Su Qing'er shook her head and sighed: "Those who were punished for more than half a month were those who fainted after being unable to hold up. The prisoners came in and took them away from treatment. After recovery, they continued the unfinished confinement."
"Then aren't you..." Lu Feng originally wanted to say that Su Qing'er's thirty-day confinement would need to be completed twice, but when he looked up and saw the tenderness and bitterness in Su Qing'er's eyes, he couldn't bear to say: "I'll think of a way.
Let’s see if I can help you survive thirty days at a time.”
"It's okay. I can only blame myself for being too impulsive and bringing it upon myself. It's just a pity that I wasted this period of time. I'm afraid my strength will fall behind others when I get out."
Su Qing'er knew that Lu Feng was comforting her, because in her knowledge, no prison inmate could survive thirty days on the Black Ice Cliff.
"Actually, this period of time... does not necessarily mean it is abandoned. Some special cultivation can also be carried out here."
"Special training?" Su Qing'er glanced at the somewhat dark environment around her, and her heart was in confusion.
Lu Feng felt the cold air of black ice around him and said: "Cultivation is not just about breathing in and refining spiritual energy. For those of us who choose the formation path, learning formation patterns, practicing engraving, etc. are all exercises to improve our strength.
A kind of."
When Su Qing'er heard this, a look of embarrassment flashed across her face, and she said doubtfully: "But in our current situation, we are busy trying to get rid of the cold air. How can we find time to practice inscriptions?"
Class? Besides, these cuffs are so heavy and so cold that I find it difficult to even raise my hands, so how can I control the force? Let alone engrave them accurately."
Lu Feng smiled faintly, took out a carving knife and a piece of jade, and moved them in front of Su Qing'er.
Su Qing'er was stunned for a moment, then her eyes widened, looking at Lu Feng's actions in disbelief.
The latter was seen holding a knife in his right hand and pinching jade in his left hand, dancing with the handcuffs on his hands, outlining beautiful lines.
Every time Lu Feng shook the cuffs, the carving knife in his hand would scratch the jade. When the cuffs fell, his hands immediately regained their balance.
At first, every time the shackles were lifted, the carving knife only made one cut on the jade. After several times, the number of carvings gradually increased with each ups and downs, and each cut was as precise as a textbook.
Not only that, Su Qing'er also discovered that when Lu Feng was waving the carving knife to carve, there was a faint cold air expelling from his body, and she couldn't help but was shocked, "He was actually distracting himself from the cold air while carving!"
"Is this really something that a formation master who has reached the chakra realm can do?"
Looking at the lines gradually emerging on the jade, Su Qing'er felt a deep sense of frustration. Even in normal times, she would not be able to carve such flawless lines, let alone one that was currently carrying such a heavy load and suffering from the cold.
under circumstances.
"Ding dong," the collision of the cuffs stopped. Lu Feng put away the carving knife and looked at the jade in his hand quietly. He didn't know what to think about, but he seemed to have grasped a glimmer of understanding in his heart.
Su Qing'er refused to admit defeat and watched Lu Feng meditating without disturbing him. She followed his previous example, took out the carving knife and jade, and began to follow suit.
The cuffs were thrown up, and the hand holding the knife followed the trend, taking advantage of the gap to carve towards the jade stone.
"Uh~" Su Qing'er groaned, a few drops of cold sweat broke out on her forehead. The cuffs were thrown up and down so fast that she didn't pay attention and was affected. The carving knife almost scratched the left hand holding the jade.
Although he was lucky enough to avoid the carving knife, he was hit by the cold air due to his carelessness. He was completely unable to force away the cold air and carve accurately at the same time like Lu Feng.
"Is the gap really that big?" Su Qing'er felt a sense of inferiority in her heart. She couldn't even write a simple inscription.
Lu Feng came to his senses when he heard Su Qing'er groaning, looked at her embarrassment, and said: "You can try to wrap the cuffs on your hands first, without shaking them, just treat them as weights and engrave them. This way
It’s easier. Once you’re familiar with the weight of the cuffs, you can use the handcuff throwing method to increase your speed.”
Su Qing'er heard what she was told and did as she was told. She found that although the cuffs were wrapped around her hands, which made her hands much heavier, she could barely do the engraving. As for forcing away the cold air at the same time, I'm afraid it would be difficult for the time being. After getting familiar with it,
Maybe it can be done.
After Su Qing'er stabilized, Lu Feng thought about the hint of understanding he had captured in his heart before, and raised his head and said, "You practice here first, I'll go up to a few floors and have a look."
"What?"
Su Qing'er was shocked when she heard this. She never thought that Lu Feng would still want to go up.
And it sounds like you want to go up to more than one level?
Is it because the cold air at the bottom is not enough to torture me, or something else?
Su Qing'er stopped the carving knife in her hand, stared at Lu Feng who had already stood up and moved, and shouted: "The black ice and cold air get colder and colder as you go up, be careful... Never go up above the fourth floor, the cold air there is enough
Freeze our souls."
Lu Feng nodded. He had his own plan. The moment he was carving the jade stone, he suddenly thought of the voiced sound pattern, one of the eight tone patterns. The environment it needed seemed to be exactly what he was looking at.
But because the cold air at the bottom was not strong enough, he needed to go to the upper space to verify the ideas in his mind.
The voiced sound pattern is one of the eight sound patterns. Its special feature is that non-ordinary spiritual energy can penetrate the pattern, and it must rely on those turbid spiritual energies. Although the underlying black ice cold air is cold, it still does not meet the standards for the penetration of the voiced sound pattern.
There are eight levels of space in the Black Ice Cliff. The intersection of each level is blocked by an air wall. There is a clear difference in the cold air between the upper and lower levels. Go up the stone stairs and cross the air wall to reach the next level of space.
