Chapter 947: Ice and Snow Palace

In the core area of ​​the far north, there is a deposit of ice and snow for eternity. At first glance, it is white without any color and cold to the point of death. The diffuse white freezing fog can greatly weaken the spiritual perception, making this place full of unknowns. There are too many unexplored places and hidden dangers.

Behind a crystal clear ice peak, there is a blue lake as blue as a gem. In a place where the air flow is close to freezing, the lake water is still liquid. The blue liquid with a strange sense of heaviness ripples slowly as the blizzard blows by, which is as beautiful as a dream.

But if anyone thinks that the unfrozen lake water will not be too cold and reaches out to touch it, then he is likely to freeze from the fingertips, spread to the soles of the feet, extend into the internal organs, become a real ice cube, and then grind into countless ice chips in the wind.

Directly above the lake, there is always a blizzard whistling and spinning, the ice inside becomes a blade, and there is an iceberg like a millstone.

After finding the correct location according to the lake, go straight into the blizzard, go up without stopping or looking back, and you will come to a place wrapped in hazy fog. Everything you see is distorted and flickering. In the core of the fog, there is a strange palace floating. It is made of all kinds of ice and snow. There are many strange places and adventures inside, but no one has ever really gone deep into it. They can only wander around the outer palace, which is called "Ice and Snow Fairy Palace" by the extreme northern sect.

Chen Zhao, wearing a fur hat and a silver ice-scale robe, is in a house with eight ice mirrors inlaid on all four sides. He is cautiously sensing the scene presented by the mirror. Next to him is his junior sister and wife Liu Zejun, and opposite him stands an old man with white hair and skin like ice. His aura is comparable to his and equally powerful.

He traveled south, encountered Meng Qi, and returned home in defeat. He has been working hard to improve himself for the past ten years. He has gained something from exploring the Ice and Snow Fairy Palace several times. He finally stepped over the third level of the ladder and became a grandmaster. Now he is trying to go deeper into the Fairy Palace, and then he still encountered layers of forbidden methods. Although he explored more than before, he finally stopped here and could not move forward.

"Brother, let's go back. We have gained enough this time." Liu Zejun was still nervous about the danger just now.

The old man opposite with an unfriendly attitude seemed to be carved out of ice and snow. He sneered: "Chen kid, don't think that you can do whatever you want after being promoted half a step. We old guys have been immersed in this realm for decades. We have tried to join forces many times, but we have never been able to go deeper. Just relying on yourself, hey, wishful thinking!"

The two happened to meet while exploring, and were chased here by the same monster made of ice and snow and the forbidden method triggered.

Chen Zhao's eyes always seemed to be squinting. He chuckled and said, "You are not only old in age, but also in spirit. You have lost your sharpness and courage to explore the unknown and face challenges. No wonder you are complacent and have no strength to improve."

As he spoke, his eyes wandered over the eight mirrors made of ice, which showed scenes from different places in the Ice and Snow Fairy Palace. There were places where ice slag turned into fog and were difficult to see through, places where ice was made into bricks to reflect oneself, and long dark and desperate roads. Only a few dim blue lights were dimly shining nearby. This was the main road to the core of the Ice and Snow Fairy Palace. There were countless ice monsters that were as powerful as the Grandmaster, and there were terrifying forbidden methods that could make Chen Zhao and others disappear into ashes. Every time a section of it was explored, ice lanterns would light up at the corresponding position. Now the ice lanterns were only nearby, which showed that no one had ever walked through it.

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Zhao suddenly exclaimed: "It's it again!"

Liu Zejun and the old man who looked like an ice sculpture looked over together, and saw an ancient bronze coffin at the end of the main road, mottled with verdigris, vicissitudes of time, seemingly substantial, but with an elusive feeling.

The ancient bronze coffin paused for a few breaths and then disappeared.

It's it! Liu Zejun and Chen Zhao looked at each other, their eyes full of confusion.

This is very similar to the ancient bronze coffin seen in the Demon Ruins in the south. I wonder what the relationship between the Ice and Snow Fairy Palace and that place is!

"Humph, make a fuss." The old man who looked like an ice sculpture said disdainfully. This ancient bronze coffin is hidden in the core of the Fairy Palace. It occasionally moves and allows people to peek. It is not a secret to the Extreme North Sect. Although there must be doubts and curiosity, why does Chen Zhao have to act so suspicious!

