I am romantic

The Four Frozen Pillars, the Soulless

The white light of the teleportation spell dissipated, Feng Shiyu opened his eyes, and felt something strange on the soles of his feet.He looked down, and instantly broke out in a cold sweat!It turned out that he was standing on a transparent ice chain as thick as an arm, and the surrounding area was shrouded in white mist. The ice chain stretched to nowhere in front of it and behind it, but there was unfathomable darkness underneath.

The ice chains were already slippery, and they dangled in the cold after bearing the weight.No matter how daring Feng Shiyu was, she was terrified, and fell down screaming when her body was tilted.Below is the abyss, he closed his eyes tightly, listening to the whistling of the wind in his ears, and thought in despair: this time he will definitely die!

At the juncture of life and death, he suddenly heard a faint voice mixed with the wind, as if calling his name... He tried his best to listen attentively, but it was Hu Changqing's voice, which seemed to come from a fragmented distance: "Please...please...please protect me." Jiaxian..."

After being stunned for a moment, Feng Shiyu came to his senses and shouted loudly into the void: "To worship the Hu family, disciple Feng Shiyu, please protect the family fairy!"

A ray of blue light came through the sky, and the fox fire turned into a cloud shape, supported his falling body, slowly rose, and finally returned to the ice chain.

Feng Shiyu grabbed the chain tightly, and regardless of the biting cold, wrapped his feet around it, his heart almost jumped out of his chest, and his underwear was drenched in cold sweat.

Hu Changqing's voice came from Foxfire: "This is a strange land created by magic. Without mana, it is impossible to move an inch. Fortunately, you have worshiped me as a Baojiaxian before, and there is still a thread of karma between you and me... If you persist Come on, I'll come find you!"

Hanging on the ice chain, Feng Shiyu panted heavily, when the voice in Foxfire paused for a moment, then rang out angrily: "That long worm is talking alarmist again! He said that this ice chain is everyone's own road, and once it is up You can only go forward and leave only when your feet are on the ground. Ghosts will believe it! You wait...Damn, I have already flown a long way, why is it still this broken chain... Mang Tianlong! Is it because of you, a dead worm? Ghost? Get out, Master Qi!"

The stern voice rolled in the clouds, and Mang Tianlong's voice came from nowhere: "Xiao Qi'er, I didn't lie to you, this road is not for ordinary people to walk, there is no other way but to insist on walking to the end. It's easy for you and me, but for this kid... hehe, wish you luck."

Hu Changqing's furious cursing came from the fox fire.

Feng Shiyu took a deep breath, and said to the fox fire: "Qiye, don't worry, I will finish this ice chain."

"How is this possible! You mere mortal—"

"Ordinary people have the determination of ordinary people!" Feng Shiyu said firmly, "I will walk my own path."

Foxfire fell silent, and after a while, a soft sigh came out: "You have to be careful. If you fall, call me immediately."

Feng Shiyu regained his composure, and turned his gaze back to the ice chain he was holding.His hands were so painful that they were almost numb, as if his bones and flesh had been frozen into icy slag. He clenched his teeth, let go of a stiff hand, and pulled out the longbow tied behind his back. Duan animal tendons tied tightly to the left and right ankles, hung firmly on the ice chain, and then grasped the two ends of the arched back with both hands, making a simple zipline, slowly sliding to the depths of the cloud and mist ahead...

Hu Changqing stood on the platform at the end of the ice chain, pacing up and down anxiously.

Mang Tianlong stood aside with his arms folded, and said coolly: "If you step on it a few more times, the ice layer will collapse. That kid just fell off the chain, so he won't even have to collect the corpse."

Hu Changqing turned his head and yelled at him: "I knew you had no good intentions! If there is something wrong with him, I will never end with you!"

Mang Tianlong sneered nonchalantly, "Even if he could crawl over step by step, it would take a few days and nights, and he might just run out of fuel and burn out without seeing his soul."

Hu Changqing wanted to rush over to scratch him, but suddenly a purple arm stretched out from under the platform and grabbed his ankle.He hurriedly looked back, and saw a pale face with no human color emerging from the dense fog, with hoarfrost on the brows between the hair and dried blood on the corner of the mouth, it seemed that he would be dead from exhaustion in the next moment.