Lu Feng came to the second floor and spent more spiritual energy to force away the black ice cold air. If he only spent 30% of the spiritual energy on the bottom floor, then on this second floor, he needed to spend at least 40% to barely stabilize his body.
The amount of cold air that penetrates.
"It's still not enough," Lu Feng felt the intensity of the black ice and cold air here and continued walking towards the upper level.
Even though he had spiritual energy to protect his body, it still couldn't block the increasingly cold air. A layer of frost had begun to condense on Lu Feng's robes.
Lu Feng was shivering. At this moment, he needed to use more than half of his spiritual energy to balance the cold air entering his body. He could not last more than three hours at this rate.
After reaching the fourth floor, he found that the spiritual energy here was still not "turbid" enough. Lu Feng gritted his teeth and decided to continue going up.
This is a crazy decision.
Above is the level that Su Qing'er said was forbidden to set foot on. It was cold enough to frostbite the soul.
Lu Feng thought about it, with a bold thought in his heart. His original heavenly soul had awakened, and he had no strength due to the seven souls. Although he could not perform soul skills, the quality of his soul was not comparable to that of ordinary people. This cold energy that hurt the soul would have no impact on him.
It works for others, but it may not be effective for him.
Lu Feng passed through the air wall and arrived at the fifth level of space. Compared to the level below, the black ice and cold air around him was not much different, but it made Dehunhai feel a twinge of pain.
There is an additional water pool in the center of the fifth floor.
In such a cold environment, the water in the pool did not condense at all, but flowed calmly. The water was clear and transparent without any debris.
Lu Feng tried to get closer to the water pool, wanting to see what was special about the bottom of the water pool that could keep the water flowing. But as soon as he got close to the water pool, a "buzzing, buzzing," sound came from his mind, and then his soul began to tremble.
, my head hurts as if it’s going to explode.
Lu Feng quickly stabilized his mind and protected his soul. After taking precautions, he boldly continued to approach.
"Cold crystal?" Lu Feng looked down at the round stones embedded at the bottom of the pool. Upon closer inspection, he was shocked. All the cold air in the pool was absorbed by these crystals. No wonder the water here was not frozen.
The jade that can absorb cold air is at least of the cold crystal level. Although Black Ice Cliff is punished by prohibiting the use of foreign objects to keep out the cold, now that the cold crystal has been encountered, even if it is not used to keep out the cold, it must be taken out. This is to inscribe the voiceless pattern.
One of the best materials.
Lu Feng stretched out his hand toward the water. The moment he was about to touch the water, he trembled all over and quickly retracted his hand. His intuition told him that if he directly picked the jade at the bottom of the pool with his hands, something terrible might happen.
.
Lu Feng took out an iron rod from the unicorn ring, held it in his hand and moved towards the bottom of the pool. When the iron rod entered the pool, Lu Feng felt that its weight seemed to have changed, but seeing that it was not damaged, he continued towards the jade at the bottom of the pool.
Dial away.
Prying the top left and right, Lu Feng carefully dismantled the jade inlaid at the bottom of the pool.
"Click..." A crisp sound came, and Lu Feng immediately stopped the iron rod in his hand, looking at it and couldn't help but sigh.
The cold crystal at the bottom of the pool was dismantled by Lu Feng. Although it successfully escaped from the bottom of the pool, it was also shattered and a wide crack appeared, greatly reducing its ability to absorb cold air.
Lu Feng was sore that he didn't dare to try any more, so he could only think of another way and slowly put the iron rod out of the pool.
"Crack, click, click~" The moment the iron rod left the water pool, a clicking sound continued to be heard from its body, like cracked ice cubes. The next moment, the iron rod actually shattered into bits of slag.
A few drops of cold sweat appeared on Lu Feng's forehead, and he was frightened for a while. The water in this pool seemed to be calm and gentle, but in fact it was all because the cold crystals at the bottom of the pool absorbed the cold air. Once a foreign object invaded the pool, the extreme cold air contained in the cold crystals would be released.
Not to mention reaching in with bare hands, even the iron rods were frozen and cracked into bits of slag.
Lu Feng weighed it up and found that with his current strength there was absolutely no way he could take out the cold crystal, and the cold air turbidity in the fifth layer of space was still not enough.
Walking from the bottom to the fifth floor, Lu Feng had a rough understanding of the intensity of the cold air contained in each floor.
"At most, go up one more level, and the sixth level is already the limit!"
Lu Feng looked at the air wall in the distance, gritted his teeth and walked away. If the cold air turbidity there reached the standard, he would use it to repair the dull sound pattern. Otherwise, he would immediately retreat to the first floor and ask Qiao Xuan to come after he left.
Pick the cold crystal here.
"clang…"
As soon as Lu Feng stepped into the sixth floor, his body-protecting aura was jolted. The cold air around him was more than several times higher than that of the previous floors, and his life soul trembled in his mind.
Lu Feng's first reaction was to retreat to the next level of space, but the shackles on his limbs suddenly became extremely heavy, making it difficult for him to move.
The life soul was attacked by the cold air and curled up on its own initiative. The extremely cold air crushed Lu Feng to the ground in an instant.
"No! We have to go back," Lu Feng's eyes were firm. He underestimated how terrifying the sixth floor was. He was in a situation where he couldn't wait for the inmates to rescue him. If he stayed any longer, his soul would probably be frostbitten.
Lu Feng struggled to climb towards the air wall, but he couldn't resist the intrusive speed of the cold air. His whole body was covered by the cold air, and the frequency of his life soul trembling became less and less. Once it stopped, it meant death.
"How could you fall here!" Lu Feng was unwilling to give in and gritted his teeth fiercely.