Disciple, come to be a magician

"Aside from this, is there anything else?" Yin Xinhua thought about the way she held her high, and felt that it was a bit too outstanding, and she didn't ask too much.

"It's gone." Shen Ronghuan said indifferently.

"Then... hold it high?"

Yin Xinhua hesitated to confirm his treatment.

"En." Shen Ronghuan nodded slightly, but looked at her with a bit of pity in his eyes.

Before Yin Xinhua could figure out where the pity in her eyes came from, a sense of weightlessness suddenly struck her. She took a closer look and found that her body was suddenly lifted up.

Yin Xinhua: "???"

Is this just raising your head high?

It was as if a strong man came and easily lifted the heavy tripod.Yin Xinhua also enjoyed the feeling of being lifted up just like the tripod.

However, she didn't like such treatment very much.

"You asked for it." As if knowing that Yin Xinhua was in a bad mood, Shen Ronghuan stabbed Yin Xinhua's fragile heart in a sullen way.

Yin Xinhua, unable to keep calm, silently made a request, "I think... I can go by myself."

No matter which method it is, Yin Xinhua thinks that she can't control it, why don't she ask Shen Ronghuan to hug someone else?

In fact, she can still go. She is a monk who has already established a foundation. Even if her spiritual power is sealed, her physical fitness must be better than that of ordinary people.

Sensing someone's resistance, plus Shen Ronghuan himself didn't like this action, he complied with her and let her go.

Of course, in the process of putting the person down, he pretended to tease her casually.

"You... are really troublesome."

Yin Xinhua: "..."

It's obviously because of her cognitive problems, hugging someone is like carrying a sandbag?Shouldn't lifting high be hugging, lifting high, and then continuing to hug?Why is she lifting the tripod?

God knows that when he was lifted up, his little heart was beating wildly, which almost didn't scare him.

After Shen Ronghuan put the person down, his eyes hidden under the butterfly wing mask looked around. The earthquake was still there, but its power was a little less than before.

The gloomy environment will always bring a lot of pressure to people, even if they are not alone, there is an indescribable feeling flowing around them.

In order to take Yin Xinhua away just now, the flame in Shen Ronghuan's palm had already been retracted, and the only light around them was the light that came in from above their heads.

"Hey, don't you think this place is a little too weird?" Yin Xinhua couldn't help but rubbed his arms and asked with a foul breath.Here...it's still quite warm, but why did it start to cool down all of a sudden?

"What's weird?" Shen Ronghuan looked at her puzzled and asked, "Why is there frost on your body?"

It's getting colder here?But she herself is a fire attribute spiritual root, so she is very sensitive to changes in temperature.

If it wasn't for the surrounding problems, then Frost came from Yin Xinhua herself.

She stared intently at Yin Xinhua, who was wearing a crescent white dress and a light-colored cape, looking like a young lady from an aristocratic family going out to play.

There was a little dust on the dark-colored boots, but ice-blue frost appeared on the upper.Looking up, the hem of the skirt was also stained a lot, and some of it formed ice pendants and hung on it.

There was a little blush on the delicate face, probably from the cold, and it set off the fullness of the lips, the long eyelashes were raised, and the corners of the eyes were bewitching red, like a very seductive banshee.

On the long black hair, it seemed as if someone threw away flowers with a fairy, and sprinkled frost on the soft and smooth hair lightly, like stars dotted in the dark night.

Before Yin Xinhua could reply, Shen Ronghuan looked at her suspiciously, pointed to the frost on her body and asked, "You...are you alright?"

Yin Xinhua rolled her eyes, her teeth chattered up and down, and Frost ran over to kiss her eyelashes mischievously between her brows and eyes.

She said: "I'm almost dying of cold, do you think I'm okay?"

"Looking at how you can still piss people off, this sect master thinks you're fine." Shen Ronghuan glanced at her faintly, chuckled, and pointed to the frost on her body, "Your ice root? resonance?"

"Do you know where this is?" Yin Xinhua's eyes lit up when he heard it, and he patted the ice scum on his body.If you know where this is, it will be much easier.

"Do you think... you and our sect master will be lucky enough to fall into the tomb of the Mahayana monks that everyone is flocking to?" Shen Ronghuan pointed at her, then at himself, and asked in a teasing tone Yin Xinhua.

Although it was a guess, but thinking about the frost on Yin Xinhua's body, I felt somewhat certain in my heart.

There are three mutant spiritual roots, among which ice-type spiritual roots and wind-type spiritual roots are relatively rare.But the most rare spiritual root that is also the darling of heaven is the thunder root.

'雷' means thunder.

During the long period of cultivation, monks will attract a thunder calamity when they reach a certain level.

Lei Jie is also divided into three, six, and nine grades. The stronger the power of Lei Jie, after passing through, he will be stronger than his fellow monks.

But what?Thunder Tribulation is an opportunity, yes, it is the most dangerous opportunity.

Passing over is a new life.If you can't get over it, it's the end.

