Saying Fu Yixue away, Nie Wushuang turned to the stone house, looked at the newly added tea set in the house, poured incense tea, and drank it himself. His thoughts flew. He originally remembered his childhood situation and felt quite moved, but he also thought that he had entered the Kaiyemen as a choreographer. Later, by chance, he obtained the Three Life Art, Chaos Eye, and has been with him until now, but his cultivation has reached the ninth level of Qi training that he had never dared to think about before.

While drinking tea, Nie Wushuang said to himself: "Life is in the world, no matter how he is, this trip to the cold pond is worth it, it's a pity..." When he said this, his mind was filled with smoke and clouds, and he couldn't help but feel a little joy. After the joy, he felt a lot of sorrow. After all, this trip to the cold pond is unknown.

In this way, Nie Wushuang either went to the fields to sort out spiritual herbs and spiritual tea or drink tea alone. During this period, he went to the library to borrow a number of books on demonizing weapons, and carefully recorded the characteristics of demonizing weapons: It turns out that the biggest difference between demonizing weapons and ordinary weapons is that it lies in the light yellow streaming light surrounding the body of the demonizing weapons. Unless the body of the demonizing weapons retracts the flowing light, as long as the light yellow streaming light flows around the weapon itself, the weapon can basically be confirmed to be demonizing weapons.

This recognition method was summarized by Nie Wushuang after reading many books. Although it is not the most accurate, it is basically the most accurate and simplest way among various recognition methods.

Although life was easy, Nie Wushuang's mind was full of sorrow. He thought about the matter that he wanted to do for Fu Xuesong, and it was probably that his life would be lost. So he carefully checked the information about the demonized weapon. Nie Wushuang felt that he knew more about the demonized weapon. Then he would naturally find out what Fu Xuesong wanted at that time, so that he would have a chance to survive. However, after Zhao Lai looked for it, although there were many records about the demonized weapon, most books had similar descriptions, and there were very few mentions about the demon clan, and there were few contradictions between the human clan and the demon clan.

When Nie Wushuang originally wanted to find some books that specifically talked about the secrets of the shemale and demon clans, he found that even if he found the books, he would probably not have time to study them, because more than ten days had passed.

In the past ten days, Nie Wushuang was not only happy when he thought of Bu Yanyun, but also felt more depressed at other times. He was looking forward to it, but he neither saw Fu Xuesong coming nor Bu Yanyun going up the mountain. He thought that this trip was afraid of the danger of being in danger. He secretly thought: "Oh, this master will never come back, and I don't know when he will come. Anyway, there is nothing wrong with it. Why not go and see Senior Sister Bu? The four medium-grade spirit stones she left behind last time, and I can't use them now. It's better to return them to her."

He said he would leave, Nie Wushuang packed up and hung the storage bag around his waist. When he pushed the door open, he suddenly felt a gust of wind blowing. He could only hear the whistle in his ears, and his body suddenly soaring into the air. He was about to struggle, but he heard Fu Xuesong's voice coming: "Don't move, I'll take you to the Liaoshui Hantan."

Hearing that it was Fu Xuesong's words, Nie Wushuang calmed down and stopped struggling, just silently planning.

The scenery around him could not be seen clearly. The speed of the flying speed of the qi-training monk Jiedan was far beyond that of a qi-training monk like Nie Wushuang. He didn't even know where he was. A clamor sound came, and the wind cut him like a knife. Nie Wushuang only felt dizzy. After a moment, he felt a cold current and his whole body could not help but wrap it tightly. After a while, Fu Xuesong's speed slowed down, and Nie Wushuang then saw the scene in front of him clearly.

The continuous mountains are endless. Among the lush mountains, a mountain is snow-white from the hillside to the top of the mountain. The top of the mountain seems to have been dug out a large piece. Above the big bowl, white mist rises, and among the clouds, the blue lake water is dancing in the sunlight.

When he fell down, Nie Wushuang looked at the clear water in front of him and couldn't help but praise: "What a pool of lake water."

Fu Xuesong stood with his hands behind his back, stood beside Nie Wushuang, and sneered: "It's a place where people's corpses are buried."

Nie Wushuang looked up and was shocked. When he was looking in the air, the mountain peak was not big, let alone the lake that was the size of a bowl on the top of the mountain. But when he was in the scene, he could see that the cold pond was invisible at first glance. He only felt the air conditioner rising around him, and the sound of wind came, causing him to fight cold wars all over his body.

Fu Xuesong threw a big mink coat over and said, "If you put it on, the coldness in this slump and cold pond is not enough to kill anyone. However, I dare not determine whether you can resist the chill if you are just a qi-training monk."

Nie Wushuang looked at the lake water in front of him and said strangely: "In such a bitter and cold place, why does this lake water show no sign of freezing?"

