Throughout the conversation between the two, Bell listened "boredly", as if these things had nothing to do with her.

When Han Wu got up, he stood up with Mu Qing and followed Han Wu towards a small door.

Cold Dance leads the way. The three of them circled up an ice crystal staircase, almost to the top of the Hanxiao Tower, and finally came to an ice crystal gate.

The cold dance spell was pointed out, and the circle on the gate opened.

She looked at Mu Qing and said with a smile: "Go in." ”

Mu Qing's eyes shrank, but he didn't hesitate, he pushed the door with the bell and entered, and Han Wu followed behind them......

......

This is a translucent circular ice crystal chamber, surrounded by light on the ice crystal walls, the light is soft and cold, light and dark, adding a bit of unreal.

In the center of the secret room, there is a round ice coffin, the surface of the ice coffin is surrounded by mist, and a person is faintly visible inside. On the side of the ice coffin, there is a man's rickety back, looking at the person in the ice coffin blankly.

Looking at this back, Mu Qing's heart chuckled, his footsteps stopped, and a name was about to come out!

Bell looked around and spat lightly: "It's so cold here......"

And he said, "That ice coffin is a good thing." ”

The back in front of the ice coffin looked a little sluggish, and it took a long time before he said, "Say, don't bother me!

Mu Qing calmed down, took two steps forward, bowed down and said, "Junior Mu Qing see the seniors of the water!"

The man's body shook violently and slowly turned around......

An old, depressed, and shocked expression appeared in Mu Qing's eyes. This person is none other than the number one cultivator in the Immortal Cultivation Realm and the former leader of the Star Moon Alliance, Shui Wuxin.

At this moment, Shui Wuxin has completely lost the demeanor of the day, his face is dozens of years old, and his beard is pale, like an old man who is about to die, and like a body without a soul.

His eyes were staring at Mu Qing, but his eyes didn't seem to be focused, showing some kind of weird wandering state.

Mu Qing just heard Han Wu talk about the situation after Shui Yue and the two appeared, but he didn't expect Shui Wuxin to be in Han Xiao City, judging from this, the ice coffin was lying in the moon frost?

Thinking of this, Mu Qing's divine sense was released and swept towards Shui Wuxin and the people in the ice coffin. At this glance, I can't help but be even more shocked!

Mu Qing had never seen Yuetianshuang, but the person in the ice coffin was a middle-aged woman with a delicate face, so it should be Yuetianshuang. But at this moment, there is no breath of moon and frost, and it is obvious that he has been dead for a long time.

What shocked Mu Qing even more was that the aura on Shui Wuxin's body was not only vague and scattered, but it did not look like a great cultivator in the late stage of the Spirit God at all, but it also showed an extremely weakened state of death.

"Senior Shui, you ......" Mu Qing opened his mouth, but he didn't know how to continue.

Han Wu behind him spoke coldly and said, "When he came to me, he was like this. He begged me to put Yue Daoyou's body in an ice coffin to maintain his appearance. ”

After a pause, he seemed to let out a light sigh, and said: "Originally, the injuries on his body could have been cured, but he didn't heal, and he sat like this all day......"

The bell also sensed the state of the water heartlessness, and said in a low voice: "He...... I'm dying......"

......

Shui Wuxin stared at Mu Qing for a long time, then suddenly stood up, stepped in front of Mu Qing, grabbed Mu Qing's shoulders, and said madly: "Impossible! Impossible! You are dead, you are dead! How can you still be alive!"

Mu Qing did not break free of Shui Wuxin's hands, and said in a deep voice: "Shui senior, the junior is lucky not to die. It's just that I don't know why my predecessors ......"

His eyes drifted to the ice coffin, and Mu Qing's words stopped after half a sentence.

Shui Wuxin let go of the hands that were holding Mu Qing, and took a few steps backwards like a ghost, hitting the ice coffin, his body staggered, and he almost fell. Holding the corner of the ice coffin with his hand, he said to himself stupidly: "You're not dead, you're not dead...... So my frost is dead, my frost is dead......"

Suddenly, the spiritual power on Shui Wuxin's body burst out, roaring like a mad beast and rushing towards Mu Qing.

Mu Qing didn't know why he said this, and why he suddenly shot at him, but with Shui Wuxin's current state, Mu Qing couldn't hurt Mu Qing at all.

Mu Qing flipped his palms, each took a wrist in his mouth, immediately restrained it, and shouted: "Senior Shui, calm down!"

Han Wu flashed to Shui Wuxin's side, pointed at his forehead, and a cool breath went straight into the sea of his divine consciousness. Shui Wuxin gradually calmed down......

