Let’s Talk About That Guy Who Transmigrated to Pursue Me

Wen Xuan suppressed the impulse of Ning Yuan on the spot and continued to walk forward.

After I don't know how long, the cold wind raging around me suddenly quieted. It is as if stepping into a boundary, outside the boundary is still the roaring wind and snow, but inside the boundary is so quiet that even the breeze can't be noticed.

Wen Xuan looked at the scene in this boundary. At the edge of the boundary is still white snow, and then the ice and snow gradually fade away, revealing the black and brown rock soil and the lines drawn on it.

These lines are engraved by the blade, smooth and powerful, extending from all directions, intertwined, covering the entire center, and forming a formation. Wen Xuan's knowledge of the formation is not deep, unable to understand more content, even so, it is enough for him to admire the complexity and exquisiteness.

Such a formation really couldn't be arranged by Chu Lian, it must be Ye Shengge's handwriting.

Ye Zhenren, who had unfortunately fallen long before he could even remember, was indeed a genius in many respects.

Immediately afterwards, a cave appeared in front of him. The formation encircled the cave, and many lines even extended to the inside of the cave, seeming to use the cave as the center.

Wen Xuan stood cautiously outside the cave for a while, and then he cautiously walked in after confirming that there was no half alive in the cave.

As soon as he stepped in, he found that although there was still no wind in the cave, it was surprisingly cold, as if all the cold in the snow-capped mountains had gathered here. No, he reacted quickly, not as if it was the case. The lines of those formations coiled in the cave, sucking the cold air in the cave into the formation. All the cold in the mountains actually comes from here.

Wenxuan couldn't help speeding up his pace and stepped into the depths of the cave.

The lines of the formation gradually converge in front of the eyes, encircling a piece of land at the end of the cave. I didn't know what was buried under the ground, and when I leaned over, I only felt cold, as if it could freeze people's souls.

Surprisingly, there was a stone table on the edge of this land with a few pieces of paper scattered on it, and a stone bench next to it.

When Wenxuan walked to the stone table, he saw the words carved on the table at a glance. This handwriting is three-point familiar. After thinking about it carefully, it turned out to be the jade slip of the exercise technique that Wen Xuan is now learning. The handwriting in it is the same as the one on the desktop.

It was written on the stone table that after Ye Shengge and Chu Lian killed the descendant of the sky demon here, they found that there was something left behind that could not be processed, so they had to be sealed here. Later Ye Shengge set up a formation here, one is to reduce the harm caused by this thing, and the other is to prevent people from entering this place by mistake. After this speech, Ye Shengge specially reminded that if someone still enters here by mistake, please leave as soon as possible. That thing is so powerful that once an ordinary person touches it, it will either die or be injured.

After reading this, Wen Xuan glanced at the pieces of paper scattered on the stone table.

Although cultivators are accustomed to using jade slips to record information, paper and pen objects are naturally used occasionally. In contrast, what you write down with jade slips are information that needs to be preserved for a long time, while what you write with pen and paper is mostly temporary, such as drafts.

What is left on this table in front of me is just some drafts.

Wen Xuan only glanced at it, and his heart was already surprisingly shocked.

This is a draft of the exercise method, and this exercise method is the one that Xuan Xuan is studying now. Although based on various signs, Wenxuan had probably guessed that this technique was inextricably related to Ye Shengge, and now he knows that it was written into the jade slip by Ye Shengge himself. But Wen Xuan couldn't think of it, that this technique was directly created by Ye Shengge.

Ye Shengge was just a Yuan Ying back then, so he could directly create a practice that goes directly to Yuan Ying?

And it is a practice that only applies to the roots of extreme water. Although Ye Shengge is also an excellent water-based spiritual root, it is not the root of extreme water. Why did he create this practice?

Wen Xuan was puzzled and had to read all the drafts in amazement.

