"No..." The surprise on her face quickly dissipated around her like an accidental wave of water, "This bitter cold poison mother is very weak and must have been implanted later in life."

But her mood was obviously much warmer. Although this person was the Bitter Cold Poison Mother who was implanted later, this at least shows that the descendants of the Snow Clan still exist. Otherwise, there would be no Bitter Cold Poison Mother in this world, and there would be no Bitter Cold Poison Mother in this world.

It is impossible to implant someone else.

"Who are you?" After expelling the broken thorns, Gouzhu gradually regained his ability to speak.

"My name is Wen Ruxue." The woman lowered her eyebrows and answered softly.

"Where are you taking me?"

The woman had already picked him up and was walking on the horizontal branch.

"Take you to the Underworld Palace."

"Where?"

"A place to recuperate. You are seriously injured and your breath is weak. You need to recuperate."

As she spoke, she flew into the air.

Like a snowflake, it flies up in the whirlwind and reaches nine heavens.

The endless trees, more than sixty miles tall, reached their top in the blink of an eye.

The sight was completely white, and the snow was flying, hitting his face like a cold flying knife. He could hardly see anything but a vast expanse of white.

He was very weak and his whole body was cold. It seemed that the only strength to survive came from the warmth coming from the woman's body through the thick velvet scarf.

Wen Ruxue, this name is really apt. In this extremely cold world, the fluffy and white snow has become the only warm thing.

Under the attack of extreme weakness and cold, Gouzhu fell into a coma.

At the same time, above the giant tree, Yin Wanzhen was sitting cross-legged on a horizontal branch and regulating his breath. Even though the beauty Lan Ruoshuang deliberately dangled in front of him, he did not raise his eyelids.

"Brother!" She softly called Yin Wanzhen again. Seeing that he was completely unmoved, she leaned over and pulled his sleeves to shake them, begging in a voice that would make any man's bones crack.

, "Just let me go down and see what's going on! Senior Brother Lu has been down there for so long..."

"No." Yin Wanzhen still responded coldly with two words.

When I first took a break, I thought she would be the first to go down and see where the lagging Gouzhu had crawled. Yin Wanzhen didn't allow it. His mission this time was really too important.

This plan originally had a total of seven people. In addition to him and Lu Wei, there were also five people from Lan Ruoshuang Wuyuan. These people were all secrets trained by Wentian Taoist in the outer courtyard. There would never be anyone else from their lineage.

Factions are involved and absolutely reliable.

Just to prevent the news from leaking, the four people did not explain in detail. They only said that they would escort Lan Ruoshuang to the Hades Palace to experience, and each of them would receive a good spiritual seed afterwards.

As soon as these people climb the tree, he will immediately issue the decree of Master Gu Wentian, introduce the division of labor of these people in detail, and order them to kill together in Ji Ning Palace. After the completion of the matter, the master will not only give them spiritual seeds as promised

, and will also give them a magic weapon and help them directly advance to the inner sect and move into the cave of Wentian Taoist. It can be said that they can reach the sky in one step.

He never expected that these four unreliable junior brothers would no longer be interested in the temptation of spiritual seeds after "picking up" spiritual seeds for free, and they would not come forward at all. Not only did he lose four helpers in vain, but he also lost his power inexplicably.

An unknown outsider followed me.

Is this Lan Ruoshuang, a woman who is unreliable and does not take such an important task to heart at all? Or is she already suspicious and deliberately testing her?

For this matter at hand, Taoist Wentian has been showing all kinds of pampering to this female disciple, almost responding to her requests. As a fellow senior fellow apprentice, if he rashly falls out with this junior sister, he will kick the "younger brother" she brought in from the tree

, doesn’t seem very reasonable either.

Lan Ruoshuang seems to be a simple woman, but she actually has a lot of thoughts. Yin Wanzhen felt quite troubled for a moment because he couldn't understand her.

But with such a tail behind him, the matter is always clouded.

"Junior Sister Lan, please don't go." He took the opportunity and waved Lu Wei over, "You help Junior Sister bring him up."

When he said "bring him up", a glimmer of decisive murderous intent flashed in his eyes. Lu Wei understood it and knew what his senior brother meant, which was not to let Gouzhu follow him and do bad things.

