Fortune telling?Super accurate!

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It was stormy outside, and in the enchantment of the small boat, Wen Heng sat steadily in the cabin. The small cabin seemed extraordinarily empty because he was the only one sitting there.His stability is also very good. Others are tossed and turned by the wind and waves, but he is as stable as sticking to the bottom of the boat.

This is not the most excessive, when everyone was desperately grabbing the side of the boat to stabilize their figure, he actually took out a big quilt! !Although the heavy rain can be blocked, the temperature on the Chaos Sea drops sharply, and the wind blows through the bones.Afraid of being missed by sea beasts, this group of poor immortals could only rely on their bodies to face the wind and waves. Their aura could only flow slowly in their bodies. At the moment, they were cold and tired, and each one of them looked like frost-beaten eggplants.However, Wen Heng covered himself with the big quilt of love, and he also took out a soft pillow, and just casually fell into the cabin and fell asleep beautifully.

Tiny roots protruded from the begging stick, tightly binding Wen Heng and the quilt together.Wen Heng actually fell asleep in full view of everyone!Huang Lao and the others stared at Wen Heng's small boat, bloodshot eyes appeared in their eyes, wishing they could turn into sea beasts and pierce the bottom of his boat now!

On the second night of departure, it was stormy and stormy, and everyone was unable to rest overnight in order to resist the wind and rain.At dawn the next day, the eyes of the immortals on the other three small boats were red and their spirits were exhausted.The first ray of sunlight warmly hit the water surface, and there was a burst of joyful chirping sounds suddenly bursting out from the foggy and chaotic sea.

Mr. Huang and the others looked at Wen Heng's cabin with stiff necks, only to see a bright yellow fluffy little chubby bird standing beside Wen Heng's pillow.The fat bird jumped up and down next to Wen Heng's pillow: "Jiujiujiu~shizun get up~shizun get up~" Wen Heng fell asleep beautifully, the little fat bird couldn't wake him up, so he jumped onto his chest, a pair of big eyes Staring at Wen Heng's face: "Jiujiujiu~Master, get up~"

Wen Heng opened his eyes, and he stretched out his hand from the quilt to rub Fat Bird's head: "I even prepared this." When I took out the quilt yesterday, I didn't find an alarm clock made by a young disciple inside.Wen Heng heard his disciple's voice again in the sea of ​​chaos, and Wen Heng missed it very much: "Morning." The little fat bird chirped twice contentedly: "Master, good morning~" After finishing speaking, he jumped to the pillow, He twisted his fat body, and got into the pillow from the seam next to the pillow in a few strokes.

Wen Heng laughed, "You're actually hiding here." Wen Heng stretched his waist and looked at the three small boats around him with a smile: "Good morning." As soon as he finished speaking, he found that the people on the three small boats around him were looking at him. With murderous eyes in his eyes, Wen Heng belatedly said, "What's wrong? Didn't you sleep well?"

Mr. Huang said angrily, "No, fellow Daoist Wen slept well!" In the storm, Lao Wen's snoring was like a piercing sharp sword piercing the fragile nerves of these immortals.Wen Heng smiled heartily: "Yes, I have been sleeping very well."

Good not only sleep, but also appetite.Wen Heng put away the big quilt and sat on the boat. He set out some white jade plates and big bowls, and started to eat breakfast with a grunt.The strong fragrance wafted out, and Huang Lao's eyes were cracked.The immortals on the small boat wished to drown Wen Heng in the sea of ​​chaos, they had never seen such an annoying person!

Tofu soup is a good thing, warming the body and heart.Wen Heng held the big bowl to watch the sunrise on the sea of ​​chaos, and he even took out the photo stone with great interest.The surface of the water is as calm as a mirror, and the thin mist is wandering on the surface of the water. The boat breaks through the water and swims towards the depths of the chaotic sea.Wen Heng thinks that the Chaos Sea is a good place, and he is talking about a group of fish with long wings jumping out of the water in front of him. He said it is wings, but it is not accurate.The fins of this group of fish are longer than their bodies, slightly transparent in the sunlight, and the water droplets on them reflect colorful light.A large group of fish jumped in front of them, their fins swayed and their tails flapped. The scene was as beautiful as a fairyland.