At first glance, I realized that this technique was not the result of Ye Shengge alone. Although Ye Shengge had laid down a draft for him, the draft itself was extremely rough and full of loopholes. It was far from the finished product that Wen Xuan had seen in the jade slip, and there was only a general idea. Ye Shengge naturally discovered these roughness, and wrote on one of the pieces of paper that he would go back to ask his master when the seal formation was completed.

Ye Shengge comes from Xiaotong world. In the realm of cultivation, the world of Xiaotong has always been a mysterious place. Ye Shengge's master is even more mysterious in the mystery, so far no one knows who the last name is.

After understanding the origin of the exercises, Wen Xuan sorted these drafts and put them back.

Then, the most disturbing moment is coming.

Wen Xuan cast his gaze on the land enclosed by those formation lines and walked slowly over. When he finally stepped on this piece of land, his heart couldn't help but an agitation, and finally calmed down. The things left over from the descendants of the sky demon were buried under their feet. Whether that is the extremely watery thing that Murong Feng needs, whether the hard work of this trip has its value, everything will be revealed soon.

But according to Ye Shengge, such a thing was very dangerous, and Wen Xuan couldn't help but hesitate a bit.

Do you really want to dig out the things that have been sealed here by so much effort? What if you can't control it after digging it out? On the contrary, it was light for him to suffer from it, and he was afraid that the chill would overflow and hurt the mortals under the mountain. What's more, Jian Zhi doesn't know where it is now. If he is still in the mountains, he might be hurt by something like that.

With such a big worry, the reason why Wen Xuan has not left is because he has a bottom in his heart at this time. The previously discovered method to dissolve the cold is still very effective at the very center of the cold. No matter how fierce or fierce the cold air invades the body, as long as he operates the spiritual energy according to the method, he can break down those cold air.

After entering this cave, he even discovered that as the cold air became stronger and stronger, he could gradually absorb a kind of energy from the cold air after it was decomposed. This act of decomposing the cold air could instead feed back himself.

Wen Xuan stood there, silent for a moment, and suddenly mobilized the aura of his whole body, suddenly increasing the strength of the operation. The cave originally only actively eroded his cold air, and was drawn into his body by his spiritual energy. This cold current was very terrifying. Wrapped by Wen Xuan's spiritual energy, it seemed as if a river was entering the sea, but it was completely broken down and fed back in a moment, which made Wen Xuan feel a lot warmer.

Wen Xuan didn't know why this happened, so he could only guess that it was probably due to the cultivation technique. Perhaps Ye Shengge had already found a way to control that thing after he returned to Xiaotong to consult his teacher.

But this is not a panacea, is it worth a try?

After a while, Wen Xuan smiled freely and asked himself: If you don't try, would you just look back like this? After finally getting here, he knew it was impossible for him to just look back. The entanglement at this time is nothing but mediocrity.

After thinking about this, Wen Xuan took a deep breath and finally started a spell to dig up the ground in front of him.

This is not an easy job. The land has been frozen for fifty years and it is much harder than he thought. Wen Xuan gritted his teeth and increased the strength of his mana, causing his aura to penetrate the ground with difficulty and little by little. This process continued for a full half an hour, and Wen Xuan gradually seeped sweat on his forehead.

Finally, he felt something like that underground.

It seemed to be a crystallization of cold air. But at the moment when Wen Xuan's spiritual energy hit, the thing seemed to have withstood the stimulus from the sky, and countless times of cold air broke out from the ground, coiling upward along Wen Xuan's spiritual energy.

Before Wenxuan could react, the ground that had been frozen to death could not stand the impact of the cold, and it broke apart.

That kind of thing suddenly appeared in front of Wenxuan.

Is that...a horn?

Yes, one horn, one crystal clear, like an animal horn carved out of ice. As soon as it appeared, the monstrous cold air surged from the horns of the heavenly demon, and violently hit Wen Xuan. Wen Xuan quickly gritted his teeth and ran his aura frantically, wrapping up these cold air masses and desperately dissolving them.

