Chapter 333 Hundred Miles of Snow
“Yes, Mr. Bingpo is the leader of the Cangzhang Sect, the largest sect in Wudong. He has a distinguished status. This powerful man must be his follower.”< br>
"The status of Young Master Bingpo is probably similar to that of a prince in Wudong."
The woman in the green skirt figured out the joints, the look of surprise on her face gradually faded, and then she looked serious Introducing himself: "I'm Wen Hongzhu. Fortunately, Mr. Bingpo gave up his love for the Ascension Wheel Pill, and he was lucky enough to break through the Ascension Wheel. I'm here to express my gratitude." It seems that he is looking for the figure of the young man who is as handsome as a pine tree.
Of course Zaifu Qiaoqiao knew what she was looking for. He raised his eyes and immediately replied in a nonchalant manner: "Unfortunately, my young master is still in retreat. I can only convey the gratitude of my Taoist friends on my behalf. "
"Are you still in seclusion? Mr. Bingpo went into seclusion before winter, and he is almost stupefied." Wen Hongzhu frowned.
The purpose of her trip today is just to say thank you.
Actually, I just wanted to tell Kong Xian that he had also ascended the chakra, but he failed, and he was inevitably disappointed.
What he said was somewhat disrespectful, causing Zaifu Qiaoqiao to frown immediately.
Seeing the latter's expression, Wen Hongzhu reacted and said apologetically: "It's my fault that I didn't choose what I said."
"I wonder when the young master will be able to come out of seclusion?"< br>
Hearing Wen Hongzhu’s sincere tone, Zaifu Qiaoqiao’s expression softened and he responded softly: “I don’t know about that. When the young master comes out of seclusion, I will convey Fellow Daoist Wen’s gratitude. Yes, please come back first.”
“Thank you, fellow Taoist.” Although Zaifu Qiaoqiao claimed to be a maid, Wen Hongzhu did not dare to treat her like a maid. After bowing his hands politely, he turned around and left with a disappointed look on his face.
The residence of the Lord of Quanzhou.
Wen Hongzhu returned and informed Wen Xi, who was dealing with Quanzhou affairs in the study, that Kong Jiang was still in retreat.
"Are you still in retreat?" Wen Xi slowly closed the folding book in front of him, with a little suspicion on his face. He stood up and walked around the study room for two steps and murmured: "I'm afraid it's not a simple retreat. He must be able to break through the fetal light.”
Judging from Kong Ji’s performance against the three major shaman cultivators that day, breaking through the fetal light is a piece of cake.
So Wen Hongzhu was not surprised by Wen Xi's inference. He just bit his lower lip lightly with a bit of unwillingness on his face.
Although Wen Xi told her not to have any thoughts of comparison, none of the young people felt arrogant.
Seeing that he was finally about to touch Kong Ji's back, he took another step forward.
“Master Kong will be able to kill Youjing when he builds his foundation. When he reaches the Fetal Light Realm, I am afraid that the monks in the Shuangling Realm will avoid him.”
Wen Hongzhu Thought slightly complicated.
Wen Xi did not notice the change in his daughter's face. After a moment of pondering, he said to Wen Hongzhu: "Select some spiritual objects at home and keep them ready until little friend Kong Ji comes out of seclusion. . ”
“We haven’t thanked him properly for helping me in Quanzhou, so let’s take this opportunity to express our gratitude.”
Wen Xi actually didn’t finish his sentence. Acknowledgments are one thing.
In fact, he still wants to build a relationship with this Wudong genius.
I am getting older and my talent is not amazing, so my happiness in this life may be over.
But my daughter is different. She is in her prime, and she has left a slight favor with the future leader of Wudong, which may come in handy in the future.
With the current turmoil at the top of the royal family, I, the head of the palace, have no idea what day it will end.
Parents have far-reaching plans for their children, and Wenxi is no exception.
"Okay!" Wen Hongzhu didn't know what his father was thinking. He just thought it was a simple thank you and congratulations. After nodding like this, he was about to walk out the door.