——It's Feng Shiyu!He actually walked through this ice chain by himself!At this moment, even Mang Tianlong, who had always been indifferent, showed surprise.

Hu Changqing dragged him up with joy and surprise, only to feel that the tentacles were icy cold, like a frozen corpse.

It's really an old crime... Hu Changqing was amazed and distressed, hugged the opponent's body tightly, and cast a spell to send out hot air to warm him up gradually.

Mang Tianlong looked at the two of them entangled like twin trees with a straight face, until Feng Shiyu's hands and feet were finally able to move, he couldn't bear it anymore and said: "If you don't leave, your soul will be made into pills and eaten, don't blame me for not reminding you! "

Feng Shiyu stood up with difficulty, moved his limbs that were still tingling a few times, gritted his teeth and said, "Let's go."

The transparent platform extends upwards in a spiral shape, giving the feeling of climbing up around a huge ice tower, with white mist and air-conditioning in all directions, as if entering a world of ice and snow.

I don't know how many times he walked, Mang Tianlong suddenly stopped: "It's almost to the top, there are people on it." He cut off a thin piece of ice around him, and the demon force swept over it, and suddenly it became an ice mirror, clearly reflecting the situation on the top of the tower. .

The top of the pagoda is a circular open space. In front of the rising icicles, four Taoist priests in black clasp their hands and sit cross-legged, forming a magic circle. From time to time, there are lightning-like auras jumping in the formation.In midair in the center of the magic circle, there is an octagonal sapphire ring suspended in the center of the magic circle, and the round mirror inlaid in the ring is shining brightly at this moment.The four large and three small light clusters in the mirror, showing four colors of red, gold, white, and purple respectively, are being pulled by the power of the magic circle, and are slowly drifting outward, about to break free from the shackles of the mirror in the ring.

"One soul and three souls!" Hu Changqing lowered his voice, "Hurry up, I'll go up and grab them while they're being forced out of the magic weapon, and fourth brother, you are responsible for controlling these stinky Taoist priests. Feng Shiyu, you stay here."

Mang Tianlong nodded.

Feng Shiyu knew that he had no magic power, and it would be a drag to keep up, so it was better to stay where he was and wait.

Hu Changqing stared at Bing Jing intently, and at the moment when the light group was about to break away from the magic weapon, he shouted: "Go!"

Two groups of whirlwinds, one green and one white, quickly rolled up to the top of the tower, and the white wind rushed straight to the light group in the formation, but the blue wind suddenly stopped at the next moment, and then collapsed suddenly——

Mang Tianlong appeared in the wind, looked up at the huge icicle in the center of the tower, with a shocked and bewildered expression on his face.

The icicles are hexagonal in shape, showing a light blue color due to the extreme cold for many years, like a cluster of huge crystals rising into the sky, and in the middle of the extremely clear icicles, there is a tall and tall figure frozen.

It was a young man in a white linen priestly robe, maintaining a natural standing posture, with his hands behind his back, his eyes slightly closed, and his long black hair was untucked and spread back.His facial features are clearly identifiable, his eyebrows and eyelashes are clearly visible, and he seems to be able to feel the elasticity of his skin, as if he just fell into a peaceful sleep.

This kind of vivid stillness, as if the person was suddenly frozen at a certain moment in his life, even the angles of the hem of the clothes and the hair being lifted by the wind are perfectly frozen and preserved in the icicle forever.It seemed that at the next moment, they would suddenly open their eyes and break through the ice.

"Han Zhenzi..." Mang Tianlong lost his voice in disbelief, "You!"

He couldn't continue, because the four Taoists had jumped up, each released a sword light, and attacked him.

The sword light shot out, and seeing that it was about to pass through him, the amber pupils in Mang Tianlong's eyes shrank, and the protective monster energy spread outwards, turned into a black shield and exploded violently, knocking out those sword lights.

One of the sword lights happened to be thrown into the formation, and Hu Changqing, who was waiting to collect his soul, immediately withdrew his hand when he saw that the situation was not good.Jian Guang brushed past his sleeve, and the sputtering sword energy forced him to show his figure.

Seeing that the soul lost the traction of the magic circle and was sucked into the mirror in the ring again, Hu Changqing couldn't care less about being angry, and stretched out his hand to grab the octagonal sapphire ring again.

