A faint hint of cold air lingered around Mo Xue, wrapping his whole body in the cold air. The strange energy was tempered and purified over and over again.
Mo Xue learned that this kind of opportunity was too slim, and if she didn't seize it in time, she might never have it again. She immediately relaxed her body, concentrated on running the essence in her body, and slowly relaxed her whole body.
For Mo Xue, having the body of an immortal cultivator is lucky, but to put it another way, it is also unfortunate.
No guidance, no master.
Everything is self-made.
Holding his breath and concentrating, Mo Xue concentrated, not thinking about anything, focusing on everything, running his energy throughout his body.
The essence is getting stronger and stronger, with endless potential, like a river bursting its banks, running endlessly.
The sun disappeared, and the bright moon rose in the starry night.
Day after day passed, and during these eight days, Mo Xue's body was tempered by the cold air and entered a new state.
"Kaka!"
After moving his hands and feet, Mo Xue slowly stood up and felt it carefully. There was nothing abnormal.
She felt infinitely light and full of strength, which made her feel relaxed and happy.
The beautiful man's words came to mind, saying that her essence was of the lowest type. Now, the condition inside her body is no longer the same as before.
She really wanted to meet that beautiful boy again and let her see if she had made any breakthroughs now.
What kind of essence is inside the body.
Mo Xue raised her eyebrows, wondering why she was thinking of that beautiful boy at this time.
After observing the surroundings, Mo Xue discovered that the location she was in was actually an ice cave surrounded by thick stone walls, and the cold air lingered around for a long time.
But what is that.
Not far from her, a piece of ice that was not like stone stood motionless. Through the transparency of the ice, it seemed that there was a figure inside.
Taking a closer look, this figure looks a bit familiar.
"Dad." Finally, Mo Xue saw the person clearly. It was so cold here, could it be that dad was frozen into ice?
He couldn't help but move his feet, and before he knew it, his body was already three feet above the ground.
From top to bottom, it is a palm facing the ice cube.
The ice cubes scattered in all directions, revealing the man whose face was as frosty as ice. Even his beard was covered with frost.
"Dad, Dad, are you okay?"
Mo Xue rushed forward and saw Qian Potian motionless and his body was very cold.