Become a Fairy

Lu Xiaotian was not discouraged either, he was not an ice-type monk, but relying on the inclusiveness of the "Hunyuan Jing", he was not too repulsed by this ice spirit treasure. Even those ice-type monks may not be able to refine the ice spirit treasure smoothly, let alone themselves.

Although the magic power that got into the blood cocoon was small, Lu Xiaotian's primordial spirit was already stronger than an ordinary true meaning monk. The level of true meaning persisted for several days. Here in Lu Xiaotian, under the alternating rest of the assistant soul, he can almost uninterruptedly fuse the spiritual power melted by the ice spirit treasure.

Spring and autumn come and go in the world outside the canyon, only this canyon has been in the cold winter ever since Lu Xiaotian entered. The water vapor contained in the air in the mountains turned into flying snow after passing through the mountain sky of the canyon. At this time, most of the snow in the canyon was more than one person thick. Only the pine tree where Lu Xiaotian was located was regularly cleaned up by Luo Pinger and Xiang Qingcheng, and everything was still as usual.

Xiang Qingcheng and Luo Ping'er imitated the woodcutters and built an elegant snow hut in the canyon with bamboo cut nearby. In addition to the daily sit-up practice every day, I just watched Lu Xiaotian who was hundreds of feet away in the snow hut, who was frozen into a huge ice ball together with the Canglance. Thinking back to the places where Lu Xiaotian walked together before, listening to Lu Xiaotian talk about some of his previous experiences is quite interesting, the only pity is that the storyteller has stayed in the ice sculpture for several years without saying a word.

Aww——

The moonlight was like water, a lone wolf passed in front of the huge ice sculpture where Lu Xiaotian was, looked at Lu Xiaotian through the ice, screamed, and then quickly disappeared into the snow. Xiang Qingcheng, dressed in snow-white sable fur, swayed from the snow hut, and landed gently in the snow, like a snow elf, looking affectionately at the man in the ice hockey puck.

Suddenly, there was an indescribable joy on his face.

"Dongfang!" Two drops of hot tears ran across his crystal-clear face, and cracks began to appear on the huge ice ball in front of him.

The cracks on the hockey puck seem scattered, but upon closer inspection, they appear very regularly. Like the petals of ice lotus everywhere. The ice lotus blooms in pieces, looking extremely magnificent and mysterious under the moonlight.

Seeing the familiar eyes in the ice lotus opening again, Xiang Qingcheng had a long-lost smile on his face, and the hot tears in his eyes still couldn't help but roll down.

Lu Xiaotian stretched out his hand to grab Xiang Qingcheng, and a gentle force pulled Xiang Qingcheng to move towards the center of the ice lotus. The strength is not strong, but Xiang Qingcheng can't afford the slightest resistance.

Lu Xiaotian stood up, stretched out his hand, and directly hugged Xiang Qingcheng into his arms. Xiang Qingcheng's face, which was as white as jade, was suddenly covered with a blush, like a red persimmon. In the eyes that are usually full of heroism, at this time, he dare not look more into Lu Xiaotian's eyes full of aggression. He just blinked his eyes and whispered, "You, how are you?"

"Woo!" It was Lu Xiaotian's mouth that responded to Xiang Qingcheng. Xiang Qingcheng's body froze suddenly, and he felt his buttocks being stretched in by a big hand. Then with a groan, the whole person softened.

The huge ice lotus closed again petal by petal, but the gasping sound inside couldn't be concealed, and it reached Luo Ping'er's ears one after another. Turned over, and then continued to rest, but the sound outside became louder and louder, Luo Ping'er tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep.

The ice lotus behind him unfolded more than a dozen pieces, revealing a large area of ​​spring light inside. Two beautiful jade bodies lying lazily on the white felt were still in a deep sleep. float out. Originally, he and Xiang Qingcheng got entangled together, and Xiang Qingcheng's physique was also extraordinary, but after all, it was his first taste of human affairs, and he was forgiven before long. Just when Luo Ping'er couldn't bear it all night and went outside the house with her bare feet, Lu Xiaotian got excited and dragged Luo Ping'er in. Xiang Qingcheng, who was already as lazy as mud, was too lazy to take care of Lu Xiaotian. The three of them entangled in the ice lotus for several days.

Lu Xiaotian walked into the air, stretched out his hand, and sent out the Piaomiao Flying Sword one after another, but compared to before, the Piaomiao Flying Sword at this time was filled with a icy-cold charm under the infusion of mana.

Whoosh, whoosh, eight misty flying swords criss-crossed in the air, turning into beams of white light, like a white rainbow penetrating the sun. Among the interlaced white lights, misty sword domains were formed, and the sword intent was surging. The previous sword intent was the ethereal feeling of the Piaomiao Feijian that came from the bottom of his bones. At this time, while the sword intent is elegant, there is also a kind of coldness that freezes everything under the sword's edge.

When Lu Xiaotian used the Piaomiao Sword Formation for the first time, his comprehension of the Piaomiao Sword Formation was not fully integrated at that time. He just controlled one sword with each of the eight sub-primordial spirits. It was enough, but as the enemies encountered later became stronger and stronger, it became a bit unusable. After fully comprehending the sword array later, using a primordial spirit can be used like a finger.

Conquering the array with spiritual consciousness is the second stage. But now, he controlled the sword with his mind, without even needing to use his consciousness to drive it, the flying sword was already moving like a gust of wind.

No wonder my mana was not inferior to ordinary monks at the beginning, and I was still no match for Zhao Tianyang, so I was forced to retreat to Piaomiao Temple. At this time, after refining the ice spirit treasure and comprehending the true meaning of ice, Lu Xiaotian's understanding of the power of ice has reached a new height. The "Hunyuan Jing" is peaceful and impartial, because there are no outstanding aspects, and it is not as good as other methods of attacking and defending.

At this time, after comprehending the true meaning of ice, he gradually refined the power of mysterious ice in his body. At this time, with a sword arm out, the sudden icy wind almost felt like freezing the world.

"Seven-level pagoda!" Lu Xiaotian put away the hand of the Piaomiao flying sword, stretched out his palm, and seven exquisite and exquisite demon-suppressing pagodas swirled in the palm of his hand. Under the mana vortex, the seven demon-suppressing pagodas chanted the Buddha's voice, each shooting out a beam of crystal white light that kneaded together and intertwined, forming an ice-colored crystal-clear round jade in the blink of an eye. The light of the Buddha above shines everywhere, and the Sanskrit sounds burst out. Circles of cold white light emanated from the ice relic.

The power of the ice element emanating from the ice relic seems to be softer, but this is just an appearance. The power of the Demon Suppressing Pagoda after fusing with the Buddha beads is still above the Piaomiao Sword Domain.

It’s just that Lu Xiaotian practiced these two sets of exercises so far, most of the time the Piaomiao Sword Art has been more sharp, and now he is overtaken by the seventh-level Buddha, it can only be regarded as temporarily behind, maybe the latter exercises on the Enlightenment Sword Stele are even sharper. Not sure, it's like two carriages, sometimes one runs ahead, sometimes the other runs ahead. Sometimes they go hand in hand, without distinction.

After comprehending the true meaning of ice, the magic power in the body gained considerable strength again. But in comparison, the power of the blood gang has more benefits. In order to resist the power of profound ice in his body before, Lu Xiaotian used all his strength to make the power of blood gang in his body resonate with Long Yuan. This made the speed of refining Longyuan take a big step forward again.