The cold wind in Hanquan Prison was rustling, and the sun was gone all year round, with only endless strong winds and snowflakes. The strong wind was like a knife and snowflakes were like a cover, which tortured the people in Hanquan Prison to life worse than death. Just to survive, they had to find a way.

On this day, Hong Meng was in a state of distress and happened to see a place where mist was simmering in front of him. He immediately eliminated his fatigue and struggled to walk forward.

I saw this a lake called spring water, which was really underestimated. The fog was flying above the cold spring and rushed straight to the sky. Several water monsters were cruising in the cold spring. When the water monster saw Hong Meng's appearance, he was not afraid, but instead rushed towards him with his teeth and claws.

Wow

The water monster's limbs slashed, revealing its wide golden back with a shell. It raised its head and stared at the human in front of it with quite contempt. It opened and spit out a wave of water, which did not spray anywhere else, but only sprayed towards Hong Meng's shadow.

"What a strange turtle. This guy is about ten feet in size. Hehe, if you eat it after roasting it, it may be enough for three months of dry food."

Hong Meng smiled and remembered that there was a legendary monster called Jin Ao. Jin Aosheng was similar to this water monster, but Jin Ao can spray the mysterious cold aura and good at emitting deep blue light. The water monster in front of him can only spit out water waves.

"Brother Hong Meng, how are you doing lately?"

This call suddenly came from behind Hong Meng, like an old friend who had not seen him for a long time. However, the sound of this middle-aged woman made him wonder that he did not have such a big friend yet.

"Who are you? Why do you know my name?"

He turned around and looked at the young and beautiful woman, and couldn't help but be surprised. This woman must have practiced the mysterious skill of beauty. Otherwise, it would be difficult to maintain such a beautiful face. The woman stood on the ground with her limbs stiff. Only her eyes could move, and even that question was transmitted through spiritual consciousness.

"Haha, girl, I am Huaye, the grandmother of Huamanlou. It's a blessing to have the honor to meet the little brother Hong Meng." Huaye called herself a girl, and she was still childish.

Hong Meng didn't dare to laugh out loud because the people he met were either Taizu or Laozu, and he couldn't afford to provoke him. He responded: "I don't dare to be the word brother. I'm afraid you should be two generations older than me? Or just call me Hong Meng directly. I wonder what Grandma Zong has to give?"

"Yeah. It's indeed a smart boy, the girl likes it! My ancestors and grandsons were frozen by the cold air and could not move. I hope you will help you rescue them. Our Huamanlou's future depends on you!" Hua E said almost begging, but her words were just like a girl, which made Hong Meng feel uncomfortable.

After hearing this, Hong Meng thought to himself that there was nothing good. He spent a few days on him last time healing his wounds for the Railway Gate. Although he had gained a lot and tasted the meat of a crazy bird, he also consumed a lot of his energy.

He didn't do a loss-making business and said, "It was the news that the Railway Gate told you? But did Tiehe tell you? He used the meat of the crazy bird in exchange for it? I heal you, you can't let me work in vain."

Hearing this, Hua E couldn't help but blush and whispered shyly: "I'm still my daughter--"

Hong Meng vomited blood three liters and gritted his teeth in anger. He cursed in his heart: You are hundreds of years old and still pretending to be so pretentious. What's the point? If Tiehe hadn't fallen in love with you, you wouldn't have been so pretentious.

"No, no, no, you misunderstood, no, Zong Madam. Actually, I just wanted to find the method of flying objects. It was really inconvenient to walk around in the snow all day long." Hong Meng wiped his cold sweat. Fortunately, Hua E didn't lose his temper, otherwise he would have been dismantled.

"That's not simple? Then I will personally preach the Dharma to you." Hua E agreed and said with a smile.

Follow Hua Bai slowly, Hong Meng's steps were a little slower, while Hua Bai was flying, so he naturally couldn't catch up. However, Hua Bai was eager to save people and recommended himself: "I'll carry you! This will make you faster."

"No, I'll do it myself, I'll leave myself." Hong Meng quickly refused, ran away randomly, chasing Zong Mu Hua'e.

Huamanlou's residence is indeed different from the railway gate. The railway gate is quite simple, that is, living in an ice cave or a snow house, you can sleep at any corner. Huamanlou is carved with ice flowers, ice grass, ice tables and chairs, and all household items are available.

"This is the bud of the grandmother, this is the bud of the grandmother. You should heal them first." Hua E said excitedly, and she was about to walk away, "I'll go and find my disciples!"

Hong Meng was full of bitterness. Could this guy have found all his disciples? That would be strange if he was not exhausted.

With the experience of treating the Third Ancestor of the Railway Sect, Hong Meng quickly cured his grandmother and grandmother, and he also had a vague trend of breaking through to achieve small success. Unfortunately, he never understood the situation.

