Late at night, Liu Yuan was walking away on the snow.

When he walked to the foot of Chengdao Peak Mountain, the young man suddenly stopped and looked back at Chengdao Peak on the top of the mountain.

The magnificent Taoist Hall looks so small under the cover of night and the wind and snow all over the mountains.

In Liu Yuanzheng's eyes, what he looked at was not the Dinghai Ding Hai needle of the Five Thunder Immortal Sect, nor the supreme foundation of the Immortal Sect's prosperity, but a prison, a prison that has trapped a real person in the world for 40,000 years.

That night, outside of the game between the two, they seemed to be just aimless and wanton chatting, but these words were taught to him a lot in Liu Yuanzheng's ears.

About the old real person’s feelings.

Regarding the old real man’s fear of the supreme heaven and the misty fairyland above the heaven.

Yes, fear.

The old Zhenren's fear was hard to tell the truth, but Liu Yuanzheng's feelings were extremely real. He could hear that when the old Zhenren mentioned the various relationships behind the infinite disasters, when the old Zhenren talked about the immortals and saints in the fairyland, the fear that was hard to hide in his tone, and the fear behind the faint trembling tone.

And this fear made Liu Yuanzheng feel relieved for no reason.

A person who is still afraid of is no longer an invincible existence.

A person who is still afraid of things will not act unscrupulously.

At least, before the end of the infinite calamity, Liu Yuanzheng was sure that the old real man would not attack him.

At least, before the Zuodao Master's lineage reaches its end, Liu Yuanzheng is sure that the old real man will not attack him.

This is enough.

What is the sequence of the game and the mid-game? One day, they will decide the winner at the official stage.

Just like today's chess game, or three disasters, the chess game ends, or... the battle is won!

At this point in his mind, the young man turned around and then walked rapidly, stepping on the frost and covered in wind and snow.

...

There is no Jiazi in the mountains, and I don’t know the year after the cold is over.

In a blink of an eye, it is the coldest season for deep winter.

At this moment, Liu Yuanzheng did not live in seclusion in Tianmen Peak, but was walking on Hanchan Peak accompanied by Daoren Zong'an and Qixuan.

This is the temple of the Bingpoul Leiyuan lineage. At this time, the mountain solar term is even more severe and cold than other parts of Yueting.

On the Qingshi Mountain Road, the three of them walked side by side, and two Bingpo Lei Yuan Daozi accompanied him, but were several steps behind.

Looking at the scenery of Hanchan Peak, Liu Yuan was listening carefully to Dao Ren Zong's instructions.

"If you don't speak two words in one school, Yuan Yi, you know that the practice of the "Ice Po Ningsha Ji Lei Sutra" of the Ice Po and Lei Yuan lineage was obtained from the ancient fairy cave when the master traveled around in the past. If we talk about the six classics of our school, if we are careful, except for the Taiyin and Sun Sutra, the rest are almost all of them, but only each has its own strengths.

For example, although the "Bing Po Condensing the Earth Thunder Sutra" is called Bing Po, it does not enter the five elements. It is just a scene to explain the Taoist realm, but the barrier to practice is on the word Condensing the Earth. It sounds like it is a few ways like the Taiyin Thunder Sutra, but there is still a gap inside. The Yin and Yang Sutras are in harmony, but this Sutra cultivates the Yin and Sha extreme!

To Gao Miao, in fact, it also involves the difference in the practice of Taoism. In our lineage, the yin and yang are the combination of yin and yang, and you are taking the same path of tolerance and inclusiveness. However, if you look for one path and deduce everything to the extreme, and then sublimate it all, it may be another thoroughfare of immortality."

When Taoist Zong An was speaking, not only Liu Yuan was listening carefully, but even the two Daozis from the Bingpoul Lei Yuan lineage behind him were also holding their breath. For them, there were not many opportunities to give such a chance to give guidance to the elders of the Lord Peak.

When Liu Yuanzheng was suddenly enlightened, the two were still thinking.

