My disciples have hidden identities

Jing Muxi stood in the deep pit and asked.

We have dug to more than ten meters, what if the water comes out after digging for a while?

"Eldest brother, you should come."

You Kun shook her head vigorously, she looked at her little palm, it was already red from the sand.

At this moment, Ji Pingsheng suddenly had a flash of inspiration, his eyes lit up, as if he had thought of something.

"There is a place to rest!"

Ji Pingsheng called out with an idea, and he suddenly thought that before he left, didn't he put his hut in the ring?

Not only his own, even the houses of Qi Luo and Chi Zhengyang were taken away by him.

At that time, he was just afraid that after the Shang Qingzong was destroyed by natural disasters, the house would be gone, so he took it away, but he didn't expect to use it now.

Under the suspicious gaze of Jing Muxi and You Kun, Ji Pingsheng lightly tapped the ring, and an ordinary wooden house appeared in front of the three of them.

This is his life-saving cabin.

When this wooden house appeared, the eyes of You Kun and Jing Muxi also lit up.

Especially Jing Muxi, before he left, he still wanted to pack Houshan away.

Chapter 431 The Old Sovereign's Coffin Guide

Before the heat of the desert invaded the house, Ji Pingsheng and the others seized the time to rest and got in very decisively.

Jing Muxi returned to her house, and You Kun couldn't take away her mirror lake, so she had to follow Ji Pingsheng into the house.

The room just taken out of the ring has not been eroded by the high temperature. As soon as you enter the room, there is a cool breath, which instantly relieves Ji Pingsheng and You Kun.

"It's so comfortable!"

You Kun let out a long sigh of relief, she was almost to death from the heat, and finally she slowed down, and threw herself on Ji Pingsheng's bed and rolled back and forth.

In the high temperature, she was almost roasted, and hiding in the house now was equivalent to going from hell to heaven, and she didn't want to move at all.

"It's still comfortable in my own kennel."

Ji Pingsheng also sighed, compared to the harsh environment outside, his own hut is more suitable for him.

Outside, it's just not a place where living things can live.

The stone bed was occupied by Young Kun, Ji Pingsheng didn't care, he reclined on the chair and began to recover his aura.

The past few days have been too bad. If I can do it all over again, I will never come again!

Ji Pingsheng muttered in his heart.

If he knew that he would suffer like this, he might as well stay in Shang Qingzong and wait to die, at least he could be buried with his own land.

And now.

First, I was almost frozen into a popsicle in the ice and snow mountains, and then encountered a big avalanche, hid in the black clouds, and had to worry about being struck by thunder, left the ice and snow mountains to the big desert, this time it was not cold , but hotter.

This is outrageous!

It is extremely cold and extremely hot. This is going to torment the dead.

Ji Pingsheng now seriously suspects that the summer and winter in the Mysterious God Realm have turned into deserts and snow-covered mountains.

Ten thousand years ago, after the death of Heavenly Dao, the Mysterious God Realm also lost part of its functions. There was no flame in summer and no snow in winter.

And what about these two places?

He wouldn't believe it if it had nothing to do with being covered with ice, snow and heat all year round.

Ji Pingsheng was also taken aback by his unintentional thought, he just complained a few words in his heart, why does he feel as if he has insight into the truth of the world?

"No way? Why does it feel like it can really be explained?"

Ji Pingsheng frowned and said to himself.

If it is said that the lost functions of the Mysterious God Realm were stranded in the ice-snow mountains and the great desert, then who did it?

Without even thinking about it, a name popped up in Ji Pingsheng's mind.

"After Tiandao's death, the only person who can control the Xuanshen Realm is the incarnation of Tiandao?"

Ji Pingsheng thought to himself.

If you think about it that way, it makes sense.

After Tiandao's death, the incarnation of Tiandao was left behind, and some functions of the Xuanshen Realm that lost Tiandao could not be used, or the incarnation of Tiandao could not be controlled.

But for the sake of the integrity of the Mystic God Realm, the four seasons had to be sealed, waiting for the new Heavenly Dao to control the Mysterious God Realm and restore the Mysterious God Realm.

If this is the case, then the places where summer and winter are sealed are only ice and snow mountains and great deserts.

This may also be the reason for the formation of these two extreme regions.

After thinking about this point, Ji Pingsheng vaguely felt that this incarnation of the Dao of Heaven is still very powerful!

Being able to wait for a new leader to take office ten thousand years ago, this awareness does not seem to be an existence that is about to disappear.

He knew about the existence of the Incarnation of Heavenly Dao from Emperor Yan, and he had also heard about the Incarnation of Heavenly Dao from others.

But he has never seen the incarnation of Tiandao, he just knows that he is about to disappear.

With such a powerful existence, why is there still no movement when the Mysterious God Realm is about to collapse?

Could it be that he was really waiting to die with the Xuanshen Realm?

Or did he have other plans?

Ji Pingsheng would rather believe the second point, that the incarnation of Heavenly Dao has not moved yet, maybe it is waiting for something, or it may have already taken action, but no one knows.

Although he wanted to understand this point, he didn't have any other ideas. After all, what the incarnation of heaven wants to do is not something he can stop, as long as he doesn't come to torment him.

