Seeing Wen Song's widened eyes, Yin Su bent his lips in a good mood, "Although you don't look very ugly, your eyes are not bad."
Wen Song: "...?"
What did he do wrong, why is he always attacking personally?
"Fellow Daoist, don't always call me 'ugly, ugly', otherwise I will be unhappy."
The smile on the corner of Yinsu's lips has not yet fallen, "What does whether you are happy or not have anything to do with me?"
Wen Song: "..."
That's really not the case. Although the two are together, the formation depends entirely on Yin Su, and he didn't do anything to help him. He resigned to his fate and said: "You can call it whatever you like!"
The most urgent task is to hold on to this little life.
After this battle, he must stay far away from Yinsu, and it is best not to see each other again.
A gust of cold wind passed by, causing Wen Song, who was still hot and sweating profusely just now, to shiver. Looking at the young man with a calm expression and fluttering clothes, he couldn't help asking: "Aren't you cold, fellow Taoist?" ?”
Seeing him shrinking his neck, Yin Su looked away with just one glance, "Don't make such an obscene look, it hurts your eyes."
"But...but I'm really cold," Wen Song refused to stick his neck out.
For the sake of his eyes, Yin Su mercifully instructed him once, "The spiritual power gathered on the surface of the skin can resist the cold wind."
Wen Song bit his lips and whispered, "I won't."
Yin Su was more than disgusted this time, "How did you get to the tenth level of Qi training?"
Another gust of cold wind blew, and Wen Song was shivering from the cold. In the face of life, face is not so important, "I was born stupid, and my talent and understanding are far less than that of Taoist friends. I can cultivate to the tenth level of Qi training. Maybe it’s because of my good luck, please teach me how to protect myself from the cold.”
No one doesn't like to listen to good words, and Yin Su is no exception. When he saw this ugly thing, his attitude was quite sincere, and he condescended to put his palm on his lower abdomen, "Feel the direction of spiritual power with your heart."
This is to teach him, Wen Song didn't dare to be careless, quickly put aside distracting thoughts, calmed down and followed Yin Su's guidance.
The spiritual power is drawn from the dantian, and after running through the 36 tendons of the whole body, it rushes out from each acupoint and covers the surface of the body.
After a week of travel, Yin Su took it away.
After Yin Su left, Wen Song learned his method to guide the spiritual power to run in his body. I don't know if the habit of the original owner is still there, but he quickly mastered the use of spiritual power.
After this encounter, Wen Song's impression of Yinsu couldn't help but improve a lot, "Thank you for your enlightenment, Fellow Daoist."
"No, it's just a matter of little effort," he said, taking out a plain handkerchief to wipe his hands, as if it was dirty after being warmed.
When Wen Song saw his movements, the smile on his face gradually disappeared, and the slight affection he had for this man disappeared in an instant.
Let's talk about Wen Fu's side, compared to his brother's good luck of being helped by people not long after joining the battle, he is much worse.
When he first entered the battle, there was a dark fire paving the way, and if he encountered a little bit, it would be a pain that burned into the marrow of his bones. He was careful everywhere, but he still couldn't help getting a little bit of it.
With more and more burns on his ankles, the yin fire gradually penetrated into the bone marrow, causing his legs to lose strength bit by bit.
If things go on like this, he will be here soon.
As for those who were brushed down in the Three-story Pagoda, almost no big sect was willing to accept them.
Wen Fu was not reconciled, unwilling to be sent out of the pagoda, so he had to join an obscure sect and put in all his effort for a little bit of training resources.
That's not what he wanted.
Wen Fu gritted his teeth and continued to struggle in the sea of flames.
Wen Song didn't know Wen Fu's situation at all, even if he knew, he wouldn't feel much sympathy.
After he blocked the cold wind outside, he thought about breaking the formation, "Fellow Daoist, let's find the formation."
Yin Su glanced at his feet, and answered without hesitation.
This time it was Wen Song who walked in front. He braved the cold wind and conscientiously searched for the formation, but two hours passed and nothing was found.
They also met other cultivators during the period. Wen Song wanted to go up and ask if anyone knew how to break the formation. He didn't want those people to run so fast when they saw "him".
Wen Song turned his head and pointed at himself, and asked, "Has my reputation gone so bad?"
He didn't even want to say hello.
Yin Su thought it should be his own fault, but he didn't want this ugly thing to see it, so he pretended to think about it and said, "It's also possible that you are too ugly."
Wen Song sighed, "I won't tell you anymore."
He kicked the solid ice under his feet, very worried, where is the formation?
