Infinite Throne

   Chapter 879 Convince Frost Snow

   The three devoured and ate breakfast on the snow.

   Jian Nanchun didn't rub his mouth and stared at Junior Brother Lin intently, and he was bound to reveal the "Water Mirror Tracking Technique".

   "Nail the mother and daughter to me."

  Irin stretched out his hand to Jian Nanchun and asked Jian Nanchun for a wooden dowel.

  Don't think he didn't see it, Jian Nanchun secretly hid the cracked nail he left on the snow.

   Although Jian Nanchun was reluctant to part with it, he also understood at this moment that the cracked nails had no special function, except for nostalgia.

   "Drip, drip, drip—"

  Irin rubbed her palms, covered them into snowy water, and performed the "Water Mirror Tracking Technique".

   On the day when several people parted on the coast of the East China Sea, Yi Rin took advantage of Chao Rushuang's inattentiveness and activated [Follow the Shadow], leaving a mark on Chao Rushuang's clothes.

Because Yi Rin discovered one thing, most of the clothes of high-level monks are magic weapons. In addition to being dust-proof, fire-proof, theft-proof, and taking off, they can also be used for defense. They have many functions. They can be called a magic weapon. Easily replaced.

  Look at Jian Nanchun's white clothes, how long has he been wearing it?

  Brother Chun never changed his clothes. After taking a bath, he gave the baby a "cleansing technique" on the white clothes, and the clothes were immediately as clean as new.

   Unless Chao Rushuang's clothes are taken off, Yilin can track the real-time location of Chao Rushuang.

   "Sister-in-law is about this direction."

  Irin looked at the red and green light spots on the radar, pointing to the northwest. He closed his eyes again, feeling the connection between the child and the mother and the two nails, then frowned: "The child is in the north."

   Jian Nanchun was taken aback.

   Yi Rin didn't sell her off and came to the conclusion: "Sure enough, Chao Rushuang avoided us on purpose, for fear that we would follow her whereabouts, and after breaking the nail, she went to another place."

  Xia Xiaoman looked at the spot of light on the water mirror and pondered while holding his chin: "Senior sister, she didn't go to Qingdu."

"why?"

   Jian Nanchun couldn't figure it out either.

   Or, I dare not think about it.

   Yi Rin silently put away the water mirror, the smooth water mirror turned into snow water again and fell into the snow.

   "Let's go, you won't know until you go."

  Chao Rushuang took the initiative to apply for going down the mountain every year, which was unreasonable. Jian Nanchun knew Chao Rushuang's life experience and was also a hard worker. It is said that when Chao Rushuang was young, his whole family was robbed by robbers, made money and killed. Perhaps it was because of this childhood experience that Chao Rushuang developed such a cold character of refusing people thousands of miles away.

   Here comes the question:

   She has no worries or relatives in the secular world. She goes down the mountain every year, rain or shine, for what?

   Are you really that active?

   And Jian Nanchun said again, Chao Rushuang is a ruthless person who is obsessed with cultivation. She can even retreat for a whole year at the longest, and it is not until the twelfth lunar month that she takes the initiative to leave.

  This doesn't match her character.

   Jian Nanchun was worried, for fear that something would happen to Chao Rushuang.

  Yi Rin covered the bonfire and watched as her junior sister was going to walk with him on the back of the skateboard without his consent, Yi Rin frowned: "You better stop coming up, don't you know how much you are?"

"what???"

  Xia Xiaoman was stunned.

  Senior Brother Lin, are you speaking human words?

Jian Nanchun saw that the two of them were quarreling again. He didn't want to waste time here, and took the initiative to come forward to smooth things out: "Junior Brother Lin suffered a catastrophe and was forced to rebuild. Now his cultivation is still shallow, I'm afraid it will be difficult to bear the weight of Junior Sister... Wait a minute, Junior Brother Lin, how can you control the...

   Jian Nanchun wanted to say "Yijian" habitually, but he looked down at the "little angel"-shaped jet skateboard, and swallowed the word "sword" back into his stomach.

"It's not important." Yi Rin buried her head in the storage space for a long time. She brushed aside all kinds of food, props, and magic weapons with her mind, and finally found a shivering sword in a pile of handmade wooden flying swords. "Frost Snow Sword".

  yo, how dare you hide?

  Yi Rin smiled and grabbed the Frost Snow Sword, a small snow-white sword as thick as a toothpick, rushing left and right between Yi Rin's palm, as if he wanted to run, but he couldn't escape the big devil's Wuzhi Mountain.

   "It's better to beg yourself than to beg others, and it's better to be seated yourself if you sit on someone's flying sword. Well, if you find it by accident, give it to you~"

The moment the   Frost Snow Sword appeared, the temperature around the three dropped sharply, and a lot of ice **** appeared on Jian Nanchun and Xia Xiaoman's hair.

  Jian Nanchun ran his real essence to resist the cold, and stared at the flying sword in Yi Rin's palm: "What! It's actually a flying sword with spiritual charm!"

   Brother Chun is worthy of being the second child of the precepts mountain, and he saw the clue at a glance: "Where did you pick it up?"

The implication of    seems to be, my good junior brother, hurry up and say the location, and senior brother will also pick up a few.

   "By the way," Yi Rin ignored Jian Nanchun, who was eager to make a fortune, and held the Frost Snow Sword to Xia Xiaoman: "Try it and see if you can tame this guy."