The turbulent cold air dissolves into turbulent power, and Wen Xuan introduces his spiritual energy to dissolve more cold air.

But for a moment, Wen Xuan was not hurt by the cold, but was a little unbearable by the back-feeding power. He desperately transformed this power into his own aura, but soon exceeded his limit, like a full-bodied person desperately feeding.

It is impossible for him to stop at this time. Once stopped and let the cold air spread out, he didn't know what would happen.

But if he continues, sooner or later he will be broken by his aura.

For the current plan, there is only one way.

Wen Xuan closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and took that step resolutely.

Ningyuan.

Originally, his whole body's aura was running in accordance with the rhythm when he was preparing to condense the yuan. At this time, his mind turned, and the auras suddenly coiled together and rushed to the threshold together. No one has ever been able to accumulate so much spiritual energy during Ningyuan, nor has anyone been able to warm up for so long before Ningyuan. Even the inexplicable obstacle that was originally blocking the door has long since vanished in Wen Xuan's epiphany.

The aura is like a river breaking a bank, colliding with each other, converging with each other, and condensing into a more powerful aura, washing the meridians of the whole body even more.

This is a strange state. Wen Xuan looked at her body as if looking at the intertwined rivers. Soon, the rivers of Reiki were no longer satisfied with the already-growing meridians, and began to hit those blocked places, trying to expand their boundaries.

It wasn't until this time that Wenxuan had a deep understanding of the difference between the practice book he had learned and the book he had learned now.

In the last time Ning Yuan, Wen Xuan broke through a total of twelve obstructions. He had already tried his best and felt very good. Now, in just such a moment, the obstruction he has broken has reached more than twenty places, and these auras are still ramming in his body. In the face of the torrent of spiritual energy, all obstructions cannot become obstacles.

Until these auras hit that place.

That was also a place in Wenxuan's body, but it was different from the usual obstruction. When the spiritual energy hits it, it is as if it has hit a piece of slippery ice, which is immediately unloaded, and it can't be used at all.

Wen Xuan never knew there was such a place in his body. If it weren't for Ningyuan, it would be impossible for him to find this place. Even Ning Yuan last time, he is far from developing here.

Wen Xuan became interested and moved his mind to see what hindrance it was. The aura at this moment is still full of power, he can't be stopped here, he wants to break through everything.

After seeing that place, Wen Xuan was taken aback.

That is really a piece of ice. The land occupied by this piece of ice is larger than Wen Xuan had imagined, and there seems to be something sealed inside.

Wen Xuan manipulated his auras, twisting these auras into the shape of a drill bit, and hit the ice.

This was very effective, and a hole was suddenly punched out on the ice. Wen Xuan quickly repeated the old trick, condensing a second aura drill. As long as one more blow is in the same place, the ice may be completely broken.

But just before the second blow hit, a figure suddenly appeared and stopped in front of the ice.

Wen Xuan was shocked, and the originally condensed aura immediately dissipated.

What is this situation, why is there someone else in his body?

Wen Xuan hurriedly took a look. It turned out that the figure was not a person, but just a ray of divine thought buried in his body by someone.

But this still fails to answer the question, why is there someone else's spiritual thought buried in his body?

Wen Xuan carefully saw the ray of divine consciousness with the cold sweat on his forehead.

It was a young monk with a very clean appearance. He was smiling gently at him, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and his smile was extremely gentle. It was clearly someone who had never seen it before, a smile he had never seen before, but for some reason, Wen Xuan felt a bit familiar.

In a trance, Wen Xuan remembered one thing.

That was when he just got the jade slip of the exercise technique. When Minnian entered for the first time, he saw some words. That was a message left to him by Master Chu Lian.

"If you keep going, you will find that someone has left something in your body one day."

"That is to protect you, and it will have a great impact on you, don't rush it off."