Han Wu shook his head helplessly and said, "He is dazed and often goes crazy for a while. As he spoke, he looked at Mu Qing and said, "Mu Daoyou, do you know why so many Spirit Stage monks ambushed you in the battle of Sumeru Peak that day?"

Over the years, Mu Qing has also thought about this question, but in the end there is still no accurate and reasonable answer, at this moment, hearing Han Wu ask like this, he couldn't help frowning slightly, and said, "Han Wu seniors know?"

Han Wu sneered twice, glanced at Shui Wuxin, who had already wilted to the side of the ice coffin, and said, "It's him, he designed it...... What a game of shocking chess!"

"Designed by Senior Shui, but, he was trapped in Sumeru Peak at that time, and now he is still like this!" Mu Qing exclaimed.

Han Wu said: "He said it himself." This starts with his use of the Heavenly Viewing Array to speculate on the ascension of the Realm......"

Speaking, Han Wu told the story, telling how Shui Wuxin observed fate, how to plan, how to implement it step by step, and how he put it to death and then reborn.

Listening to Han Wu's narration, Mu Qing only felt that the thunder in his ears rang out one after another......

He used his ascension catastrophe to change his life against the sky?

It's incredible, it's fantastic!

In this way, this catastrophe was created by Shui Wuxin?

Lao Yu, Lu Ying, Lu Wanning, Yu Taiyu and Xian Yuchun also died because of him?

......

Mu Qing thought so, looking at Shui Wuxin in front of her and the moon frost in the ice coffin, but there was no trace of hatred in her heart, but a little compassion.

"It's me, it's me ......"

Shui Wuxin's face was full of pathos, and he spit out a sentence.

Mu Qing took a deep breath and sighed, "Senior Shui...... Perhaps, it's all fate...... The Mandate of Heaven cannot be violated......"

Shui Wuxin suddenly giggled, and said tremblingly, "Yes, yes...... Mu Qing, after this calamity, your cultivation has improved...... My plan is to pave a way for you to reach the sky......"

The bell suddenly interjected: "Is this view really so accurate? The next person to ascend in this realm must be him? He is my little brother!"

"Is it accurate? I don't know......" Shui Wuxin said dejectedly, "Maybe...... The Mirror of Enlightenment, the Art of Contemplating Fate...... Just a joke?"

As he spoke, he laughed again.

Looking at Shui Wuxin's pitiful appearance, Mu Qing didn't know whether she should persuade or not. I saw that two points of essence suddenly appeared in the depths of Shui Wuxin's eyes, and he suddenly looked up at Mu Qing, and said hysterically: "Mu Qing, you help me again, help me again!"

Mu Qing hurriedly said: "Senior Shui, what are your requirements? As long as the junior can do it." ”

Shui Wuxin said: "I want to ...... I'm going to give you another look!"

......

Three days later.

On the platform at the top of the Hanxiao Tower, a magic circle was arranged, and Shui Wuxin sat in the array. He picked up a magic trick, and a ring of circular water waves condensed in front of him.

Mu Qing stepped forward, his thumb swiped on his index finger, and a drop of blue essence blood dripped down, entering the circular water wave......

Shui Wuxin's eyes were closed, and there were words in his mouth, one after another of the tricks went to the round water wave point, and the white hair on his head slowly floated up, and his momentum rose sharply, as if he had instantly recovered the momentum of the late stage of the spirit god.

The circular water wave spun rapidly, and the surface glowed with a glowing white light, getting bigger and bigger......

Suddenly, a white light shot up from the center of the water wave and went straight into the sky......

Shui Wuxin's eyes suddenly opened, his face full of shock, doubt, and seeming, with a deep sense of fear......

"It's changed...... It's changed...... The sky has changed......"

Shui Wuxin spit out a sentence, and the hands holding the magic began to shake slightly......

Immediately afterwards, the fear on Shui Wuxin's face was even worse, his eyes widened, and his pupils contracted violently!

"What has changed?"

Han Wu, who was protecting the Dharma on the side, asked.

Shui Wuxin's chest shook, and he spat out a mouthful of dirty blood, and the sky-high white light converged, and the circular water wave immediately collapsed.

Shui Wuxin's body fell softly. Mu Qing stepped forward with an arrow, hugged it, and said with his eyebrows locked: "Senior Shui, are you okay! This technique of contemplating fate is not a panacea! There is no need to be so persistent!"

Shui Wuxin's breath weakened rapidly, clutching Mu Qing's arm and staring into Mu Qing's eyes.

He opened his mouth to speak, but he suddenly lost his strength, and the hand holding Mu Qing slowly let go, the expression on his face turned flat, and a strange smile hung on the corner of his mouth......

"Let's go...... Let's go......"

Shui Wuxin forced out a sentence and slowly closed his eyes......