Something is wrong with Jian Zun

With Xiaofu leading the way, the direction of everyone's progress became much clearer.

Back then, Gu Junyi traveled almost from both worlds of yin and yang to find Lu Tingxue, and he didn't know where he learned the little tricks. Not only did Fu Ren have exactly the same temperament as Chu Wen, but he could also reproduce Chu Wen's time when he passed by every place. demeanor of action.

After walking for a while, Chu Zhaoliu noticed the important point sensitively: "Xie San, have you noticed that senior brother has hardly stopped walking all the way?"

He lowered his voice: "It's like... knowing the destination very well, knowing where to go next."

Xie Ming nodded, and added: "Or, there is something that is taking him away."

Chu Zhaoliu's eyelids twitched.

Chu Wen's vigilance is not bad, he will follow a certain person or a certain way to walk in, except that this iceberg is related to Fuyue Immortal, he can't think of other reasons.

It's been a safe journey through this journey.

Yan Zhuchen frowned: "This is too quiet, it doesn't feel like that style."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a faint sound of flapping wings in the cold and silent passage. Chu Zhaoliu followed his reputation, and what appeared in his eyes were crystal clear butterflies with ice blue bodies and fluttering wings. Flying, beautiful and exquisite, not like a living thing.

The moment the butterfly appeared, there seemed to be a strange fragrance in the air.

Only when Chu Zhaoliu raised his vigilance did he notice that the smell was like Xie Ming's clean and pleasant breath.

He was stunned for a moment, then his waist tightened the next moment, Xie Ming grabbed him to his side, Minghong got out of the sheath in response, and with a "clang", all the cold butterflies that rushed to the front were turned into powder .

The crystal clear powder dissipated in the air, but the strange fragrance became even stronger.

The others, including Chiu Chiu, were still in a daze, but Xie Ming was not affected at all, and played the piece of crystal fragments falling in the air with a flick of his fingers, and gently let go of Chu Zhaoliu: "Be careful."

Chu Zhaoliu said dumbfoundedly, pinched the space between his brows, moved closer to Xie Ming's neck and sniffed, his eyes full of doubts: "I seem to smell your scent."

Like a little beast.

Xie Ming let him sniff, and said lightly: "What I smell is your breath."

The others also woke up, Yan Zhuchen's expression changed suddenly: "I just saw Master!"

Xuan Ying also flicked his tail, stared at the depths of the ice cave, his eyes became sharp, and he let out a threatening growl from his throat, and asked at the same time: "Why doesn't your anti-virus mouth mask work?"

Jiujiu, who was the weakest, came back to his senses at the latest, flapping his wings excitedly and flying in front of Chu Zhaoliu: "Jiujiu, chirp, chirp!"

Mother Chirp, I see me turning into a super-super-big beautiful phoenix.

Chu Zhaoliu caught the little guy, and rubbed the little guy's head amusedly: "This thing can actually fascinate our minds, what will happen if we are touched by it?"

As soon as the words fell, a large group of ice-blue cold butterflies flew from the depths of the cave.

Chu Zhaoliu frowned, and was just about to take a fire talisman when Jiujiu flew out of his arms, spitting out a piece of phoenix real fire at the flock of cold butterflies that rushed towards him. .

Before a large group of butterflies approached, they disappeared without a trace.

The White Wolf King stared at this little thing that was not as big as his palm in shock: "This is... a phoenix?!"

Yan Zhuchen was amazed: "This is Phoenix!"

Jiujiu puffed out his chest proudly.

That's right, it is the beautiful and noble Phoenix Chirp.

Unexpectedly, the little guy could solve this kind of trouble, Chu Zhaoliu raised his eyebrows, and praised without hesitation: "Son, you did a great job, even better than your father!"

The little guy immediately worked harder.

Xie Ming indifferently glanced at the little fat bird jumping up and down and spouting fire to extinguish the cold butterfly, and then at Chu Zhaoliu, silently.