  Xia Xiaoman was stunned.

   Her attention was instantly attracted by the small sword in Irin's palm.

  Women like beautiful and delicate things, and the shape of Frost Snow Sword is obviously in line with the eldest princess's aesthetics, and she fell in love with it at a glance.

   She felt dry mouth: "Senior brother, this is... for me? How about you?"

  Xia Xiaoman knew that Senior Brother Lin himself did not have a flying sword, otherwise he would not be flying blindly on his hand-made "jet skateboard".

   "Me?" Yi Rin wouldn't tell the two of them that there was still a big sword floating in his pivot, he could only explain: "I despise it."

   Yi Rin's voice just fell, and the sword spirit in the Frost Snow Sword seemed to be even more angry, and bursts of frost broke out between Yi Rin's palms, instantly freezing Yi Rin's palms into blue-purple.

"Absolutely not," Jian Nanchun came back to his senses, seeing that Xia Xiaoman didn't know the heights of the sky, he was about to put his hand up, and hurriedly stopped: "Junior Sister Xia, according to common sense, at least the monks in the Foundation Establishment period have the opportunity to get Ling Yun Fei. The recognition of the sword, with the cultivation of Junior Sister Xia, I am afraid that the flying sword will bite the master."

   "No," Yi Rin shook his head confidently: "I said, I have a lot of experience in taming one."

   Jian Nanchun was angry and funny when he heard it, and thought to himself, are you tame? Do normal tamers feed you like this? Besides, Feijian is not a spirit beast, can it eat?

   Bullshit!

"It's okay, Senior Brother Jian, I believe Senior Brother Lin won't hurt me." Although he didn't know what Yi Rin was thinking about, Xia Xiaoman looked up at Yi Rin's confident smile, "as if someone was going to be unlucky", and subconsciously Believe it. So Xia Xiaoman disregarded the obstacles and ran the swirl of spiritual energy in his dantian, and stretched out a soft weed towards the irascible Frost Snow Sword.

   "Back off!"

   After sending the Frost Snow Sword out, Yi Rin put a hand on Jian Nanchun's face. Jian Nanchun understood, and the two quickly stepped back ten steps.

After the   Frost Snow Sword was freed from Yi Rin's control, the body of the sword soared to three feet long, and the blade was narrow and long, slender, and Yi Rin looked like a "stabbing sword". At this moment, the Frost Snow Sword, which had regained its true body, was just held in the palm of Xia Xiaoman's hand, and a chill suddenly erupted, and in an instant, Xia Xiaoman was frozen into an ice sculpture.

  The two brothers also watched helplessly as the younger sister was frozen into an ice sculpture.

   "Not good! This flying sword can't be tamed by little junior sister's weak cultivation! Let me come!"

   Jian Nanchun is ready to roll up his sleeves.

   "Don't worry, there's still me here! Senior Chen Bei also taught me a secret technique called 'Blessing Technique', let me pray for my sister and help her... Pain!"

  Irin said "Blessing" on his mouth, then he locked the Frost Snow Sword firmly with his sight with his backhand, and activated [Disaster Haunting].

   The Frost Snow Sword that had just frozen the weak baby Xia Xiaoman into an ice sculpture, was proudly straightening the sword body, but suddenly, Feijian sword body trembled, and the straight sword body was actually bent.

  【Castle-ridden】Who said that it can only be released on creatures?

The    attribute description is clearly written: "It can cause a single target within the line of sight to fall into a random negative state."

   Is there a problem with considering Feijian as a "skill target"?

   No problem at all!

  Irin had long since figured out the set of word games of Hiroland.

   However, seeing that the flying sword is straight and then curved, Yi Rin can't assess what kind of negative state Xiao Jian'er has fallen into. After all, there are still some differences between humans and swords.

"pain!"

  Second shot.

  Frost Snow Sword trembled.

"pain!"

  The third shot.

The   Frost Snow Sword trembled even more, the blade spasmed, and the tip of the sword desperately sprayed out ice slag.

"pain!"

   Fourth shot.

The    ice **** sprayed more and faster, almost condensing into a continuous icicle, as if someone was urinating in the ice and snow, and the parabola was frozen.

  Irin's current psionic power is completely able to withstand the wanton squandering, and after ten rounds in a row, it consumes a mere 1200 psionic power points. And not long ago, the Frost Snow Sword, which was still holding its arrogant tip, ate ten rounds of [Disaster-ridden] in a row. At this moment, he can only lie flat on the snow, motionless, and occasionally small ice **** is squeezed from the tip of the sword. , looks very miserable.

   Jian Nanchun watched Yi Rin "pray for blessings" and felt something was wrong. But the effect was still there. As Feijian was beaten badly, the frost on Xia Xiaoman's body quickly melted away, and Xia Xiaoman quickly recovered, holding his arms shivering.

  Irin stepped forward, crouched beside the Frost Snow Sword, and knocked twice on the hilt of the sword: "As a human being, I'm still very generous, let me choose for you, choose a master, me...or her?"

   The tip of the sword quickly pointed at Xia Xiaoman, who was confused and didn't know what was going on, for fear that Yi Rin would misunderstand.

   "Look, it's not enough." Yi Rin calmly clapped her hands, stood up, and said to her junior sister, "A drop of blood to recognize the Lord."

   That's it, the junior sister who cultivated in the Qi period, liked to mention a flying sword of rhythm, which is gratifying.

   (end of this chapter)