Unexpectedly, Long Zimo shook his head and said with an embarrassed look on his face: "Di Batian is currently practicing in the eternal world. That is a plane that can only be entered with Nuwa's permission. Your space law cannot be transmitted, so you can only
Let’s find a way ourselves…”
"Damn it, tell me how to get in? We have to fight quickly! We can't wait until Long Fei starts killing the holy beasts before taking action." Murong Fei's eyebrows were tangled, and there was a hint of uneasiness in his tone.
Long Zimo nodded, looked at the spiritual tablet behind Murong Feixue, and said in a low voice: "It is possible to enter the eternal world through the place where the deceased died, but after entering, your cultivation and the four laws will become invalid. Only
Talent can be used."
Can't we use cultivation and the four laws? If Nuwa discovers her whereabouts, wouldn't she be at the mercy of others?
Murong Feixue was already full of uneasiness, and now she felt even more uneasy.
However, the next moment, when the two of them stood squarely at the place where Long Zimo's mother, Situ Qixue, had been hanged, a strange whirlwind rose up. The next moment, they felt that the air here was getting stronger and stronger.
The colder it gets, the more confusing everything is. It seems like there is a mist through which you can't see clearly.
"Huhuhu..."
The strong wind was raging, blurring Murong Feixue's eyes. She didn't know what was happening to Long Zimo beside her, but she only knew that her body was already light and fluttering, as if she had flown into the air. Her head was also extremely dizzy. It seemed that she could no longer think.
When she could open her eyes, Murong Feixue was so horrified that her eyes were as wide as walnuts, and she almost couldn't help but scream out in surprise.
What you see in front of you is no longer the former palace, but is full of snow-capped mountains. It is completely white, and you can't see any green. Under the white snow, the cold wind blows, making it feel even colder.
Murong Feixue looked down at herself. She was still wearing a thin summer shirt. There was no spiritual protection now. In this plane, she not only had to learn to cover her body, but the first thing she had to learn was to keep out the cold!
"Damn it, the Eternal Life Palace actually has spring, summer, autumn and winter..." Murong Feixue said through gritted teeth.
I walked through the snow step by step. I felt that my legs were almost numb. But I couldn't see Long Zimo at all. I don't know if he didn't come to the eternal world, or if he didn't plan to come to the eternal world at all.
Not long after, Murong Feixue's face turned pale from the cold and her lips turned purple. She crouched down tremblingly and kept warning herself not to fall asleep. She must not fall asleep. With her thoughts, she walked another kilometer in confusion.
Finally, amidst the white wind and snow, I saw a place with bushes.
Murong Feixue smiled happily, she could probably find Emperor Eight Heavens here!
So, she continued gritting her teeth and walked through the dense forest. When she was almost frozen into a popsicle, she actually saw a steaming hot spring in the forest.
The blue spring water is about three feet square, surrounded by rocks covered with thick snow. There are also several bushes as high as the waist. It can be said to be a natural barrier. The spring water is also very clean and crystal clear. There are only a few.
The ice and snow fall and melt into rainwater above the hot spring. The process of turning from white snowflakes into transparent water droplets is simply a miracle.
Murong Feixue couldn't bear the severe cold. She happily took off her coat and stepped into the hot spring with her bellyband on. The warm feeling slowly melted away the severe cold all over her body.