"Whew, whew!!" A slight whistling sound came, and Liu Xunhuan only felt a strong cold breath on his face, and then, in the hut, there was an illusory white figure panning in, this figure's body was all empty, and the whole person was looming, as if it was revealing a different kind of brilliance.

"Soul!!" Liu Xunhuan looked at - stunned, this phantom is the power of the soul.

"It's cold, it's cold." Suddenly, a strong earth cold air rolled towards Liu Xunhuan, and with the illusory figure, a slight clicking sound came out, and Liu Xunhuan began to freeze.

The cold wind whistled, like a knife hanging on Liu Xunhuan's face, and the illusory soul shadow that rushed to his face brought Liu Xunhuan to the land, only the meaning of terrifying cold and sharp oppression.

"Boom!!" The terrifying True Yuan power was released frantically, resisting this terrifying power, but the illusory soul shadow continued to move forward, the clicking sound still couldn't stop, his body was constantly frozen, and he couldn't move, and the cold and majestic face was getting closer and closer to him.

"Sword!!" Liu Xunhuan shouted angrily, and the terrifying kendo will was released frantically, and the ice and snow that had frozen him began to crack, as if it might explode at any time.

However, before the ice could crack, there was another layer of ice covering him, freezing his body and making Liu Xunhuan unable to move.

"Flames." The terrifying blazing qi went crazy, and the power of the will of the sword and the power of the will of the flame bloomed at the same time.

It didn't work, it didn't work, it didn't work, the majestic ground hole was getting closer and closer to him, and his whole body was almost frozen, and only the face was still outside, and the rest of his body turned into an ice sculpture.

"Frozen!!" The illusory soul shadow spit out a sound, and a soft sound came out, Liu Xunhuan's exposed face was completely frozen, and Liu Xunhuan became an iceman and an ice sculpture.

"Liu Xunhuan." Snow Bridge Another - the head of the east Liuyun gaze - Ning, still healing, she stood up directly, staring at the frozen land Liu Xunhuan, what's the matter, how could Liu Xunhuan be frozen in the ice.

She couldn't even see the soul shadow, she only saw that Liu Xunhuan was suddenly completely frozen in the snow.

"It's cold." Liu Xunhuan's consciousness was still sober, and he wanted to release the power on his body, but at this time, he found that he was so powerless, his strength was so small, and his life was so fragile.

The majestic face had appeared in front of him, facing him, as if mocking his incompetence.

The terrible cold made Liu Xunhuan a little numb, and the blood flow in his body seemed to be gradually stopping, and the true yuan seemed to be unable to continue to flow.

When all the blood and true elements are frozen and cannot move, it is the vitality that is frozen to death.

"Am I going to die??" Liu Xunhuan looked at the majestic face, and felt that he was so small, life force, so small, so fragile.

"Master, high-speed update" The hunter's eyes were sluggish, and he shouted anxiously, what is the old man doing.

The illusory figure ignored the hunter, and his body fluttered in front of Liu Xunhuandi, and the terrible coldness wanted to freeze Liu Xunhuandi**, freeze Liu Xunhuandi's true yuan power, and freeze Liu Xunhuandi's star.

"It's cold, it's cold." Liu Xunhuan's eyelids were already fighting, as if he was about to fall into the endless abyss, this-closed eyes, it could be death.

"No, I can't die yet." Liu Xunhuan was shouting frantically, he couldn't die, he still had too many things to do, how could he die, if he died, Tianxing would be finished, his parents would be in danger, Diao Chan, what should she do?

He also wants to pursue the supreme martial arts, and he doesn't want his life, the lives of his relatives and friends, to be controlled by others.

With an incomparably tenacious will in his heart, Liu Xunhuan gritted his teeth and kept himself fresh.

But what if he didn't sleep, at this moment he was frozen to death, and the extreme cold could make him fall into a deep sleep completely, die, freeze him to death, he had no power to stop this, he was frozen in ice, he couldn't do anything.

His eyes opened, looking at the majestic illusory figure, Liu Xunhuan's eyes were full of anger, cold, as if the eyes of the Nine Hells, however, - the cut is irretrievable.

The blood all over his body seemed to have stopped flowing, and the power of Zhenyuan could no longer be mobilized—silk, Liu Xunhuan's indifferent eyes gradually became desperate.

"Are you going to die??" Liu Xunhuan said in his heart, his voice was so weak, his eyes gradually closed......

There were tears, as if they were going to flow down his eyes, and maybe he was not afraid of death, but he was afraid that after death would happen.

His eyes were gradually closing, as if he had seen the face of Diao Chan again, the holiness of the ice and snow beauty, the charm of the smile, and he seemed to see the expectant eyes of his parents, the desperate gaze of the cut pupils, and he also saw the clouds in the east, and she seemed to be crying for herself.