Seeing someone robbing the magic weapon, the oldest Taoist immediately shifted his target and recalled the flying sword that was almost out of control. The sword was wrapped in a flame, and stabbed at Hu Changqing.

"——Stop!" Shouted like thunder in the sky, shaking the ice tower under his feet, and the whole ice and snow region seemed to tremble a few times.The huge monster force in that sound wave shocked everyone in the arena, and the youngest Taoist priest among them suddenly turned pale, his meridians became disordered, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

A trace of black evil energy escaped from the body, so strong that it seemed to condense into substance, the hem of Mang Tianlong's clothes moved without wind, and the unique coercion of a ferocious beast squeezed everyone's chest like a tide, Even Hu Changqing couldn't help but took a few steps back.

The old Taoist stared at him with shock and horror, and seemed to be trying to think and remember something, and suddenly exclaimed: "You are--the mountain guard spirit beast who betrayed back then! Python... Mang Tianlong !"

"In Tianxin Sect, there is only one person who can call me by my first name." Mang Tianlong stared coldly at the old man with white beard and hair, "Which disciple and grandson of him are you?"

"I...under Baishi, my benevolent teacher Fa Yiwei, is the fifth disciple under Master Han's seat."

"Wei Yi..." Mang Tianlong squinted his eyes, "I remembered, the youngest one, who is not very knowledgeable and courageous, once provoked me with a deer essence, and was almost swallowed by me. "

Taoist Baishi flinched.

Mang Tianlong looked at the figure in the icicle, his eyes were extremely complicated, "...when I left, he had already recovered his strength, half of his foot stepped into the fairy gate... It's been three years since 210, I thought he had already ascended..." He Turning Ling Lie's gaze to Baishi, he asked: "Why is his body frozen in the icicle? Why can't I sense his soul?"

Baishi bowed his head and said, "Return to Master Mangxian, when the master was about to ascend, something went wrong when he was going through the last catastrophe. His spirit was scattered by the sky lightning, and his body was almost collapsed. Fortunately, the master's Taoism is profound, and he has arranged it long ago. The Soul Crystal Pillar sealed the body, sent the seriously injured soul into the body of a mortal fetus by reincarnation, nourished it with vitality and time, and looked forward to growing again. Now 200 years have passed, and the soul of the master has reincarnated four times, including one soul and three souls It has been recovered, and the other souls cannot be repaired because of the limited life force of mortals. We have to follow the soul imprint left by the master, find the reincarnated person, take out one soul and three souls, and set up this soul-attracting magic circle, hoping to awaken the master again. Zu."

Feng Shiyu... was actually the reincarnation of the spirit and soul of the ancestor of the Tianxin School!Hu Changqing was startled secretly, seeing Mang Tianlong's complexion, a bad premonition suddenly appeared in his heart, he rolled his eyes, stuffed the octagonal sapphire ring he had grabbed just now into his bosom, and sneaked back.

"Stop." Mang Tianlong said, "Leave the soul behind."

Hu Changqing glared at him fiercely: "What are you doing? You want to fight against the enemy? Fourth, you can't be too shameless as a snake. What kind of fairy is it if you go back on your word?"

Mang Tianlong didn't answer him, he just stretched out his right hand and scratched in vain.Feng Shiyu's body appeared under his palm, because he was shocked by the monster energy in the sound just now, and was falling into a coma at this moment.Mang Tianlong said expressionlessly: "Give me the soul, or let him be smashed to pieces."

Hu Changqing's face was livid, obviously extremely angry.But Feng Shiyu's life and death depended on the other party's thought, he couldn't save him at such a short distance, after much deliberation, he could only grit his teeth and take out the octagonal sapphire ring from his bosom and throw it over.

Mang Tianlong grabbed the magic weapon and then kicked Feng Shiyu towards him.Hu Changqing caught it, checked it hastily, and was relieved to find that there was no major damage to his body.

"After taking back this soul and three souls, can he wake up?" Mang Tianlong asked Baishi.

Baishi hesitated for a moment, and said, "I'm about [-]% sure."

"Then continue," Mang Tianlong waved his hand and sent the octagonal sapphire ring back to the formation, "I'll protect the law."