As I kicked and kicked, I was reminded of the scene of the previous formation. The formation eye in the desert is the scorching sun, so what is the formation eye in the empty ice field?
He suddenly looked down at his feet, "Fellow Daoist, do you think the formation eyes will always be under our feet?"
"I've been there all the time," Yin Su walked to the side by side with him. He didn't answer if he was, but said directly that he was there all the time, which meant that he knew it a long time ago, but he didn't say it.
Wen Song's excitement was splashed with a basin of ice water, and he snorted angrily, "Why didn't Fellow Daoist speak up earlier?"
There was no trace of guilt on Yin Su's face, "I saw that you worked so hard, and I think you should be very happy if you found the eye by yourself."
Wen Song: "..."
Ahhh, I don't want you to think, I want me to think, I just want to break the formation early!
I don't know if he felt Wen Song's strong emotions, but Yin Su was considerate and stopped talking.
When Wen Song calmed down, he was able to calmly discuss with Yin Su how to break the ice, "How about we use fire to melt the ice?"
Yin Su shook his head, "It's a waste of spiritual power. The ice is at least a hundred feet thick. Even if it can melt, it will take a lot of time."
Wen Song frowned, "If you don't need fire, how can you break the ice?"
Yin Su said: "Use the array."
Wen Song knew nothing about the formation.
In view of the fact that the teasing made people angry just now, Yin Su had a rare kindness and explained: "The array can maintain the temperature in an area at the critical point of melting ice."
Wen Song understood this time.
Yinsu took out more than a dozen fire crystals from the storage bag, flicked his fingers, and the crystals fell one by one, forming a small fire formation. He gathered the spiritual energy into his palm, and then slowly penetrated into the ground until it touched the bottom , only then manipulated the formation to melt the ice.
Half a quarter of an hour later, Yin Su beckoned to him, "Come here."
Wen Song was still immersed in the magic of the formation, and didn't move his legs for a while.
"If you don't come over again, I'll go down," Yin Su is not a good-natured person. He called out once, and he became impatient when he saw people who didn't come over.
This intimidation is very deterrent, Wen Song ran over immediately.
When he reached the melting water, he was pushed down by Yin Su before he even had time to react, "Don't struggle."
Wen Song was so angry that he choked on the water just as he was about to speak.
When Yin Su saw the irregular bubbles floating up from the water, he knew that the ugly thing was disobedient.
Wen Song: "...?"
What did he do wrong, why is he always attacking personally?
"Fellow Daoist, don't always call me 'ugly, ugly', otherwise I will be unhappy."
The smile on the corner of Yinsu's lips has not yet fallen, "What does whether you are happy or not have anything to do with me?"
Wen Song: "..."
That's really not the case. Although the two are together, the formation depends entirely on Yin Su, and he didn't do anything to help him. He resigned to his fate and said: "You can call it whatever you like!"
The most urgent task is to hold on to this little life.
After this battle, he must stay far away from Yinsu, and it is best not to see each other again.
A gust of cold wind passed by, causing Wen Song, who was still hot and sweating profusely just now, to shiver. Looking at the young man with a calm expression and fluttering clothes, he couldn't help asking: "Aren't you cold, fellow Taoist?" ?”
Seeing him shrinking his neck, Yin Su looked away with just one glance, "Don't make such an obscene look, it hurts your eyes."
"But...but I'm really cold," Wen Song refused to stick his neck out.
For the sake of his eyes, Yin Su mercifully instructed him once, "The spiritual power gathered on the surface of the skin can resist the cold wind."
Wen Song bit his lips and whispered, "I won't."
Yin Su was more than disgusted this time, "How did you get to the tenth level of Qi training?"
Another gust of cold wind blew, and Wen Song was shivering from the cold. In the face of life, face is not so important, "I was born stupid, and my talent and understanding are far less than that of Taoist friends. I can cultivate to the tenth level of Qi training. Maybe it’s because of my good luck, please teach me how to protect myself from the cold.”
No one doesn't like to listen to good words, and Yin Su is no exception. When he saw this ugly thing, his attitude was quite sincere, and he condescended to put his palm on his lower abdomen, "Feel the direction of spiritual power with your heart."
This is to teach him, Wen Song didn't dare to be careless, quickly put aside distracting thoughts, calmed down and followed Yin Su's guidance.
The spiritual power is drawn from the dantian, and after running through the 36 tendons of the whole body, it rushes out from each acupoint and covers the surface of the body.
After a week of travel, Yin Su took it away.
After Yin Su left, Wen Song learned his method to guide the spiritual power to run in his body. I don't know if the habit of the original owner is still there, but he quickly mastered the use of spiritual power.