The little talisman floating in the air seemed to have encountered something, and held his sword to resist.

Not long after, the little man suddenly stopped.

Jiujiu also suddenly let out a terrified chirp.

After a while, several people had walked out of the narrow ice passage and onto a trestle bridge of ice, with a bottomless cold cave underneath.

At the moment of stepping out of the ice passage, tens of thousands of cold butterflies flapped their wings and flew in all directions.

Jiujiu's weak figure was completely buried by countless cold butterflies. Although the little guy is a phoenix who is not afraid of the extreme cold, he is too young after all, and there is only so much in his stomach.

Chu Zhaoliu said sharply, "Xie Ming!"

Needless to say, Ming Hongjian's sword energy has already surged out, opening a path!

Chu Zhaoliu flew over, surrounded by hundreds of fire talismans, and the cold butterflies could not get close, so they scattered one after another. Chu Zhaoliu fished out the submerged Jiujiu and hugged him. Turning his head, he happened to see Yan Zhuchen was trapped on the edge by Handie.

Just as he was about to go up to rescue him, Xuanying who was closest raised his paw and crushed a cold butterfly with one slap.

The moment he touched Handie with his claws, the ice immediately spread upwards from the place he touched!

Seeing the ice creeping upwards and about to freeze herself, Xuanying decisively broke off that front paw, and glanced at Chu Zhaoliu's little talisman out of the corner of her eye: "Your talisman jumped down!"

The little man who seemed to be resisting something was trapped on the trestle bridge, and immediately jumped into the ice cave that could not be seen to the bottom!

Chu Zhaoliu put his arms around Jiujiu, and said without hesitation: "Jump!"

Xuan Ying rolled her tail, threw Yan Zhuchen onto her back, and jumped down, Xie Ming also shuttled to Chu Zhaoliu's side, raised a big cloak to wrap each of them up, hugged him and jumped!

Chu Zhaoliu got his head out of the cloak and turned his head to take a look.

The flooded Han Die chased and flew down for a while, but in the end they still didn't follow.

The ice cave was much deeper than they expected, and it took a long time for everyone to fall to the ground.

Yan Zhuchen turned over and jumped off Xuanying's back, feeling extremely complicated, mixed with guilt: "Wolf King, what's wrong with your hand, let me show you."

Chu Zhaoliu also looked over.

The situation was urgent, and he didn't expect that Xuanying would choose to save Yan Zhuchen, and even decisively crippled one of his forelimbs.

Xuanying was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses, and sneered disdainfully: "What? You don't think I broke my hand to save you, do you? Hahahaha how is that possible! Mere human beings."

As he spoke, he shook his tail, and the missing forearm actually reappeared, returning to a wolf with healthy limbs: "This arm has long since disappeared. It's just a blindfold created by the evil spirit. Human beings are human beings. not come out."

Yan Zhuchen: "..."

The corner of Chu Zhaoliu's mouth twitched: "May I ask, how did you become the White Wolf King?"

Xuanying's tone was a bit arrogant: "Then do you still need to ask? Naturally because I am the strongest."

Chu Zhaoliu said in his heart, with you as a world-renowned leader, your White Wolf Clan will be miserable for eight lifetimes.

He looked down at Jiujiu, who was half dead in his arms, and gently tapped the little guy's head with his fingertips to show comfort. Looking around, the little Furen also made new moves.

When Furen fell down, he was not like Chu Zhaoliu and others, who had spiritual power to protect his body and fell to the ground calmly. Instead, he fell firmly, and after a long while, he supported himself slowly from the ice with his sword. Get up, limp a little, and move on.

Chu Zhaoliu's heart skipped a beat.

The few of them came here together, and they were able to protect each other. Chu Wen came to the extreme north alone, and maybe he hadn't even healed his injuries.

Even Xuanying became quiet, and they followed Furen who was walking slowly on the ground, and walked along the underground river under the ice cave for a while.