Hu Changqing was so angry that his teeth were about to be bitten off, and he really wanted to show his original shape and fight Mang Tianlong.But if they really fought, he would have no skills at all, not to mention that the four Taoist priests would definitely take the opportunity to complete the soul-attracting technique, and even Feng Shiyu's safety would be difficult to take care of.

The crux of the matter still had to fall on this dead worm, Hu Changqing thought very reluctantly, he had to pull him back to his camp. "Fourth," he tried hard to recall the Hu family's charm technique, and said softly with a rare kindness, "Have you forgotten the agreement between us?"

Mang Tianlong looked at him, and after a while he showed a slight smile, and there was a bit of sarcasm in that smile: "Xiao Qi'er, you said that you are greedy, lazy, ignorant, what does fourth master like in you, do you know?" ?” He paused for a moment, then said lightly, “Your eyes just look a little like his.”

Hu Changqing was stunned: "He...Han Zhenzi?"

Mang Tianlong sneered, expecting to reap embarrassment, embarrassment, and even hurt looks from the other party.

Hu Changqing was stunned for a while, then beat his palm with his fist, and said sympathetically, "You should have said it earlier! This great fairy's illusion is unparalleled in the world. You should have known that these eyes make you see things and think about others, and your heart is tortured. If you change your shape Well, I will save you from messing around with me all the time. Being a snake is the same as being a man, you have to be honest, to be honest, fourth, after you speak out your heart, I think you are much more pleasing to the eye than before..."

Mang Tianlong took a deep breath, closed his eyes and turned his head away.He was afraid that if he took one more look at the fox, he would be unable to resist skinning and dismantling the fox to make a fox fur cloak.

But Hu Changqing was still there chattering endlessly trying to impress him: "Give me back your soul, okay? I'll exchange the Hu family's spells and magic weapons with you... Oh, look! The man in the icicle has opened his eyes!"

The moment Mang Tianlong and the Taoists raised their heads upon hearing the sound, Hu Changqing slapped the leather pouch on his waist, and flew out of it a long silver-white rope with claw hooks, grabbing the souls in the soul-guiding circle.The moment the claw hook caught the light ball, he took Feng Shiyu back and rushed towards the teleportation array on the edge of the tower.

"—Leave it to me!" Mang Tianlong yelled angrily, flung out a blue-black long whip from his sleeve, the hissing whip tip turned into a snake shadow in mid-air, biting the zipline viciously.

Baishi and the other three Taoist priests seized the opportunity and completed the last formula of the soul-inducing technique——

The four-colored soul suddenly shone brightly, broke free from the claw hook, flew towards the icicle, penetrated the ice layer in the blink of an eye, and plunged into the eyebrows of Han Zhenzi's physical body.

Hu Changqing stamped his feet in resentment, and turned his head to look at the figure in the icicle.

A crack suddenly opened on the smooth and hard ice.

As everyone stared with bated breath, there were more and more cracks, bigger and bigger cracks... Then they exploded with a bang, and the ice shards shot all around like ten thousand bullets. Magic body protection is bound to be riddled with holes.

After the ice shards settled, Han Zhenzi, who was suspended in the air, slowly opened his eyes.

At the moment Han Zhenzi cast his gaze, Mang Tianlong forgot to breathe.

Taoist Baishi led the rest of his disciples to kneel and salute: "Welcome master to leave the customs!"

As if stepping on illusory steps, Han Zhenzi volleyed down step by step and stood still in front of Mang Tianlong.He stared at the man in front of him, 200 years seems to be only in this moment, then calmly nodded: "You are back."

Mang Tianlong showed a little embarrassed look, and didn't know what to say for a while.

Han Zhenzi turned to Baishi and the others and said, "Get up, you have done a good job."

The four Taoist priests were overjoyed: they have made great achievements, and the master praised them this time, and they will definitely reward them with exercises or treasures afterwards...

Han Zhenzi was about to say something more, when he suddenly heard a slight cracking sound, like the sound of a lantern cracking.He looked down at his hands, the skin on the back of his hands was cracking at a speed visible to the naked eye like an overwhelmed ice surface.A flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he sighed: "The ice soul crystal pillar is still difficult to resist the power of 200 years of time... This body has been away from the soul for too long, and it cannot be restored after all."