After this encounter, Wen Song's impression of Yinsu couldn't help but improve a lot, "Thank you for your enlightenment, Fellow Daoist."
"No, it's just a matter of little effort," he said, taking out a plain handkerchief to wipe his hands, as if it was dirty after being warmed.
When Wen Song saw his movements, the smile on his face gradually disappeared, and the slight affection he had for this man disappeared in an instant.
Let's talk about Wen Fu's side, compared to his brother's good luck of being helped by people not long after joining the battle, he is much worse.
When he first entered the battle, there was a dark fire paving the way, and if he encountered a little bit, it would be a pain that burned into the marrow of his bones. He was careful everywhere, but he still couldn't help getting a little bit of it.
With more and more burns on his ankles, the yin fire gradually penetrated into the bone marrow, causing his legs to lose strength bit by bit.
If things go on like this, he will be here soon.
As for those who were brushed down in the Three-story Pagoda, almost no big sect was willing to accept them.
Wen Fu was not reconciled, unwilling to be sent out of the pagoda, so he had to join an obscure sect and put in all his effort for a little bit of training resources.
That's not what he wanted.
Wen Fu gritted his teeth and continued to struggle in the sea of flames.
Wen Song didn't know Wen Fu's situation at all, even if he knew, he wouldn't feel much sympathy.
After he blocked the cold wind outside, he thought about breaking the formation, "Fellow Daoist, let's find the formation."
Yin Su glanced at his feet, and answered without hesitation.
This time it was Wen Song who walked in front. He braved the cold wind and conscientiously searched for the formation, but two hours passed and nothing was found.
They also met other cultivators during the period. Wen Song wanted to go up and ask if anyone knew how to break the formation. He didn't want those people to run so fast when they saw "him".
Wen Song turned his head and pointed at himself, and asked, "Has my reputation gone so bad?"
He didn't even want to say hello.
Yin Su thought it should be his own fault, but he didn't want this ugly thing to see it, so he pretended to think about it and said, "It's also possible that you are too ugly."
Wen Song sighed, "I won't tell you anymore."
He kicked the solid ice under his feet, very worried, where is the formation?
As I kicked and kicked, I was reminded of the scene of the previous formation. The formation eye in the desert is the scorching sun, so what is the formation eye in the empty ice field?
He suddenly looked down at his feet, "Fellow Daoist, do you think the formation eyes will always be under our feet?"
"I've been there all the time," Yin Su walked to the side by side with him. He didn't answer if he was, but said directly that he was there all the time, which meant that he knew it a long time ago, but he didn't say it.
Wen Song's excitement was splashed with a basin of ice water, and he snorted angrily, "Why didn't Fellow Daoist speak up earlier?"
There was no trace of guilt on Yin Su's face, "I saw that you worked so hard, and I think you should be very happy if you found the eye by yourself."
Wen Song: "..."
Ahhh, I don't want you to think, I want me to think, I just want to break the formation early!
I don't know if he felt Wen Song's strong emotions, but Yin Su was considerate and stopped talking.
When Wen Song calmed down, he was able to calmly discuss with Yin Su how to break the ice, "How about we use fire to melt the ice?"
Yin Su shook his head, "It's a waste of spiritual power. The ice is at least a hundred feet thick. Even if it can melt, it will take a lot of time."
Wen Song frowned, "If you don't need fire, how can you break the ice?"
Yin Su said: "Use the array."
Wen Song knew nothing about the formation.
In view of the fact that the teasing made people angry just now, Yin Su had a rare kindness and explained: "The array can maintain the temperature in an area at the critical point of melting ice."
Wen Song understood this time.
Yinsu took out more than a dozen fire crystals from the storage bag, flicked his fingers, and the crystals fell one by one, forming a small fire formation. He gathered the spiritual energy into his palm, and then slowly penetrated into the ground until it touched the bottom , only then manipulated the formation to melt the ice.
Half a quarter of an hour later, Yin Su beckoned to him, "Come here."
Wen Song was still immersed in the magic of the formation, and didn't move his legs for a while.
"If you don't come over again, I'll go down," Yin Su is not a good-natured person. He called out once, and he became impatient when he saw people who didn't come over.
This intimidation is very deterrent, Wen Song ran over immediately.
When he reached the melting water, he was pushed down by Yin Su before he even had time to react, "Don't struggle."
Wen Song was so angry that he choked on the water just as he was about to speak.
When Yin Su saw the irregular bubbles floating up from the water, he knew that the ugly thing was disobedient.
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