Before the three of them looked away, a figure suddenly appeared near the dark and desperate road. He was wearing a green shirt, holding a long sword, and had a handsome side profile. His temperament was empty and seemed to fill all places within his sight.

"Who is he?" The old man who looked like an ice sculpture looked at Chen Zhao and Liu Zejun, and found that they didn't know this man either.

And the strange temperament of deep emptiness and the weird feeling everywhere made them subconsciously feel that the other party was very strong, stronger than they imagined!

Chen Zhao whispered: "Could it be the Dharma master in the south, the immortal on land?"

As they spoke, they saw the green-shirted man take a step forward and set foot on the dark road.

In an instant, the blue ice lanterns on the entire long road were all lit up, regardless of order, illuminating the darkness like a dream. The figure of the green-shirted man seemed to exist in every place on the long road at the same time, including the end. Then, he entered the core and disappeared in the prying of the ice and snow fairy mirror, and disappeared in the eyes of Chen Zhao and others.

"This..." Chen Zhao, Liu Zejun and the old man who looked like an ice sculpture opened their mouths in disbelief, looking at this scene. The despair that had trapped the powerful men from the northern sects for countless generations seemed like a piece of paper in front of the man in green. It didn't play any role, as if it had never existed. Putting a few pieces of ice and snow there might be better than it!

They believed in the danger and terror of the Black Road of Despair and would not doubt it. Therefore, there was only one conclusion. The strength of the man in green shirt was indeed beyond their imagination. He was much higher than the human immortal Dharmakaya recorded in ancient books!

This, is this the Dharmakaya in the south?

In horror, their vision blurred and saw four figures flying to the entrance of the Black Road of Despair.

One figure wore a wide robe with large sleeves, his hair tied with a hairpin, his hands hanging down, his facial features had a strange charm like gods and demons, his temperament was leisurely and contented, and he had a faint feeling of the passage of time.

One person had a bronze complexion, a tall body, and countless light spots around him, sacred and noble. In his hand, he held a huge axe with nine Taoist patterns on it, which made people tremble all over when they saw it.

One person had a transparent body, hidden in the void. If he hadn't squirmed a few times, Chen Zhao and the old man of the ice sculpture believed that they would not be able to find him at all.

Another person wore a red robe, his face was pale but not weak, and his eyes seemed to hide a sea of ​​blood, which was extremely hideous!

"Another great Dharmakaya master!" The first two gave Chen Zhao and others the same feeling as the blue-shirted man just now, and the latter two were also quite terrifying, slightly exceeding the Dharmakaya records that Chen Zhao and others had obtained from ancient books.

The four Dharmakayas passed through the Despair Black Road one after another. Chen Zhao had a feeling that something big was about to happen. The old man who looked like an ice sculpture and Liu Zejun couldn't help but step back a few steps.

At this moment, the man with wide robes and large sleeves, leisurely and contented, suddenly turned his head and looked at the unknown height, as if he saw Chen Zhao and others through the ice and snow fairy mirror!

His eyes were unusually indifferent, as if he was looking down at the gods and demons in the world, one deep one was like a dead end, and one vicissitude was like time.

"He found us!" Chen Zhao's acupoints opened in response, and the room suddenly became hot, as if the sun was rising.

However, the man with the wooden hairpin just smiled slightly and turned his head back, and the four entered the core of the Ice and Snow Fairy Palace.

"He thinks we are too weak and disdains to take action?" After a long silence, the old man who looked like an ice sculpture guessed.

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Inside the small Taoist temple, Yuxu Palace in Kunlun Mountain.

Meng Qi was practicing the Wuji Seal when he suddenly had an idea and looked up at the sky. He saw that there was an inconspicuous shift of the stars in the far north.

"Someone has entered the secret place leading to Yaochi..." Meng Qi thought and understood the whole story.

According to Lu Ya, after entering the secret place, there will be corresponding changes in the celestial phenomena, but they are not obvious, so those who don't know the inside story will not have such speculations.

But Meng Qi was more confused.

It was too coincidental that someone entered the Yaochi not long after he got the news!

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Deep in the Ice and Snow Fairy Palace.

Because of Han Guang's previous actions, he could only walk in front and act as a pioneer, and could not escape in the face of the enemy.

But he smiled, contented, and didn't care at all, while the Dharma King Du Shi hid in the void, his eyes were deep, and I didn't know what he was thinking. The Blood Sea Rakshasa tightly grasped the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword, his eyes half closed, and was much quieter than before.

This chapter has a little less words, and will be supplemented in the next chapter.