Fu Xuesong said: "This place is strange and is known as one of the eight forbidden areas of Yunmeng Continent. Since it is a forbidden area, it has its own unique side. The cold pond has existed for tens of thousands of years. At first, the people here were demon cultivators of the demon clan. Later, it was repeatedly reported that there were treasures here, and people from other races came constantly. Some people came in groups and some people entered alone. At first, everyone wanted to find some treasures, such as Qi training disciples, foundation-building disciples, demon spirits, demon soldiers, demon soldiers, demon generals, etc.

Wait, but no one has ever walked out of the person who entered. Gradually, everyone listed this place as one of the eight forbidden areas. People's forbidden areas are usually forbidden to enter, but it is not. As long as you want to enter, you can enter casually, but it is easy to enter here, but there is no one coming out. Later, this place has more cultivators from the elixir, Nascent Soul, and even the God-Transforming and Void Refining Realm, but no one has come out. So this place has become a real forbidden area."

Fu Xuesong said this, glanced at Nie Wushuang, and continued: "It is rumored that this place is not a simple cold pond, which is strange and unusual, but one thing is that the higher the cultivation level here, the greater the threat. It is rumored that if you want to enter this place, you must be a cultivator with a strong sea of ​​consciousness."

Nie Wushuang nodded and said, "That's why you came to me? My cultivation is not high, but my sea of ​​consciousness is strong. Do you think I have a chance to come out?"

Fu Xuesong said: "Yes, there are various rumors here, and some people say that this place is a world, so I am not sure what it is. But after I investigated it from multiple sources, I have confirmed that the higher my cultivation level, the faster it dissipates when entering, and the stronger the sea of ​​consciousness, the longer it can support it when entering."

Nie Wushuang said: "Actually, this requirement is very contradictory. Generally speaking, if you only have a pill, how can you condense the sea of ​​consciousness? How can you say that the sea of ​​consciousness is strong?" He looked at Hantan, stopped talking, and after a moment, he said: "Yes, I may be an alien among them."

Fu Xuesong said: "That's true. You can only cultivate your qi and cultivate your mind to condense the sea of ​​consciousness. I have never heard of this kind of thing, otherwise how could I have thought of letting you come here?"

Nie Wushuang suddenly turned his head, looked at Fu Xuesong, and said, "Master, I only have one thing. If I die, Senior Sister Bu is in danger, please help me."

Fu Xuesong shook his head and said, "Wu Shuang, I have known you for a while. When I first met you, I was trying to peek into the secrets in your heart. Today, I told you the truth by the cold pond. I have a feeling that I have never missed this feeling in my two hundred years of my life: you are my opportunity."

Nie Wushuang laughed and said, "Master, are you comforting me? Is this deadly, how can you talk about opportunities? Even if everything you said is right, I, Nie Wushuang, is just a disciple of Qi training, and can compare with the Nascent Soul and the God-transforming Cultivator?"

Fu Xuesong's face was solemn, and he said word by word: "There is the greatest opportunity between heaven and earth." After saying that, he continued: "The so-called opportunity is a kind of luck of a monk. If you are about cultivation, Situ Shao practices the fifth level of Qi, what about you? If you are about cultivation, don't singly say the fourth level of foundation building, and it is easy to practice the sixth level of foundation building. What about you? If you are about cultivation, I, Fu Xuesong, form the sixth level of Dan, what about you? If you are only practicing cultivation, you can kill you with one of us! But what about the result?"

Nie Wushuang looked at the wide lake and said, "Old Fu, as you said, I am afraid that this place will die if you enter. I don't understand what the opportunity you mentioned just now. In my opinion, maybe it's luck, right? Lao Fu, I have a feeling that although there is danger here, if I enter, I may not die! Don't ask me why I feel this way. To be honest, I don't know, but there seems to be a voice in my mind telling me that I should go! So... I'm here."

Fu Xuesong laughed and suddenly took out a wine pot from his arms. Two wine glasses were spitting out spirits, and the wine glasses floated in the air. With the cold, the wine entered the pot, and the extremely hot wine glasses instantly emitted white air. Fu Xuesong said, "It's done."

Nie Wushuang grabbed the wine glass in the air with one hand, and suddenly pushed the steaming wine glass onto Fu Xuesong's hand. He turned around to face the wide lake, jumped and shouted loudly: "Old Fu, I wish me good luck. If I, Nie Wushuang, die, I will drink your glass of wine again."

Fu Xuesong looked at Nie Wushuang's figure slowly falling into the lake water from the air, and suddenly smiled: "The center of the lake is only two breaths away from the lakeside. In just two breaths, how many Nascent Soul monks' body disappeared in the blink of an eye? Nie Wushuang, you are indeed yours. You kid, you can gather the sea of ​​consciousness by practicing qi, which really makes me look at you with admiration. Then I will wait for you to come back and have a good drink with you."
Chapter completed!