Wen Heng thought it was a fairyland, but Huang Lao thought it was like purgatory.He pointed to the group of fish swimming with wings and said: "It has appeared, the ferry fish. It is said that this is the fish leading to the underworld. Seeing this kind of fish proves that we are far away from the place where the soul-gathering flower will appear next." It's getting closer and closer." Wen Heng gnawed on the fritters: "Ferry fish?" He had never seen this kind of fish in the Netherworld, and it looks so pretty, I wonder if it's delicious?

I don't know if Wen Heng's thoughts are too dangerous, the school of fish left Wen Heng's sight and swam away into the distance.Wen Heng thought regretfully, he should catch one or two.

The sea fog is getting thicker and the surrounding temperature is getting lower and lower. Although the sun is shining brightly above the head, the faces of the people on the small boat next to them are pale from the cold.Mr. Huang was so cold that his complexion turned purple like old sugarcane. Wen Heng couldn't stand it anymore: "Fellow Taoists, do you want a quilt?" Jin Wumao, of course, he didn't say this.

Mr. Huang trembled: "Can the quilt resist this extreme cold? It's going to be bone-chilling, even if you wrap up ten quilts, it won't help." Han Shun said tremblingly: "Friend Wen, I can Can I borrow a quilt?" After a while, the people in the three small boats were wrapped in big quilts.

Wen Heng looked at the three boats around him, and could only see colorful quilts.One of the quilts was embroidered with a group of little yellow chickens, and the two monks wrapped in this quilt were showing their heads outside, looking extremely funny.Speaking of which, these two monks turned out to be twins, sitting right behind Huang Lao and Han Shun, the two of them took off their bamboo hats, revealing incomparably similar faces, wrapped in chicken quilts like two old sweet potatoes .

The surrounding temperature is getting lower and lower, and large and small icebergs appear on the surface of the chaotic sea.The water began to freeze, and the boat made a small crackling sound as it skimmed across the ice.However, this kind of small boat can slide on the mud, even if the sea is frozen, they can still pass through the ice unimpeded.

"Is this an iceberg? Are we heading north?" There will be ice in the north of the lower realm, and Wen Heng feels that they are heading north.Huang Lao said: "No, this may be an unformed small world conceived in the sea of ​​chaos, or it may be a small world that has already disappeared. No one knows the origin of this place, but the people who came to find the soul-gathering flower discovered it. Here, they named it the Bone-Bone Cold Land, and the Soul Gathering Flower grows in the coldest place in the Bone-Bone Cold Land."

Wen Heng said thoughtfully: "Oh, I see, are we almost arriving at our destination?" It seemed to be quite fast, and it didn't take long, and we were approaching a bone-chilling place.Huang Lao said: "You think too much, where are you going? Even if you walk for three months in the bone-chilling cold, you can't go to the end. When the water is completely frozen, the boat can't move forward. Everyone has to walk on the ice for a few days. It takes thousands of miles to find a place where soul-gathering flowers can grow."

Wen Heng nodded: "I see. But compared to this... Mr. Huang, can you decide what you want to eat? I have been looking at this piece of meat for a long time."

Mr. Huang was squatting on Wen Heng's boat. He and Wen Heng were each wrapped in a quilt. There was a hot pot between them, with five or six plates of fruits, vegetables and meat beside the hot pot.There was a dark red vine under the hot pot, burning the flames and licking the bottom of the pot without any delay. The water on the pot was boiling, tender side dishes and various meats were floating on it, Wen Heng held it down with a chopstick. Huang Lao's chopsticks: "This is mine." After speaking, he picked up the freshly cooked chicken roll with quick eyes and hands, dipped a mouthful of sauce and stuffed it into his mouth.

Huang Lao muttered: "Young and young people really don't know how to respect the old and love the young. If you eat a piece of your meat, you will have an opinion. I will do it myself."They really wanted to kill Wen Heng!

There are so many dishes on Wen Heng's boat, but there is no one else who can board his boat except Mr. Huang.Wen Heng was also very happy, and he didn't want to share the treasures he brought from the lower realms with others. In the winter, in the snow and ice, wrapped in a quilt and eating hot pot with love, is there anything more beautiful than this?The answer is no.

