Peerless Immortal Surrounded by Demonic Disciples

Frozen snowfield.

It was white everywhere. In the cracks of ice and snow, a white fox demon with tail ears emerged from the cracks, looked around vigilantly, and then approached cautiously in one direction.

The closer she got closer, the more she could feel the fairy aura that represented successful practice. The snow fox demon swallowed and looked to the other side, and she saw the frost wolf in the snowy field appearing near the immortal residence.

"Hey, I can just rub the aura, and I won't even give this adult a little reward, a group of wolf pups." The snow fox demon whispered, then chose a hidden place, and began to breathe the aura above the ice cave.

As time went by, more and more little fairies gathered. Over the past 100 years, they have gradually figured out Jiang Yinghe’s temperament, knowing that this fairy didn’t mind the spirits of spirits, and the only time he shot the little demon away was because the two improper snow fairy clamors were fighting with him. Fight on the site just to get closer.

And in these hundred years, there have also been many little demons who have been completely transformed into human forms because of immortals, staying in front of the ice cave with the treasures they think, and then bowing to the ice cave to give thanks, and then leave. It's just that the one who never made a sound or took it. After a hundred years of accumulation, it was almost piled up into a hill.

The spirit wave oscillated, slowly spilling out to the surroundings. A familiar voice resounded beside the snow fox demon, it was an ice butterfly.

"Xue Qianqian, you have been with this fairy for decades, why haven't these ears retracted yet?"

Xue Qianqian gave her a white look: "My aptitude is dull, not as good as you, okay?"

Bingdie laughed, glanced at the direction of the ice cave, turned her head and said to Xue Qianqian: "Little fox, I heard a gossip, is it interesting, can't you listen?"

Xue Qianqian knows her temperament, and she feels uncomfortable if she doesn't compile a little rumors every day, so she just said: "You just say it, and you have to confuse my appetite and delay my cultivation?"

Bingdie approached her ear and said mysteriously and secretly: "I heard the elders in the clan say that in the past few days, we have a big monster resurrecting here."

"The big demon?" Xue Qianqian sneered, "The same rumors, I have heard nine times in ten years, the big demon is so revived? Now the demon race is declining, only the Jiuying Demon Lord and the Chaos Demon Lord are supporting the big scene, you If you talk about the big demon, you must be a figure above the demon king. It's something that can't happen for thousands of years. What dreams are you going to do?"

Seeing that she didn’t believe it, Bingdie pulled the snow fox demon

The sleeve anxiously said: "How can this be a dream?"

Xue Qianqian shook her hand away, sat down and continued her luck, and said, "Are you still in the ancient times? Since the fall of both the demon **** and the demon demon..."

Before she could finish her words, the cold and gentle spirit waves of the past suddenly shook, and the layers of clouds above the sky suddenly piled together, and the purple electricity in the clouds rolled, and a terrible pressure rushed from the top to the bottom. .

Just when the little demons were horrified, a soft wave in the ice cave swept in all directions, swinging the surrounding fairies out of the range of more than ten miles.

Xue Qianqian and Bingdie rolled on the ground for a while. When they didn't know the southeast and northwest, they suddenly saw the purple thunder that contained the power of the avenue suddenly jumped down, hitting the position of the ice cave, and the world changed color, flying sand and rocks, and the brilliance was full of glory.

If it weren't for the last spirit wave of the immortal, the little demons around the ice cave would have turned to dust!

Xue Qianqian's face was bloodless and lingering on her chest. He heard the ice butterfly stuttering a few words on the side before saying: "This is...this is the purple thunder...the one inside is the immortal monarch of the Void Realm!"

Hollow Realm...Xue Qianqian swallowed hardly: "Xian, Xianjun? I don't know if it is the first calamity or the second calamity?"

It takes three thunder tribulations and five Dao Heart tests before the Void Hollow Realm can be free of tribulations, and is called the Half-Step Golden Immortal. There are only two immortal monarchs in the world, one is Xuanwei Immortal Monarch Jiang Yinghe from Penglai Immortal Gate, and the other is Hunyuan Immortal Monarch Tongguiyu from Hehuan Sect.

If he said that he would cross the catastrophe in such a place, except for Jiang Yinghe, who is like snow and ice, he would not do what he thought.

Not only these two people, but all the ice elves are horrified and fortunate, but they are intently watching the scene of crossing the catastrophe. For cultivation, this is a golden opportunity of a lifetime!

"Legendary Jiang Xianjun is cold, but I think this is a person who is cold outside and warm inside. Otherwise, how can he care about the lives of you and me like little demon?" Bingdie sighed, "If you ask for it Ask the fairy, ask him to accept you as a disciple? Then you will be developed!"

Xue Qianqian snorted: "Are you trying to push me to death?"

The voices of the two of them gradually lowered, the purple light from the sky was flourishing, the thunder robbery was constantly rolling in the clouds, and the power of the avenue was flooded above, which almost made people dizzy and dazzled.

The sound of thunder tribulation rang for about half a day. When all the fairies had a headache and couldn't see anymore, the clouds on the horizon slowly dissipated, and the fairy qi in the ice cave became thicker, almost making people floating all over.

Just as the demons were dizzy and drifting,

A cold and flat male voice came from inside.

"Mo forward."

With only three characters, Xuanwei Xianjun stopped all the spirits trying to step forward, kneeling on the ground one after another, bowing to the ice cave in the respect of a half-teacher.

"I haven't preached, so I won't receive great gifts." Jiang Yinghe said lightly, "Go away."