In the end, Liu Xunhuan couldn't see anything, his eyes were closed, and he couldn't open them anymore.

"Is it dead......" This is Liu Xunhuan's last thought, with the slightest unwillingness, his consciousness is completely gone, and he falls into the endless abyss of death.

............

I don't know how long it has been, it seems like a century, a reincarnation is as long, Liu Xunhuan suddenly felt that he had a trace of consciousness again, as if he remembered something, his eyes opened suddenly, and he saw that the ground was full of snowflakes flying in the sky, constantly sprinkling into the air.

The cold white snow, fluttering indiscriminately in the air, fell in the eyes of Liu Xunhuan, but it was so beautiful.

"I'm not dead??" Liu Xunhuan muttered—sound,—a whining sound came out, and the white light flashed,—the snow-white demon jumped onto his chest, scratched his face with his hand, and then lay down slowly, lying in his arms, very peaceful.

"Diao." Liu Xunhuan's eyes showed a bright smile, this is not a dream, even if it is a dream, it proves that he is conscious, conscious, which means that he is still alive.

Turning his head slightly, Liu Xunhuan saw Dongfang Liuyun sitting on the snow beside him, Dongfang Liuyun's injury seemed to be much better, he was able to withstand it in this cold snow, and his face also recovered—a red color.

"You're awake." Dongfang Liuyun saw Liu Xunhuan, her eyes showed a sweet smile, moved her lower body, the snow under her body appeared, and the snow in other places was still so neat, it seemed that Dongfang Liuyun was just like that, sitting next to Liu Xunhuan, and had not moved.

"What's the matter, I'm not dead??" Liu Xunhuan's eyes were full of doubts, that day, he clearly felt that he was dead, and his life was frozen.

"You're dead, you've died once." —Dao's voice came, and then in the hut, —Dao's figure slowly walked in front of Liu Xunhuan, this person was the person who wanted Liu Xunhuan's life that day, but at this time, he didn't have that domineering killing power, but with a bit of calmness, indifference, and he didn't see it at all

It's not that he has such terrifying cultivation strength.

Liu Xunhuan saw this person with a strange look, this person seemed to have killed himself - time.

"How does it feel to die??" asked the white-covered old man as he smiled at Liu Xunhuan.

"It feels bad." Liu Xunhuan spit out a voice, quite indifferent, that feeling, not just bad two words can be summed up, that kind of powerlessness, that kind of despair, can not be explained.

"It's right to feel bad, the avenue is ruthless, the people who have experienced the death of the land, only then do they know that life is precious; the avenue is ruthless, the dead people on the road of pursuing the strong are definitely far more than the living people, you never know when the dead will be you, Liu Xunhuan, you have experienced a death, don't you feel it, do you understand."

The old man in the snow robe said softly, making Liu Xunhuan's eyes stiffen slightly, and the trace of indifferent hatred disappeared in an instant.

Death, how is it not the realization of life, the summary of human land - life, the simplest is only two words, life, and death, and the experience of death is itself an experience of a kind of supreme realm.

At the moment when he was about to die, countless thoughts and figures appeared in his mind, and he seemed to understand what he wanted better, and he seemed to see the world more thoroughly.

"The heart can't be opened, it's difficult for you to even step into the ninefold realm of the phantom star, let alone move the stars, they said let me help you expel the nightmare, I won't, it's all up to you, the nightmare is born from the heart, even if your nightmare comes from elsewhere, but if you don't have a nightmare in your heart, the nightmare can't corrode you, if you have a nightmare in your heart, that's a nightmare, why bother to expel this nightmare, that nightmare is your earth's heart, you have a clear conscience, what about the nightmare, the ancient mighty people slaughtered the people, - under the anger of the blood flowed like a river, but he did not become a nightmare, became holy, he followed his heart, learned his own self, and the nightmare was also sanctified."

The old man in the white robe said slowly, making Liu Xunhuan's heart tremble, how similar the old man in the white robe was to the old teacher's teaching, but he saw it more thoroughly than the crazy one.

Have a clear conscience, be your original self, even if you slaughter the common people, you will not turn into a nightmare, but can be holy.

The indifference on Liu Xunhuan's body seemed to have disappeared a lot, he stood up, bowed slightly to the white-robed old man, and said, "Liu Xunhuan thanks his predecessors for teaching."

"Raise your hands and work hard, you have died - once, and you have a more thorough understanding of your own earth, and you don't need me to teach you what to do, I can't teach you, the only thing the strong can give you is the magic spell, but the magic spell has a strong and weak limit, - the powerful martial arts will wait for you to reach - the realm of the fixed land I am afraid it will be abandoned, only comprehension, only the realm, will follow your martial arts - life, you now have an understanding in your heart, I don't teach you anything else, think about it first."

(End of chapter)