After eating a hot pot meal, Mr. Huang found Wen Heng pleasing to the eye in a miraculous way.Mr. Huang said to Wen Heng: "When we get off the boat, we will separate and move forward. I won't go looking for the Soul Gathering Flower. Whether you can find it depends on your luck. After leaving the boat, everyone should take an hourglass with you. Before all the sand in the boat leaks out, you must return to the small boat. Even if you don’t find the Soul Gathering Flower, you must leave, understand?”

Wen Heng half-understood: "That is to say...you are just responsible for sending everyone here? Why?" On the way, the boat belonged to Mr. Huang, and all the precautions were given by Mr. Huang. He thought that after everyone found the soul-gathering flower, they would give Huang Lao some flowers as a reward.But now listening to what Huang Lao said, it doesn't seem to be the case?He is more like a ferryman?

Huang Lao sighed: "I was ordered by Emperor You, and I have been organizing people to search for soul-gathering flowers for thousands of years. In recent years, the number of flowers found has become less and less, and everyone is unwilling to look for them. I want a flower , It may cost dozens of lives, it’s not worth it.” Sitting beside Wen Heng holding hot tea, Mr. Huang took a sip of tea and sighed: “This is a bone-chilling place, it’s a forbidden place.”

Wen Heng looked at Huang Lao, he didn't quite understand what Huang Lao said, he asked: "Huang Lao, does Emperor You mean Emperor You Xianzun?" Speaking of Emperor You, he thought for a while, maybe this is the honorific title of Emperor You, Immortal Venerable?Sure enough, Huang Lao nodded: "Yes, Emperor You is Immortal Emperor You."

Wen Heng asked again: "What does Emperor You need the soul-gathering flower for? Does this flower have any miraculous effects? Can it make his cultivation more advanced?" Huang Lao shook his head: "The soul-gathering flower does not make his cultivation more advanced. High-strength Lingbao, in fact, he is of no benefit to the cultivation of monks. If he accidentally inhales the pollen of the soul-gathering flower, the spirit of the earth fairy will be damaged. Legend has it that the soul-gathering flower can condense the soul and bring people back to life Emperor You must have lost an important person, and he wants to bring him back to life."

Wen Heng sighed: "Hey, pitiful..." It's so pitiful, the group of earth immortals who are looking for soul-gathering flowers are pitiful, they may even risk their own lives for a few flowers.And Emperor You who sent people to look for the Soul Gathering Flower is even more pitiful. The effect of the Soul Gathering Flower is so great, so the person You Emperor wants to resurrect must be too important to him.They're all a bunch of poor bastards, don't think anyone is noble.Wen Heng took a sip of tea, and there was a snowflake falling leisurely in front of his eyes, Wen Heng stretched out his hand to catch the snowflake.

After walking like this for a few days, the temperature is getting lower and lower.Snowflakes as big as goose feathers fell in the sky. Fortunately, there were only snowflakes without strong winds. If there was a violent snowstorm, the direction of the boat might be affected.

Mr. Huang returned to his original position, and the surface of the water gradually turned white. It was unknown whether it was because the snow fell too fast to melt, or they had already reached a bone-chilling place.The boat is getting closer and closer, there is no way, if you don't get close, the heavy snow will block your sight, and it will be troublesome if you get lost in this situation.

Suddenly the boat under Wen Heng's feet stopped suddenly, Mr. Huang greeted everyone: "Okay, come down."

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It was time to get off the boat, and Wen Heng couldn't remember how many days he stayed on the boat, it seemed like three or five days, or thirty or fifty days.He felt that his senses were slowly deteriorating. He looked around, and the surroundings were completely white. He didn't know whether it was because his spiritual sense was blocked or he hadn't released it for too long. Wen Heng felt that his spiritual sense could not penetrate the dense It's snowing.

After getting off the boat, Wen Heng stepped into the snow with one foot, and the soft snow immediately covered his knees.At this time, the earth immortals were embarrassed to continue wrapping Wen Heng's big quilt. Huang Lao took the lead in handing over the big quilt to Wen Heng. After Huang Lao handed over the quilt, most of the monks also returned the quilt. gave him.

