: Turning danger into safety

Li Miao didn't think about it anymore. He believed that if he didn't die, he wouldn't die after all, so he closed his eyes and felt the beauty of free fall brought by nature. ┌* ┐

"I really admire you. In such a situation, you can still remain calm. I admire you from the bottom of my heart." Suddenly, the voice of Patriarch Sheng Fa came to Li Miao's ears.

"Haha, what's the use of admiring a dying person." Li Miao smiled bitterly, his expression slightly stiff.

"Who said you were about to die? I'm here to show you. You feel like you can still die." Patriarch Shengfa's words were more like blaming Li Miao again.

"Could it be that you have a way to protect me from death? You have to know that in a few dozen seconds, I will probably fall to the ground, and I will really be dead by then." Li Miao smiled.

"Stop talking nonsense, remember what I said, blow the whistle three times immediately, blow hard, and you will be saved naturally." It is rare for Patriarch Shengfa to speak so urgently, after all, the current situation waits for no one.

"Ah." Some Zhang Er monks in Li Miao were confused, and they didn't even know what Patriarch Sheng Fa said.

"Stop talking nonsense, you will die if you don't brag." The founder's words became anxious.

Li Miao no longer hesitated, knowing that the words of Master Sheng Fa must have his own meaning. He immediately bent his right index finger and put it into his mouth, and blew hard, no more, no less, exactly three times, and the whistle was also quite loud.

I knew that Li Miao had mastered these rogue whistles since he was a child, so he was very easy to play them.

He had just finished blowing the whistle, and before Li Miao could feel what was going on, suddenly the darkness in the distance rushed towards him, which made Li Miao a little surprised and a little scared.

"Ancestor, what is that?" Li Miao asked in a panic.

"Those are the snow sculptures on the Ice Crystal Mountain. Dozens of them can definitely resist you!"

"But isn't this snow sculpture white? Why is it black?"

"If not, just wait to die!"

Li Miao closed his mouth and quietly waited for the arrival of a group of snow eagles. In an instant, a group of large black eagles actually hovered at his feet, forming a black ocean.

Suddenly, the group of snow sculptures actually pressed hard against Li Miao's body, fighting hard while flapping their wings in an attempt to reverse the falling trend.

In this way, Li Miao seemed to be lying on a black cloud, and the speed of descent was getting slower and slower, but Li Miao still fell to the ground.

Seeing that he could already see the ground, Li Miao began to panic. According to his estimation, he was probably only five or six hundred meters away from the ground. If this group of snow sculptures could not stop this trend immediately, he might not only fall down.

Even if they die, these snow sculptures will also be crushed to death by themselves.

As they got closer and closer to the ground, this group of humane snow sculptures seemed to be in tune with each other. They actually increased their resistance as a whole, and the frequency of their wings beating became faster and faster. Li Miao felt as if he was turning into a human being.

A small energy field was created, which continued to push itself upward.

Finally, the efforts of the Snow Sculpture Gate were not in vain. When it was only a hundred meters away from the ground, it finally stopped falling. In this way, Li Miao was like a god, surrounded by dozens of snow sculptures, slowly falling.

Fall to the ground.

"Huh, uh, thank you so much." Li Miao took a deep breath. When he was about to touch the black snow sculptures with gratitude, he found that they had already flown into the sky and disappeared after a moment.

not see.

"What a fate, what a fate. My life, Li Miao, should not be cut off." Li Miao sighed, feeling grateful to this world from the bottom of his heart.

"Haha, my method is good." Seeing that Li Miao landed safely, Patriarch Shengfa softened his tone a lot.

"Absolutely good. I don't know how the founder knew that whistling can attract these snow sculptures. Also, why is this snow sculpture black? I remember I saw a snow sculpture that was all white before." Li

Miao asked several questions in one breath. No wonder, from the aggressiveness of facing death to the joy of rebirth, it was already too exciting for him.

"The secret of heaven must not be leaked." Patriarch Shengfa said melodiously.

"I'm dizzy. Even if the matter of blowing the whistle cannot be leaked, I should explain the color of this snow sculpture. Could it be that the big snow-white sculpture has albinism?" Li Miao was just telling a cold joke.

"No, the snow sculptures on the Ice Crystal Demonic Mountain are themselves black, and the one that helped you climb to the top of the mountain was the first of the thousand-year-old snow sculptures. Only it has the unique white appearance." The words of Patriarch Shengfa

It seems to be telling a story.

"You mean, that white snow sculpture is the Snow Sculpture King." Li Miao understood somewhat, because the boss of the animal world must have something unique, such as the queen bee, which is definitely much larger than ordinary bees.

"It can be said that because it has the physique of a cultivator, that snow sculpture can sense your fall from the cliff and come to rescue you. If it were an ordinary snow sculpture, I'm afraid you would have fallen to death and they would have no way to save you.

I know." Patriarch Shengfa smiled.

"Oh, so that's it. By the way, why didn't the Snow Sculpture King come to save me this time?" Li Miao asked such a question shamelessly.

"Your shame really puts me to shame. That Snow Eagle King is wandering on the top of the mountain. Where did you fall? How shameless do you have it to let it come down to save you personally? Besides, you can use the whistle

You are lucky to have summoned those ordinary snow sculptures." Patriarch Shengfa said.

"Why am I so lucky? Isn't it possible that it's not easy to invite those snow sculptures?" Li Miao said.

"That's natural. The whistle that summons them will change at any time, and only the Snow Sculpture King can decide the rules of this whistle." Grandmaster Shengfa said something a bit mysterious.

"The Patriarch still has the power to reach heaven." Li Miao sighed.

"Haha, your little boy's words are quite pleasing to the ear. Go on with your mission quickly. I won't delay any more and let's go!"

In this way, Li Miao once again felt the joy of rebirth, and his gratitude became even stronger.

Looking up at the towering ice crystal magic mountain, he felt a lot of emotion in his heart. A few hours ago, he probably would not have expected this ending. What a twist of fate.

The sun was about to set, and a fire cloud hung in the far west. It seemed that Li Miao only spent one day to make the round trip, and he did not need to spend the night on the mountain.
Chapter completed!