Chapter 2011 Ancient Repair in the Ice

"This is the independent space with the best mineral veins?"

Lin Xuan was looking around at the strange place in front of him, with a strange expression on his face.

At this moment, he was actually in a cold ice field. In the sky, there was heavy snow falling like goose feathers. Lin Xuan stretched out his consciousness as much as possible, but he couldn't find where the veins of the top-quality spar were. It seems vast.

This is a bit strange. According to common sense, the area of ​​this independent space opened up by the ancient powerful existence should be extremely limited.

Lin Xuan couldn't help muttering in his heart, Patriarch Dulong was also a little confused, which was different from what he had originally imagined.

However, it is not uncommon to have differences, after all, their information about this space is only speculation.

Lin Xuan closed his eyes and sensed the concentration of aura in this space, and soon there was a result, and then he flew towards the direction with the strongest aura.

I don't know where the top-grade mineral veins are, but if there are any, they must be located in the place with the densest concentration of spiritual energy. There is no doubt about this.

A sharp light flashed in the eyes of the ancestor of the poisonous dragon, and then he followed quietly.

After flying for about a cup of tea, not only the heavy snow like goose feathers fell in the sky, but also the milky white mist spread out at some point.

Moreover, the farther one flies, the thicker the fog becomes, and it has the effect of restricting one's consciousness.

It doesn't look like a forbidden illusion, but more like a natural formation.

Lin Xuan's face couldn't help but gloomy, and his brows gradually frowned.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, he let out an exclamation, and the escape light slowed down, and stopped.

The reason for this is that an iceberg appeared in front.

It is said to be an "iceberg", but in fact it is no more than ten feet high, and it does not touch the edge of the mountain at all. It is just a big ice cube.

Lin Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly, and with a flash of his figure, he came to the ice cube.

It is pure and flawless, no different from ordinary ten thousand-year ice. Of course, there is a prerequisite for this... that is, there is nothing embedded in the big ice.

But at this moment, Lin Xuan saw the bones in the ice.

It is said to be a corpse, but in fact it is extremely well preserved, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is lifelike.

It was a Taoist repairman with three long beards and exquisite bones. He was doing the movements of pinching and casting spells. Even though the long sword in his hand was frozen, it still seemed full of spirituality. It was not an ordinary treasure at first glance.

From this, it can be speculated that the strength of this monk should not be low.

And his clothes.

It has been hundreds of years since Lin Xuan came to the spirit world. It is no longer the case when he first came to your land and knew nothing about it.

Although he has been traveling all over the years, Lin Xuan will browse the classics whenever he has time. Lin Xuan can say that he is far better than most of the native cultivators on the customs and customs of the spiritual world.

These words are by no means exaggerated.

The dress of the other party is obviously quite different from what it is now, but the jade pendant around the waist was once popular about 700,000 to 800,000 years ago.

In other words, this person was probably an ancient immortal cultivator of that era.

Lin Xuan is still confident about this speculation, but in all fairness, it doesn't mean much.

What Lin Xuan most wanted to know was why he died, and it was obviously difficult to get to the bottom of this through the ice.

With a flick of the sleeve robe, a blue sword light fish swam out, and then the light flickered, breaking the ice.

Although the hardness of Wannian Ice is far stronger than that of iron and stone, it is obviously unrealistic to block Lin Xuan's attack.

Even if he didn't use the treasure, the sword energy he swung out was far better than that of immortal cultivators of the same rank.

Then a silver light flashed in Lin Xuan's eyes, and after a while, his face became even more gloomy. This person's meridians were cut off, and the Nascent Soul in his body was in the sea of ​​Qi in his dantian, and he did not escape because he had already collapsed.

On the side, Patriarch Poison Dragon's expression seemed to be different, and it was extremely difficult to see. Although he didn't know the secret art of spiritual eyes, this kind of injury test can be judged with divine sense.

"Based on what you've seen, how did this person fall?" Lin Xuan's voice came into his ears slowly. Although the two had their own ghosts, it's okay to discuss it.

"According to what I said, this person was killed in an instant." Patriarch Poison Dragon's face turned pale, and the scene in front of him was a bit too weird.

"Falling in an instant, Lin also thinks so, we both have the same judgment, but fellow daoists, can you judge what kind of supernatural power he died from?"

"this……"

Patriarch Poison Dragon stroked his forehead with his hand, his face showing a bit of contemplation. At this moment, he had given up on being with Lin Xuanxu and the Snake. This independent space did not seem to be calm and calm, but seemed to have some huge danger hidden , if it really happened, he would be the first to be unlucky, so he didn't dare to be careless or careless in the slightest.

"The meridian is broken, and even Yuanying collapsed in the body, but there is no scar on the outside. Falling in this way is not caused by ordinary supernatural powers. If I let the old slave say, he probably died of something like a sound wave. Secret technique." The ancestor of the poisonous dragon said slowly, after all, the old monster has lived for tens of thousands of years, so how could it be possible that this experience is not rich.

"good."

Lin Xuan nodded, this judgment coincided with his own.

At the same time, he was secretly muttering in his heart, falling under the supernatural power of sound waves, Lin Xuan easily contacted the Tianyin fairy Zixuan had introduced to him.

But this thought just flashed by, Lin Xuan shook his head and said no. Although the Tianyin Fairy has never seen it before, she is a powerful immortal cultivator at the level of crossing the catastrophe. What is she doing in the backcountry of the East China Sea?

What's more, sonic-type secret arts are not limited to sonic skills.

The analysis of the ancestor of the poisonous dragon is still spreading to the ears: "It's hard to say the specific state of this person, but at least he is also a cultivator of the Nascent Soul level. Seeing that he was still casting spells before he died, that is to say, he should have been killed in seconds. , and the other party is actually using the sonic secret technique, this cultivation level is no small matter, what could it be?"

"Buddhist lion's roar, the secret art of thunder sound, or the supernatural power of the demon's howling soul of the devil..."

"Fellow daoists, you don't need to guess. As far as I know, every sect of Zhengmo, Confucianism and Buddhism, including demon cultivators, has sonic-like mystic techniques. I don't know what the situation was like that day. It's hard for us to guess. Purpose, things have passed for so many years..."

"What the master said is true, but the old slave has made a fool of himself. Things have changed over time. No matter what happened in the past, I think it should all return to dust now." Patriarch Poison Dragon nodded. These words were not flattery, but true I agree with Lin Xuan's words.

"I hope so."

Lin Xuan's face was still gloomy, and it seemed that a big stone was pressed on his chest. The treasure is not so easy to get, and he is not sure if everything will go well, but things have come to this point , How can I give up halfway.

PS: The third update, I’m really sorry, there’s no way to break out today, let’s do it tomorrow, Huanyu caught a cold, and his head was groggy, he gritted his teeth and persisted until now, and he really couldn’t take it anymore, I’m sorry, let’s go to bed today.