Of course, some people also suggested that they want to buy warm quilts. It would be great to have something that can keep out the cold in the ice and snow.But Mr. Huang said: "When it's bone-chilling, there are [-] classes of martial arts that can be used." All the people present here are immortals, and their bodies will warm up after a week of spiritual energy circulation, and their storage bags are all life-saving Compared with these things, quilts are a bit out of place.

Wen Heng didn't sell it either, he put away all the quilts.

Huang Lao sent a small hourglass to the remaining 16 people, and he repeatedly explained: "Before the sand in the hourglass leaks out, you must return here. I am only waiting here for the time of three incense sticks for you, time As soon as I arrive, I'll set off to go back. Unless you think you can survive here, you must come back on time, understand?"

The journey was too depressing. Now that we reached the destination, many people relaxed their spirits. Someone asked: "Old Huang, if the sand leaks out and we happen to encounter a large mass of soul-gathering flowers, it would be a big loss." Is it?" Huang Lao snorted: "A greedy person can't live here." The man smiled awkwardly: "I just talked about it." Huang Lao added: "What's more, what do you think? It is not easy to find soul-gathering flowers." If it is easy to find large pieces of soul-gathering flowers, then why did Emperor You continue to send people to look for them all these years?

The immortals left one by one, only Wen Heng stuck in place with a begging stick.Huang Lao looked at Wen Heng: "What's the matter? They have all set off, why are you still here?" Wen Heng smiled slightly at Huang Lao: "Don't worry, just let them go first. Huang Lao, I I have something for you."

Speaking of which, Wen Heng took out a hot pot and some dishes, he also took out some wine, and left a quilt for Huang Lao by the way: "I looked, before the hourglass leaked out, you were here alone Waiting for a long time. I have something here, not worth mentioning, but it can pass the time." Huang Lao muttered: "Why keep these, I..." He really wanted to say that he didn't need it, but he couldn't say it because He found these things, and he could use them all.

After Wen Heng left his things, he turned around and was about to leave. Elder Huang stood behind and said in a low voice: "Wen Heng, after you leave here, everyone may be your enemy, so be careful." Wen Heng was stunned for a moment , he turned his head and smiled at Huang Lao and nodded: "Ah, I see, thank you for reminding me." After speaking, Wen Heng's figure was as fast as lightning, and soon disappeared on the soft snow.

Huang Lao touched the quilt embroidered with little yellow chickens: "Hey...it's a good one, but I don't know if I can come back."

Wen Heng's speed is extremely fast, and the distance of thousands of miles is no trouble for him.There is a place in the lower realm called Guixu, next to Guixu there is the vast Wuji Glacier, and many of his demon cultivator friends live in the glacier.Every few years, he will visit these friends. There is a good thing in his storage bag called Xue Zhongfei.

It is a magic weapon that can fly on the snow, it looks like a half boat, and it can only seat one person.But only one spirit stone can fly a hundred miles, it is light and convenient, it is much lighter than walking with two feet.However, there are also disadvantages, that is, the speed is not fast enough, and it is much slower than Yujian flying.Wen Heng was not talking nonsense, when he was flying close to the snow, when he looked up, he saw a magnificent sword light gliding across the sky, it seemed to be a fellow Taoist who came to look for the soul-gathering flower this time.

He wasn't in a hurry either, Xue Zhongfei followed the terrain of the snow field up and down, and Wen Heng's eyes were good, he could see clearly everything in the place he flew by.But he didn't find any living things here, and he couldn't help wondering, under such a bad situation, is there really a soul-gathering flower here?

You must know that he went to the Wuji Glacier when he was in the lower realm. The glacier looked dead, but there were many creatures under the glacier.There are budding snow lotus flowers, and there are mice, rabbits, snow leopards and foxes that come out to look for food... Compared with the lower realm, this place is a dead land.

The originally gentle snow field gradually became undulating, and large areas of mountains gradually appeared.Fortunately, the heavy snow had stopped, so Wen Heng didn't bump into the snow mountain because he couldn't see the situation in front of him clearly.

After the snow has passed, the sky is clear, and the blue sky is like a piece of pure jade without any impurities.There is a blue sky from above, and a vast expanse of whiteness from below, come on, look for it.The palm-sized soul-gathering flower is here, let's see who is lucky and who has good eyesight.

