Chapter 221

The cocoon silk was pulled longer and longer and floated in the air. The snow cocoon was pulled by force and turned slowly, and then faster and faster.

More and more cocoons like gold and jade were pulled away and dispersed in the whole cave. Under the glow of the sunset, they were like burning snow.

Finally, all the cocoon filaments of the snow cocoon were drawn out, revealing the picture inside.

In the cocoon silk all over the sky, Bai Zao sat cross legged in the air and fell slowly, his eyes still closed.

On the way down, she slowly opened her eyes, then woke up and stood on the ground with her feet naturally.

A fresh breath came out of her, spread around, and brought a breeze, which made the cocoons fly more and more quickly, until they broke inch by inch, flew around like moths, and then disappeared into nothingness.

She walked outside the cave, her white skirt floating slightly, like a fairy.

Looking at this picture, the people outside the cave were shocked and speechless.

Feeling the breath, I couldn't help writing to the evening. I saluted and said, "Congratulations, senior sister!"

The disciples of Zhongzhou sect bowed.

The crowd in the distance rang out congratulatory voices one after another.

Bai has reached the peak of the golden elixir period early!

In such a cold and cruel environment, it is almost a myth to survive, let alone continue to cultivate and break the environment.

At this time, Bai Zao really woke up and probably understood the current situation.

But instead of talking to xiangwanshu and her classmates, she looked at the crowd.

At last her eyes fell out of the crowd.

The crowd naturally separated a road.

The end of the road is Jing Jiu.

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Luo Huainan has been dead for three years.

The story he told is still remembered by many people.

In that story, there are those who live and die together without words, those who are stronger than gold and stone, and a pair of young monks who have not yet had time to become Taoist partners.

Bai Zao walked towards Jing Jiu.

Xiangwanshu and other Zhongzhou sect disciples were worried and followed her.

The crowd separated into a wider passage.

Bai Zao walked to Jing Jiu, bowed down and didn't speak.

This is a big gift.

Indeed, without words, people will probably understand what's going on.

Xiangwanshu and other Zhongzhou disciples bowed to the ground to express their thanks.

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The cold fog did not continue to retreat, but did not disperse in front of the cliffs and cliffs. In addition, in the event of such a major event, this meihui Taoist war was over.

None of the young disciples participating in the Taoist war expressed dissatisfaction. On that day, they left the snow field in the cloud boat of Zhongzhou sect.

All the great figures in the practice world were waiting in the field. Even he and the Duke rushed from Chaoge city overnight.

Under the gaze of countless lines of sight, the cloud boat slowly fell on the field.

Jing Jiu and Bai Zao walked in front of the crowd.

White snow field, behind the White City, the two are plain white.

Looking at this picture, he Guogong smiled happily and whispered a few words with Fang Jingtian and Ren Qianzhu around him, causing a burst of laughter.

The people waiting in the field burst into cheers.

In such a cold world, the whole Chaotian continent thought that the dead survived. This is a legend.

Not to mention the story of Luo Huainan, the image of a pair of wall people, Jing Jiu and Bai Zao, has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

Gu Qing glanced at the young man surnamed yuan and thought it was your master.

The young man surnamed yuan was very innocent. He thought it was your master.

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The courtyard on the field is no different from that six years ago. After being cleaned up by magic, it looks like a new one.

There were no idlers in the quiet courtyard. Even the green mountain disciples and Zhongzhou sect disciples were stopped outside.

There are only great figures in the spiritual world, such as Duke he and Fang Jingtian. They need to ask what happened to Jing Jiu and Bai Zao.

The beginning of everything is naturally the story of luohuainan.

Bai Zao took a look at the well.

Well nine said: "this is not important."

He and the Duke were thoughtful and stopped questioning.

The leaders and elders of other sects are not fools if they can reach the current level. Although they don't know what Bai Zao's silence and Jing Jiu's words mean, it is very likely to involve Zhongzhou sect. Where will they continue to ask questions.

The sea crossing monk asked with concern, "how did you survive?"

If anyone asks, this sentence can easily be misunderstood as provocation or something else, but no one will doubt the meaning of the chief of the law Hall of Guocheng temple.

Well nine didn't speak.

Bai Zao looked at Jing Jiu and said, "after I was trapped in the cliff cave, I was seriously injured, and the golden elixir will break. I can't see it. Elder martial brother Jing Jiu heated up with sword and fire, passed on my skill and meditated. I didn't wake up until today."

Ren Qianzhu knew that the leader's beloved daughter had encountered such a problem. He was worried and asked, "what's the situation now?" Bai Zao said softly, "nothing has happened." The leaders and elders of all sects were shocked and speechless, thinking what kind of disaster is the fragmentation of the golden elixir? Can they repair it successfully in such a cold environment? He Guogong was very curious and asked, "what skill is so magical?" As soon as he said it, he knew that he had made a mistake. The cultivation method is the practitioner's biggest secret. How can he say it casually and wave his hand to Bai Zao to ignore it. Trapped by the cold fog for six years, Bai Zao finished in such a simple sentence, but if you think about it carefully, you can naturally understand the difficulties and dangers. Many people looked to Inoue nine. The cold fog is so fierce. If you want to use sword fire to help the cave warm up, can't you stop for a moment? The real yuan consumed so fast that he lasted six years? How abundant is his sword yuan? How strong is his perseverance? This is really unimaginable. He praised the Duke and said, "Jingdao friends are worthy of being qingshanzong's swordsmanship wizards!" The rest of the people also praised one after another, but felt some regret. In these six years, Jing Jiu had to keep the sword fire alive. Naturally, he couldn't practice. I think the realm should stagnate“ What are you now? " The questioner is Fang Jingtian. Well nine looked at him and said, "wuzhangzhong." The big people thought that if so, they felt more and more sorry“ Go to rest quickly. The journey of cultivation is endless. Delaying for six years is nothing. " He patted Jing Jiu on the shoulder to show his comfort. Well nine looked at the hand on his shoulder. He didn't adapt, but he didn't say anything On the field outside Baicheng. In the courtyard. Sitting in a bamboo chair, Jing Jiu looked at Gu Qing and a young man surnamed yuan in front of him and asked, "is there anything different about Fang Jingtian's performance on the road?" The young man surnamed yuan was a little uneasy. He thought that even if you were a second disciple of martial uncle Jingyang and equal to each other, it was always inappropriate to call the name of the former peak leader directly. What if you let your classmates in the front yard listen? Without these concerns, Gu Qing said directly, "my other martial uncle feels wrong, but there is nothing different." This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.