"So, although this lineage is called Bingpo Lei Yuan, it is still used to explain the realm of Taoism with scenery. If you practice Taoism in the depths of Taoism, you may still be able to transform and become a pure yin thunder path?"

"That's what I said, but how can the hardships in the inner world be expressed in the word "transformation"? It's difficult!"

Liu Yuanzheng deeply agrees.

"Yes, the spring flowers and autumn moon also said, but many people only saw the spring flowers and autumn moon, but few people could speak of the Taoist realm."

The two were sighing, and suddenly they heard Qixuan beside them chuckling.

"Senior brother, Yuan Yi, you said it on your own. Don't forget that there are two junior nephews here listening. You must always give people some encouragement."

Upon hearing this, Liu Yuanzheng just smiled apologetically. Before he could say anything to Dao Ren Zong'an, the two Daozi bowed and said they didn't dare.

As soon as the flattery words arose, Daoren Zong An and Liu Yuanzheng also lost their interest in talking.

Despite this, the young man also knew what Senior Sister Qixuan meant.

If you have such a thorough discussion on the practice of the sect, it is really hard to say it in front of others, and it will inevitably make people feel frivolous.

The few people talked a few more casually.

Seeing the mountain wind howling, and it was even worse, Liu Yuanzheng's expression became more and more satisfied.

This trip was unusual. He had just made the right time and had to wait for the coldest time this winter.

In a short while, the mountains were covered with heavy snow.

At this moment, Dao Ren Zong'an suddenly stopped.

"Yuan Yi, that's it, the Chilling Cicada Thunder Pool has arrived."

Liu Yuanzheng looked in the sound, and among the rugged mountains and rocks, a dark and deep pool water appeared, and the waves were uninterrupted. The deep chill seemed to be following Liu Yuanzheng's gaze, urinating the bone marrow.

Seeing this, the young man sucked up his magic power and vaguely protected Qixuan beside him.

He could barely bear such coldness, but he was worried about Senior Sister Qixuan.

The beauty Gao Miao is just Taoist knowledge, and after all, she is no longer the peak cultivator of the Nascent Soul Realm who tries to refine Yin and Yang.

Without saying anything, Liu Yuan nodded to Zong An Daozi, then held his breath and concentrated to calm his energy.

Seeing this, Dao Ren Zong'an and the two Daozi retreated a little, turned their backs and protected Liu Yuanzheng.

So, I waited for a while.

Liu Yuan stretched out his hand and took over the heavy snow of goose feathers floating all over the sky, sensing the cold and cold qi between the sky and the earth.

Then the boy turned his head and bowed his hand to speak.

"I'm working hard for my master."

Upon hearing this, Qixuan looked at Liu Yuanzheng with a smile-like expression.

But this is not the time to tease Liu Yuanzheng, let alone the Taoist people of Zong An and others who are protecting the Dharma not far away.

Immediately, Qixuan nodded, then pinched the seal with her hand, and then raised her right hand.

The wide black robe had a flying cuff, but there were spiritual banners rising up in the air.

The flags hung in the air, and in an instant, they set up formations above the Cicada Thunder Pool.

At the same time, Liu Yuanzheng's powerful magic power spread out, entangled with Qi Xuan's magic power and mixed together.

The formation is supported by Liu Yuanzheng's magic power, but mainly by Qi Xuan's magic seal dispatch.

This is really a very dangerous move. It is not a close relative. I think few people dare to integrate their magic power with others in this way. This means that they have no reservations and that they have entrusted their lives and life and death to each other.

But at this moment, this kind of thought was obviously not within the scope of Liu Yuanzheng and Qixuan's thoughts.

Almost at the same time, details about the refining method of pure Yin Thunder Fire lingered in the hearts of Liu Yuanzheng and Qixuan.

Silently, the two of them had a tacit understanding.

It was obvious that Qixuan's magic seals were changing, and the lights on the spiritual banners flowed, covering the chilling cicada and thunder pool, sprinkling them in all directions.
Chapter completed!