Wen Heng's luck has always been good, he just walked towards the snow mountain for a while, when he met the person who came with him to look for the soul-gathering flower.After a closer look, he was still an acquaintance.It was the young man who failed to save people and lost both hands.The young man's hands have grown out in the past few days, but his hands are still wrapped in white gauze.Seeing that it was Wen Heng, the young man was a little embarrassed: "It's you..."

Wen Heng nodded to him: "Yes, it's me. Haven't you asked your Taoist friend's name?" The young man said with an embarrassed expression: "Miangui, my surname is Shi, and my name is Shi Bin." Just as Wen Heng wanted to introduce himself, he listened to Shi Bin. Bin said: "I know you, Fellow Daoist Wen. I haven't thanked you for saving my life yet, thank you."

Shi Bin made a big salute to Wen Heng, which made Wen Heng blush, and he quickly stood up from the snow: "No need..." Then Old Wen lost his balance and fell headlong into the snow. It's not good, after people sit in, they can only stay there obediently, if there is any change, they will lose their balance.

Wen Heng climbed up from the snow nest, and he laughed: "I made you laugh." Shi Bin looked at Wen Heng's snowfly in surprise: "Wen Daoyou, what kind of magic weapon is this, it looks very delicate." Wen Heng is honest Said: "This is a gadget I brought from the lower realms. It is cheap and practical." Shi Bin looked at Xue Zhongfei enviously: "This one looks very warm."

Isn't it warm? Wen Heng's Xue Zhongfei has been modified by his disciples, with the fur of spirit beasts added inside, and a glass baffle in front that can block the wind and snow.The most important thing is that this Xue Zhongfei can seat two people inside!After Wen Heng sat in, as long as the formation was activated, it would not be cold at all.Shi Bin said: "It's convenient to fly Yujian, but I've turned here several times, and I seem to have lost my way."

Wen Heng warmly greeted Shi Bin: "If you don't mind, let's go on the road together?" Shi Bin thought for a while, and then broke into a smile: "This will disturb Fellow Daoist Wen." Wen Heng was still happy to have someone to accompany him, and he said again and again: "Don't bother, don't bother, by the way, Fellow Daoist Shi, did you find anything after turning around a few times?"

Hearing this, Shi Bin's expression was gloomy: "I didn't find anything. The place is covered with snow, and I can't see any life." This is exactly the same as Wen Heng's discovery.However, the two of them didn't feel very depressed. They just arrived in the bone-chilling place, and if they found a large piece of soul-gathering flowers now, something would be wrong.

Shi Bin sat on Xue Zhongfei, and Xue Zhongfei swung into the air.With one more person, Xue Zhongfei consumed even more spiritual energy. Wen Heng lifted the gusset in front of him and filled it with a spirit stone.Shi Bin looked at Wen Heng in surprise: "That one just now, is it a spirit stone?" Wen Heng was taken aback: "Yes, it is a spirit stone?" Doesn't Shi Bin know Lingshi?impossible?

Shi Bin said with nostalgia: "My parents are monks from the lower realm, and they told me that monks from the lower realm would use spirit stones to buy what they want." Wen Heng asked weakly: "Could it be...the monks from the fairy world Without spirit stones?"

Shi Bin said: "No need, the spiritual energy contained in the spiritual stone is too little, and most monks in the upper realm use spiritual veins and spiritual mines to buy things." Wen Heng was shocked: "Spiritual veins?! Spiritual mines?!" Bin nodded: "One low-grade spiritual vein is worth ten high-grade spiritual mines, one middle-grade spiritual vein is worth ten low-grade spiritual veins, and one high-grade spiritual vein is worth ten middle-grade spiritual veins."

Wen Heng was dumbfounded: "Spiritual veins..." He didn't even dare to think about it in the lower realm. At that time, as long as any fairy family from all walks of life could occupy a treasured land of geomantic omen, for example, occupying a spiritual vein to make a cave or a sect, that would be a no-brainer. Yes!Just like Wen Heng's soaring Xuantianzong, there is a spiritual vein under the Hengtian Mountain Range where Xuantianzong is located.It was an unmined ore vein, Wen Heng could sometimes use tree roots to see the spiritual stones in the vein hovering like a nebula.Now Shi Bin told him that people in the fairy world use those nebula to buy things?

