fight, it doesn't mean they can't kill people. They can even easily make you die inexplicably.
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