The voice was unspeakable and beautiful. Xue Qianqian didn't know what was going on. She didn't seem to follow her own mind. She obviously wanted to stay for a while, but she walked farther obediently.

The demon sounds around disappeared.

Inside the ice cave, Jiang Yinghe wore a light green Taoist uniform, with emerald green bamboo leaves scattered on the front of his shirt. He had just passed the tribulation and his realm was not stable, but he was not anxious to stabilize his realm. Instead, he raised his eyes and glanced at the body of a young man wrapped in ice in the ice cave.

A hundred years ago, when he found the place where he crossed the tribulation, he also found this body wrapped in ice. Jiang Yinghe deduced from the lettering that this place should be the residence of an ancient great demon, but this great demon has already fallen.

There is no monster on the ice sculpture, but the flesh is very lively, like the "food" or "pet" frozen here. It should be a certain fairy dragged into the cold cave of the ice sheet and wanted to eat it. But there is no chance of eating.

Within the monster race, there are already countless evil cultivations that are progressing extremely fast, and only those goblins who practice the human race's authentic Taoist cultivation methods tend to make slow progress.

Jiang Yinghe stood up and walked to the Yutai Ice Sculpture, his gaze swept across the face of the inner boy.

Black hair and snowy skin, red lips, handsome and gorgeous, if it weren't for the sharp Adam's apple, it would almost make people misidentify the gender. It was just the left half of the boy's face that seemed to have been bitten by some fairy, **** and ugly.

Half the peony beauty, half the Yasha Shura, the two in this world are so cruel.

Jiang Yinghe stretched out his hand, and when his fingertips touched the ice, the ice covering the young man cracked and shattered to the ground, and the inner body fell into Jiang Yinghe's arms.

What a cold body temperature.

Jiang Yinghe's body was already slightly cold due to the practice, but when he held the boy in his arms, he felt like he was holding a piece of ice.

This piece of ice is still moving, as if awake in a daze from the ice, lifted his arms to Jiang Yinghe's neck, and said in a very low voice and pitifully, "Cold..."

Even the voice was trembling.

Jiang Yinghe took out a black robe from the storage artifact and put it on the young man’s shoulders, and then hugged the other party. Just as the other party’s body temperature quickly warmed up, a hundred years

Suddenly a prompt came out from the silent system.

[Find the target! The evaluation qualifications are brilliant talents. 】

As soon as Jiang Yinghe's movements stopped, there was a strange feeling that the collection addiction was satisfied. The road to harmony is extremely elusive. Maybe it is easier to cultivate three well-known apprentices in the world?

He stretched out his hand to probe the other's meridians, facing the meridians frozen into pieces by the ice and choking silently. Just as he was a little doubtful about life, the young boy in his arms raised his head, revealing a half of his beautiful face.

Water-clear eyes shone on, accompanied by the boy's dumb, low voice.

"Help me...I, I'm so cold..."

Jiang Yinghe seemed to have been hit by something, and a wave of paternal love spread uncontrollably. Although he has only lived on the earth for more than 20 years, the total of his two lives must be 1,200 years old. He poured spiritual power into the young man's body, passing by the meridians soaked in cold air, forming a silver-white body protector imprint on the young man's eyebrows.

He lowered his head, pressed against the boy's forehead, and said softly, "I will save you, don't be afraid."

The young boy in a black fairy robe closed his arms, wrapped Jiang Yinghe's neck, and took a deep breath.

Filled with the cold breath of spiritual energy, it has been filling his heart and lungs, rushing into the mind of the resuscitation of the world.

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The child in the ice cave is called Chang Ye.

Jiang Yinghe did not choose to escape back to Penglai, but after leaving the ice field with the long night, he slowly walked in the direction of the Penglai school for several months.

Chang Ye has a lively personality, but he is very obedient and insecure. According to him, he was separated from the fleeing family on the way. After arriving in the pasture, he was dragged into the ice field by a fairy.

Jiang Yinghe saves him, and has the grace to save his life; teaches him, and has the grace to recreate him. These are the original words of Chang Ye.

The candlelight trembled slightly.

Jiang Yinghe sat cross-legged on the couch, stretched out his hand to warm the Wangchen sword on his knees, and the snow-colored sword fell under his fingers and shook.

The door rang, and the long night in a dark green robe brought in a plate of sweet snacks and placed it in front of Jiang Yinghe.

Jiang Yinghe raised his eyes and did not look at the dim sum on the plate. Instead, he carefully examined his expression and asked, "I am almost three minutes walking, and my breath is also chaotic. What are you thinking about?"

Chang Ye didn't expect him to notice, and raised his eyes in a panic, and said awkwardly: "...Master, me, am I ugly?"

Jiang Yinghe was startled.

"I just ran into a girl and she said I...

…Say that my face seems to be pieced together, let me roll away a bit, don’t pollute her eyes. "

Chang Ye's voice became lower and lower, he raised his hand and wiped his tears very carefully.

"Master, I know that people who are cultivators can't care... in the accidental epidermis, but I..."

His hand was held.

Jiang Yinghe's fingers were slender and soft, and the white frost was slightly cold. When they touched the palm of Long Ye's hand, they showed an exceptional warmth.

"The ugliness in her heart will contaminate others." Jiang Yinghe looked at him and said, "Promise Master, not to be contaminated, and always be a meek and kind person in the long night."

Chang Ye was stunned, his Adam's apple rolled a little, and he lowered his head into Jiang Yinghe's arms.

After a long while, Jiang Yinghe heard the other's low voice.

"Be the best person in the heart of Master."