Ji Pingsheng thought silently.

He just wanted to take Jing Muxi and You Kun to escape to the west, live under the protection of many big bosses, and wait for someone to become the Heavenly Dao, or the Mysterious God Realm collapse, that's all.

"Amitabha, I hope someone can save the Mysterious God Realm."

Ji Pingsheng muttered.

Ten minutes after they returned to the house to rest, the heat from the outside began to invade the room. The originally cool house instantly heated up, and the temperature suddenly rose by more than ten degrees.

The young Kun who was lying on the bed was about to fall asleep in a daze, but was awakened by the heat again, tossing and turning on the bed was extremely uncomfortable.

"Sect Master, think of a way!"

You Kun shook his sweat-soaked clothes and yelled at Ji Pingsheng with a bitter face.

If it goes on like this, let alone take a break, she can even let Ji Pingsheng leave the banquet.

"I can't help it..."

Ji Pingsheng also looked helpless, facing this kind of weather, no one can stand it.

He could only consume the aura to help cool down the room, but after a while, the newly recovered aura began to decrease again.

"If only my little world was still there."

Ji Pingsheng said with a sigh.

He misses his own small world very much now. At this time, as long as he hides in the small world, everything will be fine. Not to mention the dozens of degrees outside, even if it is hundreds or thousands of degrees, it will not be hot enough for them.

It's a pity that his small world was lost, lost in the turbulent flow of space, and he couldn't find it...

He didn't know that his small world was so useful until he could use it.

Less than 10 minutes after entering the house, the room was already sweltering. Ji Pingsheng and You Kun were sweating profusely, and even You Kun took off the upper cedar and lower skirt that he was wearing outside. , with bare white and tender skin and calves, but it didn't help.

"It would be nice if there was a closed space..."

You Kun was lying on the bed, staring at the ceiling with dull eyes, looking as if she was about to die. She was several times more uncomfortable than Ji Pingsheng, and she was almost dehydrated.

enclosed space...

Ji Pingsheng was slightly taken aback, huh?

How do I feel like I have it?

After thinking about it carefully, suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and his eyes lit up.

"I really have it!"

"Have it?"

A gleam appeared in You Kun's pupils, he stared at Ji Pingsheng closely, and shouted with joy, "Give it to me, give it to me!"

"Yes there is..."

Ji Pingsheng hesitated slightly, wondering if he should use it or not.

But when he saw You Kun's uncomfortable look, he still gritted his teeth and took out the coffin of the old suzerain.

"this one."

Ji Pingsheng pointed to the coffin of the old suzerain, and said to Young Kun: "This is the coffin of the old suzerain. I have been carrying it with me since it flew back by itself. Aren't you afraid of the heat, go in and lie down for a while, it's cool inside. "

You Kun: "..."

The joy on You Kun's face suddenly froze, replaced by resentment.

Lying in a coffin...

Or the coffin of the old suzerain...

You Kun looked at Ji Pingsheng with a resentful face, and complained: "Suzerain, are you kidding me? This is the coffin of the old Suzerain. How can I lie down? This is disrespectful!"

"Besides, I'm still a girl. I sweated so much and dirty the old suzerain's coffin. If the old suzerain's body comes back, how can it lie down!"

Ji Pingsheng: "..."

Looking at You Kun's sweaty appearance, Ji Pingsheng thought to himself that the old man would definitely not mind you lying in his coffin.

"Don't worry about these little things at this time."

Ji Pingsheng looked at You Kun, and said with a speechless expression: "You are almost dried out, so don't worry about being disrespectful."

"No."

You Kun shook her head stubbornly, she respected the old suzerain very much.

"Even if it's too hot to dry, it's not an excuse to blaspheme the undead."

You Kun said to Ji Pingsheng with a serious face.

Ji Pingsheng: "..."

Did this educate him?

"Hmph, I don't have so many scruples."

Ji Pingsheng snorted softly, he was about to become a hot dog, since the young Kun didn't come in to cool off, then he had to make himself comfortable.

Ji Pingsheng directly pushed open the coffin board, and a chilly air came over his face instantly. This kind of breath might make Ji Pingsheng shiver all over in normal times, but now he feels very comfortable.

Without hesitation, Ji Pingsheng got into the coffin directly, feeling much cooler in an instant.

"This coffin is huge."

Ji Pingsheng said to You Kun again: "You also come in and lie down for a while."

You Kun looked at Ji Pingsheng speechlessly, why was she lying down?

Even if it wasn't the coffin of the old suzerain, she smelled of sweat now, and she was too embarrassed to lie beside Ji Pingsheng.

"I do not."

You Kun shook his head: "Just let me die of heat."

"Tsk, he is as stubborn as Zhengyang in some respects."

Ji Pingsheng curled his lips, and without the help of You Kun, he stretched out his hand and covered the coffin.

There was darkness in front of him, and the cool breath enveloped his whole body, which made Ji Pingsheng feel much more comfortable.

After lying in the old patriarch's coffin, Ji Pingsheng suddenly felt a sense of peace of mind, as if he had returned to the Shang Qingzong.

I'm home now?