/>This was consistent with his thoughts. Gouzhu and Lan Ruoshuang were either sisters or brothers in front of him, which made him jealous.

What Yin Wanzhen didn't expect was that Lu Wei would never come back. He couldn't help but cursed this junior brother for being useless.

He imagined various possibilities. Although Lu Wei was not at a high level, he was best at sneak attacks with the "Sword of Heart" in his hand. How could he not be able to defeat the opponent? It was impossible for a mere unknown outer disciple to have any powerful magic weapon in his hand.

.

Could it be that an accidental move during the fight caused the two of them to fall off the cliff together?

Falling off a cliff here means being teleported, which he is not worried about. But this crucial task at the moment has inexplicably lost so many people before it even started, which makes him extremely anxious.

He would never look back. The longer he delayed, the more dreams he would have at night, and he didn't know how many things would happen.

"Let's go first." He stood up and stood up. "The two of them will catch up on their own!"

The best way to get rid of that guy is to climb up as fast as possible. Yin Wanji estimated that the guy's speed would make it impossible to climb to the top in less than ten days. After ten days, their big deal would have been accomplished. Then "

Clearing 'him was a piece of cake.

And he built the ninth level of the foundation, and it only took one day to climb up.

As soon as she finished speaking, Lan Ruoshuang immediately felt her hand being grabbed by the uncle. She flicked it away in disgust, but she didn't expect that the senior brother's hand was like an iron pliers, motionless.

"Disgusting!" Before she could finish her tantrum, Yin Wanzhen was already leading her up the stairs with flying steps.

This speed was as fast as the wind. Lu Wei had been holding him back before, but now he had given up on Lu Wei and planned to take Lan Ruoshuang deep into the danger to complete the mission alone, so he used all his strength and the speed was faster than before.

More than double.

Although Yin Wanzhen has not formed a pill yet, he is a monk at the ninth level of Foundation Establishment, and he is only one step away from forming a pill. Moreover, he has the Yanyang Fiery Sword in his hand, and even compared to the monks at the Xudan realm, the difference in combat power is not too big.

Yuan. Lan Ruoshuang's weight was as light as a feather in his hand.

After running wildly and resting all the way, for more than ten hours, they finally approached the treetops. It was extremely high and cold here, and there was heavy snowfall.

Unlike the main trunk below which looks like an upright cliff, the tip of the treetop is tapered. After magnifying a thousand times, it turns into a steep and sharp peak, covered with white snow all the way.

This giant peak is not stationary, because the entire tree is swaying in the wind. Therefore, the ground here tilts and shakes greatly from time to time. Ordinary mortals would definitely stagger here.

At the top of the mountain, there is a series of hemispherical calyx-like structures, stacked upward to form a bud-like pagoda. The top emits a faint blue light and is surrounded by cold air.

This is the Palace of the Underworld. The top that emits blue light is where the Spirit Seed of the Underworld Grass is located.

Yin Wanzhen looked up, and in the violent snowstorm, the blue light of the spiritual seed also disappeared and appeared.

"Brother," Lan Ruoshuang looked at the blue light at the tip of her dreamingly, seeming to have forgotten Gouzhu and Lu Wei. "The baby is right in front of you. Brother, will you go up and pick it up?"

Where’s the spiritual seed?”

"Huh, let me go, aren't you afraid that I'll take it for myself?"

"Hey, the slave family doesn't care about this." Lan Ruoshuang replied sourly. In fact, Yin Wanzhen, this senior brother, is notoriously difficult to get along with. But she has long known from her master, Taoist Wentian, that only bitter cold bodies are particularly suitable for fusion.

This spiritual species.

Yin Wanzhen himself has been using the Fiery Sword to control Lihuo Qi, which is incompatible with the Ji Ming Grass, and it is impossible to fuse the Ji Ming Grass seed again.

"This Ji Ming Grass has at least eight hundred years of Taoism. If you go up directly, not to mention the master of pill formation, even Master Zifu will not be her opponent." Yin Wanzhen said while looking at the howling wind and snow.

At this time, he saw something strange in the wind and snow.

A ball of snow rotated in the air, forming a ball, and came with the strong wind. At first glance, it looked like a wind escape technique performed by some kind of magic weapon or magic weapon.
Chapter completed!