Immortals are really rich!The vicissitudes of old Wen held a spirit stone in his hand and sighed: "Oops, I only have spirit stones in my hand. Is there no use for spirit stones after reaching the upper world? Even buying candies and the like Can’t you?” Shi Bin said: “It’s not that it’s impossible, it’s just that the amount of spirit stones in the Nine Heavens Realm and the world above is too small, maybe you can buy a spirit grass, and the spirit stones in the storage bag are not enough.”

Wen Heng was in a mess in the wind: "If everyone does this, how can there be so many spiritual veins for everyone to mine?" Shi Bin pondered for a moment: "There is an immortal in the eighth heaven, who is transformed into a spiritual vein. He only needs to touch it with his hand, and it will be done." Spiritual veins can be born from stubborn stones. With him, there is no shortage of spiritual veins in the fairy world. However, in recent years, spiritual veins have become less and less. I heard that some small worlds have taken apart spiritual veins for use, maybe One day everyone will be able to use spirit stones again." Shi Bin's tone was a little excited, but Wen Heng felt that this was not something to be happy about at all.

But... an immortal with spiritual veins? ?Isn't this the love that his good friend Lingxi said?His good friend Lingxi loves spirit stones all his life, but he never thought that he would have a spirit stone transformed into a fairy when he ascended to the upper realm.If Lingxi met this immortal, wouldn't he hold it in his hand for fear of falling, and hold it in his mouth for fear of melting?No, no, according to his understanding of Lingxi, Lingxi had to sell this fairy.

There was a smile on the corner of Wen Heng's mouth, and Shi Bin asked, "What are you laughing at?" Wen Heng said with a smile, "I think of my old friends, and I don't know when I can meet them."

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It was inevitable that the two of them would talk a lot while sitting on the snowboard. During the chat, Wen Heng learned about Shi Bin's life experience.Shi Bin was a child born in the upper realm, and according to the information Wen Heng got, a child born in the upper realm, no matter how bad it is, would be a fairy.Shi Bin is really a fairy.

"It's just that my parents are both Earth Immortals. Although I have the status of a Heavenly Immortal, I haven't been reused like other Heavenly Immortals. A few years ago, my parents came out to look for soul-gathering spirits so that I could go to the upper world to have a look. Hua, and then never came back. I really can't make a living in the Nine Heavens Realm by myself, and then I had to go out to find the Soul Gathering Flower." Shi Bin said disappointedly.

Wen Heng was puzzled: "How come you can't make a living? It's easy to find a job in Nine Heavens City. If you're not good enough, you can go to a restaurant as a handyman, or find a job in the Sword Sect sect in Nine Heavens Realm." Shi Bin With a blushing face, he said in a low voice: "Then...how embarrassing." Wen Heng scratched his hair: "Is face more important than losing your life?"

Shi Bin said: "Speaking of which, when my parents ascended, they went to the 31st Heaven, but it was too difficult to make a living in the 31st Heaven, so they came to the Nine Heavens Realm. Just like that, they were despised by the people in the city. For thousands of years, if I go to work as a handyman again, my parents will definitely feel bad." Wen Heng couldn't help complaining in his heart: Your parents are gone, and you have been out to fight for your life. At this time, you still want to Save face.

Wen Heng said disapprovingly: "I don't think this is a shame. I didn't steal or snatch it. I rely on my own hands to live and live. What's the shame? The real shame is to face the pain." Shi Bin smiled wryly: " Fellow Daoist Wen, you just ascended, you still don’t understand.”

"The lower four realms are full of people, and many of them are people who can't get along in the upper realm. If there is a way, everyone wants to leave this kind of place. Of course, there are also people who have lived well here. But those people are capable and capable, unlike me, who has the title of a heavenly immortal, but is not even as good as an earthly immortal." Shi Bin said this, Wen Heng scratched his hair again, Shi Bin's concept seemed to him Come completely incomprehensible.

But forget it, they just met by chance. To put it bluntly, they are now on the road for a common purpose.No one is nobler than anyone else.