But just when her front foot was about to step out of the threshold.
Phew! The wind above Quanzhou City suddenly became violent.
The wind was mixed with biting coldness, pouring into the city, and the city was covered with frost in an instant.
The palace master's mansion where Wen Hongzhu and Wen Xi were located was also enveloped by the cold wave.
The cold wind invaded her skin and hit Wen Hongzhu's cheek at the door, causing her cheeks to turn slightly white, and she felt that the skin outside of her clothes was stiff with coldness.
Fortunately, she has now ascended the wheel cultivation level, and with a surge of spiritual energy, she can isolate the cold air.
But the people all over the city suffered. It was early spring, and they were not wearing tight clothes. Their cheeks were red from the cold, and they ran towards their homes.
There was a roar. "The weather is so weird. I'm almost stung right now. Why is it still so cold?"
“Oh my god, the walls of Quanzhou are covered with frost, and the moat has just thawed and been frozen again.”
“Mom, God is going to kill us this year.”
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The sudden cold wave also made every monk in the city look surprised. Cultivators are extremely keen on the strange phenomena of heaven and earth.
Any disturbance will make them concerned, not to mention the cold wave that affects the whole city.
Behind Wen Hongzhu, Wen Xi sensed the sudden drop in temperature in the air and walked out of the study.
After he raised his head and glanced at the cold wind hovering over Quanzhou, a rare worry showed on his unsmiling face.
“Spring snow in March is not a good sign.”
As everyone knows, the cold wave is just a prelude.
Following the cold wind, heavy snowflakes poured down, and palm-sized snowflakes were carried by the cold wind and drifted towards the sky and the earth.
The entire city of Quanzhou suddenly fell into freezing temperatures.
Wen Hongzhu stood at the door, reaching out to catch a falling snowflake, with a solemn look on his face.
Although Quanzhou is located in a remote area and is colder than other state capitals, there has never been such a weird heavy snowfall before and after the Waking of Insects in previous years.
Not just Quanzhou City.
Everywhere within a hundred miles of Quanzhou was affected by this sudden heavy snow.
In Lingzhufang City, the thick layer of snow has just faded away, revealing the emerald green bamboo forest once again covered in silver.
Zaifu Qiaoqiao and Congyun walked out of the courtyard and looked at each other in shock as they looked at the sudden blizzard.
"Master, what do you think?"
"Amitabha." From the top of the cloud, a bald man clasped his hands together, looked at the flying snow in the sky with bright eyes, and said with a hint of sadness: "Like this Vision, fear of turmoil.”
His eyes moved to the back of Lingzhufang City, into the deep mountains guarded by Dapeng.
The low mountain where Confucius retreated, but today it is closed to the ground.
The entire short mountain was wrapped in a thick layer of ice. Not only were all the trees and branches sealed in the ice, but also countless rocks were cracked by the extreme cold.
On both sides of the entrance to the cave where they were, the skins of the two puppets cracked under the sudden cold wave.
Rao is a stone spirit puppet who is good at defense, and his body is also covered with frost marks.
In this harsh cold, not to mention refining puppets, monks in the embryonic realm will suffer disaster if they enter it.
As for the inside of the cave, every inch of space seems to be filled with black ice.
Only where Kong Ji sat cross-legged, there was a gap just enough to accommodate his body.
His eyes were closed tightly, and the terrifying cold wave spread from his body.
Now the Ice Soul Daoji in his Dantian is undergoing earth-shaking changes.
The energy of Yuehua Yinshuang was finally completely absorbed by Kongji.
The two energies of black and white are intertwined on his Taoist base. They were originally energies of the same phase, but now they blend like water and milk and become one integrated body, outlining the yin-yang fish pattern on the Bingpo Taoist base.
Half of it is black, and the head position in the black area has a little white.
Half of it is white, and the head position in the white area has a little black.
I am in you, you are in me, the two are mutually reinforcing.
The power that freezes a hundred miles in radius comes from this.
(End of this chapter)