When Ye Xiong's figure appeared again, a biting coldness hit him.
This is an ice cave, surrounded by thick ice. There are two corpses of demon cultivators lying on the ground. They were obviously killed by Netherworld.
Ye Xiong walked to the exit array, and You Ming immediately took out an explosive talisman and placed it on the stone pillar of the array.
As an explosion sounded, the teleportation array was destroyed.
The teleportation arrays on both sides have been destroyed. If you want to re-establish them, they must be repaired on Earth and here at the same time, so that the teleportation arrays can be activated again.
"Ah Xiong, let's say goodbye here!" Youming said suddenly.
Ye Xiong felt disappointed. Although he had known that You Ming would leave for a long time, now that she really left, he still felt a little uncomfortable.
"Where are you going?" Ye Xiong asked.
You Ming knew that he was feeling uncomfortable, so he came over and patted his shoulder: "In cultivation, masters are lonely. People who cannot bear loneliness cannot achieve great achievements. As long as we are alive, we will have the opportunity to meet again sooner or later."
"I want to meet Xinyi again?" he said.
You Ming sighed and returned to the inner world to change with Yang Xinyi.
Next, Ye Xiong and Yang Xinyi had a brief reunion, and then Yang Xinyi reluctantly said goodbye to Ye Xiong.
After leaving the ice cave, Netherworld left.
Ye Xiong looked at the vast expanse of white Northern Territory between heaven and earth. For a moment, he didn't know where to go.
Looking up, I saw a faint city at the end of the horizon, flying towards that direction.
Soon he came to the ice city, looked up, and found that the city was endless, with no end as far as the eye could see.
"This should be Snow Ridge City."
Ye Xiong landed outside Xueling City and walked in slowly.
He originally thought that there would be very few people living in this land of ice and snow, but he soon discovered that he was wrong.
Although the residents of Xueling City are not as good as those of Moro City, they are definitely not less.
Many people wore animal skin coats to wrap themselves up tightly; but there were also quite a few people, like Ye Xiong, who only wore very thin clothes.
You can tell who are monks and who are not monks from their clothes.
Because there is absolutely no way that a monk, even if he is only at the fourth level of Qi Refining, cannot withstand a little bit of wind and cold.
Only Qi Refining monks and ordinary people at a very low level cannot stand these cold weather.
Ye Xiong walked into Xueling City, a little afraid of being recognized. After all, he was wanted in the Southern Territory.
Soon, he found that he was thinking too much. There was such a huge difference between the southern region and the northern region of the cultivation world. When the foundation-building monks went from Moro City in the southern region to Xueling City in the northern region, without using the teleportation array, not two or three
Months of time cannot be reached.
The world of cultivation is hundreds of times larger than the earth.
Who knows him, the King of Jiangnan, from such a long distance?
Not many people even know Erosa.
Ye Xiong took out the Qi Condensing Bead and reduced his cultivation aura to the early stage of Foundation Establishment. After all, there were only a few monks like him who had reached the later stage of Foundation Establishment at such a young age. Only geniuses of the cultivation level could break through so quickly.
As soon as I walked into Xueling City, the voice of the incarnation of the ice spirit came from the inner world.
"Master, I seem to have been here before."
Ye Xiong was stunned for a moment and said anxiously: "Could it be that your true self, the Ice Spirit, is nearby here?"
"I'm not sure, but I have some impressions. When I was ordered to torture the blood reward, I wasn't enlightened at that time, so I don't remember it clearly."
After the ice spirit incarnated and followed the fire spirit, it was led by the fire spirit and became rational. It is normal that it cannot remember.
"Can Bing Ling feel your presence here?" Ye Xiong asked.
"It shouldn't be felt. In my impression, the Ice Spirit himself seems to be in a secret realm, but I don't know where this secret realm is."
Ye Xiong breathed a sigh of relief, as long as Bingling didn't know about it, it would be fine. If it knew about it, it would be troublesome.
The ice spirit can cultivate an incarnation. This kind of strength is so incredible that it can survive for who knows how many thousands of years. It is definitely not something that I can compete with.
"That's good. As long as it can't feel it, we have nothing to fear."
Ye Xiong walked into a restaurant, prepared to have a meal, and then considered his next move.
When I walked to the restaurant, it was full of people wearing thin clothes, obviously all monks.
There were only a few sparse mortals wearing thick animal skins sitting in various corners.
Ye Xiong walked to a table and sat down. A waiter came over immediately and said politely: "Sir, what would you like to eat?"
"What good meat and wine do you have here?" Ye Xiong asked.
"The most famous things we have here are snow beef and ice wine. Sir, would you like to try them?" the waiter asked.
"Then bring two kilograms of snow beef and a bottle of ice wine!" Ye Xiong ordered.
"Okay." The waiter took the order and left.
The snow beef is very delicious. The hot sizzling snow beef paired with a bottle of ice wine is really the best.
Ye Xiong ate happily and enjoyed it very much.
While he was eating, a monk with a beard next to him asked a companion: "Brother Guan, I went to the Ice Palace to treat the Ice Prince. What's the progress?"
The man surnamed Guan shook his head: "It's really evil. I have been treating diseases for so long and treated many people, but I have never seen such a weird disease. Today, there are not a hundred pharmacists from all over the world of cultivators.
, there are also eighty, no one can see what kind of disease Ice Prince has, you say it is evil or not."
The bearded monk couldn't help but ask: "What kind of weird method is this?"
"The Ice Prince gets sick from time to time. When he is sick, he seems to be a different person. He doesn't recognize anyone, doesn't recognize his relatives, and kills everyone he sees, like a big devil; but when he is normal, he is very normal." Guan
The pharmacist surnamed replied.
"Could it be schizophrenia?"
"How do I know? I have been treating patients for so long, and I have never seen such a strange thing. During the day, the Ice Prince does not sleep, and it is normal for a while. At night, after he goes to bed, he immediately seems to be a different person.
Like a devil."
Next, the two kept chatting, talking about the Ice Tribe Prince's illness.
The more Ye Xiong heard about it, the weirder it became. The Ice Prince's illness they mentioned was surprisingly similar to the story about Xinyi Netherworld Community.
Is it possible that there is also a soul living in the inner world of Ice Prince?
This possibility is not impossible. Thinking about it, when Xinyi first started, it was also when he was sleeping that Nether had a chance to come out. With subsequent practice, Nether's soul gradually became stronger.
"The Ice Prince has not slept for several days and nights, and the dark circles under his eyes have grown all over his face. If he continues like this, he will go crazy." The pharmacist surnamed Guan sighed: "The Ice Emperor has increased the number of ice souls on offer.
Five, everyone is jealous of such a big prize, but no one can get it."