With the opening and closing of his lips and teeth, his face was also covered with countless tiny cracks, and his whole body was like a piece of porcelain that would crumble into powder at any moment.

Mang Tianlong's face paled immediately, and he covered Han Zhenzi's face with his palm, trying to inject mana to heal the crack.But before his monster power touched him, he was repelled by the opponent's body and quickly dissipated. "What should I do?" he asked anxiously.

Han Zhenzi's eyes swept over the crowd, and stopped on a group of Taoist priests, a smear of red flashed in his pupils, and said in a deep voice: "I will use my magic power."

When Baishi and others heard the words, they hurriedly put their palms on the master's body and poured mana power, without daring to hold back at all.Until the mana in the body was sucked up like a long siphon of water, and the primordial spirit began to waver faintly, the four dared to look at the master with pleading eyes.

Han Zhenzi sensed that the mana of the four people was almost exhausted, and less than one-third of his own cracks had healed.He smiled comfortingly at his disciples: "I'll use you to wait for the primordial spirit."

The primordial spirit in the body collapsed suddenly, and rushed towards the opponent with the Dao Heart realm that had been cultivated for a hundred years. Baishi and others showed a look of shock and fear. They subconsciously wanted to withdraw their palms, but found that they could not move at all.

Han Zhenzi smiled more and more peacefully, and raised his hand to caress the top of Baishi's head: "Good disciple... use your flesh and blood."

As soon as the words came out of their mouths, the bodies of the four Baishi shrank rapidly, shriveled, and scorched. They didn't even have time to yell, and finally scattered into ashes on the ground.

Han Zhenzi looked at his hands with satisfaction, the skin on the back of his hands had recovered. "Thank you for your help." He said softly to the ashes on the ground.

Hu Changqing was dumbfounded.He has lived for 500 years, during which time he has seen many monsters and experienced many adventures, and at this moment he suddenly has a creepy feeling.He couldn't help turning his gaze to Mang Tianlong, and saw the same expression as his own on the mang Tianlong's face.

"You...you are Han Zhenzi?" Mang Tianlong's voice trembled slightly.

Han Zhenzi glanced at him in surprise, as if he felt that the question was a bit inexplicable: "Of course I am."

"But—" Han Zhenzi, who I have known and followed for 400 years, will not suck his disciples to ashes, and still look so calm... Mang Tianlong said silently, no, Han Zhenzi is absolutely It is impossible to do such a thing!He attaches great importance to sects, loves his disciples, has no competition with the world by nature, and only focuses on his cultivation.On the night when we first met, he came stepping on fireflies, but he couldn't even bear to trample a bug to death... Is this person in front of him really Han Zhenzi? !

Mang Tianlong was at a loss.

Han Zhenzi didn't care about the struggle of his expression, closed his eyes and sensed himself, frowned and said: "There are still two souls and four souls, not enough..." His eyes swept over Mang Tianlong and Hu Changqing. Feng Shiyu paused for a while, with a look of disappointment on his face: "Although he is a reincarnated body, the remaining soul is too weak to be used much."

Just as he was about to turn around and leave, he stopped suddenly and said, "The Nine Turns Heavenly Heart Bead and the Dryad's Inner Alchemy are still useful, give them back to me." He flicked his sleeves.Two light beads emerged and rose from between the eyebrows of the professed teacher Yu. One was the size of a baby's fist and had nine white cloud patterns on it. The dark green color is the natal inner alchemy of Papa Sang.

Feng Shiyu, whose soul is broken, only relies on these two beads to maintain his vitality. Once he leaves the body at this moment, his brows will immediately turn gray, and his body will gradually become stiff and cold... In desperation, Hu Changqing screamed up to the sky, and his body faded away suddenly , turned into a huge white fox, with sharp teeth like knives, eyes scattered with light, and when a fluffy tail flicked, a small part of the tail protruded faintly - it was another fox that hadn't grown yet tail.

The fox breathed out towards the two beads in mid-air, wrapping them around and quickly falling downwards.

Han Zhenzi said indifferently: "Little fox demon, you dare to block the car with your arms." After saying this, he stretched out his left index finger and middle finger, and with a swipe, an invisible wind blade shot out in the air, cutting the air with a sharp sound.