Xie Ming suddenly said: "There were signs of fighting around the dark river."

Chu Zhaoliu also noticed: "It seems that there is something huge and entrenched here. The other sword marks must be the senior brother. It seems that the senior brother is nearby!"

Soon, Fu Ren led several people into a short road, and his vision suddenly became a little dim.

At this moment, a small sound came again.

Xie Mingjian moved with his heart, and immediately met the attacking thing with a sound, Chu Zhaoliu's ear twitched, and his expression changed drastically: "No spring sword? Xie San stop, it's senior brother!"

Xie Ming also sensed something was wrong the moment he handed over the sword, and withdrew the piercing sword energy, flew back a few feet, and returned to Chu Zhaoliu's side.

Standing at the end of the passage, the figure behind the light also stopped. Hearing Chu Zhaoliu's figure, it took a long while before he asked in a shy voice, "Little brother?"

Xuan Ying looked up in surprise: "Eldest nephew?"

Chu Zhaoliu ran over quickly and saw the person with the sword clearly.

Sure enough, it was Chu Wen.

His eyes were still a little dazed, he didn't seem to have suffered any serious injuries, but he looked exhausted from his body to his soul, exhausted to the extreme, as if he would fall to the ground with a light push. Can't get up either.

So much so that when he saw Chu Zhaoliu, he wanted to smile habitually, but he couldn't pull the corners of his mouth.

Chu Zhaoliu turned sideways quickly: "Uncle Yan, come and have a look! Brother, why are you here, what happened, and did you get hurt?"

Chu Wen shook his head, declined Yan Zhuchen's action to diagnose his pulse, and said in a hoarse voice, "Junior Brother, I have found Master."

Chu Zhaoliu was startled.

Chu Wen pursed his pale lips, leaned against the ice wall as if he was exhausted, and stepped aside.

After the ice passage, there is a very open place, the ground is covered with flowers and plants like ice crystals, in the dark underground, there is a faint light shining, illuminating the underground world created by the cold ice.

As for Fuyue Immortal Venerable, he was sitting not far away, standing cross-legged and silent.

Without getting close to confirm, Chu Zhaoliu could feel that this was indeed the body of Immortal Fuyue.

But in the body, the soul is gone.

He lost his mind for a moment.

Did they guess wrong?

The Master has nothing to do with the Fallen Immortal?

Chu Wen's voice was hoarse, and he slowly added: "...and Yao Wang, and your parents."

Yan Zhuchen held his breath at first, and flashed to the side with a wink to cover the wolf king's mouth, which was about to babble, and almost put his fist into Xuanying's mouth when he heard the sound: "My master?!"

Chu Zhaoliu opened his eyes wide: "My parents?"

Chu Wen nodded, without asking why they stayed with the White Wolf King, turned around, and led a few people into this ice and snow world.

The eyes suddenly opened up, surrounded by ice walls made of thousands of years of ice.

Chu Zhaoliu glanced over Fuyue Xianzun who was sitting in the middle, and at a glance he found three figures frozen in the ice wall.

They were the parents of Yao Wang and Chu Zhaoliu.

They were frozen in the ice wall, as if frozen in that moment by time.

Yan Zhuchen's gentle demeanor suddenly disappeared completely, and rushed over: "Master!"

Before he pulled out all his belongings and tried to break through the ice wall, Chu Zhaoliu swallowed an unsealed medicine without a word, pulled out the nameless sword, and exploded. The spiritual power released was condensed on the tip of the sword, and there was a clang!

The Wuming Sword, which can stab fallen immortals, can only leave a shallow mark on the ten-thousand-year-old ice.

He stared at the shallow mark, his chest rose and fell, he gritted his teeth and pressed it with his hands, but he couldn't touch the person inside.