When the freezing of Zong Lao was lifted, Hong Meng raised his eyelids and saw the long disciples, he couldn't help but feel dizzy and almost vomited blood and died.

"Three grandmas, do you want to exhaust me from the feeling? I heal you for you, but I didn't see any benefits, but I acted like I am a cow or a horse to serve you. This is unfair." Hong Meng complained.

The grandmother's flower buds were free and happy. She still kept the middle-aged man now and smiled and said, "Don't be anxious. If you fall in love with any disciple, I will break the rules of Hua Manlou and make an exception to marry her to you. What do you think?"

Grandma Huarui was also very excited and urged Hong Meng to go and see the disciples who were like flowers as soon as possible to heal her wounds so that she could enter the bridal chamber as soon as possible.

Only when Zong Lao Huae was a little sad, she realized that she was a flower only in Tie He's eyes. But she could not break the rules of her ancestors and never fulfilled Tie He.

Hong Meng smiled bitterly and refused to act. But he knew that his grandmother was determined to marry him late, so he pushed Hong Meng away with force, and even carried him into the air and forced him to walk in front of his disciples.

As he had no choice but to spend time selecting beautiful women. He saw that these women were young and beautiful, and none of them were not touching. However, among the flowers, who was the most popular among them? Everyone looked like the same person, so they did not stand out or have personality.

After watching for most of the day, he still couldn't find anyone who felt it. Because many young and beautiful Hua Manlou disciples used their begging eyes or charming eyes to impress Hong Meng.

Suddenly, he felt a strange breath intentionally or unintentionally. This breath was as light as the wind, as hazy as the fog, as ethereal as the cloud, as brilliant as the cloud. It was entangled and unstoppable, but it lingered in my heart.

He felt the breath carefully and found that it was a sleeping elf that had not yet awakened. The lower dantian suddenly became lively, the mother's cold air was boiling, the dead air cheered, and the chaotic air was also looking forward to something.

This is a scene that has never happened before. If it were to say a similar scene, he could only feel it in Ying Ying. This feeling is quite strange. He was not the same person, but the cause and condition and this aura made the two slowly come together.

He couldn't help staring at the woman in front of him, and saw that she was not old and should be one or two years younger than him. She looked like the soft spring water, the beautiful summer lotus, the refreshing autumn chrysanthemums, and the cold winter snow.

She seemed a little arrogant, with not much expectation in her eyes, let alone charm. She still maintained her posture as if she had just entered Hanquan Prison, combing her hair with one hand and pinching the corners of her clothes with the other.

"What's your name? I have a special feeling that it may be beneficial to practice with you." Hong Meng didn't know what to say, so he asked her name first.

"Hi, what are you asking? You cure her first, and then ask whatever you want in the wedding chamber, afraid that others will hear it?" Grandma Huarui smiled.

Hong Meng's face turned red without realizing what to do. Just when the grandmother had already lifted the woman and sent it to a sleazy house.

"The walls of this snow house are ten feet thick. You can't hear them if you want to say anything." The grandmother smiled.

Rumble

The door made of huge ice cubes was closed. Hong Meng saw the woman standing in the house with his spiritual consciousness.

"My name is Shang Qing, thank you for healing me." The woman used her spiritual consciousness to transmit voice, but the spiritual consciousness was also quite weak.

"I'll heal your wounds first."

Hong Meng stood behind Shang Qing, pressing his hands against the cold back, and squirting the cold air. He smoked all over his body and consumed a lot of energy, but the call from the lower dantian made him unable to stop. In fact, he kept muttering Qing'er in his heart, how could it be such a coincidence?

Taking advantage of the opportunity to heal the wound, Hong Meng visited Shang Qing’s three dantians with his mother’s cold air. As he sensed, there was a deep breath of sleep in her dantian.

This breath seemed to have a little meaning when I saw the cold air of my mother, and wanted to wake up. That kind of call and feeling also appeared on Shang Qing.

Shang Qing didn't know what appeared in the Zhongdantian, but he just felt that he felt like he was floating in the air. A kind of true energy was born soon after the Zhongdantian, a relatively weak creature was born.

This creature jumped happily and swam back and forth in the middle dantian. What is even more commendable is that it actually swam outside the dantian. What is even more surprising is that it is actually helping Shang Qing expel the cold air.

Even Hong Meng was shocked. When did he see such a living elf? How could the true energy be like this? He moved his hands slightly and pushed Shang Qing, but it was fine.

"Since the creature can help her drive away the cold, I will still focus on awakening the true energy in her body."

Hong Meng's left hand still slowly drove away the cold air for Shangqing, while his right hand was guided by his mother's cold air and entered Shangqing's middle dantian to interact with the elf.

The mother's cold air and the elves seemed to have not seen each other for many years, and were very intimate, entangled with each other and induced each other. So, Shang Qing's middle dantian was soon filled with such elves. She was grateful to Hong Meng and for awakening her own consciousness.
Chapter completed!