Late at night in spring in Xingqing Mansion, everything is quiet.
People who had worked hard all day put out their lights early and fell asleep.
There is only one exception, a tall outer wall, surrounded by a river reflecting the moonlight like a jade belt.
There are many doors open here, and all of them, large and small, are hung with wind lamps. The dim light shines down, illuminating the people standing or walking below.
The crowd carried knives and guns, and their faces were grim and murderous.
Under the cover of this peaceful atmosphere, a deadly murderous intention is taking place somewhere.
There is an ice cellar in the northeast corner of the palace, which was built by the Xixia emperor at a cost of countless people and manpower to store ice.
If you want to store ice, one of the necessary conditions is sealing. Sealing has both advantages and disadvantages. The thick walls and doors block the inside and outside, making it difficult for both places to detect anything that happens.
No, there was a fire in the ice cellar, and the imperial guards who were patrolling outside passed by one after another without knowing it.
It started as a small fire, heating up the insulating cotton, and then started to burn. Once the cotton burned, it became more and more out of control, the fire became bigger and bigger, and the light in the ice cellar became brighter and brighter.
The high temperature melted the ice, and after the ice melted, it turned into gurgling water and flowed toward the second underground floor.
The stronger the fire burned, the more ice water flowed down, and the trickle turned into a gurgling sound. Under the influence of gravity, the water flow crossed the second layer and flowed to the third layer.
The third level of the ice cellar was already the lowest level and there was no venting channel, so it didn't take long for more than one meter of water to accumulate here.
It happened to reach the waists of three people.
One of the masked women in white sighed: "Senior sister, you and I will both suffer losses, and no one can survive. You... you open Meng Lang's acupuncture points and let him... go out."
The other woman was really shorter. She tried her best to stand on tiptoe of her only remaining foot, stretched her neck out of the water, and sneered: "Why do you need to talk about what I do? I wanted to open his acupuncture points, but you are so
When she said she wanted to be a good person, I just couldn't understand it. Little monk, you died because of her words, do you know?"
After saying that, she turned her head to look at the monk whose body was immobilized, and climbed up the stone steps with both hands and feet.
The woman in white watched all this and closed her eyes in pain. Her condition at this time was also very bad. The bone-chilling ice water had risen to her chest. More importantly, the true energy in her body was surging, and her little body was moving.
My fingers felt as if they were being bitten by thousands of insects and tortured by thousands of needles and needles.
Suddenly, the crawling woman made an "ah" sound, and somersaulted down. There was a "plop" sound, water splashed everywhere, and she fell awkwardly into the stagnant water.
In fact, she was also seriously injured, not much better than the woman in white. It was because her hands and feet were weak after the injury that she couldn't hold on tightly and fell down the slippery steps.
Somehow by coincidence, her fall hit the monk and bounced to the side of the woman in white.
In the stagnant water, the three of them huddled together.
After a while, the monk squeezed in the middle suddenly shook his body, and his facial expression became strange. Unfortunately, he was hit on an acupuncture point, and he couldn't make a sound even if he wanted to object.
It turned out that the two women actually used his body as a bridge to compete with each other in their internal strength.
The two hot energies clashed and violently collided in his body.
However, this monk was not a freeloader. He was attacked from both sides but did not panic at all, because he escaped. His body was filled with the pure Qi of Wu Yazi for more than seventy years. It can be said that martial arts has never been achieved before.
Once you have it, you can advance to innateness in one step.
Therefore, he and the two women were evenly matched in their true energy, and the situation became a stalemate, but he did not lose his life under the attack of the two masters.
I don’t know how long it took, but the monk felt that he could speak, so he groaned loudly and shouted: "Alas... Master, Master, no matter how much you fight, it will be difficult to tell the difference, but my nephew was killed by you alive." Already."
The two women will listen to him. The situation of competing for internal strength is the most dangerous. Whoever lets go first will die first. Moreover, both of them know that the outcome of this competition is life-threatening, and the only thing they compete for is who can die first. .
Not only that, the two women are both arrogant and arrogant people. They have been grudges for decades. They will not stop until they see each other fall with their own eyes.
After another stick of incense, the ice water had reached the mouth of the woman in white. She didn't know the nature of water, and she was not as light as the other short woman, so she couldn't float at all, so she could only stop breathing and use the "Turtle Breathing Technique" "Fight with the enemy.
She allowed the ice water to rise over her eyes, eyebrows, and forehead, but even so, she did not stop the output of her internal energy.
The monk was about the same height as her. He drank three big mouthfuls of ice water and shouted: "Ah, I... I... Gudong... Gudong..."
In panic, his vision went dark and he could not see anything. He hurriedly shut up to avoid drinking water, and only raised his head to breathe through his nose.
But the ice cellar was airtight. The cotton had been burning for a long time and the original air inside had been burned away. There was no fresh air coming in from the outside. When the fire went out, people could not breathe air. He suddenly felt extremely tight in his chest.
Although the fire was extinguished, the temperature did not subside for a while, and the ice water continued to flow down, gradually covering his lips, his eyes, and the top of his head.
The monk had no time to think about anything at this time. He only had one thought: "I'm going to die, I'm going to die!"
However, the two women's true energy was still non-stop, and they both used the Turtle Breathing Kung Fu to kill each other.
The monk fainted, but he didn't know that the true energy in his body suddenly rushed out of his Dantian and began to move along a mysterious route.
The zhenqi surged down and unlocked the acupuncture points on his body, and at the same time brought him into the turtle's breath.
I don't know how long it took, but the monk woke up. The first thing he felt was a stinging pain. His whole body ached and he couldn't move.
Without any knowledge, he gathered his true energy in his eyes, melted the things on his eyelids, and then opened his eyes to take a look.
With just one glance, he understood his situation, being frozen in the ice! Not only that, the same was true for his uncle and uncle.
The ice solidified, and the two women's true energy was cut off and could no longer be transmitted to him. However, he also benefited from the fact that nine-tenths of the two women's true energy was sealed in his body.
The two strands of true energy are inciting and conflicting with each other, becoming more and more violent.
The monk felt as if the skin all over his body was about to burst. Even though he was inside the solid ice, it was still extremely hot.
Fortunately, these two qi were not controlled by humans, and he felt that he might be able to save him.
So, he carefully channeled his true energy to explore them.
"Boom!" His whole body was shaken, as if he heard a thunderous sound in his body. Immediately afterwards, these two strands of true energy merged with his own original true energy, and without guidance, they quickly surged through the various meridians and acupuncture points.
The internal energy of the three people comes from the same source, has the same nature, and is easy to fuse. After the three become one, the true energy is like a torrent, and no one can control it.
The monk's whole body felt comfortable. He shook his hands slightly, and there was a chaotic "click" sound, and the ice around him immediately collapsed.
When he was about to open the ice that had frozen the two girls, a voice suddenly came from the darkness that made his hair stand on end: "Little Master, I advise you not to touch them, otherwise you will not save them but kill them!"