The cold air of the ice was enough to freeze the hands of ordinary monks to death. Xie Ming grabbed his hand back and just stuck it on. Chu Zhaoliu's hand was already frostbitten.

Chu Zhaoliu turned his head to look at him, only then did he realize that Chu Zhaoliu's eyes were already red, and his voice trembled slightly, almost aggrieved: "Xie Ming, my parents are inside."

But he couldn't break through the wall.

He just made such a soft sound, but Xie Ming felt a prick in his heart, and his tone became softer: "Well, but we have found them, and we will rescue them soon."

Chu Zhaoliu met those eyes that were always calm and cold, and the hot blood rushing to his brain slowly calmed down. He closed his eyes, took a light breath, and stopped trying to use his sword to break through the wall in vain.

Yan Zhuchen also woke up for three minutes, and cursed: "What does Fallen Immortal mean?! What does he want to do!"

Want to tell them that even if the person they want to save is right in front of them, they can't save them?

Chu Wen sighed silently: "I have tried it for the past few days, and the ice wall cannot be broken through with brute force."

Chu Zhaoliu took one last look at the three people who were frozen inside the wall, and forced himself to turn his head: "Brother, how did you find this place?"

Chu Wen leaned on the Buchun Sword, leaning against the Fuyue Immortal, pursed his pale and chapped lips, and said in a low voice: "After we parted, I was recovering from my injuries while on my way to the extreme north. There was an avalanche, and after escaping, I passed by this iceberg... The moment I passed by, I seemed to hear the voice of Master."

So he didn't hesitate too much. After leaving a mark along the way, he walked into the iceberg and walked all the way down. He also encountered the cold butterfly.

There were so many cold butterflies that he was almost exhausted, he had to jump down the ice cave to hide, and found here by mistake.

"A giant snake made of ice is entangled in the glacier. After fighting with it for half a day, the spiritual power in my body was almost exhausted. I found a short path, so I wanted to find a place to meditate and rest..."

Then he walked to the end and looked up, and saw the immortal body of Fuyue Immortal Venerable.

Chu Zhaoliu listened to his narration getting lower and lower, his eyes fell on Fuyue Immortal Venerable, still in a daze, he looked at Xie Ming.

Xie Ming silently nodded.

This body is indeed an empty shell.

With the facts before his eyes, it was still hard for Chu Zhaoliu to believe that Master had already sat down here.

The silent annihilation of the soul.

Chu Wen's face became paler and paler than paper, and he stared blankly at Immortal Fuyue for a while, suddenly it was difficult to look directly at him, he buried his face in his arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "Little brother, you don't know, come here Before arriving in the extreme north, I, I even doubted Master...I really..."

All the voices were blocked in the throat, and the last thing that came out was just a weeping sound like crying.

Chu Zhaoliu let out a deep breath, unable to speak a word for a while.

If Fuyue Xianzun knew behind him, his three beloved disciples all doubted him, how absurd it would be.

However, if the immortal cultivator really dies, he will basically lose his mind and soul, and there will be no chance of reincarnation.

The faint light shone on Fuyue Immortal's face, as gentle as ever.

The White Wolf King lay beside him, looked at the culprit resentfully, and said, "Nephew, don't be sad, you still have me!"

Under the heavy blow of grief, Chu Wen's mood was almost numb. He lifted his face out of his hands and stared at him blankly.

It was because he was well-bred that he didn't draw his sword immediately.

The White Wolf King seemed very unaccustomed to such a scene, scratching his head and scratching his head: "You must be very curious about your father, follow me back to the clan!"

Chu Wen closed his eyes, pressed down the furious murderous heart that rose up for a moment, and said coldly: "I'm not curious."

At the beginning, he and his mother were locked in that dungeon, and watched his mother die of typhoid fever. Because of his half-demon blood, he was drowned alive in the sea as a sacrifice to appease the anger of the sea.

If it wasn't for Fuyue Xianzun passing by to save him, how could he still be sitting here.