Shi Bin couldn't help asking Wen Heng: "Fellow Daoist Wen, why did you come to find the Soul Gathering Flower? Do you want to exchange the Soul Gathering Flower for the Spirit Mine to settle down in the Nine Heavens Realm?" Wen Heng said, "I want to go to the Upper Realm to see look."

Shi Bin was stunned, and then said after a long while: "That's really not easy." A soul-gathering flower can be exchanged for seven or eight spiritual mines. Although this wealth is nothing in Jiuxiao City, it is worth buying a house and closing the door It is also possible to live your own life.Many monks who came to look for the soul-gathering flower set out with this ideal in mind. They fought desperately to find the flower, exchange it for the spirit mine, and escape the fate of being a handyman...

"To go to the Jiukun Realm, you need a hundred soul-gathering flowers. Friends Daoist Wen, you have to work hard." Shi Bin smiled at Wen Heng, and Wen Heng nodded: "Yes, I will." It turns out that the 32nd Heaven is called the Jiukun Realm ?Wen Heng couldn't help being curious, what's the name of 31 Zhongtian?

But he didn't ask, Xue Zhongfei had been flying in the snow mountain for most of the day, and seeing the stars twinkling above his head, it was night.

Wen Heng found a shelter from the wind and dug a simple shelter, then huddled here and prepared to spend the night.Shi Bin said disapprovingly: "Friend Daoist Wen, are you resting now? Don't you go looking for it?" It's calm outside, what a good time to look for things, maybe with luck, you can meet the soul-gathering flower?Wen Heng wants to rest now?Isn't this a waste of time?

Wen Heng took out the hourglass and looked at it. According to his prediction, it would take half a month for the sand in the hourglass to completely flow away. Now there is only a small pinch of sand at the bottom of the hourglass.Wen Heng put away the hourglass: "You can move forward better after resting." Shi Bin shook his head disapprovingly: "Fellow Daoist Wen, even if we monks are exhausted, we can recover our physical strength as long as the spirit energy turns, and the time is urgent now..."

Wen Heng waved his hand: "Fellow Daoist Shi, go if you want to go, I'll just rest here." Shi Bin looked at Wen Heng and hesitated to speak, but he cupped his hands at Wen Heng: "Okay, I'll look for it first, If I find it, I will tell you." Wen Heng smiled and waved his hands: "Well, I wish you success."

When Shi Bin left, the surroundings became quiet again.There was only the rustling sound of the soft snow, Wen Heng lay in the temporary snow nest, lit the night pearl, and read a book for a while.After a while, he covered his face with the book again, and it really is best to read a book when he wants to hypnotize!

Had a night of grotesque dreams, and the next day when Wen Heng sat up, the sun had already risen very high.Wen Heng packed his bags and was ready to go. Just as he was about to peel off the snow nest, he saw a black mass where he was lying last night. Looking carefully, it was a crushed and wrinkled grass. .Wen Heng helped the grass up with a guilty conscience: "Oh, I'm sorry, why didn't I see you yesterday." It must be because it was too dark last night, and he didn't see this grass.

Speaking of it, this was the first creature Wen Heng saw after he came to the bone-chilling land, even if it was just a grass.But... what happened to the grass?Wen Heng himself is still half-baked!He will not despise any grass!

The grass that was lifted up by Wen Heng looked like he was about to burp.Wen Heng gave it a bit of spiritual energy, and saw the long, slender and twisted grass unfold its leaves.The leaves of this grass are beautiful, like chicken feet, but they are gray in color and look malnourished.Wen Heng nodded, there were nine leaves in total, and at the top, there was a flower bud the size of a thumb.

After Wen Heng sent a little spiritual energy to it, the bud trembled and grew bigger.Like magic, the buds bloomed little by little in front of Wen Heng.At the same time, a suffocating stench hit, and Wen Heng felt that his eyes were dark and he almost couldn't breathe.He flicked the flower bud: "You heartless, I sent you spiritual energy, but you actually released poisonous gas to stink me." After cutting off his breathing, Wen Heng felt much more comfortable, the smell is really unbearable, It smelled like a rotting corpse, like a latrine, like kitchen waste that had been left for half a month on a hot day. Wen Heng didn't spit it out purely because he had a strong ability to accept it.