And monks with Thundering Roots are much more relaxed than other monks with Lightning Roots when crossing the Lightning Tribulation. Therefore, once a person with the attribute of Thundering Roots appears, it will definitely attract competition from various forces.

Those who have Thunder Lingen will have an easy time practicing on the road.As long as he didn't fall on the way, he would be a monk in the distraction period no matter what.

And the Mahayana period?It depends on the talent of the other party. If the talent is superior to others, this Mahayana period may be a matter of course.

In recent years in the realm of comprehension, there are not many monks who can survive the thunder calamity, the heart demon calamity, and be promoted to the Mahayana cultivation base.

Therefore, how many sects are eyeing the tomb of this Mahayana monk, even if you don't participate in it, you can feel the harbinger of the storm.

"Are you thinking too much?" Yin Xinhua retorted contemptuously, "Where is such a good thing in the world, you said it might be in the tomb of a Mahayana monk?"

With a light movement of lotus steps, Shen Ronghuan stood in front of Yin Xinhua in just one breath, and approached her.

Under her puzzled eyes, the fingers like fine suet jade poked her dantian one after another.

A soft sentence turned into a sharp blade and landed on the tip of her heart, "Then tell this sect master why the ice root in your body is so violent? Just like... that person."

Shen Ronghuan put the word 'that person' in his mouth, and spoke in a long voice, as if the wine had been brewed for a long time, and finally poured it into a porcelain cup for people to taste.

Hearing this, Yin Xinhua's expression changed, and he pushed the person away violently.He even took a few steps back with himself, as if he wanted to distance himself from her.

"I don't understand what you're talking about?" Yin Xinhua replied cautiously.

Shen Ronghuan helped the butterfly mask on his face, tilted his head to look at her, like an innocent child.

She asked: "Why are you panicking? The head of this sect is just guessing. Who made the two of you have ice spirit roots?"

As Shen Ronghuan said, he suddenly paused for a moment, his eyes gleamed with water, inadvertently adding a bit of evil spirit.

She went on to say: "You must know that the ice root is a mutated root. Although it is not so rare, it is also from the perspective of other mutated roots."

"But~ Take a closer look, you and her..."

Shen Ronghuan deliberately elongated his tone, his heart was full of bad humor, scaring people so that a little heart was beating.

"It's not very similar, maybe the head of the sect made a mistake."

After finishing speaking, Shen Ronghuan shook his head regretfully.

The big stone that Yin Xinhua was carrying on his heart fell to the ground with a bang, and his frowning brows relaxed.

However, without her knowing, Shen Ronghuan was observing herself carefully.

After seeing Yin Xinhua relax, the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously, what a little idiot.

How does this make her let go?

Out of the corner of the eye, I saw a smile on the corner of someone's mouth, and thinking about what she said, Yin Xinhua immediately exploded.

This person is too bad, he even made fun of himself!

Yin Xinhua snorted coldly, expressing her dissatisfaction, "Can you stop panting when you speak?"

"Oh, yes?" Shen Ronghuan smiled, the corners of his mouth raised again, "But, do you want to explain the reason for the irritable ice root in your body?"

"There's nothing to explain, it's definitely being suppressed... huh..." Yin Xinhua curled her lips, and answered nonchalantly, but she was stunned as she spoke.

suppressed?

When she came in, the high platform in her body didn't feel anything threatening to her.

Now it is being suppressed, what is the reason for the current situation.

Absolutely...

"The tomb of monks in the Mahayana period!"

Yin Xinhua and Shen Ronghuan said in unison.

Meeting those clear eyes with a smile and seeing through everything, Yin Xinhua touched her nose unconsciously, feeling a little embarrassed.

The other party has already seen where this is, and reminded himself, but he was treated as a joke by himself... It is really a sin.

"You are Binglinggen, and this Mahayana monk is also Binglinggen, so you choose the path." Shen Ronghuan stroked his smooth chin and said in an irrefutable tone.

As the saying goes, make the best use of everything, who doesn't love the ready-made ice spirit root as a guide?

Yin Xinhua twitched the corners of her mouth, and the guilt in her heart was shattered into dregs after she finished saying this.She knew that what this man said was not credible.

After thinking about it, Yin Xinhua actually felt that the other party's proposal was very good.

Besides, an inexplicable voice sounded in her mind from time to time, and she felt... this voice must have something to do with the tomb of the Mahayana monks.

Even though Yin Xinhua agreed with Shen Ronghuan's suggestion in his heart, he still had to do enough on the surface.

She frowned, and reluctantly agreed, "Since that's the case, that's the only way to go."

"Where do you think you want to go?"

"This way?"

Yin Xinhua subconsciously chose a location, and after she finished pointing, she suddenly felt the spiritual power in her body begin to flow.

The flow of spiritual power meant that her spiritual power was no longer sealed.So, it was leading her there.

Feeling uneasy, Yin Xinhua lowered his head slightly, and quietly followed behind Shen Ronghuan.

She had to find a way to separate from Shen Ronghuan.Otherwise, after the spiritual power in her body is unsealed, the exercises she uses will definitely make her suspicious again.

Not yet.

Can't be found yet...