If it is said that the Buddhist sect believes in Buddhism, Chu Wen believes in the master.

The White Wolf King said anxiously: "Back then when humans and monsters were fighting, the wolf clan was also very resistant to the human race. Your father is the next wolf king. If you bring you back to the clan, you will probably be eaten directly."

Seeing that Chu Wen was silent, his voice also lowered: "So your father went back to the clan and told the clan chief and elders that he was no longer the wolf king, so he was severely injured by the elders in the clan and expelled from the wolf pack." , but he was very happy. After bidding farewell to me, he left the group and wanted to find you. Not long after, I heard news from the human race that several human monks met a wounded white wolf..."

Chu Wen's pupils shrank.

The White Wolf King didn't continue, but the ending was obvious.

He said sullenly: "It was too late when I rushed over, your father didn't abandon you on purpose, he just... couldn't find you."

Chu Wen's lips opened and closed a few times, but he couldn't utter a single syllable.

Jiujiu, who fell asleep in Chu Zhaoliu's arms for a while, suddenly poked his head out. He didn't know what he saw, and suddenly became excited: "Jiujiu, Jiujiu!"

Chu Zhaoliu looked up, and saw the cold butterfly coming out of the short path of the ice wall.

The originally silent people immediately got up and drew their swords, Yan Zhuchen said in astonishment: "Why did you follow here?!"

Large swaths of cold butterflies poured into this space, and with the flapping of their wings, crystal powder flew.

Before Jiujiu could recover, Xie Ming gave a brief warning: "Stay with the immortal, be more careful."

After speaking, the sword energy transformed into form, and went up to meet him.

Everyone was solving the troublesome Han Die, carefully paying attention not to be touched by Han Die. Chu Wen had also tasted the power of Han Die before, and stood by the side of Fuyue Xianzun every step of the way.

The unblocking medicine that Chu Zhaoliu had taken had not yet expired, and he was about to go up to help, but Jiujiu suddenly yelled louder.

"what happened?"

Chu Zhaoliu's footsteps paused, but it was difficult to understand the bird's language, and it was only after Chirping's efforts from the sound to the wings to the feet that he slowly understood.

"Master?"

Jiujiu tapped Fuyue Immortal Venerable with the tip of his wings, then tapped himself, pointed to the sky, and made another falling movement.

Chu Zhaoliu murmured: "...Master, brought you from the sky to the human world?"

Jiujiu nodded wildly.

Chu Zhaoliu's eyebrows jumped wildly.

The spiritual power in the human world is exhausted, and it has been lost through time. There has not been a legendary beast like the phoenix in nearly ten thousand years.

Where did Fozong get the phoenix eggs from?

Is it possible that Jiujiu is a phoenix egg brought down by a fallen fairy who was driven from the fairy world?

On the side away from the sea, Jiujiu was so soaked in the sea that he fell into a coma early and failed to see the Fuyue Immortal.

Until now, Jiujiu was sober enough to see the Fuyue Immortal for the first time.

Since it can recognize Immortal Fuyue and feel the aura of Fuyue Immortal, then...

Completely losing all sound, Fuyue Immortal Venerable who was like an empty shell suddenly opened his eyes.

He smiled slightly: "Long time no see, Little Phoenix."

"The plan was so smooth, I didn't expect it to be seen through by you in the end."

Chu Wen turned his head abruptly, almost made a crisp click on his neck, and called out in disbelief, "Master?!"

Xie Ming's pupils shrank suddenly, and he suddenly looked back.

Chu Zhaoliu subconsciously wanted to pull Chu Wen away.

But it was too late.

Everything happened in a blink of an eye, Fuyue Immortal Venerable stretched out his hand, and lightly tapped it casually.

Countless cold butterflies flew over, suddenly turned into thousands of crystal clear powder, like countless stars at the end of the night sky.

"Since the master and apprentice are together, the master will finally invite you to have a good dream."