The wind blade shoots out at an astonishing speed.The fox jumped to the side, avoiding the vital points, but the shoulder was still cut open, and the blood instantly stained a large area of ​​fur.

Han Zhenzi held his right hand in the air, and the Nine-turn Tianxin Bead and Sang Yao Neidan flew towards his palm as if summoned.Compared with the former without any hesitation, the latter was slightly stagnant in the air, with a little green light flickering inside, as if the trace of consciousness remaining on it had hesitated and resisted the master's order.

——Papa Sang!The fox focused his eyes, and seemed to hear an old voice in his ears: "Save... him... unseal..." The voice was extremely weak, but it contained firmness and urgency. After the sound, there was no lingering sound.

The shadow of the towering tree that was about to wither flashed through my mind, accompanied by Feng Shiyu's voice and smile and the simple but painstakingly prepared offerings, and finally fixed on the look in the eyes between the leaves of the bushes when they first met—— There are surprises, doubts, pity, and relief in the eyes, but there is no fear or retreat... The fox closed his eyes for a moment, then opened them, as if he had made a decision in an instant.

It flicked its long tail vigorously, released a black light, and expanded rapidly in mid-air, magnified tens of thousands of times than before. It turned out to be the leather bag tied around the waist, and now it expanded into an overwhelming black cloud. Xiang Han Zhenzi and Mang Tianlong pressed down heavily, and the entire ice and snow region suddenly lost color and became dark.

This unremarkable old leather bag is Hu Changqing's treasure.

While the figures of the two were swallowed by the dark clouds, the inner pill of the mulberry demon that lost its gravity returned to Feng Shiyu's body.The fox curled its long tail, put Feng Shiyu on its back, jumped up, and disappeared into the white mist.

The net-like black cloud shrunk more and more tightly, and there seemed to be countless living creatures struggling and wriggling inside, trying to break through the wall and get out.Suddenly a golden light pierced through the clouds and rushed straight into the sky. The dark clouds trembled and exploded violently, disappearing in a moment.

After the clouds dispersed, the ground was full of fragments of leather bags, and Han Zhenzi and Mang Tianlong appeared.A small red-gold sword was flying around Han Zhenzi's fingertips, making a faint sound of Fengming.He glanced at the fragments on the ground, and expressed regret in his tone: "Wuyundou...there is actually a spiritual weapon on this fox demon, but it is a pity that it has been completely destroyed."

Although the spirit weapon is good, it is just icing on the cake. At this moment, what he cares most about is not external objects, so the regret is fleeting.He looked down at his hands: the knuckles were slender, the bones and flesh were well-proportioned, and the whiteness was like jade carvings, but there was still ice-like stiffness at the fingertips of the ten fingers, which could not be completely removed.The power of time lies dormant there, as if it will spread to the whole body at any time, eventually causing the body to be shattered and weathered without a trace.

There are still two souls and four souls!The soul cannot return to its place, the body cannot be rejuvenated, and the hard planning and 200 years of forbearance will also be annihilated... Han Zhenzi raised his head and said to Mang Tianlong: "Now that you are back, do you want to go again?"

Mang Tianlong was silent, his mind was in a mess.He is nostalgic for the time when he was with Han Zhenzi, but after the incident that happened that year, and after the other party reappeared in this unexpected way, this nostalgia is mixed with many unspeakable emotions...

Han Zhenzi looked at him, and suddenly smiled: "Why, are you afraid of swallowing me again?"

Mang Tianlong's expression was unpredictable.

"Don't worry, I won't fool you with stand-in technique again this time." Han Zhenzi said, patting him on the shoulder habitually, just like when he was still a snake, gently stroking the scales on the side of his neck, with majesty in his intimacy , "Because I won't let the same stupid thing happen twice."

Mang Tianlong let this familiar touch envelope him, and he had the illusion of turning back time in a trance, as if he was still the little snake that had just opened his mind, crawling on the ground, looking up at the opponent's tall back with envious and awe-inspiring eyes.

"Come back, I need you to help me find other suitable souls." Han Zhenzi said.

Mang Tianlong knew he couldn't refuse.

The author has something to say:

Well, that's right, the "Fifth Disciple Wei Yi under the Master's Throne" in the article is the "Real Man Wei Yi" in "Fallen Immortal", so this seems to be a related story about his master Han Zhenzi... Khan