The flower opened to Wen Heng as a palm-sized flower, single-layered, with white petals and black stamens.Wen Heng pulled out the snow nest, a gust of fresh air poured in from the outside, and at the same time the first ray of sunlight shot into the snow nest.This little flower shook its petals against the sun, and it felt a little holy.Wen Heng praised it: "Isn't this beautiful, it must be so smelly..."

Wait... stink?Wen Heng suddenly thought of the image of the soul-gathering flower he saw at Han Shun's side before he set off. Isn't the flower in front of him the legendary soul-gathering flower? !Wen Heng reached out to touch the petals, and he smiled: "I didn't expect you to be the soul-gathering flower, come, come quickly to my jade box." Then Wen Heng pinched the flower that didn't smell very good and put it in In the jade box.

Wen Heng was overjoyed, who said soul-gathering flowers were hard to find, he just dug a snow nest and found a soul-gathering flower.Then if he only needs to dig a hundred snow nests, wouldn't he be able to find a hundred soul-gathering flowers?Facts have proved that Wen Heng was thinking too much. He dug dozens of holes in succession, and almost dug out the snow on the mountain, but he didn't find any.When he returned to the first snow nest he had dug, he found that the stalks of the Soul Gathering Flower had disappeared, and there was only a faint gray mass on the ground.

This is difficult, this soul-gathering flower is not easy to find, it seems that he is really lucky to find the soul-gathering flower.

Wen Heng packed his bags and was ready to go. He didn't know where Shi Bin went, but it was definitely right to go inside.When riding Snowfly along the valley towards the mountain, Wen Heng saw some people, some people lying in the snow nest.These people have been frozen into popsicles. They have swords, guns, swords and halberds, and Lingbao storage bags. The strange thing is that this group of people are naked and have hideous faces.What happened to this group of people on the icy and snowy land?

The storage bag that fell on the ground should have been repeatedly picked up and dropped by the people behind. Wen Heng picked up a storage bag curiously and looked at it. Here comes the powder.The doubts in his heart deepened. What happened to this group of people, and why did they fall down like this?

When Wen Heng was in doubt, he heard Han Shun's voice: "Fellow Daoist Wen, what a coincidence that you are here." Wen Heng followed the sound and saw Han Shun sitting in his magic weapon hovering above his head.Wen Heng cupped his hands politely: "What a coincidence, Fellow Daoist Han."

Han Shun said condescendingly: "Friend Wen, you'd better get out from here. This valley is very strange. Thousands of lives were buried in this valley. Everyone died in this way. Everyone who wants to know how they died The lawless people have become the next ones, you should leave here quickly." Wen Heng looked around, there were men and women in this group, and the death conditions were so horrific that even the timid dared not look at them.

Wen Heng bowed to Han Shun: "Thank you, Fellow Daoist Han, for your reminder. By the way, Fellow Daoist Han, what is in this valley?" Han Shun said, "There is a cave in the innermost part. Many people think that there is a soul-gathering flower over there. They all go there It's over, you'd better go there quickly." After finishing speaking, Han continued to move forward with his Lingbao on his back, leaving Wen Heng thoughtful.

"Papa..." The leaves on the begging stick patted, Wen Heng lowered his head and said, "You think they are so pitiful, don't you?" Wen Heng is not the Holy Mother, but seeing these miserable people in the valley , he always felt bad.Even if he knows, even if he doesn't do anything, the snow will fall layer by layer, and finally these people will be buried under the snow forever.

But he still wanted to do something, his aura surged, and the snow on the mountains on both sides of the valley trembled, and finally rushed towards the valley, covering the corpses.This was the only bit of tenderness that Wen Heng could give them. Sitting on the snowfly, Wen Heng took a deep breath: "Rest in peace."

Wen Heng's spiritual energy was well controlled, the corpses in this valley were covered, and the snow in the valley rose several tens of feet.When the snow stopped, the valley was almost at the same height as the slightly shorter mountains next to it.

Xue Zhongfei flew towards the mountains in the distance, and saw the mountains in front of him from a distance, but when he flew up, Wen Heng found that this was a huge project, could he believe it after flying for three days?He can only stay here for half a month, and he spent four days on the road,